Title: You Saved Me

Author: Mandy McLean a.k.a. Flirtatiouspriss

Spoilers: Any Episode is fair game

Category: MSR

Rating: R for strong violence, language and sexual situations.

Summary: Set after The Truth, Scully and Mulder are pulled back into their old lives when William is returned to them. But at what cost?

Disclaimer: I sadly do not own the X-files. Chris Carter and all his affiliates do… tear

You Saved Me

The petite red-head raised her voice in hopes to regain her class's attention.

"All right then, I will see you all next week; And don't forget to turn in you papers before you leave."

The professor smiled and nodded as each student brushed past her, busy chattering away. God, how much she was glad those days of school were behind her. All the homework and studying; the lies and the back-stabbing. Kind of reminded her of more recent years.

Yes, Dana Scully had been through so much, no one word could sum up her existence. From the first time she had stepped through door of the FBI basement to the day she ran off fleeing the country, her life had been nothing but extraordinary. All because of one man. Mulder. Everything that had ever happened to her in the last ten years was driven by this one man. A man that she admired in every aspect. A man she loved like no other. He was her constant. Her hero and her friend.

The lives these two shared was beyond belief. From Scully's abduction, to chasing alien bounty hunters, to the bittersweet birth of Scully's only son, William and to the injustice they were plowed with, causing the two to flee the country. They had found solace in England. Both, with the help of Skinner, Doggett and Reyes, had found jobs that suited their existence for the moment. Teaching; Scully working in the science and medicine field whereas Mulder taught psychology and criminal profiling. It had been one year since they had fled America, but it had been ten years since the two had forged a bond that time proved was unbreakable. Ten years that led to a love that could withstand any disaster.

Scully broke free from her thoughts and realized that she was alone in her classroom. Organizing the papers stacked on her desk, Scully placed them in her briefcase. As she made her way to the door, she fumbled in her pockets for her keys. She slowly made her way to her car.

Scully flipped on the lights of her small flat to find that Mulder was not home yet. So she set down the grocery bags and continued on to the kitchen. A lone bowl of half eaten cereal found it's home on the table. Scully rolled her eyes in disgust at Mulder's unkempt ways. No matter how many times she asked that man to clean it was as if he just couldn't. And if she tried to reprimand him, he would just use his puppy dog eyes, which she sadly had to admit, worked. Shaking her head in defeat, she picked up his mess.

After she was satisfied that the kitchen was clean to her standards she went on to preparing dinner. The two had a comfortable routine that sometimes made her miss the old days of leaving on a whim to god knows where to chase another lie of sorts. She missed a lot more everyday. She missed the states, she missed her family and more than anything, she missed William. Just thinking of him, made her want to break down and cry.

Scully erased all bad thoughts before she fell into another bout of depression. She went on continuing to chop the onions. As she finished, she heard the door creak open.

In the worst Latin accent Mulder could surmise he belted, "Honey, I'm Home." Scully washed her hands before making her way over to him, "Hi." She looked at him for a moment before she hugged him. The hug lingered on for longer than the average everyday hug. As Scully pulled back, he stared at her delicate porcelain face.

"What was that for?" He asked knowing she was in one of her moods. The ones where she tends to daydream more then usual. The ones where she cries even when watching Mulder's lame excuses for Sci-Fi Thrillers. The ones where Scully just holds Mulder for moments on end. He knows why and it kills him to have to let her just get through them. He misses his son too. More than he lets Scully know, not wanting to upset her more. He already knows that she feels that he blames her, although he would never think nothing of the sorts. She did what was best.

"Nothing, I just missed you." Her smiled always pulled him back. God how much stronger could a woman be than his Scully. He tilted forward and pressed his lips to hers ever so lightly.

The night went on for the two as all nights before were. Papers were graded; movies, both good and bad, were watched and analyzed, dinners were consumed and most nights, they shared their love intimately. Something the two had waited so long to share.

Life was good as most would say. But when the FBI's two most intriguing agents live the life of the average person, things tend to get restless. In fact, one of Scully's highlights of the weeks were her phone calls to Doggett and Reyes. They would call upon Mulder and Scully, hoping for insight into their cases. The relished the nights they were able to help solve the X-files. Yes, to theirs and everyone else's surprise, the X-files remained open, of course, there is the mention of the fight that had to be fought to keep the files open. Kersh had protected them all. He had saved Skinner's, Doggett's and Reyes,s butts and they were grateful. Mulder and Scully were also safe at the moment.

As Scully finished the laundry, she made her way out to the living room where Mulder was already lying across the sofa, his home away from home. Thank god it wasn't leather. She made sure it wasn't, much to the protests of Mulder. She sat down next to him and cradled her head in his arms.

Mulder held her closely to him; the smell of vanilla wafted and danced across his nose. How he loved Scully scent. Mulder reached for the remote and clicked away.

"Oh Mulder, do we have to watch another b-rated movie tonight? We already saw two this week, it's my turn." Scully reached out for the remote. Mulder pulled it higher away from her and she persisted and climbed across his chest trying to reach it.

"Well, we could watch some X-rated stuff if you like? Owww!" Scully kneed him in the chest as she tried to reach the remote. Her entire body was soon over Mulder's. Her hips straddled against his. Her chest was perfectly placed in front of his eyesight.

"Or maybe we could watch nothing.." He slyly remarked. She could feel his actions speaking more than his words. She thrusted her hips forward sending Mulder into a whirlwind of pleasure. The two wrestled a bit on the couch before toppling off onto the floor below. Scully giggled like a child as he tugged at her shirt. She tried to escape his grip only to be thwarted by his body being crushed upon hers. Then, the phone rang. Mulder continued ravishing his woman, but she protested and grabbed the phone.

"Hello?" She shushed Mulder as she listened.

"Hi, Agent Doggett, how are you?"

"I see, were fine."

"Oh no, we weren't doing anything important, just watching TV." She made a face at Mulder who glared at her.

"I see, uh huh…"Scully tried to listen as Mulder grabbed at her shirt. She tried to move away from him.

"Mulder…." She hissed, "I understand….What?" Scully suddenly stopped moving, her breathing quickened and her eyes seemed to grow wide. Mulder stopped and looked at her impatiently waiting for an answer.

"I don't understand, how?" She got up and quickly started pacing the room. Mulder got up and followed her like a lost puppy. She swallowed the lump in her throat. As she continued pacing; Mulder ran to the other room to pick up the other line.

"Thank you for calling agent Doggett, contact me when you get here." As Scully hung up the phone, Mulder came from the bedroom, eyeing her closely.

"Well?" He asked impatiently.

"That was agent Doggett." She started.

"I know, what did he say?"

Scully stopped moving and looked up her savior, "They have William."

TBC…..