Within only a few minutes Skinner had called the manager, got the building and the apartment open, and given them ten more files. Scully sat on the couch with the lap top in her lap, "well that was embarrassing."
Mulder smiled from the floor across from her, "it was nice of Skinner to hand us another stack of files, wasn't it?"
"Yeah… we really have to work Mulder. No talk, just work. Just work." Scully repeated, she knew it'd be hard, she still had the song stuck in her head.
A few hours had passed, slowly but surely. Soon Mulder was ordering food from the local restaurant, and they ate next to each other on the couch.
"How many files did you get done?" he asked scooping rice from her plate into his mouth. She frowned at him then counted up the number in her head, "about ten, I'd say. What about you Mr. Workaholic?"
"ten…" he tried to scoop another bit of her rice but she pulled away. Scully tried to grab one of his pieces of chicken, but he pulled away, "nah uh."
Scully stuck her tongue out at him then took a little rice in her spoon and aimed it at him.
"You clean the couch if you do," Mulder warned. Scully nodded her head, it seemed reasonable, and then she flicked the rice at him. Mulder's mouth dropped open. He dove at her, trying to grab some of her rice. She slid it away from him but not before he landed on her. She giggled, lying on the cough with him on top of her.
Mulder looked into her eyes like he had before and she brushed a few pieces of rice from his hair. He grabbed her hand before she let go of his hair and kissed it gently. Scully cocked one of her eye brows, "Mulder?"
He kissed her hand again softly, giving her a look she'd only seen a couple times. She took in a deep breath, "Mulder we need to get back to work."
Mulder nodded, "in a second." He leaned down close to her. Scully let her mouth fall open as he tilted his head, letting his lips come a centimeter from hers. She prepared herself but was surprised when he threw a handful of rice on her face.
She grew wide-eyed then chased him. She ran after him into his bedroom. He acted like he was about to dive on his bed, but he made a quick turn and she went flying on his bed. Mulder smirked, "Scully! What are you doing?"
Scully turned around with a pout, "you're just going to leave me lying here, all alone?"
Mulder found it exiting to see Scully pout the way she was, especially on his bed, but he bowed his head, "We don't want to do anything we'll regret, do we?" He asked, hoping way down deep that she'd say yes.
Scully nodded then got off the bed. He watched her as she walked around the bed, "you're right." She placed her hand on his cheek then left his bedroom. Mulder took in a deep breath before following her back into the living room.
He frowned, she had disappeared again. "Scully?" Mulder called worried, he hoped she hadn't left completely.
"Mulder!" he heard a faint shout. He followed the shout into the kitchen. He grew wide eyed. He barely came in time to see her hand disappear into a large hole that was circling around in the center of the bathroom. It was beautiful. It was black and purple, the two colors swirled together to make a stunning light.
"Scully!" He called into the hole. He noticed it was starting to close. He couldn't leave her. He took a large jump and felt himself plummeting. It was confusing, dark, loud and overwhelming.
He screamed Scully's name and finally he heard her call back. He grabbed onto her hand and slowly she pulled herself into his arms. She whispered just loud enough for him to hear, "I love you."
TBC