Ouroboros

Part 4

by

Trycee

Time Line: Season 6-7, Before All Things.

Disclaimer: I do not own the X-files, I wrote this for fun not profit.

Description: Story addressing the infamous tattoo and it's disappearance. *This is a re-write of my original Ouroboros story which was a one-shot/short story. I decided to expand it.*

Mulder stood up off the couch and then helped Scully lift up and stand in front of him. He grabbed the bag Dr. Harris had given him and gently tugged her down the hall. She didn't resist nor ask any questions. She was trusting him fully and he was grateful for that. This was all new territory for the both of them. Scully was letting him prove that he could care for her and she was allowing him to do it unchallenged, well, mostly unchallenged, it was Scully. He lead her into the bathroom, much to her surprise. He looked down at her. "I thought you'd like a shower before bed."

She smirked and stared into his eyes. "Is this a way to get me naked again, Mulder?"

He feigned innocence. "Who me?", he said, shrugging his shoulders. "Scully, I would never!", he said, with a high pitched voice.

Mulder watched as her eyebrow raised and she gave him one of her deadly Scully glares.

"Okay, maybe...", he smiled. "But, I know how much you like to take baths before bed...and I thought a shower would make you feel better."

"I do like to take baths...or a quick shower before bed," she said, crossing her arms in front of her. "I'll try to pretend that your motives are purely honorable, how 'bout that."

"Thank you!", he sighed.

She shook her head. "Your so obvious, Mulder."

He crinkled his face. "Scully, I'm a guy...and you have been my only fantasy for seven years...I have so many fantasies about you, I have them categorized."

"What?", she gasped. "You do?"

"Yes," he said, with a twinkle in his eye.

"Care to elaborate?"

"Umm, not while I'm on the job!"

"Fair enough," she sighed.

Mulder was enjoying the way she gripped his arms and shyly dropped her head down and then peaked up at him before turning her gaze away. "Your so beautiful...", he said finally. "I can't tell you what it means to me for you to let me take care of you like this, Scully."

Her smile faded. She swallowed hard as he looked at her with adoration in his eyes. She nervously shifted against him. Without looking away from her, he reached into her large walk-in shower and turned on the sprayer. He adjusted the temperature and then locked onto her gaze. He knelt down in front of her and began to slip her pajama pants down. She held onto his shoulders firmly. He watched her closely and she leaned in and kissed his cheek and then his lips. He continued on slipping it down, lifting her tiny legs and pulling the garment off each one. She was standing again in front of him in her silken brown panties and this time Mulder was going to take them off.

She could tell he was nervous. She was nervous as well. He placed his hands on the sides of her waist, high up where the straps were and pulled them down. Mulder gasped at the sight that awaited him. Scully was indeed a redhead. She was trimmed neatly but had small red curls that he wanted to plunge his fingers into. He inhaled her scent and continued to stare as his hands begin to knead her buttocks.

"Mulder?", she breathed in sharply.

Embarrassed from his reaction, Mulder finally slipped her panties off. He was blushing as he met her gaze. "Sorry, I kind of forgot what was happening for a moment there..."

She smirked and watched as he lifted her arms and removed her top. She was once again bare before him and he sported the largest grin she had ever seen. Mulder twisted Scully around and bent her slightly forward so her back curved beneath his hand as he removed her bandage. He replaced it with a clear water-proof bandage that he pressed firmly against her delicate skin. She stood up and turned before him. She was completely naked and Mulder was noticeably uncomfortable in his tight jeans. As much as he wanted to concentrate on taking care of her, Mulder couldn't help the dirty thoughts that were clouding his mind. His hand slid from the curve of her waist and grazed her hip on down to her leg as she shivered from his touch. His other hand brushed right above her buttocks smoothing out the protective bandage. She could feel his hot breath on her neck and her toes curled. She braced herself against the shower door until Mulder rose up on his feet and turned her to face him. Her face was flushed on down to her slightly rose colored breasts. He licked his lips at the sight of her.

"Step in the shower, Scully," he said with labored breathing.

