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....
