Can I Count on You?

Part 12

By Trycee

Time-Line: Season 7. This is an Alternative Universe story. All Things hasn't happened but this is around the same time and feel of that period.

Disclaimer: I do not own the X-files. This is written for fun not profit.

***Mulder is paralyzed and Scully is caring for him. Mulder becomes bitter. Can Scully handle it? Will their love survive?

When Skinner arrived, the Gunmen were long gone. He could hear the laughter of both Mulder and Scully as he approached Scully's door. He knocked but heard Mulder's deepened voice call out, "Come in."

He opened the door and saw his two favorite Agents seated together, their eyes glowing with Mulder's arms wrapped around her shoulder. He looked away but returned his gaze to their intimate behavior. "Agents," he said, addressing them.

"Sit a spell, Walter," Mulder began.

He looked around and noticed that all of Mulder's wheelchairs, walking assistant devices were all gone.

"Why am I here?", Skinner asked, noticing how Scully looked so comfortable snuggled up in Mulder's arms. It was unsettling for him. He had to look away.

"We made a decision."

"Oh?"

Scully looked up at Mulder for confirmation and then said,"We decided to stay at the X-files."

"We're gonna deal with whatever consequences arise. We have a plan."

Skinner looked detached. "Alright. I'll keep your address on file as your old address. I can't be held liable for whatever ends up happening."

Mulder nodded. "We know."

"I'm just glad that you're back to walking," Skinner said. "No more jumping off train cars or anything like that."

Mulder glanced down to Scully and smiled. "I have a reason not too," Mulder said.

Scully blushed.

Skinner looked uncomfortable. "Good! I don't want to have to come scrape you up somewhere. And as far as the person who shot you. We still need to investigate and find out who that was."

Mulder stood up and walked over to Skinner and they shook hands. "We will," he said.

"I will see you BOTH bright an early tomorrow morning. I expect your report on my desk by 11 am, Agent Scully."

"I will sir," she said.

Skinner turned and walked out the door. Mulder sat back down on the sofa and curled back up to Scully. Her hand went immediately to his and they sat with their fingers laced, as Mulder rubbed her tiny fingers in his. "Thank You for being there for me throughout this ordeal, Scully."

"Of course," she said.

"I have a second chance at life, Scully. A second chance to get things right," he said, bringing her hand to his lips and kissing it.

"Let's go to bed, Mulder," she said, with a tinge of wickedness in her voice.

Mulder smiled. "I'll follow you," he said.

They stood up and Mulder bent down and kissed. Mulder watched as Scully turned to go into THEIR bedroom. He watched her hips sway and smiled at the wicked smile she had plastered on her lips. Mulder nodded to himself and then walked towards the bedroom, closing the door behind them.

THE END