Taking Care of You

Part 6

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..

Scully starred at the MRI data for over an hour as tears streamed down her face in private. A mass stared back at her from the film with measurements and location information that seemed to blur together at that moment for her. Mulder was indeed dying. Scully finally pulled herself together, washing her face clear of tears and re-entered Mulder's hospital room. She was numb, lost and in shock but she was met with Mulder's lingering anger still directed towards her.

"I cannot believe you dealt with him," he said, in disbelief. "What the hell will he ask of you, Scully? Huh? Did you think about that?"

"He said you were dying!", she screamed. "Don't you know by now I would do anything for you?"

Mulder stared hard at her and then swallowed the lump in his throat. "I'm sorry, I know I would do anything for you too..."

"I found a mass," she said, trying to give him time for the words to sink in. "I think it was from the operation they did on your brain...You are in fact...dying..."

Mulder went to open his mouth but Scully touched his hand. "We will fight this...together...", she said, her eyes locked on to his.

"Okay...", he mumbled. "how long...", he struggled. "How long do I have?"

She stepped closer and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. "Forever...with me...You have forever with me..."

Mulder stared deeply into her blue eyes. "Alright...What's next?"

Walter Skinner tapped on the door before entering. Instead of his unusal greeting when entering their hospital room of, "How are he/she doing,", he looked anxious.

"What is it?", Scully said, watching him carefully.

"I had one of the guys run this in the FBI lab. One we could trust...He's never seen anything like this before. He doesn't know what it is or where its come from...He thinks it has the potential to cure almost anything..."

"Where is it?", Scully said, as her heart beat faster.

Skinner pulled out the glass vile from his pocket and handed it to her. Scully immediately opened the hospital drawer and pulled out a needled. She jammed it into the vile and withdrew the clear white liquid. She then prepared Mulder's arm as Skinner watched for the door. "She then inserted the needed into his arm and watched for any abnormal reactions. His eyes rolled back for a second but he blew out a puff of air and relaxed. Scully checked his pulse and the settled down to watch him. After an hour, Skinner told Scully to call him and he was gone, leaving her to watch over Mulder alone as she'd always done. Her mother had called in the hours she sat waiting as the doctors and nurses came and went as Mulder slept and after fourteen long hours, Mulder re-opened his eyes and was met with a Scully smile and he smiled back.

"How do you feel ?", she asked.

"I feel like I should be putting my hands all over you," he said, wiggling his eyebrows.

Scully blushed. "Mulder...Well, I guess that's a good sign..."

"What is? That I still want to bone you, Scully?"

She smiled wider. "Exactly..."

"I will ALWAYS want to do that...especially with you..."

Scully didn't think her face could get any redder but was saved by a nurse who interrupted to check his vitals. When the nurse left, Mulder sat back up and motioned for her to come to him. Scully leaned over the bed and Mulder wrapped his arms around her tightly. "How am I doing now, my beauty..."

She wrapped her arms around him, squeezing tightly. "Won't know till we do another MRI..."

Mulder nodded and then kissed her forehead and then made his way down to her lips and after a long lingering kiss, they broke for air.

"Excuse me," the doctor said, walking back into the room. "Dr. Scully...you wanted me to order another MRI?"

"Yes," she said, wrenching herself from Mulder's grasp and quickly straightening her hair and clothes. "We need to do another check..."

"Well...", he said, looking from the chart to her. "We just checked him...What? Did something change in the past 15 hrs I don't know about?"

"We need to check him again," she said, more sternly.

The doctor sighed. "I will only because you have the FBI's insurance and can afford it...and because I'm not in the mood for a fight..."

"Good choice," Mulder laughed as he looked over to Scully.

The doctor looked one last time at the small red head who was standing with her feet spread apart and her arms crossed and then turned and walked out the door.

After several MRI's, Scully was pleased that there was no sign of the previous mass shown in Mulder's brain. He was declared healthy and discharged to Scully who gladly took him back to her apartment and her bed to recuperate, again. His wound had healed fairly well and with the mass now gone, he felt almost back to normal and one thing was back to normal for certain...he was horny and he wanted her. Scully was nervous. The last time they had sex, Mulder had ended up back into the hospital. She knew the two events were unrelated but she was still concerned. She tried to delay the inevitable as much as possible but every time she snuggled with Mulder on the couch, he started kissing her and she could hear the sounds she'd grown to recognize as Mulder's 'horny' sounds...His breathing would become heavier, his eyes would change from hazel to a deep brown, he would call her namely softly almost as a whisper and his hands would move...all over her body, from the gentle touch of his hand on the back of her neck to her arms on down to her toes and he would take charge just as he did in all other areas and she would become putty in his hands. But trying to stave off the inevitable, she would jump up and ask if he needed another cup of tea or his medicine she'd just given him a few minutes before. Mulder knew what she was doing...he knew what she was afraid of...and so he stood up and gently pulled her up to stand beside him. "Come with me...", he said, as he pulled her into her bedroom.

She stopped at the sight of the bed. "Mulder...I'm scared...what if..."

"Its not...and even if it does...Will you deny me the chance to die a happy man?", he said, brushing the hair away from her face.

Scully smirked. "Well...when you put it that way..."

CGB tapped on the monitor. "Tape this part..."

"Tape the part of your son having sex?", the computer operator asked, horrified. "Can I ask why?"

CGB stared at the dark haired man. "You do what I tell you to do... But a tape like this could be altered for future use...for blackmail purposes if needed...It could ruin both of their careers...Tape it...", he said, glancing back at the screen one last time. Scully was stripping Mulder out of his pants. He turned and walked out of the room and into the hallway. He stepped onto the elevator and came down one flight and waited as the elevator door opened. He stared for a second at the empty hallway that lead to Scully's apartment and then let the door close back. He went out the back door of her apartment and faded away into the night. The operator shook his head, it was hard to look away. He smiled as he watched the activity between the two Agents. With his camera he could zoom in on Scully whenever he wanted. It was like he was getting to be with her too but for the most part, he just liked to watch them. It was better than all the times he'd watch them pleasuring themselves alone, calling out each others name. Now he could see it for himself. He wasn't quite sure in what way CGB would use the tape, if ever but he knew that if he did, it wouldn't be good.

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