From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org
Date: 30 May 2001 01:59:14 -0000
Subject: Awake and Dreaming by Laura Sprys
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Title: Awake and Dreaming
Author: Laura Sprys
Date: 5/17/2001
E-Mail: short_and_cute@hotmail.com 
Rating: perfectly harmless ... trust me  
Category: MSR
Summary: Dreams can sometimes confuse reality ...
and reality can sometimes confuse dreams
Spoilers: Just the big one :)
Disclaimer: I've borrow our illustrious duo for a bit ...
to write something that Carter wouldn't dare ... 
Mulder and Scully having a life ... 
because his toying is too hard to bare...

$%&$%&$%  

Awake and Dreaming
By: Laura Sprys

Mulder was as certain as anything else in his life 
that he was dreaming. There couldn't be any other 
explanation. Scully didn't seem the type to sleep 
totally and completely naked. Then again, he wasn't 
about to question the contents of what had to be 
the best damn dream of his life.

The scene was perfect before his eyes, the moonlight 
mingling with the glow of the streetlight. Lying 
with her back towards him, Mulder took in the gentle 
curves and flowing lines of her legs, her hips, 
her shoulders. Thinking his eyes would never tire 
of the sight, her watched her turn over, stretching 
out, seeming taller than her five-foot-three.

He felt dizzy as he moved closer to her, amazed 
that his dream Scully seemed real enough to touch, 
to kiss, to caress, to confess his love to. Knowing 
he could wake at any moment; Mulder knelt on the 
floor beside his dream, reaching out to the soft 
skin that called his name.

Scully opened her eyes slowly and asked him in a 
sleepy whisper, "are you okay?"

Laying his lips on hers, "I just wanted to make sure 
you were real and not a dream."

Holding her arms up to him, "then how 'bout you come 
to bed and hold me so you know I'm not a dream."

"But what if, when I close my eyes and open them 
again, you're gone?"

"I'm alive and real Mulder, flesh, bone, heart and 
soul. I'm never going anywhere because I belong 
with you ... and to you."

He circled the bed and slid in beside her, "and I 
belong to you, all 6 feet of belligerence and paranoia."

Scooting back in his arms, "if I'm dreaming, never 
let me wake and if I'm awake, never let me sleep."

"I love you Scully."

"I love you too."

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It had been nearly seven months since he'd been able 
to touch her, look at her, lose himself for even a 
moment in her eyes. The only thing he had during 
those horrible months were his dreams, surviving 
only through the thought of her.

Scully had been his only focus during his time gone 
and now that they were together again, he found 
himself frightened that he may not have come home at 
all; that he had finally moved into his dreams so 
completely that reality meant nothing to him anymore.

It was this thought that sent him to the bathroom, 
sweating and nauseous to take the toilet for a spin 
with the undigested contents of his stomach. 
Finishing, he quietly brushed his teeth and swished 
a mouthful of Listerine to be on the safe side. 
Heading back to the bedroom, he leaned on what had 
become 'his spot' in the doorjamb.

She once again lay before him, moonlight streaming 
through the same window and falling on the same 
soft skin. The mirroring of the situation filled 
him with dread, a panic that he was living in his 
dream world when in reality, he was trapped in that 
chair, never to live life again. 

She turned in the bed, causing a terrified scream 
to rise in his throat. An instant later, however, 
his heart rejoiced. Tonight, her body had taken on 
another shape, the full roundness of her belly 
making his heart sing. Kneeling next to her once 
again, he placed his cheek on her stomach, feeling 
the soft fluttering kick of the child within.

Waking up slowly, she stared blurrily down at him, 
a smile playing on her lips, "she always seems to 
know when her dad is around."

He regarded her with pleading eyes, "she's not a 
dream is she?"

"She's our dream Mulder, yours and mine."

"If I'm dreaming Scully, never let me wake and if 
I'm awake, never let me sleep."

"I love you Mulder."

"I love you too."

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Thanks for reading ... enter anytime ... my stories 
like to have visitors (all of which can be found or 
can be found soon, at the gossamer site - 
either under Sprys, Laura or Sprys, L.)

Affirmation (Orison continued)
All Things (revisited)
Always been yours
Another Sunrise
Awake and Dreaming
Canceled
Channels
Dear Mulder
Indulgences
Joy in Mudville
Letters
Lost Keys
Lucky Ones
Miles to Go
Picture of the Past
Quietly into the Night
September Puddles 
The Walk
Thrill of the Grass
When I see him again
Zzzzzzzz (Sleeping with the Kitty)