Chapter 21 - Recovery
Mulder opened his eyes wearily, he could feel some pressure on his chest and his arm hurt, but the feeling hadn't come back properly in his fingers or toes yet. He tried to wiggle them and failed. The pressure on his chest moved and he caught sight of a flash of red. Scully, he sighed, she was here, he was alright. He wiggled his fingers again, this time successfully grazing the exposed skin of her arm. She stirred slightly and he stilled his movements. Sure enough she fell back into a deep slumber. God she must have been worried, he thought to himself, damn him! He'd made a pact with himself not to hurt her anymore, but he had. She stirred again, this time fully waking, she sat up and yawned, then stretched, her shirt riding up and revealing the pale white skin of her stomach, he itched to touch it and dragged his fingers, which felt as heavy as lead over to her, just managing to let them trail along her velvet-soft sides. She flinched and looked down at him.
"You're awake," She murmured, reaching across and pressing the call button "How do you feel?"
"Not too bad, bullet?"
"Yeah, Skinner said you got clipped by one on your way out of the Hoover building, apparently someone was pissed off and didn't like how happy you looked."
"Joy," He sighed "Was it bad?"
"Not really, you've had worse, it nicked the artery though, you lost quite a lot of blood."
"Oh..."
"You scared me." She whispered, almost to herself.
"I'm sorry."
"Don't worry, I'm tough."
"I know, but I'm still sorry."
"Thanks. I'm just glad you're okay, I thought Skinner was you, I couldn't understand why you didn't let yourself in."
"Well, at least you weren't in your underwear, a surprise after work."
She grinned "For Skinner anyway."
He smiled back, "He'd have passed out!"
"I' not that big! Am I?"
"No, I meant he's had a crush on you for years."
"HE'S WHAT?"
"You didn't know? He's always had a thing for you, not many of the male agent haven't!"
"You're exaggerating!"
"No, you don't want to know how much I've been offered for a naked picture of you!"
"Why did they think you could get one?"
"They've always thought we were together, remember?"
"Yeah I suppose, how much?"
"$350."
"Whoa!" She gasped
"Everybody want s naked pictures of you Scully!"
"Do you?"
"What?"
"Do you want a naked picture of me?" She grinned
"Hell yeah!" His eyes flashed
"Right answer." He pressed a kiss to his lips, but broke it off after about 10 seconds, not wanting to do him any more harm. He pretended to be put out, but let his hand rest on her stomach, and was rewarded with a couple of fierce kicks.
"Little boxer." She smirked.
"Little ballerina." He countered
Finally the nurse appeared, disrupting their conversation.
"How do you feel Mr. Mulder?" She asked, taking note of his pulse on her clipboard.
"Not too bad,"
"Does your arm hurt?"
"A bit, I can cope though."
"Are you sure?"
"Yep,"
"Can I get you anything?"
"Would you mind getting me some juice for my wife?"
"Mulder, I'm fine."
"Shut it Scully, you need to drink."
"Alright, alright." She conceded
"Okay sir." The nurse left, reappearing a few minutes later with a bottle of Tropicana.
"Thank you," They both said "Nurse...Hicks." Mulder added.
"It's fine." She replied before leaving.
Mulder tossed her the bottle, she caught it with ease and twisted the lid, cracking the seal, she pulled the cap away and drank half the bottle in one "Hmm?" She tipped the bottle in his direction.
"I'm good."
She finished it and threw it in the waste basket on the other side of the room.
"And she scores!" He said in a commentator voice. She rolled her eyes and grinned at him, he was pretty much back to normal.
"When can I leave?" He asked her.
"I'm not sure, I think you should stay another night, just in case."
"Will you go home?"
"What? No, I need to check you're alright!"
"I'll stay if you go home. Sleep, I'll be fine."
"...Okay..." She agreed sullenly.
"Cheer up, you can have Skinner over to keep you company."
"Funny," She sighed "Just behave, I don't want a call saying you've done something stupid."
"When have I done anything stupid?"
She raised her eyebrows "Do you want me to answer that?"
"In a hospital."
She raised her eyebrows higher, so they were almost merged with her hair "Well, you did try to lure a pidgeon into your room."
"That was irrisponsible, not stupid."
"Oh, right." She replied sarcastically "You also orginised a crutches and wheelchair race with the rest of patients, then crashed into a wall, breaking your sprained wrist."
"...So..."
"So, behave, for my sakes, so I can sleep without worry, well added worry."
"I promise."
"Thank you."
"That's okay, now go on home, I'll bet you didn't sleep well last night."
"I'm fi-fin-fine." She yawned, giving away her fatigue.
"Go home Scully, I'll be alright, come and collect me tomorrow."
She ignored him "I'll be back at 4pm, I love you."
"I love you to," He squeezed her hand "Now go."
She left the room, with one final glance over her shoulder. He waved his hand and smiled.
"How is he?" Skinner asked walking up to her.
"Much better, almost back to normal, he's promised to stay here and behave if I go home."
"That's good, let's go."
"Thanks Walter."
"I'm your friend...right? I'm here to help."
She smiled up at him "Definately."
"Come on then, I'll drop by later if you want another lift up."
"It's fine I'll drive myself."
"No you won't," Skinner unlocked his car and opened her door for her.
"Thanks," She replied, getting in and pulling the seatbelt across herself.
