Title: The Truth Is Not Enough
Author: Dana_Maru
Summary: So they got married, morning after wedding night, Scully speaking - well...oh whatever.
Disclaimer: None of the characters you recognize are mine - so sue me. On second thoughts - don't!
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Chapter Fourteen
Well yesterday was definitely a day to remember - oh shit I can't remember most of last night! Oh, my head hurts! I haven't had a hangover since my college days, and last night's alcohol is certainly coming back to get me now! What the hell did go on last night? As far as I can remember we went to a restaurant, that was lovely, and had I long drinking session in Mulder's room with our friends, then drunkenly stumbled into my room leaving Monica, Skinner and John sound asleep on the floor. I can't quite grasp most of what we talked about, old times I suppose. Mulder and I have obviously made love, I can gather that much, since we are lying naked on this bed with not a shred of clothing on us, only the thin sheets are protecting our modesty - not that much of it though. Our legs are entwined and Mulder is showing no signs of letting me get up to go to the bathroom. I'll just have to be content lying in his arms and admiring the rings on my finger until he lets me go.
Finally, he has unwrapped himself from me, maybe now I can go relieve my bladder! Okay - maybe not, he has just woken up and pulled me back from my sitting position on the edge of the bed.
"Mulder, I really need to go to the bathroom!"
Thankfully, he let me go - I don't want to have to pay any extra dry-cleaning bills. When I return from the bathroom, Mulder is smiling at me and pulls me toward him for a kiss. We lay on the four-poster bed, in each other's arms for a little while until the rumbling of my empty stomach became audible.
"Mulder, are you hungry? I'm gonna call room service and get us some breakfast."
"Uh huh, sure."
I got out of bed and called down for a full English breakfast, it probably wont do much for my stomach but it is apparently a good hangover cure, worth a try.
At last! The porter is knocking on the door, so I wrap a bathrobe around me to answer it. He is waiting with the usual trolley and elegant dishes. This hotel must be costing the bureau a fortune. I hand the guy a £10 note (around $25) as a tip and close the door, carrying the trays toward the bed.
"Mulder...Mulder? Wake up, breakfast's here!"
He barely flinches at the sound of his name but typical Mulder almost flies out of bed at the mention of food.
"A fry-up? Scully are you aware of the effect this kind of food has on a hangover?"
"Yes and I'm also aware of the effect a hangover has on you so eat!"
He does as he's told, and turning slightly green, eats a few of the sausages on his plate. That's about all he can manage, and I'm not doing much better.
"So much for a fried breakfast being a hangover cure."
"No, Scully, the only 'cure' for a hangover is more alcohol! I see you have forgotten your college days. Or didn't you go to bars?"
"Yeah I did actually, but I ended up getting so drunk that I really can't remember most of the nights at college."
"Oh, me neither! Wait a minute, you actually didn't spend all every night studying?!"
He grins and pushes the plate aside to make room for me on the edge of the bed. I try to force down some more of the fried egg, but my stomach no longer wants food, in fact it wants to get rid of it all. I decide to take a shower.
"Where you going?"
"For a shower, Mulder."
"Mind if I join you?"
I shake my head and he follows me into the bathroom. Stupid idea, it took us a lot longer to get out of it than it would normally have if we had showered separately! Oh well, over an hour later, we stumble out of the bathroom, (with not even a towel around us, forgetting that I actually shared the room with Monica) just as my roommate opened the door to our room. I scream in surprise and take cover behind Mulder who screams after me and runs us back into the bathroom to grab a towel. After getting over the shock, we leave the bathroom and go back into the bedroom with bathrobes on.
"I was wondering where you two had gotten to when I woke up."
She says this with a not-so-subtle cheeky grin. Her cheeks have flashed almost as bright red as mine must be, oh well at least I'm not the only one who's embarrassed.
"Um, yeah, well..."
"Oh don't take the trouble explaining, it's pretty obvious what you've been up to."
I thought it was impossible but my cheeks have gone an even brighter red, if anyone ever needs to warm their hands on a cold day, embarrass me!
"Thanks a bunch, Monica, am I not red enough for you? Or do you want to embarrass us even more?"
"Nope, it's okay, I just came in to pack since we have to go back to D.C today. I'll come back when you two are dressed."
So she left the room, still laughing, while me and Mulder were left to get dressed.
She knocked on the door about a half hour later, telling Mulder in a polite way to basically fuck off, cos she wanted some private girl talk. Uh oh, here we go!
"So you left me in that room with Doggett and Skinner complaining ever so loudly about their damn hangovers, so you could have a roll in the sack with Mulder?"
"Hey, they're not the only ones nursing hangovers! And you were out cold along with the two you shared a floor with, Mulder and I were the only ones still awake."
"I'm only teasing, Dana! Like I care, I'm just glad to see you looking a bit happier for once now that he has returned to you. You know when me and John first met you, we both thought that you were a couple, you were so close."
"If only! Nope, neither of us had enough guts to tell each other how we felt, we still didn't even really tell each other until yesterday. After nine years, we're finally where we wanted to be, all we need now to complete our lives is William."
"Well, someday there might be a chance to have William back in your lives, but who knows - you were lucky once you might have the chance of motherhood again."
"I doubt it."
We left the conversation at that as I looked down at my watch.
"Um, Mon? It's already one o'clock."
"Oh shit! We better get a move on, we have to check in at two-thirty."
So we did, I helped her pack and we were done pretty quickly, ready before the guys for once and standing for ages at their door waiting for them to move their asses. I wish me and Mulder could go back to D.C with Monica, John and Skinner, but I know it's not possible right now, maybe some day in the future.
I am standing now at the airport with Mulder's arm around my shoulder, waving goodbye as Monica, John and Skinner disappear into the airplane. A tear escapes my eye and I hope with all my heart that someday we will also be able to return to America.
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