Date: 26 Jan 2000 11:50:48 -0800
Subject: NEW:  "Please" (1/1)  by Rhasa


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TITLE: "Please"

AUTHOR: Rhasa

CATEGORY: MSR, V

KEYWORDS: Mulder/Scully relationship. 

RATING: PG-13

SPOILERS: PBV

SUMMARY: A plea from Mulder. It's really short - just read it.

COPYRIGHT DISCLAIMER: The following characters are the creation and
possession of Chris Carter, 1013 Productions and the FOX network. They are
used without permission with much gratitude and respect. No copyright
infringement is intended. No money is being made from this story.

ARCHIVE: O.K to archive anywhere as long as you ask me first, don't earn a
dime from it and keep my name and disclaimer on it.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Just a quick fix. That's about all I have time for these
days. A "they finally give in" story.

Got anything to say about this story or anything in general? I am a lonely
lonely person  and if you want, drop me a line at Rhasa4@yahoo.com. All
mail is answered - even flames.


"Please"

by Rhasa

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"Kiss me".

Her eyes raised to lock with his. Surely he must be joking, she thought.
Another one of his quips that he bestowed upon her nearly everyday of their
professional career. His bizarre way of thanking her for her doctoring and
ministrations. But when she gazed deeper into his eyes, she fell silent,
the humourous retort she had quickly prepared fading in her mind with the
realisation of the level of emotion his eyes revealed.

She still held his bandaged hand in hers, careful not to aggrevate the
injury and cause him any pain or discomfort. But a sudden wave of fear made
her release the grip she had on him. 

"What?" she whispered, still hoping that he had meant it as a joke, a way
to ease the tension that lay between them, ever since he had showed up at
her apartment injured and downtrodden as she had gone to him, to heal him
with her skill and sooth him with her words of concern.

Mulder had felt her question as well as heard it. Her breath caressed his
cheek such was their proximity. And then he registered that she had let go
of his hand and was backing away from him, already retreating behind those
carefully erected walls of hers. His hand reached out and caught her wrist,
gently but firmly, he held her close.

"Kiss me," he said again.

He watched her as she inhaled sharply, partly due from shock, partly from
fear, and partly, as he secretly hoped, from the desire that she had
fleetingly allowed to surface from the hidden depths inside her. And then
he saw her blink, and he knew that she had shaken herself from the dreamy
stare she had only seconds before adopted. She had come to her senses.

"Mulder-" she began, but was cut off by his left hand raising to cup her
cheek.

"Just....... kiss me," he said once more. "Please," he added. His last
words were whispered and full of pain. 

And then she realised that she couldn't refuse him ....... nor did she want
to.

THE END

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Told you it would be a quick one. 
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