Her eyes traveled up from the protrusion at his waist on up to his dark eyes full of desire for her. She stepped into the spray of the water and grabbed the soft sponge and bath gel. Mulder closed the glass door of the shower but he was rooted where he stood. She felt him watching her and it was both exciting and frightening as she began to wash her body. She had turned away from him just as she had when they had been in the decontamination shower but this time she knew he was fully engaged in his observance of her. She heard the glass door open behind her and turned to see that Mulder had removed his shirt. He was dressed still in his jeans but Scully's eyes grew wide as they traveled up his wide chest with muscles and sparse hair in just the right place. He leaned into the shower, trying to avoid getting wet and then grabbed up the shower gel from the shower caddy and placed a dollop in his hands working it into a lather.

Scully could feel his fiery palm as it made contact with her back. He lathered the soap down her petite back on down towards his spot covered with water-proof bandage careful to avoid the area. Mulder's hands slipped down towards her buttocks. She shivered from his touch as he applied the soap to her rounded bottom and then further down her legs. She turned to face him as the spray washed the soap away. He was staring at her and she could tell he was full of desire but he was tabling it for now. He had a job to do no matter how much touching her turned him on. Mulder's touch was turning her on as well.

She washed the soap away with the occasional help of Mulder's large hand sweeping out against her skin. Mulder grabbed the shampoo and again added a dollop to his hand and made a quick lather before applying it to Scully's red curly locks. She closed her eyes and stepped back closer towards him as he lathered the suds into her hair. He twisted the silky locks into a tiny braid and set it atop of her head and then turned her to face him. She smiled at him as the braid broke apart as the water spray began to wash the suds away. He grabbed a towel from the towel hanger and beckoned for her to step into his arms. He wrapped the towel around her, tucking the ends under her arm. Mulder then added a second towel to wrap around her head. She twisted the towel up and smiled when Mulder grabbed her hand and lead her into her bedroom. Scully leaned against the bed as Mulder walked back into the bathroom to clean up. He returned with his white t-shirt back on much to her disappointment. He grabbed another pair of pajamas from her drawer and a pair of underwear that he stroked with his fingers, feeling the silkiness before sliding them up her leg, over the curve of her buttocks and high up on her hips. He removed the towel as she watched him. He used the ends of the towel to soak up the moisture from her skin and toweled her completely dry. He turned Scully back away from him and removed the water-proof bandage. He used the edges of the towel to sop up the moisture that had pooled around the edges of the bandage and then he applied more prescription numbing cream to her wound. He re-bandaged it with a cotton bandage and slipped her top down over her arms and head but not before getting another glimpse of her chest.

"The swelling has gone down."

"Good," she said, grabbing a brush and fighting the tangles of her hair. He watched as she smoothed out the tangles and set the brush aside.

He pushed the blankets back and helped Scully up into her bed. She was forced to lay on her side and so he positioned a few pillows in back of her to keep her propped up, away from her wound. "Do you need anything, Scully?"

She reached out and touched his face. "Thank you for taking care of me, Mulder."

He leaned down and she shifted up so there lips met. "I'll always be there, Scully."

"Then where are you going?"

He shrugged. "I thought...I thought..."

"You thought wrong!", she said, patting her thigh.

Mulder beamed and then held up his finger. "Give me a second, Scully. I wanna clean up the living room a little bit."

Scully lay her head back down and listened to the sounds coming from her living room and kitchen. Mulder had moved out of her range but then he reappeared in her bedroom. She could hear him shuffling around behind her and then she felt his weight as the bed dipped. He scooted up close, spooning against her. She sighed contently as he slid his hand over her stomach. His fingers traced the curve of her body. She closed her eyes as he moved closer until their bodies were pressed firmly together. "Mm mm, Mulder, this feels so good."

"It does," he said, as he layered kisses against her ear and inhaled the fresh scent of her hair and skin. "Go to sleep, Scully."

She closed her eyes and relaxed into his touch. Mulder was in heaven. He had Scully in his arms though they weren't able to act on any feelings. Scully was in pain but he was loving his role as her caretaker. It wasn't long before she was asleep. He touched the bandage and then smoothed his hand back over her stomach. Scully's bottom rested in just the right place for him and Mulder was having a hard time sleeping. He could smell the citrus scent of her hair and feel the smoothness of her skin beneath his fingers. All around him was her scent. Mulder respected Scully more than anything and so he pulled the blankets up around them and waited for sleep to take him.

Light trickled through the windows and Mulder found himself waking on his back with Scully laying on top of his chest, her tiny frame fitting snugly between his legs. He was confused but delighted. He smoothed his hand over her soft hair and she awoke immediately. "Mulder?", she said, shuffling to look into his eyes. She noticed the position they were laying in. "How did we...?"

