AN: First of all, I apologize for not having updated this story sooner. I am sooooo sorry. It's been like forever since I've posted my previous chapter. It's been crazy these past few months. I just had two weeks vacation this summer and then work took almost all my time. I hope you did not give up on this story though. I always make sure that my chapters are as the best as I can do and worth of your reading. I hope this one will make up for all that time. I will try not to be on "silent radio" for so long again and post another chapter soon. Especially that I approach the end of the story since All things will be the last episode that I will cover. In case I don't post before a few weeks I wish you all a happy Holidays!

Once again thank you so much for your patience and kindness, my dear readers. I hope you all still follow this story with pleasure and that you will find this chapter as good as the others (if not, don't be afraid to complain :D). As usual, don't hesitate to comment, I love having your feedback. :-)

Ps: Thanks to Mindy for the help.

This takes place right after Chimera. A scene between Mulder and Scully in Mukder's POV.

Breakfast

8:23AM on the clock. Mulder was pretty sure Scully was not awake. She could not be. Not after the nights she had to spend. Fresh orange juice, french croissants, coffee. This was a great breakfast Scully would certainly welcome. But Mulder was still in his car. He was resolute earlier when he got out of his apartment to offer Scully a great breakfast but since he parked in front of her apartment building, he found himself unable to move. He was not so sure that Scully would be glad to see him. Not to mention the fact that she would probably see the breakfast as a peace offering and a way for him to remain in her good graces after he totally abandoned her and the boring surveillance at the first chance he got. He wanted to do something nice for Scully. He did not need any particular reason to do such things but here he was sorry. He hoped she would like the gesture. It really bothered Mulder to find he did not really know what kind of breakfast Scully enjoyed as a special treat. He thought he knew her well enough by now, to know that kind of thing. It also bothered him to be that nervous about a breakfast. Okay, so that was not really about the breakfast. It was also about the whole "significant other" conversation that he could not quite get out of his mind. Scully was his significant other in so many ways. And he loved her for that. He knew that for quite some time now, but here it was one of those rare times when it felt different. Like when he had imagined the apocalypse and Scully had saved him. He had been able to put words to his feelings afterward. Only here he spoke about it to strangers. He and Scully were so careful in their relationship that they hardly ever talk about it. No plan, no talk about what they feel. They just went with the flow and managed to make the best of the little non work-related time they could spend together. It was probably why it was so intense, so passionate and so chaotic. Only now Mulder felt that it was time to really acknowledge that they were a couple and that, even in secrecy, they could have a real stable relationship. He believed it. He wanted it. Scully was his significant other. It was that simple. She made him happy and he loved her for that. It was as if speaking of it out loud to a third part had made things all the more real.

So that was it. He was gonna offer Scully a great breakfast and tell her he loved her. At least that was the plan before he froze. Last time he told her he loved her in so many words, she laughed at him. So what? They had not even been together at that time. It bothered Mulder to be that bothered. You wonder too much, he said to himself. So he took a deep breath, got out of the car with the breakfast bag, and went to Scully's apartment door. Should he knock? Deciding not to wake her up in such a fashion, he used his spare key and let himself in her apartment. It was totally silent. Mulder put the bag on the kitchen table, only taking the coffee out. Still warm. He went to Scully's bedroom. She was fast asleep. Mulder thought about waking her up gently with coffee smell but stopped short. She looked relaxed, she looked peaceful. She looked beautiful. Then, Mulder put the coffee down on the nightstand, removed his coat before putting in away on a chair, and just lied down beside Scully. She stirred.

- "Mulder?"

- "Yeah"

- "What time is it?" She asked still half asleep.

- "Still early, go back to sleep." He kept his voice down.

- "I smell coffee."

Scully's radar for coffee. She could be in a coma and it would still work perfectly.

- "Later."

Mulder put an arm around Scully's waist, pulling her closer to him.

- "Hey Scully?" He said, almost whispering in her ear.

- "Hmmm?" was all she mustered. She was falling back again. Mulder used the little time he had.

- "I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about the surveillance thing. I missed you."

She did not respond but Mulder sensed that she was not totally asleep yet. He could feel her listening to him.

- "I know we don't really talk about us but I honestly don't know what I'm gonna do if I don't see you everyday. I love you."

He then took her hand and kissed her cheek lightly. Her eyes were closed. He closed his own and they just slept peacefully with their hands intertwined.