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Scully shivered in the car as they drove away from the non-haunted house. They hadn't said a word to one another since they had whispered in the dark and escaped the now drunkenly sleeping intruders.
Mulder drove with obvious determination despite the late hour and exhaustion.
Then again, the electricity in the car could keep anyone awake. Mulder gripped the steering wheel tightly and Scully sat on her hands just to have a place to put them without feeling awkward. She could feel all his attention focused on her and she allowed herself to indulge in every thought she usually bottled up.
She felt hot and wild under his scrutiny. Although he tried to hide it, she saw every tilt of his head and sideways glance. Focusing out the window, she attempted to evade the wave of emotions trying to drown her. Why was this so difficult? It was so much easier in the closet when she felt she could do anything. She imagined his arms around her again, bracing himself against every reason and rational instinct that wretched at the thought of destroying her.
Suddenly, Mulder pulled off the highway and onto a small road headed towards a motel.
'Finally.' Scully intoned. Mulder looked at her questioningly, but with a small smile Scully didn't catch.
Suddenly he pulled to the side of the road instead of continuing the mile or so to the motel. 'I thought you'd like to stretch your legs.'
'Mulder, we're not staying at a motel?' Scully felt disappointed and confused. She hated that instead of the certainty in their relationship that kept her head above the waves, every question was filled with deeper questions that led to the emotions she kept locked up for a reason.
Mulder finally looked straight at her, 'We can. But I could also easily drive straight through. It's up to you.' He looked down and furrowed his brow as the weight of his offer settled over them. He was giving her a choice. He reached over and grabbed her hand from under her.
Rather than drowning in emotions like she thought she would, waves of intensity mingled with friendly comfort washed over her.
She reached out and touched his forehead. 'You're tired. We should stay.' The small touch threatened to undo her, sending warmth and adrenaline coursing through her. Removing her hand and trying to act casual, she then added with a crooked smile, 'and since we already wasted enough budget money on yet another dead-end non x-file, we could split a room to help recoup our losses.' Her uncharacteristic banter lightened Mulder's mood but it didn't distract him from opening up that place in her heart she kept burying.
Turning back to the road his momentary smile faded. 'What made you decide to stay?' He said darkly as the car accelerated down the dark country road.
'The need to process. The need for answers.'
'What answer are you hoping to find?'
She looked over at him, driving in the dark. With only the dim light from the dashboard to reveal him to her, she thought she could see him more clearly. Or maybe the dark allowed her to see what she wanted to see, as though the blank spaces of his face were filling in with her own desires. She wanted to see the lust and intensity she had only imagined in the dark. 'If I knew the question I could tell you.' She hated these cryptic games.
Mulder reached over and took her hand again, this time bringing it to his lips and kissing her fingers. She held her breath. The movement was fast and impulsive but not completely out of the ordinary. Physical comfort was common between them but the kiss was just barely over the friendly line and filled with intensity. He kept her hand there and spoke against her fingers, blinking slowly. 'What do you want?'
She thought about his admitted fantasy with her "trapped" and bound. She started to think there was more to his words than just kinky tendencies. She tried to keep her head coherent as she felt his mouth open and close again against her fingers. 'To be without a choice. To be fettered, trapped and bound.'
'Mmm,' he said against her hand 'I have such a fate in store for you.' She bit her lip. 'But only if you abide by my desires.'
'Which are?'
He paused, 'do as I say. Let me have complete control. Trust me.'
'I've always trusted you.'
'Never before with this.' She could tell there wasn't hurt in his voice. He understood her reasons and it didn't devalue their relationship. It was simply a fact.
He lowered her hand but didn't let go. Scully realized they were at the motel.
He looked at her, waiting for the magic words.
'Mulder, I trust you completely.' He lifted her hand and kissed it again before getting out of the car.
He went in to get the rooms and Scully mused that maybe the closet had been a portal to another dimension where this was really going to happen.
Mulder came back with two room keys and Scully looked questioningly as he handed her one but took it. 'Two rooms, Mulder?'
As he pulled the car into a space in front of their rooms he nodded. 'Two rooms. One for the guys in book keeping and the other for your freedom to back out, Scully.' He reached over and turned her face towards him. 'Whether it's your room or mine, or each in our separate rooms, I will always trust you completely. But just know that if it is my room, we play by my rules.' He then smiled deviously and leaned closer.
Scully felt waves of peace and anticipation. She grabbed a key out of his hand and turned away before she latched on and never let go. She got out of the car. Mulder followed suit, trying to guess what she was thinking. They both grabbed their bags out of the trunk and headed to their rooms. Scully unlocked her door and looked over at Mulder, slightly bewildered trying to get his key in his lock. Before stepping in she said, 'goodnight Mulder' with a smile and stepped into her room.
