From: Ariel 'xfilesx'
Date: Tuesday, 25 Dec 2007 7:55am PST
Title: "All Things Happen"
Author: Ariel 'xfilesx'
Rating: NC-17 (sexual situations)
Spoilers: All Things; The Unnatural;
Memento Mori; The Sixth Extinction
Keywords: MSR
Disturbed on: Gossamer, Ephemeral and
Veronica Mars Files
Intro: This is an attempt to create a
story line in between one of my favorite
episodes of the seventh season. I hope you
enjoy this because I had a really fun time
writing this.
Disclaimer: The characters and situations
of the television program "The X Files"
are the creations and property of Chris
Carter, Fox Broadcasting, and Ten-Thirteen
Productions. No copyright infringement is
intended.
Note: Please don't repost this story
without author's permission.
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Mulder and Scully were sitting close
together on his sofa. With two half-drunken
mugs of tea at their feet on the coffee
table where they both had their legs
propped up. Scully was very drowsy but she
and Mulder continued their conversation.
"I just find it hard to believe..." Mulder
said.
"What part?" She mumbled.
"The part where I go away for two days and
your whole life changes."
"Mmm, I didn't say my whole life changed."
"You speaking to God in a Buddhist temple.
God speaking back."
"Mmm, and I didn't say that God spoke
back. I said that I had some kind of a
vision."
"Well, for you, that's like saying you're
having David Crosby's baby." Scully smiled
thoughtfully and then sighed.
"What is it?" Mulder asked.
"I once considered spending my whole life
with this man. What I would have missed."
Scully says sleepily.
"I don't think you can know. I mean, how
many different lives would we be leading
if we made different choices. We... We
don't know."
"What if there was only one choice and all
the other ones were wrong? And there were
signs along the way to pay attention to."
She slurred, very drowsy at that point.
"Mmm. And all the... choices would then
lead to this very moment. One wrong turn,
and... we wouldn't be sitting here
together. Well, that says a lot. That says
a lot, a lot, a lot. That's probably more
than we should be getting into at this
late hour."
Throughout this speech, Scully had fallen
asleep against Mulder's shoulder. He
brushed a strand of her hair out of her
face tenderly. He then grabbed a blanket
from the head of the sofa and covered her
with it. Mulder looked at Scully caringly
for a moment as he began to move from the
couch. He went into his bedroom and pulled
the comforter and sheets back. He then
gently lifted her body from the couch and
took her into his bedroom. He laid her
down in the warm confides of the sheets
and proceeded to tuck her in. He admired
her small form. Within minutes he left the
room; leaving the door slightly open on
his way out.
She slept like a baby, dreaming of a
majestic forest. Her wondrous dream
suddenly turned sour and she awoke
abruptly. Breathing erratically, she
examined the room in which she was in.
This doesn't look like the living room.
How'd the hell did I get in here? Mulder
must have carried me in here. Oh god, I
can't believe I fell asleep while he was
talking. He probably thinks I find him
boring or something but that's not it. I
don't find him boring at all. I actually
find everything he has to say interesting
and I love listening to his thoughts and
ideas.
She brought her hands up to her face and
rubbed her eyes. Why is it so dark in
here? Oh right, the lights aren't on. If
I'm in Mulder's bed, where's Mulder? Maybe
he decided to sleep on the couch. She
decided to call out to him to see.
"Mulder?" She called out sleepily. No
answer. Is he even here? She started to
get out of the bed to check when a voice
from a distance replied back.
"Yeah?"
Oh thank god he's here. But what do I say
now? He's expecting me to say something. A
shadow appeared in the room.
"What is it?" He asked as he turned on the
light. She started to speak but stopped as
her eyes adjusted to the light. She rubbed
them again.
"I just-- I thought you were gone." She
said, hoping she didn't sound as if she
had lost her mind.
"Where else would I be at this time of
night?" He asked, as his eyes traveled
toward the nightstand clock.
She followed his gaze and noticed the time
herself. Wow, it's late. She let out a
breathily sigh.
"I don't know, I-- I scared myself for a
moment." His eye brows quirked at her
statement and she looked down feeling
embarrassed for even saying what she said.
She started to fiddle with the comforter.
"I'm sorry--- for falling asleep earlier.
I guess I was really tired." Okay. Out in
the open. I hope he buys that because it's
true. She looked down again, not meeting
his eyes.
He walked closer to the side of the bed
and perched on the side. He looked at her
kindheartedly as he brought his hand to
her chin and lifted it up so she could
meet his gaze.
"What's the matter?" He asked, sounding
concerned as he moved his hands from her
face to her hands and caressed them
gently. She smiled slightly and looked
down again.
"Nothing... I just had a bad dream." She
said a note higher than a whisper.
"Do you wanna talk about it? I mean you
don't have too if you don't want too." He
said. She shook her head and took a deep
breath. A small laugh and a smile came
out.
"No it's okay... You were gone--- in my
dream and that's why I was scared." She
said as she returned his gesture,
caressing his fingers and hands as well.
Tell him the whole thing. Tell him what
you *really* dreamt about. Her inner voice
continued to scream out. She pushed her
thoughts away as she reached up and hugged
him. He was a little thrown by it but
returned her hug nevertheless. He ran his
hands gently down her back, soothing her
as she clung to him.
"It must have been some dream..." he said,
causing her to shift backwards into a
sitting position.
