From: "Siale S" Date: Thu, 02 Dec 1999 21:51:24 GMT Subject: Blue Waters By Siale Source: direct Title: "Blue Waters" Author: Siale (darkavenger_23@hotmail.com) Feedback: Yes! Has anyone every said no? Spoiler Warning: Maybe, nothing major though. Rating: NC-17 Classification: MSR Summary: Mulder thinks that Scully and himself finally need a vacation. Archive: Anywhere (justa let me know) Disclaimer: Mulder, Scully, and the love that is shared between them belong to Chris Carter, 1013 Productions, and Fox as does The X-files. NOTE: I would like to dedicate this first story to Katherine who told me I could always write another one (I will NEVER write a story that revolves around Skinner's chest, Katherine). "Blue Waters" By Siale darkavenger_23@hotmail.com It's hot. Six days in Tennessee, it's 97 degrees plus the humidity, which means it's actually 108 degrees. My hair is sticking to my face, I can't feel my legs and to top it off this wasn't even a x-file. It was just some nut who thought he could become the next Ted Bundy. Thirteen bodies in nineteen days, and with no suspects or progress, the local police finally decided to contact the FBI. This was why Mulder and his brilliant mind came down here. I was asked to come along to make sure the coroner put the right heads with the right bodies. Six days and four stacks of notes later, the Bundy wanna be is on his way to meet his new friend, Bruno, at the state prison. I follow Mulder out of the police station as he walks back to our car. I'll never tell him this, but I love to walk behind him. I have the greatest view of his ass. Wait, it's hot and I shouldn't have thought that, bad Dana bad, bad, bad, bad. It's his fault anyway, I mean if he didn't have such great ass, then I wouldn't have to admire it. Did I mention that it was hot? "Hey Scully, you wanna get some food?" he says still walking in front of me. No, I want to bathe in a tub of ice. "It counts on what kind of food your talking about." I reply. Please let's just go back to the hotel, Mulder. Damn, Where's that silent communication. MULDER! HOTEL, I'm looking right at the back of his head while I think this. Nope. The air conditioner in the hotel is the ONLY thing that has kept me from going back to D.C. Not that I don't enjoy Mulder's company, because I do...allot. It's the fact that I know I could have stayed in 87 degrees of DC weather and enjoyed it even more when he would have gotten back. Mulder stops and turns around to face me. "I was thinking of pizza," he says. Ugh, maybe if it was a popcicle pizza. "With pineapples" he adds and throws in a smile. Still no winner, but the smile is tempting. I'm still staring at him when he says the magic words. "Ok, ok, we could put mushrooms on half and bring it back to the hotel." he says. He must of saw my eyes light up at the mention of the hotel because he then suggests that he drop me off at our rooms while he goes and picks the pizza up. No problem. I really, really, really do not want to get in that car. I know it's just going to be hotter, but it's the only way to get back to the nice cool air so I climb into the passenger seat. "Scully, you hot over there?" Mulder asks from the driver seat. No, he did not just ask me that. "Mulder, It's so hot right now, I'm thinking I should just say the hell with it all and strip naked" I know that's not the reply he expected. Nevertheless, without missing a beat he grins and looks at me out of the corner of his eye and replies, "Don't let me stop you I can even arrange it once we get back to our rooms if you like." Oh my. Well, I just set myself up for that one. Fifteen minutes later he drops me off at the hotel while he goes and gets dinner. Ahh, bliss as soon as I walk into my room my body temperature drops about ten degrees. I know I should start packing for our flight back in the morning, but instead I fall onto the bed and try to think of a way to get Mulder out of his pants, shirt, to get Mulder out of his shirt he must be awful hot in that shirt. Yeah, that's it. Well this is nice, but I decide a shower would be better. I gather my clothes and head into the bathroom. Yeah, much much better I think as I stand under the water. I'm starting to think straight again. All of my little Mulder wanting thoughts head to the very back of my mind as I step out of the shower. I comb my hair back off of my face, and put on some light clothes. A couple minutes later I step out of the bathroom, and all of those thoughts come right back to the very front of my brain. Mulder is in my room lying on the floor with a bucket of ice, a six-pack of strawberry banana wine coolers and pizza. He also has his glasses on, which takes me by surprise because I haven't seen him wear them in a while, reading some sort of brochure. Still looking at the brochure he asks me innocently "Scully, do you like spending time with me?" "Of course" I reply without thinking. He still is looking at that stupid brochure, and I'm still in the stupid doorway. I move over to where he is on the floor and try to peek at the paper. No such luck. "Whhhyyy do you ask Mulder?" I say slowly. Still no reply. I grab a piece of pizza and a wine cooler, move around him and lay down on the bed with my feet at the head so I can see him better. "Do you think you need a vacation?" he says as he looks up at me from the floor. "Whhhyyy, I say again, do you ask?" I can tell now that he's getting frustrated. Hmm, this is getting amusing. "Well, when's the last time we actually took a couple of days off without being threatened to?" What is he getting at? "Mulder, is this leading somewhere because if it is can we get their now instead of later, please?" I know I sound cranky, but I'm tired and right after this pizza the only place I want to go is to sleep. He throws the brochure at me, and I finally see what he's been so interested in. Chalets, yeah Tennessee is filled with them, nice big cabins next to nice big lakes and wait a second. "Mulder, you can't be serious." Why does he suddenly need a vacation? Ok, I know the hospital thing got to him it got to me to, but he could have taken some time off then if he wanted to. "Why not?" he says as he looks back down at the floor. "Well, I'm just saying if you wanted some time alone I could have stayed in Washington, they really didn't need my help down here." I say lightly. He looks up at me. "Yeah, but I always need it." What? "And besides I never said I wanted to go alone." He says with a smirk. What? ----------------------- Mulder