She was beautiful, he could think of no other way to express
it. She sat on the blanket her dark blue sun dress a brilliant
offset to the deep green of the grass. Mulder watched her smile
at him.
That smile always gave him a warm comfotable shiver up his
spine.It wasn't often Scully smiled, really smiled, lips wide
and bright white teeth. Once more Mulder felt that delirious
shiver of happiness. Grinning he sat down on the blanket and
began unpacking lunch.
The 3 last years had been rough on booth of them. When the
X-Files had been closed Mulder began to struggle. The two most
important things in his life had been ripped away. Dana and his
faith.
Mulder never needed a religion. From the time he was 12 he
KNEW what be believed! Mulder had conviction and determination
that would rival and humble the most devote religious fanatic.
It was a simple belief wrapped in deep dark secret and mystery.
It was every bit as intangible as God. Mulder wanted to believe!
He needed to believe.
It was all Mulder really cared about. Deep down, hidden away
from the light in Mulder's soul was a quest for his sister, a
never ending quest and Mulder had dedicated his life to believi-
ng.
He had relationships in the past. They were thin and flimsy,
almost like following a script. They never lasted and really
never seemed to worthwhile. It always hurt in the end.
Relationships seemed to have a built in inevatabilty about them.
Domed to failure? Mulder was sure until he met Scully.
She was his babysitter. She was there to keep an eye on
"Spooky" Mulder and Mulder resented it. He didn't need or want a
"partner". He knew she would be a millstone around his neck.
Over the course of their adventures together something built
between he and Scully. It was deeper then friendship and more
than trust, maybe it was respect? Mulder wasn't sure. But he
valued what they had more then life and when it was taken away.
What could he say, he had no proof of aliens and the only person
in the world that meant something to him was gone.
Life was hurting pretty bad at that point. Mulder was stagg-
ering. He turned off from the world outside him and got
depressed. Then one day in his "office" the picture of Samantha
he kept on his desk was turned down. He went to meet Scully.
He was too far gone to appreciate her effort. She tried to
bring him out into the light. Deep inside he wanted to rant at
her!! Explain that the hiding undercover crap was to protect
her...Mulder no longer cared about himself. Then just as she was
ready to leave and Mulder slumped against a post she ruffled his
hair. Something changed, Mulder felt something happen inside him.
He knew that he loved her. It was simple and stunning.
She came looking for him and found him in Puerto Rico when he
had run off in search of proof. She backed him and supported
him, she came to save him. She wasn't ordered, she wanted to help
him. It counted, more then she ever would know, it counted to
Mulder.
It was very simple, he needed her! He leaned over, "I love
you Dana Scully", and kissed those ruby lips, his heart began
rushing as it always did when he touched her.
"Mulder...Mulder", Scully punched him on the arm again. Mulder
shook his head and started. "Huh, What?!"
"Are you going to put in the other movie or shall we watch the
lovely static from a blank tape?" Scully jabbed at her partner,
a faint smile playing at the edges of her mouth as she waited
for Mulder to jab back.
"Sorry Scully", A full smile on his face,"here I'll put the
other tape in; but I have to tell you, 'Sleepless in Seattle'
is a real bad followup to 'Humanoids From The Deep."
As he busied himself with the VCR Dana stared at his back.
"Mulder, what were you thinking about? I don't think I have ever
seen you with that lrge smile on your face."
"It was just a little daydream, swee-..Da-..Scully." Mulder
couldn't clear the smile from his face. So he just looked at the
VCR for awhile longer...
The End
