Mulder awoke slowly early the next morning. His senses were greeted by the warmth of a body next to him, and the overwhelming scent of jasmine. As his tired eyes slowly peeled open, he was pleasantly reminded of exactly who it was laying next to him. She had fallen asleep with her arms locked around his left bicep. Call it paranoia, but she had been afraid to let him go. It seemed like every time something went right for them, something also went terribly wrong. He carefully rolled on to his side, being sure not to wake her. He gently buried his nose in her hair, taking in the smell of her shampoo. He had not realized how much he had missed the little things about her, like the smell of her shampoo, the way she arched her eyebrows when he said something strange, or the light mole she had under her nose. All of these things made him smile when he thought of her. For a long time he just watched her sleep, taking in as much of her as he could at once. Back when they first started working together, he used to always volunteer to drive, that way he got to watch her sleep.

Without opening her eyes, she grabbed on tightly to the arm her rest across her waist. The comfort of his protection could not be put in to words. Slowly she opened her eyes and let them adjust to the little bit of sun light in the room. As she looked over at him, her gaze was immediately met by his. She smiled immediately, unable to hold it back.

"That was a long time in the making." He said smiling at her. His voice still cracked a bit from sleep. They were now both on their sides facing each other.

"It was well worth it…each time." She smiled timidly as her cheeks reddened a bit. It had been a long time for both of them, and they had never been able to wake up next to one another before. The first time anything had happened, Scully left in the middle of the night, and the last time Mulder was a fugitive.

"Monica called while you were sleeping, I guess she thought something was wrong last night, with all the noises your were producing I guess she had good reason." Scully let her jaw drop wide open.

"Calm down. I'm the one who should be offended. We're sharing a room and she didn't even give me any credit." He was now laughing out loud.

"I'm just kidding Dana. Calm down." She was very relieved. Being such a shy person and all, she would hate for any of her personal business to become public.

"I'm gonna take a shower sweetheart." He kissed her lightly and pushed himself up off the bed. She watched happily as his naked body walked across the room.

As she heard the water of the shower begin to run, she decided to close her eyes for a few more minutes. It was still fairly early. Just as she was about to drift back to sleep, she heard her room phone ringing. She lunged across the bed for it, knocking it off the receiver.

"Hold on, I'm coming!" She yelled as she reached to the floor to get the phone.

"Hel..uh Scully." She greeted the other end, a little out of breath.

"Dana, I'm just calling to make sure you are able to walk today. I was a little worried about ya after last nights show." Great. Awesome. Wonderful. This was exactly what she had wanted to hear from her female partner.

"Oh come on Dana, a little girl talk never hurt anyone." She laughed at the last comment Monica made, because she knew she was right.

"I'm sure I'll be able to manage Monica. But thank you for the heart felt concern." She replied sarcastically.

"We can have a girl session when we get back to D.C. chatty, but right now he's in the shower and I don't want him to know that I kiss and tell." She heard Monica laughing on the other end, and promptly hung up the phone. She wasn't all that embarrassed after all. The fact that it was Monica made it a lot easier, but she didn't have time to care. Her mind was so consumed with happiness that it wouldn't let her worry.