I know it's been a couple of days since my last update. I haven't forgotten yet – I may sometime in the future but not yet :D Anyway, I was at my cottage, no internet. But I did manage to find time to write you this! ... which isn't much.

It was a short drive to the café, Mulder and I held hands the entire way. I mostly enjoyed the scenery, which wasn't much. Lots of open spaces; you could be killed on one of these roads and no one would ever know. Nice morbid thinking. Mulder had a silly grin on his face the whole time we drove which was about three hours.

We pulled into the café parking lot. It wasn't what you'd expect, it is small dusty and you wouldn't have been able to tell it was a place of business unless of course you already knew. He got out, came around and opened my door for me. "Now who says chivalry is dead?" He shrugged and continued to smile. "If all you're going to do is smile at me the whole time I may as well leave. William does the same thing." He let out a small chuckle at that.

"Chivalry will never be dead when I have you… you, I live to serve." Nice I thought. I am being waited upon. We walked up to the door and he held it for me, guiding me into the restaurant with his hand on the small of my back.

There is a stump little lady behind the counter, a couple of tables and computers to the side. No one else is in the establishment, which I like. No one to stare, no one to figure out I am holding hands with a fugitive. He sat us down at a table in the corner, a spot that would be away from prying eyes- if there were any. The little lady came over and asked us what we'd like. We both just ordered coffees, mine with cream and two sugars, his black. She walked back over to the counter and I turned to look at Mulder. "It's cute." He nodded along. "Seriously. I am not going to be given a response? Contrary to what you may think, I do like human interaction. You may be fine talking to yourself but I like to talk to others." I said with a small smile. The lady came over and handed us our coffees. I thanked her and she walked into a back room. "Mulder stop staring at me." I said feeling the blush rise up to my cheeks.

"No… I need to capture your face like it is now. To help me picture you with me when I'm here."

"Mulder…" He cut me off with a kiss. I sighed, perhaps there's no sense talking to him when he's being like this- sentimental. I sipped my coffee; he continued to stare at my face. I took this as an opportunity to stare back at him. I will never get tired of looking at him. His hand was still wrapped around mine- he was rubbing circles on the back of my hand with his thumb.

We finished our coffee and went for a small walk down the road. The sun was beating down on us making our palms sweat, yet we still didn't let go of each-others hands. We still weren't talking, just enjoying each-others company. We got back to the car got in and drove back to the motel.

Once again he came over and opened my door; this time once I stood up he scooped me into his arms. I giggled. "Mulder! Put me down! What are you doing?"

"Carrying you, what does it look like?" I stuck my tongue out at him and smiled. He opened our motel door and flung me onto the bed. He lay on top of me, kissing my neck, raging a war against my libido. I moaned and dug me nails into his back as he started massing my breasts. He continued his kisses, as we quickly flung our clothing off. I got to his belt and couldn't get it open. He laughed.

"Stupid belt" I muttered.

"It's not. A. Stupid. Belt. It. Keeps. My. Pants. On." He said between kisses.

"Well now, that is our problem right there." I panted. His hand found his way into my panties when i finally got his belt open. He rubbed his thumb over my clitoris making me moan into his ear, which caused him to shudder. I slipped my hand into his boxers and found him hard and ready for me. I started to pull them off, but he stopped me.

"First, this must go." And he flung my bra across the room. "See, now we're both equal."

"I never knew you were so into equality Mulder." And with that I sat us up and took his boxers off. I ran my hands up and down his chest, stopping, and then slowly raking my finger nails down the middle of his torso right to the base of this penis then back up again. He moaned and gripped my hips. We rolled over until he was once again on top of me. I squirmed a bit and he realized I was trying to get out of my panties. He was so eager that he ripped them off. I almost complained, they were my favourite ones but his ministrations distracted me. He was kissing his way down my stomach; he lightly brushed his finger-tips against my inner thighs making me wiggle. Then he was there. Right where I needed him, he was sucking gently on my clitoris, then slowly pumping two fingers into me. The pace was agonizingly slow, and he knew this. Then I felt my inner muscles contract and the sweet release I'd been waiting for took over my body. When I came down from my high he was looking down on me pleased with himself. He kissed me passionately, so happy that he could cause these physical responses so quickly. I then flipped us back over so now I was straddling him. "Your turn big boy" he grinned at me. I rolled my eyes. I then proceeded to lightly trace my tongue down his torso and up the shaft to the head of his penis. I took him into my mouth, or as much as I could and started sucking, slowly moving my head. Taking the same agonizingly slow pace that he did with me. I could feel him twitching in my mouth, I knew he was getting close and I didn't want it to end this quickly. So I stop and kissed my way back up to his mouth. He lay there panting as I kissed him, capturing his pouty bottom lip between my own and sucking lightly. He groaned and grabbed my hips pulling me up so I am hip to hip with him. I could feel his penis throbbing against my thigh; I ground down on him making his breaths come in sharper.

As fast as I could I lowered myself onto him and slowly began to pump on him. He matched my slow pace thrust for thrust, we knew that the slower we took it, the longer we had each other to enjoy. He sat up; we were in the middle of the bed. One of my legs is wrapped around his waist and the other was hooked around his arm. He brought my leg up to rest on his shoulder, this opened up a whole new set of nerve endings for me. I tried to keep my pace slow but I needed release, and so did Mulder. He was pounding into me so hard that we toppled over, which resulted with him on top of me. My head was hanging off the bed now, and we continued our fast, hard pace which made us fall off the bed entirely. He stopped pumping and looked at me and I smiled telling him I was fine. He smiled back relived and continued. We made our way across the floor, I'm probably going to have serious rug burn tomorrow, but right now I couldn't care less.

Eventually we stopped, both having been relieved of the built up pressure. We got up and he spooned up behind me on top of the covers. We quickly fell asleep.

It was 4pm by the time I awoke, I sighed realizing that we have now used up our time- that I really must get back to William. I miss him terribly, and I hope that one day Mulder will be able to come back to us. For these meetings can no longer continue. This meeting itself has put Mulder at a great risk. I contemplated all this while once again staring at his long, lean, muscular body. Fifteen minutes later his eyes fluttered open, it may have been due to the fact that I was stroking his chest. He jumped when he saw me staring at him. "I really do need to go now…"

"I know" He sat up and cupped my face in his hands, his thumbs stroking my face. "I just wish you didn't."

"Me either. But I miss William; I need to see him, our baby. I've put you at enough of a risk already and William will not grow up without a father."

"We don't know that- how long will I have to stay in hiding to protect him? He may grow up without me anyway… I need to be able to see you again."

"I-I can't. Not again, the separation is too painful. And even though you may not be there, and I stress the may not, he will know who you are, what you do for us, until you can return." I smiled at him and rubbed my hand up and down the length of his arm. We sat like this for a while, me sitting in his lap, just holding each other. "Mulder…"

"I know Scully, I know."