7
1.27pm.
Mulder had seated himself in the most central seat he could get to. He'd got a pen and paper from the extortionate University student shop. Just for show, he had thought at the time of purchase but really it was because he was interested in Scully's lecture. He was concerned because he knew he'd be staring at her face, seeing the changes against the creased photo, more importantly looking for signs she had another lover. Watching the door he waited patiently to see her face again. Mulder couldn't get over why he had left her behind, it didn't matter that Skinner had organised him a ticket to Chile. What did matter was his not going back to get her. Then he had seen the headlines of the Washington Post 'FBI Agent cleared of conspiracy charges' he had sighed with relief but knew at that precise moment that he would never be able to see her until his own charges were dropped.
As Scully neared the classroom she heard the buzzing start again. She was getting used to the constant interruption, now, and although it annoyed the hell out of her she let the feelings wash over her unless they were too strong. It was the weirdest feeling in the world, being 'turned on' by the sound of a bee and a tingling throughout your body. She smiled thinking of a supernatural twist that Mulder would have put to it.
'I've got to stop thinking about him!' she thought as she opened her Lecture theatre swing door with a gentle push.
Everyone was seated, pens poised in their hands, waiting for her to start speaking.
"Thanks for coming everyone. I'm sorry it was such short notice but it is nice to see the majority of you made it. Okay. Today's topic isn't on your reading list but it is something you should find interesting…" Scully began her hour lecture informing the students about how misinterpretations can occur when examining blood work for signs of anomalies.
Mulder sat, for most of the lecture, in awe of Scully's beauty. She looked perfect from his 6th row seat. Her knowledge was true, informative and fun. She kept making them all laugh with a wry humour only she was capable of! Occasionally he jotted down a few notes but all he could do was stare at her mouth and how she spoke. He imagined her lips moving towards his ready for their kiss. The kiss that would ignite the flames of passion within them both once more, such a kiss that would lead her from her new man and back into his arms again.
Scully couldn't believe how well she was doing considering the constant tingling was at a peak but thankfully one that was tolerable. It was something that pleased her especially since it hadn't interrupted this lecture once, yet. The students were paying attention and also making notes, not that they really needed to, as this wasn't entirely essential to their course.
Drawing her lecture to a close Scully thanked the students for making it on time and for coming in at short notice, she also apologised for them missing out on Lab time.
Scully began clearing away her things, her back to the seats, as the last few of the students left the hall. Mulder stood from his seat, watching her intently he could see the tension within her shoulders. Something was bothering her, was it the time? 2.29pm or was it something else? Slowly, taking a step at a time, he walked down the staircase of the lecture seats.
Scully heard the buzzing increase in volume, closing her eyes; she let the feelings that were developing flow through her body. She had to let it happen. This wasn't the ideal place but she was so tense only the orgasmic feelings would rid her of the tension mounting within her.
Putting her notes into her briefcase Scully snapped it shut as the heat within her rose.
'Oh Jesus, Oh F@ck, Oh F@ck!' she thought as the fizzing began to work its way south, faster then it had ever before. A memory struck her mind, the day after she had first slept with Mulder, she felt the fizzing then almost as strong as now and with every step he had taken the worse it had become, just like now. Was he there?
Scully didn't dare turn around, she couldn't, Scully felt as if she had been frozen to the spot. Her head was confused, how should she react, be happy or angry? She was both, if she was honest. What should she do? How did she look? How did he look? God! Did she want to floor him, that's right, grab him by the balls, cut them off and kill him! He deserved it. He'd left her, abandoned her when she was sick and… left it until now to return, probably expecting to start where they had left things six years ago.
'No F@cking way!' she thought
A sudden wave of the pins and needles flowed across the flat of her stomach and dived down to where she most needed to be touched. The secret place that many wanted to explore but few had succeeded. Standing straight she tried to compose herself, tried to shake off the feelings that were increasing with every breath she took. Her heart pounded with the building pressure within her body, Scully tried to control the roller coaster of emotions that flickered through her.
Mulder couldn't speak; he hadn't a clue what to say to her, she looked amazing. Just from the way she was standing, he knew she had realised that he was there. Her shoulders had bunched up in the way they always had when she was deciding how to act or what to say.
5 feet away.
