From: Starbuck70@aol.com
Date: Thu, 1 Jul 1999 19:21:25 EDT
Subject: The Unexpected (1/1) by Starbuck

Title:  The Unexpected

Author:  Starbuck

Email Address:  Starbuck70@aol.com

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Archive:  Anywhere is fine, as long as everything is attatched. 

Rating:  PG 

Category:  MSR

Spoilers:  None

Keywords:  Mulder/Scully romance

Summary:  Ehh.... Plot?  There's supposed to be a plot?  This is too short 
for a summary, it practically *is* a summary... Just read it.  :)

Disclaimer:  (to the tune of the Brady Bunch theme) 
This is the story
Of a guy named Mulder
Who was searching for his sister and the truth
And along came his partner Scully
Who was searching too.
Now we all know that there was this guy Chris Carter
Who created Mulder, Scully, and the Truth
Along with the other people
In the X-Files group (do do do-do)
The X-Files group (do do do-do)
And that's how they became the X-Files group.
(end of disclaimer~ reclaim sanity now)

Notes:  This story was written in less than 10 minutes.  Seriously, it took 
me longer to write the disclaimer.  :)  The idea came from a dream I had, and 
it's pure imagination.  Fluff.  If I write any more, the notes will be longer 
than the actual story, so read on.  It won't take long, I promise.  


The Unexpected 

"So,"  Scully said, pursing her lips and tapping on the folder that rested on 
her knees, "You believe that, what?  This man is psychic?"  She glanced down 
over the notes again, and after a few moments, back up at her partner, but 
found his eyes unfocused.  Unfocused on the area between her waist and chin 
she noticed as well.  His eyes were somewhat clouded, hazy and glinting with 
something unfamilliar.  "Mulder?"  She set the file down and focused on her 
partner.

God, he wanted to kiss her.  Every fiber in his being ached to reach out and 
touch her sitting poised before him, hands clasped over denim clad knees, 
white T-Shirt a little worn, and a little snug around her hips.  He gradually 
became aware that she was looking at him questioningly.

"Wha?"  He asked, shaking his head and meeting her eyes sternly.  She sighed.

"I was asking if you thought this man was psychic.  That his abilities to 
find these women might have been triggered by-"  He cut her off by raising 
one finger almost to her lips.  At her puzzled look he captured her face in 
his hands and brought his lips down onto hers, caressing her lips gently with 
his before pulling away to look into her eyes.

"What was that?"  She asked, stunned by his actions.  A small smile tugged at 
his lips when he saw she was breathing a bit heavier than normal.

"I just really, *really* wanted to kiss you."  He said matter-of-factly.

"Oh."  She said a little bit confused.  "Well, if you're finished now, I was 
saying something..."  A full blown grin spread across his face.

"Yes, please go on."  His hand waved slightly to the folder that she had set 
down on the coffee table.

"Well,"  She started, "You said something about this man being able to see 
things-"  But that's as far as she got.  He moved faster than lightning, 
gripping her face again between his warm palms and pressing is lips to hers.  
She gave a little yelp of surprise at first, then melted into his kiss.  It 
was gentle, but firm and lovingly exploring.  When his lungs began to ache 
finally, he pulled away and looked into her searing blue depths, finding them 
hungary and pleading for more.

Scully was surprised to say the least, but far from angry with him.  
Something else entirely had taken over her emotions.  And the way he was 
looking at her.  God, she thought she would die right then and there.  She'd 
been waiting so long, for this, but it was so unexpected.  Leave it to 
Mulder.  If we fail to expect the unexpected... well, if it ended up like 
this, she vowed to never expect anything again.  Damn, he was a good kisser.  
She smiled.  

Mulders arms came around her back gently, pulling her closer to him.  His 
lips moved from the top of her head to the side of her neck by her ear, 
leaving faerie light kisses along the way.  Scully attempted to breathe 
normally, but found it very difficult, her breath catching in her throat as 
she felt his lips on her ear.

"I've been wanting to do that for so long, Scully."  He whispered ever so 
softly against her ear, fingers moving up her waist and down her bare arms.

"Me too."  She whispered back.  She found his jawline with her lips and 
placed a barely there kiss against his warm skin.  "Do it again."  Her voice 
was so soft he could barely hear it, but held no objections to her request.  
And so he did. 

The End

See, I told you it was super short.  :)  Send feedback to Starbuck70@aol.com