It Had To Be You Chapter 2, a x-files fanfic

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Teliko.x3 and I proudly present Chapter 2! Omg, you'll just swoon. I think Brittney and I make the greatest team... EVER!

Your Perfect Opposite

"So... I was thinking. I know absolutely nothing about you. What if my daughter asks? What am I supposed to tell her?"

"What would you like to know?" Mulder couldn't take his eyes off of her blue eyes. They were like an anchor, pulling him towards her. She bit her lip, thinking. 'Oh no, she's biting her lip again.'

"What should I know?"

"Well, for starters, I'm 47. I stopped short of my PhD in Psychology and then switched to Literature. I don't work; it's my wife's idea. I hate it. I'd love to work. Uhm... what else? I went to Oxford."

"Oxford?" Scully's eyes lit up.

"Yep. I loved it. Now what about you? What about the famous Dana Scully?"

"Well, I don't know about famous. I didn't go to Oxford." She flirted, batting her eyelashes. "Well, I'm 41. I attended the University of Maryland, where I got my Bachelor's in physics. I got my degree in Medicine at Stanford University. Uhm, I work at St. Katherine's Hospital. I'm a pediatric neurologist. I have one daughter, Piper. She's 13, and I had her when I was just 28. She was from a previous marriage."

"Now that's impressive!" He beamed at her. She let out an adorable laugh. "Now... what about a husband? A boyfriend?" As much as he hated knowing, he had to ask.

"Oh, my boyfriend," she looked down, ashamed. "His name's Marco. We've been together for three years, and he lives with Me."

"What's wrong?"

"Hmm," She looked up at him. "Well, I don't want to whine or anything." She smiled. He smiled back, encouragingly. "We just had a fight before I left. See, I've been working my butt off, and he's just always so ungrateful. I pay everything for him. Sometimes I feel like I take care of him. And he's horrible to my daughter. It's been okay lately though, so I'm not stressing over it. But he doesn't understand that she comes first over everything." She took a deep breath.

"If he's like that then why are you with him?"

"I know it's horrible, but I end up asking myself that every day. Piper tells me that it's been okay lately and not to worry about it. But enough about my relationship problems."

"More about me, huh?" She nodded.

"About your wife and how she has bragging rights," she let out that adorable laugh again; Mulder was beaming.

"Her name's Coco. She makes me go to the store to buy her tampons when she already has a full box," he rolled his eyes.

"What?!"

"It's true."

"Well... that's a little bitchy."

"Oh, it's completely bitchy. We have two kids. Madison is nine, and Kyd's six. There amazing kids, but..."

"But what?"

"Coco doesn't really... spend time with them." Scully's face fell. How could a mother not spend time with her children? She was a doctor with a busy schedule, but still always found time for her Piper. Scully tilted her head to the side, not understanding. She didn't even have to ask Mulder what he meant, it was unspoken. "She's more... into herself."

"She's still into you isn't she?" Scully could almost hit herself for asking this question. He shrugged his shoulders.

"Tell me about your kids," She was beaming again, trying to lighten the mood.

"Can I get you something to drink?" A waiter with a funny accent came up to the booth and asked Andrea and Brittney.

"Oh, I'll have whatever she's having," Andrea pointed to Scully. "You know the gorgeous red head in the blue... she's with that handsome man."

"Alright that would be a raspberry ice tea." Her eyes went wide and she contorted it to look disgusting; Brittney did the same.

"I HATE ICE TEA! Are you freaking crazy!?" Andrea yelled.

"What the hell's wrong with you?!" Brittney yelled even louder.

"Sorry, ladies?" He looked confused.

"Just give me water. No lemon." She tried being as rude as possible. When the waiter turned to Brittney she got a weird look on her face. It was the look that basically said she had an idea that wasn't going to work.

"Do you guys have Smirnoff?"

"Yes we do."

"I'll have a bottle, please." The man raised his eyebrow.

"Can I see your ID?" Andrea looked confused. Brittney whipped out her wallet... Laverne Vernon's wallet and showed the ID. The man waiter busted out laughing, shattering Brittney's confidence.

"What?"

"I can't serve you? You're only sixteen."

"Fine, give me a lemonade." She said shot down, as she tucked her wallet away.

"Are you stupid?" Andrea asked her, dryly.

"I just thought that maybe I could legally drink in this dimension. Now, don't even try to tell me that's crazy."

"Holy shit! Look they're holding hands!"