looks really good in those glasses. I want to eat him for breakfast. Shut-up Scully! You started it; it's your fault Dana! "So what do you say, Scully?" He asks me slowly. What? Think Scully what was the last think you said. I want to eat you for breakfast, Mulder. NO! You thought that Scully that was a thought. "About what?" I say confused. "You ever been to Gatlinburg?" "No". I say raising my eyebrow. "Wanna go?" He asks me carefully. "You can think of it as a learning experience." He adds just as carefully. I'm curious. I also get up and pick another slice of pizza out of the box on the table. "Learning experience?" I say heading back over to the bed. "Yeah, we could get to know each other better." He says quickly. I put my head in the pillow to stifle a laugh. Seven years together what do I not know about Mulder. "You think this is funny?" He asks me. Oh no, he sounds hurt. I look back down at him. He looks hurt. I mentally slap myself and say "Well, I just thought that we did know each other, pretty well I might add." "There's allot of stuff you don't know about me, Scully." He says smugly. Before I can say something he finishes "For starters you can't possibly know all the things I want to do to you." Oh dear lord. My heart stopped. "You want me to go on vacation with you?" I say trying to ignore his last comment. It's not working. "That's what I said isn't it?" He grins. "Yes." Well, what else could I say? Mulder is still wearing his glasses and he's grinning. It's lethal. "Ok." I try again. He looks surprised. "Ok, you'll go?" He asks carefully. "Yes, I'll come back here with you." I laugh. He still looks surprised. "What, did you think that it would take more to convince me?" I ask slowly. "Yes, I did." He says truthfully. I find this sad. Mulder and I in the middle of nowhere without work, just that part alone has to be at least in the top half of my fantasies. Yes, Dana Scully admits that she has fantasies about her partner. No! She doesn't! Shut up Scully! Finishing my pizza and second bottle of wine I get up and say, "Well, I guess you don't know me as much as I though you did". I go over and throw the bottle in the trash and yawn. I forgot how tired I was when I got back to the hotel this evening. Mulder stands up, stretches, and heads over to the connecting doors. "Where are you going?" I ask between another yawn. "The plane leaves at six and I still have to clean up." He says tossing his stuff in the trash. Oh yeah, Mulder had so many notes on this case that there were little post-its stuck to the television screen. "You look like you need some rest anyway." He adds. "Goodnight" I say to him as he pulls open the door to his room. "Goodnight, Scully" He whispers to me as he enters his room. ---------------------- I have a slight headache when I awake. The sun is shining through the window and the clock tells me that it is now 5:32 a.m. Mulder was probably up two hours ago I think to myself as I get out of the bed. I put on a pair of navy pants and pull a blouse over my head. As I walk over to the closet, I replay the conversation I had with Mulder last night. "For starters you can't possibly know all the things I want to do to you." That one sentence there almost put me six feet under. I take my clothes out of the closet and put them away in my suitcase that is setting on the sink. As I walk over to the door with my suitcase, I notice that there is no light coming from the bottom of the door connecting our rooms. I open the door ready to step outside when the hot air hits me in the face. "Shit" I say aloud. I'm pathetic; Mulder in glasses and two wine coolers makes me forget how hot it is outside. I cannot believe I actually told him that I would come back to Tennessee with him. Even in the morning, it still feels 108. I walk over to the car and throw my bag in the trunk. As I walk back into the room, I notice that I haven't heard from Mulder yet and his light is still not on. Most of the time he seems to know the exact minute when I open my eyes in the morning. Sometimes I actually think he can hear them open. I walk over to the door and knock softly. Still no sign of Mulder, I slowly open the door so that I can stick my head in. He is asleep. Mulder is asleep. This is something I don't see very often. He's lying on top of the covers and wearing nothing but his boxers. He's on his stomach, with his face toward me, and his right arm is hanging off the bed. I really do not want to wake him up, but the plane leaves in a two hours. I walk over to the bed and lightly run my index finger over his spine. He shifts a little but he doesn't wake. Making little figure eights on his back I lean down and whisper his name in his ear. "Lower, Scully" he laughs as he pushes himself off the bed heading for the bathroom. Oh yeah, he was awake. I ignore him and say, "Plane leave in about a hour you might want to hurry". I turn around and head back to my room before he can say anything else. I am slouching in the chair when he comes through the door a couple minutes later. "Ready?" He asks me. "Yeah". "Well then let's go." "Outside?" I ask knowing that I will indeed have to go back out there. "That's normally where the car is, Scully." I sigh and get up from the chair. I really do not want to go out there. "After you, Mulder" "I want to stay in this room as long as possible." I add. Denying the real reason I want him to walk in front of me. Lately, the Mulder wanting thoughts have been creeping up to the front of my mind and grasping it's little claws on my brain so it makes it harder to push them back. For some reason, wanting Mulder is bad. Why? I don't know, but lately those thoughts have been harder to push back. I'm still thinking when I notice that he is halfway out the door. I pull the door shut and follow him to the car. I reach the passenger side and throw open the door. "Wait here while I go take our keys to the front desk." he tells me with a hint of amusement. Great I'll just wait here and melt into the seat of the car. I slam the door shut, roll the windows down, and think of how nice Mulder looked sleeping earlier. I turn my head to the side and watch him as he walks toward the lobby. Maybe I should just tell him how I feel. Shut-up Dana! We cannot do that! Why not, I say to myself. Because, because, because we just can't! Well, I've held my feeling from him for an awful long time. It's not going to hurt if I hold them in a little bit longer. I notice Mulder come out of the lobby wearing his sunglasses on his