You can read the disclaimers in Part One of the original 
story which was published not that long ago.  Same things 
still apply.  I finished this story on August 17, 1997.  Don't 
really know why I wrote it except I was in the mood 
for.....well,  you'll see.  This part is like....well PG13.  

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Epilogue to  "Viva Las Vegas" by Macspooky


Fox Mulder lay in bed with his wife listening to the sound 
of the rain beating against the roof of his house.  It was a 
nice soft rhythmic sound.  When it finally stopped his 
world would be a green and beautiful place filled with blue 
skies and colorful flowers.

Dana dozed with her head against his shoulder as he gently 
rubbed the bulge that was now her abdomen.  Moving to 
Seattle had been the best thing he had ever done.  When he 
had been approached by the Group he hadn't considered 
their offer of a job seriously. Then he had met the man he 
would be working with and had found a kindred soul, 
another human being like himself who could see into the 
heart and mind of the dark ones.  If Fox Mulder was 
spooky, well...he didn't hold a candle to his new partner in 
that department.  The man could be at a crime scene and 
actually see things through the eyes of the victim.  To his 
surprise, Dana had agreed instantly to leave the FBI and go 
to Seattle with him.  Oddly enough, without the 
government bureaucracy, and using the sources that the 
Group had to offer, he was freer to pursue his work than he 
had ever been before.  Working as a consultant in forensics, 
Dana would be much better able to manage her hours 
around the baby, and she liked what she was doing and the 
people she now worked with too.

She stirred beside him as he felt the tightening in  her 
abdomen.

"Oof..." she muttered.

"Fifteen minutes since the last one," he said.  "Are you sure 
it isn't time to go?"

"Not yet....five minutes...."  she closed her eyes again and 
savored her husband's loving touch.  It was amusing the 
way he had forgotten everything that had been said in the 
classes that they had attended.

He was a little nervous about this whole process.  The rain 
was slowing, he realized.  Maybe it would stop by the time 
they had to leave for the hospital. 
 
He had moved in with Dana the day they had had their little 
talk on the park bench.  That night, he had lain beside her 
in her queen sized bed and had fallen in love with her all 
over again.  Beyond that, however, he had fallen in love 
with the tiny creature that he had so inadvertently put 
inside of her.  It hadn't always been easy.  She had had a lot 
of nausea the first few months.  There had been worries 
about the cancer recurring.  There had been adjustments to 
make in living together, but they had gotten over every 
obstacle and now they were here in there own home 
waiting for their baby to be born.  His lips curled up 
slightly as he held her.  The sex had sure been good and 
there had been plenty of it.  Best of all though, the hard 
bitter Scully that had existed during the last year of their 
partnership had been replaced by the Dana that he used to 
know.  She had blossomed.  He had realized as the months 
had past that what Dana had needed all along was love, his 
love, and he gave it to her gladly.  In return she brought 
him joy and the first real happiness he had known since he 
was a child.

He felt her abdomen stiffen again.

"Ouch..." she said this time. "Hey, that wasn't 15 
minutes....."

"No....that was five," he said.

"Well, let's see when the next one comes.  Seems to me we 
missed 10 somewhere in between."

She struggled to sit up muttering about how it wasn't easy 
being a blimp.  He laughed and told her that she was a 
beautiful blimp and besides, she wouldn't be one for much 
longer. Then he watched as she headed for the bathroom.  
A few moments later she came out looking somewhat pale.

"Um...Fox....there has been a change of plans.  It's time to 
go," she said with quiet assurance.  "I think your progeny is 
going to make an appearance sooner than expected."

He just stood there suddenly forgetting everything he was 
supposed to do.

She smiled at him.  "Hey, G Man....not to worry....I'm a 
doctor...remember?  Get your ass in gear and let's go....."  
God, how she loved this man!  He was totally nuts, and 
totally wonderful.  She thanked God every minute for the 
unexpected pregnancy that had forced their hand.  That 
first night together, she had been embarrassed about the 
way she had acted in Las Vegas, but he had laughed and 
told her that he had never had such a good time in his life, 
and then he had loved her as she had never been loved 
before.

