From: "Cheryl Massie" Date: Sun, 03 Sep 2000 21:57:49 BST Subject: song-fic, MSR Source: xff TITLE: Run To You (1/1) FROM: CM EMAIL ADDRESS: nuttier_tart@hotmail.com DATE: 3rd September 2000 ARCHIVE: Sure! RATING: G KEYWORDS: Song-fic, MSR SPOILERS: None. This is set before the events of 'Millenium' SUMMARY: Scully is having one of those 'depressed' days until a certain song turns things around... DISCLAIMER: Mulder and Scully belong to CC, Fox and 1013 productions, however David Duchovny belongs to me (but only in my dreams) :-)'Run to you' was written by A.Rich and J.Friedman. FEEDBACK: I love it to death! Comments? Suggestions? Anything? nuttier_tart@hotmail.com AUTHORS NOTE: When 'Run to you' (Whitney Houstan) came on the radio a couple of days ago, i couldn't believe how perfect this song was for Scully! Just check out the lyrics (below) I don't usually do song-fics but when i heard that song i just had to write this! Hope you like it and don't forget to let me know what you think! Thanks. Dana Scully sighed and sat down in her partner's chair. She was an hour early for work so he wouldn't be in for a while. She hadn't slept all night and gave in trying at around 4.30 am. Have you ever had one of those days/nights when you feel so depressed for no apparent reason? You know the ones: you end up sitting in the dark thinking about every single aspect of your 'life', where it is going, where it has been, yada, yada, yada and you just end up feeling totally and completely depressed? Well, Dana Scully had one of those nights last night, she came close to tears, but managed to will them away. It was raining heavily and the night somehow seemed darker than usual, maybe to complement her spirit? God, she just felt so empty and so alone! She wasn't feeling much better this morning either, in fact, she was feeling so damn sorry for herself she had to laugh at how pathetic it was. The silence of the office was deadly, she hated it! The empty, lonely, cold atmosphere filled her and only added to her own emptiness, loneliness and coldness. She spotted a small stereo in the corner, thought 'what the hell, even morning radio would be better than this', got up and switched it on. She jumped as the volume burst from it and pained her ears. She quickly turned it down, sighed, and sat back down on the chair. With crossed legs and closed eyes she tried to relax. She listened as the voice introduced some Whitney Houstan song. 'Great' she thought, 'if *i will always love you* comes on, i swear i will take out my gun and shoot myself'. She was relieved to her that it wasn't that song and relaxed as she listened to the beautifully sung lyrics: ~I know that when you look at me there's so much that you just don't see but if you would only take the time i know in my heart you'd find a girl who's scared sometimes who isn't always strong Can't you see the hurt in me? i feel so all alone I wanna run to you I wanna run to you Won't you hold me in your arms? And keep me safe from harm I wanna run to you But if i run to you Tell me will you stay? Or will you run away? each day, each day i play the role of someone always in control but at night i come home and turn the key and there's nobody there no one cares for me ever since, i've been trying hard to find your dreams without someone to share them with to help me with this need REPEATS CHORUS i need you here i need you here to wipe away my tears to kiss away my fears oh boy, if you only knew how much i wanna run... REPEATS CHORUS TOO FADE~ When the song finished she turned off the radio and sat in silence for a minute or so. Then she cried. She cried every tear that she had held inside for so long, she thought about all the times she had been close to death and cried harder, she though about all the pain, all the loss and all the longing and cried some more and she thought about him, Fox Mulder, and cried like she had never cried before. She sat sobbing for what seemed like a lifetime, but tears were no longer coming out of her eyes. She didn't think she had any left. *Damn that song! How the hell could it be so accurate? Who found there way into my mind and heart and wrote it all down on paper* She was wrong about having no more tears left. Suddenly she heard footsteps coming towards the office door. 'Oh my God! Please don't let that be him! I can't let him see me like this, i can't let him see me this weak! Please...' It was too late. As she saw the door open slowly, she turned to face the other way, mind racing, desperately trying to think of a plan. 'Morning Scully!' *Oh god, what should i say? What the hell should i say?* 'Um, Scully?' She didn't move. 'Scully? Scully, you okay?' His voice was soft and full of concern. She loved it when he spoke like that. 'Mulder, i'm..., uh, yeah, fine'. Eventually she gave in and turned to look at him, praying that she didn't look as bad as she felt, she could feel her eyes, sore, wet and swollen. She smiled and knew it was unsuccessful at backing up her statement. He just stood looking at her for a moment. She felt close to tears again so she turned away and sat back down on the chair. Slowly, Mulder walked over to her and sat down on the desk, directly facing her. She tried her hardest to avoid eye contact and to stop her heart from exploding in her chest just because he was sitting *so close* to her and looking at her *so lovingly*. A unvited tear crept down her flushed cheek. Mulder knelt down on the floor and looked up at her. This was it, now she really couldn't breathe. She felt a warm, shaking thumb gently brush her cheek. *It was a tear. He was wiping away my tears* She smiled. *Just like in the song* Her heart warmed, how could he be so damn sweet? He was still looking at her but now she was looking back. He looked as though he was about to say something then decided against it. 'Mulder? What? What do you want to say?' He looked up at he through those dark, soulful eyes and she melted into them. 'Scully, i love you! You know that right?' Scully felt a lump in her throat and hoped that Mulder didn't mind that a nod was all he was going to get as a reply. She did know it, but after all these years that wasn't enough, she needed more proof, more evidence. She needed to feel it. She thought about the song again and the warmth of his thumb as he lovingly wiped away her tears. There was just one more thing that she needed: 'Mulder' Finally she regained her ability to talk. 'Yeah?' 'Will you do me a favour?' 'Sure Scully, anything...' 'Will you kiss away my fears?' Mulder smiled and she smiled back, not quite believing what she had just said. It sounded more clever in her head but out loud, it just sounded stupid. 'Well okay, but you'll owe me big time for this one Scully!' He giggled and Scully laughed-loudly! She wasn't sure if it was because she thought what he had just said was funny or because she was nervous. She decided it was a little of both, though most likely more of the latter one. Suddenly she felt large, strong hands on both cheeks caressing her skin and gently pulling her nearer. All the time he was looking at her through *those* eyes and when he got near, he half-closed them. She couldn't help but notice how handsome he looked. She felt her lips start to itch for his and then she felt it. The slightest, most gentle pressure against her mouth. She tasted him and hungrily wanting more pushed harder against them. He responded by opening his mouth and sliding in his tongue, pulling her closer to him. *Heaven, pure heaven* She felt herself smile all over and then frown as she felt him pull away. 'Hey!' She complained. 'Why did you stop? You're not even half through my fears yet, Agent Mulder!' 'Don't worry-i'm not done yet!' He smiled. 'It's just that this, um, kinda reminds me of a song that i heard on the radio on the way to work. I think it was called *Run to you*, have you heard it?' 'Oh yeah, Mulder, i've heard it' she laughed 'you know Mulder, i was thinking about making a follow up to that song!' 'Oh really? And how would it go?' he asked playfully. 'A little something like this...' And she pulled him in for another kiss. Maybe this wasn't going to be such a bad day afterall... ~THE END~ Sorry, cheesy i know! But a little cheese is good once in a while. :-)