face. I can't help but smile. Uh-oh, I've been caught. Mulder throws a grin at me. Great, I have about four seconds to prepare for one of is off the wall comments. I'm a little surprised when he gets into the car without saying something. Is that a tad of disappointment we're feeling, Scully? NO! I'm not in the mood for another Dana vs. Scully war. I try to talk to Mulder instead. "You really wanna come back here, Mulder?" "I mean I like the idea of us spending time together, but it's hotter than hell." I can't believe I just admitted that. Well, believe it babe cus you just did. "Scully, I'm truly flattered." He says to me innocently. "Besides, it's not like we have to spend ever waking moment outside." He adds not so innocently while he pulls out of the parking lot. He's still grinning. Oh, just fuck it. We WANT him. We LOVE him. Dana Katherine Scully loves and wants HIM. That's right I love him. I'm admitting it. I give up. I surrender. I feel like taking a little white Kleenex and waving it above my head. I feel like screaming. Instead, I look back over at him. Big mistake. He is still fucking smiling. I cannot believe this. Believe it babe cus SHUT-UP I yell at my inner voice. I have to calm down. I close my eyes and count backward from 20. "19" Breath. "18" Breath. "17" Breath. "You ok, Scully?" I hear Mulder ask me worriedly. That's because you were counting aloud silly. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine." Nice save Scully. Thank you Dana. "Sure?" he says unconvinced. "Maybe I really do need that vacation, Mulder." Oh just wonderful. He's grinning again. It took me over six years to decide to tell him how I feel. Maybe now it'll take another six years to try to find out HOW I tell him this. "Well are you coming?" I hear Mulder say to me. Later. OH, we're at the airport. I didn't even notice Mulder get out of the car. "Yeah, the sooner we get out of this heat the better." I reply opening my door. "I don't see what good it'll do, you seem to be hot all of the time to me." He says with amusement. What? I look up at him and he is STILL grinning. He seems to be in a very playful mood this morning I think to myself as he turns around and opens the trunk. Ignoring him, I pull my suitcase out of the car and start walking toward the doors. Ten minutes later, I am feeling much better, although the emotional war I had with myself wore me out. The air is cool in the airplane. I think I'm going to take a nap. "Scully, you want some coffee?" Mulder asks me as he tries to get comfortable. "No, I think I'm going to take a nap." I tell him truthfully. "You just woke up." He points out to me. "Yeah, well I feel like I'm going to need to store up all of my energy if I want to come back here with you." He finds this positively hilarious, because now he's laughing at me. I roll my eyes at him, and rest my head on the back of my seat. Sometime later, I awake with my head resting lightly on Mulder's shoulder. Yawning, I move my body back were it belongs against the seat trying to clear my thoughts. "Hey Scully, I thought you might have lost conciseness," he whispers in my ear "we're about to land." Mulder pulls back away from my face and continues reading his book before he can see me shiver. He has forgotten the glasses, I notice with disappointment. My goal of finding the truth has just been changed to finding out if Mulder can really do what he did in my dream with his tongue. I wonder if Special Agent Fox Mulder has enough investigation skills to know that his partner is aroused. Actually, it's more than that because right now all I can think of is tearing his clothes off and fucking him. I need a distraction. "Mulder". Oh, great distraction Dana. Thanks Scully, I hear my inner voice snap at me. "Hmm?" "Why can't we leave tomorrow?" I ask him. This gets his attention. He looks up at me from his book "You want to leave tomorrow?" he sounds surprised. "Why not, there something you need to do?" I feel like I'm making progress here. "No". I might feel like I'm making progress, but Mulder seems to be lacking in the communications department right now. "So?" I ask him while raising an eyebrow. "So what?" Raising both eyebrows, bending my head down, and looking up at him I say slowly "Do you want to leave tomorrow instead of Monday?" "No problem," he says just as slowly, "we'll have to go into the office and talk to Skinner as soon as we leave the airport though." "No problem". For some reason, I feel like laughing, but instead I unbuckle my seat belt and start to exit the plane. Mulder is behind me this time and I wonder if he enjoys me walking in front of him. --------------- "We want a weeks vacation, Sir" leave it to Mulder to get right to the point. "You want to take a week off of work?" Skinner asks surprised at our sudden request. "Both of you?" He continues. "Yes, Sir" I reply matter of factly. "Starting when?" He asks us. "Tomorrow". We both say together. "Tomorrow?" I do not see why Skinner is shocked at this. It's been a long time and I need a vacation dammit. I start to wonder why Assistant Director Skinner is here on the weekend when I hear Mulder say "That's what we said, Sir" "You've certainly deserved the time off, is there any new cases you've come across?" Skinner asks. "No". "Ok, well I want to be truthful and say that I'm quit surprised at this request from the both of you" Skinner asks us with a hint of concern in his voice "Is everything ok at work?" I smile at this and say assuredly "Everything is fine, Sir" My smile vanishes though when I here Mulder snicker beside me. I look over at him. "Is there something the matter, Agent Mulder?" Skinner says annoyed. "No, Sir". "It's just that everything IS fine, Sir." Mulder replies grinning. I'm still staring at Mulder when I hear Skinner say. "Yes, I suppose that is a first." "Fine. Go. Have fun." " I don't expect to see either of you until next Monday." He adds. Mulder and I stand up and head for the door. "Agent Mulder". Mulder stops and turns back around. "If you end up in the hospital, in jail, or become missing your on your own until next week." Mulder is obviously amused at this "But Sir, Agent Scully said that she would be happy to accommodate "Mulder!" I say a little too loud. He looks over at me. "Yes." "Let's go." I say sternly, turning around. "All right." Thank you, Sir" he laughs following me out the door as we leave a very confused Skinner in his office. The ride to my apartment is quiet. I ask Mulder if he has ever been to Gatlinburg. He