"Oh...yeah...ass...gear....um...." he spluttered.

"Car keys...." she suggested...."or would you like me to 
drive?"

"No....I can do this....I can...yeah....." 

"Yeah, right.  At this moment Fox Mulder, you look about 
as useless as the night you stood in that hotel room staring 
at the Reverend Tool dressed only in that dayglow pink 
condom."  She laughed out loud remembering their 
"honeymoon," the one that had gotten her into her current 
predicament.

Remembering how much he loved her, he put his arms 
around her and inhaled the scent of her hair.  "I wasn't 
totally useless that night.  As I recall, you enjoyed it a great 
deal.  I think you even enjoyed blowing Elvis' head off.  
You feel good in my arms," he said softly.  "Hey, 
Babe....got time for a quickie?"

"Remember, Mulder, some babies are born with teeth," she 
laughed causing him to do the same.  Suddenly, his ass was 
in gear and he remembered everything that he was 
supposed to do....more or less.


Several Hours Later

Fox Mulder sat in the hospital and watched his wife sleep.  
He congratulated himself.  He had gotten her to the hospital 
on time and had only put one dent in the fender of their car 
when he had backed into the garage wall instead of putting 
it in drive.  That wasn't too bad.  He had held her hand and 
rubbed her back through the entire labor and she had only 
had to yell at him once when he had looked at the monitor 
that was attached to her and informed her that the next 
contraction was going to be a humdinger.

Well, he kind of saw her point.  She really didn't need to 
know ahead of time.  I mean it wasn't as though she hadn't 
found out 10 second later that it was going to be very 
painful indeed. She had only thrown him out for a moment.  
After that he had stopped watching the monitor strapped to 
her belly and started paying plenty of attention to her 
instead.

Samantha Melissa Mulder had made her entrance into the 
world an hour later.....a beautiful perfect baby girl, 5 1/2 
lbs. of red headed fury....screaming at the indignity of being 
pushed into the cold air and bright light.  The nurses said 
she was a sunnyside up baby.  She'd been born facing the 
ceiling.  Dana had informed them through tears of joy that 
she was going to be contrary just like her daddy.  When 
they finally placed her in his arms, he had cried.  She was 
the picture of her mother which was what he had wanted 
all along although he wouldn't have cared what she looked 
like so long as she was healthy.  He hadn't quite believed it 
was possible to fall in love with someone so 
instantaneously.  His baby....his daughter....his precious 
claim to immortality.  He hadn't wanted to let her go. 

Finally, after watching Dana for awhile,  he could not resist 
the temptation to lift his baby daughter from her bassinet.  
He was ever so gentle, careful not to wake her.  He sat in 
the rocking chair with her and felt this overwhelming 
desire to count fingers and toes but he couldn't see any.  
Very carefully he folded back the sleeve of her kimono.  
Five little fingers.  Then he did the other.  He wondered if 
she would freeze to death if he unwrapped the blanket and 
looked at her little feet.  She stirred in his arms and he 
clutched her tightly.

He heard the lilt of laughter from the doorway and looked 
up.  There at the entrance to the private room stood a 
slender dark haired woman.  She was very beautiful.  He 
felt immediately that there was something special about 
her.

"Now they are hardy little creatures and she'll not break," 
said the woman.  He realized that she had a lilt to her voice 
that was foreign.  She came into the room as he got to his 
feet.

"I'm Mary Therese Maguire.  I'm your nanny."

"You are?" he asked dumbly.  Dana said she had a surprise 
for him, but she hadn't said anything about a nanny.

"You are Fox Mulder are you not?  You certainly look like 
your pictures."

"I'm Fox Mulder."

"Tis a fine name," she smiled.

Then she pulled up another chair and indicated that he 
should sit and taking the child with competent hands began 
to unwrap her.

"The da's are always nervous," she smiled.  "See....10 
fingers....10 toes....and a belly button that will be as cute as 
can be when that ugly piece of plastic falls off."

