Title: Bubbles and Memories
Disclaimer: I don't own the X-Files
Note: I'm just a girl, oh little old me, well, don't let me out of your
sight!
OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH I've had it up to here! Anyway, Yeah, I'm a little tired.
On with the show...
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July 4th 7:59 am
I wake up to the sound of the alarm clock going off at and I quickly slap it to shut it off. Mulder has his head rested on my chest; the warmth is soothing. I slowly play with his hair and kiss his head. What would I do without this man? I gently lift up his head and slide out of bed and head on over to the bathroom. When I get in there I turn the water on in the tub. I fill it up with luxurious hot water and bubble bath. As I wait, I brush my teeth and look at Mulder still sleeping. He looks so precious. One of the things I like to do is gaze at him while he's sleeping. So calm and peaceful. Just like a lake in the early morning on a summer day. Calm and peaceful, until someone comes and jumps into it. Luckily, I have this chance to see him like this when he sleeps. So I can enjoy the calm in him. Rarely he'll be this calm when he's awake. He's always looking over his shoulder and worrying about me. Wondering if this beast that attacked me once before will ever come back. Wondering if he looks away from me, I might disappear. Wondering...if I will get my cancer back.
I decide that I better get to my bath before the water over flows. I strip my clothes and slowly slide my right foot into then water. My left foot follows the right, and soon I am totally engulfed in the water and bubbles. The bubbles feel great on my back and feet. The feel of them is so unreal. They feel like a very light sheet. So soft and it tickles when you rub up against them.
As I was soaking up in the water, about to fall asleep, I feel a soft warm hand touch my shoulder. Startled, I open my eyes to see a grinning Mulder. I sigh and smile back up at him and sit up in the bath tub to make room for him to get it. He takes off his boxers and gets in behind me. I lay on his chest and snuggle my nose into his neck. He plays with my hair and we are both illuminated in the morning sunshine shinning through the bathroom window. A few minuets later, he takes the soap and the wash cloth, and starts to wash my back. Around, and around in circles he goes with the wash cloth on my back. his soft finger tips gliding against my slick warm skin. It feels heavenly. Before he can go any further, I decide we better not do this now. We need to get to my mothers. So, I turn around to face him and tell him what I'm thinking. It doesn't take any words because all I have to do is look at him and he already knows. He gives a childish pout and I kiss that bottom lip of his and step out of the tub. He tries to use the puppy dog look on me, but I do not look at him. When he discovers that I will not look at him he sinks in the tub and tries a sorry attempt to drown himself.
--Thirty minutes later...
As I finish up blow drying my hair, Mulder lies on the bed in his jeans and blue New York Yankees shirt, still pouting. I smile at him. Really, can a man die from not having sex in twenty-four hours? I finish my hair and glide out of the bathroom in my blue sun dress. I walk up to the bed and hover of Mulder and say, "Mulder, it's only been twenty-four hours. It's not going to kill you."
with a grown, he replies, "What do you mean it's not going to kill me! Are you a man Scully? No, and If you were then you'd know exactly how I feel. besides, it's not my fault you've worn close to nothing in the past day." I start to smile and he sits up and checks me out. He sighs and says, "And now you're strutting around in cute, short, skimpy blue dresses that make you even more damn sexy."
Now I am really smiling. "Well, I'm glad my plan is working, " I say and I walk to the closet to get my blue sandals out. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Mulder get up and say, with crossed arms, "What's that supposed to mean?" He gives me a suspicious look and I plant my best innocent look I've got. He squints at me and then grabs our bags and says in a mocking tone, "I'll take our stuff to the car, master." He picks up the stuff and heads out the door to the car.
--Maggies House --11:30 am
Thanks to our little bath we shared this morning we are thirty minutes late. As Muder pulls up the drive way, I look at the tall tree and the dark green grass in my old front yard. I remember the millions of times Bill, Missy, Charlie and I had played in that grass and fallen out of that tree. We both step out of the car. As Mulder stretches out his legs I look at the two story house. It's such a old house, but so new looking. I can still picture my mother looking out the bay window watching us kids playing. I can still see my father in the top floor opening the window to yell at us when we fight. The memories in this house are special. I just hope we'll have some happy memories from this visit.
Mulder opens the trunk to the car, and grabs our bags. His hair is flowing in the wind and the joyful birds are singing a lovely tune. When we has the bags, he looks up at me and his eyes are shining. The clear blue sky and the warm sun shine are doing wonders on his hazel eyes. He smiles at me and we start to walk on the brick red path to the front door. I can tell Mulder is getting a little nervous so I give him a reassuring smile and was about to press the door bell when he say's, "Wait, I want to do this before they know we are here. It my by the last one you get from me." He gets closer and stoops his head down and plants a gentle kiss on my lips. I kiss him back and then we part, "Well, lets get my exacution over with." I smile and him and say, "Mulder, don't worry about it," and I press the door bell.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Well, does it suck or what? Tell me what you think!