tells me no. He asks me if I like to swim. I tell him he already knows I do. He says he is just making sure. That's basically our whole conversation. When we pull up to the front of my building he says that he'll get the plane tickets and call me later telling me what time I should be up. I decide to call my mother to tell her that I'll be gone this week. I'm sure she'll be thrilled when I tell her were I'm going. I throw my suitcase on my bed and reach for the telephone. "Hello". "Hi, mom" I say cheerfully. "Dana, It's so good to hear from you." My mother says. "Is everything ok?" she adds hesitantly. "Yes" I reply. "Everything's fine. I just wanted to tell you that I'm going to be going on vacation this week." "Honey, that's wonderful. You need some time off." My mother says happily. "How's Fox doing, Dana?" Oh great. What should I tell her? "He's fine too, mom." "Actually, he was the one who suggested that we might need a vacation." I guess I'll tell her everything. "We?" Yeah, she's thrilled. "Yes, were heading out toward Tennessee in the morning." I inform her. "Together?" She's smiling, I know it. I also know that she doesn't want to make this easy for me. "Yes, mom." I say stressing the word yes. "For a week"? "With Fox"? "Yes, mom with Fox." stressing his name. "Well, I hope you have a wonderful time" she tells me, "and tell me all about it when you get back, Dana." Yeah right. "Of course, I'll call you when I get home." "All right, Bye honey." "Goodbye, mom." I say to her before I hang up the telephone. I go over to my dresser and pull out some jeans and T-shirts, when I have a sudden thought. We're going on vacation. We're not going to have to wear suits. Mulder in casual clothes, I think I've died and gone to heaven. He looks adorable in jeans. I don't get to see him in them very often though, so I cherish the times when I do. I'm going to tell him how I feel this week. Not just how I feel for him, but if for some reason I get knocked out, fall down, or have a fucking paper cut I'll tell him how I really feel, and dammit I'm going to tell him I love it when he smiles. I'm still lost in thought when I hear my telephone ring. "Scully". I say into the telephone. "Hey, what are you doing?" Mulder asks me playfully. "Packing." I tell him as if it is the most logical answer. "Packing what?" "Clothes Mulder, I should be packing clothes shouldn't I, Mulder?" I say sarcastically. "You could always go naked Scully, I mean it's a very secluded place and you won't have any complaints out of me if you decide to." He laughs. HA! "What time should I set alarm clock for, Mulder?" I say, ignoring his earlier comment. "Plane leaves at 10:30 in the morning. You want me to pick you up or meet you at the airport." "Meet me at the airport." I tell him. "All right. I made reservations." He says matter of factly. "Cabin?" I ask. "Cabin, it's called Bella Vista." He tells me cheerfully. "It has a name?" I ask. I also feel like he's hiding something from me. "Yes, it also has two bedrooms and a great view plus well it's a nice view." He informs me quickly. "You've seen it?" "Just pictures that were in the brochure, and I'm not telling you anything else." Brochure? Wonderful, the only thing I saw was Mulder in his glasses. "Why not?" "If you don't know then it'll be a surprise." He's grinning again. I can just feel it. "Sure. Fine. I'll see you in the morning" I say before we hang up. ------------------- "Hmmm, Fox". I moan softly. I roll us over so that I'm on top of him. I start to kiss my way down his chest. I raise my head up to look at him. Oh yeah, he's soooo adorable. I cant help grinning. Mulder's eyes are shut, and his mouth is hanging open. Then he starts to moan. I'm thinking that he's going to send me right over the edge if he doesn't stop groaning, when I hear a distant ringing noise. Ignoring it, I continue my way down his chest, running my hands up and down his inner thighs. "Scuuullllyyyyy" he gasps as I replace my hands with my lips. Oh lord, please don't stop making that sound. Please, please, please don't stop. He's practically panting when I start to stroke him softly from the base of his cock to the tip with my hand. This is good really, really, good. I slowly start to nibble on his thigh when I hear... Dammit, what is that noise! I slowly open my eyes. Oh no, NO, NO, NO. I can't believe this. Believe it babe cus I grasp my inner voice and knock it up against the wall. Yawning, I roll out of bed very disappointed and frustrated. Getting up from the floor, I wander into the bathroom. I need a shower. This is not the first time Mulder as been the star of my dreams. He is the star of all of my dreams. Good or bad. I swear, Mulder has almost even made me have an orgasm while I was sleeping. Pathetic. I pull my T-shirt off, and step into the shower. After I've washed my hair I let the cold water run over my body, tying to get it to calm down. This has to stop, I think to myself. I absolutely can not take it anymore. I bend down and shut off the water, step out into the bathroom, and dry myself off. I pull on a pair of jeans, and throw on a T-shirt. I head back into the bedroom. Mulder and I on vacation, this still scares me somewhat. I'm not saying that Mulder scares me. It's just that a week with Mulder, without work is new to me. I do not like new. New changes things, changes things that you might not want to change. I sigh and go into the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee. Five minutes later, I go back into my bedroom and grab my bags. Going back through the living room, I make sure that everything is turned off. I take my keys off my desk, pick up my luggage and head toward the car. Promising myself that I WILL tell him EVERYTHING this week. ---------------- "Hmmm, Fox". I moan softly. I roll us over so that I'm on top of him, and start to kiss my way down his chest. I raise my head up to look at him. Oh yeah, he would make the best poster child for sex. He's adorable. Mulder's eyes are shut, and his mouth is hanging open. I'm thinking that he's going to send me right over the edge if he doesn't stop groaning, when I hear a distant ringing noise. Ignoring it, I continue my way down his chest, running my hands up and down his inner thighs. "Scuuullllyyyyy" he gasps as I replace my hands with my lips Oh lord, please don't stop making that sound. Please, please, please don't stop. He's practically panting when I start to stroke him softly from the base of his cock to the tip with my hand. This is