From: "Carr Chandler" <carr1013@hotmail.com>
Date: Fri, 07 Mar 2003 16:11:45 -0500
Subject: Complete by Carr
Source: direct

Title: Complete

Author: Carr

Email: carr1013@hotmail.com

Rating: NC-17 for adult themes.  Read at your
own discretion.

Category: VR

Keywords: Mulder/Scully Romance

Spoilers: Milagro

Summary: Mulder and Scully admit how they
really feel about eachother after the events
in Milagro.

Disclaimer: Ah the fun part...obviously none
of these characters belong to me...but the
story line does...except the parts where it
mentions anything that has occurred in The X
Files. Yeah so all the characters mentioned
belong to Chris Carter and FOX and 1013... I
wish they did belong to me though...because
then I'd be really rich and wouldn't have to
go to college anymore...

While I'm at it I'd like to thank Gillian
Anderson and David Duchovny for bringing the
characters of Scully and Mulder to life, and
making them absolutely irresistible. Without
them in the roles, who knows how the show
would have turned out...I know I highly enjoy
watching David on screen...yum...but anyway,
I hope you enjoy the story.

*************

This was going to be a long night.

Dana Scully was stretched out on the couch
flipping through endless channels, yet
finding nothing to interest her.  Not that
watching television would help anyway -- ever
since Padgett revealed her deepest feelings
right in front on Mulder, she couldn't help
thinking that it was a sign to tell her
partner how she really felt.

Oh hell...there were two possible ways Mulder
would react.

One being he would simply tell her that he
only wanted to be her friend and partner --
which would only rip open her heart with a
pain she couldn't even imagine.  The second
possibility would be him admitting to his own
feelings -- realizing that they were two parts
of a whole and then sweeping her off her feet
with a mind-blowing kiss.

She liked the second scenario much better.

God why was this so hard?

Fear of rejection probably.  But hadn't
Mulder always seemed interested in her as
more than a partner for some time now?  She
always seemed to get a serious vibe from him
whenever he made a teasing sexual comment,
but she always let it slide -- never wanting
him to know how she really felt.

Maybe she should just call him and ask him to
come over.  That wouldn't seem odd.  After
the recent events that had occurred, she
could just tell him that she was feeling
uneasy about being alone and wanted some
company.

Yes, she thought, I should just do that.

As she reached to the table next to the couch
for the phone, she realized that she had left
it in the kitchen.  Damn.  This meant that
she actually had to move.  So much for being
lazy.

She rose reluctantly and crossed into the
kitchen.  As she grabbed the phone and turned
it on, she was interrupted by some one
knocking on the door.  No way, she thought.
If this was Mulder then she was definitely
going to have to tell him, because there was
certainly a psychic vibe between them.

She practically ran to the door -- hoping to
see Mulder on the other side of the fish-eye
peep hole.  She couldn't help to grin as his
face peered back at her.  Well, here we go,
she thought.  Adjusting her face into
'serious mode', she opened the door.


He shouldn't be here.  She wouldn't want to
see him right now.  Not after what had
happened to her.  She would just want to be
alone -- although he was sensing that she
wanted company.....but that might just have
been his way of convincing himself to come
over.

But he had to come.

He had to tell her.

After hearing Padgett speculate that Scully
was in love, Mulder had to find out exactly
who she was in love with.  He had believed
Padgetts' words.  He didn't know why, but
when Padgett spoke, his eyes were truthful.
God, every muscle in his body ached --
especially his heart.  He wanted so much for
her to love him -- they way he loved her.

God if he could only get the picture of
Scully lying on the floor covered in blood
out of his mind.  That's what bothered him
the most -- the fear of losing her.  He didn't
think he could bear living a life without her
-- not again.  After her abduction he didn't
think he could go on, and when she was
returned...god he had been so happy.

Well here we go, he thought, as he heard
Scully turning the knob to let him in.

Scully stood there in jeans and a white tee
shirt -- obviously he had disturbed her
'relaxing' time.

"I'm sorry Scully I should have called
first."

"No, no.  It's okay I was actually about to
call you."  Her voice sounded anxious....or was
that just him imagining things again?

Mulder stepped into the apartment, removing
his jacket and shoes.  He hung his jacket on
the coat rack and casually walked over to the
couch, curious to find out what she was
watching.

"Anything good on television?"

