From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org
Date: Wed, 10 Nov 1999 18:02:13 -0600
Subject: Yes Sir, that's my baby by Josie Marchant
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Title: Yes Sir, that's my baby
Author: Josie Marchant
Summary: Mulder gets his just desserts. This is a weird one, I was in a strange mood when I wrote it. It's kind of humour/torture. There is Mulder torture of a different kind to what I normally write.
Rating : R for sexual themes and general gross stuff
Disclaimer: They are not mine, I am sorry Chris. Don't sue please!


"Shit" Mulder muttered as his car made that fatal choking sound when he attempted to start it. "What is with you car?" he shouted. Pulling his cell phone out of his pocket he punched in Scully's phone number, nothing. No signal, he looked at the display. 'LOW BATTERY' it blinked at him. "Oh my God, could this day get worse" he got out of the car and walked to the exit of the parking lot. The out of order sign on the elevator caused him to be more pissed as he marched towards the stairs.
  He walked out onto the street and crossed the road to a bar which had just opened the other week. "Well I've been meaning to try it" he thought to himself. Hanging up his coat he went up to order himself a beer. He sat quietly at the bar and asked the lady behind it if he could charge his cell up for a while. She nodded and took the phone off him, placing it behind the bar. 
 "Hello" came a voice, "penny for your thoughts?" Mulder looked up and smiled, an attractive blonde girl slid onto the seat next to him. "I'm Marsha" she extended a pretty arm. He shook her hand. 
 "Mulder" he said.
 "That's an odd name?"
 "It's my surname, my first name is Fox, but..." he shook his head "people don't use that" 
 "I like it, may I use it?"
 "Sure why not" Mulder shrugged. "Would you like a drink Marsha?" he gestured toward the bar. "I've had a hell of a day, my car's broken down, my cell phone is dead, and I'm here to have a rest" he smiled "care to join me?" he asked.
 "Sure thing Fox" she smiled. She was a pretty girl, couldn't have been more than 25, Mulder eyed her up and down, she certainly had a good figure on her. "What do you drink Fox?"
 "Anything really, I'm not normally a big drinker" he looked in his wallet and pulled out his credit card. "But after the day I've had..." he handed it to the barmaid. "Two tequila's please" he smiled.

Two hours later

 The room was spinning as Mulder tried to focus on the girl sitting infront of him, he swigged out of his beer bottle and sniggered as it dribbled down his chin.
 "Oh...Jeesh...I'm..I..I'm drunk" he giggled. He put his hand on Marsha's shoulder. "I think...you..I think you're nice" he slurred. Marsha smiled at him and put a hand on his knee. 
 "You want another drink honey?" she smiled.
 "I...I'm too drunk..Marsha..I...maybe I shouldn't" his words tumbled out of his mouth in incoherent babble.
 "Oh, come on, it's fun" she laughed. "You're a man aren't you?" she put a hand on his crotch, "you are a man" she teased. Mulder bit his lip and blushed as he felt himself go hard. 
 " 'k then" he slurred. "I'll have...a...a.."
 "Have a Vodka shot" she waved at the barmaid. "Shot of Vodka please" she said.
 "That for you, or your boyfriend here?" the barmaid asked. 
 "Me, he's had enough" Marsha laughed, she got up and placed herself on Mulder's lap, he wrapped his arms around her and rested his head on her shoulder more trying to stay on the chair than anything else. The shot was given to her and Marsha waited till the barmaid was elsewhere. She looked at Mulder and smiled. "Open your mouth baby" she said. Mulder obliged and Marsha tipped the liquid down. He gulped, the hot burning sensation in his throat made him gag slightly and he shuddered. "Okay?" she asked him.
 "Mmm" he murmured. "Gotta go home....now" he said, it actually came out as "goottagomomonow" but Marsha understood. 
 "Okay baby, you can come home with me, that okay?" she cupped his face in her hand and made him look at her. "Fox baby, that okay?" 
 "Yeah.....Mommy" he slurred, 
 "Aw, did your Momma used to call you baby?"
 "Yeah" he nodded and snuggled up to Marsha. "Shleep now....go shleep"
 "Oh no, not yet, we've got to get home first baby, come on now, I need you to walk with me baby, come on" she got up and pulled Mulder up, he draped one arm around her shoulder and leaned heavily on her. He staggered out of the bar with her, his feet not doing at all what he intended. She hailed a cab and pushed him into it, she followed, just as it drove off the barmaid came running out.
 "Hey Sir, your cell phone!" but the cab had already gone.

