Title: Shh…Listen

Author: Angel

Email: JumperChick@aol.com

Subject: MSR, UST

Rating: NC-17

Spoilers: not really. Small Potatoes mentioned

Declaimer: Sorry Chris but I stole them again…they’ll be back unharmed and much happier. So anyway, Xfiles, characters, and all are property of Chris Carter, Fox network, and so on. No infringement intended. No money made. Just happier no longer sex deprived Mulder and Scully. And sorry to all the bands I stole music from. Think of it as free advertising.

Warnings: NC-17 another words SEX! Use of alcohol and naughty words and a little bar room violence.

Author notes: Ok this one is weird…. When I first wanted to write it I was just gonna throw the two in bed and let it go. But I love them too much to do that. I had to add some emotion. Please send me feedback…. I need it… I’m lonely. =*(



"I can do this…. I can…." Mulder was pacing his living room, telephone in hand. "No big deal. Just call and ask her. The worst that can happen is she will say no. I can deal with that. Rejection is my middle name." Mulder left his stomach knot even more, which he didn’t think was possible. "Ok just dial the damn phone Mulder!" He forced his finger on the talk button and continued to dial the number he knew by heart.



"Damn it." Scully quickly dried her hands with the dishtowel and ran to the phone on the third ring.

"Hello?" Scully was out of breath.

"Hey Scully. It’s me…are you ok?" Mulder noticed her gasping for breath and sounding very annoyed. *Not a good start. * He thought to himself.

"Oh hi Mulder. Yeah I was just in the other room… What’s going on?" He voice turned fearful of the idea that her Friday night of sitting in the bath and reading a book were going to be ruined by a case.

"Oh nothing. I was just…um…wondering what you were up to."

"Oh." Scully sounded surprised. It usually took until Saturday afternoon for Mulder to call because he was bored. "I was just doing some dishes. Nothing interesting…. What are you doing?

"Well I had an urge on my way home to pick up a bottle of wine." Mulder struggled to keep his voice together. "And you know wine is no fun to drink along. Wanna come over and have some?"

"Umm…" Scully didn’t have a clue what to say. She was beyond dumbfounded. * Maybe I will just play along… Wine with Mulder would be more exciting then a bath and book. * "Red or white?"

* What did she say? That wasn’t a ‘No leave me the hell alone it’s the weekend’ was it? *


"Hmm…. Ok I’ll be there." Scully smiled at the thought of sharing a bottle of wine with Mulder… The real Mulder.

"Yeah?" Mulder didn’t believe his ears.

"Sure I don’t have anything planed as pathetic as that is. I’m just going to change out of my sweat pants and I’ll be there in a little bit. Ok?"

"I’ll be waiting." Mulder said and hung up before he started to whoop out loud with joy.

Scully smiled as she hung up the phone. * This will be nice. A little wine, A little conversation. * Scully threw the dishrag in the general direction of the sink and basically ran into the bathroom. She washed her face and looked in the mirror.

"Oh yeah you look great." She said to her reflection. Her hair was pressed to one side from the nap on the couch after work. She didn’t have time for a shower so she grabbed a claw like hair clip. Twisting her hair up onto the back of her head she clipped it there, leaving the ends to curl gently down over the clip. She gently pulled a few strands around her face and the bottom of her hairline. They fell naturally and it looked very sleek. * What’s all the fuss about Dana? It’s only Mulder. He has seen you at your worse. * She shook her head of any second thoughts and just went with her mood. Which one Friday-night- gotta-look-at-least-slightly-sexy. Quickly she applied a little makeup. Darker then usual eye shadow, slightly more mascara, and a dark almost shimmery lip color. She looked at her blush container. "No way you are already way too flushed." She said to herself as she moved into her bedroom.

She opened her closet door and starred forward with the sudden urge to run to the mall and buy something other then a suit. Sighing she pulled off her sweat pants, sweat shirt, and even her cotton panties and bra. She pulled open her dresser draw and starred at the selection of undergarments. Most simple and practical as to not show under her work clothes. She pulled out an almost sheer black bra and panty set and put them on. Going back to the closet she pulled out a pair of jeans. After putting them on she regarded herself in the full-length mirror. They were relaxed and worn, but they fit snuggly at her thighs and hips making them casual but still interesting. She then starred at her top collection. Mostly plain shells and blouses for work. Searching through she pulled out a long forgotten black v-neck sweater. Once on she looked back in the mirror.