"No.  You would think having a hundred
channels would be a good thing.  Why don't
you see if you can find something decent to
watch.  Would you like something to drink?"
Scully crossed to the kitchen ready to fill
the order Mulder knew he was about to ask
for.

"Yeah thanks....um...water will be fine."  Mulder
didn't want anything that would make his
stomach any more nervous.  God imagine being
interrupted confessing your love by a
gigantic burp.  He didn't want to deal with
any obstacles.

Scully crossed over to the couch and took a
seat beside him, placing a glass of water on
the table in front of them.  Then she settled
next to him like she always did -- just a mere
two inches away.  He should tell her know
before something came on television worth
watching.

He reached for the remote and clicked off the
television.  Scully turned her head and gave
him a puzzling look -- probably analyzing his
face for some sort of answer.

"Scully I need to tell you something."  His
voice sounded shaky.  He had to get it
together so he didn't come off as an idiot.
He reached for the water and took a long
drink.  It was nice and cool, which seemed to
calm him quite a bit.

"Yes..."  Scully was waiting patently for him
to continue.

"Well....I...I've been thinking about what
happened today and I have something that I
have to tell you."  There he had started -- no
turning back now.

"Mulder -- there is something I want to say
too."  She began to shift her body so she was
looking straight at him.

"Let me go first Scully."  He shifted his
body to face hers, just like she had done
moments ago.  "While we were investigating
this case....well Padgett seemed to write some
interesting things....especially about
you.....and well....when he said that you were
already in love...well...who are you in love with
Scully?"  Oh shit.  He hadn't meant to ask a
question -- especially not that one.

"I'm sorry Scully.  Don't answer that.  I
shouldn't have asked that.  It's just..."
Mulder reached out and took her hands between
his own.  It was now or never.  He had to
tell her.

"Mulder..."  He reached up and silenced her
with his fingertips.

"Wait Scully, I have to say this.  After
Padgett said that about you, I began to think
about life and love, and how great it is to
find some one that you really care about.
Some one who you can love.  I have always
believed in soul mates, but I've been so
consumed with finding Samantha that I've put
my life on hold...put my feelings on hold....but
I have to be honest with you Scully.  When I
came into my apartment after you had been
attacked I thought you were dead.  And I
realized that I couldn't go on without you.
And when you opened your eyes and reached for
me, I knew that I couldn't waste anymore time
denying how I feel.  I love you Scully.  More
than I thought I could love anyone.  I love
you, but I understand if you don't feel the
same way.  I just had to tell you how I
feel."


She couldn't believe it.  He had said the
words that she had been trying to say for so
long.  She should probably say something
soon....instead of just staring at him.  She
knew that her eyes must be glazed over with
emotion right now -- but she didn't care.  It
took so much courage for him to say this to
her.  Lord knows his signals were pretty much
loud and clear over the years, while she
always kept hers a secret.

"Scully....?"  Mulder's words ripped her out
from her trance.

"Mulder...I... "

"It's okay if you don't feel the same way
Scully.  I just had to tell you.  I couldn't
stand the thought of something happening to
either of us and having you not know how I
feel."

The honesty and tenderness in his eyes was
amazing.  She should really say something now
before he thought that she didn't share his
feelings.  She untangled her hands from his
and reached up to cup his head between her
hands.

"Mulder I feel the exact same way...that's what
I wanted to tell you too.  Everything you
said is how I feel.  I couldn't stand not
being with you everyday.  Padgett was right
Mulder.  I am in love....with you."  She
couldn't hold her smile back any longer.  She
flashed him one of her rare Scully smiles and
she could see the love flourishing in his
eyes.

She wanted to kiss him.  She had been waiting
for this moment for a long time.

He leaned in toward her and brushed his lips
to hers.  The kiss was so soft -- so gentle.
Her heart began to beat faster and faster as
their kiss became longer and harder.  His
hands had moved to her sides and were now
moving in slow circles around her back.

She ran her fingers through his soft hair and
down over his shoulders and across his chest.
She had never felt more alive than she did at
this moment.  Sure she had been with other
guys before....but this was so different.  This
was with Mulder.


Mulder's heart was pounding in his chest.
Scully was kissing him.  He was kissing
Scully.  Having her hands on him made him
feel complete and he never wanted to stop
touching her.

Her tongue slipped in his mouth and met his.
As the kiss deepened he reached his arms
around her waist and pulled her forward into
his lap.  She moved quickly straddling his
legs with her own.  Her hands grasped his
face and she began doing some very
interesting things with her tongue.  He felt
her slide her it across his lips and then
slip it back into his mouth.

