Somewhere Only We Know

Rating: Changed to M for this chapter.

Summary: "This could be the end of everything, so why don't we go somewhere only we know?" [MSR]

Disclaimer: I own not a one of these hellasexy characters.

A/N: Here's chapter 15 as I promised. Just to let you guys know, the rating has changed for the end of this chapter. I'll admit, it was a bit awkward writing that scene, but I did it for Andrea! hahahaha not gonna lie, I had fun writing it. It was a new experience. Sorry for any grammar mistakes. I reread this at least 3 times! Review and enjoy!

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It was just about time for everyone to head for the church. Scully had volunteered to stay with the groomsmen and ride with them to the church just incase one of them managed to pop a button or break a zipper. As everyone started to get into their cars and drive away, Mulder stepped onto the porch to watch everyone leave. It was a beautiful day to get married and he was happy for Scully's brother, who stepped out from the house behind Mulder slowly.

"You know... my sister will probably join the FBI instead of pursuing a career in medicine, and if that's what makes her happy, then I'm happy. All I ask is that you protect her." Mulder turned around slowly and saw that Bill was now standing next to him, his hands on the wooden railing of the porch.

"If it's all the same to you, I really didn't see that coming." The two men looked at each other and Mulder nodded quickly, then held out his hand for Bill to shake. "You have my word. I'll never let her out of my sight." The two men shook hands and gave each other a nod.

"Is this what it looks like? My brother and my boyfriend actually getting along?"

Bill and Mulder both turned at the same time to see Scully standing in the doorway. Mulder had to remember to breathe as his hand left Bill's. She was beautiful in her strapless navy blue bridesmaid's dress with a jacket, to protect her from the cold just until they got to the church. It was a sweetheart cut top and was made out of soft material that hugged every one of Scully's curves. The dress reached the floor and swayed with every move she made. Her hair was softly curled and pinned up just right, with soft curls falling to frame her face. Her makeup was done to perfection. Everything about her was perfect.

Bill smiled and walked up to her first, offering out his hands for her to take. She accepted and leaned into the kiss he placed on her cheek.

"You look great, Danes."

"You don't look so bad yourself." He laughed and pulled her into a hug, then left her and Mulder alone on the porch. When the door was closed, Mulder walked up to her slowly. She smiled when he was close enough to pull him into her arms and give him a hug. "Making friends," she asked happily, pulling away from him just long enough to see his expression. She laughed and pressed her lips to his in a deep kiss. "Wow. I must say..." She looked him up and down. He followed her line of sight and realized she was checking him out in his tux. "You look handsome."

"And you look gorgeous." She could feel her cheeks heat up as a blush spread across her face. She thanked him shyly and grabbed his hand to pull him away from the porch railing. She smoothed her dress down before taking a seat on the padded porch swing and pulling Mulder down with her. They sat there and gently swung while they waited for the rest of the groomsmen to get dressed.

"What are your views on marriage?" It was a simple question. A question that took him longer than she'd expect to answer.

"Well... I think that marriage suites some people better than others." She nodded her head. "Like your brother for instance... look how happy he is."

"I'll admit... it's a little strange to see my brother get married... but I see your point." She grew silent again and Mulder reached down to grab her hand.

"Now... if you meant to ask what I think about you and I getting married... then..." She smiled to herself and looked away from him for only a second. He squeezed her hand to grab her attention again, and when he did, she was looking straight into his eyes. "I think it would do us well," he answered honestly.

"You really believe that," she asked, a smile slowly starting to form.

"I really do." He brought their clasped hands to his lips and pressed a gentle kiss to the back of her hand, all while keeping his eyes on hers.

–

Scully and all the groomsmen showed up just in time for pictures. Tara was hidden away in a back room with her mother, Mrs. Scully, and her maid of honor, along with other bridesmaids who were just as anxious for the wedding to begin. Most of the guests had arrived, with the exception of a few stragglers who hurried into the church to get a good seat. The photographer was at work once all the groomsmen met up with Bill on the steps of the church, giving high-fives and hugs to the soon-to-be married Bill Scully. Mulder and Scully stood back, near the bottom of the steps and watched everyone take pictures.

