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Summary: Mulder makes the most important speech of his life...Spoilers: none...Rating: G, story, fluff fluff fluff fluff fluff
Tongue Tied (1/1)by Sheryl Martin
"Scully, I think we need to talk..." Mulder loosened his dark red tie, rolling up the sleeves of his light blue shirt. "I want you to know..."
He paused, a confused look crossing his face.
"Damn..." Turning away from his reflection in the full-length mirror he paced the length of the living room, tugging the rest of the tie off.
"Dana..." Pursing his lips he shook his head at the doppleganger again. Striding across the room into the bedroom he emerged a few minutes later with a black tie, the red squares crisscrossing down the front. Pulling it around his collar he worked on the knot staring at the mirror.
"I want you to know how important and special you are to me..." Letting out a groan, he closed his eyes as if in pain.
Stripping the tie out from under the shirt he ducked into the bedroom again, hastily unbuttoning the shirt.
A scant few minutes later he walked back out, the grey tshirt hanging loose over his well worn jeans.
"Scully, I think...
"Scully, I want you to..."
"Dana... I've felt this way about you..."
"Arrgh!!!" With a shout he kicked the basketball lying in the middle of the room, sending it bouncing against the wall and back at him with equal strength; slamming into his stomach.
Plopping down onto the couch Mulder winced, rubbing his ribs slowly. Letting out a deep sigh, he grimaced at the reflection across the room.
"What the hell are you looking at?" He growled.
Suddenly he froze.
Footsteps in the hall.
Taking a deep breath he waited for the knock.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
It wasn't her.
"Scully..." Propelling himself up again to stand in front of the mirror, Mulder addressed his double in a bold brave voice; hands stuffed in his pockets.
"I want to pick up where we left off in the hallway. I..." A sharp intake of breath. "I care for you more than anyone, anything else in the world. I want you to know that."
A slight smile touched his lips. "I... love you, Special Agent Dana Scully..."
Tilting his head to one side, he measured the reflection's response. The smug expression disappeared as he began to fumble with the shirt.
"Maybe I should have kept the tie..." He mumbled, frowning as he fingered the worn material.
A knock at the door.
He froze.
"Mulder?" The soft voice was barely muffled by the door. "Mulder?"
Standing up as straight as he could, he walked to the door and opened it.
"Scully..." His mouth went dry as she stepped inside; hanging her coat up on the rack as if she did it every day.
"Yes, Mulder?" Turning towards him she smiled. "Yes?"
He stared at her.
"Yes?"
He blinked.
"Mulder?"
Then she rose up on her tiptoes and touched her lips to his; but only for a second.
He blinked again as she settled down on her feet; her arms wrapped around his waist as she waited for him.
"You have the thinnest walls in the world, Mulder." Scully smiled again.
"Ah..."
"Shut up and kiss me, Mulder."
"..."
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the end...