From: colbysgurl@shaw.ca   
      
   Authors: Sassy and Jacquie   
      
   Category: MSR Romance   
      
      
      
   Summary: A post episode fic for "Arcadia"   
      
   Rating: M   
      
      
      
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   Mulder took her bags again and put them back in the car. He held the door   
   open for her. "Dana, we'd better go to the store and buy some groceries. I   
   don't have anything at home."   
      
   Scully was momentarily stunned speechless when he called her 'Dana.' This   
   was immediately followed by sad resignation that it was a one time thing   
      
   Okay."   
      
   Mulder was pushing the cart while Scully picked things from the shelves. He   
   had put a few items in the basket only to have Scully remove them and chide   
   him a bit.   
      
   "What am I supposed to eat?" Mulder asked her after the fourth thing was put   
   away: A large bag of Cheetos.   
      
   Scully realized she was acting exactly like a wife would. "Vegetables?"   
      
   Mulder made a face. "I don't cook."   
      
   "Well, you're lucky that I do."   
      
   "You'd cook for me?" He smiled.   
      
   "If you think I'm eating nothing but left-over pizza for a week, you're   
   nuts," Scully said, but she was grinning back.   
      
   "Left over pizza can be good." He turned down the chip and cookies aisle.   
   "As long as nothing is growing on it."   
   He grabbed a bag of Oreos. She reached to put them back. "Take your hands   
   off my cookies, Dana Scully. You don't mess with a man and his cookies."   
      
   She pretended to pout but secretly she was glad that he got them. She was   
   making plans to raid his cupboard already.   
      
   "Fine then. I'll just get my own" was Scully's response.   
      
   "I share..." Mulder stopped her from getting her own bag, placing his hand   
   on her hip. She was already eyeing the double chocolate Oreos. But of course   
   she couldn't reach them.   
      
   Mulder followed her gaze and reached for a bag. He added it silently to the   
   cart and kept his hand on her hip. He was close to her ear. "Ready to move   
   on?"   
      
   "Just because I let you have cookies, Mulder, doesn't mean we're raiding   
   half the junk food aisle," was her soft response.   
      
   Slowly she broke the contact and pushed the cart toward the counter. Mulder   
   watched her walk away before picking up another bag of Oreos just for her.   
   He added them to the pile on the conveyor belt. He didn't look at her. He   
   just took out his wallet and waited for the total. Scully's eyes widened a   
   little at the second bag of cookies. Then she glanced at Mulder.   
      
   "What?"   
      
   "Nothing." She smiled. "I'll uh...I'll wait on the other side of the   
   counter."   
      
   Mulder winked at her. "Okay."   
      
   Back at the apartment they carried the groceries and bags upstairs. "Just   
   put your stuff wherever, Scully. Won't make much of a difference." 'I really   
   should clean once in a while,' he added to himself.   
      
   "Remind me to clean this place tomorrow," Scully said as she finally set her   
   begs down near the couch.   
      
   "You aren't cleaning...it's my place." Mulder put away the refrigerated   
   things.   
      
   "I have to do something, Mulder. I'll go stir-crazy."   
      
   "I'll keep you busy." It slipped out before he could stop it.   
      
   "You mean playing house?" Scully's eyebrow went up.   
      
   Mulder stepped closer to her. "I can show you how to play house. And it   
   doesn't involve me sleeping on the couch, Dana."   
      
   Scully felt a shiver run down her elbow. "Mulder why were you sleeping on   
   the floor? Did you think something would happen?" she asked softly.   
      
   "Couldn't live with myself if I lost you." Mulder looked down at his feet.   
   Scully wrapped her arms around his waist. After a moment, he looked into her   
   eyes. "I wasn't playing house, Dana."   
      
   Scully's eyes closed for a moment. She rested her head against his stomach.   
      
   He took her chin and moved it up so he could look in her eyes. He saw the   
   tears as they trailed down her cheeks. He wiped them away. "Please don't   
   cry."   
      
   She tried to smile. "You hungry?"   
      
   'For you'... "I could eat."   
      
   "I'll make us some dinner." Scully gently touched his forearm.   
      
   He didn't want to let her go, but he did. "I'll just take your cases to the   
   bedroom."   
      
   "Okay." Scully's hand reached out momentarily to stop him. Then she   
   retreated.   
      
   Mulder sat her cases down and tried to quiet his heart. He had wanted to   
   kiss her. 'What stopped you?'   
   He took a deep breath and went back into the kitchen. He put his hand on her   
   arm.   
      
   "Scully...Dana?"   
      
   She turned, frowning slightly at the break in his voice. "You okay?"   
      
   He took his hand and placed it on her neck behind her head and pulled her   
   mouth to his. The kiss was long and slow. Her eyes were still closed when   
   the kiss broke again. She didn't trust her knees to give out on her.   
      
   Mulder gasped for breath. "You take my breath away."   
      
   "I can't feel my knees," Scully whispered into his stomach.   
      
   "I've got you," he said as he held her against him.   
      
   Scully sighed.   
      
   "So what we eating?" Mulder rested his forehead against hers.   
      
   "I thought either pork or steak. Which would you rather have?"   
      
   "Steak." YOU YOU YOU   
      
   "And Angel hair pasta and salad?"   
      
   "Do I get you for dessert?" It was past his lips before he could close his   
   mouth.   
      
   Scully's eyes widened in surprise but then they softened. "We can work on   
   that."   
      
   He helped Scully prepare the meal and they ate in comfortable silence.   
      
   They watched a little TV after dinner. Scully kept nodding off. Mulder   
   nudged her. "Why don't you go to bed?"   
      
   "Wh..." she bit her lip. "Okay. Good night."   
      
   He stopped her and placed a sweet kiss to her lips. That made her tingle,   
   but then it made it harder for her not to ask him to sleep with her again.   
   She managed a smile and then closed the bathroom door behind her.   
      
   It had been ages since he slept on his couch. He tossed and turned, trying   
   to get comfortable before she came out of the bathroom. He would rather   
   sleep in the bedroom with her, but he also knew that had to be if she wanted   
   him there.   
      
   Mulder was on his stomach, looking rather uncomfortable when Scully emerged   
   from the bathroom. He was grumbling under his breath because he hadn't heard   
   her come out.   
      
   "Mulder, if you want to join me, you can." Scully was bracing herself for a   
   no response.   
      
   When Mulder turned to look at her, his breath caught in his throat. She was   
   wearing a long silk nightgown. "You might be safer if I slept out here."   
      
   "I'm armed. I think I can manage," she said with a slightly arched eyebrow.   
      
   "But I'm armed and dangerous." Mulder moved toward her until his mouth was   
   inches from hers. "And I always get my way."   
      
   A giggle managed to escape her lips.   
      
   "Let's go." Mulder took her hand and tugged her toward the bedroom.   
      
   "You're at least brushing your teeth I hope." Scully wrinkled her nose.   
      
   "Dana Katherine Scully, get your ass in bed." Mulder moved toward the   
   bathroom.   
      
   "Okay, Daddy."   
      
   He stopped. "Did you just call me what I think you called me?"   
      
   She was blushing. "Sorry. Won't happen again."   
      
   Mulder moved like he was going to pounce on her. "You'd better run.   
      
   "And what if I don't?"   
      
   "If I get my hands on you, I might not be able to stop."   
      
      
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