"Whoa! When did this neckline get so low?!" She straightened is slightly. Turning to the side she noticed how is fitting in a relaxed way. "Ok this says causal yet sexy, right?" She asked herself. "Mulder does not need sexy…. This is just causal." * My God I am scolding myself! * She thought shaking her head she left the room grabbing her keys and headed to Mulder’s.


Mulder starred at the phone in his hand for a few minutes. * Did that really just happen? Is Dana Scully actually coming over here to drink wine with me? *

"That was the point of buying you idiot." He yelled at himself as he went into his bathroom. Pulling off his sweatshirt he doused himself with water then pulled out his shaving cream and razor. * You are shaving for Scully, you realize that right? * He forced his thoughts away and tried to concentrate of the task at hand. Once clean- he ran his hands through his hair. It was slightly rumpled but not messy.

Walking into his room he pulled off his old jeans with a whole on the back packet. * Scully does not need to see my boxers. * Thought, considering they were bright blue with paper airplanes flying all over them. He pulled out a pair of dark jeans then a gray T-shirt. He dug through his closet until he found his dark green v-neck sweater. He took a deep cleansing breath and shoved his dirty clothes into the hamper then went to get the wine ready of Scully.


Scully stood outside of Mulder’s apartment starring at the "42" like it held the answers to life. After a moment she reached up and knocked very lightly on it. She could barely hear it but Mulder definitely had some music on.

"Hey." Mulder opened the door with a smile. He moved to the side so she could walk in. He was barely able to keep his mouth from dropping open. Scully looked gorgeous. * I have never in my life seen so much of Scully’s neck before…or her breasts! * She had a wide eyed college girl look about her that was going to drive him crazy all night.

‘Hi." Scully said softy as she walked past him. * Oh God…. This is going to be a long night. * She felt her whole body rush with heat. Mulder looked good no matter what he was wearing but tonight he looked like nothing less then some modern magazine model.

"Wine." Mulder said simply handing her a glass of the dark liquid. She smiled in response. She took a sip and listened to the music that was playing in from the bedroom. It wasn’t quite rock, and not anything she has ever caught him listening to, but something about it seemed very Mulder.

(Bush "Swim")

I wanna be just like you

I wanna feel right through you

I wanna see just with you

I wanna live

I wanna die you

Mulder gently pulled Scully into his arms. Placing one loosely around her waist, wineglass in the other. "Dance with me." He looked into her eyes.

"Mulder you can’t dance to this." She didn’t move out of his grasp she just slipped her glass into her other hand so they both had their glasses on the same side. She slung an arm around his neck lightly.

"Shh…listen. Listen to the words Scully. That’s why I love this kind of music, the words and the tones are completely different. Makes you think." He said as he pulled her a little closer to him. Without losing her eyes he took a slip from his glass and she did the same.

I wanna fit inside you

I wanna room inside you

If money talks I wanna buy you

I wanna die you

I wanna die you

I wanna live you

I’m not scared of you

Gave up on drugs

If I make it through

The jaws of love

Jaws of love

You give

The song ended but they stayed close together, drinking their wine in silence.

Scully wanted more to anything to ask Mulder what brought this mood on but she didn’t want to ruin their usual comfortable silence.

Mulder suddenly cleared his throat. * When did it get so hot in here?! * Both their glasses were empty all ready. He turned Scully around. Without letting her out of his grasp he poured them both another glass.

"Thanks." She said softy. She took as small step forward. They still weren’t touching but it couldn’t get much closer then this.

Mulder smiled in response and another song clicked on. This one obviously didn’t hold Mulder’s attention as the last. He pulled back from her slightly so he could look into her eyes.

"Hey Scully you want to get out of here?" He had a strange look in his eyes.

"I just got here." She said mockingly.

"Lets go. There’s a bar a few streets over. We can go there for a little while."

Scully shrugged lightly. "Whatever you want to do Mulder."

He pulled away from her and threw back the half glass of wine in one gulp. "We can play pool."

"No way. I haven’t in years, you’ll kick my butt."

"I haven’t played in at least ten either." He said moving into the bedroom to turn off the CD player.

Scully called into him as she took a few big swigs of her wine to finish the glass off. "Ok but if you beat me you cant make fun of me."

"Deal. And the same goes for if you beat me." Mulder said as he returned.

"Oh well that’s no fun." Scully smiled slyly at him.

Mulder just chuckled, putting his hand on the small of her back and leading her out the door.

Once at the elevator Scully asked; "So Mulder do you go to this bar often?" She tried to smile away her concerns. She didn’t always know what Mulder did in his spear time and hated to think he spent it drinking away his troubles.

