From: "Dream Cole" Date: Mon, 06 Nov 2000 15:03:46 CST Subject: xfc: NEW: Outing, Dream Series (1 of 1), PG, MSR Source: xfc Title: Outing Author: Dream Cole E-mail: dreamcole@hotmail.com Archive: Just let me know. Rating: PGish. Classifications: V, MSR (Okay, MSM), S Spoilers: None. But I'm ignoring any episode that said Scully could not have children. So you can say it didn't happen or there was some miracle between then and now. This is kind of a continuation of the Dream Series, although it is quite obvious what happened. If you are interested in reading the others in the series, please e-mail me and let me know. Summary: It's an outing with Mulder and Dream. Disclaimer: I don't own em. I'd like to, but I don't. Notes: I know, I haven't written in a while. I got a couple of e-mails from people who had the read the others in the series and decided to try to write some more. Be warned: if you are one of those who complained I explained too much detail, run away! This is all Mulder's thoughts and he notices a lot and says very little. By the way, I call Scully... Scully, among other pet names. I can't see them (Mulder and Scully) suddenly calling each other Fox and Dana. Outing It was my day off, my one day to spend alone with my daughter. So how could I resist? When we got married, the idea of children hadn't crossed our mind, especially since we had thought that we were unable to bear children. But then Dream entered out lives and that little surprise brought us such joy... but then there were our jobs. My wife took some time off to spend with our baby but eventually the need for her job, for responsibility and repsect as so great that we compromised. Now we leave Dream in the daycare facility located in the FBI building so she's just within reach, and one of us has a day off every week to have some one-on-one time with our daughter. I woke up, as usual, had my shower and ate breakfast with my beautiful bride. Dana looked at me longingly, wishing it was her day, but Dream and I smothered her with affection and sent her out the door. Then I turned to my daughter, sitting in her high chair wearing her breakfast, and decided that a bath was in order. I drew a bath and while rinsing her, I tried to think of what we could do. Maybe a walk in the park? A trip to the gym? A visit to the zoo? Suddenly it came to me and I got excited at the idea. I pulled a squirming Dream out and toweled her off, dressing her in a little green sundress and plopping a matching hat on her head. Grabbing her bag full of supplies, we left the apartment. We walked for a while. There's nothing I love more than walking with Dream in my arms, pointing out the little details. She smiles in return, her lips unable to repeat, only gurgle and giggle. We waved to people, smiled at passerbys and talked to strangers. Finally we stopped at a sandwich shop. Ignoring the menu, I ordered two sandwiches, two drinks and a slice of cake. Then Deam and I were back on the go, walking for a while. One quick stop and then we were back on our way. The FBI building. Ah, I knew it too well. We made our way through the front, smiling at familiar people. It's amazing what a baby can do for your reputation. I'm no longer "Spooky" Mulder, the agent that people hide from. I'm looked at in a whole new light and those people who used to stay away from me now smile in greeting. Not that I'm not intimidating. I have my moments. We finally stopped and I smiled at the sight before me. My wife at work. Her smooth, porcelein skin was slightly creased in concentration, her teeth absently tugged on her lower lip. Her auburn hair, which now flows around her shoulders, framed her face and her eyes shone crystal blue. Her fingertips were tapping against the table, meaning she either didn't enjoy what she was reading or she didn't approve. A gurgle from the child in my arms shattered the moment and Dana's head whipped up, across her face I saw both sadness and worry. Then her eyes met mine and a smile started. When they saw Dream it turned into a full-fledged grin. "What are you doing here?" I couldn't help it, I had to laugh, her expression was that of sheer contentment just for a small visit. "We have a surprise for you," I took her hand and we snuck out of the office and walked until I found the perfect spot. I pulled out a blanket and placed it under the shadows of a tree, delighting in the laughter of my wife and the echoing giggles of my daughter. I ate lunch with my wife and daugther. We ran around and played, watched a kite dance in the sky and talked. My wife, the smart one in the relationship appaently, had a camera in her purse and we had someone take our picture. It's framed on the desk in our office. Tomorrow we both go to work and leave our daughter in daycare. But I think that since today was such a success, I might have to try it again. Looking at the expressions of sheer happinees on our faces in the picture, I definitely think we have to. Author's note: I'm not quite sure if there is a daycare facility in the FBI building; if there isn't, there should be. Either way, for my purposes, I've created one and I'm sorry if you can't handle that. LOL. I'll probably encorporate it into other parts of this series. I hope you enjoyed this, feedback, as usual, is appreciated. In other words: EMAIL ME! Please please please?