The X-Files
Chapter 3
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"Mulder this is crazy! We don't even know what this thing is!" Scully cried as she tramped along behind him, he was eagerly following the tracks made by the creature & now seeming to be paying any mind to what she was saying. "I have a strong suspicion as to what it is." Mulder replied. "Let me guess… a yeti." Scully said, her utterance caused him to stop in his tracks. "Scully…!" He said adoringly as she faced him with her hands on her hips. "It was obvious, Mulder what you were going to say." "That's what I love best about you, Scully; you can always anticipate my thoughts." "Yeah… well I don't know if that's good or bad for me." Scully replied. Mulder opened his mouth to reply when another deep, resounding roar reached their ears, they crept up to an ice cave that was located on a hill; Mulder looked to Scully as he pulled out his gun. "I hope thirty rounds between the two of us will be enough." "Mulder, I don't mean to rain on your parade, but it's going to be dark soon. Don't you think we should wait until first light?" Mulder chewed on this information for a moment before holstering his weapon. "You're right, how foolish of me." He said with a grin, she looked at him in momentary shock, she didn't expect him to repent so easily. "What? I'm working on thinking more rationally, isn't what they said at that dreadful seminar you drug me to last month?" He said as he took out his excavation tools & began to construct bricks out of ice to make an igloo. "Where'd you learn how to do that!" Scully asked in disbelief as she watched him work with surprising efficiency. "From the Discovery Channel." He said, glancing up at her with a grin.
In a little under three hours, the igloo was finally with teamwork. "After you." Mulder said as he gestured to the opening. "It's warmer in here then you'd think." Scully said as she settled into her sleeping bag. "I have an idea of how we can make even more body heat." Mulder said suggestively as he pulled his sleeping bag next to hers. "Good night, Mulder." Scully replied flatly as she turned to face away from him, leaving Mulder to grin in spite of himself.
Scully awoke early that morning feeling pleasantly warm, like she was wrapped in an electric blanket. She awakened fully & soon learned the source of the comfort; Mulder had moved close to her sometime in the night & was now holding her close in the classic 'spoon' position, his head resting in the grove of her collarbone. Her offence at his audacity began to rise, but she decided to give him the benefit of the doubt & tell her self that he had mostly likely gotten chilled & moved close for warmth. Besides, his body heat through her clothes did feel wonderful & it stirred something deep within her heart & soul that she kept locked away for the sake of professionalism; but the lock which kept those feelings for her partner & best friend at bay for so many years had been rusting & weakening for some time now. Feeling the lock on those feelings jimmy made her uncomfortable & she squirmed involuntarily, causing Mulder to awaken. He in turn was mildly surprised when she didn't elbow him in the gut & tell him to get off. "Morning, Scully." He whispered into her ear as he snuggled closer to her, his soft words tickling the fine hairs that resided there. As she lay there, taking comfort in his strong embrace, the words of Cigarette Smoking Man filtered into her head "You would give your life to save Mulder, but you won't allow yourself to love him." Part of the reason was fear that he would swallow her whole & the person she knew herself to be would be lost forever, it was an irrational fear, but a debilitating one all the same; she felt a tear slip down her cheek, she wanted so badly to love him as she knew he loved her. Suddenly, a deafening crash was heard & the roof of their igloo came crashing down upon them.