Title: In the Night

Author: Cathey Scully

Rating: PG-13

Category: MSR..maybe, V, Post-ep for Fire

Keywords: Mulder/Scully Romance

Spoilers: Fire

Archive: If you'd like, just tell me where you're putting it so Mulder and I 
can bring the kids and visit.

Feedback: Yes please.  Even a small note is appreciated.  Send it to 
CatheyScully@the-pentagon.com or Scully@ga.prestige.net 

Disclaimer: Mulder, Scully and Phoebe Green aren't mine.  I'm just having 
some fun.  I'll return Mulder and Scully when I'm done.

Summary: "I like the way you'd hold me, every night for so long baby.  And I 
like the way you'd say my name, in the middle of the night while you were 
sleeping."

Notes: The summary and the story were inspired by the song "Baby don't you 
break my heart slow."  By Vonda Shepard.  It can be found on one of the Ally 
McBeal soundtracks, I think.


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It seemed that Mr. Sandman had lost her address.  Either that or he was 
backed up with the other insomniacs on her block.  Still, as Scully rolled 
over once again, she wished she could get to sleep.  She had work the next 
day, and going into the bureau looking like she had a massive hangover would 
do nothing more than earn her extraordinary amounts of teasing from Mulder.

"What's wrong?" Scully smiled as two warm arms scooped around her and 
tightened.  He brushed his lips over her cheek soothingly.

"Can't sleep." She whispered, willing herself to relax in her lover's 
comforting arms.

"I gathered that." He chuckled low in his chest.  "What's bothering you?"

"Nothing.  It's work."

"What about it?"

"It's nothing.  Definitely nothing that should keep me up all night."

"You should talk to your partner about it."

"I think, yeah you're right.  I should.  Thanks." Scully brushed her lips 
over his and slid from bed, throwing on a robe and walking toward the door.

"What?  What are you doing now?"

"Nothing love, go back to sleep."

Scully crossed through her living room and picked up the phone.  After a few 
minutes of thought, she set it back down and went back into her bedroom.  
Crawling back in bed, she felt him wrap himself back around her.

"Scully." He breathed.  She smiled and nudged him.

"Mulder, wake up.  We need to talk."

"Mmm, tomorrow."

"You told me I should talk to my partner.  Well, I'm here partner, talk to 
me."

"And you told me to go back to sleep.  For once, I actually want to follow 
orders."

"No you don't." Scully chided, pushing insistently at his shoulder.

"Fine." He opened his eyes slowly.  "Alright, tell me what's so important 
that you won't let me sleep."

Scully settled her head under his chin and he wrapped his arms around her 
lower back, keeping her pinned to his chest.

"Mulder, when Phoebe came back into your life, did you...see me any 
differently?  See our relationship any differently?"

"Yeah I did." Mulder whispered, his mouth close to her ear.  She tensed a 
little and he continued, "It only made me certain of how much I love you, and 
how right we are together."

"So what was that kiss about?"

"You want psychologist Mulder's answer, or regular Mulder's answer?"

"My Mulder."

"I don't know what it was Scully.  I'm sorry if it bothered you."

"I shouldn't have let it."

"I would have.  Had it been you with someone else, I would have been 
positively-" he stopped as she started to laugh.  "What?"

"Just thinking about how far we've come in so little time."

"See?  I told you you'd like me once you got to know me." Mulder grinned.  
Scully sat up and kissed him.

"Oh I like you Spooky.  I like you a lot."

"Really?  Show me." Mulder smiled and pulled her close for a kiss.  Their 
moment was broken when Scully released a jaw-popping yawn.

"Tomorrow, I promise." She smiled and slouched back into his arms.  "Night 
lover."

"Night Scully.  Glad I could help." Mulder pulled her hand to his lips.

"You're always a big, big help Mulder." She giggled and pressed an open 
mouthed kiss into his chest.  Mulder smiled and kissed her temple, drifting 
back into dreamland.

End.  So?  What'd you think?  Who'd I have fooled by the beginning?  
Tell me: CatheyScully@the-pentagon.com or Scully@ga.prestige.net