"It's um not cute now," he replied puzzled by the woman 
who rewrapped the infant and then pulled off the cap.

"Red hair like her mam's...." she smiled.  "A real little Celt.  
In Ireland of course no one would notice."

"Um...of course...." He wanted to ask her questions about 
herself.  To his astonishment though, she was looking at the 
infant with utter love. He watched silently.  He supposed 
that Dana had hired her when she had gone to Europe on a 
consult a few months ago.  It had been the one really big 
fight they had had.  He had not wanted her to go in her 
condition.  He had forbade it which had been a tremendous 
mistake because she had dug in her heels.  He had spent 
two nights in a motel before they had finally made up.

"I was found roaming the streets of Dublin when I was 
about 8 years old," she said quietly.  "I had no memories.  I 
spoke with an American accent but no one could find my 
family.  I had no fingerprints you see.  I was placed with a 
wonderful family who adopted me." 

The woman got up and put the infant back in her bassinet.

"Mam & Da didn't want me to search for my family.  They 
were older you see and couldn't have children.  I think they 
were afraid they would lose me as if that were possible, as 
if I could have done that to them."  She smiled.  "Last year 
Da passed and six months ago my mother followed.  I put 
out an inquiry on the Internet.  There were a few answers, 
but nothing substantial until your lovely wife showed up at 
my cottage door."

"What?" he whispered.  He too got to his feet and stepped 
closer to her.

"She told me that if we pursued any connection that it 
could be dangerous for me, but I didn't care.  I'd always 
collected fox you see....photos....little statues...I always 
knew somehow the fox was special to me.  Your wife took 
some samples....blood, hair...." the woman was whispering 
now.  "And it proved that I was your little sister....."

Before he could say anything, she put her finger to her 
mouth.

"Tis better for now if I remain Mary Therese Maguire, your 
new nanny.  Dr. Mulder said so.  I believe her.  I have 
strange dreams sometimes, frightening ones really.  I truly 
am a nanny you see....certified....and your wife was able to 
get me a green card.  I can't have wee ones of my own so 
instead I look after others....."

He swallowed.  His heart was racing and his stomach felt 
as though it had hit the floor.  Samantha.....after all these 
years.....after all the searching.....but it was her.  He knew it 
was her.  He wanted to pull her into his arms and hold her 
and never let her go again even though he knew she was 
right....it was best she remained who she was now.  Still he 
might have done it except in that moment a piercing wail 
echoed through the room. Well, it wasn't that loud really, 
but to him it was.  Samantha.....no Mary Therese smiled as 
Dana's eyes snapped open.  Ignoring him, the young dark 
haired woman picked up the infant and as Dana raised the 
bed brought her the baby and helped settle the infant at 
Dana's breast.  He watched in silence.  This was a woman's 
thing, something he could have no real part in it.
  
"It was kind of you to have Katherine pick me up at the 
airport," said Mary with a smile.  "I set my bags inside the 
door and we came right here."

"I'm sorry that I couldn't be there myself, Mary," smiled 
Dana.

"Katherine asked me to tell you that she will be in to see 
you later.....When she told me you'd gone to the hospital I 
insisted she bring me right away. 

"That's perfect then," said Dana.  "My husband can drive 
you home and help you get settled....."  She held up her free 
hand as Fox started to protest.  "No, Fox.  I'm fine here with 
the baby.  You go on home and get Mary settled, and you 
can come back later."

He nodded eagerly.  He wanted to stay with her but on the 
other hand he couldn't wait to get home and talk with their 
new nanny.   The world was suddenly spinning very 
quickly.

"I love you Dana Katherine Scully," he said bending down 
and kissing her cheek.  And you too Samantha..."  He 
touched his baby daughter's cheek as she nursed.

"I love you too, Fox Mulder," Dana said.  She smiled.  He 
was already walking out the door.

"I really think you'll like Seattle a lot Sa.....Mary Therese.  
There is so much to see and do.  Dana's mother is coming 
tomorrow and then when Dana is recovered, we are all 
going to fly back east and visit with my mother........"

The End