Chapter 9

Mulder kisses her back until Scully deepens the kiss and begins to run her hand down his chest. He pulls away quickly and looks at her first shocked but apologetically, too.

"Scully...I-I can't do this." He tells her.

"I just..." She mutters, her hand still placed on his chest. She leans forward and meets his lips once again, her hand making it's way down his chest and stomach. Mulder instantly breaks the kiss as he feels Scully pulling down his zipper.

"Scully!" He says and pushes her hand away.

"Mulder..." She says, replacing her hand on his chest not giving up just yet. He takes both of her hands in his and looks at her face.

"Come on, Scully, please. I need you to stop this right now. This is so wrong. I want to make you feel better but not like this..." He tells her.

Scully pulls her hand away from his grasp and leaves the room without saying a word.

"Scully." Mulder calls but Scully just ignores it.

"Shit!" He shouts and punches his fist down onto the mattress. He sighs and lies down on the bed. He stares up at the ceiling, thinking about what just happened. He's very confused and feels bad as well. Mulder hates it to see Scully like this. Instead of making her feel better he makes her feel even worse...at least that's what Mulder's thinking...

He has to talk to her he knows that so he gets out of bed and walks to the bathroom, where Scully once again is in. He knocks on the door, softly.

"Scully." He says, loudly.

"I'm fine, Mulder. I just had to...pee."

"Scully, you've been in there for almost 15 minutes. Look...about what just happened-"

"Can you just forget about it, Mulder, please?" She asks him.

"I don't know, Scully but I want you to know that it's okay. You don't have to feel-"

"Ashamed? Embarrassed? Aggrieved? Offended? Unhappy? Disappointed?" She says, interrupting him. Mulder sighs.

"Yeah...exactly. Scully, I really don't like to talk to a door...I think you should come out." He says to her.

"I don't think so..." He hears her say.

"Come on, Scully. You can't stay in there forever...it's safe out here. Come out and we'll cuddle on the couch together." He says with a smile.

Just a few seconds later he hears the door being unlocked. He chuckles and Scully comes out of the bathroom. She looks at him, shyly. He cups her cheek and wipes away the one and only remaining tear in her face with his thumb. She leans into his touch. He takes her hand in his, squeezing it.

"Come on." He says and leads her into the livingroom. They both sit down on the couch. Mulder pulls her close, wrapping an arm around her. Scully cuddles up against him, resting her head on his shoulder.

"What's your favorite color?" Mulder suddenly asks, breaking the silence.

"Umm...black and beige. I like red but it has to be dark red and I like green as well. You?"

"Black." He just says. Scully smiles.

"You know...I like it when you're wearing a white shirt..." She tells him.

"Good to know." He says and winks at her.

"And what's your favorite hair color?" He asks her.

"I like dark hair best." She answers.

"My favorite hair color is definitely red." Mulder says, making Scully blush. He reaches over and puts a strand of her hair behind her ear, making her blush even more. He smiles at her.

"Okay, next question. Favorite movie?" He asks.

"I don't know...probably every movie we watched together..." She says, softly.

"'Cause we've watched them together." He says and nods in agreement.

"Why all those questions, Mulder? Is this some kind of game or something?" She asks a little confused.

"No...it's just for fun. I've got another question."

"Okay, what's that?"

"Favorite X-File? Or your favorite case?" He asks, smiling.

"Are you kidding me?" Scully asks, giggling.

"No...I really want to know." He says.

"All right...umm...our fist case just because it was our fist case. It was pretty interesting." She tells him. „Yours?" She asks, curiously.

"The one where we were in the forest searching for those-"

"Mothmen?" She asks, beginning to laugh.

"Yeah, well I don't think that they were mothmen but okay..." He says. "My favorite part was you singing to me. I think I'll never forget that." He tells her and chuckles.

"Oh no...Mulder." Scully mutters and hits him playfully on the chest.

"It was cute. I think we should do this more often." He says.

"What do you mean?" She asks.

"Talk. We should talk like this more often."

"Yeah." She agrees. "Mulder, thank you for making me feel better and thank you for making me forget about all those horrible things that are in my life right now. I'm so glad you're here with me right now."

"Scully, there's no one else I'd rather be here with than with you."

Scully pulls Mulder in for a hug.

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A/N: Sorry if it's a little too fluffy towards the end of this chapter. I just though it was kinda cute...and there's so much drama and angst in this fic. I think there can be a bit fluff, too, here and there. What do you think?? Please review! There's more to come that is if you guys want more...