Title: Nova

Author: Angel

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Classification: MSR, Colonization fic.

Rating: NC-17 (for some parts-very mild but to be safe!) Others are probably PG-13 or so.

Summery: The inevitable happens. Mulder has planned ahead and now does everything in his power to keep Scully safe. You MUST read all parts to understand! Available at Ephemeral and my home page.

Disclaimer: You know the drill. Characters are property of Fox, 1013, ect. No money is being made. No infringement is intended. Don’t sue me; I don’t have much, just a computer and a horse, not even a good car, believe me!

Homepage: (to find missing parts and sooner or later the completed version, also posted at Ephemeral)

A HUGE thanks to Evie my beta reader! Nova would never be doing this well, or going as fast, without her help! Thank you thank you thank you thank you!

"Baby don’t look up, the sky is falling." Tori Amos

(9/?)

Day 69 (continued)

Scully woke with a start from a dip in the bed. Her eyes flew open and did not meet the X above the bed, but Mulder’s face.

"Oh thank God." Scully sat up and wrapped her arms around the surprised Mulder’s neck.

He kissed her neck softly. "Sorry I’m late, I lost track of time. I got to walking around. It’s really pretty out around here Scully, I’ll have to show you some spots I found-What?" He asked worriedly after she pulled away from him and shot daggers out of her eyes.

"You scared the shit out of me Mulder!" She wiggled out from between him and the wall to stand, hands on her hips, lips pressed tightly, a angry flush in her cheeks, still glaring at him.

Mulder opened his mouth to say something but didn’t know what to say for a moment. "I’m… I’m sorry, Scully. I don’t exactly have a way to keep track of time out there. And once I realized it was getting late I had an hour and half’s walk back."

"I don’t want to hear your excuses Mulder!"

He held up a hand. "Ok, just relax Scully."

"Relax?! Oh sure, no problem. I’ve just been laying here for the past few hours worried to death that something happened to you and I wouldn’t be able to find you!" Scully had two choices in situations like this; either start to cry, or be madder the hell. She almost always chose the latter.

Mulder clenched his jaw trying to keep the words from coming out of his mouth, but they did anyway. "So you usually sleep when you are worried about my well being? That’s good to know." His voice was bitter and hurt. Hurtful.

Scully jaw dropped open. "Mulder…" Scully stopped and pressed the heels of her hands into her eyes, trying to keep the angry, yet relieved, tears from falling.

Mulder shook his head. "This is useless. I’ll be back later." Mulder stood and walked towards the door, but Scully blocked his way with her small body.

"No way. You aren’t walking out until we are finished."

"Scully! This is pointless. Whenever I do something that scares you -even when I had no way to stop it- like this time, you get pissed off. There’s nothing else for me to tell you!" He leaned in close to her, speaking slowly and firmly. "I lost track of time and location. I am sorry I worried you. I didn’t do it on purpose." He stood upright again. "Now if you insist on still being mad at me I would like to go somewhere else."

Scully refused to give in this time. Call it pride, call it stubbornness, call it whatever you like, she just wasn’t going to let him off the hook. Crossing her arms she leaned back against the doorway. If Mulder wanted to leave he was going to have to move her first, and she was planning on making that very difficult if he tried.

"Oh I don’t believe this!" Mulder turned around and took a deep breath, running his hands through his hair before turning around again. He spoke softly, trying to let the level of tension in the small room ease up at least a little. "What do you want me to say Scully? What can I do to make you feel better about all this? I’ve said I am sorry, and I mean it. I really am. I don’t like to worry you, I really don’t."

"Say you won’t let it happen again." Scully ordered.

Mulder’s eyes closed, this was just getting worse and worse. "Scully, sweetheart, I love you." He took a step toward her, pinning her against the door with his height. "I really do. I respect you and I don’t want to hurt you ever." His next words were careful, he knew he was on thin ice. "But you aren’t thinking this one through." He quickly held up his hand when she tried to speak. "There is no way for me to promise something like this won’t happen again. I can’t promise something I don’t have control over."

"Mulder you have control over when you come home." She said bitterly. He was trying to sweet talk her and it wouldn’t work.

"Not when I don’t have a way to keep track of time. Some places are very heavily treed, I can’t see the sun. And even that isn’t very helpful. I refuse to promise something that I might not be able to keep. I won’t do that to you."