good really, really, good. Dammit, what is that noise! I slowly open my eyes. Oh no, NO, NO, NO. I can't believe this. Believe it babe cus I grasp my inner voice and knock it up against the wall. Yawning, I roll out of bed very disappointed and frustrated. Getting up from the floor, I wander into the bathroom. I need a shower. I need a cold shower. This is not the first time Mulder as been the star of my dreams. He is the star of all of my dreams. Good or bad. I swear, Mulder has even made me have an orgasm while I was sleeping. Pathetic. I pull my T-shirt off, and step into the shower. After I've washed I let the cold water run over my body, tying to get it to calm down. This has to stop, I think to myself. I absolutely can not take it anymore. I bend down and shut off the water, step out into the bathroom, and dry myself off. I pull on a pair of jeans, and throw on a T-shirt. I head back into the bedroom. Mulder and I on vacation, this still scares me somewhat. I'm not saying that Mulder scares me. It's just that a week with Mulder, without work is new to me. I do not like new. New changes things, changes things that you might not want to change. I sigh and go into the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee. Five minutes later, I go back into my bedroom and grab my bags. Going back through the living room, I make sure that everything is turned off. I take my keys off my desk, pick up my luggage and head toward the car. -------------------- I find Mulder at the Snake Bar in the airport. His face is turned away from me so he does not notice when I come through the doors. He looks like he is reading some sort of paper. I slowly walk toward him. When I reach him, he turns around to face me and asks me if I want a bite to eat before we leave. Surprised and happy that he is wearing his adorable glasses again I ask him "How did you know that it was me?" He flashes me a 100-watt smile and whispers "It's a secret so I'll have to tell you later." "So you want something or not" he adds. You. "No, I'm not hungry. You ready?" I reply instead. "As I'll ever be," he says rather quickly getting out of his chair and taking off his glasses. As we walk toward the gate, I look up at him. "Are you going to tell me anything more about where we're staying? "No." He grins down at me. I've noticed that he's been doing that allot lately. "Mulder!" "Scully!" He laughs looking back down at me. "Mulder" I say calmly, "please tell me that there will be at least an air conditioner." "Yeah, there'll be air." "And water." He adds humorously as we set down in our seats. A little while later, I hear Mulder yawn. I glance up from the magazine that I am reading. "Tired?" I ask him innocently. Oh my god, is Mulder blushing. He squirms. "Yeah, think I'll take a nap." Mulder is blushing! Oh, this is just to good to pass up. "Didn't get much sleep last night?" He turns to look at me. I smile innocently. "No I didn't." He laughs. "So, I'm going to take a nap." He adds still squirming under my gaze. Oh, this is just too much. My smile widens. "You already said that." I point out to him. "Yeah, well." He laughs as he lays his head back against the seat, closing his eyes. Cute. Still smiling, I continue reading my magazine for the rest of the flight. ------------------- After are plane lands in Atlanta, Mulder and I drive three hours to the outside of Gatlinburg. Somehow, in the middle of nowhere, Mulder finds the buildings where we are supposed to pick up are stuff. I decide to wait in the car while he goes into the building. That decision wasn't one of my good ones. It's still miserably hot outside, and being alone in the car gives me time to think about this whole situation again. I'm starting to wonder what exactly we're going to be doing this week. Mulder told me earlier in the car that Gatlinburg has some fascinating stores. Plus, he did mention something about water while we were on the plane. Although, I don't see why I should be listening to him. He hasn't even been here before. When I look back over my shoulder, I see him approach the car with a set of keys and a handful of papers. Also, he has that adorable smile on his face again. I'm glad that he's enjoying this, it just makes me enjoy it more. I'm seriously going to have to tell him what that smile does to me. Later though. "What are those?" I ask him pointing at what now looks like magazines. "I'll show you when we get there." He replies seriously. "You know Mulder I really don't like being left out of things." I say annoyed. "Well Scully, I promise I won't leave you out of anything when we get there". He laughs. Bastard, if he doesn't tell me something soon I'll have to do something drastic. "Just humor me, ok" He says seriously looking at me out of the corner of his eye. Oh well, if it makes him happy then why should I complain. "Ready?" He asks me as we pull back out onto the road, and obviously trying to change the subject. "As I'll ever be." I sigh. "Mulder, could you at least tell me one thing." I ask him. "Ask me first, then I'll tell you if I can answer it." He replies. Control your angry Scully. Maybe we should breathe slowly and start counting. Would you just shut-up, and anyway remember the last time we tried that Dana. "Could you please tell me how far it is from here?" I ask him sweetly. Well that went well, I'm impressed Scully. Thanks Dana. "It's about half a hour." He says just as sweetly. Well, well, well I AM impressed Scully. It's about time one of us got some information out of him. "It's a completely secluded place, very quiet." He adds without me having to say anything. Hehe, maybe you should ask him something else, Scully. "So, what should we do first?" I say, taking my inner voices advice for once. "Well, that's what the magazines are for." He says to me matter of factly. Damn, not the answer I wanted but at least it's something. I feel like I'm making progress so I go on. "You mentioned something about water, Mulder." I state to him sweetly, trying to find out any little thing I can now. "Yes, yes I did, Scully." He doesn't continue. "Well?" I say raising an eyebrow. "Well what?" Mulder asks innocently. "What did you mean by that?" I ask him calmly. "Mean by what?" He says glancing over at me. Dammit, he's grinning again. Before I can say something, Mulder sighs and says "The Sinks are walking distance from where we're staying." "The Sinks?" I am still calm. I am still calm. I am still calm. Scully, get a hold of yourself babe. "It's the Great Smoky's deepest