Title: The Beach II
Author: Erin M. Blair
E-Mail: eblair@sonic.net
Classification: SR--Story, Romance 
Content: Mulder/Scully Married. 
Time Span/Spoilers: None. Sequel to "The Beach"
Rating: PG.
Distribution/Archive Statement: OK to Gossamer,
Xemplary, Ephemeral, FanficX, Basement Office. Others: ask
me first. All of my stories are archived at my
personal archive.
Acknowledgement: Special thanks to Jen who beta
read this story. 
Disclaimer: Mulder and Scully belong to Chris
Carter; Amelia Mulder belongs to me. 
Summary: Years laters, Mulder and Scully bring
their daughter, Amelia, to the beach. Sequel to
"The Beach."

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THE BEACH II
Written by: Erin M. Blair
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They watched their small daughter, Amelia, building
a sand castle -- or rather, *trying* to build one.
Every time the young girl put a mound of sand for the castle, it 
fell apart. "Daddy, can you help me?"

Mulder nodded. He bent down next to his daughter and
help her. "You need to wet the sand, Amy."

"Really?" asked Amelia. "I thought I did."

"No, it needs to be moist so the sand will stick
together."

Scully watched Mulder playing with their daughter.

A miracle child from the beginning of creation to
delivery. 

Scully closed her eyes to remember what the doctors 
had told her: that Amelia wouldn't survive after 
being exposed to a certain extraterrestial virus. 

They thought she would die. 

They thought Amelia wouldn't survive the night.

Like her mother, Amelia fought to survive and
won.

Amelia beat the odds against her during the moment
she was conceived -- and again during the moment she
was delivered.

"Mommy?" 

Scully saw Amelia looking up with her hazel eyes and
she knew she wanted her to help her with the sand castle
too. "Yes, Amy?"   

"Does sand really need water to stick together?"

Scully nodded. "If you want to build a sand castle, you
need to moisten the sand."

"I told you, Amy," said Mulder with a laugh. 

Scully noticed Amelia frowned and then threw a questioning
glance at both parents. "Amy, you certainly remind me so much
of myself."

"Really?" inquired Amelia. Her hazel eyes brimmed with a mixture
of curiousity and delight. "How?"

Scully gave Amelia a little hug and smiled at her. "You're 
very skeptical, Amy." Scully turned to face Mulder. "I'm sure
your daddy would think of other ways besides the obvious." A
short pause. "Right Mulder?"

Mulder nodded. "Besides how you have auburn hair?"

"Yeah," said Scully. 

The little girl decided to take her parents advice and she added
a bit of water to the sand. Sure enought, her castle held together.
"It worked!"

"I knew it would," said Mulder. 

*   *   *

After putting little Amelia to bed, Mulder and Scully settled down
for a quiet night together. Scully could feel Mulder's eyes on her
and knew he wanted to tell her something. "What?"

"We should go to the beach every single day, Scully."

A deep sigh escaped Scully's body as her lips turned upside down
for a frown. "We can't, Mulder."

"Why not?"

"We work, remember?"

"I know. Aren't we due for a vacation?"

Scully nodded. "Yes. We're long overdue for one but it's not a good
time."

"Why not?"

"Our life at the FBI - we always get cases all the time - and we're
married with a little girl."

"So? We can take some time off, Scully. Skinner'll understand."

Scully got up and went to the calendar. She flipped to the month
of June. "Early part of June would be fine with me."

"So it's settled then?"

Scully nodded. "Yes, it is." A short pause. "We'll return to the
beach then."

End of Story
NEXT UP: "The Beach III"

Feedback: Much appreciated. Send to: eblair@sonic.net


Author's Notes: This story's a follow up to "The Beach" in 
a short series of the times Mulder and Scully went to the
beach. First one was about their true feelings being discovered
but this one focuses on their daughter, Amy. The next one will 
be about Mulder and Scully's June trip to the beach with Amy.

I hope you'll like the new trilogy when the stories will be 
finished.

Dedication: To anyone who loves the salty ocean smell of the 
beach.