"No. I’ve been walking by it for the last month but never had a reason to go in."

Scully nodded. "I’m going to regret that." She mumbled to herself.

"Regret what?" Mulder asked as they walked into the elevator.

"Oh… the two glasses of wine is such a short time."

Mulder chuckled. "Light weight."

"I can handle my liquor just fine, just not a lot of it."

That earned a true Mulder laugh.

They walked in conformable silence out of the building and started down the street.

"So why have you been walking by this place so often and not gone in?" Scully asked softly.

Mulder looked ahead in deep thought. "Well we both know I don’t sleep well. So I’ve started walking in the middle of the night. You know… to think. It helps I guess. I take time to think about what’s on my mind then go home and sleep for a while."

"What do you think about?" Scully glanced at his profile. He wasn’t really comfortable with this conversation she could tell by how tense his jaw was.

"I don’t know… anything and everything I guess."

Scully nodded in response, that was as good of an answer as she was going to get and she knew it.

"Here we are." Mulder said as he guided her through the door as he opened it. "Go get the table over there and I’ll go get us a couple on beers." He pointed the only empty pool table in a far corner and walked off to the bar. Scully looked around as she walked over to the pool table. It was a fairly large place. New looking. A couple pool tables and dart boards on the walls and a lot of small round tables. It wasn’t very crowded for a Friday night but it was definitely a popular place. The music was lively but calm.

"Hey Sweetheart. Can I buy you a drink?"

Scully turned around to find a man standing behind her. He was young and dressed all in black. He was handsome but not her type. * Is Mulder your type? Is that what you are thinking? * She asked herself. She was shaken from her thoughts when she noticed he was blatantly looking her up and down. Scully leaned against the pool table to signify that she was using it.

"No thanks I’m waiting for a friend." She said kindly but firmly.

"Well if it’s a just a friend you are waiting for then I should buy you a drink." He leered at her.

Scully almost jumped when an arm came around from behind her, handing her an open bottle of beer but she recognized Mulder’s clean manly sent immediately. She looked up to the side to see him. He didn’t look at her but looked straight into the eyes of the man talking to her. He didn’t say anything just raised his eyebrows at the man. He turned reluctantly and walked away from them.

"Easy boy." Scully said smiling at his protectiveness of her.

He looked at her smiling as he took a swig of beer. "I was good. I didn’t say anything."

"Yeah but if looks could kill Mulder." She laughed and put and hand on his upper arm and squeezed to tell him it was ok.

"Come on I’ll make it up to you by letting you kick my ass at the first game.’ He gestured towards the pool table.

"Let me?" She raised her eyebrows at him.

"Yeah." He laughed and started to rack the balls up.

Scully dropped that conversation just in case he did kick her ass. "I don’t remember any of the rules."

"Me either. We’ll make them up as we go along." He handed her stick. "Break ‘em baby." He said lightly grinning at her.

Scully just shook her head and they started to play.

They played for a while only exchanging looks when the other did well.

"Don’t say anything! I told you I was going to let you win." Mulder said trying to keep a straight face.

"Oh yeah Mulder. Everyone curses under their breath when the person they are letting win does well." She took his empty bottle from the edge of the table. "Rack them up again and I’ll get some more to drink."

Scully came back a minute later to Mulder leaning against the pool table in deep thought. She handed him his beer.


"Shh… Scully listen to this song." He was practically whispering.

(Nine Inch Nails "The perfect drug")

I got my head but my head is unraveling

Can’t keep control can't keep track of where it's traveling

I got my heart but my heart's no good

And you're the only one that's understood

I come along but I don't know where you're taking me

I shouldn't go but you're wrenching dragging shaking me

Turn off the sun pull the stars from the sky

The more I give to you the more I die

And I want you

And I want you

And I want you

You are the perfect drug

The perfect drug

The perfect drug

You are the perfect drug

The perfect drug

The perfect drug

You make me hard when I’m all soft inside

I see the truth when I’m all stupid-eyed

The arrow goes straight through my heart

Without you everything just falls apart

My blood wants to say hello to you

My fears want to get inside of you

My soul is so afraid to realize

How very little good is left of me

Without you

Without you everything falls apart

Without you

It’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces

Without you

Without you everything falls apart

Without you

It’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces

The song went on into a chorus when Mulder finally tuned back into his surroundings.

"Huh… I’ve never heard that song before…." He shook his head and looked at the pool table.

Scully smiled lightly. * Wow… Don’t tell me he was reading into that song the same way that I was…. * "Um…. Loser breaks." She gestured towards the table.

