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[jowls]

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[jowls]

[ There's a long pause, like close to an hour. But eventually, the reply is a shot of their bedspread - smooth only because Scully made the bed that morning, no doubt - and an array of photos of William in minimalist black frames. He's put everything he could find in a frame, aside from the tiny picture he keeps in his wallet; that one's staying with him until William comes back. ]

[rockitlike]

[ The flip side of their extraordinary experiences is that deeply mundane things become remarkable. All the things that have never lined up before-- a home to share, the bravery to talk about what they've lost, the photographs, the hope for a future-- are falling into place. ]

They look great.

[ She'll bring out the rest, when she gets home-- the other few of William, the one of Mulder holding their son; the Sims' photographs of Emily; the one, small picture she'd kept of the little girl's grave. ]

Thank you for doing it.

[jowls]

[ He's not entirely sure how he feels, but not for any good reason - just a nagging instinct, are we turning our house into a mausoleum? He doesn't want the kid to grow up surrounded by ghosts, living in the shadows of people she'll never know. But what's the alternative? Not knowing them at all.

And she has to know William and Emily. Her grandparents. Samantha. ]

I got some extras, too.

For other old photos, or new ones.

[rockitlike]

[ Whatever they call her, their daughter will be in part a Scully; being surrounded by ghosts is pretty much a given. It is, she thinks, the best way through a difficult problem. Better to stick to the facts, even when they're hard ones, than to hide the broken branches of the family tree. ]

Tasteful, matching frames might be the strangest part of all of this for us.

[jowls]

[ The strange thing about fatherhood, now that he can experience it as anything besides the random strike of a lightning bolt, is the way it calls to mind everything rotten about his own youth. What they're doing isn't what his father would have done - or his mother, for that matter. And maybe that's where that instinctive worry comes from, their insistence on repressing talk of his sister, rather than letting her loss live in the open. What if they were right? What if he screws up the only kid they have left?

(What if there is no right, and he's going to screw the kid up either way?) ]

I can get something tacky to clash with the rest of them.
Maybe an American flag printed one? I bet they have those at the dollar store.

[rockitlike]

I don't have an emoji for a full-body shudder.

[jowls]

What's wrong, Scully? You don't want some good old-fashioned patriotism in the living room?
That's where we'll put the pregnancy photos with the gauzy scarves.

[rockitlike]

We'll need a bald eagle for the shoot, then.

[jowls]

I'll requisition one from the Bureau.

[rockitlike]

You're really leaning into the nesting instinct. I like it.

[jowls]

Maybe I just want to see you with a raptor perched on your fist.

[rockitlike]

Do you know how big those birds are?

[jowls]

Simultaneously bigger than you'd think and smaller than you'd hope.

[rockitlike]

Too big to be a two-hander for me, even.

[jowls]

Then it'll just have to be an inexplicable American flag picture frame.
Maybe I can find one with a Bible verse painted on it.

[rockitlike]

Why would you put that in our home when you have to look at it too?

[jowls]

To be completely honest, I'd probably keep it just long enough to see the look on your face.

Now, the Roswell picture frame, that's going to be a family heirloom.

[rockitlike]

You're impossible.

[jowls]

You love it.

[rockitlike]

I do.

[jowls]

[ Give it another hour, and he'll have another photo for her - this one of the ugliest frame he could find at the thrift store sitting on a bookshelf, a photo of the two of them in it. ]

Couldn't find an American flag one.

[rockitlike]

[ It's awful, and for reasons she can't totally comprehend, she's so touched by it she can't breathe for a moment. They're keeping it forever. ]

We can do a pregnancy shoot if you really want to. No live animals, no pyrotechnics.

[jowls]

Do you want a pregnancy shoot?

[rockitlike]

For myself? No. I think they're silly and usually a little tacky.

But... would it be good to have that? So she grows up seeing us right now, like this-- waiting to meet her?

[jowls]

That's the thing: I don't really want one, either. If we're going to go that far, we might as well go get glamour shots done and call it a day.

We take pictures sometimes already. We could print them off the cloud.