A/N: This takes place right after the end of En Ami. Scully's POV.

More dialogues on this one! Hope Andreakayy will love it! :-) As usual, hope you'll find it at your taste.

Misunderstanding

- "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to worry you. I really tried to be in touch", Scully said for the third time.

He nodded. If only he would say something. He had remained silent since they came from CGB Spender's "office". Now they were back at his apartment, and still nothing. She knew things were a bit weird between them lately but she could not imagine him not understanding what she had done here. She hoped Mulder could get past their personal difficulties of the moment. What happened these past few days had nothing to do with their weekend at Quonochotaug, after all. Scully then remembered that Cancer Man had pierced through her regarding Mulder and it made her uneasy again.

Mulder was just sitting down on his couch, drinking a fresh cup of coffee. He was not really looking at her. Scully was sitting on the armchair.

- "Look", she tried again, "I felt, I had to do it. After everything that happened to me, I had to listen."

- "I understand."

Finally! A word! Okay what she did was crazy, especially for her, but still. She had to do it even if it was apparently for nothing. Scully was not so sure that it had been a complete waste yet. The Smoking Man was probably really dying. She believed that was the message he wanted to give her, after all.

- "Don't be angry then, please. You would've done the same under the circumstances."

- "I don't know, Scully. And I'm not angry, I'm just... I was just worried. You put yourself in great danger there. I didn't know where you were."

- "Now you know how I feel everytime you go on a wild goose chase, all by yourself", she tried to joke, weakly.

Mulder put down his cup and got up.

- "It's not funny, Scully. I imagined a lot of scenarios. I didn't know what happened to you and then you refused to talk to me and I didn't know why. I imagined a lot of things, I even thought it was personal."

Scully was lost. Personal?

- "What do you mean?"

- "Nothing, I just..." Mulder looked embarrassed. "I just thought that maybe you blamed me or something and..."

Scully looked at him in surprise. She could not quite believe what she was hearing. Was he really talking about what she believed he was talking about? Admittedly, the famous weekend at Quonochotaug had been unusual to say the least. It started well until they talked about the loneliness in their lives and the love ones they lost. Then, they completely forgot about Teena and the fact that they were at her house. They rarely got out of bed, just talking a bit and making love like two crazy teenagers discovering sex. Scully had been so surprise and unsettled by this that she had put some distance with Mulder. She had felt the need to reclaim some space. But still, why would Mulder think that had anything to do with her trip with the Smoking Man? She realized Mulder was looking at her expectantly.

- "Mulder... What do you want me to say?"

Mulder did not answer. He did not quite dare to face her either, she noticed. Perhaps he was starting to realize that his reaction was a bit over-the-top. Scully could not really comprehend what was happening here but she knew she did not like it.

- "You really connected the road trip with our personal problems?" she asked with more than a bit of incredulity in her voice.

- "Oh, so we do have problems."

- "I don't know, Mulder. Do we?"

The Smoking Man's words came back to her again. "You'd die for Mulder but you wouldn't allow yourself to love him." She had called him on his pop psychology at the time, but deep down, she knew he was right. Yes, they had problems and, right now, she was afraid they were all hers.

Scully did not get her reactions lately. First, she let herself in a sort of sexual frenzy she had not known she was capable of, and here she had been willing to give a bit of trust to the smoking son of a bitch. What was happening to her?

She realized that Mulder was talking to her.

- "What?"

- "I said that I didn't regret what happened. I didn't plan it. But I'm not sorry. It was weird but I liked it. And I'm not gonna apologize for it." He was blushing now.

- "You're out of your mind Mulder. Okay, me going with Cancer Man was a bit crazy and I'm sorry to have cause you trouble, but it has nothing to do with Quonochotaug. I don't blame you, I know you didn't plan it... I liked it too."

Oh God, was she blushing too? She hoped not. She really did not know why she could not ease herself into this relationship. She was just completely thrown off at the moment.

– "I'm sorry to have been distant lately. I guess I have a hard time adjusting."

That's all she could say for now. Mulder did not comment. He just looked at her sympathetically.