"Thanks I think." Mulder said giving Scully an amused look.

Three beers and two games later Mulder asked. "One more beer one more game?"

Scully sighed. "Mulder I’m already drunk and now I’m losing at pool."

"Yeah I’m feeling a little wasted myself…. But I’m winning, so one more ok?" He laughed and smiled at her.

"Ok but if you have to drag me out of here its your fault."

Mulder chuckled. "Fine with me. I’ll be right back set up for another game." He placed a hand on her back and slid it down as he walked away, pulled away just as it reached the curve of her butt.

* Easy girl. * She thought as she reached across the pool table for a few balls that rolled away from her. Cursing her height she leaned even farther. She jumped quickly when she felt someone lean their body over hers. * That is NOT Mulder. * She tried to push away from the table but was pinned.

"Need some help Baby?" The man from easier asked it her ear.

"No I don’t. Let me go now." Scully used her best FBI voice but the man didn’t budge.

"I’m just trying to be helpful." He said sliding his hands down her sides touching the edge of her breasts and ending at her hips.

Scully snapped. "Get off of me!" She quickly jabbed her elbow into his ribs as hard as her drunken state would let her. He staggered back quickly almost falling on the floor. Scully turned around wishing she had her gun just because it would have made her feel better.

"You little bitch!" He lurched forward and slapped Scully across the face. Her dulled mind barely had time to register anything but the pain. But she clearly saw Mulder punch the man in the jaw with a sickening crack then grabbed the man’s shirt and shoved him into the wall hard. By now people started to notice what was going on and someone yelled to get the bartender to break up the fight.

"You asshole! You’ve got a real problem, don’t you?!" Mulder screamed in his face and shoved him into the wall again causes his head to thud against it hard.

Scully’s mind finally kicked. She could tell Mulder was quickly loosing his common sense over this. The man he was holding had enough of his own to not try and fit back. Not that he could have. Mulder’s FBI training had the man pinned with no hope of successfully getting himself free.

"Mulder stop." She said as steadily as she could placing a hand on his arm. "Mulder please."

He looked over at her. The only thing she saw in his eyes were rage. He slowly looked back at the man he was holding. He was completely terrified. "You aren’t worth it." Mulder said and shoved the guy one more time then let him go. Just as the bartender came over yelling for everyone to get out.

"Come on Mulder lets go." Scully spoke softly to him.

He nodded and guided her out of the bar and into the street. They walked in a thoughtful silence all the way to his building. He held the door open for her and smiled as she walked through. Once in his apartment Mulder led her to the kitchen.

"I want to put some ice on that." He said simply.

"Whatever you say doctor." She said mockingly.

Mulder smiled and guided to stand by the refrigerator. He pulled out a tray of ice and a clean towel, which he filled. He created a little packet of ice for her. He stopped to think for a minute. "Up." He commanded gently as he took hold of her waist picking her up with ease. Sitting on the counter she was face level with him. He turned on an overhead light and carefully turned her head to the side so he could look at her cheek. "Bastard left a hand print." He said under his breath.

Scully didn’t say anything as he turned her face around and placed the ice on holding it steady with his hand. She reached out and touched his cheek and he took a step forward so he was standing between her knees barely touching her.

"Does it hurt?" He whispered to her. He was starring into her eyes with concern

"Mulder I am so drunk I can barely feel anything. It has been a long time since I have had that much to drink. I didn’t even see it coming when he slapped me." She admitted with a light smile.

Mulder nodded and took her hand that was resting on her thigh to hold the ice. Once she had it he stepped away from her and went to making another ice pack.

"Mulder did you hurt your hand?" She suddenly remembered the crack his fist made on the man’s face.

"Its ok." He answered without looking up from the ice.

"Let me see it. You could have broken a bone." She put her ice down and gently took his hand.

"Nothing’s broken Dr. Scully… Maybe the guy’s jaw but if that’s the worse that he gets he is lucky."

Scully looked up at him with one of her looks that said ‘Let it go.’ She gently turned his hand over in hers. Looking carefully at the slightly swollen knuckles she ran her fingers over the back of each finger to see if he pulled away from pain.

"It looks ok."

"I told you… Put your ice back on." He placed his ice on his hand and she did that same to her face.

"Hey Mulder… I know I shouldn’t encourage violent behavior. But thanks for doing that. You didn’t need to… But thanks."

He looked up at her and smiled "I know I didn’t need to Scully. You can take care of yourself. But I’m glad I did do it."

"Well this has turned out to an interesting night. Who would have thought we would end up sitting in your kitchen hold ice to various battle wounds."