Dana Scully's apartment
Georgetown
6:00pm

"This is Fox Mulder, I'm not here, leave a message..beep"
 "Mulder it's me, where are you, we're meant to be doing this report. I've tried your cell, it's dead, call me" Scully put the phone down, she was at the annoyed stage at the moment. Mulder was meant to be there with her, and he was most likely watching some dirty movie while eating pizza. "That man!" she cursed. She busied herself with cooking dinner, although stopping to feed Queequeg. "Where is he hey?" she asked the fluffy dog as she stroked her. "Those thoughts I've had of marrying that guy...hmmm right out of the window" she smiled to herself  "he'd be late to the church" she muttered. "I'll give him till 10:00 then I'm going round there" she thought.

Marsha Jones' apartment
Alexandria
6:00pm

Mulder stumbled into the apartment, he was still being held up by Marsha, he looked a state, his shirt was hanging out, his tie was half undone and he had alcohol stains all down him. He fell onto the couch and lay there for a moment, the world was moving even when he shut his eyes. 
 "You okay there honey?" Marsha came over to him, she sat down beside the settee, "you know, you're a good looking man, how come you've not got a lady?" she gently ran a hand through his hair.
 "Mmm..keep doin' that" he slurred. "The...lady I want doesn't want me" he murmured. "She's special to me" he turned his head to look at Marsha and grinned a drunken smile. "I'm so drunk" he hiccuped. "Oopsh" he gave a laugh.
 "Shh" Marsha leant in and kissed him. "He returned the kiss, and it became longer, Marsha slid her tongue into his mouth and he did the same. "Fox baby, want to play?" she reached for his belt and pulled his pants down, within minutes they were making love on the floor. Mulder was clumsy, he was after all drunk and didn't have a clue what he was doing. He was so drunk that within ten minutes he had passed out. Marsha looked at him laying on the floor beside him and stroked his cheek. "now the fun begins baby boy" she snickered. "Now the fun begins"

Mulder's apartment
10:05pm

"Fox Mulder are you here?" Scully pushed open the door and strode into the apartment, there was no sign of him at all. "Mulder?" she pushed open the bathroom door, the lights were off, there was definitely nobody home. She pushed his answer machine button. Her message came up and then one from the lone gunmen. 
 "Mulder, it's Langley, where in the hell are you man? you were meant to call about that case. Call us when you get in" 
 "Where are you then?" Scully thought to herself. "Mulder, you keep ditching me" she sighed.

