Ok guys, this is my last post. I just want to take the opportunity to thank yall who have been reading my story and reviewing, and those of you who have been reading my story and not reviewing. I loved writing the story and getting to hear what people thought. I just hope you like the ending lol.
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Scully stood there, clad in her pyjamas and robe, leaning against the door jam with a puzzled expression on her face. And Mulder could barely contain his delight at seeing her again. He allowed a broad smile to cover his face, which received an even more confused look from Scully. Before he knew what he was doing he'd enveloped her in a hug, so happy she was standing there after he'd thought he'd never see her again. Shocked and even more confused by his actions, Scully hesitated slightly before returning his embrace slowly.
"Mulder what's wrong? You're acting like you haven't seen me in years! It's only been a day!" Mulder couldn't help but laugh at the irony of her last statement.
"I guess it just felt like a lot longer." Reluctantly he released her from the embrace and she took a step backwards, regarding him carefully.
"Is everything alright?"
"It is now," he replied with a smile, which she returned, shaking her head.
"Just when I thought you couldn't get any weirder!" He laughed, he'd missed this so much, their familiar banter and teasing. He was so glad to have her back. "Do you want to come in?" He nodded and she withdrew to let him enter before closing the door behind him. She crossed the living room to her sofa and sat down on it. He followed.
"Did I wake you?" he asked, the thought suddenly striking him. She shook her head.
"No, I was up reading." She gestured toward the coffee table where a book sat open, face down. Mulder lent across her and picked it up, regarding the front cover. It was 'The House Of Mirth'. He recognized the book, but couldn't place it.
"You like it?"
"Yeah it's my favorite book, I love it," she replied and a strange feeling of deja vu swept over him. He'd had this conversation before, but where? Then he remembered. Portland, Maine. With that girl. Wait a sec, that girl was Scully. Realization dawned on him. Why hadn't he figured it out sooner? Scully's voice jolted him from his thoughts.
"Mulder? Are you sure you're ok? You're really quiet." She looked at him, concern evident on her face. He simply smiled.
"I'm fine, honest. Just had a bit of a weird day that's all."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"You'd never believe me."
"Since when has that stopped you?" she teased and he laughed softly. As he sat looking at her he saw that this was his chance to tell her how much she meant to him. It saddened him a little to think that it had taken her not being there, and the possibility that he would never see her again, for him to realize just how important she was to him.
He took a deep breath before he spoke, scooting a little closer to her on the couch.
"Actually Scully there is a reason I came here tonight. I've been doing quite a lot of thinking and there's something I really need to tell you."
"It couldn't wait till morning?" she joked but the serious expression he wore caused her smile to fade slightly. She sat in silence, allowing him to continue.
"I was thinking about you actually." Her eyebrows rose, registering her surprise but she stayed quiet and he continued. "About all the times I've come so close to losing you, what with your abduction, your cancer, the times they've split us up." Her face softened as he spoke. "Thinking about it all made me realize how much I need you, and just how impossible it is for me to imagine my life without you there in it, not just at work as my partner but also as my friend, my best friend actually. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you." Gently Scully took his hand in her own and squeezed it.
"You're not going to lose me Mulder. I'm not going anywhere." He dropped his gaze from her face to their hands, shaking his head.
"I don't know that for certain Scully and neither do you. If anything ever happened to you I think ... I know I'd die. And I would be dead by know if it weren't for you. I just need you to know... to understand how much you mean to me... and how I feel about you." His voice dropped slightly as he said the last part, and Scully looked at him, brows furrowed in confusion, her head titled to one side.
"I... I don't understand. What do you mean?" He moved a little closer to her and, with his free hand cupped the side of her face gently, running his thumb softly over her cheek.
"What I'm trying to say is... I love you."
She gasped softly, her eyes wide with shock. She was speechless. Wordlessly, Mulder lent in slowly until his lips touched hers. She hesitated for a second before returning his kiss. After a few moments they broke the kiss and Mulder couldn't help but smile slightly. Scully blushed a little and returned his smile as Mulder lent in and kissed her again, more passionately this time, wrapping his arms around her back. There was no way he was ever going to let her go again.
THE END.
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Come on, yall seriously didn't think this story was going to be anything other than MSR did you? Bless. Just hope you like it.
Oh, and incase yall have withdrawal symptoms from my fabulous cough writing now that "The Butterfly Effect" is finished, then yall can always read my other fics, "I Spy" and "Los Enemigos". Not that I'm fishing for readers or anything teehee
Lily
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