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Chapter 1: The Agreement by AnarchyX-Phile

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Case: Gender Bender-

The ride back to DC was silent as Scully tried to sleep through the long car ride and Mulder kept suffering flashbacks of her laying underneath Brother Andrew, him kissing her neck, undoing the top two buttons of her blouse. His hand fisted and he gripped the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles drained until they were white.

"Scully, are you still awake?"

"Yes" she sighed without turning to face him.

"Can we talk about what happened?"

"When?"

"That night—you and Brother Andrew." The way he spat his name made it clear of what he thought of the man.

"Mulder please, I've already told you that I really don't remember everything that happened. It's all so foggy. I just remember thinking that I couldn't move or talk, and praying that…"

"That what?" He asked as he looked over at the back of her head.

"Praying that you'd find me in time, and you did."

"Scully, I will never let anything bad happen to you." He promised. By the time he drove up to her apartment, she had fallen asleep. He quietly parked the car, carried all her luggage up and put it outside her door before going back down to the car and waking her up, putting his arm around her waist as he walked her to her apartment.

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Two Weeks Later

Case: Young At Heart-

Scully walked into his office and put her answering machine on Mulder's desk and looked expectantly at him. "What's this?" He finally asked, letting his eyes flick quickly to the machine before looking back up at her.

She explained to him that last night she thought she heard someone in her apartment, but that when Dr. Ridley knocked on her door, she thought it must have been him that she heard.

"Why didn't you tell me this last night? I was at your apartment anyway. I could have looked around." He said. As soon as Dr. Ridley showed up on her doorstep, Mulder was the first one she called.

"Honestly, I didn't think anything of it until this morning. When I ran from the shower, I heard someone dialing in my personal code to replay my messages. I bagged up the machine and had it fingerprinted this morning." Scully said as she sat down in the chair next to his desk and crossed her legs, massaging her left ankle.

"What did they find?"

"John Barnett's fingerprints."

Mulder raked his arm off the desk, sending a pile of papers and case files flying into the floor. Scully jumped up, taking a step towards him before she saw his intense stare just as he slammed his fist into the side of the filing cabinet, leaving behind an impressive dent—but Scully wasn't impressed because he also left behind a thick smear of blood.

"Mulder!" She screamed as she went to him and grabbed his hand. "What's the matter with you?"

"I can't keep you safe like this Scully, I'm not around when you need me to be."

"Mulder, you've protected me from so many things already, I can't expect you to be with me all the time."

"But I want to be." He said with his eyes shut.

"That's impossible, Mulder. At some point, every day, we're going to have to go back to our own apartments and live our lives until the next morning."

"Scully, I'm going to ask you something and I want you to keep an open mind before you answer. Will you move in with me? Or let me move in with you?"

She was already shaking her head no before he even finished the sentence. "I wasn't looking for you to solve the problem, Mulder. I just thought you should know." She said quietly returning her attention back to her answering machine.

"But will you think about it, because it will solve our problems."

"Our problems? What's wrong with you?" She asked, concern flickering across her eyes as she led him back to his office chair and got out a first aid kit, putting his hand on her upper thigh as she cleaned the cuts and bandaged his bloody knuckles up.

He softly pressed his hand into her thigh, causing her to gasp as her tongue flicked across her lips—but she didn't look up at him, which was probably for the best because his eyes were full of lust. "I haven't been able to sleep."

"When did this start?"

"The Gender Bender case." He said honestly. Every night when he tried to go to sleep, images of her laid out on that bed entered his mind. She had been panting—his Scully had been panting! Her hair disheveled and fanned out around her head, her lips parted as though she wanted to feel his tongue slide into her mouth.

But that was the problem. It hadn't been his mouth on her, or his tongue teasing her lips, or his hands unfastening her blouse. "Marry me, Scully." He said quietly as she lifted his hand up closer to her face to check her handiwork.

"Don't be ridiculous, Mulder."

"Will you think about it… To keep yourself safe?" She laid his hand down on his desk and silently got up and went for the door, grabbing her coat and leaving for the rest of the day without even telling him goodbye.

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4 Weeks Later.

Case: Tooms-

They had just found out that Tooms was going to be released and Mulder was infuriated. He had nearly killed Scully the last time he was out of custody, and Mulder was terrified that he'd come after her again.

Mulder reached out and grabbed Scully's shoulder. "Can we talk?"

She stopped walking and turned to look at him, letting him push her into a small alcove and blocking her from the people walking by them. His tall frame blocked her view entirely and they were essentially alone inside the bustling building.

"I'm not letting you go home alone tonight."

"I'll stay with you then." She conceded and her tongue flicked against her lip.

"It's not just about tonight." He said, wanting to lift his hand to cup her face.

"Fine, until we can get him back in custody—but if that's the case, you can stay with me." She said quietly, knowing her refrigerator was better stocked.

"After then too, I meant what I asked you—and I'm asking again."

"Mulder, please." Scully said as she put her hand on his arm, not pushing him away but putting some distance between them.

"Scully, please—I couldn't bear losing you. I need to be near you, especially right now."

"That doesn't mean marriage, Mulder. You can stay with me for a few days until this passes and then things can return to normal."

"Things will never be normal for us." He hissed as he stepped closer to her and pushed her against the wall. Her hands went to his chest and her palms laid flat against him. "Either you move in with me or I'm moving in with you. This is not a negotiation."

"Please, will you just listen to me?" Scully asked as she looked up into his eyes.

"What?"

"Why marriage?"

"I think it would look better to your family and friends…and my mother, if we were married rather than just shacking up together."

"Mulder, that's not how it would be." She reasoned.

"We know that, but no one else is going to believe it."

Just then he heard slow footsteps behind him come to a halt and he turned until he could look over his shoulder. Scully craned her neck to see over him too. Tooms was standing there looking at him with a disgusting smile on his face and his pale yellow eyes flicked to Scully and the smile intensified. "I'll be seeing you." He laughed before continuing to walk down the hall.

Mulder's fist clenched and he tried to turn to look for a guard, but Scully's small hand gripped his arm. "Yes, I'll do it—I'll marry you. Just keep me away from that." She said with a grimace as she watched Tooms walk out the courthouse doors.

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***Okay, that was the most realistic way I could get them married early on in the series without straying too far away from their characters. Please leave reviews if you're interested in seeing me continue writing this. More reviews means the more likely hood that I'll write more. As always, thanks for reading!