From: "de-young-ones" Date: Sun, 28 Feb 1999 21:54:30 +0800 Subject: Stuck On You by Sqira A. TITLE: Stuck On You AUTHOR: Sqira A. CLASSIFICATION: VHA KEYWORDS: Mulder/Scully UST CONTENT WARNING: PG SUMMARY: Our heroes are in peril... they're stuck! SPOILER WARNING: None really DISTRIBUTION STATEMENT: Be my guest. Just have my name and e-mail along with it and please tell me where it is so that I can reference it to others. FEEDBACK: Please. Anything. Send it away to edy518@cyberway.com.sg THE DISCLAIMER: The X-Files and all related entities pertaining hereto are used without the permission of Chris Carter, 1013 Productions Inc. or anyone associated with. All characterizations are based on those created by Chris Carter, Gillian Anderson and David Duchovny. Any resemblance to their fiction or any other unauthorized works of fiction is purely coincidental and no copyright infringement is intended. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is really (define really) short; a fast-read... perhaps just a figment of my imagination :o) Enjoy! My deepest thanks to Heather for reading it first... in like a day! Thank YOU. ------------------------- "Scul- Don't close the..." "Mulder." "...door." "Found your 'new' waste bin?" "I'm holding it." "Good. Can we go now?" "One problem, Scully." "What?" "You locked us in." "I did what?! Why didn't you tell me?!" "I did uh..." "Don't answer that! I can't believe this! 10 hours on the plane, 2 hours of traffic and now this?!" "You always wanted a non-desk job." "Don't get smart on me Mulder. My tolerance level is riding low right now." "I tried to tell you when you came in." "I thought you left without telling me... again. What should we do now?" "You... me... an empty store room..." "Mulder!" "Okay, okay..." ------------------- "How long do we have to wait?" "Uh... about 3 hours." "Are you sure on that?" "Unless they missed 'South Park' and their essential 1 hour 10 minutes break, yes." "Are you certain?" "What do you want? A warranty card? I just know okay. Office, bed, office, bed, they were a 'blur' after some time. I spent enough hours here to know." "Sorry..." "What did you say? I can't hear you..." "You heard me. Now, get off my shoulder. My feet are falling asleep." -------------------- "Mulder..." "Hmmm..." "Stop staring at me!" "Why?! It's not as if I have anything else to look at. Everything else pales when compared to you." "Well... uh... find a hobby or something." "Name one." "Color code the mop sticks." "Sure Scully, that would really place the human civilization a step ahead." "You know, I could help you with what you were doing." "And how would that be?" "I could stare back." "You can't." "I could." "You won't." "I will. I'm doing it already. Gee, nice tie. New pants Mulder?" "Stop it. You making me feel... funny..." "Now, you know how I feel..." -------------------- "Uhh... I can't..." "Yes, you can... just a bit further... c'mon, Scully..." "I can't... can't do it... it's too much..." "I know you could... we've gone this far... can't stop now..." "I can't get higher Mulder... it's just taking too much of me..." "Just push harder Scully... I'm getting there too..." "I can't... not anymore..." "You sure. There's no other way?" "Yes... we tried..." "Then get off! We have been doing it for the last hour. We're not getting anywhere." "I'm sorry Mulder." "I know, the ledge is just too high. Even with all these boxes, we still can't wiggle our way out of here. Guess we wait, huh?" "We wait..." -------------------- "Why did you come looking for me?" "I was worried. You were late." "You knew where I was. I was not lost." "In this building, one can never be too sure." "You're getting paranoid on me, Scully?" "5 years with you, who knew what would happen. You shouldn't start counting all the eggs in your basket yet. You have yet to make a convert out of me." "What eggs Scully? I'm content enough with the 'hen' right here with me." "Mulder!" "Aww!!! That hurt Scully, what was that for?!" "You're making me blush and I don't do blush." "Why? You look beautiful when you do that. Aww!!!" "I don't do beautiful either." ------------------- "Scully, you're still shivering." "No, I'm... I'm... not." "Even with my coat on, you are still cold. I could see your breath from here." "You're just seeing things Mulder. I'm fine." "You're not. Scoot over here Scully. We'll keep