Hey Guys, Matash21 is back with a new seat gripping story. I hope you like it.

Dedication:- Sara my inspiration of life.

This story is basically about Mulder and Scully and how they finally proclaim their love for each other, after a ghost of the past comes to haunt them their relationship is
compromised as Scully stares down a loaded gun with Mulder's finger on the trigger. This Chapter is basically introducing the whole scene, i think it will be set between
series 6 and 7.
Disclaimer:I don't own anything, I'm just a fan who loves to write.

When the storm clouds roll over the starry sky night,
The dream clouds will fly away into my freight,
the heavens will open and cover up my tears,
Re-leashing the demons to my most inner fears.

The office was it's usual dreary self, the bland grey walls dulling up the cluttered office as Scully walked in. Papers were piled high on Mulder's desk and the walls were absolute with pictures and newspaper clippings from 'the paranormal'. The calendar which lay open on Mulder's desk read 'August' and by far it was the hottest month of the year, the AC had been started earlier that morning and so a barrier of cold air struck Scully's warm stifling body as she entered the room. Scully stood in the doorway of her office, gazing at the wonderful room of which she worked in, closing her eyes and inhaling the scents which saturated the room. Memories flooded back to her every time she entered the office, mostly about Mulder and the adventures they shared, but others were terrible memories from her being in the clutches of Donnie Pfaster to staring into the devilled eyes of Eugene Tooms. Scully knew that with every bad memory that flooded her mind another two luminous memories followed: from the Christmas she shared with Mulder opening her presents or all the times Mulder made her laugh and smile even in times of dread and woe. In Scully's minds eye her life was perfect and although she had lost some of the people she loved and been given a terrible disease she knew that it was all worth it spending every second with Mulder, the man she had grown to trust with her life and love with her heart.

The breezy basement cooled Scully's pounding head as she sat down with a new case file which found refuge on Mulder's desk. It was Monday morning and Scully waded in early as she did everyday, this give her time to read the case before Mulder whisked her away to the middle of nowhere to investigate something like crop circles or reported 'Paranormal activity'. Although Scully loved Mulder like she had no other, he still drove her barmy with his ludicrous ideas and theories beyond scientific explanation. Scully opened the case file 597815 which was a reported abduction case; she exhaled and sunk into the office chair knowing Mulder would treat this case hoping to find some clue of his missing sister, even after they knew the truth that she had died but a small ray hope still shone deep in Mulder's heart. Scully finished reading the case file and decided to relax a while, resting her feet against the desk as she leant back and stared up at the ceiling, well the yellow pencils which accumulated the ceiling. The time reached seven thirty in the morning and Scully got to her feet and climbed the stairs to the ground floor where she walked out the main building onto the blistering sidewalk. Although it was only early the smouldering sun beamed down onto the city of DC, the sidewalks were lined with people and the streets were booming with traffic, everyone trying to get to work. Scully's daily routine consisted of dropping by the office early, skim reading new cases and then getting some breakfast at Starbucks, taking Mulder back a 'caramel macchiato' with a 'chocolate chunk shortbread'. She usually sat in Starbucks whilst she enjoyed her regular 'skinny vanilla latte' and nibbling on her 'skinny blueberry muffin' wanting to watch her figure. The Starbucks was only a five minute walk from the building and so Scully gave herself enough time to have a slow stroll to Starbucks, queue, sit down and eat and then saunter back to the FBI building in time for eight. On most days she would find Mulder in the office by the time she returned, looking sharp and ready for the day, but other times when he was running late he rushed in with his tie crooked and his face unkempt. Scully finished sipping on her latte and ate the rest of her muffin when she started for the door, walking down the sidewalk for the five minute stroll back to the FBI building. Scully strolled with caution down the sidewalk, Mulder's still steaming coffee in one hand and the shortbread in a paper bag in the other, careful not to spill the coffee over her new black suite jacket. The heat was insufferable as the suns blistering rays reached Scully down on the asphalt sidewalk, the black emanating even more heat though the soles of her shoes. As Scully walked into the J. Edgar Hoover building the cool air conditioned reception slapped Scully sweltering face. A bead of sweat sought refuge on Scully's brow from the blazing heat of the August DC sun. Saying her hellos to people as she waded through the reception and eventually descending the stairs into the basement where the x-files office was located.

Scully unlocked the office door, not at all surprised to find that Mulder hadn't yet arrived. She placed the short bread and coffee on his desk and wandered over the filing cabinet. Sieving though old cases always brought Scully comfort for some reason, perhaps knowing that they were investigated with Mulder or the fact it brought her out of her bubble of confinement for a few moments in time. Scully heard rustling out in the hallway and knew the Calvary had finally arrived and seconds later Mulder entered looking as shabby as ever, his shirt was un-tucked and his tie loosely hung around his neck with his jacket slung over his arm. Morning stubble was detectable on his face and his eyes were red and blood shot. You could easily say Mulder looked like shit.