Mulder laughed at that. They held their ice quietly for some time until Mulder said anything. "Come on lets go listen to some music. You aren’t going home until you sober up." He placed his ice in the sink and motioned with his head to follow but she didn’t move.

"Sorry Mulder. My drunken body has melted into your countertop."

Still laughing he turned his back to her and grabbed her knees. With a little jump he pulled onto his back.

"Mulder!" Scully was laughing harder then she could ever remember. "You are drunk don’t you dare drop me!"

"I would never drop you Scully." He said seriously as he walked them into the bedroom.

Scully wrapped her arms around his neck, legs around his waist and threw the ice pack into the sink with Mulder’s. * You are drunk Dana, let is work for you. * She thought as she buried her face in Mulder’s neck breathing in his sent she knew so well.

Once in the bedroom he turned and nothing less then drop her onto the bed. Where she went sprawling on her back.


Mulder laughed at her as he walked over to his stereo and started to put CDs in the player. Then he came and sat at the end on the bed leaning on a post at the foot board.



"Can you take off my boots for me? There’s a zipper on the inside." She said wiggling her feet around on the bed.

"Gosh Scully when you are drunk you are needy." He said jokingly. Then moved to take her boots off.

"So what do you want to do now?" Scully asked turning her head to look at him sitting back against the bedpost again.

He shrugged.

"Got any cards?"

"Yeah I’ll get ‘em." He stood from the bed and Scully laughed when he wobbled a little on drunken legs.

"Hey look who’s the one that couldn’t even walk in here." He glanced at her and he made his way to the desk draw for the cards.

"You didn’t give me the chance!"

"Yeah I knew you wouldn’t be able to do it so I saved you the embarrassment."

"Oh gee thanks Mulder. I owe you one." She sat up Indian style and he did the same across from her on the bed.

"I’ll add it to the account." Before she could respond he started to shuffle the cards and asked her "Gin rummy? Go Fish? Old Maid?"

"You don’t play Old Maid with a regular deck Mulder."

He just looked at her amused.

"How about poker?" she asked biting her lower lip trying to hide her smile.

"Ok what are we playing for."

"Strip poker." She corrected.

Mulder’s eyebrows looked like they were about to shoot of his face. "Dana Scully I wasn’t aware you played strip poker."

"I do now." Her voice was as seductive as her drunken slur would allow.

"Well alright then…. I’m glad I didn’t take my shoes off; I suck at poker."

"Oh damn! Can I put mine back on?" She put her lower lip out trying to copy his puppy dog look that always worked on her.

"No way! And don’t look at me like that." He mimicked her expression.

"Fine but if I lose we know why."

"Ok. Believe whatever you want to." He started to deal.

"Before you get too excited Mulder we are only stripping to the necessities." She informed.

"Darn." He said slyly smiling at her.

A few minutes later Scully said. "Ha Ha!" She grinned as she showed her three of a kind to Mulder’s nothing.

Mulder just smiled back as she reshuffled and tossed one of his shoes over his shoulder.

"I’d just like to state that fact that this game is very unfair." She said as she dealt out the cards. "You have on like way more cloths then I do."

"Like way more? Damn Scully you should drink more often, its really funny. I never thought I would her you say like way more."

She looked not amused at all as she picked up her cards.

A while later they were about to show their cards. Scully was still in her jeans and sweater, no socks. While Mulder was just in his jeans.

"Oh crap." Scully said, she had lost. She looked at herself. "Jeans or sweater?"

"Why are you asking me?!" Mulder looked shocked

" I was talking to myself thank you very much." She pulled off her sweater. * Damn good thing I changed my bra. That old cotton one would have been really embarrassing. *

* My god…. Dana Scully is sitting on my bed in a bra and jeans. I have died and gone to heaven. * Mulder thought trying to keep his mind busy as he dealt the cards.

A few minutes later Mulder looked up at her. "Ok Scully moment of truth." He waggled his eyebrows at her.

She just rolled her eyes and showed her pair of sixes.

"Oh sorry Scully." He said not even slightly serious and showed his pair of twos and pair of jacks.

"Damn it!" She stood and pulled off her jeans then sat back down defeated. "Don’t you dare look so proud of yourself! You would have lost hours ago if I you didn’t have more clothes on then me!"

"True but I don’t think that will hold up in a court of law."

Scully shot him a look but he just smiled it off.

She was about to say something to him but he held up his hand.

"Shh… Listen to this song Scully."

She smiled at him and listened carefully to the words.

