So, I decided that I wanted to make this more than a one shot. I let my mind wander, and I came up with a little more story. I hope you enjoy!

I woke up around eight thirty, feeling pretty fantastic. My body was still a bit sore, but that was to be expected. The second day is always worse. My heart felt great, which pretty much meant that anything else wasn't going to affect me. I began packing my stuff up, collecting everything that Scully had brought me last night. She knew how unbearable hospitals were, no matter how short of a visit it was going to be. So, she brought me my sweats, toothbrush, and some warm socks. Did I mention I love her? Well I do.

I was putting my shirt on, and I got a good whiff of myself. I didn't smell too great. But what was I going to do? I wanted to take a shower, but raising my arms was a bit of a feat. I practically broke a sweat putting my shirt on. Maybe I could get Scully to give me a sponge bath. I chuckled aloud at that.

"What are you snickering about," I heard Scully call out from behind me.

"Scully, you're a bit early," I noted, " but as always, it's great to see you," I added.

"Well, it's Saturday, I haven't got much going on, so I figured we could bust out a bit earlier and maybe get some breakfast, if you're feeling up to it?"

"How about we stay in and cook breakfast together," I asked, not feeling excited about being in public smelling like a teenager after football practice. It was different being with Scully. We saw each other at our worst and at our best, so I knew she wouldn't care. She might make a remark, but otherwise she would be fine with it. True love, I suppose.

"Sure, I think I have some bacon and eggs, and I can probably whip out some pancakes," she said cheerfully. I smiled back at her, loving this side of her.

"Sounds great. Alright, lets bust out of here, I've already checked out, we are good to go."

"Mr. Mulder," the doctor said, walking in with his clip board. Busted. "And his trusty sidekick, Dana Scully," he said aloud. Clearly Scully was not thrilled.

"Actually, she's my trusty partner," I corrected.

"Yes, and it's Doctor Dana Scully," she corrected, unhappy with his jokes.

"Right, excuse me. I thought I would pop in a little early and check on you," he spoke. I was busted. So busted.

"Rumors are that you two are a bit of trouble," he raised his eyebrows. "My nurses said you were their most difficult patient, and that there was a woman here late last night," he questioned. Scully's face clashed with her hair. "Also, according to your files, you have a habit of leaving against medical advice," he said, raising his eyebrows.

"Well, there is a good reason for that, doctor," I said calmly, "my partner is a doctor, so I have no reason to worry," I said, chancing a glance at Scully. She was not amused.

"Than she should know better. I'd like to do an exam, just to make sure. I'd feel a lot better. I am sure you are doing fine, but it never hurts to check," he said. Sure, ask my ego that, I thought.

"Fine, but let's make it quick, I've got bacon calling my name," I snapped. I was slightly embarrassed for being caught in a lie, and completely guilty.

He examined me, and what do you know, all was good, just like I said. He took his notes then left. Scully was silent while I checked myself out, and we were off, though not without a snarky comment to the nurses from yours truly, mind you.

We got into the car, Scully throwing my overnight bag in the back of her car, and a groan from me as I sat down.

"Mulder, why," she asked. And I knew what she was asking me.

"Oh, come on, Scully, I feel great," I promised her.

"Whatever, Mulder. It's the whole point. Can't you just follow the rules for once in your life. We have rules for a reason."

"You're right, I shouldn't leave AMA, but you know how I feel about hospitals. The longer I have to be there, the more antsy I get."

"Yes, Mulder, I know."

"Let's just forget about it and go to your place to eat bacon," I suggested.

"Fine, Mulder. But quit pulling those juvenile stunts," she barked out.

"Scully, I will do my best, but let's not go crazy here. We know how I am," I joked.

"Yes, we all know. I know, Skinner knows, Kersh knows, and the list goes on. You know, Mulder, you're extraordinarily lucky. You piss off a lot of people. I am actually surprised you are alive," she said.

"Well, I have a loyal, trusty partner, who keeps me out of harms way, not to mention trouble, " I said, smugly.

"You do, and don't you forget about it."

"Never in a million years, could I forget about you," I said, smiling over at her.

We pulled up to Scully's house about a half hour later, and I was never more relieved. Honestly, I was exhausted. All I wanted to do was lay around on her couch and bask in her apartment. I love Scully's apartment, it's homey, clean, and it smells just like her. My favorite place to be.

We unlocked her door and I threw my bag down by the front door. With one look from Scully, I picked the bag up and said, "sorry, habit, I will go put it in the guest room."

"Don't bother. Just put it in my room," she said quietly.

"Really," I said too happily.

"If you play your cards right, I will let you stay the night in my bed tonight. No funny business though," she warned.

"I promise you, Scully, nothing about that subject is going to be funny," I shot back.

"Mulder," she raised an eyebrow at me. That was all it took. When she gave me that look, I knew to shut my mouth and do as I was told. She's about ten inches shorter than me, but one of those looks, and I am surrendering faster than the speed of light.

With my tail between my legs, I headed towards her room. My favorite place of her apartment is definitely the bedroom. The color is subtle, her bed is giant and fluffy, and her perfumes invade the air with incredible scents of Scully.

"Mulder, why don't you lay down while I cook breakfast; I am sure you are feeling like hell," she yelled. "The remote is on the coffee table, watch anything but a Sci-fi movie."

"Well, you have no arguments from me," I said, plopping down on her couch, propping my feet up on the table. I knew she hated when I did that, but she never said anything about it.

Fifteen minutes later she had breakfast ready. It looked delicious. I felt my mouth salivate immediately.

"Scully, this looks absolutely delicious, and my arteries are clogging just looking at it, which is just the way I like it," I thanked her. "You know the way to my heart."

"Good, because I made it with love, which means, I licked my fingers and touched everything," she teased.

"You know, any other person I would actually believe, but I know how you are, and you washed your hands at least three times, the whole time you were in there; so I am sorry, but your pants are catching fire," I teased back.

"Geeze, nothing gets by you, does it? I had no idea you paid attention to anything I do," she accused.

"Scully, I notice you. I am just really sneaky," I admitted. She blushed and I mentally patted myself on the back. Score one for Mulder.

After I finished my meal, I was so full that I hated myself. I had seconds and I was polishing off the bacon, not wanting it to go to waste. Surprisingly Scully also ate a large amount of food, too. I was impressed.

"I don't think I am going to be able to move for a minute, " Scully spoke.

"Are you kidding, I just lapsed into a food coma," I teased.

"Mulder, you need to shower, " she admitted, changing the subject.

"Yeah, I know. I reek, but I am too sore to do anything," I pouted.

"Well, I may regret saying this, but I can help you with a sponge bath." She flushed and looked hopeful. I decided I wouldn't tease her. I was going to act like a grown up.

"I'd really appreciate that, Scully."

"Alright, well after we get everything cleaned up, we will see about that sponge bath," Scully said.

"Let's get it done than. I have been waiting for this moment for six years. I will be damned if a little food delays us."

TBC

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