Scully pulled his naked form up with hers. She kissed his neck. "If we make it to the shower..." Kisses trailed down his chest.

"Oh we'll make it to the shower.." He lifted her and carried her into the bathroom.

She continued her tirade of kisses. "Mulder, that water better be warm." She said as he turned the knob and thrust her under it. Her body tensed ever so slightly until she realized it was hot steamy water.

"Now why would I do a thing like that? He stepped in behind her wrapping his arms around her shoulders.

She leaned back against him. "Do I even have to answer that?"

"Well no, but you have to answer this?"

"Answer what?" She turned to face him.

He bent down closer to her face. "What would you do if it suddenly got cold in here?" He reached behind her and turned the knob all the way to cold setting.

She shrieked and huddled to him for warmth. "Please turn it off. Please?" Her teeth began to chatter.

Mulder laugh deeply to himself, before wrapping his arms around her. "You know I developed ways of warming people up."

"I know. I know. 'Crawling naked into a sleeping bag with someone else who is already naked.'" She teased.

"No…There are other ways." He grabbed her bath sponge and squeezed some of her peach scented bath gel into. He scrunched it in his hand a few times and smoothed it down the middle of her back, and around her hips.

She couldn't believe the side of Mulder she was seeing. She reached out to pinch her arm.

"What did you do that for? You're not dreaming, please believe it when I say, 'this is as real as it gets.'"

"Just making sure, if you knew some of the dreams I've been having...you'd understand." She kissed his chest.

"I know the dreams because I've had them too." He ran the sponge across her back and down the arm that she previously pinched.

She stopped him and whispered, "This isn't a one time thing is it, Mulder?"

"No, Scully has it ever been a one time thing with us?"

She turned away so he wouldn't see the tears in her eyes.

"Answer me, has it?"

"No. " I just don't want to lose you. I can't lose you. She thought to herself. She turned back to face him.

"Have you ever lost me? No matter how server the threat was or how high the cost has been, in the end have you ever lost me?" He asked almost instinctively knowing what was going through her mind.

"You always come back to..." She stopped afraid she'd gone too far, expected too much.

"I always some back to what?"

"Me."

"Exactly who else would I be coming back to if it wasn't you, Scully? You're all I have."

She stroked his cheek with her palm. "I need you."

"I need you too." He whispered, pressing his forehead against her own.

"Mulder?" She said as she moved closer to him.

"Yes?"

"Think they'd miss us if we called in a personal day?"

"Hell Scully, I think they'd throw a party."

"Think they'd wonder why we are both calling in a personal day on the same day?" She looked up at him and winked.

"…'Spooky and Mrs. Spooky finally decided to get it on...' Is one comment that comes to mind." He was beginning to kiss her fingers.

"Do I really get called Mrs. Spooky?"

"You want to know the truth?"

"As opposed to a lie?"

"No as oppose to…well...Remember Agent O'Donald?"

"Vaguely." She said rinsing the soap from her body.

"Well, remember his black eye?"

"Mulder, you didn't." She giggled.

"Yes I did, and Agents Jones, Thompson and Reeves."

"What did they say?"

"If Mrs. Spooky wasn't such an ice queen, maybe I wouldn't be such a jackass. Something along the line of that, from all four. Mulder reached over and turned the water off. "Let's get out of here."

She didn't move. "Am I an ice queen?"

"Hell no. if your ice than I'm a polar bear. Maybe a penguin..." He smiled at her. "Now come on!"

She stepped out and grabbed a towel. "Being the boss in our personal life will get you no where, Mr. Spoo...Mulder."

"I've got something you can call Mr. Spooky." He winked at her before grabbing his own towel and retreating into the bedroom.

She rolled her eyes and followed him. "Mulder, you have a dirty mind."

"That's one of the reasons that you love me." He smirked back while walking into the living room.

"Aren't we cocky?"

"Yet another reason..." He yelled from the living room.

She saw a t-shirt lying on his bed and slipped it on. She followed the sound of his voice.

"Mulder, where are you?"

"Boo!" He said jumping out at her.

She smacked his arm. "Damn you, Mulder." Her body shook a little. "Charlie and Bill used to do me that way."

"I would hope NOT!" He exclaimed dramatically.

She wrapped her arms around his neck. "So..."

"So let's get it on baby." He wiggled his eyebrows at her before planting a kiss on her lips. "Scully did I never tell you the first time I associated the word cute with you?"

"Sure it wasn't with Skinner's assistant?"

"No with you."

She raised an eyebrow. "I distinctly remember you chatting her up one day."

"Scully, I'm talking about you here and your cuteness, now do you want to know or not?"

She pulled his mouth down to hers, kissing him deep and hard. Pulling away, "I want to know."

"Well remember on our first case, out there in Oregon?"

"How could I forget?"

"Well remember when I came knocking on your door and I think I asked if you wanted to go on a run with me? And you turned me down?"

"I was tired."

"You were cute, that's what you were, with you over sized t-shirt, tight little leggings and messy pony tail. Why did you cut your hair anyways?" His eyes glancing around the top of her head.

She reached back to touch her hair. "I thought you didn't like long hair. I happened to come upon your "videos that aren't yours" and all of them had short hair."

"You did it for me? Based off those videos? Well it doesn't really matter, but I did like your long hair, I like the short dos too."

"I do everything for you."

"Well just know that I do it for you too, for us..."

"Take me to bed."

"Ohhh again? We only finished about ohhh...30 minutes ago...I could live with this side of Dana Katherine Scully!"

"Well..." She tapped her foot impatiently. "Your couch is okay, Mulder...you do have a bed don't you?"

"Yea I do."

She took off toward the bedroom. "Last one there has to do whatever the other one says."

"Mulder raced down the hallway scooping up Scully and throwing her into his bed. Nice try."

"Guess you have to do whatever I say. I made it first."

She winked at him.

"How did you make it first and I carried you in?

"You threw me on here." She smiled triumphantly.

'"But my leg brushed up against it, I felt it."

"Fine, crybaby."

She pouted.

"Don't pout I can't take that face."

She pouted some more.

Mulder climbed on top of her and cradled her face. He kissed her lips." You win."

"I always get my way."

"Yes that is true, he nuzzled her neck."

"Kiss me."

He kissed her it wasn't just any kiss; it held trust and promise wrapped in love.

She pulled back breathless. "How about we both win?"

"That has some extreme possibilities that I find rather intriguing..."

She rolled him onto his back. She straddled him, pinning his hands above his head.

He smiled up at her." And what do I owe this man handling too?"

She got a wild look in her eyes. "Don't move. I'll be right back."