Taking Care of You

Part 3

by Trycee

Time-Line: Season 7, after the New Year's Kiss but way before All Things.

Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Files, this is written for fun not profit.

An Alternative Universe Story...

The question on both Mulder's and Scully's mind mutually was in which space would Mulder sleep? Scully knew what she wanted but she wasn't so sure she would verbalize it in front of both Skinner and her mother. Mulder on the other hand was getting impatient. He had not had a moment alone with Scully since their declaration of love . What he wanted was to get Scully alone and feel the softness of her lips again and to finally taste and explore her mouth. But as grateful as he was for the help into Scully's apartment and onto her couch on his back with his back propped up, the minutes were ticking along and no one seemed to be in a rush to leave. As if she could sense his frustration, Scully touched his cheek with her silky hand locking her eyes with his in a moment that was floating in the cosmos. And just as quickly she was gone, helping her mother with the changing of the sheets in the spare room. Mulder then turned his attention to Walter Skinner who had made himself at home and getting a rare chance to catch up on a basketball game. Mulder said nothing though he was now convinced that all human beings did NOT possess telepathic abilities or else Skinner would've been home already.

So Mulder had to pull out all the stops and fake sleep to get them to leave, a method he knew Scully would see right through but would never reveal. Mulder felt a slight tinge of guilt, he loved Mrs. Scully and loved being around her. He loved her like a mother, but it was her daughter he wished he could strip naked, hole in lungs or not. So Mulder closed his eyes and waited for recognition. It took a few minuted before he heard Scully announce, "Mulder's asleep", followed by the scramble of Mrs. Scully and Skinner to gather their things and excuse themselves. The moment Mulder heard the door close, his eyes flew back open to find Scully smirking at him as she approached him on the couch.

"Either your meds have suddenly morphed into sleeping pills or you wanted them to leave..."

Mulder smiled. "Consider it my way of continuing our previous conversation", he said, extending his arm in a invitation.

Scully slid next to him and laid her head on his shoulder. To mess with Mulder's head, Scully asked innocently, "What previous conversation?"

Scully watched as Mulder's mouth flew open and a gasp of air escaped his lips. She giggled and then snuggled in closer as Mulder's arm tightened around her.

"Have I told you how much and how long I've loved you?", he said, looking down at her.

She looked up and locked eyes with his, searching his soul through his hazel orbs, just as she always did. "No...", she said, nervously. "No...you didn't..."

Mulder smiled. "Scully...," he said, licking his lips and closing his eyes for a second, trying to gain confidence. He opened them to hers, as she continued to search his expressions. "I've loved you so long...My god...I've wanted you from the moment I saw you...", he said, as his voice trailed off.

It was Scully's turn to gasp. "No...", she said, shaking her head. "That's not possible, Mulder..."

"Why do you think it's not possible?", he said, curiously.

"Because when I saw you...for the first time...", she said, licking her lips. "I saw you Mulder...and that was it for me," she said, glancing down. "So you couldn't have possibly wanted me at the same time I wanted you..."

"Why not?", he said, with a smile. "Scully...we're soul-mates...You're the other half of me...of my heart...", he said, as she stared back in astonishment. "I think our souls recognized each other...because believe me...no other woman has ever gotten into my soul...into my heart like you have...from the beginning..."

She leaned in and their lips brushed lightly against each other before the kiss grew deeper and Mulder opened his mouth to Scully and she slipped her tongue into his. The kiss grew more intense until they had to come up for air. They stared at each other for an eternity until they came together again for another meaningful kiss. When they pulled apart, Mulder ran his finger down her cheek. "What did I do in another life to deserve you?"

Scully looked surprised. "Mulder...I think you're a little psychic, Mulder... because I was just thinking that same thing. But there's something I never told you...", she said, glancing down to her fingers entwined into his. "I was in a relationship when I met you..."

"With a guy named Ethan something...", Mulder nodded. "Yeah...a T.V. Producer...yeah I know..."

