Dreams – Nymphatrix

A/N I got this idea from the song "Bittersweet" by "The Clicks Five". There's a line in it that goes 'you laugh at my dreams but I dream about your laughter' so I came up with this. I did this during boring oceanography-geography homework so that's why its weird.

p.s. This is my first X-Files fic NOT starting with a phone call WOOO

ON WITH THE STORY

"Hey Scully."

"Hey Mulder." She was concentrating, concentrating very hard while he was concentrating on resisting the temptation to not launch his pencil into the ceiling boards. "Make it quick though; I'm busy trying to finish these reports."

"I was just wondering, do you ever dream about people?"

"You, Mulder, are a very sick man." She replied suppressing the imminent laughter which was soon to follow.

"Well, you, Scully jump to conclusions. And besides, I did NOT mean like that!" He was now laughing along with her.

"If you must know, I do, but most certainly not in your way. I dream about, certain people, and what would happen if, well, anything ever happened between us, good and bad." She was averting his gaze to avoid embarrassment, and then with a smirk she asked him. "What about you Mulder, have you ever dreamt about anyone, about…me?"

"Not in my way if that's what you were thinking." Now he was going red, and Scully could tell. "Then, yes, all the time." Scully seemed taken a-back by this, she was just kidding around, she'd never thought that she was going to get a clean, honest answer.

Then there was silence, nothing. Both of them looking away from one another and then, the phone rang. Both of them leapt out of their seats to get it, anything to take their minds off of the conversation they had just had.

Both of them were scrambling for the phone then Mulder's long legs got in the way and tripped Scully who dragged him down along with her. After a moment they both burst out laughing, not stopping, even when A.D. Skinner's voice came through the receiver for a moment, and then hanging up. Both of them in a pile of flesh and paperwork helped each other up only to fall back down again thus adding more of Scully's paperwork to the pile. Attempting to get up by herself, Scully fell back into Mulder's arms.

"Now this is what my dreams are made of." He said pressing his lips to her forehead.

"Mine too."



Dedication – Kairi-Kun