From: lilytiger73@yahoo.com   
      
   Title: So Much For Waking Up Tomorrow   
      
   Author: Cassie – foxytime @ gmail.com   
      
   Date: November 15, 2005   
      
   Distribution: ATD, Semper Fi, Smoke & Satire, XFMU,   
   Spookys. All others please ask.   
      
   Rating: PG-13   
      
   Category: Doggett/Scully   
      
   Beta: none   
      
   Summary: Less than an hour before Scully calls Doggett from the   
   hospital. Response to the 2005 Awareness Month "Via Negativa" ficlet   
   challenge.   
      
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   Scully lies awake at John Doggett's side. Her arm lies gently across   
   his bare chest and slightly rises and falls with the rhythm of his   
   breathing. Her naked breast is pressed against his side. She gently   
   runs her fingertips through his chest hair, wondering what he is   
   dreaming if he has indeed fallen asleep.   
      
   His bedroom is so quiet, a silence that hums in her ears. This is the   
   longest she's ever heard silence in the aftermath of making love to   
   someone. If that's a bad thing or a good thing she has yet to figure out.   
      
   She had come to Doggett's home not more than two hours ago with the   
   idea set in her mind to seduce him, and to have sex with him in order   
   to deal with everything that has been going on in her life… Mulder's   
   disappearance, her pregnancy, and the unexpected complications she has   
   had recently with her pregnancy. It had all become too much to handle   
   and she needed to let it out, release the stress she feels under.   
      
   Doggett moans with a low rumble in his throat, he opens his eyes and   
   looks down at her.   
      
   "My shirt on your side…?" His voice is sleepy and content.   
      
   Scully stops running her fingers across his chest and reaches down on   
   her side of his bed and retrieves his Marines T-shirt from the floor.   
   She hands it to him.   
      
   "Thanks." He pulls the shirt on over his head. "Don't know about you,   
   but I'm getting a bit cold."   
      
   Scully smiles at him, nice thing to say right after making love to   
   someone, thanks John. Scully lies back down and covers her body with   
   his bedsheet.   
      
   Making love… Scully wrinkles her brow, wondering why she continues to   
   think of what they did as `making love'. It was just sex, right? She's   
   not too sure. It felt like there was something more going on between   
   them… feelings unspoken of. Not just on her part, but his too. It was   
   the intimate ways in which they touched each other, the words spoken   
   weren't dirty, disrespectful, or uncaring rather tender and loving.   
   She had cried upon her climax, but not because of sorrow or missing   
   her former lover, but because of how good John made her feel. After   
   they finished their bodies remained connected for some time, enjoying   
   their closeness.   
      
   Tears form in Scully's eyes as her heart jumps to her throat in   
   realization that she's fallen in love with Doggett. This could be the   
   only explanation to why making love to him felt the way that it did.   
      
   John lies next to her. He's been watching her this whole time.   
      
   "Dana…", he hesitates for a moment, "sweetheart… are you all right?"   
   His voice is calm and loving.   
      
   He reaches out and touches her bare shoulder.   
      
   "I'm fine."   
      
   Scully thinks how he'll have to get used to hearing that come from her   
   mouth if anything ever comes from her feelings for him, and if he   
   feels the same for her. The idea of this one night with John turning   
   into something more warms her heart.   
      
   He leans toward her and places a kiss on her forehead.   
      
   "Goodnight." His voice is quiet.   
      
   "Night."   
      
   "You gonna be here when I wake up tomorrow?"   
      
   "Do you want me to?" She asks wondering what her answer will be.   
      
   Doggett doesn't answer her right away, wondering what to say. Could   
   this be something that turns into the love of his life? He's hesitant   
   to take a step in that direction. He's still suspicious that Scully   
   and Mulder are a couple, and the fact that he made love to her without   
   knowing for sure bothers him. He should have asked before they came up   
   to his bedroom.   
      
   "John?"   
      
   That's the first time she's used his first name. A small grin forms on   
   his face.   
      
   "I'd love to wake up next to you, Dana."   
      
   He gives her a cute lop-sided grin and makes himself comfortable and   
   closes his eyes.   
      
   Scully lies on her side and watches him fall asleep. Everything is so   
   peaceful right now. She could stay here forever and be happy.   
      
   Suddenly she feels a sharp pain in her abdomen. She places her hand   
   over herself and prevents herself from making any noise.   
      
   The doctors had told her they hoped it would happen naturally.   
      
   Less than a week ago she came to be suspicious that the baby inside of   
   her had stopped developing. She went to her doctor after a couple   
   terrifying days of not wanting to believe her gut feeling, and they   
   discovered that the fetus had in fact died due to the invasion of her   
   body by a foreign entity – that cult's slug. She knew it was only a   
   matter of time before the miscarriage would begin.   
      
   She grasps onto her abdomen again, the pain is unbearable. She quietly   
   gets out of bed and puts her clothes on. She winces in pain. All she   
   wants to do is wake John and tell him what's going on, but she doesn't   
   want to burden him because he has nothing to do with her pregnancy.   
   Hell, he doesn't even know she's been pregnant.   
      
   Scully walks past his bed and looks at him, wishing she weren't   
   suffering through this miscarriage now. She hopes his heart won't be   
   broken when he wakes up to find her gone. He'll probably figure she   
   just used him and that was that.   
      
   Scully leaves his room and descends the stairs and leaves his house.   
   She walks down his sidewalk and out to her car which is parked in the   
   street. She gets into her car and her cell phone rings. She looks at   
   it, not wanting to answer, she picks it up anyway, her other hand   
   still grasping onto her abdomen.   
      
   "Scully?" She tries her best to conceal the pain she is in.   
      
   "It's Skinner… are you ok?"   
      
   "I'm fine. What do you need?"   
      
   "I need for you and agent Doggett to come in right now. There's been a   
   mass murder, cult related, I think you two would be helpful on this one."   
      
   Right, like she's going to be headed out on a case right now in her   
   condition.   
      
   "Ok. I'll call agent Doggett for you, sir."   
      
   "Thank you."   
      
   Scully hangs up her phone. She feels another sharp pain in her   
   abdomen. It's getting stronger. She needs to get to the hospital.   
   She'll call John from there and let him know of this case Skinner   
   wants them both to work on. She's not sure what she'll tell him to   
   explain why she won't be able to make it, and why she's no longer at   
   his place.   
      
   She pulls her car out and heads down the road, headed to the highway   
   to quickly get herself to the hospital. So much for waking up today   
   next to the man she's fallen in love with.   
      
   END   
      
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