"You did?", she said, as an eyebrow raised.

"You never mentioned him, so I never did," he said.

"He knew you...though he never told me how," she said, cautiously. "After meeting you...", she said, shyly. "I told my sister Melissa and my best friend that you were cute...but when I went to talk to Ethan and tell him I was assigned to you, he didn't want me to work with you...", she said, turning to look at Mulder. "That night...after we...", she said, looking off from him. "You called...and I knew...I just knew that he was wrong and you were right...I can't explain it..."

"We're Soul mates..."

"So I broke things off with him and then went with you on our first case and I have never, ever regretted it. I knew very early that I had feelings for you...Why did it take me so long to tell you?"

"The same reason it took me so long...", he said, "Fear...We were both afraid...and honestly, Scully...I wouldn't take back all those years. I think its happening when its supposed too...There's no doubt in my mind that you're all I ever want. All these years have proven that to me."

"I'm still scared," Scully admitted. "But, I don't care any more..."

Mulder smiled. "Neither do I..."

Scully glanced at her watch. "Its time for you medicine, Mulder..."

"Have I ever thanked you for taking care of me?"

Scully lovingly touched his cheek. "Mulder, I do this out of love...I always have..."

"I know...", he smiled.

"Time for your medicine, Mulder...", she said, getting up.

"Awl," he whined, for the lost of Scully in his arms and because he hated taking his medicine.

Scully playfully rolled her eyes as she headed for the kitchen. "You have to eat something before you take your meds, Mulder. What do you want?"

"Pizza...", he said, as he turned up the volume.

"I meant from my fridge...", she said, pointing at the hardly used large metal box.

He glanced at the fridge. "You have leftover pizza?", he asked.

Again she rolled her eyes. "Mulder, pizza isn't the newest food group."

Mulder fluttered his eye-lids and gave her his best puppy-dog look.

"Fine...", she said, dialing the number she knew by heart. "But after you eat, you'll need to lay down, Mulder..."

"With you?", he said, curiously.

Scully's head shot up. "Mulder!", she said, surprised.

"It'll be cold...", he continued to whine. "I'll need your body heat," he said with a smirk.

"Mulder, its mid July..."

"Scully...it's gonna happen," he said, looking directly at her. "Not until I heal...but it will, so stop being shy..."

Scully thought about it for a moment. "Okay, Mulder. I guess it doesn't makes sense for me to react that way any more..."

"No it doesn't, " he said, motioning for her to return to his side.

"But I do want to take things slow...", she said, looking up at him.

"Any slower and we'll be senior citizens with broken hips, Scully..."

She giggled and nodded. "But still...I want us to take it slow..."

"Do you have any idea how long its been for me, Scully?", he huffed.

She shook her head no. "Tell me..."

Mulder looked embarrassed. He then started counting on his fingers. "7...8...9...hmm...nearly 8 years, I've had sex once."

Scully looked shocked. "Really? But how...You're such a beautiful man..."

Mulder smiled widely. "Well...see there was this little drop dead gorgeous fiery red head that I couldn't have..."

Scully smiled. "Mulder..."

"And what about you?", he said, with his eyebrows raised.

She could see him getting nervous. "Well, not as long as you...", she began.

She could see Mulder's body language change. "The last time...", she said tortuously. "Was Ethan, the day I met you..."

Mulder looked as if he had heard her wrong. "So that night with Ethan...that was it...not..."

"No...", she said, shaking her head.

Mulder was relieved. "They say its like riding a bike..."

"Mulder, you need to get well...that's what should be on your mind right now..."

"Hate to tell you this, Scully, but every time I look at you, that's on my mind...", he smirked.

She looked at Mulder, snuggled up on her sofa, with a pair of grey sweat pants and a loose-fitting t-shirt with his bandage underneath and she had to agree. "I understand...", she sighed. "Well...for now though, Mulder, lets concentrate on you taking your meds...eating a little pizza...and then taking a nap, okay?"

Mulder smiled. "Okay..."

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