(Everclear "Summerland")

Let’s just drive your car

We could drive all day

Let’s just get the hell away from here

For I am sick again-

Just plain sick to death

Of the sound of my voice

We could leave behind-

Another wasted year

Just get some cheap red wine

And just go flying

We could do the things

All the things you wanted to

No one cares about us anyway

The song kept going but Mulder interrupted. "Don’t you think it is amazing that no matter what song you hear…if you listen the right way it will relate to you." He looked over at her.

"I think people hear what they want to hear in songs Mulder."

He suddenly lightened up. "You know Scully if I knew that getting you drunk would mean that I would get to play strip poker with you I would have done it a long time ago." He smiled smugly at her.

Scully laughed at him. "I don’t know what to say to that Mulder."

The music stopped and Mulder got up to put some more CDs in the player. Scully watched him walk away. * Why do I feel so at ease sitting on Mulder’s bed in my underwear? This is a little too weird. * She stood up and walked over to him. He didn’t notice when she stood behind him until she touched his shoulder. He jumped a little and turned to her.

"Dance with me Mulder." She wrapped her arms around his neck as the music started again. Mulder immediately put one arm around her waist and the other under her arm with his hand resting at the base of her neck. They swayed together lightly. Barely moving. More like standing and holding each other.

Scully moved closer so their bodies were touching. Her bare stomach against his. Her bare legs against his rough jeans. She nestled her head in his neck and he put his lips to her temple. They stood like that for while listening to the music in silence.

"I love this song." Scully whispered when she heard the familiar beginning.

"I know you do. That’s why I bought this CD. It grew on me."

"Shh… Mulder listen to the music." She felt his body vibrate as he chuckled at hearing his own words.

(Tracy Chapman "Baby can I hold you")


Is all that you can’t say

Years gone by and still

Words don’t come easy

Like sorry like sorry

Forgive me

Is all that you can’t say

Years gone by and still

Words don’t come easy

Like forgive me forgive me

But you can say baby

Baby can I hold you tonight

Maybe if I told you the right words

At all the right times you’d be mine

I love you

Is all you can’t say

Years gone by and still

Words don’t come easy

Like I love you I love you

But you can say baby

Baby can I hold you tonight

Maybe if I told you the right words

At all the right times you’d be mine

You’d be mine

You’d be mine

Scully felt her heart beat increase. She started to run her hand around his chest. Down his front to his stomach. She could feel his muscles tighten at the light touch. She ran her hand around the back of his waist. She watched her hand as it moved back up his body. She swallowed hard when she felt his hand slid down her bare back. It can to rest lightly on her back end. His thumb in the edge of her panties, pulling them down slightly with its weight. He reached up with his other hand and removed the clip in her hair. Setting the clip on top of his stereo he ran his hand through her hair wavy from being wrapped in the clip for so long. She began to thread her fingers through the soft hair at the back of his neck while her eyes stayed on her roaming hand. She leaned forward and placed her lips against his heart feeling the strong rapid beating beneath her lips. He moved his head down and kissed her ear lightly. She could feel his slight erection against her hip and she moved into it. She felt his body tense for a moment, then he shifted his weight so that one of his thighs was between her legs. Scully pressed her weight into it.

Scully took a deep breath trying to calm herself. "Mulder?"

"Mmm?" He mumbled against her ear.

"Mulder I’m not drunk anymore... I haven’t been for a long time."

She felt him swallow hard. "Me either." He whispered. "Scully if something happens I’m not going to be able to just go back to how everything was before tonight."

Scully tried to control her emotions. The only way she could was by keeping her voice barley above a whisper. "I don’t want to go back Mulder."

"Then we wont." He moved his face to hers and for the first time in a while she looked into his eyes. He leaned down to her pressing his lips against hers. She wound her hands around his head holding him to her. He pulled her butt harder against him with his hand. She felt her body rush with heat as the kiss turn passionate. His tongue pressed against hers. She moved her tongue into his mouth tasting something that was nothing other then Mulder. He gently pulled his lips from hers and moved down her jaw to her ear where he suckled gently. She could feel his full erection as she moved. His lips moved down her neck to her collarbone. He reached behind her and pulled the bra open. He let it rest against her body for a moment before he slide it down her arms and off her body. Her hands went into his hair and she sighed his name as his lip moved down to one breast. He was being as gentle as possible. Treating her like a piece of glass that would shatter at any moment if he touched slightly wrong. He took her breast in his mouth and gently worked her nipple with his lips and tongue. He held her other breast in one hand running his thumb over her nipple. He stood upright and brought his lips back to hers again. He slowly backed her up against the wall. Leaning her weight into it and started to kiss his way down her body.