She woke up again around 2pm after a 4 hour nap, she yawned and stretched, before getting up and putting the kettle on and getting a mug out of the cupboard. She snagged a teabag from the jar and tossed it into the mug. Mulder had bought it for her for Christmas after her abduction. It was bright yellow with a cartoon alien on it. She smiled dreamily to herself and rested her hand on her abdomen and rubbed softly, where Mulder had laid his hand earlier that day. She hadn't thought she could ever get more worried about him, but apparently admitting how they felt about each other had opened another flood gate of terror and distress. She poured the water over her teabag and waited, occasionally stirring it, off in deep thought. They still hadn't thought about names properly...they had the sex but hadn't decided yet. After scooping the teabag out of the mug and flinging it into the bin she picked up their list of names. The paper flapped cooling between her fingers and she looked at the final few, she wasn't sure about any of them. Sipping from her drink carefully she folded the list and stuffed it into her pocket. She stood still, the house was silent. It was bizarre being there alone, she had got used to his presence in a way that she'd promised herself that she never would. She had promised her self that she would always be inderpendant, never need someone else to complete her, but she did. She missed him more than she ever thought she could, and the worry about his condition knawed at her heart. Medically she knew it was barely a scratch compared to some of his previous injuries, but she was still scared for him. She shook her head, she was being stupid. Drinking the rest of her tea, she wandered back into their bedroom and picked up the extenion. She dialed Skinner's number and waited, pulling on a pair of jeans.
"Hello?"
"Walter, it's me."
"Dana, how are you?"
"Good thanks, would you, uh mind dropping me at the hospital?"
"Sure, I'll come get you in half an hour."
"Thanks."
"S'okay, did you sleep?"
"Yeah, whats going on with the bureau?"
"They're gonna give him two weeks with full pay, starting monday."
"Two weeks! For a little nick?"
"I may have pulled a few strings. Whats the point of being Assistant Director is you can't use it to your advantage."
Scully paused for a moment, touched "Thank you, that's very kind."
"Yeah, yeah," He brushed her thanks off "I'll see you in half an hour."
"Bye."
"Goodbye Dana." He hung up.
She dropped her robe, and pulled a t-shirt over her head. Grabbing a long cardigan, she wandered back into the kitchen and dug a yogurt out of the fridge. After a bit more poking around she dicovered a bag of Gummi Bears. She decided to smuggle them in as Mulder was probably craving something crappy already. By the time she had finished her breakfast, and pulled on some flat pumps Skinner was outside the house. She locked the house and walked out to him.
She stepped inside room 216, where Mulder was propped up against a few pillows.
"Hey," She murmured
"Hi," He replied glumly
"What's up?"
"They ran out of Jello."
"Oh dear god no!" She smirked at him "Will these help?" She tossed the bag of Gummi Bears at him.
"Thank you so much!" He tore open the bag, threw a couple of them into his mouth and chomped furiously.
"Anytime." She grinned at him. He looked up at her smiled, then passed her three clear Gummi Bears.
"Your favourite."
"Thank you." She chewed on one thoughtfully.
"How do you feel? Did you get any sleep, or did the little one keep you up?"
"No, I slept well, it appears the little one was as tired as I was."
They sat in silence for a few moments, then Mulder placed his hand on the back of her neck and pulled her in for a kiss. He slid his tongue into her mouth while she pressed her body up against his. He snaked his hand under her shirt and unclasped her bra. She moaned softly as he ran his long fingers over her breast.
"Not here Mulder." She murmured "Anyone could walk in!"
"So?"
"So anyone could be Skinner."
"Oh, fair point."
"Yeah." She slid out of bed and walked over to the door. She drew back the small curtain that covered the little window on the door, then pushed a chair underneath the door handle. Then she slid back on top of the bed next to Mulder.
"I'm surprised at you Agent Scully."
"Yeah, yeah..." She grinned, then pressed her lips to his.
He ran his tongue around her mouth, tasting every little space, whilst slipping his hands back under her shirt. She placed her hands on his ass and pulled her mouth away from his. She moved it to his ear and began nibbling gently, causing him to let a groan out from the back of his throat, between his lips.
Mulder began to pull her jeans down imaptiently, as she hurridly pushed his hospital gown up around his chest. He managed to pull her underwear down and pressed a quick kiss to her mouth, before flipping her onto her back. He slid two of his fingers inside of her and massaged gently. She writhed with pleasure, and moaned quietly when he rubbed his fingers over her clit. He carried on dipping then caressing her core, whilst her moans became increasingly frenzied. He eventually removed his fingers and licked them, one at a time before gently thrusting himself into her. She gasped and her eyes sprung open, he pressed kisses to her collar bone as he sped up his rhythm, getting added enjoyment out of her pleasure. He could feel the pressure building inside of himself, and thrust even faster, ready for the release. She cried out, pressing her face into his shoulder to muffle her screams, while he bit down on a pillow. He collapsed, spent, on top of her, careful to prop himself up on one arm (his good one) so not to crush the baby.
"Dear God..." She murmured happily
"Yeah..." His eyes began to droop
"You can't fall asleep!" She hissed, "We've got to clean you up before the nurse gets here!"
"Oh crap." He muttered rolling onto his back. She slid out of the bed and grabbed a bowel out from under the bed, she filled it up with warm water and grabbed a wash-cloth. She gently began caressing his dick with the cloth, cleaning him. He slet out a sharp cry of surprise when she allowed her nails to scrape along his length. She grinned wickedly at him and went back to her washing. After another couple of teasing minutes, she wrung out the cloth for a final time and poured the water away. Then she straightened his gown and fixed the sheets, she pulled the chair away from the door and sat down, a sarified smile still gracing her features.