As all three ate, soft music played in the background. Delta could hear
Mulder's heartbeat quicken each time he gazed upon her and faster still if
she returned it. She ate little; she wasn't at all hungry, atleast not for
this. Soon Delta grew tired and Mulder noticed this. Scully offered told
her she could take the bedroom, but Delta insisted on the couch. Mulder
said he would also stay, and with his insomnia would simply stay awake or
take a chair.
Around two in the morning Mulder woke at a body rising from the couch. He slipped back into his dream only to feel someone's hand on his forehead. As he opened his eyes he saw Scully looking at him slightly worried.
"Jesus Mulder, you had me scared half to death. How late did you stay up last night?"
"I went to sleep around one, why what time is it?" At this, Scully looked confused.
"It's four in the afternoon Mulder." It was now Mulder's turn to be confused. Then he saw Delta walk in the room dressed in a black tank top and jeans. Her hair was tied up in a sloppy bun, and it looked as if it could have been short. She had no makeup on, but she was still so beautiful. Maybe it was her presence that got him. Scully's clothes hung loose on her body. That shirt, he knew for a fact, was tight as Hell on Scully, yet Delta could have gone for atleast two sizes smaller. She didn't look as pale, which was a good sign. She walked up to him and sat herself almost against his chest and stomache area. She gently stroked his hair.
"You poor thing. You must have caught a bug or something. You seemed to be so alive last night. You slept a long time. Maybe you should rest some more." She smiled at him, still stroking his messy hair, letting her hand touch his skin every now and then. Scully watched this woman and she felt jealousy rearing its head.
"I'm ok. How are you though? You seemed a little freaked out last night."
"I am fine." As Mulder went to get up, he knocked over his sunflower seeds.
"I'll get that, it's the least I can do for all of your troubles." Delta began picking them up and he cracked his neck as he began walking toward the bathroom. Scully followed Mulder complaining about how her neck was sore because of it being wet from her shower. As Mulder looked himself over in the mirror he saw something red that caught his eye. He checked it out then told Scully to turn around. He saw nothing, and dismissed it. His neck was very sore though, but he decided against dragging it along. Mulder began to feel his stomache rumble, so he told Scully he was ordering a pizza.
Around two in the morning Mulder woke at a body rising from the couch. He slipped back into his dream only to feel someone's hand on his forehead. As he opened his eyes he saw Scully looking at him slightly worried.
"Jesus Mulder, you had me scared half to death. How late did you stay up last night?"
"I went to sleep around one, why what time is it?" At this, Scully looked confused.
"It's four in the afternoon Mulder." It was now Mulder's turn to be confused. Then he saw Delta walk in the room dressed in a black tank top and jeans. Her hair was tied up in a sloppy bun, and it looked as if it could have been short. She had no makeup on, but she was still so beautiful. Maybe it was her presence that got him. Scully's clothes hung loose on her body. That shirt, he knew for a fact, was tight as Hell on Scully, yet Delta could have gone for atleast two sizes smaller. She didn't look as pale, which was a good sign. She walked up to him and sat herself almost against his chest and stomache area. She gently stroked his hair.
"You poor thing. You must have caught a bug or something. You seemed to be so alive last night. You slept a long time. Maybe you should rest some more." She smiled at him, still stroking his messy hair, letting her hand touch his skin every now and then. Scully watched this woman and she felt jealousy rearing its head.
"I'm ok. How are you though? You seemed a little freaked out last night."
"I am fine." As Mulder went to get up, he knocked over his sunflower seeds.
"I'll get that, it's the least I can do for all of your troubles." Delta began picking them up and he cracked his neck as he began walking toward the bathroom. Scully followed Mulder complaining about how her neck was sore because of it being wet from her shower. As Mulder looked himself over in the mirror he saw something red that caught his eye. He checked it out then told Scully to turn around. He saw nothing, and dismissed it. His neck was very sore though, but he decided against dragging it along. Mulder began to feel his stomache rumble, so he told Scully he was ordering a pizza.