He suddenly became aware of his growing
erection.  He was sure that she felt it.  She
had to.  Even the jeans that they were both
wearing couldn't stop it.  As if in response
to his body, she began moving her hips in a
rhythmic motion in his lap.  She slowly slid
her hands down in between his thighs and
gently squeezed his hardness.

That did it...he had to explore more of her.
He wanted to touch every part of her body.
He wanted to feel her soft skin against his
own.

In one quick motion he turned and pulled her
under him on the couch.  Then he realized the
weight difference and pulled up from the
kiss.

"Am I hurting you?  Am I too heavy?"  God
that did not sound like his voice.  It
surprised him.

"No you're fine..."  Her mouth met his again
and she eagerly pulled him close to her.
Shifting slightly she separated her thighs to
make room for his hips.  As his erection slid
against her, she made a low moan that escaped
from her throat and traveled into his own.

Every sound she produced made his heart leap.
She was beginning to run her hands under the
back of his shirt and her touch sent
thousands of little sparks shooting through
his body.

He began to make his way up her shirt.  The
softness and warmness of her skin against his
hands made him even more aroused.  She was so
perfect.  As his hands climbed higher to cup
her breasts, she pulled her mouth away from
his and gently pushed him away from her.

He looked into her eyes trying to see if he
had moved too fast, but she looked just as
disappointed as he did.  He stopped his hands
and waited for her to say something.

"Mulder..."  Her words were barely above a
whisper and were drenched with passion.

"Am I moving too fast?"  The words were corny
and caught him by surprise, but he couldn't
think of any other reason why she had stopped
him.

"No, no.  I just think that this couch is too
small and we should move into the bedroom."
He realized that she was right.  They were
scrunched together on the couch and for what
they apparently had in mind, her bed would be
a much better choice.

He rose up off of her and she sat up and slid
off the couch.  Grabbing his hand with hers,
she led him back into the bedroom.


She moved quickly into the bedroom.  She was
really aroused my now, and from the look on
Mulder's face and the bulge in his jeans -- so
was he.  God she had almost come when he
pressed his erection against her.  It had
been a while since she had been in this
situation, and she didn't think it would take
much for her to reach that wonderful state of
bliss.

He gently grabbed her around the waist and
turned her around to face him.  Moving his
lips to meet hers, he slowly moved her back
until her legs hit the bed.  She began to
think he was just as eager to get inside her
and around her as she was to get him there.

He ran his fingers along the bottom of her
shirt and started urging it upwards.  His
mouth separated from hers and she instantly
missed the warmth his mouth gave to her.

"Scully...this shirt is just in the way..."  With
a sly grin he lifted the shirt up over her
head.  She helped him along -- not that he
needed any help, but working together as a
team was something that they did quite well.

"So is yours Mulder..."  She practically ripped
the shirt off of his body.  She wanted to
feel his skin against hers so badly.  His
chest was hard as she began to explore it
with her hands.  The feel of his body
responding to her touch was electrifying.
She felt out every muscle in his chest and
abdomen, then let her fingertips slide just
below the rim of his jeans.

"I like your jeans Mulder, but unfortunately
they are in the way too..."  She was surprised
at her forwardness, but didn't care much.
She was too excited to care, and from the
looks of it Mulder didn't seem to mind.

She unzipped his pants very slowly, allowing
her index finger to gently glide over his
erection.  This caused him to emit a low
hiss.  She decided she liked that, and she
wanted to hear that again, so she moved his
jeans down slightly and reached into his
boxer briefs to grab him.

There was the hiss again.  God she could do
this for hours.  From the feel of it Mulder
was nicely equipped -- and she liked that.
She continued to stroke him for a few moments
and then she ever so slowly removed her hand.
As good as that felt, she needed more.

He helped her slide the jeans past his feet
and then kicked them into the growing pile of
clothes.  He looked down at her with so much
love and tenderness she almost melted.  She
looked into his eyes and saw her soul.  Her
heart nearly leapt from her chest.

Forget foreplay, she thought, she was ready
now.

Without saying a word he bent down onto his
knees and nestled his nose into her stomach,
then began to plant little soft kisses there.
His hands accompanied him by slowly creeping
their way up to her bra.  He was able to
unhook it on the first try and she helped him
by shrugging out of it.