"Oh that's pretty," Mulder said, reaching over to grab her hand. Their skin touching was practically electrical. It sent a whole current through her body, which led her to think thoughts a taken women shouldn't have. She blushed. "Where'd you get it?" He was admiring her watch.

"Oh that? My older sister, Melissa, gave that to me for my birthday." She tilted her head and stared down at her gold watch with him. He was quiet, so she took that as her que to keep talking. "It was my twenty-first birthday. My parents had given me cards and flowers, as always, but Melissa had never gotten me anything before, so this was special." As she explained how her gift came to be, he gently unclasped the back and slowly pulled it from her wrist. She knew she should have been nervous with such a treasured item in a stranger's hands, but she wasn't worried. Two of his long, warm fingers came out and took the watch's place from before, wrapping around her small wrist perfectly.

"Now I'm your watch," he whispered. Her blue eyes flickered up to meet his hazel and that's when she knew. She was falling in love with him and there wasn't a damn thing she could do to stop it from happening. She turned her hand in his and entwined their fingers together. They smiled at each other in the dim candlelight at their table. With her hand clasped in his, she could feel the cold metal of his wedding band and she had to press her lips together to keep herself from frowning. 'This man belongs with me. I belong with him. What are we doing with other people?'

"Dude. Holy cow," Brittney's voice cracked and she choked on her lemonade when she saw they were holding hands. Andrea looked over her shoulder and shrieked.

"I need my camera. Camera. Where's my damn camera?!" Andrea yanked her purse around and sat it in her lap, digging through candy wrappers and loose money for her digital camera, but the only thing she could find was her camera phone. "This will have to do."

"What's the resolution on that thing?"

"Does it matter!? At least we'll have a picture!"

"Yeah. A crappy one."

"As long as I have something to get me through the night, I really don't care."

As Andrea moved her phone around for the perfect lighting and angle, Mulder and Scully's food came. They untangled their fingers and moved their hands back to their side of the table to eat their dinner.

"This looks really good," Scully murmured as she unwrapped her utensils.

"Agreed." Scully moved her food around her plate for a while before she stabbed a piece of her chicken and slid it into her mouth. She made sure she had her food down before asking him,

"So, why ask me out to dinner?" He looked up from his own dinner and reached for his napkin to wipe his mouth free of any embarrassing excess food.

"It was something I needed to do. I'm glad, now, that I went through with it."

"Me too."

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Dinner was wrapping up, and as Scully stabbed the last piece of chicken and put it into her mouth; she realized how much she didn't want it to end. It was almost perfect. She was with the perfect guy, the perfect guy for her.

"Now would you like dessert?" The same funny waiter that had been tending to them and to their stalkers asked the lovely couple. Mulder looked over to Scully, who let the corners of her lips turn up.

"Split a sundae with me?" He asked, smiling too.

"Love to," She was in daze, but hoped he couldn't see it. She would agree to anything that would make this little outing longer. The waiter left after taking their order.

"Bet you I can hit Mulder with this condom! The stud will need it after this date." The girls busted into laughter.

"Wait," Brittney said, slightly confused. "Where did you find a condom?"

"Apparently, little Miss Shirley Temple has a bunch in her purse!"

"Okay Okay... throw it when they get that sundae!"

"Why are you smiling at me?" Scully said, turning her head with a smile painted across her lips. When she turned her eyes back to meet his, he was still gazing at her, beaming, and now laughing at her reaction. "What is it?" She was now laughing too.

"It's nothing." He lied easily. The truth was, Mulder couldn't take his eyes off of her. She was absolutely gorgeous when she smiled. Her laugh was almost melodic to his ears, now hiss favorite song. "Here, scoot your chair closer to mine." She cocked her head to the side. "It's so we can share this more easily. I don't know if you ever had one of their sundaes or seen it, but they're huge!"

They were so close when she scooted their chairs together the upholstery on them was touching. Their legs were almost against each other.

"Oh, I still didn't give you back your watch." Scully was surprised that she had forgotten all about it. And how could she? It was her most prized possession. Mulder had it sitting on the table. He grabbed her tiny wrist and tried fastening it back on. She interrupted him.

"Actually," She said, stopping him. "I think I like my new watch a little better." Mulder smiled, understanding what she meant immediately. He wrapped his hand around her wrist and smiled. Like before, the contact of their skin sent jolts through her body. She wondered if he felt it too. He did.

