Chapter 1
Scully explained what her new neighbor had told her, to Mulder. He didn't seem to be paying any attention to her, and she stopped when he threw his jacket off, and it went flying by her.
"Mulder are you listening to me?" Scully asked but got no response. He moved over to one side of the bed and began undressing. Scully nodded impatiently and turned her back to him. She continued to talk, facing the wall, while he left the room and came back in again. When she figured he had had enough time to dress she turned back around. Slowly she started to stop her rambling and she smiled. Mulder had put candles on the two side tables, and patted the spot next to him, in the bed, inviting her over.
Scully smiled as she looked away, "You're full of it Mulder!" she smiled wider. As she gathered her night clothes Mulder smirked, thinking of a good come back, "Oh but Scully, I'm still so hungry for you." She gave him one of her skeptic-silly looks before she walked off to the bathroom to change. When she came back Mulder had turned down the lights, but the candles lit the room exceedingly. She climbed into bed next to him, hesitantly.
"Night Mulder," Scully said. Mulder didn't respond at first and she thought he was asleep but finally a "night," came out from him.
Scully turned to her side, facing her back to Mulder, when she was startled, "Mulder get your cold feet off of me!"
"Awe but I'm cold!" he slid closer to her.
"Mulder!" Scully exclaimed.
"What?" he whined. She flipped back over to face him and he was smiling like a kid. "What?" Scully smiled back. Mulder shrugged, "You kind of look cute in your little night gown."
"Mulder just because I forgot my night clothes doesn't mean I look 'cute' in one of your ugly plaid shirts!" Mulder thought for a second, "Yes it does."
"Goodnight, Mulder" Scully repeated, but before she could turn back over Mulder draped his arm over her stomach. She looked at him in surprise, "What now?"
"I'm cold!" he exclaimed. After a second of thought, and debate, she flipped on to her side, her back to him again, "Come on."
Mulder slid closer to her and wrapped his arm over and around her again. He let out a deep sigh- happy he was getting warmed up. After a bit he spoke up, Scully was still awake too.
"Scully… are you scared?" she frowned before she flipped onto her back to face him better, and he kept his arm over her stomach.
"Scared of what? This town? This town's old folk tale that's become way out of hand? Mulder, I'm not afraid because it doesn't exist, this 'monster' is just everyone's vivid imagination."
"What if it is real?" Mulder asked as he played with one of the buttons on her shirt. She peered down at his thumb fiddling with the button over her stomach. It tickled some what and a few times he undid the button then buttoned it back up again.
"Mulder even if it really is real, which it isn't, I still wouldn't be afraid of it. You can't be afraid of something that you don't believe is real." Mulder nodded, "yeah."
Scully stayed on her back. She watched him as he still played with the same button. It brought a sense of relaxation for some reason. Every so often his fingers would slip from the button and he'd poke her, although never real hard, but enough to send a line of electricity through her body. He seemed to be thinking deeply about something, but she couldn't tell what.
Finally Mulder spoke again, "It's ok to be afraid Scully, even if it is something you don't believe in," he took his fingers from her stomach and buttons, flipped onto his side, his back to her, and rested his eyes. Scully looked over at him for a second, frowning. He had her thinking now. Finally her teeth let go of her bottom lip, she turned her back to him, and then fell asleep.
TBC