From: Jacquie Sabatier Date: 13 Jun 2007 20:35:06 -0700 Subject: [all-xf] FF: "Wrong Turn" Source: atxc Title: "Wrong Turn" Authors: Jacquie and Sassy Pairing: Mulder and Scully Summary: A post episode fic for "Detour" (a personal favorite of mine, I might add. :D) Rating: NC-17 Feedback: Always welcome. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx There was a knock on the door. Mulder stood groggily and answered it. "What's up?" Scully was on the other side with a bag of groceries. "Just wanted to see how you are." "I'm alive." Mulder moved back to let her in. "You didn't have to do that, Scully." Scully tried a small smile despite a lump rising in her throat. "I know I didn't have to. I want to." She placed the bag on his countertop. He placed his left hand over her right one. "Thank you, Scully. For everything." He caught her eyes. Scully was caught for a moment in his hazel eyes. She became slightly afraid that he would see how she really felt if she kept his gaze so she glanced down toward the bag. "You didn't happen to bring a movie or two with you, did you?" Mulder said, sensing that he'd made her uncomfortable. Looking slightly sheepish, Scully presented "The Invisible Man" and "The Untouchables" "You're a woman after my own heart. Did you bring beer, Agent Scully?" "And iced tea." Scully was starting to grin. Mulder smiled over at her, remembering what he'd said to her for a few years back. "Could be love..." "Might very well be," Scully murmured under her breath. Mulder swallowed hard. "What did you say?" He was facing her now. Scully reached up to brush a strand of hair off his forehead. "Might very well be," she whispered, barely audible. Then she started to move, thinking she had scared him. Mulder reached out to grab her with his good arm. "Scully...Dana." He reached up to touch her cheek. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. Maybe I should go." "Don't go." Mulder let his fingers trail over her trembling lips. "Please...watch the movies with me. I promise to take this as slow as you need to." "It's okay, Mulder," Scully whispered, still kicking herself for saying anything. "Come on. Let's go sit down." "Go in. I'll be right behind you." Mulder was in pain and needed his medication. He didn't want her to see him take it. He saw a momentary flash of disappointment that he didn't trust her enough. "Okay," she agreed. Mulder waited until she was out of the room. He popped two pills dry, slamming the cabinet door. "Mulder, you're an ass," he muttered to himself. He put a bag of popcorn in the microwave and walked slowly into the living room. "Buttered or plain popcorn?" "Buttered is fine." Scully quickly wiped her face. She opened a bottle of ice tea as she settled against Mulder's couch. He saw her wipe the tears. It broke his heart. He was torn between going to her and leaving this "journey" to her. He wanted her. He knew it the first time they'd spoken that she could be for him. "Scully." She looked up at him. He walked over to her and knelt in front of her. Her legs were parted and he propped himself up with his good arm. His mouth was inches from hers. "I don't ever want to make you cry." "Mulder, come up here," Scully said softly, gently talking him by his good arm and pulling him up beside her. "I guess I need to be plainer." "You don't need to be plainer," Scully disagreed as she slowly reached out to touch his face. He closed his eyes and moved in to her touch. He hadn't shaved in a few days and he wondered if he needed to now. The microwave beeped. He sighed. "I'll get that." He kissed her palm. "Be right back." "I'll be here." Mulder stood slowly. He was a bit dizzy, but shook it off as he headed to the kitchen. He made it to the kitchen counter before having to grab onto it to steady himself. He hoped she hadn't seen him. She had. She helped him to the couch again. Then she got the popcorn out of the microwave. If it had been anyone but Scully, Mulder would have been embarrassed. "Thank you," he said as she sat the bowl of popcorn down on his coffee table. "So which one first?" "You pick." Mulder was surprised she'd picked movies they both liked. Scully picked up "The Untouchables" and stuck it in. She sat back on the couch and took a handful of popcorn. He was watching her and their hands touched inside the bowl. "Sorry.ladies first." "It's okay. Go ahead." Scully withdrew her hand completely, opting instead to drink from her ice tea bottle. She took a sip. "I love this movie." Mulder picked up a kernel of popcorn and held it to her mouth. He was more content to watch her. Scully rolled her eyes before finally taking the popcorn from him. "I'm being too sappy." The medicine was giving his tongue full reign of his words. Normally he would keep these things to himself. "Watch the movie Mulder," was all Scully said. Thinking he'd read the signals wrong, Mulder scooted away from her. He'd just have to live with the idea all they'd ever be was partners. Scully grabbed his hand and squeezed it. Mulder laced his fingers with hers. "Just watch the movie, Scully," he teased. "No necking." He couldn't believe he had just said that. Scully retracted her hand and turned back to the TV. He covered his face with his hand. 