Scully bit the inside of her cheek. She had overreacted. She knew that. But she couldn’t help it, and she wasn’t sorry in the least. She was tired of this. Seven years of being scared shitless that she might not see Mulder again would do that to a person. She let her eyes fall from his and looked at her feet, her arms loosening the tight determined pose. "You scared me." She repeated because she had nothing else to say. She couldn’t stop the few tears of pain that rolled down her cheeks.

Mulder stepped forward even more. Taking her arms in his hands he loosed the cross completely. "I know." Tilting her head up with one hand on her chin he kissed the tears away from her cheeks. "I’m sorry. I am so sorry, Scully."

She sniffled and nodded, unable to meet his eyes.

"Come here." He said softly pulling her into his arms.

She buried her face in his neck and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

"I don’t want you to be mad at me. You’re all I’ve got." He whispered in her ear. "You’re all I want and you’re all I need." He squeezed her against him. "You’re my everything."

"I know." She whispered back. "You’re mine too." She kissed his neck where the skin became hot and moist from her breath.

They stayed like that for a long time, lips pressed against each other’s necks, exchanging feather light kisses of apology and forgiveness. Mulder finally pulled his head away from her slightly and kissed her lips. She opened her mouth to his gentle request of his tongue against her lower lip. His kiss was gentle and controlled. Scully slipped her hands from his upper arms to into his hair. She wove her fingers into the soft stands and pulled him closer to her. With her back still against the door Scully had some leverage over his height. Arching her back away from the wood her was able to push Mulder back. She kept walking, forcing him to either stop kissing her or move with her. When the back of his knees hit the end of the bed he sat down, bring Scully with him.

Straddling his lap she tugged his shirt from his pants, breaking off the kiss only long enough to pull both his and hers off. Mulder danced his fingers over the newly exposed skin of Scully’s back, tickling lightly. Wiggling in his lap slightly Scully smiled against his lips as he continued to tease her flesh.

"That tickles." She informed in a soft voice as she moved to kiss his jaw.

"I know." Mulder answered and ran his fingers over her skin again, this time on her sensitive sides.

Scully bit his neck in rebuttal.

"Hey!" He said laughing. "Play nice."

Smiling again, Scully kissed him thoroughly as she pushed him onto his back. They carefully worked the buttons of each other’s pants open. As Mulder kicked his jeans off he pulled himself and Scully further up on the bed so his legs weren’t hanging off the end.

Scully kissed around his face, his eyes, his nose, spending great time on his ears before moving further down his neck. Working her tongue in circles she traveled the length of his collarbone. Scully paused suddenly. Mulder turned his head and opened his eyes to look at her. Without looking up at him, Scully placed a long kiss over the pink scar on his arm.

Mulder watched silently as she laved the tender flesh with care. As if she was hoping to wash away the scar like a mother cat. With a gentle sigh, barely audible in the silence of the room, save for the soft crackling fire, Scully worked her way back to his mouth.

Slowly Mulder worked his hands in a continuous caress from her shoulders to her lower back. He slipped his hands down the back of her panties, Scully rose enough to allow him to slip them as far down her legs as he could. With a little squirming she kicked them off the end of the bed. Mulder quickly raised his hips enough for Scully to pull down his boxers, he pushed them off, finishing off the pile of clothes on the floor.

Scully returned to her perch of straddling his thighs and kissed him the heat of anticipation became unbearable. Mulder supported her weight in his strong hands as she guided him into her waiting body. Sitting up straight, Scully tilted her head back and let a rhythm take over her movements without much thought. When she was with Mulder it seemed natural. She didn’t need to question her movements, or her actions. She let her eyes slip closed from the vision of the X on the ceiling as she felt Mulder’s thumb probe knowingly at her folds.

She let the rhythm change with Mulder’s new movement. She let him take some of the control, let him take her to the wonderful place that he was so good at taking her. Scully bit her lip to remain quiet, but a small whimper escaped. Her body pulsed its pleasure, it rejoiced at the feeling of Mulder releasing into her body. He gave her life, even if they couldn’t make a new life they were build their life together stronger and stronger.

Scully let herself fall relaxed onto Mulder’s chest, frantic with trying to breathe properly. His hands slowly began to stroke and soothe her back after he pulled the bunched blankets over them both.

Mulder tried to ignore the sound that was disturbing his sleep, but the sound wouldn’t go away. He slowly figured, after listening closely, someone was knocking on the their door. Carefully extracting himself from Scully’s grasp he pulled on his discarded jeans. He covered Scully’s body with the blankets securely before opening the door.

"Hey, you’re alive." Langly greeted.

