"Scully." He swallows, a new ache under his ribs. "How could I not?"
She's the only thing he remembers wanting, aside from an end to all the torture, while he was gone. She's the only thing he wants now - though even he might be able to acknowledge, privately, that it's easier to say that when he doesn't have access to the X-files. A kid, he's unsure about, but not for the kid's sake. He has no idea how to raise a child, what you should say to it and how old it should be before you let it stay up until nine PM.
But it'd be half Scully's, too, and she clearly knows what she's doing. He could be the fun dad, and he'd see every bit of Scully inside that boy and love him just for being part of her. He could do that, he thinks, whether it's from a distance or inside the same apartment. (House? A kid should have a house, it needs a yard to run around in.)
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She's the only thing he remembers wanting, aside from an end to all the torture, while he was gone. She's the only thing he wants now - though even he might be able to acknowledge, privately, that it's easier to say that when he doesn't have access to the X-files. A kid, he's unsure about, but not for the kid's sake. He has no idea how to raise a child, what you should say to it and how old it should be before you let it stay up until nine PM.
But it'd be half Scully's, too, and she clearly knows what she's doing. He could be the fun dad, and he'd see every bit of Scully inside that boy and love him just for being part of her. He could do that, he thinks, whether it's from a distance or inside the same apartment. (House? A kid should have a house, it needs a yard to run around in.)