The gold band glowed on his ring finger in the light of the flickering candle. It caught Scully's eye, and her beautiful smile slowly turned into a frown. Mulder caught her sudden change in mood and watched her intently to find the reason for the change. Her eyes were locked on his wedding band. She knew she shouldn't have, but she was. She had brought the tip of her index finger to the band. She was tracing it with her finger. Mulder understood what she meant. She said it all with that little gesture. He felt it too. He couldn't help himself but to feel anything but the strongest emotion known to mankind. He was falling in love with her. When her sad eyes flickered up to his, his eyes mirrored that same sadness. She mentally asked him what he was thinking. And it was as if he heard her because he opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by their waiter.

"A sundae," The man placed it down in front of Mulder. It was true; the sundae was huge, and decadent with sprinkles, fudge, and even a maraschino cherry on top. But just as the man turned to leave, Mulder noticed that he only gave them one spoon. Scully noticed it as well.

"Excuse me, you-" But he wasn't able to say anything addressing this problem because something blue soared through the air and landed onto the waiter's serving tray. He threw the tray up in the air, let out a high pitched girlie scream, and continued freaking out.

"Ugh," Brittney slammed her hand to her forehead. "I knew you wouldn't make it!" Every face in the restaurant was turned to face them. A man in a suit and tie, presumably the manager, walked up to the table.

"Out!"

"I uh... guess we have to use one spoon?" Scully shrugged, turning towards Mulder. His face was right there. They were sitting so close to one another. He looked even better up close.

"I guess so." He laughed, lighting up the mood. "I promise you that I don't have any diseases."

"Oh, I already knew that. I'm a doctor remember?" She beamed, took the spoon into her hand, and dipped it into the ice cream. Just as the whip cream touched her lips, Mulder spoke. She froze in her position.

"Who says you get the first bite?" He grinned.

"You want it?" She pulled the spoon away from her lips, leaving white cream on the lower lip, and she put it to Mulder's.

"Are you going to feed me Doctor Scully?" He said, eyes shining into hers.

She gave him a half smile before answering, "Only if you want me to." He gladly opened his mouth, and licked his lips as she pulled the spoon away. "Good?"

"Amazing." He was staring right into her eyes, clearing calling her amazing and not the ice cream.

Scully wanted to think that he was calling her amazing, so that's just what she thought. It had been so long since she'd ever been complimented by a guy. Marco wasn't as flattering as Mulder. Marco was... well he was Marco.

He took the spoon into his hand and dipped into the ice cream, getting a little fudge, and held it to Scully's lips. She smiled.

"My turn," He beamed as she opened her lips, allowing the spoon to slide in. He was about to go crazy just watching her.

For the next five minutes they spoon fed each other the sundae, laughing the whole time, talking about anything. Scully was a clean eater but Mulder on the other hand wasn't. Maybe it was Scully's aim. Whatever the case he had ice cream on the corners of his lips.

"You have a little," Scully was almost completely out of breath from laughing. She grabbed the cloth napkin. "May I?" She was still smiling. He nodded, beaming.

She placed her left hand on his back and he turned into her, helping her help him. She wiped away the farthest corner of his lips, chuckling a little at the simplicity of it all. But, then he caught her gaze, freezing her. She held his gaze confidently without looking away. Her heart rate was picking up as his lips inched closer to hers, almost in contact; she could've sworn that she was about to have a heart attack right then and there if it wasn't for the waiter.

"Here's your check." He said in his accent, as he held a bag of ice to his head. Apparently he hit the table when he fell.

Mulder and Scully separated, and he smiled at the irritable waiter as he walked away. Scully dug out her wallet. Mulder looked at her confused.

"Since when does a woman pay?" He smiled and got own in return.

"You just keep taking me by surprise, Mulder. You're so... gentlemanly." She beamed, and he became confused again.

"You can't honestly tell me that your Marco isn't ever gentlemanly." She shook her head and looked down into her lap, remembering Marco. He was so unlike Mulder. He was nothing unlike Mulder, and that made her heart break. She wanted Mulder so bad. It was weird, 41 years and she never wanted anything more. And there he was, next to her, on a date with her, married to someone else.

Outside on the sidewalk, Andrea and Brittney were crouched close to the ground and were peeking through the front window.

"Dude they were so going to kiss! I can't believe this shit!"

"Well if it weren't for you and your condom airplane service, they'd be making out right now!"

"We are going to kill that waiter before he leaves tonight."

