1:57 A.M.
Scully's Apartment
Scully is sitting on the sofa, thinking to herself, I don't really need him here tonight, why did I call him, I think I just wanted his company, he makes me feel safe, and he is my partner and he is also alone, so why not have him spend the evenings with me right? I mean if he doesn't mind and it doesn't go any father than friendship, why not. Dana Katherine Scully, what are you doing, you cannot have him over here every night, it isn't fair to him, to have him taking up his time with you, and it is crazy! I won't ask him again, tonight will be it, and this will be the last night, but the thought of him in bed beside me, the thought of him walking down the hall in his boxers and no shirt. STOP IT DANA, THIS IS YOUR PARTNER! All of these thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door. Getting up and walking to the door, looking through the peep hole, she sees Mulder smile. Opening the door to her partner, she smiles and takes his bag and walks to the bedroom and set's the bag down beside tie bed, next to her shoes. While she is putting his bag up, he closes the door and locks it behind him. Then walking to the bedroom he passes her in the hall, as she continues with a smile, to walk into the living room, he hangs his clothes for work on the door knob and walks back into the living room. He walks to the sofa, where she is laying stretched out, head up on one arm of the sofa and feet a few inches from the other. He picks up her legs with a grin and sits down, laying her feet across his lap. "So, what is on the agenda for tonight, strip poker or naked twister," he asks, grinning mischievously. Ducking as she throws a pillow that she has grabbed from the floor, "MULDER!" Looking at him and grinning back, thinking to herself, "wow strip poker huh, no no, stop it, you can't be thinking about your partner like that, it isn't right." Interrupting her thoughts, hello, Earth to Scully, where are you, what are you thinking about? Huh? Huh? Come on, tell me, you know you want to, was it me? Huh? He asks, with that sexy Mulder smile that she has grown to loves so much. Smiling at him with a real sarcastic grin, "no Mulder, not very likely I was thinking about…well, I was thinking about, um, Queequeg, I miss Queequeg," she replies, hoping that he buys it, but knowing immediately by the look on his face that he doesn't, she quickly starts thinking of something else to tell him. "Well, well Scully, exactly what kind of a relationship did you and Queequeg have? I saw that same look that I saw when you were looking at Sheriff Hartwell, I mean, I don't think that Queequeg makes you think like that, at least I hope not," he says, laughing. Ducking again as she throws the second of three pillows. "Mulder," she yells at him with a grin. "Eww, Scully, I like how you yell my name out like that," he says, laughing. "Mulder, Mulder, Mulder…" he says, in a feminine voice, mimicking her with a raise of his eyebrow, "and don't you throw another pillow, it is your last one and you should save it for a good one." Rolling her eyes, "whatever Mulder," she says with a grin.
Sitting up and pulling her feet from Mulder's lap, she walks into the kitchen and grabs two cans of coke from the fridge, and hands one to Mulder. "Wait," she says, taking his back from him and running back to the fridge, she returns with a root beer, "here, sorry, I forgot about your true love," she says, laughing and handing him the root beer. "No, Scully, that is you, I already told you once that I love you and all you said to me was "oh brother" he says. "Anyway, Mulder, so how was your night, until I called you I mean," she says, looking a little red and down at her coke with a small grin that she hopes he doesn't see. "Why the big smile, are you planning something for me tonight," he asks, raising his eyebrows and puckering his lips. Ducking the third pillow, "I told you to save it for a good one, Scully I wouldn't consider that one good enough to waste your last pillow on," he says. Leaning towards the table to get her coke, Mulder leans forward to pick up the pillows that she has thrown at him quickly, causing them to bump foreheads. "Ouch," she says, giggling. Looking up, she meets his eyes, when she sees something that she hasn't noticed before…passion, fire, love…for her. Sitting there for a second, just staring at each other, they both are frozen in the moment. Looking into her deep blue beautiful eyes, he sees how much she cares for him, as he does her, thinking to himself. "Mulder, get yourself out of