"I don't know," Mulder grinned. "But, I am not going to question it."

She laughed and then Mulder leaned into a kiss. Scully sighed contently.

"How are you feeling?"

"Like I had a laser scrap the skin off my back!", she huffed.

"Well, come on, it's time for Dr. Mulder to take care of you."

She smirked. "Dr. Mulder, huh?", she said with a giggle.

"Mm mm," he said, as he lifted her up. She weighed nearly nothing and so he placed her standing on the carpeted floor.

Mulder stood up next to her and Scully's eyes enlarged as she stared at the front of his boxer shorts. Mulder smiled at her unashamed. She watched as he slipped his jeans on over his silky boxers and struggled to button it up over his morning protrusion. A wide cocky smile adorned his face. "You are in trouble when you heal, Scully."

"Yes, I am," she said breathlessly, stepping back to take him all in. "I really am!"

They grinned at each other and then Mulder slid her hand in his, leading her down the hall back to the couch. He propped her up and refilled the ice pack, placing it behind her back. "Are you hungry, Scully?"

"It depends," she smirked. "Are you cooking?"

"Ouch!", he said, feigning hurt.

She grinned though she couldn't see him. "You know, I may never heal if this is the treatment I get."

"Oh?", he said, as he fumbled around in her kitchen.

She heard a few clanks and clinks from her pots and pans being dropped. "Yeah, if I knew you'd take care of me this well, I would have let you take care of me years ago..."

Mulder stopped and smiled. "I appreciate that, Scully."

"So," she said, flipping on the TV and searching for the news. "What are you burning for our breakfast, Mulder?"

He laughed and then snatched open the refrigerator door, grabbing eggs, turkey bacon and orange juice. "Just let me take care of you," he said, sincerely.

She listened as he cooked and occasionally yelped from burning his fingers. She smiled to herself and imagined that Sunday's could always be like this, with Mulder attempting to cook her breakfast and take care of her when she needed it. She realized that it wasn't a wish anymore. She had someone to lean on, who understood her in a way that no other person ever had. Mulder brought her a tray with two plates for them both. Scully broke out into laughter at the half scrambled, half fried eggs on her plate with slightly burnt turkey bacon and a bagel smeared with cream cheese. Mulder had at least gotten her coffee right. Mulder looked amused at her reaction. "You like my masterpiece?", he asked.

"I do!", she sighed. "Very well done, Mulder. Thank You."

He leaned down and pressed his lips to her soft lips. They were surprised at how comfortable and natural it felt to kiss. He sat down next to her. Mulder winked as she ate her food. She slapped at his attempts to grab her 'fake bacon' as he called it. She watched as Mulder cleaned up afterwards and she was sure her sink was full to the brim of dishes and unscraped food stuck to her plates. Mulder returned sitting inches from her and placed his arm around her shoulder. "I can imagine now that this is the way it'll be with us," he said.

"I can too," she smiled. "I can too."

"We'll grow old together," he smiled.

"You'll grow old!", she huffed.

Mulder laughed as he gazed at her. "You are so beautiful, Scully. And you are all mine!"

She twisted around to face him. "And you are mine, Mulder."

His palm pushed the pillows back exposing his bandaged spot on her skin and Scully smiled up at him. He leaned in and there lips pressed together in a lingering kiss. They broke the kiss and beamed as they stared into eachother's eyes. They turned back towards the television and Mulder snatched the remote from Scully's hand. Her heart fluttered as Mulder smiled down at her just inches from her mouth. He pressed his lips to the top of her head and forehead as his hands caressed her gently against him. He flipped the channels with the remote until he found a Monster movie.

"AH...", Scully sighed playfully. "It's going to be a LONG day!"

Mulder winked and grinned back at her. "Look Scully, this is the one where the Vampire bites the girls neck but she doesn't become a vampire."

"She doesn't?", she said, rolling her eyes.

"No, she instead starts attacking all the vampires!", he said, with childish wonder.

She smiled as she observed him and then settled in closer in his arms. She could feel his warm sweet breath against her ear.

"You see that part, Scully?", he said, wrapping her snugly against him. "Now that isn't the way real Vampire's act. You do realize that, don't you Scully?"

"Yeah, Mulder," she sighed. "Yeah, I do..."

THE END

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