Marsha Jones' apartment
6:00am

Mulder squinted against the light shining into his eyes, he was laying on the floor, flat on his back.
 "Oh....man what did I do last night" he went to bring his hand up to his eyes, but realised he couldn't move. "What the...." he was restrained, he looked down at his legs, they were restrained too, he was also wearing the strangest outfit. "Dreaming Mulder, you're dreaming buddy, I have not got a t shirt which says Mommy's special boy on it. Wake up" he looked again, he was most definitely awake, and his legs were cold, he was wearing a pair of red shorts. "What the hell is going on" he said outloud.
 "Oh hello there" came a voice "look who's awake" Marsha came over, Mulder squinted at her. Then he remembered.
 "Oh hi" he said. "Uh....what's goin' on?"
 "Shh, it's okay honey, I'm here" she bent down by him and gently stroked his hair. 
 "Uh...want to untie me?" he said. 
 "Fox, if I did that then you'd get up and go away" Marsha said, "I need to look after you"
 "Where am I?" he looked around him.
 "You're at home baby, you are silly aren't you Fox?" she smiled. "My little boy"
 "Marsha....I'm not your little boy" Mulder quipped "If I was, then what we did last night was kinda sick huh?" 
 "What are you talking about honey, have you been having bad dreams baby?"
 "I think I'm having one now" Mulder shut his eyes. He felt a hand stroking his cheek. "I'd like to go home now" he said opening one eye.
 "You are home" Marsha stated. "Come on honey, sit up" she said.
 "I can't, these make it hard" he looked at the restraints. 
 "Okay, if I untie you, will you be a good boy and stay still"
 "Okay" Mulder nodded, he really wasn't sure what he was dealing with here. He'd been kidnapped before, and he'd been beaten and tortured, but being treated like a baby, this was a new one on him. Marsha untied him and he sat up, he felt his head swim as he sat up. A wave of nausea came over him and he put his hand over his mouth. "I'm going to be sick" he gulped. Marsha was straight there with a bucket as Mulder heaved. She rubbed his back and gently cooed at him. 
 "There there baby, it's okay. Shh it's okay"  it actually felt quite good having her rub his back as he was sick, but at the same time he was getting a little concerned. More concern came over him when he was Marsha produce a needle.
 "What's that?" he asked her.
 "Oh Fox, just a little something to help you relax baby" she jabbed it into his arm.
 "Ow....shit" he shouted. "That hurt"
 "I'm sorry honey" Marsha kissed his arm where she injected him "you'll feel okay in a minute baby" Mulder stared at her, within seconds he had a really odd feeling come over him. His head lolled back against the couch and he gave a smile. "Good stuff hey Fox?" she said to him.
 "Yeah....." he gave a grin. "Wha' is i' " he slurred. He felt like he was floating.
 "That's for me to know baby" Marsha smiled. She kissed his cheek. He gave another giggle, he slid down and lay on the floor, reaching a hand up he put it on Marsha's cheek, although it wasn't Marsha, it was his Mother.
 "Mom" he slurred.
 "Fox baby, you okay?" came the voice. This was one hell of a hallucination. 
 "Momma?" he questioned again. 
 "Yes baby it's Mommy" Teena Mulder smiled. "Silly boy" she tickled his tummy. He laughed as she gently stroked his chest. "You're my baby boy Fox" she said.
 "Baby...boy" he repeated. 
 "Do you know how old you are now?" she asked him. Mulder stared at her, the question seemed too hard, how old was he. This was his Mother, she looked quite young, like he remembered her when he was little. Was he little, he didn't know. "Fox baby, do you know?" the lady repeated.
 "Mommy?" he murmured.
 "Oh that's okay baby, you're only two honey, only two" she smiled.
 "Two?" Mulder thought to himself. "I'm two" he felt himself slipping further into the drugged state he was in "two...I'm...two" he shut his eyes.

X files office
10:00am

"Where is Mulder?" AD Skinner walked into the office.
 "Good question sir, I don't know" Scully was now concerned. His car was found in the parking lot, he certainly didn't leave in that last night, the battery is totally dead" 
 "Okay, and you've had no contact with him at all?"
 "No sir, he was meant to come to my apartment last night, he never showed up. I'm a bit concerned sir, this isn't really like him. Plus the fact his car is here is strange"
 "Yes, it is" The AD stated. "I don't like this Scully, I think we should try and retrace his steps"
 "I'll call him again first sir, maybe he went to see his Mother. I'll call her"  Scully reached for the phone.

Marsha Jones' apartment
12:00pm

Mulder looked at Marsha, as she sat opposite him, all he could see was his Mother,  Teena Mulder smiling at him. He smiled back as he felt her stroke his hair.
 "Mommy" he grinned back at her.
 "You hungry Fox?" she asked. "I've got lots of treats for you baby" she showed him the vast array of cakes and biscuits she had. "You can eat them all honey, come on baby, eat up" she handed him a cake and he gulped it down. The chocolate was a great taste.  He ate it all and greedily reached out for another. Marsha smiled, she couldn't believe this was working. This guy did actually believe that she was his Mother, the powerful dose of LSD mixed with a morphine concentrate had done it's job. She could Mother him and spoil him as much as she wanted to, and he would let her. Mulder was to be the baby she lost. She put a hand on her tummy. 
  

Two weeks later
Scully's apartment.