"So I guess it's almost time for you to leave me, huh?"

"Almost." He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer to keep her warm. "I have you sitting next to a few distant cousins on the fourth row... so I can keep an eye on you," she warned playfully. "I'll warn you now... they may be a little talkative, but it's nothing you can't handle."

"Can't wait." She laughed and suddenly straightened up when her mother came through the doors, peering over the top step of the church, in search of her daughter.

"Dana, honey. It's almost time." Scully nodded at her mother and broke away from Mulder so she could come to stand in front of him. She ran her eyes over his tux one last time, fixing his tie before smoothing out the lapels and sleeves of his jacket. She patted his shoulders and let her hands rest there.

"I promise as soon as all the pictures are done, I'll be back at your side. Just try to fend off any annoying relatives until then." He laughed and pulled her in for a quick kiss, which Bill spotted and quickly had the photographer take a picture of. Neither Mulder or Scully noticed the flash that went off behind them. When their kiss was over, she smiled at him and leaned up on her toes to press one last kiss to his cheek before running up the steps, hugging her brother one last time and going into the church to meet her mother. The groomsmen followed Scully into the church, leaving just Bill and Mulder outside.

Mulder made his way up the steps and came to stand with Bill.

"Nervous," he asked Scully's brother, who kept adjusting his own tie.

"Extremely." The two of them stood in silence, staring up at the church.

"Well... I'll see you inside," Mulder patted him cautiously on the back and Bill nodded with a small smile, letting out a huge sigh after Mulder left.

Stepping inside of the church, he was met by all the groomsmen and bridesmaids, who were lining up with their respectful partners to walk down the isle. Scully was third to last in the line, right before Melissa and the maid of honor. Mulder gave her a small smile before stepping inside the actual church and finding his empty seat in the fourth row. He quickly made his way there, trying not to cause too much of a scene being that the church was nearly packed with relatives from both sides of the family.

"Oh, this must be the man Dana was telling us about," whispered an older lady to his right.

"Is that her husband," the man sitting to his left asked someone else down the row.

"I didn't know Dana was married," exclaimed someone who overheard the man to Mulder's left.

"No, no. That's just her date," explained the lady to his right.

Finally, Mulder turned to her and held out his hand.

"I don't believe we've met. My name is Mulder." The older woman smiled, color rising to her cheeks, and accepted Mulder's hand gently.

"I'm Dana's aunt." They shook hands. "Irene." A moment of awkward silence passed between them. "I must say, it's so finally nice to meet you. Maggie told me all about you."

"Only nice things, I hope," Mulder said back politely, silently praying for the wedding to begin so the awkward conversation could end. And on cue, soft piano rifts filled the church while Bill took his place near the altar and the two doors in the back opened with a loud creaking noise. Mulder watched as the bridesmaids walked down the isle, with their arm looped through one of Bill's groomsmen.

After four couples walked down the isle, he was met by a pair of bright blue eyes he recognized as Scully's. She was walking slowly down the isle with one of Bill's best friends, her arm looped through his and a small bouquet of flowers in her left hand. They stopped in front of the row Mulder sat in to take a few pictures and finally, she took her place at the altar, with a big smile on her face. Melissa followed her, then the maid of honor, and finally, Tara had come into view in the back of the church.

Everyone who was sitting had rose to their feet to honor the bride as she walked down the isle gracefully with her father. It took her only a few seconds to reach the altar where Bill and the rest of the wedding party stood, but Mulder knew it must have felt like hours for Tara. After a short prayer was said, they were all asked to be seated again.

The ceremony took about as long as expected and when it finally came time to announce Bill and Tara as husband and wife, Mulder spotted a few tears streaming down Scully's face, which were quickly wiped away.

–

Once the newly married couple had kissed and took their walk down the isle, the wedding party followed, and the guests began to follow. Mulder waited for everyone to leave before getting up and being one of the last guests out of the church. By the time he had made it out, Scully was still posing for pictures with her brother and Tara, all of her family, her mother and father with Bill and Tara, and the combinations were endless. He could tell she was trying to get away from all the pictures, but someone always managed to pull her back into a group photo.

