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Title: Things That Make Mulder Wonder or The Enigma That Is Dana Scully
Category: X-Files (MSR)
Summary: A whole pile of post-eps for episodes in season 6 and 7 (not necessarily every episode), revolving around Mulder's thoughts, particularly about Scully.
Rating: G – good for all (this might change per chapter)
Spoilers: Spoilers up to seasons 6 and 7. You'll know if you read the title of each chapter which episode it pertains to.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters.

I started these a long time ago, part of my "old" collection of fanfics. I've found them, tweaked them a bit (if I could), and added a few episodes as inspiration struck. Some are better than others, but I hope you like them. Warning: they are pretty sappy, most of them.

Feedback is always much appreciated. Thank you in advance for any comments/criticisms. Thank you for all the favs and follows. They put a smile on my face always. :) You guys are an amazing bunch.

This is a short one.

Terms of Endearment

It annoys him to have to resort to digging through the trash, but he can't trust Spender, and Diana hasn't spent a lot of time in the X-Files office. But he's more annoyed with the mindless monotony of calling reference after reference. His investigative mind needs more than to discover if a clerk in Iowa knows anyone who smoked weed in the past five years. Who hasn't smoked weed in the past five years?

It doesn't dawn on him until later that maybe Scully doesn't want to be involved in a case where perfectly healthy and viable babies are aborted late term just because of what looks like an insignificant physical deformity. This was the woman who was willing to turn her life upside down for a girl with blood toxic enough to kill a person.

"Hey, Scully, thanks for coming out here."

"Yeah, well, someone had to save your ass."

"How'd you expense it?"

"I told Kersh I needed to back you up on a reference check."

"He bought that?"

"No. I figure he just wanted to get you back to the office for a decent reprimand. Can't say I didn't warn you. I've done my part, you're on your own now."

He sits next to her on the plane. Once again she's stuck her neck out to save his ass. He wonders if she realizes that since that very first day she stepped into his office, he's never had to fear being on his own again.

"Bring it on," is all he says, with a grin.