After one long blissful night, Mulder woke up, the sun was shining through the curtains. Slowly removing his arm from Scully's abdomen, he sat up very gently as not to disturb her, looking down at her, as the sun touched her skin like diamonds shimmering across a river. With her hair as red as a flame dancing on a camp fire, her body lifted up and down as she let out small, deep breaths, and lay the naked asleep next to him. He slowly got the blanket to cover her, so she wouldn't get cold. He then proceeded into the bathroom to get changed to go for a quick run before Scully awoke.

About ten minutes passed, when Mulder was about to open the door, he looked back at a very peace full Scully as she lay there still asleep. Mulder opened the door as the sunlight hit his face, he took a very deep breath in, smelling the beautiful morning air, it was fresh, it had been raining that night, not that he had noticed; he had much better things to do. A small smile grew across his face before he slowly and silently shut the door behind him.

Mulder was about to start his jog when he noticed that Freya's curtains were still open. Being a little curious, he peered into her window; her bed had not been slept in. He thought to himself, maybe she got lucky because he certainly did quickly snapping back into realityhe proceed on his light jog.

Meanwhile, back at the motel room, Scully opened her eyes as the sun now was in full beam through the window; the curtains were not doing a very good job at trying to keep the room dark. The room had turned into a dusty orange colour. She rolled over to find a cold, empty space. She was a taken aback by the void of Mulder not being there, she sat up, scanning the room, she could not find Mulder's clothes nor his shoes. She wasn't going to panic, nor was she going to ring him, but if he wasn't back in a few hours, she would definitely go see Freya, and maybe go look for him.

Scully took a deep breath, grabbed the sheet from the bed, and wrapped it around herself. She then preceded to the bathroom. Along the way, she grabbed her clothes for the day. She turned on the shower, and steam soon started to fill the room. She looked at herself, with a small afterglow of what had happened the night, and she smiled and dropped the sheet, threw it to one side, and stepped into the shower.

As the water hit her skin, it tingled, like it was burning, but that was just the way she liked it. Water fell down her small nose, falling down her breasts, down her stomach, and finally hitting the bath tub. Scully ran her fingers through her hair, trying to take in everything that had happened in the last few days. The fact that she was back in Mulder's arms, not once but twice, she didn't know if she was emotionally ready to go back there with him. But with everything getting on top of them, there had been quite a few instances in the office, where Mulder would be doing something that wasn't really significant, and all she could imagine, was him pulling up her close, taking her skirt down her legs, then undoing his trousers as he bends her over his desk, and fucked her hard and fast. The sexual tension between them was getting to the point where they would either kill each other or have passionate hard, rough, sex all night.

Before Scully was lost too much in her thoughts, she turned off the shower, grabbed a towel, wrapping one around her body, and one around her head. Just as she finished, a small kiss was placed upon her neck, and a small whisper upon her ear.

"You look beautiful, Scully."

She turned around to lay a kiss upon Mulder's lips; as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her towel fell off her body.

"There is one beautiful sight I could get used to in the morning."

She laughed and lightly hit Mulder's arm before grabbing the towel to wrap around herself

"Where were you this morning?" Scully asked, sitting on the edge of the tub, slowly pulling her lace lingerie up her beautiful painted red toe nails, then up her well-shaped calf muscles, gently brushing the lingerie across her delicate skin, still having the towel wrapped around the top half of her body.

"Well, I went for a small jog, and stopped by the cafe and got some coffee." He said. but keeping his eyes fixed on what Scully was doing. When Mulder was speaking she was slowly pulling the stocking up her legs but flirtatiously having a look upon her eye and keeping a straight face.

"So where are the coffees?" by this time Scully had finished both legs she stood up and was putting her on her bra slowly sliding in one arm from her fingertips to her shoulders and then the other arm.

Mulder could not help but admire the bra she had chosen; it was a white lace with small swirl patterns on. "There, on the small table" his eyes were still fixed on Scully, watching her play her little game.

"Will you do me up?" as she slowly moves her hand to brush hair from her back across her shoulder and placing it in front of her next to her breasts.

Mulder proceeded to walk to Scully, as he did up the clasps of her bra, he slowly lingered, his fingers caressing her from her ear slowly down her neck, to her shoulder, then working his way down across her bicep, across her elbow, to her fingers whilst slowly putting a delicate kiss upon the nape of her neck and lingering there.

Scully, realising what Mulder was trying to do, slowly pulled away and grabbed her blouse, put her arms through and slowly pushed her chest out, and did each button as delicately as she could, looking up at Mulder with very flirty eyes.

Mulder, at this moment, had a very uncomfortable stance, as his erection was on full stance. He was yearning to have her touch upon his skin, her red lips upon his mouth, to be buried inside her so much that she would not be able to walk for days. He dared not move as Scully reached behind him and grabbed her skirt, sitting back on the side of the bath, slowly sliding one leg in and then the other and zipping it up. She slowly brushed against him, her hand so delicately to her side as she knew her hand would gently run against his erection as she pushed against him. Scully walked across to where the coffees were and proceeded to sit down.

Mulder followed her through, grabbed his coffee, and sat next to Scully on the bed. "You have no idea what you do to me with those flirty eyes of yours" he said as a smirk travelled across his face.

"Oh, I have some idea, judging by your reaction to me getting dressed" Scully said with a glint in her eye like she knew exactly what she was doing the whole time.

"You're such a tease Scully...I will get you back for this" he said as laughter erupted from him.

"Well then, Mr Mulder, I look forward to it," She to burst into laughter.

"On a more serious note, Mulder, it's nearly 10am, and I haven't heard from Freya."

"I looked in her window and saw her bed hadn't been slept in,"

"You did?" Scully said as she raised an eyebrow

"Not like that, Scully, her curtains were open. When I went for my jog, it was early morning, the sun was just appearing over the horizon, and most people would be asleep."

"So, you were trying to get a glimpse of her naked," she said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice

"Oh, no Scully, the only woman I want to see naked is you" Mulder said with a big smile across his face.

Scully looked at Mulder and her cheeks began to turn red "I suggest you take a shower and we can grab some breakfast and maybe get back to the case"