Thank you for the reviews, guys! I like writing this, but currently I'm working a lot so the updates are going to be a little late. And I have to admit I actually have been reading a lot of fanfictions lately, sooooooooo... you know... ;) I hope you all have a nice summer!

Mulder got out of bed. He could hear Scully was in the shower. He headed toward the bathroom and standing on the other side of the shower door and knocked.

"Hey Scully can I join you?"

She didn't answer, but instead she just opened the door with a smile on her lips. Mulder got in and stood behind Scully, who was standing under the showerhead. He put his arms around her and pulled her with her back against his chest and murmured in her ear.

"Want me to scrub your back?"

"No thank you. I did it myself."

"Hmm... I didn't think you could reach?" He kissed her neck.

She turned around so they were facing each other. He was so much taller than her, when she wasn't wearing any shoes.

"Shut up and wash my hair," she said giving him her the lemon shampoo.

Mulder took the shampoo and opened it – he couldn't help but sniff.

"Mmmh… It smells like you." He put some in his hand and started to massage her hair with his hands. She moaned very quietly. "So good, Mulder." He liked the way she said his name when she was relaxed. Her eyes were closed, so as he continued to massage her scalp he couldn't keep his eyes from her full breast. They were bigger than he remembered. They'd seen each other naked before, but never like this. All the other times they were in some kind of danger.

They were full and perfect and fitted amazingly to the rest of her body. He hadn't noticed he'd stopped massaging while he was looking at her beautiful body. Scully noticed he had stopped, so she opened her eyes and saw that he was gazing at her. She poked him in the ribs to get his attention.

"Mulder, what are you looking at?"

"Uhm, nothing… sorry…"

He was surprised and started to rinse her hair with water, so he didn't have to explain himself.

"Mulder you know you don't have to apologize for gazing at me. I like it." He was finished with her hair and continued with his own. "Good, because I like gazing at you." He smiled.

Scully kissed him chastely on the lips and got out of the shower.

"Hey where you going?" Mulder yelled.

"I'm hungry, so I'm going to make us some breakfast." She replied.

Later

They were standing in the kitchen cleaning the dishes from their breakfast when Mulder spoke.

"I was thinking I could go home and pack a bag with clothes and stuff…" He was nervous.

"Yeah?" Scully said as she dried of the plates.

"…then I could come back here and we could spent some time together. If you feel like it of course?" he took the plates from her and put them back in the cabinet and looked her in the eyes.

"Yeah, it would be really nice Mulder." She smiled shyly.

"Really?"

She kissed him quickly on the lips.

"Yeah, really."

Mulder took his shoes on and Scully gave him his car keys.

Before Mulder got out of the door he gave Scully a wet kiss on the cheek.

"Gee, thanks Mulder." She said disgusting.

"See ya later, Mrs. Petrie."

Scully closed the door as she giggled and went to her office to look at some new journals she needed to read before the autopsies next week. She sighed as she sat down in her big cozy chair. She was thinking of Mulder. 'How couldn't she?' He was the most honest and caring man she'd ever met. He was the right person for her. She kept him sane and loyal in their work. But what Mulder didn't know was what he also did to Scully. When they started to work together as Mr. and Mrs. Spooky she was introduced to a world she'd never thought existed. Mulder always felt guilty when she was hurt during work. Especially with her abduction and inoperable or treatable cancer, but as always Mulder saved her. He just didn't know how much he meant to her. Even though she'd tried to explain him a million times she had chosen this path herself, he would never forgive himself for the pain they had been suffering through. One thing they really hadn't talked about yet was her suffering of infertility. She'd never dreamt about children before the possibility to have children was gone. Even though it's a very sore subject between them they had to talk about it. She knew Mulder dreamt about children, but only if she was a part of them too. She would do anything to give Mulder the children he deserved so much. After the loss of his sister he basically lost his family – until she walked through the office door of course. They simply belonged to each other. She knew they had to take things slow - they both needed time to readjust. She knew this relationship was new for both of them. They had to be careful, because they couldn't risk loosing the x-files. Scully knew how much they meant to Mulder – he has to find Samantha, and Scully was going to be there for him when he did. Love, yeah.

They actually had a lot of work to do these days. Some of the cases they'd finished last week were horrible; an old woman, who had lost her own child when she was young, kidnapped a little 3-year old girl in Boston. First Scully and Mulder thought it wasn't within their specialty, but soon their mind changed when they found out the woman had been abducted when she was about 5 years old. She had an implant in her left wrist and a tattoo with four numbers and three letters on her inner arm. They'd never seen anything like this, but something similar with the implant. Mulder didn't know why she had the tattoo on her arm. Through secret sources Scully found out the woman was from Germany and had been a part of the holocaust where soldiers had taken her child from her. That explained the tattoo – but not the abduction. They found the old woman dead within a week, but the little girl was nowhere to found. The woman had killed herself by jumping from a high house. After a few days searching for the girl a couple of teenage boys found her body in a small very old cabin in a forest about 45 miles from Boston. The girl was strangled with a rope and her stomach was cut open. In the cabin they found an old tattoo machine. Unfortunately it was used on the little girl – she now had four numbers and three letters on her right inner arm. Poor child. Scully did the autopsy on the little girl – she couldn't stop thinking about Emily. Again Mulder knew exactly what she was thinking during the case; therefore he comforted her as much as she needed it. She truly couldn't stop loving him. They never found out why the woman kidnapped the girl, maybe to get over the loss of her own child. They closed the case and went home to the basement. That was now three days ago. Scully looked at her watch. It was almost two o'clock – 'where is Mulder?' she thought. He'd been gone for almost two hours now. She decided to call him, but when she reached for her phone she heard the door open.

"Honey, I'm home!" Mulder yelled teasingly.

Scully went out to greet him, but what she found was a Mulder she'd never seen before.

"Mulder what's that?" she said pointing at the huge beautifully bouquet of dark roses in his right hand.

"Ahh… it's just a little gift for my woman." He winked at her. He let go of his bag and took off his shoes as he walked towards Scully with love in his eyes. She tried to grab the bouquet in his hand, but he stretched it above her head so she couldn't reach it. He made a pouting mouth and pointed at it with his fingers – before she got it he wanted a kiss as thanks for the bouquet.

"Seriously?" she asked looking him deep in the eyes.

"Seriously." He replied.

"Mmh… okay…"

She put her right hand on his neck and the left on his back and tiptoed to reach his lips. Still with the bouquet in his hand he put his arms around her and deepened the kiss. As they continued kissing they walked towards the kitchen counter, where Mulder lifted her up. With his lips on hers he let go of the bouquet on the kitchen table. She put her legs around his waist and pulled him closer to her. She cupped his cheeks with her hands as he grabbed her round ass firmly. Mulder had never kissed like this. Their mouths fit perfect with each other. Their tongues danced and touched each other gently but still they could feel each other's needs through the touches.

Mulder broke the long kiss and looked her deeply in the eyes.

"I love you so much, Dana"

"And I love you, Fox."

"I like it when you call me by my first name."

"Yeah? Well I like saying it." She smiled.