by, Allison McKenzie

Notes: You can reach me at [email protected] or [email protected]  Comments and flames are welcome. I will always answer e-mails and only will I answer flames if they spark my interest. I've added to the story. Yep, the last two chapters since it was up on this page earlier this summer. I removed it because of sexual context and edit it for the fans that wouldn't read it befor. E-mail me for the orignal. I'm going to publish a childs story, i'd like to see peoples response. Thanks for waiting for the return of this!!!

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Scully’s apartment

12 midnight

Nov. 3rd

Dana Scully pulled her legs up and sat slightly slanted in her chair, she wore a large T-shirt. She pressed the ON button on her TV remote and settled back to watch a really horrible movie. It was the type of Sci-fi flick she expected Fox Mulder to watch. Hell, he probably was.

Across the room her cellphone rang. She groaned, stood from her chair and crossed the room. One person and one person only would be calling at midnight and on her cellphone.

"What do you want Mulder?"

"How did you know it was me, Scully?"

"Mulder, I’ve worked with you for five years, come on. Anyway, who else would call me this late and on my cellphone?"

"Skinner? Linda Bowman? The Cancerman?" His voice sounded playful but Scully was hurt deeply by his remark.

"Mulder…I have nothing to do with that…that…that black lunged, Mortly smoking, son of a fucking bitch. Do you still think I’m a spy? After all we’ve been through? After they killed your father, and…..and…Missy." She finished quietly and her eyes traveled to the stain on her foyer floor. Her heart clenched and a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Scully, I…you know I didn’t…I was playing, joking. Scully, Dana…I didn’t mean it."

"Mulder how could you even joke about something like that? I mean look at all that’s happened because of that asshole! Samantha was taken, I was abducted, your father was murdered, Missy was murdered, and Emily…"

Fox Mulder’s heart froze in his chest. Emily was the one and only daughter of Dana K. Scully, and she was dead. The child hadn’t even had the proper burial. Mulder slammed his fist into the wall. How could he be such an asshole? He knew better then to bring up the Cancerman. The other end of the line was silent, he wondered briefly if she had hung up on him until he heard her muffled sob. Before he knew what he was doing her was in his car and racing over to Scully’s apartment.

Scully had sunken to the floor and had covered her mouth. Why did he make her bring up Emily? Scully fingered the small cross around her neck. Mulder had no idea how much Emily meant to her. Scully had dropped the phone to the floor and picked it up now. She had to tell him, she loved this man and she told him everything, except for this. She knew he would blame himself but it wasn’t his fault. It was that black lunged son of a bitch’s fault.

Scully had lied to Mulder about remembering anything from the time she disappeared till the time she awoke from her coma in the hospital. She didn’t want to remember, but she did. X, the Cancerman, and whole bunch of people where there. They had given her several shots of some damn glowing liquid, they had operated on her and she had watched them take her ovaries and replace them with something else. She had felt them put those damn implants in her head. And then they did one of the most horrible things they could have ever done to her.

She had watched Mulder crumble.

She had watched on some god damn wide screen TV, like a fucking movie. And all the people there had laughed at him. They had laughed at him! Like he was some FUCKING comedian! Her heart had been on the verge of snapping in half when they had sent her back to him, dying from what ever they had put in her.

She knew she was supposed to die, but she didn’t. They had made a wrong move when they had given her back to Mulder. He had given her the strength to live, by just being there. She knew deep down inside that the only reason she came back from that point of no return because of him.

"Mulder, I have something to tell you…."

Mulder was about a block from Scully’s when he heard her voice again. He didn’t want to tell her about all the things he knew. Scully never talked about Emily, and she had no idea about the truth behind Emily. Mulder never wanted to tell Scully about the horrible after affects of her cancer.

Not just the weakness, the small threat of it coming back, but that horrible, horrible fact that Scully could never find out. No man alive would want a woman who couldn’t give him a child. And unfortunately for Scully, she could never have children. And for the life of him, Mulder wanted to give her a child with all his heart.

"Mulder, I have to tell you something…." The pain in her voice rocketed him out of his Ford and up the stairs to her apartment.

