Title: Adventures in Babysitting
Author: Langleigh
E-mail: Langleigh75@cs.com
Category: SR
Keywords: Charliefic, Reyesfic, Charlie/Reyes Romance
Spoilers: Nothing Important Happened Today I & II , whatever else I feel like
Ratings: PG/PG13
Disclaimers: The X-Files, and all characters shown or mentioned therein, belong to Chris Carter, 1013 and FOX.
Archiving: Ephemeral, Gossamer, XFMU, DWLR, Charliefic Archive, Azar--anywhere you wish to put it, Auburnished (for Open_R_Eyes) and my own site. Anywhere else MUST ASK me for archiving permission.
Summary: While babysitting for Dana, Monica Reyes meets the youngest Scully sib.
Feedback: Please send positive feedback and constructive criticism to Langleigh75@cs.com.
Author's Notes: I'm submitting this to the Charliefic Archive's Fic Challenge, but the idea actually started brew a little while ago. I'm just using the Challenge as a facilitator. ;-) Need to find out about the fic challenge? Go here: http://www.geocities.com/charliefic/

And thanks to Azar for the beta reading. :-)

"Adventures in Babysitting"
Part 1: First Impressions

"Okay," Dana Scully said as she handed her son, William, over to Monica Reyes. "His diapers and clothes are in my bedroom," here she pointed to the door she'd just exited a few moments before with William in her arms. "As is his bassinet... but you can move that out here if you need to." She paused, waiting for Reyes to acknowledge what she'd said. The other woman smiled and nodded. "I expressed enough milk to last him the rest of the night," Scully went on. "I just hope I don't leak on the way to airport." This comment was accompanied by a wry smile. "Everyone talks about how great mother's milk is for your child, but they always fail to mention the simplest drawbacks." Again Reyes smiled. "Anyway, feel free to help yourself to anything in my refrigerator, and Monica--"


"Thanks again for watching William tonight."

"It's no problem, Dana, really. I'm just honored you asked me. Besides, I love kids."

"Yeah, well... I just hope he isn't too much of an handful. " Scully replied with less certainty. Then she turned her attention to her son and her voice grew soft and warm. "Be a good boy for Auntie Monica, sweet Willie," she cooed, kissing the boy on the top of his head.

"Bye!" she said as she headed out the door.

Monica Reyes laughed as she watched her friend go. Then she looked down at the child in her arms. "Well, I guess it's just you and me, huh, Will?" The baby boy gurgled happily in reply.


Monica had just put William in his bassinet when her cell phone began to vibrate. "Monica Reyes," she answered it.

"It's me," Scully's voice informed her. "I'm going to be a little late... my brother's plane was delayed. Is that okay with you?" Scully sounded worried.

"It's fine, Dana. Will is asleep and I'm just going to sit down and watch some tv."

"Oh... TV, huh?"

"Yeah, and if nothing good's on, I thought I saw some videos on you shelves. Would you mind if I pawed through them?"

"Sure, no problem. Kiss Willie for me, and tell him Mommy will be home soon." With that, Scully was gone and Monica put her phone away.

A few minutes later, she was channel surfing. In the next room, Scully's son lay gurgling in his bed--no longer asleep--while the mobile above his bed spun slowly of its own volition.

The squeaking, however, drew Monica's attention. She set the remote aside and went to investigate. When she saw the little boy waving at his mobile while it made another slow rotation, she had to chuckle. Scully had said he was special, but Monica certainly hadn't expected this.

"You like that don't you, little guy?" she asked, leaning over the bassinet. She was about to pick him up, when a knock came at the door. "Sorry, Willie," she said, smoothing his hair. "I'd better go see who that is."

As she crossed the room, there was another rap at the door. "I'm coming, I'm coming," Monica muttered under her breath. She peered through the peephole and was greeted with the sight of a strangely familiar looking redheaded man. He knocked again, and this time called out tentatively, "Dana? Are you there?"

Monica wondered who it could be and what he wanted with Scully. She made sure the security chain was latched and opened the door hesitantly.

"Dana?" the man asked as the door opened.

"No... " Monica told him. "She's out right now." She eyed him more closely. Something about him looked so damned familiar, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

The man sighed. "She must have already gone to the airport, huh?"

"Yeah... how'd you know that?"

"She was supposed to pick me up," he said, chuckling to himself.

"Charlie???" Monica was surprised. She opened the door a little more until the chain was pulled tight and straight. In the apartment behind her, baby William began to cry.

"Is that my nephew?" the stranger asked. "I'd love to see him..." he took a step closer to the door.

"Hold it," Monica said. "How do I know you're really Dana's little brother?" There had been too many weird things happening lately, and Monica knew better than to let a total stranger near little Willie. For all she knew, this guy could be an alien replacement sent to take the boy away.

The man seemed startled. "Well... ummm..." he floundered for a bit and stuck a hand inside his jacket. Monica tensed, fearing a gun and wishing her own wasn't on Scully's coffee table. She let a sigh of relief when his hand withdrew from the jacket with nothing more than a man's wallet. "My driver's license," he offered, handing the wallet over to her.

Monica took wallet and examined the driver's license. It looked authentic, but then, most ID's could easily be faked in this age of computer technology.

"Turn around," she said, handing the wallet back to him.


"Can you turn around please?" she asked a little more nicely this time. She hated having to do this. The guy was good-looking as hell, and if he did turn out to be Scully's brother, this would definitely make a bad first impression. "And back up towards me." She was a little surprised when he followed her directions.

"Okay," he said. "but I don't see what for."

"I just have to see something," she replied, feeling the back of his neck. No bumps, spikes or anything out of the ordinary presented itself to her touch... except for the goose bumps that rose on his skin at the near-intimacy of her touch. "Sorry," she muttered. She felt herself begin to blush and was thankful that he couldn't see it.

From inside the apartment, William's screaming was becoming too insistent too ignore.

"Maybe you should just go check on little Willie," he told her. Monica nodded, shutting the door in his face. She was halfway to William's bassinet when it dawned on her that the stranger had known exactly what Dana called her son.

"What do you think, little guy?" she asked as she changed his diaper. "Is that handsome man outside your uncle?"


"Monica?" Dana Scully's voice filled the apartment.

Monica turned to see her friend standing behind her... and standing behind her friend was the redheaded stranger.

"Why did I come home to find my baby brother sitting outside my door?" her voice sounded stern, but it also held a note of laughter.

"I... I..." Monica fumbled with a good excuse.

"It's okay, sis," the man now *known* to be Charlie Scully said. "I kind of surprised her by showing up unannounced. Given the circumstances, I would think less of her if she'd just opened the door." Then he grinned broadly. "However, I would *love* to know why she checked the back of my neck."

Scully fixed Charlie with a shocked look. "She didn't? You didn't."

"I'm sorry, Dana, I had to make sure he wasn't... well... I mean, with all that's happened lately." She turned to Charlie. "I'm sorry. That must have made for one hell of a first impression."

Charlie began to laugh. "Well, it sure is one hell of an ice breaker," he said, smiling.

Reyes smiled back at him. "Then, you don't think I'm a freak?"

"No more a freak than Mulder and I liked him," Charlie quipped. "But I wouldn't go so far as to ask Mulder to dinner."

"And you are asking me?" Reyes asked.

"Yeah, if you'll accept," Charlie replied. He grinned at his sister. "I like her. She's... unique."

Scully laughed. "Yeah, that's one way of putting it."