[ There are any number of reasons Scully is determined to work through as much of her pregnancy as possible. The biggest one admittedly might be sheer stubbornness. For now it really hasn't been an issue-- no one can really tell, and she isn't sharing; she's taking it fairly easy, but staying occupied keeps her from fretting too much. Very little about their lives is normal, and she's come to cherish that; especially their unexpected tendency towards miracles. But work is a little corner of normalcy that keeps her grounded.
Maybe, though, the biggest advantage to working is that it means she gets to come home every day, cruising down their endless driveway to a house that again feels like theirs-- maybe now more than it ever did before. It's not just Mulder's relentless nesting and his newfound interest in cooking-- though she never could've imagined him doing either. Something about committing to a future, however she's sidewound her way to doing it, has finally let her relax a little. She's stopped pretending she's only staying over a while, started folded clothes in the drawers, put her little collection of old books back on a shelf.
Setting her purse on a table and hanging her coat, she heads toward the nursery-to-be. ]
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Maybe, though, the biggest advantage to working is that it means she gets to come home every day, cruising down their endless driveway to a house that again feels like theirs-- maybe now more than it ever did before. It's not just Mulder's relentless nesting and his newfound interest in cooking-- though she never could've imagined him doing either. Something about committing to a future, however she's sidewound her way to doing it, has finally let her relax a little. She's stopped pretending she's only staying over a while, started folded clothes in the drawers, put her little collection of old books back on a shelf.
Setting her purse on a table and hanging her coat, she heads toward the nursery-to-be. ]
Are you ready for us?