this." Sitting up, he grabs her coke and hands it to her, blushing a little himself, "sorry," he says, looking down with a smile. Looking at him, then down at her can of coke, "thanks Mulder," she says quietly with a smile. They sit in silence for a few minutes, then feeling the intensity in the room growing, "Scully, I am going to take a shower, I will be out in a few minutes," he says, smiling at her. While walking down the hall, he says under his breath, "a cold shower," which, she just happens to hear. Smiling to herself, she gets up and turns out the lights, checks the doors and walks into the bedroom and over to the bed. She flops down on the bed and grabs a magazine from the table and stars flipping the pages when the phone rings. Jumping and answering it, "hello," she says. "Dana, I was just calling to check on you, I couldn't sleep and I thought you would be up so," Maggie says. "Mom, I am fine, I am just sitting here reading, Mulder is in the shower and then we are going to bed," she says, not realizing that she has just told her mother about Mulder being there. "Dana, are you and Fox…involved? I can't believe you didn't tell me, I …" she says, before being interrupted by Scully. "No mom, he was just over and we were working, nothing personal," she says, as she looks up and sees him at the foot of her bed, in a towel, listening to the conversation with a big smile on his face. "I have to go mom, I will call you tomorrow, no mother, good night!" she says, hanging up. She looks up at Mulder, starting to blush, "that was mom, she was just checking on us…uh, me, I mean, she was calling since I didn't check in with her, she was calling to check on me, and oh, never mind," she says, knowing that she isn't getting out of this.
Looking at her with a mischievous grin, "well what did you tell mommy? Did you tell her how you were yelling out my name earlier? Huh? Did ya? I know she is waiting to know everything about her little angel, so…Dana…what did you tell her," he asks, with a raised eyebrow. "Mulder, I am going to take a shower now, and mine doesn't have to be a cold one," she says with a wickedly sarcastic smile. Looking at her with his mouth agape, and starting to blush a little, "you heard that?" Already walking into the bathroom, yelling at him from around the corner, "yes Mulder, I heard you, I never knew I affected you in such a way," she says, giggling and shutting the bathroom door behind her. Walking over to the bed, he reaches down and grabs his bag and throws it onto the bed. Opening it and taking out his boxers and throwing his bag back onto the floor beside her shoes, he closes the bedroom door and puts his boxers on.
In the bathroom, Scully fumbles around in the cabinets gathering towels and shampoo and conditioner, since Mulder used the last of it and didn't bother to put any more into the shower for her, thinking to herself, "how considerate." Finding the last towel, she turns on the water and slips out of her clothing and jumps into the nice, hot shower. She lets the stress from the day drain away from her body as the hot water runs over her. After standing in the shower until the hot water starts to cool, she decides to get out and go to bed. Few thoughts cross her mind while she is getting dried off and dressed. Picking up her clothes from the day and her wet towel, along with Mulder's socks that he left in the floor, she wraps up in her robe and walks into the bedroom. She opens the door to see Mulder lying spread eagle across the bed, reading the most recent copy of the New England Medical Journal that she has on her table beside her bed. "Mulder, I am impressed, I never knew you were interested in the medical news," she says, with a proud smile. Looking at her with a grin, "actually, Scully, I was reading the article on Labor and Delivery, I was thinking of becoming a gynecologist," he says, with a laugh, taking off his glasses and placing them on the table beside the bed along with the journal. Glancing at the table, thinking to herself, "wow, he was wearing his glasses, of course I would miss it, and he looks good in his glasses. I remember the first time I met him, he was wearing them, I thought, woah, what a cutie and then I got to know him and, what was I thinking…wait, he is still a cutie, actually, he is getting more and more hot every day and …" interrupted, by a waving hand in front of her face. "Hot, yes, I mean…um," she says, realizing that her thoughts have actually escaped her lips and this one, well this one was going to be a tough one to get out of.