Realizing were he was going her let out a gasp. "Oh God…" She breathed out.

Kissing the soft swell of her stomach he placed his hands on her hips, inside her panties. He slowly slid them down her legs. His touch igniting flames everywhere his hands where. He gently lifted one foot at a time to take off the panties. He kneeled before her and pulled one leg over his shoulder. She leaned all her weight into the wall as he lifted her other leg so she was sitting on his shoulders. He buried his nose in the hair between her legs inhaling her deep sent. He placed his hands on her waist to support her. She reached down and laid her hands over his. Gently with his tongue he separated her lower lips exposing her swollen sex. He took the swollen folds between his lips and likely sucked them. Running his tongue across her opening so he could taste her sweet dark flavor. She was breathing heavy. Each touch of his tongue was like heaven. She knew it wasn’t going to take long got her to come. He moved his lips to the swollen ball of nerves. She grasped loudly when he took it between his lips and pressed and sucked. She could already feel her body tensing for release as he continued to torture her bud. Her hands shot down to his head to hold his hair for dear life. She started to gently push her hips forward with his tempo.

"Mulder…" She breathed out as her climax over took her. She came hard and long. Mulder rode her body out gently. Still being as careful as possible.

Scully could barley feel anything as her inner muscles relaxed. She just slumped against the wall trusting Mulder not to drop her.

Mulder slowly stood up not letting her body down for even a moment. He scooped her up gently in his arms. He moved the sheets of his bed with a foot and he laid her down gently. Without a word he moved down next to her. She finally opened her eyes as he pushed her damp hair away from her face.

Scully reached for him pulling his lips to hers. Tasting herself on his lips quickly brought on another wave of heat to her lower body. She slid her hands down to his jeans and started at the buttons of his fly. He moved into the valley of her legs as she unbuttoned. She reached up with her feet and pushed his boxers and jeans down to his knees where he kicked them off. He let out a light laugh into her mouth at her tactics for undressing him. She smiled against his lips as she wrapped her legs around his waist pulling him closer to her. He guided himself into her body, slowly. Then stopped once all the way in.

Pulling away from her lips he looked into her eyes. He wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words so he just kept her eyes pinned with his as he began to move inside of her. Slowly and gently at first. Scully urged him on by matching his thrusts. Their breathing increased and both fought the urge to close their eyes. Mulder slipped an arm under her back pulling her upper body closer, pressing her breasts to his chest. When they came it was together. Breathing out each other’s names.

They lay, still together for quite sometime. Forehead to forehead. Breathing each other’s breath. Both had their eyes closed and hands running through the other’s hair.

Mulder slowly pulled out of her, then moved his body off of hers and lay on his side. He pulled Scully up against him. They opened their eyes and just looked at each other for a few minutes. Mulder leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers and then lay his head down. They closed their eyes. Music was still playing as they drifted off to contented sleep in each other’s arms.


Scully awoke to the sound of rain. She was lying on her stomach in Mulder’s T-shirt from the night before; she could feel he had his bowers on. Her upper body was on his and he was running his nose across the inside of her arms.

She smiled without lifting her head.

Mulder felt her move. "Good morning Sleeping Beauty."

Still with out moving. "Does that make you Prince Charming?"

"I’d like to think that." He was still rubbing his nose across her arm.

"Mulder what are you doing?" She wiggled her arm slightly in his grasp so he knew what she was talking about.

"Smelling you." He answered her like she had just asked the stupidest question.

She pulled her arm from his grasp and leaned up on her elbows on his chest. Leaning over she quickly gave him a soft kiss. "Smelling me?"

"Yeah." He smiled smugly. "You smell like sex."

"I need a shower." She commented suddenly feeling the sweat and stickiness from the following night.

"I like it, you smell good." He leaned forward and buried his face in her hair.

Scully ignored him. "I’m gonna take a shower ok? Can I borrow a clean shirt?" She slowly pulled from him and off the bed.

"Yeah go a head. I’ll make some coffee in a minute."

Scully walked over to his dresser and picked out a long sleeved dark gray cotton shirt. "What time is it?" She asked as she picked her panties, bra and jeans from the floor.

"10:30. Did you have anything planed today?"

"Not really. I’ll be out in a little bit. PLEASE have coffee ready." She smiled at him as she walked into his bathroom.

