Title: Amnesia and Pregnant

Authors: Billie Reid and Kyouryoku Senshi

Rating: PG-13

Spoilers: Season 9, Alternate Universe

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Keywords: Mulder/Scully, Doggett/Reyes, Kim/Skinner

Summary: What happens when three women mysteriously end up pregnant at the same time?

Monica was getting ready for bed; it was almost eleven at night, when all the lights went out. She stood there looking around, letting her eyes get used to the darkness. Just as a bright light came through the window and it all went dark.

The next thing Monica knew, she was lying on the bed and her head hurt. She looked over at the clock and saw it was almost five in the morning. She could hear her phone beeping and she reached over and looked at it. It was full. How could it be full? She thought as she looked through the times they came in. Looking at it she saw it spanned seven days. She hurried and called John.

John looked over at the phone and noticed Monica calling. He actually hadn't heard from her in several days and was starting to wonder what was up. "Hey Monica," he answered.

Monica sighed when she heard his voice. She was glad he was ok. "John...I think something happened," she started out. "The last thing I remember was that I was getting ready for bed... seven days ago." She didn't know how he'd take this. Maybe she should have called Mulder and Scully...but it was John she wanted to hear.

As she talked with John, she glanced around the room and noticed nothing was out of place.

John nearly stopped in his tracks. "I have been worried sick about you, Monica. I heard you've been sick all week and you haven't returned my calls. Wait...what do you mean you don't remember anything?"

Monica sat up in bed and noticed her clothes where on backwards. Her mouth dropped. "Just what I mean John... I don't remember anything! Like I said, I was getting ready for bed, the lights went out and then there was this BRIGHT LIGHT and then nothing..." She paused as she pulled at her night gown."John... my clothes are on backwards...what happened to me?" She was worried and couldn't help it, but started crying.

John felt his chest tighten and suddenly felt something he hadn't felt since Luke died…fear. "Hold on Monica, don't go anywhere. I'll be right there."

"Thanks, John." She was scared and didn't know what happened to her. She sat on her bed covered up and yet she was still shaking.

Monica pulled her legs up to her chest and laid her hands over her knees and rested her head on them. She tried to remember.

John quickly got into his car and hurried to her apartment. He didn't even care he was breaking the speed limits.

John was panicking. In all the years knowing Monica, he'd never knew her to be easily scared. Something was wrong. He used his spare hey to open her door.

Monica heard him unlock the door and walk down the hall towards her. She glanced up at him. She was happy to see him.

"Oh my god, Monica!" He rushed to her. "Are you okay?" He already knew the answer.

She looked up at him. "I don't know. I can't remember." She started to cry, she couldn't help it. "Why is this happing john?"

"I haven't heard from you in days," he whispered. "Do you remember what you did before bed? During the day?"

She thought a moment. "I worked that day didn't I?" she asked as another waved of nausea over took her.

He looked at her and swallowed. "That was a week ago, Monica. I haven't seen you since. I've been worried sick."

She took a deep breath as she looked at him. "I was getting ready for bed. The lights when out and then a bright light as things shook."

She thought a moment. "I worked that day didn't I?" she asked as another waved of nausea over took her.

She gave him a sad smile. "You were worried sick and I'm sick! What are the odds?" she said. "What did we do that day?"

John managed a smile at that. "Uh, well we were working on a case and we had dinner."

She smiled as she looked at him as she sat on the floor. "Did we kiss too?" she asked. Maybe it was something she hoped for.

"Yes and what else do you remember?"

She closed her eyes and tried to remember but only cried when she couldn't. "I'm sorry, John." She started shaking again

John sighed. "I'm sorry Monica and I'm sure you probably don't want to go to the hospital. How about we call Scully?"

"Don't leave me though, please? I can't do it with out you."

John nodded. "I know, I won't. Let me cook you something to eat while I give Scully a call, ok?"

"I know, let me see what's in the fridge." He pulled out the phone and called Scully.

She nodded and grabbed her blanket and went to the living room so she could see him. "Not a lot please."

"Make sure it's not outdated," she told him as she lay on the couch, hoping she wouldn't throw up again.

John laughed. "Of course not, I have experience attending to pregnant women."

Monica looked towards the kitchen to where John was. "Pregnant? Don't you have to have sex to get pregnant?"

Scully quickly answered the phone so it wouldn't wake up William. "Scully?"

John couldn't help but feel somewhat relieved when he heard Scully's voice. "Hey Agent Scully, sorry to bother you, but I have a situation."

Scully sighed as she headed into the living room away from William, so he wouldn't hear her voice. "What's going on Agent Doggett?" She could tell he was worried, it was in his voice.

"To tell you the truth, Dana, I don't know. Monica has been missing for about a week and all of a sudden, she calls me distraught and can't remember anything after a week ago," John sighed as he fixed something light and simple for Monica.

Scully nodded even though he couldn't see her. "She's been gone and can't remember anything? Is she hurt?" She asked as she walked over and slid on her jeans from earlier.

"Uh, I actually haven't seen anything," John reddened. "I didn't think to ask," he said embarrassed that he and Monica had been partners and maybe even more a long time. 'Hell, it took Agent Scully and Mulder eight years,' he thought. So this had to be nothing. "Just some nausea, I'll see you when you get here."

She then put on her shoes and headed for the bedroom. "Mulder, I'm going over to check on Monica, John said she's been gone for about a week and she called him and doesn't remember anything. I'll be back soon. William's asleep he should be ok for awhile."

"I know how to handle William Scully... go make sure she's ok." He smiled at her.

She gave him a kiss and left, grabbing her keys. "I'm on my way over there, John."

It wasn't long before she was pulling up in front of Monica's apartment. She grabbed her bag and headed on upstairs.

He made some quick toast for Monica with some jam and handed it to her. "I hope you can keep this down, I tried to make it as light as possible," he touched her face.

Monica took the toast. "Thanks John," She said kind of weakly. She heard the door and watched as John went to answer it. She sat there and took a few small bites of toast. Hoping like god it'd stay down.

When he heard the knock on the door, he went and answered. "Thank god. I mean, thanks for coming, Dana. I didn't know what else to do; besides give her something to settle her stomach."

Scully gave him a small smile. "It's not a problem, John." She said as she stepped into Monica's apartment and saw her on the couch. Glancing back at John she spoke. "She doesn't look good, but that could be from her being sick. Plus not eating for almost a week." She walked over to Monica. "Hey, how you doing?"

"I feel like crap, threw up a few minutes ago, and I feel confused."

"Confused about what?"

"Where I've been, what happened to me, why my clothes are on backwards, and why I'm sick. Too much to try to deal with," she spoke slowly.

Scully listened to her as she pulled out a flash light. "Can you follow my finger for me?" She said pointing the light at her eyes and moving her finger side to side.

Monica did as she was told.

"Good job." She looked her head over for injuries. "Head's clear from what I see."

"Good, don't think I could lose much more." Just then she got that feeling in her stomach and sat the toast down as she jumped off the couch and ran for the bathroom.