Author: Sammy C
Email Address: sammy_75@yahoo.com
Archiving: Gossamer and Ephemeral--anywhere else, ask
me first.
Spoilers: "Trevor" definitely and some "Triangle"
Rating: PG
Classification: VR and a dash of Mulder Angst :-)
Keywords: MSR, Companion piece to "Elation"
Summary: A witty comment causes Mulder to realize his
true feelings for Scully.
Other Disclaimers: Let's see here... M&S/X-Files not
mine. No profit intended, so Chris Carter need not
worry. In case anyone is wondering.. both "Elation"
and this story came out of a comment I made to my
beta-reader (JJ) about the sound of Mulder's voice in
the scene from the morgue.
My Heart leapt
"Scully?" Mulder's voice
filled with wonder and
sudden admiration for his
partner. Not that he didn't
already admire Dana Scully,
but her previous words
made her a goddess in his
eyes.
"Dear diary," he quipped
instead of telling her he
wished to worship the ground
she walked on, "my heart
leapt with elation when
my partner suggested
spontaneous combustion."
The words had been spoken in
jest, but as soon as they
left his lips, Mulder
knew the truth behind them.
He had never been fully
able to describe what he
felt when he was near her,
but "elation" seemed to
describe that feeling best.
If only she knew...
Mulder fought back the sudden
urge to tell Scully that
he loved her. He'd said
it before, but given the
circumstances, Scully had
always assumed he was either
joking or delirious. It
would be better if he could
show his love for her in
another way.
As if Scully could tell he
was on the verge of
speaking, she broke through
his thoughts with a
well-timed, "Shut up, Mulder!"
He looked at her,
surprised at the comment
and amused by the teasing
sparkle in her eyes. God,
she was beautiful!
She was also right. Words
weren't appropriate right
now.
As Scully returned to her
examination of the
corrections officer, Mulder
impulsively grabbed her
arm, stopping her. The eyes
that met her inquisitive
gaze blazed with worshipful
passion.
"Mul--" she began to say,
but he cut her off by
pressing his lips feverishly
against her own. Mulder
marveled that Scully's lips
parted for him so easily
and he kissed them with
all the emotion he could fully
express in three little
words.
It was Scully's body pressing
into his own which
brought Mulder back to his
senses. As much as he
wanted this--to kiss her
and be kissed by her--he
couldn't let it happen here.
Inwardly moaning, Mulder
pulled away from her and
stepped back.
"I'll, ah, leave you to your
work," he said, barely
recognizing the breathless
voice as his own.
Once outside the door, Mulder
heaved a deep, tortured
sigh. "Oh, Scully..." but
he couldn't even begin to
voice what he felt as his
heart danced with sudden
joy.
Fin