She had finally managed to sneak off and found Mulder in the small garden on the side of the church, where he sat on a bench throwing tiny rocks into a small pond. She snuck up behind him and wrapped her arms around him, then pressed a kiss to his cheek.

"I think the photographer has a thing for you," he teased. "I bet you're in every picture."

"Oh shut up." She giggled in his ear and motioned for him to move over so she could have a seat on the bench. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. "My brother is finally married. I thought I'd never see the day," she joked.

"So Melissa's next?" Scully laughed out loud.

"I have a better chance of getting married next rather than Melissa." It came out as a joke, but Mulder only pulled her closer.

"Yeah... maybe you do."

–

The two of them headed to the reception, which was held in the nicest hotel Mulder had ever seen. The banquet room was dimly lit, with tables pushed everywhere around the dance floor. They were covered in a pearl, eloquent cloth. A small candle floating in water, with rose petals scattered about the table served as the decorations. There was one long table set up for Tara, Bill, all four parents, the maid of honor, and the best man.

Scully and Mulder walked into the room hand in hand, dodging chatty family members, and quickly found their table. They were seated with Melissa and her date, along with another couple.

"Mom did a good job with all the decorations," Melissa observed, talking to her younger sister, who agreed eagerly then turned to her own date.

"Having fun," she asked in a low voice while they waited for her brother and Tara to make their entrance.

"A blast," he answered, reaching down for her hand.

But before he could say another word, the loudspeaker cut him off and the announcer had asked everyone to congratulate the newly married couple as they walked into the room, arm in arm.

The first half of the reception, which included the speeches, the dinner, and the first dance all seemed to fly by, and before he knew it, he was being egged onto the dance floor by Melissa, who insisted him and Scully dance together. He obliged happily, standing up from his seat and offering Scully his hand. She accepted it with a smile and let him guide her to the dance floor, where a number of couples had found their way to dance, also.

It was a slow, familiar song, and Mulder held up their clasped hands while he placed his free hand against her lower back, pushing her closer to him. They swayed around slowly, completely silent, just looking up at each other as the song played around them.

"Do you have any idea how many people are probably staring at us right now," she finally asked, resting her head against his chest as they continued to sway to the music.

"Do you have any idea how much I care," he asked back, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of her head. When the song finally ended, everyone clapped and they broke apart slowly, then made their way across the dance floor to the open bar, where they each accepted a mixed drink. Before they could make it back to their table though, they were stopped by an older man.

"Dana? Is that you, honey?"

"Uncle Fred! Oh my God!" With the mixed drink still in her hand, she wrapped her arms around her uncle and patted his back. "Long time no see!"

"Talk about. The last time I saw you, you weren't even old enough to buy alcohol, much less drink it." The two of them laughed. "And who's this young man you're with tonight," he asked, pointing to Mulder, who stood protectively behind her.

"Uncle Fred, this is my-"

"Boyfriend," Mulder answered for her, offering up his hand for a shake. "Mulder."

"Fred Scully. Nice to meet you, Mulder."

"Like wise, Mr. Scully."

"Oh no. Fred will do just fine," he said before taking a sip of beer. "So... are you two walking down the isle next, or has Melissa finally settled down?"

"Oh, I don't know," Scully said laughing, leaning into Mulder's side and sipping on her drink as well.

"Come on. You've graduated medical school, you've started your career, and now you have this nice fellow who's... I'm sorry, son. Forgive me. What do you do for a living?"

"I'm an agent with the Federal Bureau of Investigation, sir."

"Hot dog! FBI, you say?" He turned to his niece. "Dana, come on. Good lookin' and on a government paycheck? Why pass that up."

"Uncle Fred!" Scully yelled, slapping his arm playfully.

"Son, you see this girl right here," he asked Mulder, leaning in closer so Mulder could hear him better. "She's the brightest, most loyal girl I have ever known. You won't find a better wife, I promise you that."

"Okay! Nice seeing you too, Uncle Fred," Scully yelled over the music, then laughed, and pressed a kiss to her uncle's cheek.