On with the show...
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July 4th 7:59 am
I wake up to the sound of the alarm clock going off at and I quickly slap it to shut it off. Mulder has his head rested on my chest; the warmth is soothing. I slowly play with his hair and kiss his head. What would I do without this man? I gently lift up his head and slide out of bed and head on over to the bathroom. When I get in there I turn the water on in the tub. I fill it up with luxurious hot water and bubble bath. As I wait, I brush my teeth and look at Mulder still sleeping. He looks so precious. One of the things I like to do is gaze at him while he's sleeping. So calm and peaceful. Just like a lake in the early morning on a summer day. Calm and peaceful, until someone comes and jumps into it. Luckily, I have this chance to see him like this when he sleeps. So I can enjoy the calm in him. Rarely he'll be this calm when he's awake. He's always looking over his shoulder and worrying about me. Wondering if this beast that attacked me once before will ever come back. Wondering if he looks away from me, I might disappear. Wondering...if I will get my cancer back.
I decide that I better get to my bath before the water over flows. I strip my clothes and slowly slide my right foot into then water. My left foot follows the right, and soon I am totally engulfed in the water and bubbles. The bubbles feel great on my back and feet. The feel of them is so unreal. They feel like a very light sheet. So soft and it tickles when you rub up against them.
As I was soaking up in the water, about to fall asleep, I feel a soft warm hand touch my shoulder. Startled, I open my eyes to see a grinning Mulder. I sigh and smile back up at him and sit up in the bath tub to make room for him to get it. He takes off his boxers and gets in behind me. I lay on his chest and snuggle my nose into his neck. He plays with my hair and we are both illuminated in the morning sunshine shinning through the bathroom window. A few minuets later, he takes the soap and the wash cloth, and starts to wash my back. Around, and around in circles he goes with the wash cloth on my back. his soft finger tips gliding against my slick warm skin. It feels heavenly. Before he can go any further, I decide we better not do this now. We need to get to my mothers. So, I turn around to face him and tell him what I'm thinking. It doesn't take any words because all I have to do is look at him and he already knows. He gives a childish pout and I kiss that bottom lip of his and step out of the tub. He tries to use the puppy dog look on me, but I do not look at him. When he discovers that I will not look at him he sinks in the tub and tries a sorry attempt to drown himself.
--Thirty minutes later...
As I finish up blow drying my hair, Mulder lies on the bed in his jeans and blue New York Yankees shirt, still pouting. I smile at him. Really, can a man die from not having sex in twenty-four hours? I finish my hair and glide out of the bathroom in my blue sun dress. I walk up to the bed and hover of Mulder and say, "Mulder, it's only been twenty-four hours. It's not going to kill you."
with a grown, he replies, "What do you mean it's not going to kill me! Are you a man Scully? No, and If you were then you'd know exactly how I feel. besides, it's not my fault you've worn close to nothing in the past day." I start to smile and he sits up and checks me out. He sighs and says, "And now you're strutting around in cute, short, skimpy blue dresses that make you even more damn sexy."
Now I am really smiling. "Well, I'm glad my plan is working, " I say and I walk to the closet to get my blue sandals out. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Mulder get up and say, with crossed arms, "What's that supposed to mean?" He gives me a suspicious look and I plant my best innocent look I've got. He squints at me and then grabs our bags and says in a mocking tone, "I'll take our stuff to the car, master." He picks up the stuff and heads out the door to the car.
--Maggies House --11:30 am
Thanks to our little bath we shared this morning we are thirty minutes late. As Muder pulls up the drive way, I look at the tall tree and the dark green grass in my old front yard. I remember the millions of times Bill, Missy, Charlie and I had played in that grass and fallen out of that tree. We both step out of the car. As Mulder stretches out his legs I look at the two story house. It's such a old house, but so new looking. I can still picture my mother looking out the bay window watching us kids playing. I can still see my father in the top floor opening the window to yell at us when we fight. The memories in this house are special. I just hope we'll have some happy memories from this visit.
Mulder opens the trunk to the car, and grabs our bags. His hair is flowing in the wind and the joyful birds are singing a lovely tune. When we has the bags, he looks up at me and his eyes are shining. The clear blue sky and the warm sun shine are doing wonders on his hazel eyes. He smiles at me and we start to walk on the brick red path to the front door. I can tell Mulder is getting a little nervous so I give him a reassuring smile and was about to press the door bell when he say's, "Wait, I want to do this before they know we are here. It my by the last one you get from me." He gets closer and stoops his head down and plants a gentle kiss on my lips. I kiss him back and then we part, "Well, lets get my exacution over with." I smile and him and say, "Mulder, don't worry about it," and I press the door bell.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Well, does it suck or what? Tell me what you think!