"Still nothing" she paced up and down "where the hell is he, and who the hell was that woman he left the bar with" she muttered.
 "Did the barmaid give any details" Frohicke asked.
 "No. Said she'd never seen her before, but that Mulder was so drunk that he couldn't stand. That doesn't sound like him at all, and for him to leave his cell phone behind and his coat with his badge and gun inside it....this is really bad Frohicke...really bad"
 "We'll find him Dana, he'll be okay" Frohicke put a hand on her shoulder "Mulder's tough, he'll be cool"

Marsha Jones' apartment
7:00pm

"Shh honey, go to sleep now" Marsha tucked the care bear comforter over Mulder and administered another shot of the drug. He yelped in pain. "Sorry baby, sorry"
 "Not...tired" he went to sit up, "hungry" he whined. The drug had really messed up his mind now, when he looked at Marsha he only ever saw his Mother, he had forgotten nearly everything else. As far as he was concerned he was two years old. The drug had a side effect of making him starving hungry all the time and Marsha was only too pleased to fill him with all the junk food she could find. He was starting to fill out quite a bit. Two weeks of junk food non stop does nothing for a person's physique and the effects of the drug and the binge eating were beginning to show. "Momma" he whined. 
 "Okay honey, here we go, eat this honey" she handed him a twinkie and he wolfed it down. Marsha sat behind him and gathered him into her arms. Nuzzling up against him she kissed his head. "Who loves Fox?" she said. 
 "Mommy does" he giggled. 
 "That's right baby, now shh bedtime baby, bedtime" she rocked him gently and sang to him. Soon he was snoring peacefully. She rested a hand on his swelling belly and stroked it. "You're turning into a little dumpling baby" she laughed. "My cuddly dumpling" she whispered.

The Lone Gunmen's place
11:00pm

"Hey Scully, we got the surveillance footage from the bar" Langley said, "our boy was in a state though" 
 "Let me see, Jeez, he's really drunk huh" she stared as the woman landed herself on her partners lap. "What was he doing, she looks like a hooker" 
 "Well we matched her up with some records and we've found her" Byers pressed a button and a profile came up. "Marsha Jones, she was committed  three years ago after suffering a breakdown after a miscarriage, she was quite the nut case. Baby crazy, she was charged with stealing a baby from a hospital in Michigan, but was certified psychologically insane, so she was put into an institution rather than jail"
 "What would she want with Mulder?" Scully asked. "If she has him"
 "Your guess is as good as mine" Byers shrugged. "We're getting closer Scully, we'll find him don't worry"


 Two more weeks passed by, he had been gone for a month, and they seemed to be no closer to tracking them down. Scully was anxious and frightened, Mulder had been held captive before, but never for this long. She wasn't even certain that this woman had him, he could have just been lying dead somewhere for all she knew, and the pain of not knowing, was even worse.
 "Oh Fox, where are you" Scully sat down in her apartment and let the tears fall down her face. "I need you Mulder, please come back to me" she sobbed.

Marsha's apartment.

Marsha gently rubbed the shampoo into Mulder's hair and he splashed around with the bubbles. He looked up at her and smiled as she rinsed out the no more tears formula shampoo.
 "You getting hungry again honey?" she asked him. 
 "Yeah....kiss Mommy" he puckered his lips and she kissed him, he returned to his toy boat in the bath content and happy as the pseudo Teena Mulder bathed him. 
"Fox, it's time for medication again soon baby" she brandished the needle. He squirmed in the bath. "I'm sorry honey, but you need it. You know Mommy wouldn't hurt you don't you" he nodded and held out his arm. Marsha stuck him with the needle, this was so easy. He trusted her now, and he was eating right out of her hand. "Come on then, let's dry you off and get some dinner into you" she wrapped a towel around him and he stepped out of the bath. He was getting big now, he had put on about 25 to 30 lbs within the month and it was showing. His usual lean frame was now podgy and saggy. Marsha thought he looked cute. She got him into sweat pants and a t shirt and led him by the hand into the front room. Setting him down infront of the television she put Mary Poppins into the VCR and went into the kitchen to fix dinner. She got the pizza out of the oven and put some French fries with it. She blended a chocolate milkshake for him with extra ice-cream and brought it out. He greedily !
looked at the food on the tray and ate it down quickly.
 "What's for pudding Mommy" he asked her when he was done.
 "What would you like baby?" Marsha stroked his pudgy cheek. "Ice cream?"
 "With marshmallows?" he asked.
 "Chocolate sauce too Fox?" she asked him. 
"Yeah" he grinned. Marsha tickled his tummy and went back out to the kitchen. She pulled out the ice cream from the freezer and spooned a huge helping into a bowl, putting marshmallows and chocolate sauce over it she laughed. 
 "He is such a cutie" she thought "my baby Fox" she sprinkled some chocolate flakes on it and took it out to Mulder on the couch. He smiled at her and let her spoon feed him the ice-cream. Within ten minutes it was all gone. He lay down with his head on her lap and she stroked his hair. It came to the part in the movie where Mary Poppins was singing a lullaby to the kids. As the tune began Mulder's eyes became droopy as Julie Andrews' voice lulled him to sleep.
-don't you sleep, don't rest your head,
-don't lay down upon your bed
-while the moon drifts in the sky
-stay awake don't close your eyes