"Seriously, though. It was nice seeing you, Dana. And Mulder!" Fred stuck his hand out again. "Nice to meet you, son. Now you kids have fun."

–

The night had progressed smoothly. They danced, they laughed, they ate, and drank their hearts out. At the end of the night, Tara and Bill presented the wedding party with one last gift; rooms in the hotel for one night to avoid driving after everyone had been drinking.

Scully had accepted the key card from her brother, then gave him and Tara a hug, and went back to Mulder.

"We've got a room on the tenth floor. It overlooks the city and has a balcony." She looked down at the key card and smiled. "Race you to the elevator?"

"But- we're staying here? I didn't pack any clothes."

"It was supposed to be a surprise, but my mom warned me before we left so I could pack. I packed some for you, as well." Mulder smiled and grabbed her hand, then led her out of the banquet room and to the elevators. The ride up to the tenth floor took a few seconds, but when they finally found their room, the wait was worth it. It was a suite, complete with a king sized bed, a large living area, with wide glass doors that led to the balcony outside.

Scully wasted no time and headed straight for the balcony, sliding open the glass doors and stepping outside into the cool night air. Mulder followed and wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his head on her shoulder.

"It's so beautiful," she whispered, looking out into the busy city scene. Mulder looked sideways, completely stunned by her.

"Very," he agreed, never taking his eyes away from her.

–

He had agreed to go down to the car to get their bags. When he had brought them back up to their room, she had taken out her old college shirt and a pair of black yoga shorts that left nothing to the imagination. When she had stepped out of the bathroom, she noticed he had changed as well into a pair of basketball shorts and an old FBI shirt.

They snuck back down to the first floor of the hotel, where they found their way to the indoor swimming pool that had been left unlocked. It was a spacious room, with the wall in front of them made entirely of glass. The lights were dimmed down and the only noise was the humming of the heater that kept the water at a warm temperature.

Scully left his side, walking towards the edge of the pool and looking back with a seductive look. She felt light headed from the alcohol, but knew exactly what she was doing. Her fingers reached the edge of her shirt and lifted it slightly to give Mulder a good view of her toned, flat stomach. He kept his eyes on her's though, refusing to get distracted now. He could tell she was a little tipsy from the alcohol, but found her even more adorable than ever. He slowly walked up to her and pointed to the glass wall behind them.

"You really think that's a good idea? Taking off clothes for all of the city to see?"

"Well they wouldn't see if we were in the pool, now would they?" Her words came out slurred, just a little, and Mulder just smiled.

"I guess there's only one way to find out." And with that, gently pushed her until she lost her balance and let out a small scream before falling backwards into the pool. She came back up to the surface in seconds and wiped the water from her eyes.

"Fox William Mulder." He laughed and leaned over the edge of the pool, holding out his hand to help her out of the water.

"I'm sorry. Let me help you out." But before he could draw his hand back, she had gotten a tight grip and pulled him into the water along with her. He splashed upon entering the water, causing Scully to laugh and swim for the edge of the pool, knowing she would get it when he resurfaced.

When he popped up from the water, his hair had clung to his forehead, which he smoothed back. He looked around and saw her with her back against the wall of pool, just where her feet could reach the bottom. When he made it in front of her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs went around his waist in no time. He moved them into deeper water, where he could stand perfectly but she couldn't even reach.

When he pressed her body up against the wall of the pool, she moaned softly into his ear and he lost all control. Reaching between them, he gripped the bottom of her wet shirt and pulled it over her head, then threw it behind her, hitting the floor with a 'splat'. His shirt was next to go, joining her shirt on the floor behind them. She sighed when their bare chests met in the warm water. He lifted her higher so he could press his lips against her neck. She arched her back against the edge of the pool and ran her hands down his toned chest, enjoying the way his muscles contracted every time she passed her hands over them.

His hand found his way into her hair, which had fallen from being pinned up. He softly pulled her head back just until to kiss his way down her neck, until he made it to her heaving chest, where he pressed his lips just above her racing heart. With alcohol still in both of their systems, the kisses were more heated and sloppy, but more passionate than ones they had ever shared before.

