From: rjsabatier@shaw.ca   
      
   Authors: Jacquie and Sassy   
      
   Pairing: Mulder and Scully   
      
   Summary: A post episode fic for "Firewalker"   
      
   Rating:  M   
      
      
      
   An hour later though, she had to get up due to nature calling. When she   
   returned, Mulder was already feeling the bed next to him. He found her as   
   she slipped into the bed.   
      
   He pulled her against him. "There you are.   
      
   "I'm still here," she whispered.   
      
   Mulder sighed in his sleep. "I love you," he murmured. Scully kissed his   
   hair.  "How's your friend?" he asked, waking up slightly, remembering why   
   she'd come to NY in the first place.   
      
   "She went home yesterday. She's doing a lot better." Scully knew it was bad,   
   but she didn't want to think about Holly.   
      
   "That's good." There was a beat, and then "I want to go home."   
      
   "Tomorrow," Scully promised. "The doctor just wants to keep you one more   
   night to make sure you're going to be fine."   
      
   "I am fine.."   
      
   "We have to make sure of that." What she really meant was '*I* have to make   
   sure of that'.   
      
   Mulder could see it in her eyes. He stroked her cheek, "I missed being with   
   you."   
      
   "I missed you too," Scully whispered.   
      
   "Dana.." Mulder bit his lip. He needed to tell her about what had happened   
   when she was missing.   
      
   "What?" She held his hand. "Mulder..you can tell me anything."   
      
   "When you were...when you were missing..something happened." He turned away   
   from her, ashamed.   
      
   "What?" she gently prompted.   
      
   "I slept with someone..I wanted it to be you...I needed it to be you."   
      
   Scully was silent for a moment as she digested this information. She was hit   
   with the reminder that she had done the same thing on a couple of occasions,   
   so she really couldn't be upset with Mulder. She held him.   
      
   He took her face in his hands. "I never thought I'd see you again.." He   
   lowered his mouth to hers for a tender kiss. "Never thought you'd love me   
   too."   
      
   The kiss left Scully breathless. She slowly opened her eyes as she whispered   
   back, "I do love you."   
      
   "Do you forgive me?"   
      
   "Mulder, there's nothing to forgive." She caressed his cheek.   
      
   "Good, because I don't know what I'd do if I ever hurt you." He buried his   
   head into her neck.   
      
   "I have been jealous though," Scully whispered.   
      
   His head snapped up. "Jealous? Of who?"   
      
   "All of them. Especially Phoebe."   
      
   Mulder shuddered.   
      
   Scully sighed as she kissed his forehead.   
      
   "Only you," he murmured.   
      
   "I'm learning that," she whispered back. Scully sighed softly as she rested   
   her head against Mulder's shoulder. "Rest," she whispered as her hand   
   touched his cheek.   
      
   "I can't," Mulder whispered back.   
      
   "What's wrong?"   
      
   "Afraid to close my eyes...afraid you'll be gone."   
      
   "What can I do to help?", Scully whispered, caressing him gently.   
      
   He laid his head back. "I don't know."   
      
   Scully thought for a moment before sitting up and removing her shirt. Her   
   warm skin touched his, making her breathe in sharply and shiver.   
      
   Mulder looked frightened for a second. "What are you doing?"   
      
   It's okay, Mulder," she gently wrapped his arms around her. "I'm just going   
   to hold you."   
      
   Mulder laid his head on her chest and listened to her heart. "What if   
   someone comes in?"   
      
   "Door's locked. They can't." Scully didn't care that it was a bad thing to   
   do.   
      
   Mulder held her tighter. "When I thought I'd lost you...I didn't know where   
   to turn, Scully..."   
      
   "Sssh.... I know," she whispered, kissing his hair.   
      
   "Please...I need to talk..I need to tell you."   
      
   "Okay.." Scully felt silent.   
      
   Mulder looked up at her, his lip quivering. "It was like Samantha all over   
   again...except you are my heart and I felt like it was being ripped   
   away...away forever."   
      
   Scully's heart broke for him. He looked so lost. "I'm not going anywhere,"   
   she whispered.   
      
   "And if I lost you..." Mulder trailed off, unable to finish.   
      
   Scully kissed him softly. "It's okay, b...Mulder. I'm not going anywhere."   
      
   "I know that in my head...tell my heart."   
      
   'Actions speak louder than words,' she thought. "I'll just have to show   
   him.'   
      
   "I'll show you," she whispered.   
      
   "How?"   
      
   "Being here when you wake up..coming over when you need me.." she kissed   
   him. "Just loving you."   
      
   "Coming over..." he trailed off.   
      
   "You gave me a key, remember?" She gave him a half-smile.   
      
   "I just thought maybe...never mind."   
      
   "No...what?"   
      
   "Stay with you."   
      
   "You can do whatever you like, Mulder."   
      
   "I can't move in if you don't want me to."   
      
   Her eyes widened for a moment. Then her face softened. "I never said I   
   didn't want you to." Tears trickled down her cheek. She impatiently wiped   
   them away.   
      
   "I know...I just don't want to invite myself."   
      
   "You wouldn't be." Scully buried her face against his neck.   
      
   Mulder could feel wetness. "I'm gonna be okay, Scully. Please don't cry." He   
   pulled her against him. "Please."   
      
   "Can't...can't lose you either," Scully whispered.   
      
   "Just don't run from me anymore."   
      
   "Need you too much. Can't run."   
      
   Mulder lifted his face to hers. He kissed her gently on the lips.   
   Scully moaned softly again. Her hands moved up to his neck.   
      
   "I would love nothing more than to make love to you, Scully, but I'm so   
   cold..so tired, I'm afraid I would leave you unsatisfied."   
      
   "I'm not," Scully whispered back.   
      
   "I haven't made love to you yet. How do you know?"   
      
   "Because I love you."   
      
   "I love you too." He kissed her lips softly. She gently urged him down   
   again. He could feel how hard her heart was pounding.   
      
   He whispered softly, "I hope I always make you feel that way."   
      
   "You always have. Always will," she murmured back, kissing his neck.   
      
      
      
   The next morning, Scully had to pinch herself to make sure that she still   
   wasn't dreaming. Mulder's arms were still wrapped securely around her and he   
   was slumbering peacefully.   
      
   He slowly opened his eyes. "I wasn't dreaming."   
      
   "Morning." She kissed him softly.   
      
   Mulder closed his eyes and opened them again. "One more please?"   
      
   She darted her tongue briefly into his mouth, tasting him.   
      
   "Oh god.." he murmured when he'd pulled her against him. She smiled against   
   his lips. "When can I get out of here?"   
      
   "Doctor says as soon as you're ready. He's sending the nurse down with the   
   paperwork."   
      
   "I'm ready." Mulder sat up too quickly. A little dizziness washed over him   
   but he blinked it back. He stood slowly. "Where are my clothes?"   
      
   Scully sat him down again. "Just relax for a second. I'll get them." She   
   felt Mulder grab her hand again.   
      
   "Thanks."   
      
   "You never need to thank me, Mulder," Scully whispered.   
      
   "Oh..but I do."   
      
   She kissed his cheek before retrieving his clothes. "I'll wait outside."   
      
   "I think I need your help," Mulder said softly.   
      
   "Okay." Scully swallowed a hard knot in her throat.   
      
   He winked at her. "I've got nothing to be ashamed of. You've seen me naked   
   and you're still here."   
      
   Scully didn't say anything to that. She helped Mulder pull his hospital gown   
   over his head.   
      
   "I was teasing," he said softly.   
      
   Scully smiled at him, kissing his cheek. She helped him with his navy blue   
      
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