Author's Notes: I've had writers block for like 4 months now so I decided to just write a short piece and see how it goes.

I don't own the x-files for its characters, Chris Carter does, but I do own the idea behind this story. So enjoy !smooches! -


Post Post-modern Prometheus Scully's POV

Mulder and I had such a great-time last night. Bring joy to someone's life has such a

fulfilling quality that you kind of forget how it feels until you experience it again. Let's not forget

about the dance however, I don't know what possessed me to take Mulder's hand. It felt as if it

was the most obvious thing to do. He hands were strong yet so gentle. Once I was swept up

into his embrace, there was no letting go. His smile was as brilliant at a sunset in Hawaii. I've

looked in those hazel pools a million times over these pass five years, in search of some kind of

balance or some kind of truth. Last night what I found was adoration, peace, a gentleness that

I've been secretly longing for. I could only wish to fall asleep gazing into those eyes every night.

And love. Out of all the emotions that I have read in Mulder's eyes, for the first time there was

actual love. Could I even mention the word love? I mean I know Mulder loves me and I love

him but only as friends, never as lovers. Are we not allowing ourselves to love each other as

more then friends it just too premature to take that next footstep in our lives right now.

I know the last few years have driven us in only one direction, which is closer to one

another. Will a relationship ever work?? I have to ask myself this occasionally. What Mulder

and I share runs far deeper then any gold band or certificate could ever symbolize. I have to

believe that if Mulder and I meet under any other circumstances we would still have a profound

friendship that crosses time and space just to return as a blanket of warmth that is missed when

not present. I trust this man with my life as he does his. I have to believe that forcing myself not

to love him, would be a false truth. So, what am I saying? That I'm falling in love with Fox

William Mulder? I'm so confused right now, I wish Missy were here, she'd know some

answers, but undoubting the finally resolution is my own decision. I believe that I know Mulder

well enough that he won't act on his feelings if he felt as though I wasn't ready. For right now I

just need more time to figure some things out....