He looked up at her then.  Seriousness spread
across his face.  He reached his hands around
to her stomach and slowly began feeling his
way up.  When he reached her breasts he
cupped them in his hands and ran his thumbs
over her stiff nipples.  Rising slightly, he
kissed one breast and lightly suckled on its
tip.  She let out a deep moan that caused him
to chuckle and repeat the same motion to her
other breast.

She couldn't take it anymore.  He was driving
her crazy.

"Mulder...."  He looked in her eyes then --
understanding what she was thinking.

He reached down, unzipped her jeans and
pulled them down, along with her underwear.
She stepped out of them and reached for his
boxer briefs to inch them downwards, when she
felt his hands slowly descend down her sides.
She was able to accomplish her task just
before his hand found her center.  She
reached up and rested her arms on his
shoulders as he explored her with his
fingers.

God she thought, if he keeps doing this.....she
was too close to coming and she wanted to
wait.  She wanted him to go with her.

Still pushed up almost completely against the
bed, she forced herself to move his hand away
as she climbed back onto the soft mattress.
She pulled him with her and scooted up the
bed to allow him room to fit.

When they were up far enough she laid back
and parted her thighs to allow for his hips
once again.  He slowly crept over her, then
bent down and kissed her lips urgently.  She
reached in between them and grasped onto him,
causing him to gasp into her mouth.  She
guided him to her entrance and he entered her
with one quick slide.

He remained still for a moment, letting their
bodies adjust to the change.  She suddenly
felt whole.  Like the part of her that had
been missing for so long was back.  He began
to rock his hips gently, as if to feel every
sensation that they could.  She began moving
her hips in a counter motion with his --
creating a slow dance between them.

Her heart began to beat faster.  She realized
that this was what she had been waiting for.
She wanted to be this close to him forever.
She wanted to go to a state of bliss with
Mulder over and over again.

She shifted slightly underneath him, allowing
him to move deeper.  When he began to thrust
with a purpose she nearly fainted.  Sex was
never this good to her.  Probably because
this was the first time her heart was truly
into it.  Not that she hadn't cared before,
but simply because it just wasn't with the
right person.

She could feel his body begin to climax, and
she wanted so badly to go there with him.
She began thrusting her hips harder along
with his, causing him to bump into her cervix
with every thrust.  This action made her
elicit a low moan just before her entire body
went rigid.  She hung onto him as she rode
out the waves of pleasure radiating from her
center.  After a few more deep thrusts his
body followed hers.  They both soared holding
each other close.  Never wanting to let go.


Time seemed to stop.  They had been laying
together -- joined as one for a while now.

He was the first one to move.  He didn't want
to, but he didn't want to crush her either.
He rolled onto his side, pulling out of her.
She shuddered at the loss of heat and he
reached over to pull her close to him.

Spooned together he realized that he wasn't
ever going to let her go.  He didn't care
about work the next day or anything else.
All he was concerned about was making Scully
moan over and over again for eternity.

God she smelled so good.  He nuzzled her hair
with his nose and she reached up to touch his
cheek with her palm.

"God Mulder if I knew the sex was going to be
that good I would have jumped you years ago."
He was taken back by her humor and let out a
chuckle.

"Well you could have had me from the
beginning Scully.  The first time I saw you I
knew that you were somebody special.
Somebody who would get into my heart.  Boy
was I right."  She turned her head and gave
him a kiss.

"This is something special Mulder.  You and
me.  Me and you.  We are one.  Two halves of
a whole.  I never realized before how great
it would feel to be complete.  That is what
we are now -- complete."  He smiled.  He
couldn't have said it better himself.

"Scully, I want you to know that if being
complete with you requires more times like
these -- I'm all for it."  He chuckled and
began kissing her neck lightly, then began to
trace her clavicle with his tongue.

"Oh Mulder...you might not want to be complete
by the time I'm through with you."  With a
giggle she gently pushed up and turned so she
was on top of him.  Lowering her face to his
she kissed his lips, then began to kiss
around his neck and then down his chest.

"Scully I think we should test out that
theory -- how about you?"  He barely was able
to get those words out of his mouth.  She had
just rubbed up against his groin and his
breath was escaping him.  Apparently he'd had
enough time to recuperate, because he was
starting to get fully aroused again.

"I'm already on my way Mulder...let's just see
if you can keep up."

THE END!

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