When their bill was paid and their tabled was cleared, Mulder looked around and saw how nice of an evening it was outside. He could've sworn he saw two heads quickly duck under the window, but he shook his head and turned back to the beautiful woman sitting besides him. She was off in her own little world, still staring at his wedding ring and absentmindedly playing with her necklace.

"How about we get out of here?"

"Sure," she smiled and repositioned her purse that had been draped over her chair, and slipped it through her arm. "What did you have in mind?" He helped her out of her chair and pushed it back toward the table before resting his hand on the small of her back and leading her out of the restaurant, a sense of pride running them through him.

When they made it onto the sidewalk, they were greeted with the night's warm air. The street lights were on and you could hear a few car horns in the distance. There was a park across the street that drew his attention. The traffic lights changed, and the sign admitting people to walk across the street came on. Without thinking, Mulder grabbed her hand and together, they jogged past the parked cars. She giggled the whole time and he slowed when they made it to the park.

Outside on the sidewalk, Andrea and Brittney were crouched close to the ground and were peeking through the front window.

"Dude they were so going to kiss! I can't believe this shit!"

"Well if it weren't for you and your condom airplane service, they'd be making out right now!"

"We are going to kill that waiter before he leaves tonight."

"How about we get out of here?"

Brittney and Andrea turned sharply and followed Mulder and Scully's path. They waited a few seconds before they both took off for the park themselves. But they both missed that the traffic signals had changed before they went to walk across the street and car horns were going off in all directions. Brittney pulled Andrea through the heap of cars and horns, and they made it onto the park's sidewalk unharmed.

"I'd die for Mulder and Scully! The truth is out there," Andrea screamed. Brittney stomped her food and hushed her by putting a finger over her mouth.

"Don't start your 'obsessive fan girl' crap now. You're lucky they didn't hear your crazy ass!"

"Even if they did, they wouldn't know it was me!" Andrea thought about what she said and her proud expression soon turned to a disappointed one. "Aww man! They wouldn't know it was me!!"

A few other couples were seated on benches, whispering and sitting close together. The city lights dimmed everything enough just so you could see where you were walking. Their hands remained clasped and she looked down at their entwined hands in a state of awe.

Her heart was beating a million beats per second, and she couldn't shake off the feeling of giddiness that was threatening to burst out of her. She couldn't wipe the smile off of her face either. Their hands fit so perfectly together and when their fingers laced, it was pure bliss. Her stomach was doing flips and cartwheels as they walked further into the park.

He was quiet himself, thinking of something to talk about before things got awkward. Their hands swung gently as they moved and he couldn't ignore the feeling of peace. He would never be able to do this with Coco. With her, dinner would have been a complete mess. Coco would have complained the entire time about the service, the food, the atmosphere; there was no pleasing Coco.

With Dana, he could be himself. The little things seemed to please her and if that was the case, he couldn't go wrong with her. He felt her squeeze his hand softly and he looked down at her with loving eyes. She looked so beautiful in the dim city lights.

"Tonight was really fun. Dinner was amazing," she murmured, afraid that if she was too loud, her voice would echo through the calm park. "And dessert was delicious." It was her attempt at flirting, and he loved it. She was so cute when she blushed.

"Well I'm glad you enjoyed yourself. That was my main goal- to get you to have fun."

"Thank you, Mulder."

"You're welcome." They came to stand in front of a rather large water fountain that was located in the center of the park. Soft lights beamed from under the water and the constant flow of water trickling down the ceramic carvings was relaxing.
They stood side by side, their arms touching and their fingers still laced together. Scully admired the view before her, taking in the relaxing scene as much as she could before she would have to return to a life of pizza box filled living rooms and dirty dishes piling the kitchen sink. Mulder could fell her uneasiness and leaned closer to her, whispering in her ear.

"You wanna talk about it?"

"About what? I was just admiring the-" The look he gave her told her everything she needed to know. He knew she was suffering inside. Failed relationships in the past and one that wasn't working out in the present. "I don't know. It's complicated," she hesitated, knowing she didn't have to bother him with her problems too.

"Just tell me," he encouraged and led her over to the fountain. He sat down on the edge and patted the spot next to him. She took a seat, their hands never losing their grip. Their thighs were pressed together and their joined hands rested on top of his lap. He played with her fingers until she began to explain things in more detail about her home life.

"I don't want you to think this is because of you or your wife, but I might break up with Marco." She held her breath, waiting for his response, but he seemed to understand completely. "Things just aren't... going... the way I thought they would. When I first met him, he was nice and he was a gentleman, but as the months progressed, he just got lazy and disgusting. I can't live like that. I can't live with someone who insists on having pizza and beer for dinner every night."

