Separate Lives...

Mulder sat in his office staring aimlessly to the wall. It had been 3 months since he, for lack of a better term, had seen Scully. They would usually pass each other through the hallways. At the beginning it wouldn't be more than just a glance and a roll of the head. But after the first few weeks, he would smile at her…he would usually like to think she smiled back.It was hard to get used to the fact that she was not going to go through those office doors, greet him, or just pick a small rationality fight with him. He hadn't noticed how routine it had become, till she wasn't coming in anymore…till it was too late. He sighed. He would constantly wonder how she was, where she was, and if she would think of him. "Losing love is like falling in love, you have the same feelings of impotence and lightheadedness." He wasn't going to deny it…he had never denied it. He loved her, he still loved her.

As if it weren't enough, some of the agents around the bureau had been urging him to move on, advising him to see other women. "What other women?" He would respond. "I have yet to leave this office." Besides, he couldn't think of other women. For him, it was still to early…and as it seemed, it would forever be to early to think of anyone else.

He felt a sharp pain in his chest. "Scully…" he thought, "If you were only here…if you'd just give me one more chance, I would make things better…if you would just trust me again…I need you…"

Mulder stood up from his desk and grabbed his suit jacket from the back of his chair and made his way out his office to head back to his apartment. Back to the place where no one waited for his arrival…back to the take-out dinners and silence that the night would bring…back to the cold empty bed…back to the place where he couldn't help think he once called home and was now just the place he went back after work.

He sighed. "I miss you, Dana…I need you so much." He closed the door and went on his way.

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Scully walked in her apartment. She had finished work early and decided to just head home, maybe cook a meal, and lounge around her living room. She passed her answering machine…it blinked, she had to messages. "Probably mom…". She mused. Margaret had been calling her daughter everyday now since the divorce. She feared Dana would some how fall on a deep depression or something similar, but she knew better than that. She knew her daughter to be strong and reserved…but she also knew how much her daughter had loved this man…

Scully thought for a while before coming to the conclusion she would return her mother's call later. Life wasn't the same without Mulder, she hated to admit. It was like almost yesterday they were standing underneath the rain, ranting like crazy about their first case. She loved how he made her laugh. She remembered how he, years later, asked her, out of thin air to marry him and how she, out of pure happiness and thrill, answered yes. That night they eloped; it was the same night that they had gone off to take the humble 'modern day hunchback' to see his greatest idol; Cher. Mulder had had the great idea of making him the happiest man alive by taking him to see her. At that moment, Scully saw the amazing size of his heart. That night he asked her to dance…and then, to be his wife.

Scully caught her self smiling, and stopped almost immediately. "Stop it…" she commanded herself. "If he really had cared about you…he wouldn't have broken you heart." She took a deep breath. "I should have know better than to just head out and elope with him…I should have known better…" But she really couldn't blame herself, she was head over heals in love with him, and she knew deep inside that if she were to go back in time 100 times to that same night, she would have still said yes 100 times straight. To this day, she would think about how he was, and where he was constantly. Still worrying about his well being.

And yet still, she knew that there were signs along the way that she should have paid more attention to…she still remembered one night when she had inquired to Mulder about it…

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Scully laid in her side of the bed, stirring and sighing from time to time. It was 2:30 AM and she has yet to catch some sleep. She suddenly herd Mulder's voice at the other end of the bed…

Mulder: If you sigh one more time, your gonna kill us both from the lack of oxygen in this room…

She was startled a bit, but she smiled at his words nonetheless.

Scully: I'm sorry…I was just thinking.

He shifted to face her in the bed.

Mulder: What about?

Scully: Nothing…just things I keep hearing in the Bureau…

Mulder: About what?

He ran his hand under her shirt and began rubbing her warm stomach. She loved the way he touched her. She waited for a while before she turned to him, now both facing each other in the center of the bed.

Scully: Mulder…

He smiled sleepily.

Mulder: Yes babe…

Scully: Do you love me?

Mulder's eyes went wide. Not because of the question's answer, but because of the fact that she asked. They weren't the type of people to say "I love you" constantly, they were the ones who would show it with actions. He looked deep in her eyes and smiled.

Mulder: Of course I do…

She smiled in relief.

Mulder: Why'd you ask?

Scully: Oh nothing…I just wanted to hear it.

He smiled. He closed the gap between them wrapping his arms around her body and softly but passionately pressing his lips to hers. She moaned a bit feeling his tongue against her lips, so did he. They stopped and he rested his head against hers, both smiling at each other softly.

Mulder: Get some sleep. I'll be right here in the morning.

She giggled a bit and moved in his arms; his body now pressed up behind hers, his arm wrapped around her waist and his head nuzzled in her neck.

The truth was that she had been hearing rumors around the Bureau. Rumors that involved Mulder and their relationship. She didn't want to hear, she didn't want to believe they were true…but that night, that night she went peacefully to sleep, relived at the words her husband had spoken to her, truly believing they were true…

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Scully let out a breath of air. "Why did you have to lie to me…Why? You said I was the only one you trusted…" She shook her head and decided to let the thought out of her head. She took the phone and started to dial a familiar number…

Scully: Hi mom, it's me…I'm alright, how are you?...

A/N: Hey...I know I said I was going to make it happier here, but the characters told me other wise hehe. I'll try to lighten it up a little on the next one. Sorry for the wait, college is hectic! LOL well hoped you all liked :) Thankx to all the reviewers. You guys rock! Oh and there's another f;ash back just incase you got lost!