From: "Melanie" <mjones@ideal.net.au>
Date: Sat, 23 Jan 1999 12:42:20 +1100
Subject: a new story...

Title:	"A heightened state of awareness".
Author:  Melanie Jones
Description: MSR
Rating: R
Episode Reference (spolier) : "The Blessing way"
Disclaimer: Yes, Chris Carter, Fox and 1013 own the characters of 
Mulder and Scully and any relation to the X-Files. 
I swear on Scully's father's grave that I am not making any 
money on this scene what so ever.

Situation: Mulder has just burst in to his apartment, 
weapon drawn, to find Scully and Skinner with their 
weapons pointed at each other. He points his own weapon at 
Skinner, demanding that he drop it and hand over 
the digital tape containing the leaked documents relevant 
to the proof of extra-exterrestrial life. 
Skinner convinces the two agents that he is the 
best person to have it and that he will not let it fall 
into the wrong hands. All the agents withdraw their weapons 
and Mulder walks out, Scully close in-tow.

Mulder presses the button to summon the elevator and then 
turns to face Scully as she comes up behind him. She seems 
both physicaly and mentally drawn, yet her face expresses only 
happiness and a little overwhelment at seeing her partner, who 
she feared dead, now standing before her, very much alive. 
A long sigh of relief escaped her.
"Mulder, I"
"Scully, whatever you're going to say"
"I went to your fathers funeral. I told your mother that you 
were going to be okay." Mulder stared back at her, a questioning 
look in his eyes.
"How did you know?" Scully lifted her face to meet his eyes 
and smiled.
"I just knew." Moving past him, she stepped into the elevator. 
Mulder stared ahead for a moment before turning and following her. 
As the doors close, he turned to look at her

