Two weeks later.

Scully had been discharged from hospital a few days previously and now both she and Mulder were sat in Mulder's apartment watching a movie. After quite a lengthy discussion Scully had been persuaded by Mulder to stay at his apartment until hers was habitable again. To try and take her mind off things Mulder had suggested they watch a movie. As they had sat down together to watch Fatal Attraction Mulder hadn't been particularly sure that it was the most suitable of choices. Scully hadn't protested however, had simply stated that she'd never seen it and, to his slight surprise, had seemed perfectly comfortable with watching it.

On the television Michael Douglas' wife was running her bath. Mulder had seen the movie countless times before so he knew what was coming. He turned his head to watch Scully. She was glued to the screen and he couldn't help but smile to himself slightly as he watched her tense then gasp slightly, causing him to turn his attention back to the TV. Glen Close was now stood in the bathroom, holding the knife. Still listening to the dialogue Mulder again turned his attentions back to Scully, watching her reactions. He found them more entertaining than the film itself. He saw her tense again and jump slightly as Michael Douglas grabbed Glen Close and held her under the water in the bath. After a few moments she stopped struggling and Scully relaxed a bit. Mulder smiled inwardly. He knew what was coming next.

A few moments later Glen Close burst up out of the water and lunged at Michael Douglas before his wife shot her and she slid down the wall and back into the bath. Scully screamed and jumped about three feet in the air. Mulder tried to suppress his laughter but failed miserably. She shot him a look before grabbing a cushion and whacking him over the head with it. This only served to make him laugh harder. Scully smiled slightly before pulling her arm back and swinging the cushion at Mulder's head again. Only this time Mulder was ready for it. With one hand he grabbed her wrist and with the other he grabbed the cushion trying to pull it from her grasp. But Scully was having none of it. She tightened her grip on the cushion and in the end, instead of pulling the cushion away from Scully, Mulder ended up pulling her towards him. She laughed slightly but stopped as their eyes met. They stared at each other for a few moments before Mulder broke the silence.

"How bout we call a truce to this pillow fight?" Scully smiled and nodded.

"That sounds fine." Mulder pulled the cushion from Scully's grasp but couldn't resist tapping her lightly on the head with it before throwing it aside.

"What happened to the truce?"

"I had to get you back for hitting me," he replied simply. They fell silent and it was only then that Mulder noticed he still had hold of Scully's wrist. She appeared to have noticed too but was making no move to pull it away. After a few more moments of silence it was broken again, by Scully this time.

"Thank you."

"What for? Taking the pillow?" Mulder replied and Scully smiled.

"No, for getting me out of my apartment. You saved my life."

"Ah it was nothing. You would've done the same for me."

"That's not the point Mulder. I'm not afraid of fire, but you are and you still came in and got me."

"Well I couldn't let my partner get fried could I?" They fell silent again for a few beats before Scully spoke again.

"I owe you an apology Mulder. You thought there was something odd about 'Michael' from the start but I refused to believe you. I'm sorry."

"Ah it's ok. I'm used to you not believing me." He smiled and she couldn't help smiling slightly back.

"It seems to me that every guy I like or is interested in me is either a murderer, insane, a death fetishist, married or gay." Mulder couldn't help but laugh a little at this. But Scully didn't smile so he quickly checked himself. He placed an arm round her shoulders and pulled her towards him. She sank into his embrace without protest. He smoothed her hair and took a deep breath before he started talking.

"You know not every guy that likes you is any of those things." She turned her head and looked up at him questioningly. Their eyes linked for the second time that night, only this time Mulder did something about it. He leant in slowly and kissed her softly on the lips. She didn't respond for a second and he was about to pull away, scared he'd gone too far, when she kissed him back. The kiss was soft, almost chaste, and lasted only a few seconds before he pulled away. He opened his eyes and looked at her. She smiled softly at him and he moved his hand to cup her cheek. Wordlessly he leant in and kissed her again. She kissed him back without hesitation this time. Her hand snaked round his neck and pulled him closer to her, as his hand moved further round her back while the other ran through her hair.

As they kissed Scully realized that she'd been looking too hard for the man of her dreams; he'd been right here under her nose all along.

THE END.

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It's finally finished!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hope yall didn't get too annoyed with me for leaving it ages between posts. Hope you enjoyed both the stories despite the horrible things I've done to Scully. Also if you're interested I'm currently in the process of co-authoring an X-Files/Pirates of the Caribbean crossover called "Los Enemigos" with my friend Sirocco.Flow which we've started to post (it's in the X-Files section, naturally) Shameless plug I know but I don't care... READ IT!!!!!!!!!
Lily
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