"What's up Mulder?" Scully asked closing the filing cabinet, staring up looking at Mulder.

"Bad night sleep, I decided to unhook my phone and turn my alarm clock off, stupid of me to do so because I'm late for work... again." Mulder said angrily, walking over to his desk and plonking down on the chair, smacking his head against the desk.

"Mulder, why didn't you just call in sick and try and get some sleep." Scully replied helpfully.

"I would if I could Scully but Kersh would come down hard on me like last months stock prices." Mulder replied, looking back at Scully cracking a joke amongst the seriousness.

"Mulder come here." Scully said adding a come hither motion with her left index finger. Mulder got to his feet and looked on with an intrigued expression, trying to pull off Scully's sceptical eyebrow but failing to do so and so shook his head a little and then finally walked over to Scully. Mulder towered over Scully by at least a head but she still looked up very dominantly at him.

"Yes Scully?" Mulder asked.

"Well for starters, let's tuck in that shirt." Scully replied placing her hands on her hips as she looked down at Mulder's ridiculously long shirt. Mulder nodded and tucked in his shirt making him look a little less hobo like.

"You got any razors?" Scully asked, unsure what Mulder kept in his desk drawer.

Mulder looked at Scully about to say no when he stopped and thought a little longer. "Yes... I do actually; please don't bother to ask why."

"I won't." Scully added with a smile before leaving the office and then re-entering again with a small bowl of water and soap. "Well we have no shaving foam so this is just going to have to do." Scully smiled.

"I guess so." Mulder replied. Grabbing the water off Scully and walking over to his desk and sitting down.

Mulder wet his face and then lathered soap onto it, grabbing the razor from his drawer and then started to shave his stubble.

Scully looked on unable to hold it in any longer. "Mulder, give the razor hear, it's like you are doing it blindfolded." Scully said walking over to Mulder.

"Sure. Fine. Whatever." Mulder shrugged off the criticism and handed the razor over to Scully.

Mulder sat staring at Scully whilst she carefully cut away the rugged hair growing on his chin, cautiously trying to avoid taking a nick from Mulder's skin. It was nearly done when Scully pressed down a little too hard with the razor and nicked Mulder's skin, drawing blood.

"Ow." Mulder jumped slightly.

"I'm so sorry Mulder." Scully replied placing a little tissue on the cut under Mulder's chin.

"Forget about it Scully, I do it all the time." Mulder replied unfazed about the whole thing.

"No Mulder it's really not, I cut you." Scully replied getting a little worked up, moving her hands around.

Mulder grabbed Scully's hands to stop them from moving and they both looked deep into each others eyes, a feeling engaged both of them as they just stared. Mulder was the first to lean in whilst Scully looked on in disbelief but then she met him half way and this was it, they were kissing. Mulder pulled Scully in so that she was sitting on his lap and then brushed his tongue across Scully's lip pleading access into her mouth in able to explore it properly, and of coarse Scully granted, opening her mouth and greeting Mulder's tongue with hers. When they ran out of breath they leant foreheads against each other and gazed magically into each others eyes, Mulder emerald green eyes upon Scully's blissful blue one. Mulder gestured to Scully to stand up so she did shortly followed by Mulder who went for Scully's neck instead of her mouth. Mulder send electric currents down Scully's spine, with every touch a trail of sparks followed. Mulder latched onto Scully's neck like a leech, sucking he could feel the pulsating of her neck between his lips, wherever his lips met on Scully's neck a purple mark soon followed and Scully enjoyed every minute of it. After leaving a few purpling marks on Scully's neck he moved back to her lips where she kissed back soft yet passionate, maintaining eye contact. The kissing went on for at least ten minutes, passionate kissing they could only dream of.

"Scully, I..."

RING RING

The office phone interrupted what Mulder was about to say.

"Mulder – Yes Sir – Yes Sir – Right away Sir." Mulder hung up with a grumpy expression on his face. "Sir wants to see us in his office right away." He said to Scully, sticking out his bottom lip like a sad child.

Mulder headed for the door when he turned around. "Are you coming?" He asked looking over at Scully.

"Yes." She replied, moving over to where Mulder was standing by the door. "What were you going to say before you got interrupted?" Scully asked, battering her eyelids in search for a straight answer.

"I was going to tell you..." Mulder pause a little, his face turning a beetroot shade of purple. "I was going to tell you – that I love you." Mulder uttered.

"Mulder?" Scully simply said, a tone of harshness in her voice, Mulder was expecting the worst. "I love you too." She replied, leaning up and kissing Mulder quickly but passionately on the mouth. Scully walked out of the office and walked up the stairs whilst Mulder turned out the light and locked the door, ready to start his day he met Scully on the stairs and they both walked up to Skinners office, hiding the truth from everyone they past in the corridors, they had none the wiser.

The time has now come where I set thee free,
Know truly and deeply I live happily,
Into my nightmares where I fall asleep,
Jumping the gates I long to count sheep.

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