			from the episode					


		       from my imagination

Scully reached a hand up to the back of her neck and pulled her 
head against it, trying to relieve some of the tension she could 
feel building across her shoulder blades. As she turned her head 
back, she caught sight of Mulder looking at her.
"You okay, Mulder?" He nodded slowly and stepped back to rest his 
head on the wall of the elevator.
"I guess I'm just curious."
"About?" He turned his head to face her again.
"About how you knew I was going to be okay." His voice was soft, 
almost inaudible. Scully smiled as a vision of the dream she had had 
flashed trough her mind but she decided against telling him, unsure 
what he'd make of it.
"Like I said, Mulder. I just"  Her words trailled off, unsure of 
what else she could tell him when she looked up and noticed that he 
was staring back with such intensity, that she felt as if he was 
trying to get into her head and read her thoughts. Scully broke eye 
contact, feeling slightly uncomfortable but decided to tell him of the 
dream.
"You promise you won't laugh?" Mulder's expression didn't change 
but he nodded slightly in agreement.
"The night before your father's funeral, I had a dream. I saw you in 
a vision." She looked up again to gage his reaction but there was none
 forthcoming. "You told me that you had come back, to warn me that I 
was in danger, something close to me... You also warned me that you 
might not be in time" Scully stopped mid-sentence when she realised 
that Mulder was now staring forward, his mouth slightly open. She 
smiled to herself, waiting for him to say something, to laugh or cut 
her down with his usual sarcassm but instead he remained silent as
 if comprehending what she was telling him. His hands lifted to his 
face but not before Scully noticed his mouth break into a smile. 
She was about to speak when he broke the silence.
"You heard me."
"Mulder?" She spoke his name gently, questioningly, as he took 
his hands from his face and turned to look at her. Their eyes 
remained fixed on one another for a few seconds before Mulder 
leaned forward suddenly and depressed the emergency stop button, 
bringing the elevator to an abrupt halt.
"Mulder what are you doing...?"
"Scully, there's something I need to tell you." He moved closer 
to her.
"But Mulder"
"Scully" He interrupted quickly. There was a new tone in his 
voice, a seriousness that silenced her. "When I wasunconscious, 
I didn't comprehend what was happening to me or what was going 
on around me. I thought I was dead, Scully. And at that moment, 
death didn't seem to be a bad thing. I'd finally find my sister 
and see my father again finally know the answers to everything 
we had been searching for. I'd found the easy way out and it felt 
good." Scully opened her mouth to speak but Mulder quickly silenced 
her, pressing a finger gently against her lips. "Let me finish." 
He took a deep breath before continuing. Scully shifted uneasily at 
the thought and the feeling that her partner was so close to death.
"I could feel myself drifting into into an abyss. 
There was no light, nothing but darkness. 
And then I could feel a presence. When I opened my eyes, 
I could see my father standing there."
"You saw your father?"
"Yeah. And he told me how much I needed to return, to seek 
the truth in life rather than death." He paused and placed a 
hand to her face. "It was then that I saw you." A questioning 
look appeared on Scully's face as she felt his tender fingers 
lightly caressing her cheek. "You were asleep but somehow
 I could feel you. I could feel the pain and confusion 
that you were going through and I just wanted to hug you, 
to hold you in my arms Scully and make it all go away." 
Without realising it, tears had begun to well in Scully's eyes. 
They brimmed and finally feel gently down her cheek. 
Until now, the emotion of seeing her beloved partner alive
 had lay dormant. But hearing his experience only bought 
back the feelings of loss and hurt that she felt while 
she thought he were dead. Mulder stepped forward and 
embraced her, hugging her so tightly, she gasped. 
He held her there for a long while before stepping back 
and moving his hands to her face again to gently wipe 
away the tears. "I realised something, Scully" Her eyes 
swam in his as he spoke. "All the truth that I have spent 
so much time searching for was in my hands the whole time." 
He stepped forward and closed the gap between them. 
"I need you, Scully, more now than ever before." 
Scully smiled and drew a quick breath.
"I need you"
"I love you, Dana." Scully stopped mid-sentence, 
her mind reeling, trying to comprehend the impact of 
what he had just said. Before she had time to form a thought,
she felt Mulder moving closer, his face descending on hers,
his eys melting into hers, his lips those gorgeous lips... 
Too shocked yet excited to move, Scully closed her eyes as she 
felt his lips graze hers. They were both breathing heavily 
now and for a moment, it looked as though Mulder was having 
second thoughts, his lips lingering there. Then, he pressed 
his lips firmly against hers. Scully thought to pull back, 
to break the contact and pull away, but when she felt his 
tongue slide across her bottom lip, the warm surge that passed 
through her was undenyable and she eagerly opened her mouth to 
taste him. Mulder held her firm as his tongue slid seductivley 
over hers, begging her to in turn let him taste her. 
Moaning uncontrollably, she surrendered, hastily bringing her 
hands up to the back of his head and forced herself into him. 
They remained for a long while, their tongues entwined with 
one another until Mulder reluctantly broke their kiss to look 
at her. When their eyes met, there was a long silence, both of 
them trying to find the words. Scully found them first.
 With bold conviction, she spoke the truth.
"I love you too, Fox." She lifted her lips to kiss him again 
but Mulder pulled away.
"No not here." He turned out of the embrace and pressed the 
emergency stop button again. The elevator lurched downward 
and continued to the bottom floor. Before the doors could open, 
Mulder pressed his floor number and held down the 'doors closed'
 button. When the elevator began to ascend again, he turned 
to Scully, pulling her to him. Their lips met again, more 
aggressivley this time. Their confessions had been made. 
There was no going back now.  Mulder's lips never left hers 
until the doors opened again at the forth floor. Without words, 
he took Scully's hand and led her to the door of his apartment. 
As he fumbled with the key, Scully took the opportunity and 
moved behind him, bringing her hands up to caress his waist 
and tugging his shirt out of the waistband of his jeans. Then, 
she moved her hands up and under his shirt to caress the wirery
 hair of his chest. Mulder closed his eyes briefly as an 
involuntary moan escaped his lips. The latch clicked over in 
his hand and he hurridly stepped inside, taking Scully by the waist 
and pulling her in behind him. As the door closed behind them,
their eyes met and he cupped her face in his hands.
"I can't lose you now, Scully. Not when I'm so sure of how I feel." 
Scully moved her hands back to his chest, never breaking eye contact. 
His eyes, they were so serious, so honest. At that moment, 
she knew just how strongly he felt for her, because she felt 
the same way about him too. And as she explored his body with her 
tentative hands, she realised she always had. His hands fell 
to her sides as she reached up and brought his face to hers, 
tracing his jawline with her lips. She gasped suddenly when she 
felt his hands at the small of her back, pulling her even closer