Mulder snuggled up to the lady he believed to be his Mother and slept.

3:00am

Mulder stirred in his sleep, he rolled over and felt very uncomfortable. 
 "Scully" he murmured, he sat up and looked down at himself, his bloated tummy caught his eye. "Oh...oh jeez...what the hell" he sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Where am I ?" he tried to stand up but the drug had made him very woozy, he crashed into the table and knocked the wind out of himself. The noise woke Marsha, she cursed, every night she had set the alarm so that she could administer the drug to Mulder, it hadn't gone off. She came outside to find Mulder getting up off the floor. "Wh..what's goin' on?" he asked, everything seemed blurry. He caught sight of his reflection in the mirror and his eyes widened. "That's not a flattering mirror" he joked. "I look like I've got three chins" he rubbed his eyes. Marsha came over to him. "Wha...who are you?" Mulder stared, "I'm dreaming am I?" he rubbed his eyes. "I'm..what?" he was so disorientated. "Scully, that you?" he called. Marsha looked at him and shook her head. 
 "You're in the hospital Fox" she said quietly. 
 "Doesn't look like it?" he looked around. "Why am I here?" he asked. "What's happened to me...I look fat" he looked at his tummy hanging over his sweat pants. "What's happening"
 "Shh, it's okay, come here" Marsha smiled, she pulled the needle out of her back pocket and filled it double the amount she normally did. "Fox this'll help you sleep, and then when you wake up you'll be okay honey" she said, "Scully said you had to have this"
 "She did?" Mulder asked "okay...she coming to see me?"
 "I'm sure she'll be here soon honey, now lie down and be good" she stuck the needle in his arm and his eyes closed. "That was close" she sighed.

Two months later
Marsha's apartment
11:00am

"Oh honey, you are growing aren't you?" Marsha smiled as she showed Fox the XXL size t shirt, "you're in big boy clothes now" Mulder looked at her and sucked on his fingers.
 "Breakfast time now Mommy?" he asked. She nodded, "pancakes?" he asked as she pulled up his sweat pants.
 "Yeah, with syrup and ice cream too baby?" she asked. He nodded. "Come here a minute baby, stand on these" she pulled out the scales and he hopped on. "Wow" she bit her lip. "Mommy's really giving you too much food Fox" she stated as the needle hovered at 260lbs. She laughed and thought to herself "if Scully ever does find you, she won't want you back big boy" she giggled. Mulder followed her out to the kitchen, the drug made him stagger as well. He heavily sat down at the table and set about playing with the building blocks on there.
 "Where's Daddy" he suddenly asked. "Mommy?" he looked up, she hadn't bargained for that one, he'd never asked any questions like that before.
 "He's at work honey, away on business" Marsha answered. 
 "I miss Daddy" Mulder rubbed his eyes.
 "Me too baby, me too. Here's your pancakes, now you eat them up honey" she kissed his head and watched him devour the sugar coated syrup soaked ice-cream covered pancakes. It was not really an attractive sight, but to her he looked lovely. To her he was her Fox, and to him she looked like his Mommy. The hallucinogen did nothing to tell him otherwise. 

