From: "LeRoy Gishi" Date: Fri, 4 Jun 1999 22:50:47 -0400 Subject: Fan Fic submission Title: Moonlight Sonata Author: Rogue Scully Rating: G - ok for all! Categories: Mulder/Scully friendship, slight UST Spoilers: None as far as I know Summery: Mulder and Scully discuss their unusual relationship while visiting the Reflecting Pool The moon cast it's pale light down on famous Reflecting Pool in Washington D.C. Late night joggers and walkers paced themselves around the pool while lovers held hands and peered lovingly into the pools crystal cool water. However, if a camera had been documenting the life around the Reflecting Pool, it would've most certainly focused on the two individuals resting on one of the various benches. "Quiet night, isn't it Scully?" Mulder removed his coat and laid it on the back. When he received no response, he lightly tapped her on the leg. "Scully, you okay?" His red headed partner nodded and continued to stare at the night sky, the millions upon millions stars reflecting in her rich eyes. "I'm fine Mulder, really I am." She sighed and visibly relaxed. "It's just sometimes work can be so strenuous and time consuming, I never get opportunities like this very often." She paused. "I never realized how many stars there were at night." Mulder chuckled and leaned back, stretching his tall, lanky frame. "Don't get out that much, do you." "Think about Mulder," Scully returned, fingering the delicate cross around her neck. Mulder watched as she pressed it in-between her thumb and middle finger, then let it go, allowing the moonlight to reflect off of it. "I spend most of my waking hours down in that basement of ours and when I do go home, I eat dinner, do my work, rest in front of the t.v., then go to bed." She glanced at him. "Only to be woken up at the most unusual hours in the morning." Pressing his hands against his chest, Mulder gasped mockingly. "Me? I would never do that to you. Are you sure you don't have another partner in the FBI that you aren't telling me about?" When she replied with only her patented look, he backed off and continued to search the skies. They sat in silence for a few minutes before Scully patted his hand. The heavy load of Samantha's disappearance weighed heavily on his shoulders. Finally the weight was too much. He turned away from his partner as a silent tear slipped down his cheek and left it's mark on his suit coat. "Oh, Mulder," he heard Scully whisper. Turning toward her, he allowed her small delicate hands to wipe away the tears, those that had come and those threatening to come. "Why do you put up with me?" he asked as they stood up simultaneously. "Most sane people would've run a long time ago." The petite agent smiled in the darkness and pulled on her coat. "You know, sometimes I ask the same question. Why do I stay with Mulder. You need a ride home?" He shrugged, pulling his own coat on. "Yeah, actually I do." They walked in silence for a few feet before she spoke up. "I was talking to Gail again," she started, referring to her best friend. "We were talking about my love life again." "You really need to get a date that won't kill you Scully. Either by physical attacks or by boredom." Scully held up her hand to stop him. The ring he had boughten her for her birthday shone glamourously in the street lamp as they walked toward her car. "You know what I told her? I told her that I didn't need a boyfriend or a husband." They stopped underneath one of lamps not infested with bugs. "Mulder, you are so much better then a boyfriend and a husband combined." "Really." She laughed, a less strained laugh and held onto him for support. "When I told Gail that, she just frowned, then scolded me for being so attached to you. My response, well, you haven't working in the basement with him for the past seven years." Mulder allowed her ease her tensions before breaking in. True, he had thought of her as someone different. More then a friend, more the a girlfriend, a relationship way past husband and wife. Something special was a mist and he liked it. "And what exactly did you mean by that, my dear Scully?" By now, Scully had stopped laughing and had regained her composure. "Honestly Mulder. You treat me so right. Boyfriends in highschool are always looking after their girl. And though you seem over protective sometimes, I have to admit, I'm not as annoyed as I might seem. And as for a husband, it's all about trust." Her little speech was just like her. Small, but to the point. Grabbing her hand, he smiled and kissed it lightly. "You're my best friend and my most loyal fan, Scully." She raised an eyebrow at him and smiled. "Lets go. Skinner'll have our hides if we're not in tomorrow on time." Still holding onto her hand, they walked to her car, leaving behind the wondrous glow of the Reflecting Pool, two best friends, and between them, a bond greater then marriage. Hope ya'll liked it. I'm fairly new at this fan fic thing. E-mail any comments to salsolo@hotmail.com It will be greatly appreciated. Thanx and remember, Trust No One because the Truth is Out There.