He had reached her, thoughts of what to do ran through his mind…
2 feet away… Mulder reached out and touched her shoulder, as if released from her invisible restraints, Scully slowly turned to face Mulder. Her heart pounded faster than ever, her breath quickened making her breasts heave beneath her blouse.
'Would the fizzing ever stop? All I need is to see Mulder again and be mid-orgasm!'
This was the moment they had both been waiting for… Scully began to smile an unsure smile, it was so beautiful, and she was so beautiful…
SMACK!!
Scully had given Mulder a right hook to the cheek using the energy from six years of stored anger and hurt. Then she buried her face into his chest and hugged him close to her. Totally stunned all Mulder could do was hug Scully back.
It was some minutes before either moved. Occasionally Mulder would kiss the top of Scully's head, making her smile and hold him tighter. Neither said a word, not because they didn't want to but because their silence told a million truths to each other. Even after six years Scully could 'feel' his apology just as he could sense the hurt and anger he had caused her.
Eventually Scully lifted her head, to look at him, he looked down and as their eyes met the love they had for each other drew them closer together in a loving, explosive embrace. Scully felt herself shudder with the height of orgasm as Mulder's lips touched her own. Holding her tight Mulder kissed Scully harder, their tongues exploring the mouths they knew so well.
Mulder gently guided Scully back towards the edge of the 'teacher's table' which she jumped back onto. Softly Mulder broke the kiss, motioning to speak, he studied her face as she stopped him from talking by pressing her fingers to his lips.
"Don't say a word, just kiss me!" as their lips touched once more Scully felt the fizzing disappear and the bee seemed to fly away into the distance.
Wrapping her legs around his waist and running her fingers through his hair Scully could feel Mulder's excitement at being with her again. She wanted to, she was ready to but she couldn't, not then, not there and not at that point in time. Breaking the kiss to look over his shoulder at the clock Scully jumped, seeing the time as being 2.38pm
"I can't do this, its not right and it certainly isn't fair!" Mulder pulled away, nodding his understanding. He held her hand in his and helped her down from the table.
He couldn't believe that he had left it so long to come back to her. It felt like a miracle. He knew what he had to say to her but the words wouldn't form in his throat, this was hard.
"I'm sorry." Mulder finally said, not wanting to say that at all. It was just like his last e-mail… he had wanted to tell her so much but found himself writing those two words which could be said without earnest.
"I know you are, so am I." Scully responded glancing at the clock, very aware that she had to leave or she would be late for her 'love' even now that Mulder was back the urgency to get home pulled her away from her sun, the one person whose life gave hers meaning. With Mulder she was precious as the Hope diamond. With her love she knew that she was the centre of their world but that love was different, it would change and develop like the seasons but with Mulder it was a wild, passionate love. A love she had never felt before with a strength that knew no bounds.
"I have to go." Scully said quickly kissing his cheek before grabbing her stuff and racing away from him.
"Wait, let me come with you. We have to talk." He said chasing after her, it didn't take him long to catch up with Scully half way down the corridor.
"You can't come with me, you have to call Skinner, and I have to meet someone!"
"Anyone I should know about?"
"Yes but not now… I just have go, please Mulder, I have to go." She was looking at him, seeing the pleading in his eyes broke her heart but she HAD to go, there was no way she could be late.
"Tell me."
"NO!"
"Let me come with you."
"NO, Just go call Skinner."
"If it's another guy, just tell me!"
"I can't do that! Another time, please?"
Scully unlocked her car using the remote and threw her briefcase onto the back seat. By the time she had gotten into the car Mulder was already buckled in.
"So you have a new lover?" He said as she did up her own belt. "There I was thinking you would wait for me."
"I did! Its hardly my fault that you took six years to come back, now, is it!" she retorted.
There was no way he could respond to that. Scully's car sped down the gravel driveway spraying gravel as she drove away. All she seemed to be doing lately was driving erratically, but then it had been an erratic few days. Steeling a sideways glance at Mulder her heart melted.
"I'm sorry." She said, her whole being meant it but how could she explain about her new 'love?'
She was still in love with Mulder and he wasn't dead like she had thought he might be. How did you explain the "I love Mulder but I love you, too" scenario? It just didn't cut it and she felt terrible for feeling the way she did about Mulder.