Scully's apartment

The phone rang and she picked it up,
 "Scully" came her tired response.
 "Dana, we've got her" Frohicke stated. "We know where she is, and if she has Mulder he'll be there too"
 "Hicke, it's been nearly 3 months, how do you know he's alive"
 "Dana, come on, we could get him back here. Get over here"
 "Okay, I'll be there in an hour" Scully put the phone down. She had accepted the idea that Mulder was gone, that he had been killed. There had been no sign of him at all, and no reports of  Marsha Jones. So as she got in the car and travelled to the LG hideout she had little hope.


Marsha Jones' apartment. 

Mulder sat on the floor munching on a packet of froot loops. He liked the taste of them dry. Marsha looked in the cupboards, there was little food left. 
 "Fox" she called.
 "Yeah?" he looked at her his mouth full of cereal. 
 "Honey, I've got to go shopping, you'll be okay won't you just for a bit"
 "Momma" he whined.
 "Come on Fox, be brave now" she came over to him, "it's time for your medicine anyway" he nodded and held out his arm, his podgy arm was bruised from all the needle pricks but he didn't really notice. The drug had him in a stoned two year old state anyway, so he wasn't aware of much. His eyes flickered shut and Marsha tucked a blanket over him and snuggled him up to a big teddy bear. "See you soon pudgy Foxy" she patted his fat belly and left the apartment.
 
Surveillence truck 
 
"She's gone out, come on let's go" Byers and Frohike crept with Scully up to the door of the building, having another quick look around Scully used her lockpick and let them in. Climbing the stairs they went into the front room. Scully's eyes fell on the sleeping figure on the floor.
 "Mulder" she said, she went to him half expecting to see an emaciated thin figure, she was shocked to find the exact opposite. "Fox....my God, what the hell has she done to you" she ran a hand through his hair. He stirred and looked up at her. Now he knew that face, where from he wasn't sure, but he knew her. "Mulder, it's me it's Scully, can you hear me"
 "Mom" he looked around. 
 "Jesus christ" Frohicke came over "hey there big boy" 
 "Shut up a second Hicke, I don't know what the hell he's been given, but by the state of his arm. Come on Fox, up we get" she went to pull him up, but needed assistance. He was unsteady on his feet as they dragged him out of the apartment. Langley stared at the surviellence monitor as he saw Scully, Byers, Frohicke and a very fat and bloated Mulder coming towards the trailer. Mulder was disorientated to say the least and quite distressed. 
 "Momma" he cried.
 "Fox, it's okay" Scully rubbed his back. "You'll be okay, this stuff'll wear off soon I hope. Let's get him back to mine" they got to Scully's apartment and pushed Mulder in, once on the couch he slept. Scully stared at him and shook her head. "Three months" she said, "he's put on about 98lbs"
 "He don't look to good for it either" Langley shook his head. 
 "Well, at least he's alive" Byers stated, "he certainly didn't go without did he?"
 "No, look guys, he's going to be upset when he comes round, I'll deal with him okay?" 
 "You want us to go?" Langley asked.
 "Yeah please" Scully smiled. "Thanks for your help boys" she showed them the door.

6:00pm

"Oh....oh God" Mulder rolled off the couch with a bang. 
 "Mulder?" Scully came out of the kitchen and looked at him.
 "Scully.....what...what the hell's happened...shit..shit" he stood up and looked down at himself. "Scully?"
 "It's okay Mulder, now I don't know what the hell happened, but you were kidnapped, and you...well you were fed" she swallowed nervously. 
 "My car...didn't start I went to a bar...drank to much and...why...why am I like this?" he had tears in his eyes.
 "Mulder, that was three months ago, come and sit down" Scully sat down on the couch with him and put her hand on his big leg. "I don't know what this lady did to you, but you've put on a bit of weight honey" she was trying to be gentle.
 "A bit?" he looked down at his tummy "I...I...I'm a whale" he sobbed.
 "Okay sweetheart, shh" Scully took as much of him into her arms as she could and held him. "We can get you back to normal  Fox, I promise" she kissed his cheek. "I'm just pleased I've got you back, lots of you" she kissed him again. 
 "Scully" Mulder murmured.
 "Yes Mulder?"
 "I'm hungry"

FIN

Well that's it; bizzare story but what did you reckon?

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