swimming hole. Didn't you ever read about them" He actually sounds surprised at this. I turn to face him. "Mulder! If you would just tell me what I want to know, then I wouldn't have to read about it." I practically yell to him. "Scully! I did just tell you what you wanted to know. Besides, there it is." He says pointing behind me and slowing to a stop. "Now you won't have to ask me anything, you can see for yourself." I hear him say as I turn to look out my window. OH WOW "So what do you think, Scully?" It's beautiful. That's about an understatement. Also, not only is it beautiful but it's huge. There is a balcony on the top of the second floor that looks like it goes all away around the cabin. There is also a deck that goes along the right side of the house, plus stairs that lead up to the balcony. The top half of the second floor has six enormous windows, below them is a door that leads out onto the balcony. Two other huge windows are by both sides of the door. Dana Scully is impressed. We get out of the car and head up to the front door. He unlocks the door, and we step inside the cabin. The carpet is white; the walls are the same shade as the red wood on the outside of the cabin. There is a sofa and an armchair in the middle of the room. In front of the furniture is a stone fireplace. The entire first floor is nothing but the living room. To the right of the fireplace is a television. Next to the television is a sliding door that leads out onto the deck. I move my eyes over to the stairs that lead up to the second floor. There is a small balcony that looks over the living room. "Nice" I hear Mulder drawl out as he goes back outside to get our luggage. Yeah. I set my purse down on the sofa, go back outside, and help him. "Impressed?" He asks me as we pull the luggage out of the trunk. "Yeah". I laugh. I'm stuck on those terrible one-syllable words. We walk back up to the house. We set our luggage by the door when we enter the living room again, and head up the stairs. There are two rooms down the hall on the left of us, and one room to the right. I move down the hallway to the one room on the right. I open the door and notice that this is the room with the enormous windows. The carpet is also white. There is a table and chairs setting next to the sliding door. The kitchen sets over to the right. To the left of the table is a sofa that sets next to another smaller fireplace. The walls are also the same as the ones in the living room. "Hey, come look at this!" I hear Mulder yell from down the hall. I come out of the dinning room into the hallway and over to where Mulder is. I walk into one of the bedrooms and look around the room. There's a queen-size bed next to the bathroom door. Another smaller fireplace, another sliding door that leads out onto the balcony, and oh lord a jacuzzi. I turn back to wear he is standing. I smile. Mulder is leaning up against the door that leads out onto the balcony. His hands are pushed up against the glass above his head, and he's staring out into the trees. I do have to say those blue jeans look very nice against his ass. Yummy. "Great view." He says to me still looking out the door. "Oh yeah." I say still looking at his ass. "What?" He asks me as he turns around smiling. Huh. "Great view." I repeat what he said to me. "Yeah well, you hungry?" He continues. "Starved." I say smiling. "Let's go see what we have." He says to me moving past me out into the hallway. While he starts down the stairs, I decide to check out the other bedroom. It's exactly the same as the other one. White walls nice curtains, and another door. I go out onto the balcony, around the house to the stairs, which lead down to the deck. He was right it is a great view. I walk down the stairs and enter the house through the front door. I see him setting on the sofa. He's looking over one of the brochures, with his glasses on again. Twice in one day, I'm feeling lucky. "Did you know that you can see the lake from here?" I ask him walking over and setting next to him. "Yeah". He smiles still reading. I grab a brochure off the table. After, looking over it for a couple of minutes I lean over to him and say "How about this one?" Pointing at the restaurant in the brochure. "Cgees". He sounds unconvinced. "Yes." I say trying to find what's so important about where we eat. "All right." He sighs. I'm going to let that pass. For now. -------------- I've been noticing that Mulder has been trying to tell me something. He's been looking up at me from his meal every two minutes to see if I'm still there, as if at any minute I might disappear into thin air. He also has this look on his face. The one were he is about to tell me something that I'm not going to approve of. "Mulder, you ok." I ask him concerned that there really is something wrong. "Yeah, I'm fine." He replies flatly. "You sure?" I try again. "I'm fine." He stresses. I suppose that's fair, but I'm a Scully so I'm not going to give up that easily. Leaning forward I say "Mulder, tell me what's wrong." He sighs and starts to pick at his food. "We've been here for only a couple of hours" he gives in, "and I'm already having a great time." "It's just that every time something good is about to happened in my life something "bad happens" I finish sadly raising my eyebrows. "Yeah something bad happens." He says still picking at his food. "Mulder, what bad thing could possible happen here? Where not even on a case." I try to reassure him. He sighs again and shifts in his seat. He doesn't seem convinced. Looking up at me cautiously, he says "Scully, there's something really important I have to tell you." "Mulder!" I hiss, "I swear if you tell me we are here because of work I'll" I stop when I see him flinch. I come to realize to late that it's not because of work. "I just, I wanted, what I needed to say was that I'm glad we're doing this." He says slowly. He's giving me a look that a blind puppy would give you when you tell it your going to drop it off in the middle of New York City during rush hour. It's almost enough to make you cry. Almost. "I'm sorry I'm just used to you "I know" He finishes for me. I give him a little smile. It seems to make him feel better because the terrified look on his face is now gone. We continue are dinner in silence. After dinner, Mulder and I drive back up to the cabin. When I come back down from changing in my room, I see that Mulder is lying on the floor next to the sofa. All of the brochures are laid out in front of him. "Come here." He says