From: xf_emily_sim@yahoo.ca
Date: Thu, 5 Feb 2004 11:31:08 -0800
Subject: fic
Source: direct


Title: Room for Two
Author: Emily Sim
Classification: MSR
Rating: PG
Spoilers: none really
Disclaimer: no money changed hands, don't own 'em

Notes: written for the Haven Talk to Me Challenge


"Would you stop! I can manage on my own."

"Let me help you."

"I don't need help."

"Yes, you do."

"Mulder-"

"Shhh- here, let me get that" 

"I told you to stop it."

"I promised your mom I would make sure you 
were okay and that's what I'm going to do. 
Now just hold still."

"I don't think this is what my mom had in mind."

"What? You think she thought you'd 
just sit around in the same clothes for 
the next few weeks?"

"No, but I don't think she meant this!"

"You're mom isn't stupid, Scully."

"My mom is a devout Catholic, Mulder." 

"And?"

"Just that - Catholic."

"Scully she told me to take good care of you. 
That's what I'm doing. Can't let you go 
around the whole time without one."

"I don't need your help. I can manage this 
on my own."

"You can't even bend over to do your own shoes."

"I can do this without bending."

"How?"

"I'll figure it out."

"Now you're being silly. It's not like 
I haven't seen it before."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Quarantine, Scully?" 

"..."

"What, you think I didn't sneak a look?"

"Mulder!"

"Hey, I'm a red-blooded male."

"We're work partners!"

"Yeah, well, you're also a beautiful woman."

"MULDER!"

"What! I can't tell you you're beautiful?"

"This is just too weird."

"Hold still, this might hurt a bit."

"Owww. . ."

"Sorry. Shit, Scully!"

"It looks worse than it is. Really. Lose the look, 
it's really not that bad."

"Uh-huh."

"Here. You need to take these off."

"No! They stay on. I can just wear them in."

"Aw, you're no fun!"

"You think this is fun?"

"Hmm, come to think of it, might be sexier with them on. 
Fulfill one of my fantasies. Add a bit of leather... " 

"MULDER! I am not one of your celluloid distractions. 
I can take it from here. Go on. You can wait outside. 
I'll call if I need you."

"There is no way you can get in there with no help. 
Let me help you."

"NO!"

"I promised your mom. Can't let your mom down."

"That's low, Mulder. Using my mom like that. Sssss..Ow "

"Sorry. Here, lean on me." 

"I hate this."

"I know you do. Here, let me?"

"You're incorrigible."

"Ah, but you love me anyway. Come on, gotta stick to the 
schedule here."

"There is no schedule, Mulder."

"Whatever. Consequences, then. Your mom might 
come after me. Failure to do as thy 
mother said and all that."

"Mulder, she did not expect you to strip me down 
and jump in with me. Catholic; remember?"

"Scully, when your mom told me to take care 
of you she winked at me."

"She did not."

"Yes she did."

"You filled it too full!"

"Nah. If you lay on me it should be about the
 right level."

"I am not getting in there with you."

"Just go with it Scully. I won't bite. Besides, 
it's the easiest way to make sure you get in 
and out without hurting yourself. Or me."

"You're serious?"

"Yes, I am. I'll keep my boxers on. 
We'll have his and hers matching under -bath- 
wear."

"I can't believe I'm letting you do this."

"Come on, sunshine."

"You're enjoying this way too much."

"Of course I am. It's not everyday I get to 
take care of you."

"Oh, this is nice and hot. Smells of...roses.  
Mulder, where did you find roses?"

"Oh, you know me. Man of many connections. 
Not all of them are shady. Here. Lean back. 
Let me just get this around you."

"Did you turn the heat up in here?"

"Well, we can't have you freezing, leeching all my heat."

"Did you just call me a leech?"

"Shhh. Just relax. You could even sleep a 
little if you want. Just don't snore."

"I do not snore."

"Scully?"

"Hmmm -"

"I'm glad you're going to be okay."

"Shhh, I thought you wanted me to sleep."

"Mulder?" 

"Yeah, Scully?"

"Did my mother really wink at you?"