She felt one hundred percent better when she walked under the hot spray. She just stood motionless for a few minutes before shampooing her hair. She felt a rush of cold air as Mulder opened the bathroom door. A moment later he stepped into the shower and pulled her back against him, kissing her neck.

"I thought you were going to make me coffee?" she asked ignoring the fact he was in the shower with her.

"I started it. It can do the rest itself. I thought you might need some help washing your back."

She turned around to she him looking very proud of himself. "Thanks but you’re too late."

He pouted his lower lip out at her.

"Hey Mulder, I want to do something for you but I want you to let me finish."

He looked confused until she stepped forward and nudged his erection with her hip.

"Whatever you want my lady."

She smiled happily then slid down to her knees on the shower floor. Mulder moved his hands on either side of the corner of the shower to hold him up.

Scully ran her hands along his length of a few minutes then slowly took him into her mouth. She could barely hear him moan over the shower. She worked him in her mouth for a few minutes until he started to involuntarily thrust into her. She could feel his body tensing for release. Coaxing her throat to relax she took him in as far as she could. Fighting her gag reflex when she felt him hit the back of her throat. She heard him uttering a curse and she started to work him in and out of her throat. His body tensed even more and he finally released into her mouth.

Scully slowly stood up. Mulder just stood there looking like a bomb had gone off in front of him. She laughed softy and moved to kiss his neck as she heard a knocking at his door.

"Damn it. I’ll go get that." She said jumping out of the shower and reaching for a towel. "Try and…. pull yourself together." She called in. She pulled on her shirt and jeans, no time for underwear. The banging continued for the third time.

Clutching a towel to her hair she ran to the door and looked through the peep whole. "Oh shit." She murmured. On the other side of the door the Lone Gunman stood banging away, a folder in Langly’s hands. Scully took a deep breath and opened the door with her best casual smile on. "Hi guys. Come on in." She moved to the side and they all filed in. Every single one had his mouth hanging open in complete shock. She was suddenly very aware she didn’t have any underwear on and her cloths were sticky to her still damn body.

Breyers tried to form some words but they got lost in the travel from his voice box to his mouth.

"Mulder is in the shower he should be out any minute." Just then Scully heard the shower shut off. "Oh! He’ll be right out." * I hope. *

A second later Mulder walked out. Scully’s knees went week. He had just pulled on his jeans; they were only half way buttoned up. She torn her eyes away from his crotch and up to his eyes. He still looked shell-shocked.

"Oh… Hey guys. What are you doing here?"

No one answered. They just looked at Mulder then Scully then back to Mulder with their jaws hanging open.

"Um…. Coffee?" Scully asked turning to Mulder.

"Yeah thanks."

Scully nodded and quickly walked to the kitchen.

"Mulder!" Langly finally choked out.

"Yeah?" Mulder just starred at them.

"You aren’t ever gonna tell up this isn’t what it looks like?" Frohike asked.

"Ok. This isn’t what it looks like."

"But it IS what it looks like isn’t it?" Byers looked like he had just seen his mother naked.

"Yeah it is." Mulder said simply. "So what are you guys here about?"

<Scully walked back into the room and handed Mulder a mug. She sat on the coach and Mulder sat on the armrest next to her. * I really really wish he would button his fly all the way up. * Scully was trying to stare at the Gunman and not his fly that was hanging open, barely covering what it should.

"Um…. We have a case we think you might want to look at Mulder." Langly said handed Mulder the folder.

"Oh thanks." Mulder took the file and tossed it onto the coffee table. "I’ll look at it Monday. I’m not working this weekend. So I’ll give you guys a call after I look at it ok?" He stood and herded them out the front door. They all still had their mouths hanging open when he shut the door behind them.

Mulder slowly turned around to see Scully with her face buried in her hands. She looked up at him. They just stared at each other for a minute. Then burst out into hysterics.

"I think we broke Frohike’s heart!" Scully forced out through laughter.

"He’ll get over that." Mulder said sitting next to her.

They laughter slowly died to smiles. Mulder put his arm around Scully and pulled her to his chest and kissed her forehead.

"I wonder who won the bet." Mulder said.

"What bet?"

"The guys had a little bet going on for when the two of us where actually going to get together."

"And you knew about this?" Scully glared at him.

He held his hands up in defense. "I know nothing more then they had one going."

Scully laughed. "So why were we the last to figures out that we should be together?"

"I think we always knew… Just didn’t know how to go about it."

Scully nodded and laid her head back down on his chest.

"Who knew it would all start with a bottle of wine and a little music?" She asked softly.

"If I knew that I would have called you a long time ago." He leaned down and kissed her lightly.


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