From: colbysgurl@shaw.ca   
      
   Authors: Sassy and Jacquie   
      
      
      
   Category: MSR Romance   
      
      
      
   Summary: A post episode fic for "Detour"   
      
      
      
      
      
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   There was a knock at the door. Mulder stood groggily and answered it.   
   "What's up?"   
      
   Scully was on the other side with a bag of groceries. "Just wanted to see   
   how you are."   
      
   "I'm alive." Mulder moved back to let her in. "You didn't have to do that,   
   Scully."   
      
   Scully tried a small smile despite a lump rising in her throat. "I know I   
   didn't have to. I wanted to."   
   She placed the bag on his countertop. He placed his left hand over her right   
   one.   
      
   "Thank you, Scully. For everything." He caught her eyes.   
      
   Scully was caught for a moment in his hazel eyes. She became slightly afraid   
   that he would see how she really felt if she kept his gaze, so she glanced   
   downward toward the bag.   
      
   "You didn't happen to bring a movie or two with you, did you?" Mulder said   
   sensing that he'd made her uncomfortable. Looking slightly sheepish, Scully   
   presented "The Invisible Man" and "The Untouchables"   
   "You're a woman after my own heart. Did you bring beer, Agent Scully?"   
      
   "And iced tea." Scully was starting to grin.   
      
   Mulder smiled over at her, remembering what he'd said to her a few years   
   back. "Could be love..."   
      
   Might very well be," Scully muttered under her breath.   
      
   Mulder swallowed hard. "What did you say?" He was facing her now.   
      
   Scully reached up to brush a strand of hair off his forehead. "Might very   
   well be," she whispered, barely audible. Then she started to move, thinking   
   she had scared him.   
      
   Mulder reached out to grab her with his good arm. "Scully...Dana." He   
   reached up to touch her cheek.   
      
   "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." She tried to take it back. "Maybe I   
   should just go."   
      
   "Don't go." Mulder let his finger trail over her trembling lips.   
   "Please...watch the movies with me. I promise to take this as slow as you   
   need to."   
      
   "It's okay, Mulder," Scully whispered, still kicking herself for saying   
   anything. "Come on. Let's go sit down."   
      
   Go in. I'll be right behind you." Mulder was in pain and needed his   
   medication. He didn't want her to see him take it. He saw a momentary flash   
   of disappointment that he didn't trust her enough.   
      
   "Okay," she agreed.   
      
   Mulder waited till she was out of the room. He popped two pills dry,   
   slamming the cabinet door. "Mulder you are an a*s", he muttered to himself.   
   He put a bag of popcorn in the microwave and slowly walked into the living   
   room. "Buttered or plain popcorn?"   
      
   "Buttered is fine." Scully quickly wiped her face. She opened a bottle of   
   ice tea as she settled against Mulder's couch. He saw her wipe the tears and   
   it broke his heart. He was torn between going to her and leaving this   
   "journey" to her. He wanted her. He knew the first time they'd spoken that   
   she could be for him.   
      
   "Scully..."   
      
   She looked up at him. He walked over to her and knelt in front of her. Her   
   legs were parted and he propped himself up with his good arm. His mouth was   
   inches from hers. "I don't want to ever make you cry."   
      
   "Mulder, come up here," Scully said softly, gently taking him by his good   
   arm and pulling him up beside her.   
      
   "I guess I need to be plainer."   
      
   "You don't need to be plainer," Scully disagreed as she slowly reached out   
   to touch his face. He closed his eyes and moved into her touch. He hadn't   
   shaved in a few days and he wondered if he needed to now.   
      
   The microwave beeped. He sighed. "I'll get that." He kissed her palm. "Be   
   right back."   
      
   "I'll be here."   
      
   Mulder stood slowly. He was a bit dizzy, but shook it off as he headed to   
   the kitchen. He made it to the kitchen counter before having to grab on to   
   it to steady himself. He hoped she hadn't seen him. She had. She wordlessly   
   helped him to the couch again.   
      
   Then she got the popcorn out of the microwave. If it had been anyone else   
   but Scully, Mulder would have been embarrassed. "Thank you," he said as she   
   sat the bowl of popcorn down on his coffee table."   
      
   "So which one first?"   
      
   You pick." He was surprised she'd picked movies they both liked.   
      
   Scully picked up "The Untouchables" and stuck it in. She sat back on the   
   couch and took a handful of popcorn. He was watching her and their hands   
   touched briefly inside the bowl. "Sorry...ladies first."   
      
   "It's okay. Go ahead." Scully withdrew her hand completely, opting instead   
   to drink from her iced tea bottle. She took a sip. "I love this movie."   
      
   Mulder picked up a piece of popcorn and held it to her mouth. He was more   
   content to watch her than the film. Scully finally rolled her eyes and took   
   the popcorn from him.   
      
   "I'm being to sappy." The medicine was giving his tongue full reign of his   
   words. Normally he would keep these things to himself.   
      
   "Watch the movie, Mulder. Enjoy yourself" was the only thing Scully said.   
      
   Thinking he'd read the signals wrong, he scooted away from her. He'd just   
   have to live with the fact that all they'd ever be was partners.   
   Scully caught his hand and gave it a squeeze.   
      
   Mulder laced his fingers into hers. "Just watch the movie, Scully" he   
   teased. "No necking." He couldn't believe he'd just said that. Scully gently   
   retracted her fingers and turned back to the TV. He covered his face with   
   his hand. 'What an idiot you are, Mulder!'   
   He took a quick peek at her. Scully's eyes stared straight ahead at the   
   screen. He sensed that she wasn't watching the movie. He hit the pause   
   button on the remote.   
      
   "What are you doing, Mulder?"   
      
   "Clearing the air."   
      
   "Okay," she said slowly. She turned to face him, still sitting cross-legged   
   on the couch. "About what?"   
      
   Mulder moved closer to her. "This." His lips closed over hers. "If I kiss   
   you, you're not going to deck me, are you?"   
      
   "If I said no?" Scully said in a barely audible whisper.   
      
   Mulder gave her no time to back out. His lips closed over hers. The kiss was   
   short, but it left his heart racing.   
      
   Scully gently cupped his face. "Sssh..." she whispered when she felt his   
   apprehension "It's okay."   
      
   "Let me do that again." Mulder pulled her mouth to his with his good hand   
   and let his tongue slowly invade her mouth.   
      
   Scully whimpered but allowed him in. He pulled back and rested back on the   
   couch. When she didn't say anything, he whispered, "I'm still waiting for   
   you to punch me."   
      
   I'm not going to punch you." It took her a moment to find her voice.   
      
   "Not even if I kissed you like that more often?" Mulder turned to face her.   
      
   "Nope," Scully said softly.   
      
   Mulder smiled and took her hand in his. He clicked play on the remote.   
      
   'I Dana Scully take thee Fox Mulder' She shook her head, sighing softly.   
      
   "You look tired," Mulder said half way into the movie.   
      
   "I am a little." She got up. "And I should probably let you go to sleep."   
      
   "Don't go." It wasn't so much the words, as the way he said it that got her   
   attention--vulnerable, almost little boy like. "I'll take the floor, you can   
   have the couch."   
      
      
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    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)