AN: Hellooo! I'm back! And not so late as I promised. Can you believe that The X Files is turning 20 years today? I know I can't. Makes me old but also really proud to be a part of this fandom. So to celebrate this great anniversary, I give you this chapter. Have a great celebration yourselves fellow Philes!

Missing scene in all things. It's an emotional one. I'm not that good to write this stuff usually, so I hope you will like it. Scully's POV. As usual, don't hesitate to tell me what you think!

Love

Scully stirred. Where was she ? It was all blurred in her mind. She sat up a bit. Ah yes. Mulder's apartment. Mulder's couch to be precise. They had been talking and... well, she guessed she just fell asleep on his couch. She put both of her feet on the floor. She was beginning to be fully awake. It was night outside. What time could it be? Scully watched the clock on Mulder's desk: seven past Midnight. She then noticed light under Mulder's bedroom door. Was he awake?

She lightly opened the door to see Mulder sitting on his bed, in his PJ pants, a magazine in his hand. He looked up.

- "Hey. You're okay?"

- "Yes, thanks. I'm sorry I fell asleep."

- "It's okay. I hesitated to bring you here but you were sleeping so well..."

There was something weird. They had been comfortable earlier when they talked but now, the silence that had fallen was awkward.

- "It was an unusual weekend, I guess", Scully began, lightly.

- "Scully...", Mulder responded apparently not amused.

- "No, Mulder, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have get angry and... I don't know. It's been weird."

"I don't know what to tell you Scully. If I did something wrong, I'm sorry."

"No, you didn't."

Dropping the magazine on the floor, Mulder went to his bathroom. Scully followed and leaned on the wall beside the door. Mulder was passing water on his face. He looked at her through the mirror. Scully noticed there was something sad and tired in this look. She looked down.

- "Mulder, I had a very strange experience this weekend and I'm sorry to have given you a bad time about England, but at the same time, I don't regret not to go. I feel like this was something I had to experience. I hope you understand."

- "Well, I hope this was really that important because England sucked without you. I missed you all weekend. It was really boring. But then, I guess that's what romantic trip are without the other half participating."

Scully was stunned. 'romantic trip'? What the hell was he talking about? Having finished wiping his face, Mulder turned over to face her. Scully recovered.

- "You... I mean, it was supposed to be a romantic trip?"

- "Yes Scully, you really think I'm that much into crop-circles that I would booked two plane tickets for England behind your back? I planned the whole thing. It should have been just the two of us far from the FBI."

- "But on its dime?"

- "Well, yes, that was the best part", Mulder grinned devilishly.

Scully was now mortified. What had she done? She really had not thought of Mulder planning a romantic trip.

- "I'm sorry Mulder, I didn't know. I... I don't know what to say."

Mulder passed a hand on his face. He seems to be a little tense, as if he hesitated to say something.

- "It's okay, you hate surprises anyway. It was a bad idea. I don't want you to feel pressured anyway."

- "Pressured?" Now Scully was lost.

- "Yes, I mean, it's not the first time you back away a little in our relationship. It occurred to me that we weren't necessarily in the same place right now. But it's okay."

What? Okay, she overreacted on the whole crop-circle thing, she admitted it, but common! 'Not in the same place'? What did that even mean?

- "Mulder no..."

- "No it's okay Scully, really, I'm a big boy, I can take it. Maybe you're right. Maybe things need to slow down."

- "Things don't need to slow down. I'm sorry if I've been distant lately, I didn't think I was. Mulder I don't want you to think that I don't want to be with you, because I do, you know."

Mulder just looked at her. He seemed maybe a bit surprised but pleased. And even a bit... relieved? Oh God, what had she done? Why could not she say, at least once, that she loved him back and, why did she not go to England with him? That would have been nice. Always this damned fear coming in the way. Mulder was quiet. He just looked at her. She met his eyes.

- "I really do, Mulder. After everything we've been through, you're the most important person in my life and I wouldn't have it any other way." Mulder's eyes were locked on hers. She had his undivided attention. "You're my touchstone too and I trust you, and I want this relationship to work", she finished quietly, throwing his words back at him.

Here it was. Out in the open. Out of the bag. She said it. What she felt and what she wanted. It was that simple. She did not even hesitated. Now, she did not even understand why she had not before. It was so simple, she thought as she responded to his smile. He looked still a bit surprised.

- "I'm sorry I didn't make that clear before. It was stupid."

It really was. It felt so right and so easy right now. Then it occurred to Scully that perhaps the reason it felt right at this particular moment, was linked to what she experienced this weekend. Seeing Daniel again and having that vision. It had unsettled her but also had reassured her that she had taken the right decisions when she had to. And now she was this woman, new and the same, whatever that meant. She knew clearly where she came from and where she was right now. And it was all because of him. Mulder. It was all for him. This crazy, smart, passionate human being in whom she believed for so long now. Him and the trust they shared. Trust, this word that became so much powerful between them, that it was even bigger than love. In the end, it all came back to him, as always. She could see it now. And yes, it felt right.

Lost in her thoughts she did not see Mulder coming to her. He stopped at just a few inches from her face, looking at her intensely.

- "Can you repeat that?", he whispered with a smirk on his face.

- "Shut up, I already said I was sorry!"

Mulder laughed and kissed her. Lightly at first and then more passionately. He broke the embrace after a few minutes. She was still close in his arms and he had his mouth in her ear.

"I love you too, Scully", he whispered with a ragged voice. She could still hear the smirk as he kissed her again. She lightly hit him on the back of his head with her right hand, and deepened the kiss as they were finding their way back to the bedroom, entangled.