Mulder let out an only partly amused snort and stepped out into the cool hallway, closing the door so Scully wouldn’t wake. "Yeah, I just lost track of time out there."

"Unbelievable." Byers said shaking his head after looking Mulder up and down.

"Huh?"

Frohike nodding in agreement with Byers. "You are one lucky son of a bitch Mulder."

"What are you talking about?" Mulder, still half asleep was quickly becoming annoyed with them.

"I have never seen Scully as scared as she was when you hadn’t shown up after a couple hours." Byers said, looking just as pissed as the other two. "And I’ve seen Scully pretty scared before."

"Yeah," Frohike interrupted. "You scare her to death then come back and have make up sex."

Mulder leaned back against the door with a sigh. "Look, guys, I’ll say is again for the millionth time today; I am sorry. Ok? Can everyone just lay off?"

Langly held up his hands in innocence. "Hey we aren’t here because we are mad. We were just checking up on Scully to make sure you showed up."

"I appreciate that. Thank you."

"No problem. See you tomorrow." They turned and walked away still muttering how unbelievable it was that he always ended up getting away with stunts like that.

Feeling worse then before about the whole thing Mulder went back into the room. He sat down at the table and watched Scully sleep peacefully wrapped up, safe and warm. She didn’t look that way when he first walked in and found her sleeping. Her brow had been furrowed, she shifted restlessly in the few seconds that he had been there before she woke, she looked just plain shaken.

Mulder let out yet another sigh, this one annoyance with himself-even though there was nothing he could have done about it- and continued to watch over Scully as she slept.

Day 70

Scully was reorganizing the supplies in the Medical Room when the door opened and a bleeding Mulder walked in.

"A rock bit me." He said sitting down on one of the cots.

Scully rolled her eyes. She spent most of her day taking care of simple wounds like this. She didn’t mind though, things could be much worse. "It bit you?" She asked as she placed a pan of water of the cot beside him.

"Yeah. Came out of no where. Them rocks can be pretty tricky." He cringed as she placed his bleeding hand in the water and cleaned off the dried blood.

"So I’ve heard." She pulled his hand out and toweled it off. The cut wasn’t deep. "Tell me if this hurts." She gently pressed the bones surrounding the cut.

"A little."

She nodded. "Ok, nothing is broken. I’ll just wrap it up, try not to use it too much." She pressed a towel over the cut, then placed his hand over it. "Hold that till the bleeding stops."

"It’s quiet in here today."

Scully sorted through the cabinet looking for size bandage she wanted. "Now it is. People are always in and out of here for something. I feel like Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman." She mumbled as she sat down next to him again.

He chuckled.

"Let me see." She examined his hand for another moment before spreading a green paste over the wound.

"What’s that?"

"Astragalus. It will help some with infection. After a few days you can just put aloe on it."

"Oh… You have turned into Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman."

She glared at him before wrapping a strip of cloth around his hand, tying it securely. "I’ll take some more bandages back to the room so we can change that. Don’t throw the fabric out, I need to reuse it." While he nodded she leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Watch out for those rocks. I’ll you see later." She stood up and went over to check on the bandages that where boiling to sterilize. Mulder just sat where she left him. "Are you going back to work?" She asked glancing over her shoulder.

"Yeah. I will in a minute." Mulder swung his legs and relaxed on the cot, resting his hands behind his head.

"Please get your feet off that."

He wiggled down the cot slightly so his shoes hung over the edge. "Hey Scully?"

"Hmm?" She paid little attention to him as she wrung out the washed bandages.

"Does that door have a lock?"

"No it doesn’t Mulder." She was glad she wasn’t facing him, he would have seen her smiling even though she kept her voice stern.

"Oh… Well you want to push the table up to it or something?"

Scully turned around with her hands on her hips. "Go back to work Mulder." She let a small smile play on her lips.

He sighed dramatically and stood. "Fine, but I’ll get you later." He leaned down to kiss her but she playfully turned her face so he kissed just the corner of her mouth. Mulder smiled and grabbed her around the waist. He pressed his lips against hers.

"Oh! Sorry!" A young woman said as she opened the door to the Medical Room and was met by the kissing couple.

Scully tried to jump away from Mulder but he held fast. "No. It’s ok. He was just leaving." Scully blushed a dark pink as she stepped out of Mulder’s grasp. "Goodbye." She gave him a small but firm push to the door. "Easy on the hand and be careful."

"Yes doctor." He said as he walked away.

Notes: I don’t think I have any! LOL. I’ll get the next part out soon!