I sit in the passenger seat of Mulder's car. It's warm in his car. I can feel the warmth coming from the heaters. I'm always surprised when going in Mulder's car. It's clean. His apartment isn't that way. The only problem is, the cup holder is full of empty sunflower seeds. But for a single guy, this car is pretty damn clean.
The whether has gotten worse. It's snowing like there's no tomorrow. You can't see anything! Mulder is going 15mph instead of the regular 30mph. It feels like I'll never get home. It's dark, wet, and icy. Not good. The radio is on and says that most major roads are close. That means no work tomorrow. What should I do on my day off? Read a good book. Take a bubble bath maybe .Oh, I forgot about my report. I can never enjoy myself.
We just pulled up to my house. There's snow everywhere! And it keeps on coming. It is not safe for anyone to be driving in this whether. Not even Mulder. I will be worried all night wondering if he got home safely.
"Mulder, come up to my apartment until the snow lightens up. It's to dangerous to be driving like this."
"I'll be fine. My apartment is only 20 minutes away."
"No! It's too dangerous. I'm not leaving this car so you can go kill yourself. You can go if the snow lightens up." I say. And I'm staying to my word. If he very got hurt out there, I would never be able to forgive myself.
"Fine, only until it clears up a little."
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Walking into my apartment I get a chill. I leave the door open so Mulder can come in and I go put the heater on. It's so cold in here. I'm going to have to dig my heavy blankets out.
"Jesus Scully, it's cold in here."
"I know I just turned on the heat. Give it a second. I'll put on some coffee."
I turn the coffee maker on. It's a new clean white one. I had an old black one that mom gave to me for Christmas up until it broke last week. I walk to the closet next to the bathroom door and pull out my huge, thick dark blue blanket. Made for two. Made for two people to cuddle. For Mulder and Me.
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The mugs are on the coffee table. Both half empty. Just like my life was with out Mulder. Half empty. Now my life is half full but always thinking about how it can be completely full. To be with Mulder. It's hard not to think about it when snuggled up with him. Yes. Mulder and me are snuggled up on my couch. I'm not certain how we got that way. His nicely toned, strong arm is around my shoulder and my head is against his chest. I can hear his heart beat. It's music to my ears. We're watching Friends. It's my favorite episode, when Ross and Rachel first kiss. Poor Ross waited since 10th grade for Rachel to come around. I know how he feels. I have been waiting 7 years for Mulder and still nothing.
At the end of the episode I wipe my tears from my eyes and lay there. Mulder hasn't laughed or said a word for 10 minutes. I look up from his chest to see him sleeping. He looks so much younger sleeping. No stress on his face. I rest my head back on his chest. I don't want to move from his warm embrace. I fall asleep listening to the rhythm of his heart and looking out the window at the snow coming down. Wishing every night can end this way.
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