A/N: This is taking place right after Theef. To everyone who's wondering where this comes from, I suggest you to watch the last scene of the episode again. Pay attention of the way Mulder is looking at Scully, especially when she leaves the room. It's my vision of it, and how it could have turned out after it.

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Mulder had more difficulty to function recently. The lost of both his sister and mother had been weighing on him as much as his feelings for Scully. He had not been really focused on work lately, choosing weird, dumb cases to distract him. He had ended up getting nothing but boredom out of it. As a result, Scully had been annoyed. Him? He had been fuming. She had been acting as if nothing ever happened between them. Sometimes it had been like she had not even acknowledged his desire and feelings for her. It annoyed him because he was sure she had feelings for him too. And professionally, she had not verbalized her own frustration. She had just been silently angry with him. Mulder had been angry too, and bored, and tired.

Deep down though, he had known Scully had a point. He had to try to focus on his job again, which meant taking cases that could interest him in the first place.

So he had taken this one. Hexing, voodoo dolls, murders and family. It had had everything to keep him engaged, in this difficult time. It worked. Actually, it worked even better with Scully being focused and interested too. He had been so sure at first, that she would have dismissed this case because of his hexing theory, but instead, she had enabled him. After all this time, she could still surprise him.

"You keep me guessing". He could not have helped but repeat it to himself throughout the case. And now again, as she had left Peattie's room, after having revealed that she would have had done the same thing as Wieder. Stunned, he could only have watched her leave. Alone with his thoughts, he just looked at the door shutting down after her. Somehow, as he whispered this sentence again, he knew. All his body was screaming this: it was now or never.

As Mulder got out of the hospital to the street, he found Scully, standing against the car, waiting. She was apparently lost in thoughts. That view made him stop. It wasn't often that he had a chance to pause and look at her like that. He was having a sudden urge to kiss her. He didn't know how, but something clicked. His mind went blank. Coming out of her reverie, she looked at him, interrogations on her face. So Mulder just walked again, towards her. Suddenly he put the car keys out of his coat pocket and tossed them to Scully. By the time she caught them mechanically, and looked at them a bit stupidly, he was here, invading her personal space. He was kissing her hard, pushing her further against the car.

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Scully could not help but respond. Not that she had any choice, Mulder being all over her. She really did not see that coming at this moment, but as usual, she kissed back. No matter how much she swore not to go back there, she could not help it. She could feel Mulder's desire vibrating through her. He was kissing her passionately, her mouth, her neck, pressing himself against her. His passion was contagious and soon they were making out like teenagers, right there on the hospital parking lot. This realization gave her the strength to back off.

- "Mulder?" But he kissed her again, his hands working under her shirt. She gasped.

- "I don't want to talk", he said out of breath. No kidding! Scully didn't particularly want to either, right now.

- "Mulder, we're in the middle of the street" she managed to say, out of breath herself.

Mulder pulled off a bit.

- "Can you drive?" he asked. She just sort of nodded, and he kissed her one more time before letting her go.

So she drove back to the motel. It was silent. There was nothing to say. They both knew what was to come. It was bound to happen sometimes, after all these years and it was happening now.