Scully took several deep breaths. It would be hard, so very hard, to tell Mulder the truth. All those lies about how she was fine and how she was ‘never better’. Oh how she wished he could just read her mind.

"Mulder, I…I can’t…" Oh Missy how do I tell him? "Emily…was my…Oh Mulder I can’t have any children!" she rushed out her words and finally let the sob she was holding in be free.

The next thing she knew she was sobbing into Mulder’s shirt. It took her several seconds to muster up the strength to look at him. His eyes were filled with something she had never seen before, love. It shocked her and comforted her all at once.

"Oh Mulder, I love you."

His eyes clouded over and her looked away, "Scully I knew long before you did that you couldn’t have kids. Just another of the stupid little things I’ve kept from you."

Shock, hate, anger, and forgiveness rushed through her like waves on a beach. She was upset but something deep down inside said that she couldn’t let this tear them apart, not now.

"Mulder, I don’t want you to keep secrets from me, got it? I am mad about this, I want that to be clear. I know you keep things from me to protect me…but…….if I’m to give you my heart and my complete trust in every aspect of my life then I want you to include me in everything that you stand for." After she didn’t get an answer from him she continued, "I want you to tell me that you love me, that you trust me, that you want to fuck my brains out ok?….And I want you to mean it."

He let out a small laugh at her ‘fuck my brains out’ statement. He was truly touched by what Scully was saying. His heart was beating at an alarming rate and he wonder briefly if a man could die from too much love.

"I love you, Scully. I have nothing to give you except myself, and that could be more of a burden then anything else. I tend to throw everything I have into a relationship Scully, so I’m warning you now," He opened his arms, "This troubled man you see before you is….what you get. I trust you with my heart as I trust you with my life."

He stared at her. Her eyes held nothing back now. It was as if a bright crystal blue light had been turned on right behind her eyes, and because of that light he saw everything she felt, everything she was thinking, and how much she expressed her love for him. He smiled slightly and suddenly felt that if he didn’t hold his beloved Scully she would slip away form him, forever.

"My heart and soul belong to you…..always have…always will, now kiss me you fool before I walk away forever." A true grin broke out on his face and he bent his head. Their lips met in the simple bliss of child’s first kiss from their crush. Slowly, ever so slowly Mulder deepened the kiss.

Scully felt the response of her body to his touch. She felt the moisture pool deep down in her center, but for the first time in her life Scully had not wanted to act on the primal urges. She was content to stay in his arms for the rest of her natural and unnatural life. She felt her hands slip under the waistband on his pants and pull his shirt tails out.

As their kissing grew wilder, Scully undid the buttons of Mulder’s usual button-up. Mulder desperately wanted to feel Scully skin to skin, to see her breasts and to taste her hot wet center. He broke their kiss to pull the large shirt over Scully’s head.

He was amazed at how beautiful his partner was, sure she was no double d cup, but she looked more real than those double D’s of his video collection. Her lowered a hand and cupped the breast. ‘Oh God’ he thought, ‘She more beautiful then I ever imagined.’ He suddenly became aware that Scully had put up a mental shield between them, he couldn’t see it but he could feel it.

Scully prepared herself for the horrible rejection that awaited her. She knew that she would never be able to compete with those "women" of his video collection. ‘This is it Scully’ she thought, ‘you put your heart on the line and now your going to have to give your whole life up because you don’t meet his standards.’

"Scully…you’re the most beautiful women I’ve even seen." He whispered against the skin on her nipple before he lowered his mouth to suckle it. At first Scully didn’t even realize what he had said, but when it sunk in she had trouble holding back the sob.

He looked up and met her eyes. She was holding back tears…of what? Anger? Pain? Joy? Oh god did he hope it was joy. He saw it then, the truth flying in the depths of her blue eyes. He kissed her then…not savagely, not hungrily, but lovingly. The way a husband kisses his wife when he marries her.

Scully let her hands roam over his body and the traced little circles down his back and then they slipped under the waistband of his slacks to cup his ass. She gave little squeezes and traced more circles. The whole time Mulder was dropping butterfly kisses all around her neck and collarbone.

