Disclaimer: I do not own the X Files I just love the characters.
Note: I don't think I could ever pull off smut so you guys will have to use your imagination when it starts getting more mature. ;) Enjoy though! I am considering keeping it going until Mulder's abduction. I have always wondered what it was like for them behind closed door after they slept together so like or favorite this to show if you care! I might do it anyways….
The day after
Scully was always the practical one. It was rare she let her emotions get involved in her work so the day after her first night with Mulder she was not sure how to act. She had left his place early leaving a note so she could go home and get ready but also so she could have time to digest what had just happened.
The night before
She had woken up on Mulder's couch covered by a blanket. She could hear his shower running and saw him nowhere. She cursed herself internally for falling asleep during what she hoped was going to be a good conversation. She stood up and walked over to his bedroom doorway and saw the bathroom door closed with the light on. She thought for a moment about what to do. Her first reaction was to leave right away and call on her way home to thank him but she then remembered all that had happened that day and decided to be brave.
"Mulder?" She said bracing herself.
"Hey Scully! Did I wake you up?" She heard him from the bathroom.
"No my neck was starting to hurt." She said looking at the floor hoping to root herself in the ground so she would not run away.
The sound of the shower turning off nearly sent her running out the door but she held herself in place carefully.
"I'll be right out. Don't leave!"
Scully was not sure if she should move back to the couch, sit on the edge of his bed, or stay where she was. She could tell from his tone he knew what kind of conversation was going to happen. She paced for a second and decided to stay where she was. She nervously considered that she would have a perfect view of him leaving the bathroom and wondered for a moment if he would come out with a shirt on. This sight which she had seen many times was one that suddenly made her heart beat faster. She felt the blush already coming to her cheeks and cursed softly under her breath.
This had been her life the past few months. Random fantasies staring her partner in different compromising situations. The only time she would indulge these thoughts was after work when she was alone and even then she tried to ignore them. These thoughts continued to persist as she listened to him bumping around the bathroom. She wondered if he was nervous too. The feelings growing between them had become obvious but were still yet unspoken.
The door opening shook her out of her thoughts and she looked up to see him at the bathroom door drying his hair, shirt on. 'Thank God.' She thought knowing it would make speaking to him easier.
"You feel asleep mid thought. I got the feeling I bored you to sleep." He said with a smile as he approached her.
She looked down not meeting his eyes, "Yeah sorry… it's been a long day." She looked up when his bare feet entered her field of vision and she found his face close to hers.
"I can tell. Do you want to talk more about it?" He said meaningfully. Scully fought the urge to look away and looked strait into his eyes.
"If you're up for it I would like that."
"I am always up for talking to you."
He took her elbow and steered her back to the couch.
"Beer?" He asked and went to grab one, not waiting for an answer.
He returned with two beers in hand he passed one to her and then fell into the couch his arm falling easily around her. She unconsciously snuggled closer to him and laid her head on his shoulder.
"All day I found myself following a trail and it all felt wrong and confusing. I told you about the woman who I kept seeing? Well I didn't tell you that I saw her while I was leaving the hospital. I just had this feeling that if I followed her and caught up to her that everything would suddenly make sense and fall into place and so I ran and thought I had caught her but it was you." She said it all carefully knowing that even though it sounded crazy to her that to Mulder it would make sense.
"You thought I was a woman?" He interrupted with an obviously teasing smile on his face. She punched him lightly and he held up his hands in surrender. "Sorry, go on."
"Well… I guess that I… I mean after I found you everything seemed to fall into place. The whole day I was looking at what my life might have been and it was a mess. The first truly independent move I made in my life was joining the FIB but and then the first crazy one was joining the X Files but both those choices saved me. Working these cases with you has helped me find who I really am. I think… It sounds strange but I think all this happened to day to show me that when I find the right path, the right person, I will know." She turned her head to look him in the eyes, "And I think I have known for a while."
Mulder moved his hand up to her face and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. "Me too." He said softly and leaned in to kiss her. At first it was soft and sweet similar to their kiss on New Years. But it quickly turned more desperate as seven years of feelings started to pour out. Scully began to lay back on the couch pulling Mulder on top of her as she went. One of Scully's hands dug into Mulder's hair while the other crept up under his shirt. She could feel his body responding as her hand continued to move up his back.
Suddenly he pulled away, "Is this a good idea?" He asked stroking her cheek with his thumb.
"It's probably the best idea we have ever had." She responded with a smile.
"Then let's do it right." He stood up pulling her into his arms smiling. Scully laughed her rare laugh and wrapped her arms around his neck. Next thing she knew he was dumping her on the bed and quickly moving back over her.
Today
Agent Scully paced anxiously back and forth in the basement office and checked her watch for the third time in five minutes. Mulder was a half hour late and though she knew it was probably not true she wondered if he was regretting the night before and panicking. She wondered if she should call him but decided better of it in case he was feeling overwhelmed. She leaned back against his desk and rubbed her forehead. She heard someone coming down the hall and jumped up straightening her shirt. She felt ridiculous for getting so nervous about a man she knew so well and had worked with for so long.
Mulder turned the corner into the room holding a carton with two cups of coffee in one hand, a brown bag and a brief case in the other, and a folder in his mouth. All of Scully's nerves disappeared as she laughed and went to take the folder from his mouth.
"Hey." Mulder said looking at her softly.
"Hey." Scully held back a smile and stood on the tips of her toes planting a small kiss to his lips.
