TITLE: Baby William
EMAIL ADDRESS: firstname.lastname@example.org
DISTRIBUTION STATEMENT: Gossamer and by request.
SPOILER WARNING: After 'The Truth'
KEYWORDS: Mulder, Scully, William, MSR
SUMMARY: New Year's Eve 2002.
This story is part of my series following the episode 'The Truth.'
Previous vignettes are located on this page:
DISCLAIMER: These characters do not belong to me.
NOTE: Thanks to Sallie, my wonderful beta reader!
Mommy won't stop crying and Daddy holds me too tightly sometimes.
But I'm glad I'm home, my real home.
I loved being with Granna this year. She talked to me all the time
and told me how much Mommy and Daddy love me. I was confused when I
was in Wyoming, but I wasn't there all that long. I don't really
understand things very well, I'm only a few months shy of two years
old, you know.
Granna told me my adoptive parents hadn't given me up because they
didn't care about me. They did it because it was the right thing to
do. I still don't understand why they would give me back to the
Scully family. I guess I'll have to wait until I'm older to find
Granna told me I would get a big surprise for Christmas this year
and I couldn't wait. We watched the Grinch and all my other
Christmas movies for a week before Mr. Skinner came and got us. We
all got on a plane and flew for a long time.
Mr. Skinner kept on talking to Granna about the great 'deal' he got
Mommy and Daddy. I don't understand that word but I know that the
'deal' got me back where I belong, so it must be a good thing.
Granna was crying a lot on the way to Los Angeles. Mr. Skinner cried
too, but I think he was trying to hide it from Granna.
We got off the plane at the airport and Mommy and Daddy ran up to us
in the airport. Daddy looks funny in his beard and blonde hair. I
shouldn't remember that much about him, having only seen him for a
few days after I was born. 'Cept Mommy kept showing me his pictures
and playing his voice on a little tape recorder. She even had a
video of him from a FBI seminar he was in. It was hard to see his
face, but I could hear him talk. I must have watched that one a
million times since I was a baby. Granna even had it up in New York.
I'm gonna miss Ana, my 'nanny.' She wasn't really my nanny; she was
with Granna and me to protect us. We were in a small town in New
York and if Ana was with us we could go to the grocery store and even
out to the mall. She was a Marine. Mr. Skinner knew her Daddy and
she was always carrying her gun around. No one was supposed to see
it but I knew she had it.
Granna told me to never, ever pick up a gun. I didn't understand
that when I was younger but now I know that little kids shouldn't
have guns. I know that because I watched the news sometimes when
Granna fell asleep. She didn't know I was changing the channel
without the remote, and I wasn't about to tell her. I don't think I
can tell Mommy and Daddy either. They might get mad. Mommy got so
upset about my mobile, I don't think she'd like to know what I can do
I must be a lot smarter than other kids my age because I don't hear
the stuff I think about in their minds. They are mostly thinking
about food, cartoons, or their stuffed animals. I think about all
that stuff too, but not constantly. I like to watch TV and I can
read some words already. Nobody knows about that yet. I saw on TV
that some kids can read when they are three or four. Maybe I'll be
able to read too. Right now I can just make out the letters and a
few words, just the stuff I learn on Sesame Street.
We had a big Christmas celebration in someplace called Los Angeles
at Mommy and Daddy's condo. Unca Bill and Auntie Tara came with my
cousin Matty. He's four years old now and he can't read anything but
his letters and numbers. I don't think he's stupid, just different
than me. We get along real well. He likes to hold me in his lap
while we watch cartoons and he is gentle with me when he picks me up.
I got lots of good presents for Christmas... lots of stuffed animals
and a whole bunch of little cars and ships from Uncle Bill. I'm not
allowed to touch all of them yet because I'm too young to play with
them. I want to tell everyone I won't swallow them, but I don't
think they'll believe me.
I also got a whole lot of fun videos to watch. We never kept them
back in New York, just returned them to the store every few days.
We didn't have that much stuff there, but Granna told me all my old
stuff would be shipped to LA soon. Mr. Skinner had stored all of
Mommy and Daddy's things for them and the government was paying to
send it to them.
Mommy and Daddy can go back to the FBI if they want, I guess. I'm
not really sure what that is, but I know that if you're in it you
carry a gun and save people in trouble. I don't think they've made
up their minds what to do yet. They want to stay in LA and they
don't want to get new partners. So, they have to wait and see what
Mr. Skinner can find for them to do.
Granna is going to go live in San Diego with Unca Bill and Aunty
Tara. She says they have an extra bedroom for her and they will be
needing her help soon. I don't really know what kind of help that
might be, but right now Tara needs help getting around because of her
really big tummy.
I guess she's having a baby, but I still don't understand how the
baby gets out of there. I didn't get to see that on TV yet, but I'm
sure I will now that we have cable and I can watch The Learning
Channel. I have to be careful that no one sees me change the channel
Tonight is New Year's Eve and we had a really nice party, with cake
and ice cream. We are all going to watch some ball drop in a place
called Times Square at midnight, even though it's already dropped
already and it's just a replay. Granna says it's a tradition in the
family to watch together if they can. Mommy and Daddy are sitting
close together on the couch and I'm on Granna's lap. Unca Bill and
Auntie Tara are over on the loveseat, holding hands. Matty is asleep
on their laps and everyone thinks I'm asleep on Granna's lap.
The countdown starts and the ball starts falling, falling toward the
bottom of the screen. Mommy and Daddy are looking at each other with
tears in their eyes. They're holding hands and looking at me when
they aren't staring at one another. Granna is smiling at them and
they smile back at her.
Five, four, three, two, one... at midnight everyone says "Happy New
Year!" Then Mommy and Daddy kiss for a real long time, longer than
Unca and Auntie. Granna leans down and kisses me on the forehead and
I know she has tears in her eyes because one slips down on me.
Nobody knows I'm still awake on Granna's lap. I smile and close my
eyes. I'm finally back where I belong.
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