"Here," she breathed out, her lips brushing against his before he crushed them with another heated kiss. His tongue came out to trace her bottom lip and she took the opportunity to bring her upper lip down, sucking his tongue gently into her mouth spontaneously. His hand untangled itself from her hair and gripped the edge of the pool, while his other hand slid down her side to the bottom of her thigh, where he lifted her again and pulled her closer to his body. His hand inched up her thigh, causing her to tense in anticipation. She released his tongue upon feeling his hardness through both of their shorts, which were quickly removed and left to float in the pool.

"We probably shouldn't be doing this," she whispered before pressing her lips to his neck, trailing her tongue down to his collar hands finally found her breasts, which were pressed against his chest all the while. She sighed against his skin and her warm breath made his eyes roll to the back of his head. He squeezed her breasts gently, taking his time admiring how perfect they were in every way. She threw her head back against the edge of the pool, but she snapped back up the second she felt him position himself between her legs. Everything was spinning, everything was blur, except for Mulder's body pressed against hers and the way he was making her feel.

"Will we regret this in the morning," he asked, poised and ready to slide into her. Her hands gripped his shoulders and her lips found their way to his. She ran her tongue over his lip before pushing it past and into his mouth, playing with his own tongue and exploring every crevice of his mouth. His hand tangled itself in her hair once more before he pushed into her, causing her to softly cry into his mouth. Her nails scratched at his skin and she dug her fingers into his shoulder as he pushed deeper and deeper inside of her. He lifted her up into his arms, watching the emotions play out across her face. He cupped her cheek and caressed her soft skin with thumb, truly amazed at this woman.

Suddenly, he switched them around and pressed his back against the wall of the pool. She clung to him and moaned as he changed the speed and angle of his thrusts. Her hands were everywhere on him, his shoulders, his back, his chest, and finally found their way to the edge of the pool for support. She opened her eyes for a second, coming to see her reflection in the glass wall behind them, that overlooked the city and all the traffic. She saw herself all over Mulder and moaned again when his hands gripped her hips to move her up and down against him.

She brought her lips to his ear and traced it with her tongue slowly, before whispering his name. His grip tightened on her hips and she knew she'd have bruises in the morning, but she didn't care. All the soft noises she was making, crying into his ear, sighing against his neck, moaning against his lips, he couldn't take anymore.

"Dana," he whispered, pulling her back just enough to press his forehead against his hers. She licked her lips and quickened the pace he had set, feeling her abdomen tighten in anticipation. One of her hands left the edge of the pool to run her fingers through his hair.

"Harder," she cried, and he happily obliged. The water around them splashed against the walls and toppled over the edge of the pool. "Oh, God. Don't," she sighed. "Stop," she breathed out, unable to form complete sentences.

"I can't," Mulder called out, pushing into with everything he had. He could feel her tighten and clench around him, then shake in his arms. Her head fell to his shoulder and she chanted soft words of love into his ear. Her release triggered his and soon, his pace was less frantic and more gentle. She was panting against his ear, her hot breath causing him to shiver even more as he thrust one last time into her.

They held each other for a few moments until Scully reached out and grabbed their soaking shirts. She bit her bottom lip nervously and finally giggled when Mulder yanked the shirts from her hand and threw them back down. He pressed kisses everywhere his lips could reach and she sighed happily.

"We should probably get out of here before someone catches us."

"Yeah, I could use a hot shower," Mulder agreed, reluctantly letting Scully climb out of the pool and pull her soaked shirt over her head. It stopped just above her thighs and Mulder enjoyed the view before swimming to the middle of the pool to grab their shorts. He slipped his on quickly before climbing out of the pool and ringing out her shorts for her. She quickly slipped hers on too and together, they snuck out of the pool room and back to the elevators, where they frantically pushed the buttons as more guests were leaving the reception.

A/N: Again, so sorry if there are any grammar mistakes. It's 1:35 in the morning and I've been writing for almost five hours, at least. I hope you guys liked it and chapter 16 should be up in a couple of days! Thanks for reading and reviewing everyone! 3 you!