Here, just looking at you...
by abby_road87

E-mail:  abby.road87@yahoo.com.ar
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Post  IWTB
Word Count: 749
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Distribution: Yes! Please, just tell me where  :)
Feedback: Please? I'll appreciate it.

Author's Notes: This was written at 5 or 6 AM during a power
shortage, again.

A MILLON THANKS to Fellie (raaby_lilly ) for her beta services
and for being so sweet to me.

I should probably stop writing these things because I don't think I'm
that good and I make huge mistakes, but I can't help it! They force
me!  

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She couldn't sleep. She twisted and turned in bed, but it was a
battle she had already lost many hours before thanks to the
unbearable heat on the most unbearable summer night she could
remember. She hated nights like this, she hated the heat, she hated
summer... with a passion.

She sat up on the bed sighing and turned on her bedside lamp. With
a disgusted grunt, she ran her hands through her long hair, sticky
with sweat from the unforgiving heat.

She was due in the hospital in a few hours. Sleeping was not an
option; it was late already and she wouldn't be able to catch her
much needed rest in just 3 hours.

She resolved to just jump in the shower and maybe fix a little
something for breakfast for herself and him.

Him. She turned in the bed to look at him, the man sleeping next to
her. Him, sleeping soundly and perhaps snoring a little.

It was just it, the irony of all ironies, the most insomniac man on the
face of the earth was sleeping soundly, like a baby, on the stickiest,
most humid and unbelievably hot night of the year... and she was
miserable. Just her luck, she thought.

That man. Him. The man that still made her swoon after 8 years
together, the man that had turned her world upside down many
years before. The same man that still did.

The man that made her believe the unbelievable and question her
science and faith, even if she wouldn't exactly admit doing so to
him, or to herself for that matter.

That man, that wonderful man, that introduced her to a world full of
posibilities that she wouldn't quite accept existed..

The man that changed her life for better and for worse, but the
latter wasn't his fault. It never was. None of it was.

The man that challenged her and made her an active participant of
the most grandiloquent debates one could have with him, which
sometimes ended up between the sheets.

The man that trusted her with his life, and more, as she trusted him
with hers.

The man who gave her a child, a baby, a miracle baby, when all
hope was been taken away. The same man that wasn't there when
she had to give that baby away. The same man that forgave her.

That man for whom she had given up her previous, somewhat
comfortable life, the same man she loved, even if she didn't say it as
often as she probably should, she did love him after all, after
everything.

He caught her staring, a lazy smile formed on his lips and with a hint
of tease in his voice he asked:  

"See something you like, Doc?"

She smiled, not taking her eyes off of him; she leaned into him and
caressed his cheek with her hand while supporting herself in the bed
with the other. She leaned more and kissed his forehead, slowly,
taking her time. She finally pulled back a little but kept on caressing
his cheek.

"Yes, yes I do" she answered brushing her lips to his before leaving
the bed to take her morning shower.

The man stayed there, in bed, with a slight furrow on his forehead
and a little perplexed by her words.  
His woman's words, his woman, the caveman inside him thought
while he smiled.

That woman that still managed to put up with him, his crazy theories
and bad things that weren't suppose to happen anymore and those
other things that were long gone, but still bothered him. Even if he
had finally learned that it wasn't really his fault, it still made him
wonder.

He heard the shower start and smiled again to himself while he got
out of bed and went after 'his woman' to the bathroom.

"Mulder!!" - she shrieked when he startled her in the shower by
enveloping her in a bear hug from behind.

"I also like what I'm seeing" -  he said into her ear. She smiled and
turned around to kiss him, she pulled back and gave him a stern
look she didn't really mean.

He looked at her and winked - "Don't worry, Scully. You're up
early, we're up early... we have plenty of time" -  he said grinning at
her.

She smiled despite herself - "You're incorrigible, you know that?".
He smiled and nodded, kissing her again. "Thank God for this nasty
heat then" -  she finally said before reclaiming his mouth.