 as he saught her wondering lips with his, finding them and 
opening her mouth with his tongue in a deep, warm, loving kiss. 
Moving down, Scully let her fingers explore his back and 
further down into the waistline of his jeans. She heard him 
sigh, his warm breath tingling the small hairs at the back of 
her neck as she moved against him, before bringing her hands
to the front of his jeans. Mulder stepped back slightly, letting 
her hand come between them as she began to unfasten the button 
and then the zipper of his jeans. He breathed more heavily, 
his body responding to her touch as he pulled her head against 
his chest, his fingers tangeled, his lips kissing her hair. 
It was then that she found him, cupping him in her hand through 
the thin fabric of his boxers. 
"Oh Scully" he moaned and uncontrollably pulled her head back 
forcefully and kissed her hard. In turn, she moved her hands 
under his boxers and caressed him skin to skin. In one swift motion, 
Mulder picked her up, cradeling her arse in his hands and moved to 
the couch, their lips never parting. Gently, he put her down and
lyed next to her, his lips now at her neck as his fingers fought 
hungrily to remove the buttons of her blouse. Scully arched her back
as he unfastened the last button and gently lifted it over her breast
 to fall at her side, his eyes taking in the beauty of her slim, 
slender body.
"God, you're beautiful." He moaned as he moved a hand up to her breast,
tracing the outline of her bra cup. Bringing her hand to her chest, 
Scully undid the clasp and moved it aside for him, allowing him to 
run his hands over her now fully erect nipple. She shivered slightly 
as he rolled it gently between his fingers and then moved his hand 
down her body to her stomach. Playfully, he tickelled her bellybutton 
until she could stifle her giggling no longer. Then, he brought his
lips to her breast. He kissed every inch of it, his tongue gently 
playing with her nipple as his hand caressing where his lips had been. 
Taking his hand, Scully moved it down to the end of her skirt 
and then under the fabric to her thigh, begging him silently. She'd 
often fantasized about this moment, never really expecting it 
to happen. After all, they were partners, best friends, but as 
his hand wandered up her inner thigh and into her underwear, 
she couldn't help but wish that it had all happened sooner. 
But Mulder was definitely making it worth the wait, his fingers 
now gently moving over her mound. 
"Do you want me, Scully?" he asked suddenly, his fingers 
lingering dangerously close to the heart of her. She met his eyes, 
locked them with hers and forced herself down onto him arching her 
back to take him all the way in. She thrust against him, unable to 
control her urges. But Mulder couldn't help but want to make 
the moment last forever. He moved his other hand to her face, 
watching her expressions change as he tried to calm her, bring 
her back from the edge so that they could savor the moment. 
Under protest, he withdrew his fingers and began to remove her 
skirt. Scully opened her eyes to watch him as he pulled it gently 
down over her thighs and onto the floor. She exhaled deeply and 
Mulder looked up at her.
"I don't want to rush this, Scully." He said moving his hand from 
her skirt to take her hand in his. "We've both waited too long." 
Tenderly, he moved his thumb over her lips, which formed a smile 
under his touch and then opened to suck gently on his finger. 
Mulder watched her as he moved his hand back to her stomach, 
his open hand exploring every inch of her before moving back to 
her breasts. He slipped his hand under the other cup of her bra 
and removed it as she had done earlier, taking it in his mouth as 
she sucked eagerly on his finger. Moving her hands down, Scully 
took hold of the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up over his chest. 
Sitting up on his knees, Mulder helped her to get it over his head. 
As he moved to lay down again, Scully stopped him.
"No, stay there." Mulder did as he was asked and let her explore 
him as he had explored her, throwing his head back in surrender. 
She caressed his chest and down to his abs before slipping her 
hands down the back of his unzipped jeans. Moving to be more 
comfortable, he stradelled her, resting gently on her naked stomach. 
"Shouldn't this be the other way around?" he asked playfully, leaning 
down to nuzzle at her neck.
"Well, Mulder, we've never done anything in the conventional way. 
Why start now?" He laughed into her neck, placing a hand on her 
cheek and pulling her face back to look at her before finding her 
lips with his again. As they kissed, Scully slipped his jeans 
over his arse and down to his knees. She then moved her hands back 
up his thighs and pushed him back gently as she took hold of him. 
Mulder exhaled deeply into her mouth and sat up, giving in to her, 
now unable to control his urge to take her quickly. She stroked him, 
gently at first but growing faster in a continuous rhythm until 
he finally moved himself down, resting himself against her soft folds. 
Scully arched in excitement. Lifting himself, 
he supported his weight on his hands at either side of her. 
She was looking at him now in anticipation.
"Close your eyes." He said softly. Scully didn't need to be asked 
twice. Doing as he had said she closed her eyes and arched her body 
to him, thrusting against him eagerly. Mulder watched her for a 
moment before leaning down to open her mouth with his tongue. 
As their tongues entwined in a deep, passionate kiss, he slowly 
entered her. Scully brought her hands to his arse, holding him in 
as his tongue probed further when he felt her tighten around him. 
She tore her lips from his as he began to thrust, his cheek now 
resting against hers. He slipped a hand underneath her and she 
arched towards him wanting, needing him to be as far inside her 
as he could. Mulder tried desperately to keep things slow but he 
sensed that Scully was reaching her peak and couldn't help but 
thrust harder as she wrapped herself around him, calling him 
by his first name as she came in waves, shaking almost violently 
beneath him. As he felt her calming down, he moved his lips 
to hers kissing her gently. 
"I love you, Dana. I always have." He said softly and as he did, 
he felt himself reaching his own peak. Breathing heavily, 
he thrust up as far as he could inside her and hugged her too 
him as felt himself let go. Taking in a deep breath, he relaxed 
on top of her with his ear against her chest. He could feel her 
heart beat beginning to return to normal. As she breathed in 
deeply, he smiled and lifted himself to look at her. When Scully's 
eyes met his, she saw his brillant smile.
"Do I need to ask what you're smiling at?" she said horsely. 
He leaned down and kissed her gently, shaking his head, as his 
expression changed.
"Mulder, what is it?" Scully asked gently, pushing the hair back 
out of his face.
"I was just thinking about something dad said to me, something that 
has changed my perspective on things, more to the way of thinking I 
had when we first met." Scully moved a hand to stroke his face as 
he spoke. "I asked him if Samantha was there with him and he said 
he said that she wasn't."
"You mean, she's not dead?" Scully said softly. Mulder took in 
a deep breath and exhaled deeply.
"Which means that she's still out there somewhere, still waiting 
for me to find her." Scully put her arms around him and held him 
to her.
Slience fell gently between them as they both lay together, 
thinking of times gone by, of family members lost and their 
new form of friendship.

	
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