Title: Happy Burpday Daddy! Author: Kelly J. Thompson Rating: PG Category: MSR, AU, Family fic, S, R, H, M POV Summary: Mulder's Birthday family style Spoilers: None in particular Disclaimer: This Mulder, Scully, and William belong to me. Their sadder and abandoned counterparts belong to mean ignorant people who shall remain nameless. Feedback: Adore it immensely and can be sent to foreverkel75@wmconnect.com Archive: Anywhere, just keep it as is Authors Notes: This story was written in response the Mulder's Birthday Challenge at the MSR Preservation Society. The William in this fic is based on my beautiful rambunctious two year old niece, Alleysa for whom cracks me up on a hourly basis. For the Purpose of this fic and because the only episode I watched was the Truth, season nine never happened. ******************** Happy Burpday Daddy! ******************** I woke to the shriek of "William!" and pounding little feet. Just as I sat up to get out of bed, the bedroom door burst open and my two and a half year old son ran in carrying an 8x10 picture frame and what appeared to be about three feet of wrapping paper. He then preceded to jump on top of me screaming "Hep me Dadee hep me." I snatched William up and sat him nicely on my lap. "Whoa, Sport, why do you need help?" He looks at me with what Scully says are my puppy dog eyes and starts to say something. It was at this point my exasperated, very pregnant wife waddled into the room. "William Joseph Mulder!" Our son immediately snuggled into my chest, dropping his booty. Scully walks over to us, with a sigh and grabs the paper and frame and slowly Lowers herself down beside us. "I'm so sorry, Mulder. I wanted you to be able to sleep in this morning, but your son had other ideas," she says with a chuckle. I look down at William and ruffle his dark brown hair. "What did you do, buddy? Smuggle your ol' dad his birthday presents." I say smiling down at him. He then launches himself off my legs and begins jumping excitedly on the bed, laughing in the way two year olds do. "Happy happy happy Burpday, Daddy! I stop his jumping and give him a hug and a kiss. "Thanks, Sport." I must have the goofiest, happiest look on my face because Scully laughs with me and lays her hand on my leg. "I've been coaching him to say that for a week, but he never even tried. Must've been saving it up until the right time." By this time our son had burrowed under the blankets doing his best gopher impression. I look at my wife sitting there laughing, and I thank a God that I've come to somewhat believe in that, she does that a lot more often now. I put my hand on her cheek, caressing it, and turning her head to face me. "Thank you, Scully, for everything." Nodding to our little gopher and my other hand rubbing over her swollen belly. Just as I was about to kiss her, our second little miracle or "number 2" as Scully affectionately refers to our new baby, gave my hand a swift kick. I smile and lean down toward my wife's belly and whisper "Well good morning to you too, Squirt." Scully laughs then admonishes me. "Mulder, stop calling the baby that." She emphasizes this statement with a light slap on my shoulder. "What!? It's an innocent nickname!" Sitting up and looking at her with my own puppy dog expression. She looks at me, raised eyebrow and all. "Was it not you who just last night said to Frohike all it takes is a little squirt to make a..." We feel a bounce that feels like a two hundred pound Tigger just bounced us and we hear a very loud "HAPPEE BURPDAY, DADDEE!" Scully and I look back at our beaming son and start laughing. William squeezes in between us and looks at the contents in his mother's hands then up at her. "Gibe Daddy pesnents now?" He asks clapping his hands. She smiles down to him and says, "okay, but just this one." She hands the frame to Will and he very proudly hands it to me. I take the present my smiling son has given to me, and ruffle his hair. "Thanks, Buddy." I look at the frame and run my fingers over the words "The Mulder Family" that are carved into the oak finished wood. I look at Scully with tears gathering in my eyes. "It's beautiful, Scully." I lean in and give her a soft kiss on the mouth. As I pull away I notice what's inside the frame. I look at the piece of paper inside with the frame with four stick people two big and two small drawn on it and little squiggles of color placed throughout and burst into laughter. "Scully did you draw this?" I ask through my chortles. She looks up at me "Yeah, and Will colored it." she said as she chuckles with me and she hugs him close to her. "Honey, I know I've been asking to have a family portrait done, but I didn't think you would draw me one! I love it though." "Glad you like it, Mulder, but it's just temporary. We are getting a real one taken after the baby comes, I wrote that on the bottom of the paper in there." I look down at the picture and do indeed see it written there. I lean over and give her another quick kiss. Then gather Will in my arms and tell him he did a good job coloring mommy's picture. He gives me a big smile then squirms out of my arms and to the floor. "I cawer nuver one." He says with a giggle as he runs into his room. "Well, Burpday Boy, that's my cue to make sure our son doesn't redecorate the house." She smiles and struggles to stand up. I get up and help her to her feet and wrap my arms around her. "I love you, Scully. " I whisper as I look into her eyes. "I love you too," she says as we hear giggles coming from Will's room. She pulls away and waddles to the door. She stops abruptly right outside the door with a gasp. "What happened, did Will already redo the hallway?" I ask with a little laugh. "No, Mulder, my water just broke." To be continued... ************** Thank God I finished this on time. A very big thanks Goes to Mary for the beta!