pulling me down by my hand. "Hmm?" I lay down on my stomach next to him. "Where do you want to go tomorrow?" He asks still looking at one of the brochures. "What are you looking at?" I try to lean over to see what he's reading. "I think maybe we should go into town and bring some food back, get some breakfast, check out the shops." "Sounds good, but that's not what I asked." I smile. "Cave exploration." He says pointing at the text. When he looks up from the brochure, he finds me glaring at him. "Yeah, maybe your right". He says carefully turning the page. "Imagination Gallery?" I say trying to change the subject. "Scully you have no imagination". He laughs. "That's all right Mulder, you have enough for the both of us. Maybe you could share." I tell him sarcastically. I continue reading the other page. I'm feeling really close to him right now. That's because you have him practically pinned up against the sofa, Dana. True, maybe I should move. "How about we just go and see where the day takes us." I continue looking over at him. "I love it when you're spontaneous." He drawls out getting up from the floor. "It's late and we should get some sleep if we're going to get up early." He tells me. "Your right". I sigh getting up from the floor also. "Truer words have never been spoken." He turns around to face me. "and Scully" He says leaning down to my face. "What?" I yawn looking at him curiously. "I'd share everything with you if you wanted me to." He says seriously, kissing me softly on the check. He turns and heads up to his room leaving me standing in the middle of the living room with my mouth to the floor. I need to get some sleep. I climb up the stairs to my room. It's takes a little will power to walk past Mulder's door, but I pull it off nicely. I enter my room and shed my clothes. I decide to pass on the jacuzzi, and instead I slip under the sheets. I think about Mulder's kiss goodnight as I fall asleep. -------------------- I roll over away from the window and slowly open my eyes. I glance at the alarm clock, it's still early in the morning. I decide to get up anyway. I walk down the hallway clad only in my pajamas and step into the dining room. The sun is shining through t he windows eliminating the entire room so I don't need to turn the light on. I walk over to the door and step out onto the balcony. Green and Blue where the trees meet the sky it's beautiful. "Morning." I hear Mulder say behind me. I smile and turn around. Now that is beautiful. Mulder stands before me in a pair of dark blue jeans. That's all, just those jeans. Plus, his hair is going in all different directions. "Hey" I say happily smiling at his chest. He looks at me with a confused look on his face. "What?" I laugh and look up at him. "I was just thinking." I say as I take his arm and lead him back into the house. "What were you thinking about?" He says smiling down at me. I let go of his arm and look up at his hair. "When did you get up?" I say trying to change the subject. "A couple of hours ago. I was making coffee when I saw you walk outside." He answers looking curiously at me. "Also, you never answered my question." He continues smiling. "Oh." Think Dana. Dana! Wake up! Lord babe, do you really want me to tell him what's on my mind? I quickly shake my head and reach up to try to straighten his hair. "I have to get dressed, then we can go into town." I say as he lends his head down so I can reach him better. I run my hands through his hair a couple of times and then I pat his head as I turn to leave. "Coffee?" He asks me happily. I smile to myself. "After I'm finished." "Help?" He laughs as I go through the doorway. I roll my eyes. "I think I can manage just fine on my own." I walk back down to my room and shut the door. I look longly at the jacuzzi as I head over to the shower. I lean down and turn the water on. I shed my pajamas and step under the stream of hot water. He looked awfully nice in those jeans. First of all Scully, you love him and he looks nice in anything but we both know that he'd look even nicer out of those jeans. I sigh as I run my hands over my legs. Well we know that he loves us. What we need to find out is if he's IN love with us. HA! Babe, I already know that he's IN love with me. You're the one that needs the declaration of love. My eyes snap open. This is absurd. Fuck off, Dana. Get a clue, babe. I squeeze my eyes shut and run my fingers through my hair. I take a deep breath and step out of the shower. I run the towel over my arms and legs, and grab the tan cotton shorts off the sink. I pull them on and then pull a white T-shirt over my head. I comb my hair back away from my face and step out of the bathroom. I walk back down to the dinning room. I frown as I noticed that Mulder has decided that he needs to put a shirt on. Oh well, maybe it's for the best. I hear Dana snort. "You ready?" He asks me turning away from the window and looking at me. I put my hands on my hips. "Yep, let's go." He doesn't move. "What?" I say looking down curiously at my clothes. I look back up at Mulder confused. He waves his hand toward my shoulders. "You might want to put something on your arms." I smile and pat my left shoulder. "SPF 30." I tell him smugly. He merely nods and walks toward me. "Well then I guess we're ready." I grab my purse from the sofa and walk out the door behind him. "Blue Waters" 10/? By Siale darkavenger_23@hotmail.com As soon as we got back, I dropped my bags by the door and fall onto the sofa. "Tired?" I hear Mulder chuckle as he follows me into the room. Remember Scully tell him everything. Instead of answering him though, I lift my left foot in the air. I smile when I see the expression of his face. "What?" He asks confused. I simply wiggle my foot in the air. Rolling his eyes Mulder finally gets the hint. He walks over to my foot and begins to untie my shoelaces. I sigh as he begins to remove my shoes. "Mulder, the whole idea of going on vacation is to actually get some rest." I state to him while he pulls off my socks. "Would you like to take a nap?" Mulder drops my left foot back on the couch, looks up at me, and smirks. "Yes, yes I actually would." I say to him trying to figure out what he finds amusing. In one quick flash, Mulder has me thrown over his shoulder. "MULDER! What the hell do you think your doing?" I scream at him as he heads toward the stairs with me looking down at his....oh. "You wanted a nap." He laughs. "I thought you might be to tired to walk up the stairs." Tell him now, Scully. "Mulder?" I