Scully soon found herself at the base of Mulder’s sex. She circled it with her hand and squeezed slightly, making Mulder gasp her name. She could feel him throbbing in her hand and found her heart rate matching that pace.

Mulder had made his way all the way down to the small nest of hairs at Scully sex and kissed his way through it. His tongue flick at her clit and Scully almost went over that cliff. He then lowered his mouth on to her and began to eat her sweet center. She tasted just a he had imagined, like candy and sunshine.

"Mulder…oh, Mulder" Scully moaned in a primal sort of way and Mulder suddenly found he couldn’t stand not being inside her any longer. He could tell Scully felt the same because she expressed it through her moans.

Scully whimpered when she felt Mulder’s mouth leave her but quickly forgot about that as he kissed her deeply again. With quick fingers Scully undid the button and fly of his jeans. She slid the jeans and his boxers off in one fluid motion. She looked at him then.

"Protection?" he asked. Scully had always practiced safe sex, even fi she hadn’t gotten laid in a few years. She stood from the floor and pulled him to his feet. She walked over to a table and start rummaging through her purse. She pulled out a small blue package.

"Blue?" he asked quirking an eyebrow at her.

"Hey. It was a box of Latex condoms. How could I know the company had a sense of humor?" she smiled up at him and he took the little package and kisses her deeply.

Just as Scully was about to open the condom she heard a sound. It took her about 30 seconds to realize that it was her cellphone ringing.

"Fuck"

"I was about to help you do that. My cellphone or yours?"

"Mine, Mulder."

She walked back to where she and Mulder had left their phones. She picked it up and flipped it open. Whoever interrupted Mulder and her better have a good reason or she just might kill them.

"Scully."

"Agent Scully this is Skinner."

"Sir?" Mulder looked up at her from across the room. His eyebrows raised, reaching for his boxers. Scully, feeling somewhat embarrassed by talking to the AD while being naked, reached for Mulder’s shirt.

"Do you know where Mulder is, Scully?" she looked across the room at Mulders back and mumbled something.

"What?"

"He is at my apartment sir. Why, may I ask, do you want to know where Mulder is sir?"

Mulder was flipping through Scully’s CD collection and was surprised to find that she had quite a few country CDs. He pulled out the Meredith Brooks CD. He opened the CD player and popped the CD in. He jumped it to the eighth song. A sad love song slowly filled the apartment, and Mulder smiled.

What would happen if we kissed?

Would your tongue slip past my lips?

Would you run away?

Would you stay?

Or would I melt into you?

Mouth to mouth

If we kissed…

Scully watched Mulder as he put on the song and crossed the room to stand in front of her. She had always thought of this as their theme song.

"Agent Scully, you and Agent Mulder are in some deep shit. Linda Bowman, as you know was in a coma in St. Paul’s hospital. She had little chance to survive and an even smaller one that she would ever wake from it. -"

"Had, sir?"

"Yes Agent Scully, your life is in danger. Bowman woke from her coma and *somehow* escaped from the hospital. I believe she may try to get some revenge on you or Agent Mulder. I want the two of you to go someplace. Don’t tell anyone where you’re going and keep your cellphones on you at all times got it? I will call you when she has been captured or killed."

Scully looked up at Mulder and she saw the confusion in his eyes, "How will we know it you sir?"

"I’ll start each conversation with an X-File case number. Now go and be careful. I don’t want anything to happen to my top agents, got it?"

"Yes sir. Goodnight sir."

"Goodnight agent Scully."

She hung up the phone and looked at Mulder. It was hard to tell who was in more danger, him or her. Scully sighed and reached for her underwear.

"What’s up?" he asked, quizzically.

"Bowman’s escaped." She dashed into the bedroom and threw a few things in a bag, dispensing with her normal neatness. She quickly put on some shorts and grabbed a large T-shirt, that was once her brothers, and walked back out to the living room to find Mulder half dressed.

"Here." She said handing him the large T-shirt. "Come on Mulder. We’ve got to hide you. We have no idea where she is or what she wants from us."

The two of them raced down the stairs and got into his car. Mulder just drove. Neither of them knew where to go or where they were headed just that they had to get out of there.