'What an idiot you are, Mulder.' He took a quick peek at her. Scully's eyes stared straight ahead at the screen. He sensed she wasn't watching the movie. He hit the pause button on the remote. "What are you doing, Mulder?" "Clearing the air." "Okay.." she said slowly. She turned to face him, still sitting cross-legged on the couch. "About what?" Mulder moved closer. "If I kiss you, you're not going to deck me, are you?" "If I said no?" Scully said in a barely audible whisper. Mulder gave her no time to back out. His lips closed over hers. The kiss was short, but it left his heart racing. Scully gently cupped his face. "Sssh." she whispered when she felt his apprehension if it was the right thing to do. "It's okay." "Let me do that again." Mulder pulled her mouth to his with his good hand and let his tongue slowly invade her mouth. Scully whimpered but allowed him in. He pulled back and rested back on the couch. When she didn't say anything, Mulder whispered, "I'm still waiting for you to punch me." "I'm not going to punch you." It took her a moment to find her voice. "Not even if I kiss you like that more often?" Mulder turned to face her. "Nope," Scully said softly. Mulder smiled and took her hand in his. He clicked "play" on the remote. 'I Dana Scully take thee Fox Mulder' She shook her head, sighing softly. "You look tired, "Mulder said half way into the movie. "I am a little." She got up. "And I should probably let you go to sleep." "Don't go." It wasn't so much the words as the way he said it that got her attention-vulnerable, almost little boy like. "I'll take the floor, you can have the couch." "Would be nice if you had a bed." It was out of her mouth before she could stop herself. "Uh." she turned beet red. "I mean are you sure you don't want the couch?" "We could always go to your place." Mulder took her hand in his. "It's okay." Scully managed a smile. "Wanna flip a coin to see who gets the bathroom first?" Mulder stood up slowly and drew her to him. "You get the bathroom first. Want a t shirt? I'd offer you some sweats, but they'd fall off you." "True. What have you got for t-shirts?" "Grey or black. Your pick," he said softly in her ear. "Black." "You look good in black," he said before he released her and headed to get her shirt. He returned a minute later and handed her a t-shirt. "It's clean, I swear." "I trust you." Scully took it from him and padded to the bathroom, already beginning to untie her ponytail. Mulder watched her go before starting to unbutton her jeans and slip them off. He was just pulling his sweats on when she opened the bathroom door. He looked up at her. The t-shirt came to her mid-thigh and he all but growled to keep his reaction hidden. "You play basketball in this shirt?" Scully teased. Mulder couldn't find his voice. Scully lowered herself onto the couch, seriously wanting to remove her underwear. They were bunching up and making her uncomfortable. Mulder made his way to the bathroom. "I'll just be a minute. Make yourself at home." He handed her a quilt and a pillow before shutting the bathroom door. Scully waited until he was gone to take her underwear off. She sighed. Mulder shaved quickly and stepped out after brushing his teeth. He saw Scully laying there on the couch. "I'm getting a bed tomorrow." "That should be good," she said conversationally as she subtly tried to hide her panties under her pillow so she didn't freak Mulder out. He took his pillow and laid it on the floor beside the couch. He was about to lie down when Scully's hand stopped him. "You can come up here if you want." "You okay with that?" "I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't," was Scully's soft response. Mulder took his blanket and pulled it atop her. He snuggled in behind her. He wrapped his still slightly sore arm around her waist. "This okay?" Scully couldn't help a sigh. "It's fine for me. Is it okay for you?" "Wouldn't have done it if it wasn't." Mulder chuckled a bit. "I'm teasing. I like being this close to you." "Your arm okay with this?" "It doesn't hurt a bit." Mulder kissed her neck. This made her shiver and close her eyes. She was thankful that he couldn't see her face. Tears were falling down her cheeks. For a brief moment, she allowed herself to hope that she had a future with him. "I'm a little cold. Mind if I pull the covers and put my arms under?" Mulder asked softly. "Not at all." Mulder slid his arms under the covers. Now the only thing separating his skin from hers was the thin material of his shirt on her body. "Comfortable?" "Yes." "Good." He laid his head on the pillow next to hers, his fingers lightly rubbing her stomach. Scully turned slightly over to kiss his chin. "Sleep, S.Mulder." Mulder tugged her chin up and kissed her mouth softly. His other hand slid under the pillow and under her head. His hand closed over her panties. He knew what they were, but said nothing. Scully smiled up at him. He smiled against her hear as he lay his head next to hers. "Sweet dreams." "Who knows? Maybe it'll rain sleeping bags." Scully teased. Mulder moaned in her ear. She kissed his hair. He slowly slid his hand down her thigh. His shirt had ridden up. He traced unknown patterns on her thigh with his fingers, causing her flesh to goose pimple. She sighed softly, shuddering. "Just tell me if I make you uncomfortable." Scully bit her lip against a whimper. She closed her eyes as his hands continued caressing her. 