"It sounds to me like you know what you want."

"I do know what I want, but I can't have it," she whispered sadly, looking down at her lap, avoiding his eyes. She was heartbroken and torn into pieces. The one man she wanted most was taken. She had just met this man today and she couldn't see herself with anyone but him. She knew her daughter would even like Mulder. There was no doubt in her mind that she could live her life the way she had always wanted if Mulder were with her, but that's not how things had worked out. She felt his fingers brushed against her cheek and her heart was racing again. He tilted her head up and made her look into his eyes.

"Says who?" His eyes were smoldering into hers. Could it be happening? Was he really telling her that she could have what she wanted? Her heart told her yes, but her brain said the opposite, no. She closed her eyes and shook her head.

"Mulder, if you knew what I wanted then you would understand why I couldn't have it."

"I think I know, Scully." His heart beat fast like hers. "What if I told you that, I wanted the same thing?"

"Do you?" It took every part of her to control herself from forcing her lips upon his. The way he spoke his words, so smooth, so gentle, so caring, and so understanding.

But just as Mulder opened his mouth to speak a simple, "yes," the rain fell on them. It happened all of a sudden. Or did it? Scully was too distracted by being with Mulder everything around her seemed to have melted. And the same thing went for Mulder. He forgot about everything in the world that was happening. The only thing there was that beautiful woman he was next to.

Scully tilted her head so she could look up into the huge rain clouds. Did they just appear? How could she not have known it was going to rain? And now she could hear the crashes of thunder. She pouted at the sky. Hopefully her hair wouldn't frizz. But then, she remembered it was her second time in the rain with Mulder, and a sense of thrill came over her.

"You're hair will be fine," Mulder laughed, squeezing her hand for her attention. He turned to her, grinning widely, from ear to ear. Her mouth flipped into the same grin her had on his face. Rain. It wasn't that bad when they were with each other.

Mulder jogged to the street puling Scully along with him. She loved this, the exhilarating feeling. She could have so much fun with this guy, and she didn't have to feel like she had to take care of him. He was independent.

"Aw hurry," He said, laughing when he was the walk sign blinking. The two hurried across the street just in time. She let out a giggle as he began jogging faster, so they wouldn't be stuck in the rain.

On accident he pulled her right to his car, instead of hers. She was right against his car and in front of him, as they stood there out of breath. The rain pulsated on the hood of the car. There giggling ceased once they caught each other's gaze. Seriousness returned to both of their faces as Mulder's inched towards hers, their lips almost in contact. His hands cupped her face just on her jaw. Both heart beats pounded against their chest to the point where they were about to explode. Scully could swear that he felt her heart beat, because now her chest was pressed up against his. His lips closed the gap between them, pressing them hesitantly at first onto hers. In a second she realized what was happening, and she returned the kiss enthusiastically, getting an equally if not more enthusiastic kiss from him. Nearly, ten seconds the pulled apart. All questions they had were answered at the look intently into each other's eyes. A smile decorated her lips, causing him to reflect the same smile.

Her hair was frizzing but she completely forgot about it. Nothing could bring her down in that moment. He rested his hands on her now damp shoulders.

"Please say something," He murmured, now worried. The silence after that kind of kiss was unbearable. He had to know what she was thinking.

"Wow," was the only word she managed to get out. That very word made him grin slightly. Wow was definitely a good sign. That kiss was amazing. It had passion, everything. "I don't want tonight to end." She looked at her watch, which Mulder managed to put back on her wrist in the park. It was 10:30.

"Wanna come in my car and sit for a while?" She bit her lip and nodded. He walked around the other side of the car and opened the door for her. She smiled lovingly at him and got into the passenger seat of his car. She knew Marco would never do such a gentlemanly thing and the thought alone made her want to scream her frustration. Mulder jogged around the car in the rain and situated himself in the driver's seat. She shivered involuntarily from the rain and he noticed. "You cold?"

"A little," she shyly admitted.

"I can fix that." He started his car and turned the heater on a little higher so they could both dry off from the rain. It was hard for Scully to think straight with him sitting so close beside her. And it didn't help that they were kissing just a few seconds ago. Her heart was still beating furiously as she replayed the kiss over and over in her head. "I'm ugh... sorry about what happened out there." Her head snapped up and their eyes met.