each other warm." "I'm okay, really. I just don't see the point of air-conditioning in a store room." "Well, the mops need tender loving care too. Did you know..." "Yeah, yeah, that the amount of chemicals in this room is enough to blow up the entire building." "Not in the line of my '2-bodies-is better-than-none' theory, but that is fine, too." "Even in times like this..." "Scoot over here Scully. I can't stand seeing you freeze to death in that corner... touchwood." "I'm fine, Mulder!" "Don't make me go there!" "Don't bo- oh fine!" "Move over Scully." "You're cramping me. You're too big." "In some states, that's a turn-on." "I could hit you from this angle." "I know you could. I'm counting on your sympathy for doing this." -------------------- "Mulder..." "Hmmm?" "You're colder than I am. Why didn't you tell me?" "Tell you what?" "That you need your coat too." "You need it more that I do, Scully." "I don't need babying Mulder." "I'm not babying you, I just care a lot. Now, shut up and snuggle up." -------------------- "It's been some time since I had a warm..." "Did you say something, Mulder?" "No. Slept well?" "Not my usual bed but good enough. What time is it?" "I dunno." "How long do we have to wait?" "I have no idea. Why don't you sleep on and I'll stay watch?" "Mulder... you had barely 4 hours of sleep in the last 36 hours! It's me who should stay up." "Hush Scully. You'll crack a wall with that voice. I can survive on less than 4 hours. Hell, I survived so far right? I saw you forcing your eyes open on the plane. You sleep, you need it." "I can't fight you on this?" "Does 5 years being together mean anything to you?" "More than you know..." "What?" "Nothing. Okay, I'll sleep now. I'll take the next watch. Wake me up if there's anything. Anything, Mulder." "I will, I promise. Sleep, sleep I say." ------------------- "Mulder?" "Hmmm?" "Just checking." "Hmmm..." -------------------- "Mulder?" "Scully, that defeats the purpose of sleep." "What cologne are you wearing?" "B.O." "Seriously..." "Why? I have not bathed since the hotel and I think I smell bad. Cologne?" "I could still smell it." "Why?" "It's nice. I like it." "Okay." ------------------- "Scully?" "Hmmm?" "You're cramping my style. Could you, uh, shift a bit?" "Like this?" "Wait, let me help you..." "Okay..." "Okay, that's fine." "Mulder, I'm on your lap. How can that be any easier?" "Trust me... it'll be just fine." "Just don't poke me or anything." "Now that's a thought... Aww!!!" -------------------- "Hey! Why the hell are the lights on? Hey! Hey there! What are you guys doing here?" "Sshhh... I heard you. We are stuck here for last few hours. We are waiting for someone to come by and help us." "You don't seem to need any help there." "Don't start with me." "Okay, you need any help in getting up?" "No, just give me a few minutes to stretch out." "Want me to hold her for you?" "No, it's okay. She's better with me." "Pretty lady." "I know." "Yours?" "I wish... Could you hold the door for me? Don't want to get stuck again." "Hey, you might get lucky this time." "I 'am' lucky. I have her, right?" -------------------- "Mulder?" "Uh huh?" "Why am I moving?" "It's because I'm carrying you." "Why?" "Because we are out of the store room." "Did you get your waste bin?" "Damn. I knew I forgot something." "Do I foresee a repeat telecast of this incident tomorrow?" "No." "And why is that?" "It's because you are going to get it for me." "Mulder! How could you- Do you know I can walk?" "You were sleeping. Soundly too. It hurts me to wake you." "What if anyone sees us?" "Let them. Damsel in distress. Prince Charming to the rescue." "I need rescuing?" "You tell me." "Why..." "Could you stop with the 20 Questions already?!" "Okay... I can walk, you know. Put me down." "No. You can't make me." "I could." "You won't." "I will." "Okay, I know. Just let me do this. It's something I always wanted to do. This is my fantasy in reality." "Carrying me?" "Carrying, holding, tomato, tomahto." "Just this one time Mulder. I don't really dig this carrying thing." "You might change your mind." "Try me." "I am. Settle back Scully, you're making me nervous." "Okay, just don't let go of me." "I will not. Not ever." "Where are we going?" "Home Scully, home..." ------------------------- I gratefully accept AMEX, Visa, chocolates and most of all, feedback at edy518@cyberway.com.sg