'This is all a dream.. .' a voice whispered in the back of her mind. Mulder laid his palm against her thigh. He slowly inched the shirt up. "Why Miss Scully, you aren't wearing any panties," he whispered in her ear before lightly taking her earlobe in his mouth and sucking gently. Scully squeezed her eyes shut. Afraid he was making her uncomfortable, Mulder pulled his shirt back down and rested his hand on her hip. "Why..Why stopping?" Scully whispered between shivers. "I don't want to rush you, Dana," Mulder whispered back. "No.." Scully tried again as her body shivered violently. "Not rushing." Mulder turned her to face him. "Kiss me." She did, starting slowly. Gradually, she deepened it, giving Mulder every opportunity to pull away if he needed to. His hand slowly moved between her legs and caressed her gently. She bit her lip. Mulder pulled back slightly. "This okay?" "Mulder." She pressed her forehead against his. "I'm perfectly comfortable with whatever you're comfortable with." He gently parted her folds and slipped a finger into her. He used his thumb and slowly caressed her center. Scully's body tightened around him. She moaned. He slid another finger inside her. "Let it all go, Scully." "G-o-o-d!" she moaned hoarsely. Mulder lowered him mouth to hers and kissed her as his finger slid in and out of her. She arched her head back, biting her lip against whimpers of ecstasy as she responded to him. He watched as he drove her over the edge. Hearing his name upon her lips made him shiver and he slowed his fingers. Scully came with a loud cry of ecstasy. She clung to him as she tried to catch her breath. Beads of sweat had formed on her forehead as well as his own. He laid his forehead against hers. "Sssh.." he said as he held her tight. Scully was beginning to cry now. "Did I hurt you?" His voice was shaky. She pressed a kiss to his neck as she desperately tried to control herself. "No," she managed in a whisper. He pulled her tight against him. He didn't like seeing her cry. He pressed a kiss to her hair. "I love you." His voice was barely audible. Scully's breath caught. She was torn between kissing him violently and being gentle. "Sweet dreams, Dana," he said after he wrapped his arms tighter around her. "I love you too," she whispered after a beat. Her quivering breath was beginning to slow. He smiled into her. 'Now maybe I can sleep too. You've kept me up many a night, Miss Scully.' "That's right. Sleep," Scully whispered. Mulder watched as she drifted into a peaceful slumber. He followed soon after. The sun was shining in his window the next morning. He went to stretch but her body draped across his halted the actions. She got up the rest of the way and went into the bathroom. He frowned. He pulled the covers back up over his bare chest. Soon he heard his shower going. Scully let the hot water mix with her tears. While she had been happy last night, there was a nagging voice in the back of her mind that said it wouldn't last. That she would have to leave. Mulder softly turned the knob and stepped into the bathroom. He was unsure if he should be here. 'Last night.does she regret last night?.' "Scully?" he said it loud enough for her to hear. "Yeah?" Scully hoped he wouldn't be able to tell that she had been crying. "Everything okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine. Glad you're getting a bed. That couch was a bit lumpy." "I slept like a baby," Mulder joked. "Hey, Scully." She washed her face. "Yeah." "Mind if I join you? The hot water doesn't last long." He hoped she didn't see through his poor excuse for wanting to climb naked into the shower with her. Scully momentarily panicked and then numbly agreed. He slid out of his sweats and joined her in the shower. He was careful not to touch her. He wanted this to be on her terms. And he was scared about last night. Had he gone too far too fast? Scully gently pulled under the tap. "Get your back?" Their bare skin connected and it was electricity. His eyes locked onto hers. He nodded. "If you're uncomfortable, Mulder, just tell me," she said a little softer. "Not uncomfortable," Mulder said calmly as she began to soap his back. She touched a sore spot on his shoulder and he winced. "Don't want to scare you away." Scully slowly turned Mulder around so he was facing her again. "You could never scare me away." Mulder caressed her cheek. "You've been crying. Why?" "You didn't do anything wrong," Scully started softly. "I'm.I'm just afraid I'm dreaming." Mulder kissed her softly but deeply. "Still think you're dreaming?" he asked when he pulled back. "Mulder..You're not leaving me, are you?" It was asked so softly, it was barely audible. "Just try to get rid of me." Scully unconsciously wrapped her arms a little tighter around him. "I'm not going anywhere, Danes." Scully pulled back, horrified, when she remembered his injured arm. The water was beginning to get cold. He pulled her back against him. "You weren't hurting me." He reached over and turned off the tap. He grabbed a big fluffy towel and wrapped her in it. Then he wrapped a towel around his own waist. "Okay," she said softly. "Let me love you, Dana." Hesitantly at first, she took a step toward him and touched the bandage on his shoulder. "I won't break." "I know." Her hand reached up to touch his face. "I just don't want to rush you into something you're not ready for." "I love you." Mulder looked away, afraid she'd hit him. "Mulder." she gently turned him back to her. He looked into her eyes. "I love you too." She kissed his hand. "I just want to make sure this is something you want." She looked up at him. "I never want to hurt you." Mulder backed her against the closed door and kissed her long and deep. "You never could." Scully wrapped her arms around Mulder. He gently tugged the towel from her frame and let it fall. He took her hand and led her back to the couch. "That's it. I'm getting a bed," he said before lowering his body onto hers. THE END