Chapter 4: Mulder Drool

Aeroplane to California

"Mulder, wake up!" I nudged my sleeping partner with an elbow before he could do further damage to my silk blouse. Disoriented, he mumbled a groggy, "Huh?" before nodding back off. Really articulate, Mulder. But at least he was facing the opposite direction.

I looked down at the yellow-tinged ring of drool with mild irritation. I'd been mildly irritated all day, as a matter of fact. Upon walking into the office, I don't know why but I was and now I have to spend two weeks with Mulder as his pretend wife gezz they might as well marry us for real, and then I was informed that I needed to be ready for a flight that left in the morning. This whole case was pointless, in my opinion. People changing bodies? Mulder must have been getting pretty desperate to get out of the office. He wouldn't normally take a case like this he properly knows it's pointless too.

Not a word was said when he dozed off right after takeoff – while I was talking to him. I could see by the dark circles under his eyes that he'd probably worked on gathering information on this case all night. I was gracious in not shoving him off of my chest when his head lolled onto it, mid-flight. He was sleeping, after all, and had no idea what he was doing.

But the moment I realized the warmth that was spreading just above my left breast wasn't from his hot breath, but from drool escaping his open mouth, I drew the line. Looking over at him, sprawled out into the aisle, frowning in his sleep from the interruption, I felt a small but fleeting tug on my heart. He could be so cute when he slept.

The captain's monotone over the intercom, announced our descent into California. From there, it was a puddle-jumper all the way into Evansville. As big as that town was, they didn't have an international airport. California's main city was the closest we could get on a commercial airliner. I always have a Buddy Holly moment when flying on those things.

We hit a pocket of turbulence and the plane dipped, leaving my stomach up where the plane used to be and jerking Mulder out of his deep slumber. He sucked in a huge breath of surprise. It was all I could do to keep from laughing at the wide-eyed look on his face.

"Welcome to California, Mulder," I said sarcastically.

Scully didn't look so well. Her face was completely drained of color. Tiny blue capillaries showed beneath the pale skin and she was so valiantly trying not to wobble as we exited the plane.

I wasn't feeling so hot myself. The short flight down from California was scary as hell, if you want to know the truth. The mid-afternoon sky was almost enough to make me want to stay grounded for a while, case or not. Angry black clouds encased us as we flew through some serious rain. I was amazed we even got the go-ahead for takeoff. The plane bounced and dipped against the resulting turbulence. Needless to say, both Scully and I were gripping the armrests like they were the last lifeboat on the Titanic.

After obtaining a rental from a very exuberant Budget agent, we drove toward the quaint town of Newburgh.

"Looks like a pretty nasty storm is headed this way," I commented. Scully nodded in agreement and continued to look outside the window. I knew she was less than thrilled with the idea of investigating this case, but I felt it merited the benefit of our expertise.

"Scully have you got the right paper work with you, you know for our fake marriage"

"Yes Mulder I have" she dawdled

"Just asking" then I get a really funny idea" Scully" I ask, she's looking out the window so I ask again "Scully can you take a look at something".

"Mhhmm fine "and as she swivels around our lips meet. I would have laughed at the shocked expression on her face if she hadn't started to respond to the kiss.

Drawn together by a force stronger, wiser, more powerful than us, we tasted each other's lips for the very first time. It was sweet, innocent. Lips caressing with loving tenderness as he tangled a hand into my hair.

Before I could respond in kind, he claimed my lips again, crushing them against his in a stormy clash of tongues and teeth. It was unreal, dizzying in its all-encompassing intensity. Dangerous and right, all at once. He tasted beautiful.

A second later he must have come to his senses because he prided himself of me, a bit breathless and wouldn't look at me. I was shocked and embarrassed at the same time so I just stared out of the window wishing that I wasn't in the car parked in some petrol station. Mulder looked shocked as I peered at him in the corner of my eye, his eyes looked dark and cloudy.

I can't believe she started to respond to the kiss it was only a joke to see how she would react and god was it great.

"Ummm Scully" Mulder said rasply

I had decided to ignore him so I said the only thing I could "shut up Mulder and drive" that knocked some sense into him and he started to drive towards our destination again god I have to spend three more hours with him in the car then two weeks of sharing the same bed this is going to be hell.

Oh things are starting to heat up between the agents hope you enjoyed it

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