It's a day late! I know sorry! But I was just in a bad car accident on Christmas Eve. It's a miracle story, really. So we hit a puddle and then we hydroplaned.... slid, spun, spun, spun, spun, went through a wooden/electric fence you put horses in, then flew down a hill 50 yards into a muddle horse field. No horses were hurt. Back windshield shattered all over me. uhm, got pretty banged up got a bunch of bruises and hit my head pretty bad. driver's side, the side i was on, was all banged up. Oh and the miracle? We were seriously an inch (not even exagerating. I saw the tired marks) away from the telephone pole. The firemen and police said if we wouldve hit it... we wouldve all died, me, my sister, and her boyfriend. No more fanfiction from me. :( anywhoo, i'm going to the emergency room early tomorrow morning. I think i may have a concussion. My headaches, which haven't stopped, have been unbearable. I'm dizzy, nauseas, and i cant really walk for a long time, or bend down. i feel like shit basically. but i forced my self to write this. Now, I'm rambling on about my self and my pity story, blah blah blah. here's the final chapter. chapter 2.
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Scully woke up and to her surprise she was still in Mulder's arms. He had been the one tapping her on the cheek to wake up. He was on the edge of the couch, while she was tucked safely in between him and the cushions. She had her hand against his bare chest. He must've took his shirt off in the middle of the night. Under the blanket, his hand rested on her hip. Scully looked outside to get a clue as to what time it was. It was still black outside. She had no idea. All she saw besides the darkness was the falling snow.
"Mulder," She mumbled. "What time is it?"
"It's just about five in the morning." He confirmed. "It's time for you to get up. You have to be at your mother's by six."
"Looks like everyone in going to get their presents from me unwrapped this year." Her voice was low, thanks to the sleep which still had its affect lingering. "Do you want to come with me?" She asked Mulder, opening her eyes again to see his face.
"Where?"
"To my mother's for Christmas," Scully said as if it was obvious, but still soft enough for the early morning. "She'd love to see you, and I would love for you to be there."
"Scully, your brother..."
"Forget Bill. Besides, I'm sure Charlie will love you, not to mention the kids. Please Mulder," She pouted, placing her hand on his cheek.
"Fine, I guess I might as well. I don't want you driving in this weather anyways."
"Did you wanna go straight from here?" Scully asked, getting up and stretching her arms out to the side.
"Yeah, I was planning on it."
"I have to get home to get presents... and I'll have to change of course." Scully said turning around and scratching her head. It was then that she finally noticed Mulder's bare chest, taking in how attractive he was. Scully went into Mulder's bedroom. He followed her, and that caused Scully to blush as she remembered how nice and toned his upper body was.
Without saying a word, she went into his bathroom to change, while he changed in his bedroom. Within a few minutes, Mulder was knocking on the bathroom door. Scully jumped, not just in her skirt and under shirt. She opened the door, hair still a mess.
"I have to shave," Mulder said plainly as he ran a hand through his thick brown hair.
"R-right," Scully stuttered, seeing him before her in nothing but a pair of dark wash jeans. She moved aside to let him share the bathroom. Mulder moved aside in the mirror for her once she decided she was going to attempt to tame her hair. Scully thought of how ridiculous the whole moment was, sharing the bathroom mirror. She felt like they were married. Mulder must've thought the same thing too judging by his next comment.
"Scully, remind me that when we're married we'll have his and her sinks." Mulder said with a goofy grin as he began shaving his foamy jaw and neck first. He got a nervous giggle from Scully in return.
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"You ready, Mulder?" Scully asked as Mulder parked in front of the house behind Charlie's grey Chevy Impala.
"Ready as I'll ever be," Mulder answered back with a grin as he stepped out of the car. Scully unbuckled her seat belt and went to where Mulder was standing by the trunk. Mulder held the majority of the bags of presents, which were still unwrapped. Scully only carried two bags.
As they were silently walking up the snow covered path in the dim morning light, Scully stepped on slippery ice that she didn't see, and would've landed on her butt if it weren't for Mulder catching her in time. In an instant, his hand dropped the bags, and his arm curved around her waist supporting her, just before she hit the ground. His gaze held hers for a moment and their eyes smoldered into each other's for the longest time. It was hard for either of them to pull away.
"I got you," He said smoothly as he helped stand her up.
"Thanks, Mulder."
"Of course, you good?" He swept a stray hair away from her eyes and went to pick up the bags he had dropped.
"I'm alright now," She reassured with a smile and they continued the short distance they had left up the walk. Mulder now had his arm wrapped around Scully.
When Mrs. Scully opened up the door Mulder and Scully were both greeted warmly with a hug and a kiss.
"Fox, I'm so glad you could come down. All the kids are upstairs sleeping. Bill's in the kitchen. Charlie and Michelle and Tara are by the tree in the living room. Here, I'll take your coats." Mrs. Scully said, outstretching her arms for Mulder's and her daughter's coats.
"Mom' it's fine," Scully said, always wanting to be the independent one, never wanting help, even if it had to do with hanging her own coat.
