Dumnezeu permite razbunare (13/30)
by Bonkersfm
     
E-MAIL: bonkersfm@yahoo.com
CLASSIFICATION: MSR casefile
SUMMARY: When Mulder starts profiling again, Scully 
mysteriously disappears. When she is discovered it's a race 
against time to unravel the events that have taken place, to save 
the lives of others and salvage a relationship in the balance.
RATING: NC-17 
SPOILERS: IWTB
ARCHIVE: Yes  just e-mail me please
DISCLAIMERS: Not mine and making no money


Chapter 13

He had left her in the bathroom to 
finish up and get dressed, leaving a 
pair of novelty boxers and a T-shirt 
for her to change into. Before she 
went out to him, she quickly wipe 
her eyes with mascara, cussing 
herself for being concerned about 
such things considering the night 
she'd had. But it was important to 
her that she put on a brave front 
for Mulder, knowing that he blamed 
himself for not getting to her 
sooner. She left the bathroom, 
finding him sitting in front of the 
TV, watching a group of twenty 
something's playing a parodic game 
of football.

"Friends Mulder?" She dropped 
herself down next to him, curling 
her legs underneath it.  "I didn't 
think this would be your bag."

"Oh it's not..." He did his best 
mock leer at her now. "But I love 
Courtney Cox." His serious face 
cracked into a smile. "I watch 
this..." He faced the screen now. 
"When I don't want to think. When 
I've had a bad day." He rubbed her 
thigh with his left hand, staring at 
the screen. She looked at him 
intently.

"Wow." She breathed, not taking her 
eyes off him. "You're such a good 
guy Mulder." She this said almost to 
herself, then wished she had for 
how absurd it sounded. He half 
laughed, turning to face her.

"What?" He laughed, before matching 
her serious expression. "What do you 
mean?" 

"I mean." And suddenly she didn't 
want to continue. If he was 
laughing, it wasn't a good thing.  

"You know what Mulder, it doesn't 
matter. I'm really grateful for 
this, I'm gonna go to bed. I'll see 
you tomorrow." She put a hand 
through his hair quickly, loving how 
he turned his head, making the most 
of the contact. They hardly ever 
touched each other, so any 
opportunity had to be savoured. She 
got up and padded into the bedroom, 
not fully closing the door behind 
her. 

xxx

"Scully?" Mulder banged on the 
door, opening it before waiting for 
a response. "Scully you've been in 
here for an hour. Are you okay?"

She instinctively drew her knees to 
hide the marks on her body. He knelt 
at the side of the tub, putting his 
hand in the water. "God Scully the 
water's cold. "

"I must have dozed off." She said.

"In the tub?" He laughed. "Come on 
Scully, I'm getting worried here. 
Come downstairs." He turned to 
leave.

"Actually Mulder, I was going to go 
straight to bed. Is that okay?"

"Well yeah." He seemed a little 
surprised. "I'll just lock up, and 
I'll be right in."

She nodded, feeling nervous all of a 
sudden. Mulder was acting like she'd 
been on vacation, all smiles and 
happy faces. She knew of course, the 
reason for this. He didn't want to 
face the journey in front of them. 
He knew as well as she did that 
eventually they would need to return 
to the real world, which consisted 
of a kidnapper, a crime and a crime 
scene. Maybe they could prologue 
this world of make believe, just 
until the morning. She should have 
known this would be too much to hope 
for.