say quietly. "Hmm?" He replies carefully climbing the stairs. "I..." I start to say. "Which way, Scully?" He asks a little to cheerfully. "Would you please put me down?" I ask him nicely. "Left it is." He says ignoring me. Mulder walks into my room and over to my bed and tosses me into the air. I bounce onto the mattress. "Thank you." I say sarcastically smiling up at him. "Your welcome." He grins back at me. Rolling my eyes, I scoot over to the left side of the bed. I look back up at him and pat the mattress next to me, raising my eyebrows. Yes, Dana Scully has just pulled a Mulder. "I thought you wanted to sleep?" He asks me looking confused. I reach over to grab his hand "Were you thinking I was suggesting something else?" I say pulling him toward me. "Scully, I never knew you could be so aggressive." He climbs onto the bed and rolls over onto his back, looking at me. "I LIKE it." Now or never, Scully. Shut up, Dana. I'm going for later. Chicken! Damn straight! Well, fine! I'm disappointed in you, Scully. OH, THAT IS IT! "Scully, I want" he starts as he raises himself up. "Mulder there's something I've been trying to tell you." I nervously interrupt him, I guess I'm going for now instead of later. "Scully?" He sighs. "Mulder, would you please just listen to me for a second?" I ask looking up at him. "Scully, I love you." he says staring at me waiting for my reaction. Oh. I simply stare right back at him narrowing my eyebrows trying to figure out what to say. I do know what to say. Ahem, then why aren't you saying it? "I mean I just wanted you to know that in case you didn't get it the first time." He continues. "And if you don't believe me, well I have actual evidence of how long I've loved you." Evidence? And why am I still not saying anything? "I mean I....well...it's not exactly here right now it's in my apartment, but it's....." "I love you too." Was that me? He jerks his head up to look at me. "I love you." Yeah, that was me. I lean over and kiss him softly on the lips. "Scully?" I open my mouth slightly to accept his tongue as we kiss passionately. This is nice, Dana. Of course, you idiot. It's Fox Mulder, how did you expect it would feel. Sorta good? Would you shut your little trap and enjoy this to? I break the kiss and pull him down with me as I sink into the bed. "Scully?" He asks breathlessly, his hand sliding down to gently caress my thigh. "Everything." I reply hoping he gets the picture here. "Love you." He tells me as we kiss deeply. I can feel Mulder's hands unbuttoning my jeans. I lift my hips up to try to help him pull them off me. I feel his hand brush against my blue silk string panties, while we continue to kiss. The heat and moisture rising from me is penetrating the soft material of them. He slides his fingers inside as I moan into his mouth. Mulder runs his fingers lightly through my velvety hair. Then moves downward to touch my lips already dripping wet with my juices. Very slowly and gently his fingers penetrate me, first one, then two. My moans became more audible and more intense while my hips start grinding as his fingers thrust in and out of me feverishly. When we break free from a kiss momentarily. Enough time for me to tell him how I feel. "Good, that feels soooo please don't stop" I'm surprised I got that out. "God." That's it, I have now lost the skill of verbal communication. I am now moaning again my eyes shut, while Mulder continues to make passionate love to me with his hand. Successfully opening my eyes I find him staring into me. I let my eyes flutter shut as he begins to kiss his way around my face, and then all at once, my body jerks and I moan loudly seeing tiny little speaks of gold stars in front of me. When I finally open my eyes again, Mulder gently kisses me on the lips and removes his soaking wet fingers from me. He brings them up to my lips and smiles as he begins to outline my mouth with his finger. I watch him as he slowly bends down to lick my lips. My eyes slowly shut as he sucks in my bottom lip. I wrap my arms around his neck. Clothes, why his he still wearing clothes? "Clothes." I tell him, running my fingers through his hair. Hair. "I love your hair." He pulls up from our kiss and smiles. "I love yours too." He says trying to pull my shirt up over my head. "I love your smile." I tell him, lifting up and throwing my shirt across the room. He runs his hands down my stomach, and slowly pushes my panties downward. I quickly kick them aside. I am already dripping wet and begging for him to enter me. "Clothes." He sheds his shirt while I reach down to unzip his jeans. He helps me pull them off and then lets them fall to the floor. Mulder positions himself between my legs as I devour him with kisses. We both moan loudly as he enters me quickly. We break from the kiss, and I never take my eyes off his as he thrust deep inside of me. "Love you." Apparently Mulder has no problem still putting syllables together. Our movements became more rapid and intense. This can not be a dream, it's feels to fucking incredible to be any dream of mine. My head is thrashing back and forth on the pillow as his thrusts become harder and deeper, and I'm coming closer and closer to orgasm. "I'm going to come," I pant. "Me too, baby" he replies kissing me roughly. With a final deep thrust, we both come forcefully. My body jerks and for the first time I know what it's like to be in heaven. ----------------- I awake sometime later during the night, unable to move. OKAY, why can I not move? For once, there is no one there to answer me. "What are you thinking?" I hear a soft voice close to my ear. Well, well, well. Looks like I'm not the only one awake. "I love you." I tell him without hesitating. I turn around in his arms to look him in the eye. "I love you." I repeat. "Love you too." He tells me kissing my nose. "Mulder, did you bring me all this way just for this?" I ask him snuggling closer. "I love you." He says running his hands through my hair. "Mulder, it's called a straight answer, you're out of practice" "I wanted you to come because I wanted to get away, and I wanted you to get away with me." He tells me drowsily, his eyes slipping shut. I hit him playfully on the arm. "Mulder!" "Scully, I thought the whole idea of going on vacation was to actually get some rest." "Mulder, I was just tired because of" "Besides, we have all week. Think of all the POSSIBILITIES, Scully" he stresses cutting me off. He's right "Your right, Mulder". "Truer words" I silence him with a kiss. END!