Just a Little UFO

by

Trycee

Time Line: Season 7, Between All Things and Requiem.

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

"Jesus Mulder," Scully said, removing the ice pack from his head. "You're gonna need stitches..."

Mulder grabbed her hand from atop of his head. "No...no...I'll be fine."

"Mulder, you have a small gash in your head. I'll numb the area," she said, reaching into her medical supply bag she kept for their many mishaps and pulled out a large needle.

She reached into the cabinet and pulled down a bottle of Scotch and poured him a glass and put it in front of him. "Drink up..."

She could see Skinner and the three Lone Gunmen out of the corner of her eye. Langley looked like he would vomit so he headed for her couch. Byers looked upside the ceiling as if it held some truth for him and Froehike moved in closer to see the wound. But her attention was mainly on Skinner, she could see his shoulder's slump forward and his head drop and she knew he was feeling guilty.

"Guys, make yourselves comfortable," she said, pointing for her sofa.

Skinner continued to stand against the archway of the kitchen. "Scully...I...", he began.

"Sir, you couldnt've known this would happen. "

"I didn't...I thought I was helping in finally getting proof for you...", he said, placing his hands on his hips.

"You did," Mulder said, as he sipped on the scotch. "But once again they snatched it away from us...I'm starting to wonder if we're not pawns in a game..."

Scully shot a look over to Skinner and he looked back towards Mulder. "So what are you saying, Mulder? You're resigning yourself to never knowing?"

"No," Mulder said, shaking his head. "I still want the truth, I still believe...it's just...", he said, looking over to Scully. He stared at her for quite some time and then continued. "It's not as important as it used to be."

Scully looked surprised. It was what she had always wanted from Mulder, for him to put their relationship first and though it was a cloaked message, she understood the meaning. She smiled and then kissed him on the forehead. He winced but she smooth her hands over his shoulder's trying to relax him. "You ready?", she said, standing behind him.

Skinner was watching Scully, he could see the way she catered to Mulder and that little tinge of jealousy he felt before came bubbling up but he suppressed it once again. "I'll take the Gunmen home...I'll give you a few days to rest up but then I'll see you both in the office. You both have an expense meeting coming up."

"Oh great," Mulder said, downing the last of the liquid. "Another pencil neck geek to tell us our quest is wasting FBI funds..."

"Oh come on, Mulder. I don't think it'll be that bad," she said, as she pressed on the needle, watching fluid trickle out of the needle head. "Don't move," she said, as she shot the needle in the back of his head. Mulder yelped but could feel the numbing effects instantly.

"I'm gonna have to take a little hair off, you'll never miss it."

"Right, my luck I'll be bald on one side..."

"Mulder, I have two brothers...and we lived on a Naval base, you don't think I know how to cut hair?", she said, surprised. "If only I could've worked on you all these years...", she said touching the stray hairs he always had.

She loved those stray hairs and yet they annoyed her but she wouldn't dare cut them.

"Is it enough you've been buying me boring ties, Scully?"

She pressed a finger near the area and he couldn't feel it. "Why because there's no UFOs or alien faces on them, Mulder?"

She could see Skinner and the guys shutting the door behind them. "I'll remove just around the area, you won't even miss it or notice it. I have to sew up the area. Probably just about three stitches, that's all, Mulder. Don't be such a baby..."

Mulder tapped his glass on the table and she poured a little more Scotch into it and then placed gloves over her hands. She snipped off a few strands of hair and then began work on stitching up the gash in his head. She put anti-inflammatory cream on top of the stitch. "Okay, all done," she smiled. "You can't even see it..."

She handed him a mirror and he smiled. "Nope, can't see it at all."

He stood up and bent down to kiss her on the lips. "Thanks, Scully."

"I am your doctor, Mulder..."

"Among other things, " he said with a crooked smile, trying to raise his eyebrows up and down suggestively but the stitched area made him wince.

"Of course...", she said, cleaning up behind her.

She motioned for him to sit on the couch and then propped a pillow behind his head and under his feet as he laid stretched out on the couch. She then sat on the floor beside him, running her fingers over his strong jawline. "So...Mulder...we didn't win this one..."

"No," he said, flipping channels with the remote.

"Are you disappointed?"

"Actually I'm worried...", he said, looking her in the eyes. "We've under-covered several hybrid plans they've created, Scully. I think it's the tip of the iceberg. There's no telling how many more they have...all aimed at wiping us off the planet."

Lovingly she continued to run her fingers over his face and then down to his chest. "Mulder...we'll stop them..."

She could see his hazel eyes cloud over. "There all dead now...the men that started this...but we know their continuing their plans...what if we..."

"We won't...", she said, grabbing his fingers. "Just sit and rest...", she said, jumping up. "We've got that expense meeting in a few days...until then I want your mind off of all of this."

"I meant what I said, " Mulder said, holding her hand. "You are the most important person in the world to me Scully. Even more than chasing after the unknown."

She looked down into his gorgeous hazel eyes. "Thank you Mulder...you have no ideal how long I've wanted to hear that...but we still have to fight..."

Ugh," he moaned.

"What? What's wrong?", she said, touching the top of his head.

"Nothing...that word just reminded me of how my mouth was just recently wired shut..."

"Yeah, it was tough on me too," she said, bending down to kiss his soft lips. "I like it better this way."

They gave feather light kisses until she moved back away from him heading towards the kitchen. "I'm sure your starved after spending hours at Quantico..."

"I am," he said, as he continued to reflect. "You're right though Scully...we do need to keep fighting."

"We will, no matter what, Mulder..."

"You know it amazes me at all the hybrids they create...I wonder how many more there are..."

"God only knows," she said, searching her fridge.

"Do you believe we'll ever find the Truth, Scully?", he said, lifting himself up to reposition himself on his arm, so he could see her in the kitchen.

She came back out with a sandwich on one small plate and a glass of ice tea. She laid it on the coffee table and then repositioned herself next to him on the floor. He could still look down on her and they stared in each other's eyes for the longest time. She reached over and cupped his face in her hands. "I do...Mulder. I do believe we will find the Truth. Its just a matter of time. Whatever the future brings we'll face it together..."

Mulder tried to reach her but his head stopped him so she leaned in to him. They pressed their lips together, opening their mouths to swirl their tongues, tasting and deepening their kiss. He then pulled back and covered her face with more kisses. "We will face it together...", he said, leaning further back so he could gauge her expression.

She reached over and grabbed up the sandwich half and placed it to his lips. He bit into it and then winked at her. She smiled and continued to feed him. She watched as he ate and drank his tea and then laid his head back down against the pillow. He turned the volume up on the television and she repositioned herself so she could face the television with her head laying against his chest and they sat in silence watching an old movie.

THE END