Disclaimer: I don't
own them, 1013 and everyone around there own them.
Summary: M/O
turned MSR.
A/N: It's small updates, but these are going to be
consistent. Every three days I will update, I promise. I have most of
the story written, so it won't be updated only if my Beta doesn't get
to it. Otherwise, I promise I will update. It's a bit off-character,
but I wrote it about a year ago. Para Mi means "For Me" which
comes from "Eres Para Mi" by Julieta Venegas. It's a good song,
listen to it!
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weeks later-
She needed to call Mulder. She needed to see him and explain everything. Things had happened too fast, she wasn't sure what she would tell him.
She'd had this ritual of coming into her new apartment picking up her phone and just sitting there.
She was dying to tell him. And finally, tonight of all nights, she knew why she couldn't tell him. She knew this was something that could not be said over the phone.
She just hoped Mulder would forgive her for ignoring him these past 9 weeks. She dialed his number, laughing at the thought that she knew his better than her own new number.
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"Mul..." he swallowed his broccoli "der".
"Mulder...? It's me." his stomach dropped, and his face must have showed a great deal of shock because Adriana put down her food and kneeled on the couch, softly asking,
"Fox whats wrong...?"
"I uh...nothing. I just..." he took the phone and tried his best to walk toward his kitchen. Such a short walk had never seemed so long.
"Scully....whats....up?" he asked, almost breathing into the phone.
"Am I interrupting something?" she asked, a professional tone suddenly taking on her voice.
"Uh no, nothing whats up? It's been...so long. I've tried calling and..."
She cut him off, " Mulder....we need to talk. I'm sorry I haven't replied, but I need to see you as soon as possible."
"Sure Scully. Whenever wherever you name it I'll be there."
"You're place. Tomorrow night." she said decisively after a few minutes.
His heart started racing and all he could manage was an "Okay. I'll be here."
As soon as he hung up, he walked back into the living soon. He sat on the couch and looked at Adriana.
She looked worried, and until now he realized he hadn't mentioned Scully. Ever.
He turned to his side, facing her, and smiled slightly. He had a lot to explain.
A/N: I know I'm the writer here...but if someone could msg or review meh with a reminder...I tend to forgot to update. Ty to the trillionth power to my beta. This story is pre-written until chapter 23 [ I told you guys it was long]. However, the story is not yet finished. I am hoping my lovely bff, and long-time Beta will eventually forgive me for past offenses [which are far too long to list]. If it works well in that end- this story will turn MSR a lot quicker. Yay!