"Here, I'll take it, Scully," Mulder said reaching for her coat on her back. Scully wanted to decline his help but his hands were already peeling it off. Mrs. Scully smiled warmly at how gentlemanly Mulder was towards Scully. She was sure her daughter would never be able to find a man who cared about her that much.
"Well, the only room available is your room, sweetheart... so if you two don't mind sharing that would be great." Mrs. Scully walked off into the kitchen.
"Here, you can meet Charlie," Scully said smiling as she led Mulder into the living room. They both set the presents under the tree before turning to see three tired faces looking at them from the couch.
"Charlie, Michelle... this is my partner Fox Mulder. Mulder, this is Charlie and his wife Michelle.... you already know Tara, Bill's wife." Mulder extended his arm to shake all three's hands.
"I thought I heard my li-" Bill stopped dead in his tracks and words as he was coming into the living room once he saw Mulder standing next to his little sister. "Dana, don't tell me you two are together."
"Bill!" Mrs. Scully scolded.
"What if we were Bill?" Scully said through gritted teeth, surprising Mulder along with everyone else in the small living room. Bill stammered. "Bill, just save it." She said stopping him, now a little angered, but she reminded herself that it was early and it was Christmas. "I'm going to get my stuff from Mulder's car," Scully said, walking out of the room, and then out of the door.
"I'm going to help her," Mulder said and followed quickly after.
"Are they together, Mum?" Bill asked once the door shut behind Mulder.
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The snow fell slowly outside and Mulder soon caught up to Scully who was stuck at the driver's side. Mulder had the keys so Scully was unable to get in.
"Missing something?" Mulder asked and jingled the keys in the air. Scully gave Mulder a small smile, which was still clouded by sadness. Mulder walked over to where she was standing and unlocked the door. She reached in and popped the trunk. While she did so, she shivered. "You should've put on your jacket," Mulder whispered and Scully heard. She was now at the trunk, pulling out their bags. Mulder helped.
"I'm fine. And besides I didn't want to stay in there with Bill." Mulder chuckled. "Mulder, I'm tired of what he says about you and now to your face. Not only is it rude and ignorant, it's just plain annoying. I'm sorry I forced you to come here with me."
"Maybe I want to be here with you," He said softly and wrapped a warm arm around her as he heaved his bag out of the trunk. He dropped it on the snowy driveway and put that arm around her too.
"Do you?" She said, now turned in his arms so that she could face him. Her chin was uplifted, looking him in the eye.
"Yes, Scully. I always do. You're my partner... and my best friend," Mulder smiled. 'And the one I'm in love with...' He added mentally.
"Mulder..." She trailed off and pressed her head into his chest.
"Besides... we're outside of work which means," Scully blushed at the thought of what Mulder was going to say next. "You're not going to be correcting me all the time." She breathed a sigh of relief and let out a small muffled giggle he felt against him. "So, let's go inside. Don't worry about Bill. It's Christmas. You're with your family. Those little kids are going to miss you. Have fun." Scully smiled and kissed his chest, something Mulder felt and smiled at.
Around 11:30 Mulder and Scully decided that they should both turn in for the night. When they got to Scully's bedroom from when she was a girl, they were both stumped. Right in front of them, next to a large white window, was a twin sized bed hardly big enough for the two of them. It was something Scully had forgotten about. She bit her lip.
"I'll take the floor," Mulder suggested, sitting down, taking a pillow and an afghan from the bed.
"No, Mulder. I know that floor. It's hard wood and unbearable in the winter."
"Well, you're not sleeping on the floor. I will."
"No... we'll just share the bed." Scully said, biting her lip, think that perhaps that wasn't the best thing to suggest. She had no clue how Mulder was going to react.
"Well that's going to be quite difficult now isn't it?" Scully studied the bed for a moment.
"No, see... it's against the wall. I'll just lay right next to the wall... and you can have the rest of the bed."
"Alright," He nodded, and Scully climbed onto the bed, under the red sued comforter. Mulder wrapped his arms around himself and tugged off his t-shirt. Scully eyed him in the dark, but she didn't think he would see since it was now dark in the bedroom.
"See, it won't be any different from last night." Scully said once Mulder was with her in bed, dangerously close, not touching completely.
"Except now you're wearing less," He whispered and wrapped his arms around her body. She was wearing nothing but a black lace cami, which contrasted against her creamy skin beautifully, and a pair of shorts. Scully blushed.
"I get hot at night," she mumbled, pressing her head against Mulder's bare chest. "Is this bothering you? I could always go downstairs and sleep with the kids."
"No... It's fine." Secretly, Mulder was enjoying it way too much. And Scully was too. It was the perfect excuse to lie in bed so close together. Scully giggled and Mulder tense, now self conscious. She never would've figured that she would be lying in bed, in her bedroom from when she was a teenager, with a man, even though that man was secretly the love of her life, her soul mate.
merry christmas/happy holidays. please review.
-A.