From: rjsabatier@shaw.ca   
      
   Title: "Minds" chapter 3   
      
      
      
   Author: Jacquie and Sassy (rjsabatier@shaw.ca)   
      
      
      
   Pairing: Mulder and Scully   
      
   Rating:   This chapter is NC-17.   Just to give you all a heads up.   
      
      
      
   Feedback: Always welcome.   
      
      
      
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   Twenty four hours later, they were seated on a small one engine plane.   
   Scully was gripping Mulder's hand so tight, he thought it would break.   
      
   "Easy!" he said, screaming over the roar of the plane. "We'll be fine."   
      
   Scully released Mulder's hand and instead gripped her seat. She squeezed her   
   eyes shut. She was mad at herself for feeling airsick.   
      
      
      
   Mulder tugged her hand up and slipped his fingers back into hers. "I didn't   
   say I didn't want to hold your hand."   
      
      
      
   Scully didn't respond at first. She was shaking too hard. She only opened   
   her eyes when she felt the plane landing.   
      
   "See?" Mulder patted her hand. "Nice and smooth."   
      
   Then Scully's eyes went wide. She forgot all about her motion sickness when   
   she got a good look at the white beaches and the clear blue ocean.   
      
      
      
   "Skinner did a good job, huh?"   
      
   Scully's eyes filled with tears as she held Mulder tightly. He held her   
   against him.   
      
      
      
   "So do I get to see the suit today?"   
      
   "If you're a good boy," Scully teased.   
      
   "   
      
   I'll be a good boy.I promise," Mulder said, kissing her head. When he looked   
   down, he saw where a lone tear had crept silently down her cheek. "Why the   
   tears, baby?"   
      
      
      
   "I can't believe you did this for me," Scully said softly.   
      
      
      
   "Only the best for you."   
      
      
   "Which way's the hut?"   
      
   Mulder handed her the map. "You know me and directions."   
      
      
      
   Scully took the map from him. "It's not far."   
      
   Mulder carried their luggage and supplies. Scully opened the door and   
   stepped inside. Little rustic," Mulder said, surveying the room, "But I like   
   it."   
      
      
      
   "I thought that's what we were after," Scully commented.   
      
      
      
   Mulder nodded.  "There is a bed." He waggled his eyebrows at her.   
      
   "And an ocean view."   
      
   "Stars. moonlight.waves crashing on the beach.kissing.no interruptions.."   
   Mulder sighed as he pulled her to him.   
      
      
      
   "I can tantalize you with my bikini," Scully grinned teasingly at Mulder.   
      
      
      
   Mulder flopped back on the bed. "Start tantalizing. and see how it stays   
   on." He slapped his hand over his mouth. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to imply   
   that we were.gonna make love.."   
      
   Scully gently removed Mulder's hand from his mouth. She pressed a tender   
   kiss to it. His grin broke through his embarrassment. "Don't worry about it.   
   This vacation isn't about pressure. I just wanted you to know that."   
      
   "I know. It's not about having pressure. Swimming?"   
      
   "Sure." Scully looked around her, seeing that there was no bathroom to   
   change in. Mulder would have to see her change. She swallowed hard and began   
   undressing.   
      
      
      
   "I won't look," Mulder said, turning away.   
      
      
      
   "I want you to look."   
      
   Mulder wasn't sure he'd heard right.  "What did you say?"   
      
   "I want you to look."   
      
   Mulder turned over.  "I'm looking."   
      
      
      
   Scully smiled softly at him and continued with slow, deliberate motions. She   
   tried to reassure him when he saw his eyes go wide.   
      
   "I think it's only fair I change in front of you too."   
      
   "If you're comfortable."   
      
   Mulder bit his lip against a comment. Scully leaned over to gently kiss his   
   lips. She reached over to pick up her bikini.   
      
   "That is not a bikini.that's floss." It was a good thing they were alone, or   
   he'd be kicking someone's ass for looking at *HIS* woman.   
      
   Scully wrinkled her nose at him. "And what would you know about fashion, Mr.   
   Mulder?"   
      
      
      
   "Just enough to know that if anyone else was here with us, you would *NOT*   
   be wearing that." "Either way, I'd only wear this for you."   
      
   "Good answer," Mulder said, watching as she slipped one long perfect leg   
   into her bikini bottoms and then the other. He stifled a moan as he watched   
   her slide it up.   
      
      
      
   "Can I get some help tying this please?"   
      
   Mulder tried to control his breathing as he moved to the edge of the bed and   
   tied the side of her bikini bottoms. He stroked her thigh softly. Her eyes   
   closed as she felt her skin brush against hers.   
      
   "Need me to tie the top?"   
      
   "Yes please. Unless you really want me to go topless." It was meant as a   
   tease.   
      
      
      
   "I get a choice?" Mulder teased back. Scully's only answer was a red face.   
   He tied the top, kissing her shoulder. "You look stunning."   
      
   Scully smiled. "Thanks."   
      
   "My turn." Mulder said with a grin.   
      
   "Want me to turn around?"   
      
   "Nope."   
      
      
      
   Mulder pulled his grey t-shirt slowly over his head. He winked at her as she   
   lay back on one elbow to drink him in as his body was exposed little by   
   little. He ached to reach out and touched her bare thigh. He went for the   
   zipper and buttons and slowly undid them. He slid his jeans to the floor,   
   kicking off his shoes and jeans simultaneously. Then he got scared.   What   
   if I don't meet her expectations?  What if.   
      
      
      
   Mulder shook himself. Nah, his Scully wasn't like that. He was all she   
   needed. He slipped his boxers down and grabbed his black swimming trunks. He   
   pulled them on quickly. Looking up at Scully for the first time, Mulder   
   smiled.   
      
   "I bet the water is cold."   
      
   Scully giggled. "I'm not going in if it is."   
      
   Mulder got a wicked gleam in his eye. "Oh yes you are!"   
      
      
      
   Scully got up quickly, laughing the entire time. She didn't stop running   
   till she was knee-deep in water.   
      
   "Gah! It's freezing!"  She turned to run out of the water again, but ran   
   into Mulder.   
      
      
      
   "You little cheat!" Mulder cried as he scooped her up and waded deep into   
   the freezing ocean water.   
      
      
      
   "Mulder!" Scully began giggling.   
      
      
      
   "What?" Mulder said innocently as he dropped Scully in the water. She came   
   up spluttering, pushing her sopping wet hair out of the way. Then she   
   happened to look down, discovering she had lost her top.  Blushing   
   furiously, she instinctively covered herself as her eyes darted around. Her   
   bikini top was floating farther and farther away.   
   With a yelp, she began to swim furiously. Mulder reached the top first. He   
   held it up to her and helped her slip it back on.   
      
   "Turn around and I'll retie it."   
      
   Scully turned around, shivering from the cold. Mulder wrapped her in his   
   arms.   
      
      
      
   "You're freezing. Want to get out? We can always lie on the beach."   
      
   "Read my mind," Scully managed to get out between shivers.   
      
      
      
   "I guess I shouldn't have suggested coming into the water," Mulder said as   
   he took Scully's hand and they climbed out.   
      
      
      
   "It's okay, I'll get used to it. I just need to warm up."   
      
   Mulder left Scully standing on the water's edge. "I'll get a blanket to lie   
   on. Be right back," he called as he jogged toward the hut. He returned a few   
   minutes later with a blanket and a sweat shirt. "Here, put this on."   
      
      
   Scully couldn't help shedding a single tear at how sweet Mulder was being.   
   She managed a small smile as she took the shirt from him.   
      
      
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