I just wanted to see what Mulder's fantasy might be like (without exposing too much).
I don't own them, but wish I could! Can't wait for another movie, though! Set somewhere in season 6. Enjoy!
They had been working in their office for four consecutive days and to Mulder it felt like an eternity. Normally they were out in the field working on exciting cases. He could usually come up with a good excuse to work on a case even if it was really off the wall. Skinner, however, had other plans for his best agents. It turns out all those exciting cases came with a huge stack of paperwork. Even Scully had procrastinated. She came up with the idea to split the pile and get everything done as quickly, but thoroughly, as possible.
He couldn't help but look up to her frequently and notice her pile diminishing faster than his was. They hadn't spoken to each other in 2 days unless it had something to do with one of their cases. With every passing second his frustration grew more and more. He watched as her tiny fingers tapped the keys of her computer, her eyes darting from her notes to the screen and back, and flip through the current file. He was mesmerized as she bit her bottom lip while searching for the page she needed. He could see her legs crossed under her deck and as if seeing them for the first time his eyes slowly worked their way from her toes up to her exposed knee. Suddenly and without thinking he stood up and threw his pen down. "I can't take it any more!"
Surprised by his tone and the sudden movement Scully slid her chair back a bit. "Mulder?"
"Scully, day after day I sit here and I just can't take it anymore!"
"Mulder, what on Earth are you talking about?"
He swiftly strode over to her desk, pulled her out of her seat, and wrapped his arms around her. "I don't want to pretend for a second more." His voice went from shouting to a whisper as he brought his hands around her head caressing her cheeks. "I've been in love with you for six years, Scully."
Her jaw dropped even further and her eyes widened. Before she could utter a sound he leaned down and kissed her so passionately it literally swept her off her feet. Sensing this he pulled her in closer and turned towards her desk. In one quick motion he pushed every last post-it note and paperclip away and gently put her down.
"Oh, Mulder!" Her voice was soft and sultry. She brought her hands up his back and wrapped her legs around him.
"Mulder? Mulder?" The tone of the voice he heard this time was different. It was sharp and louder.
He opened his eyes and realized he was still sitting at his own desk.
"Mulder, did you hear anything I just said?" Scully was standing at her impecably tidy desk with her arms folded.
"I'm sorry, Scully, I must have dozed off."
She rolled her eyes. "Come on, sleepy head. It's getting late."
He watched her as she packed up her things and put on her coat. She really was an incredibly sexy woman.