She looked into his eyes and she saw
something there she hadn't really paid
attention to until that very moment. Maybe
it was all the events that had happened in
the last couple of days, causing her to re-
evaluate her life and the people in it.
Without thinking about what she was doing,
she leaned forward and pressed her lips to
his. She found the kiss sweet but pulled
away when he didn't return her kiss. God,
maybe he doesn't feel the same way. Does
he see the same spark that I see in him?
Probably not. Great, now I have to explain
what that was all about.
"I'm sorry, I don't know---"
Her explanation was halted by a single
finger pressed against her lips. He
lowered his hands and leaned forward
kissing her squarely on the lips. The kiss
was nice until passion took them both
over. She opened her mouth to him as he
gently pushed her back into a laying
position on the bed. She hesitated for a
moment but then went back with ease. The
kiss seemed to go on for ages and it was a
wonderful feeling.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" He
asked, breaking off their kiss and
hovering over her. She nodded, letting
this moment happen. She felt for him and
she was assuming he felt the same. Why
kiss her back? Mulder isn't like any other
guy. Why can't I accept the fact that he
may want this just as much as I do? Did I
force this on him and he's just trying to
make me happy? No, he isn't like that
either. He wants this just as much as I
do.
She jumped back to the activity in
session. Mulder was peppering kisses down
her breasts to her abdomen. His hands
inched underneath her shirt. God that
feels great. When was the last time
something like this happened? She couldn't
remember. Her hands came up to play in his
hair. Mulder had great hair. I remember
his hair the time he practically ate my
hand off. I loved his hair then. Am I
turning into a hair fetishist?
Her mind continued tossing around all
those little moments between them. She
could never forget the look on his face
when she told him she was diagnosed with
an incurable disease that could possibly
end her life at anytime. The way he held
her close and told her everything would be
seen clearly soon. Mulder stopped; causing
her to come back into focus for what was
currently happening. If she could stay
focused long enough maybe something might
happen. She mentally hissed at herself for
her lack of focus. My shirt isn't on.
Damn, was I that deep in thought? She
came up on her elbows to regard him.
"I'm sor--"
"Stop apologizing already..." She gave him
one of those dazzling 'Scully Smiles' the
kind that lit the fire in his spirit. Who
would have known? She lunged toward him.
Now, it was her turn to pepper his face
with kisses. She took the same amount of
time to appreciate his body, lifting his
shirt over his head as well. I definitely
shouldn't get lost in thought now. She
tossed his shirt to the floor as she
reached between them. He roughly flipped
her onto her back, catching her off-guard.
She looked up at him questioningly.
"No..." He simply said, interlocking their
fingers on the pillow above her head.
"Let me." He told her.
God, now I know he really wants this. She
couldn't help but smile and nod at him as
he began kissing her neck and then her
protruding breast line. Her nipples were
pressed against the fabric of her bra.
Mulder brushed his fingers across the
smooth surface causing a shiver to run
down her side. How could anyone make me
feel like I'm lost in heaven with the
simplest of touches? The next minute her
bra was gone. Lord, please stop making me
space out so I can enjoy the moment. She
ran her hands over his bare chest and
shoulders. He was beautiful. His mind was
beautiful, his soul was beautiful. A
beautiful mind she fought so hard for, for
which she tried so desperately to save.
He pulled her back to reality once more as
he ran his hands down her outer thighs to
her ankles, working his way to the inside
of her thighs. He swiftly removed her
skirt. Soon they were completely naked
before each other. He settled himself in
between her legs and they both looked at
each other with dark but loving eyes. He
positioned his erection toward her
opening. His eyes sought permission. Her
eyes granted him access and it was over.
His first thrust inside her was tight but
wonderfully exhilarating. She gasped,
trying to gain control of herself. They re-
adjusted themselves as Scully drew him
closer. She loved the closeness they
shared but she never imagined how close
they would actually get. He moved within
her and all was lost to the world. She
tightened her hold around him as they
moaned in unison. She could never forget
this, for it was the most wonderful
feeling she could have ever asked for, the
most beautiful gift to give and be given.
**
A few hours later Scully was on her side
with Mulder behind her, one arm slipped
around her waist which laid heavy on her
belly. The trees were ruffling outside and
the street lights were beaming in on their
naked bodies. Scully was pulled awake by
the sounds of the night. She got up and
gently extracted herself from his sleepy
embrace. She thought about leaving for a
moment and figured it would be the best
thing to do.
She started toward the bathroom, quietly
grabbing her discarded clothing. Careful,
not to disturb the figure she once laid
beside. She dressed in the bathroom,
zipping up her skirt and adjusting her
hair. She thought about the activity her
and Mulder had endured in earlier that
evening. Was it such a good idea after
all? To show him what she felt for him
sexually? She didn't want to ruin this new
found relationship. What would she do
without him in her life?
"Time passes in moments ... moments which,
rushing past define the path of a life
just as surely as they lead towards its
end. How rarely do we stop to examine that
path, to see the reasons why all things
happen, to consider whether the path we
take in life is our own making or simply
one into which we drift with eyes closed.
But what if we could stop, pause to take
stock of each precious moment before it
passes? Might we then see the endless
forks in the road that have shaped a life?
And, seeing those choices, choose another
path?"
She looked at the figure she had been
beside thoughtfully. She walked toward the
bed and caressed his cheek one last time
before exiting. She realized she never did
tell him what she dreamt of exactly.
The End
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