"What? Why?" She could feel the panic rising in her. What if the kiss they shared was a mistake? She couldn't help but feel awkward now. "I mean... I thought that you... never mind. It's okay." She sighed and looked out of the car window, following the rain drops that flowed down the glass. "I mean... why would you want to kiss me anyway? I'm just some woman you met at a grocery store with a disgusting boyfriend and a teenage daughter. You don't know me, and why would you? I have no life, I have no friends, I barely have family- your perfect opposite. And you're married with two children! What are we doing? I can't let this ruin your marriage! What would your kids think? All of this is so wrong, but it feels so right. It's like I'm falling in-" Without warning, he had turned in his seat and cupped her cheek. She stopped her ranting and turned toward him. His lips crashed down onto hers and her hand instantly came up to rest on the back of his neck. It felt so wonderful to be kissing him again.

Now she had no doubts in her mind that they wanted the same thing. Their lips parted and their tongues shyly came into play. She could feel herself grow dizzy as their kiss progressed into something much heavier and heated. He couldn't stop kissing her and he didn't want to either, but if they continued, things were going to get out of control. A million things were running through his mind, but none of them seemed to matter. The only thing he cared about at the moment was the beautiful woman that he couldn't stop kissing.

When their lips parted, they both opened their eyes and smiled. His hand was tangled in her hair and her hand was gripping the back of his neck. The car had warmed up tremendously and they had to turn off the car's heater to cool things down a bit. Her cheeks were flushed with color and his eyes were shining with excitement. Their faces remained ever so close, his fingers trailing down her soft cheek and tracing the beautiful lips he was kissing just minutes ago.

"I really don't want you to go," he whispered.

"I don't want to leave," she assured him, pressing a kiss to the palm of his hand. "I'm pretty sure I'm not even missed at the house, but your wife might start wondering where you are. Plus, you wouldn't want your kids to worry."

"Ah, but that's where you're wrong, my dear." Her heart leapt when she heard the pet name fall from his lips. Their hands joined against and their fingers carefully entwined. She loved how well they seemed to fall into a romantic mood, unlike how things were with Marco. "My wife is out with her friends. She wouldn't even notice if I was gone for two days. My kids are at summer camp. The least of their worries are where their father is." He caressed her cheek with his free hand and gazed into her warm eyes. She was so unlike Coco. She was so much better than Coco. She hadn't even met his two kids and she already had the motherly instincts for them. They weren't even her kids! "You're nothing like my wife," he randomly blurted out in a soft whisper. The confession caught her off guard, but what he had to say next warmed her heart completely. "You are so much better than her. I can't believe I married that thing instead of you."

"You don't mean that. You have two beautiful kids with her. You must love her."

"She did give me two beautiful children and I thank her for that daily. Beyond that, I don't see any other reason to stick around. My children know I love them more than anything and they deserve a mother who's going to be there for them... a mother who can sit down and listen about how their day went instead of brushing them off and going out with her friends. I want my little girl to have someone older to talk to when she has boy trouble and I want my little boy to have someone to talk to when he's having trouble with a girl he likes at school. Coco can't do any of that." He lifted her chin gently. "But you can."

"Mulder, I don't know." Everything was overwhelming her. She didn't know what to do. She felt trapped. How was Marco going to take their separation? Would Piper agree of her affair with a married man? Would her teenage daughter even like Mulder? All of the questions came flying at her and she felt the moisture began to pool in the corners of her eyes.

"Hey, hey. What's this?" Before the tears could drop, he brushed them away with a gentle sweep of his thumb. "What's with the waterworks?"

"I'm just so... happy. I don't know. I'm sorry," she sniffed and used the back of her hand to remove any stray tears.

"Maybe we should call it a night? You should go home and rest." She nodded and squeezed his hand for comfort. She wanted to see him again. She had to see him again, no exceptions. She pulled out a pen and grabbed the nearest piece of scratch paper she could find, that happened to be laying right next to one of Coco's abandoned tampons. She giggled at the sight and wrote down her phone number. She slipped it into his hand and leaned forward to press one last kiss to his lips.

They kissed for what seemed like endless minutes and when it was over, still lingered close.

"Call me?"

"I promise."

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Uh-oh will he ever call her? Will Piper approve of her mother and mulder together? And what about his kids... when they come back from summer camp how are things going to go? And The Evil Tampon Queen, Coco (Aka. Coke head, Cuckoo brains) and Mark the disgusting slob mechanic? And if you guys didn't get it by now, this isn't just MSR... it's somewhat DAGS/DDGAS!
Review please?

-a.