When they were a distance from her apartment, Scully sighed and looked at Mulder.

"Where are we going to go?" she asked.

"I know a place. Only 4 people know about it. We’ll be safe there."

"Who are the other 3 people Mulder? Wait let me guess; Langly, Beyers, and Frohike."

All he did was nod.

************

A shack, somewhere in the woods.

11:43pm

Nov. 3rd

I will remember you,

Will you remember me?

Don’t let your love pass you by,

Don’t let your life pass you by,

We’ve got all of memories.

I will remember you,

Will you remember me?

Don’t your live pass you by,

Don’t let your love pass me by,

We’ve got all of the memories…

They had stopped infront of the shack about a half an hour ago. Outside the shack looked smaller then it was. It had a small table, two chairs and a small couch. The shack had a small cooler and a radio, which now played music from the only station it could receive. It was dark out and Scully had a small fire going in the tiny space heater.

"It’ll be a nice walk in the woods Scully." Mulder remarked from the chair he was sitting in.

"Last time you said that I ended up in a quarantine. Which one of us is going to sleep first?"

Mulder just smiled at her, "Scully, who said we were going to sleep?"

"Mulder…"

He stood and walked over to the little couch she was sitting on. He sat next to her and kissed her softly. She hesitated in kissing back and even though it was a split second hesitation, he sensed it. He pulled back and cocked and eyebrow at her quizzically.

"Mulder one of us needs to keep watch and as much as I would like to make love to you we need to live long enough to enjoy it."

"I’ll keep watch first Scully, you know I don’t sleep much anyway." He brushed some hair out of her face and she smiled at him. A new song started playing on the radio and Mulder stood offering her his hand just the way he did when they had taken ‘The Great Mutato’ to the Cher concert. She smiled and took the out-stretched hand. He pulled her close and she smiled up at him.

Love…My love,

I regret the day you went away,

I was beyond to understand,

To when I would realize my mistake.

Where are you now?

Now that I’m ready to,

Love you the way to loved me then…

Where are you now?

Do you still think of my

Or does your heart belong to someone else…

Love…oh my love…

I wonder sometimes were you just a dream?

I sat in the dark,

Wondering if our paths,

Would ever cross again…

Scully rested her head on his shoulder and he breathed in the smell of her hair. The condom in his pocket felt like a ton of bricks. He was upset that Scully and him had been interrupted, but he also knew that if they hadn’t one of them might regret doing it and he didn’t want that to happen. When he made love to the women he loves for the first time he wants it to be special, not just a Friday night fuck.

****

Somewhere in the woods

Just after dawn

Nov. 6th

Scully looked at her surroundings. She needed wood and she needed it dry, unfortunately it had rained last night.

"Water, water, everywhere and not a drop to drink." she quoted to herself. She had left this morning while Mulder was sleeping to get some wood for the furnace. Last night it had gotten cold and since the sun was not out today she suspected it would get colder tonight. While she walked she talked to herself so she wouldn’t get too spooked by her surroundings.

"Why am I so afraid to let him love me? We’ve been through so much and I know he love’s me more then anything. God I know that because he gave Samantha up for me that cold night on the bridge. Even though we found out it wasn’t her later it was still hard for him because we didn’t know it wasn’t her. Oh Missy, I wish you where he-"

A loud bang, sounding something like a gun going off, interrupted her thoughts. Without even thinking she was running back to the shack. As she came upon it she heard yelling inside and she could see shapes moving around in side. She burst in the front door and pointed her gun from Linda, who was laying on the floor from a bullet wound in her leg, to Mulder pointing a gun at her.

Scully’s first impulse was to go to Mulder, but remembering Linda’s strange ability she stopped.

"Shoot her Scully!" the standing one, said.

"Which one of you is real? Mulder tell me something only you and I would know." Mulder looked confused and pointed his gun at Scully. Then suddenly what appeared to be Linda said something only Mulder would know.

"What would happen if we kissed? Would your tongue slip past my lips? Would you run away? Would you stay? Or would I melt into you? Mouth to mouth. If we kissed" This being all that Scully needed as proof she swung her gun at what appeared to be Mulder and shot him in the head.

End of part 1