From: "Lizzy"
Date: April 1999
Title: That Day in the Hallway
Feedback: bebemoulinrouge@mtv.com
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: The X-Files: Fight the Future 
Keywords: MSR
Summary: What if....there was no bee...if Mulder and Scully would have 
Kissed....
Disclaim: Here we go one more time…Mulder and Scully don't belong to 
me! The y belong to CC, 1013, and the ducks 20th Century Fox. Now, 
lets get on with the show! 



I walked out of the elevator and headed for Mulder's apartment. 
I was going to break the news to him, and I knew he wasn't gonna take 
it well. The door was slightly ajar so I knocked, then pushed it open. 
Mulder was at his desk looking at a photo album. He looked up at me 
with those precious green eyes of his. 
	"What's wrong?" He asked me. I stood there and in reply to the 
question, I said, 
	"Salt Lake City, Utah. Transfer effective immediately. I 
already gave Skinner my letter of resignation." He kept looking straight 
at the photo album, as to say he didn't want to look at me. 
	"You can't quit now, Scully." 
	"I can, Mulder. I debated whether or not to even tell you in 
person." He didn't look up to me then either.I'm getting the feeling 
he despises me for leaving. 
	"We are close to something here. We're on the verge..." I 
interrupted him. 
	"You're on the verge, Mulder. Please don't do this to me." 
	"After what you saw last night, after all you've seen, you can 
just walk away?" This time he stood up and yelled in my face. He was 
right. I didn't want to walk away. From him or from his conspiracies. 
But I had to lie, 
	"I have, I did, it's done." 
	"I need you on this." He pleaded me like a child. The tears 
wanted to bust, my heart was about to explode and my conscience kept 
yelling 'Tell him how you feel...tell him how you feel' but I just 
couldn't. 
	"You don't need me, Mulder. You never have. I've just held you 
back...I've got to go." With that I turned and began to leave, with my 
heart broken from seeing Mulder's inconsolable face. I was mid-way down 
the hall when I heard Mulder's voice yelling at me again. 
	"If you wanna tell yourself that so you can quit with a clear 
conscience, you can. But you're wrong." I don't know what it was that 
I saw in his eyes, but I sensed that he had read my mind. All of a 
sudden, my subconsience betrayed me and a sudden anger came out of me. 
	"Why did they assign me to you in the first place, Mulder? To 
debunk your work, to rein you in, to shut you down!" He interrupted me 
like he does somewhat often. 
	"But you saved me. As difficult and frustrating as it's been 
sometimes, your Goddamned strict rationalism and science have saved me 
a thousand times over." His words impacted me so badly all I figured 
to do was stand here. I couldn't move. 
	"You kept me honest. You made me a whole person. I owe you 
everything, Scully, and you owe me nothing. I don't know if I want to 
do this alone...I don't even know if I can. And if I quit now, they 
win." Right now I was standing in total awe in front of Mulder, 
looking him straight in the eye. 
Occasionally looking to the side but focused on his emerald eyes. My 
eyes were flowing with tears and I couldn't hold it in. I walked into 
his embrace and he held me like no one had ever. I then pulled Mulder 
down to my level and kissed his forehead and seconds later we rested 
on each other. We spent a while like that, until Mulder pulled my head 
away from his and we stared into each other's eyes. I kept looking away, 
but something, an incredible force between us, made me look back at him. 
He cupped my face with those perfect hands of his, and then I felt him 
move in closer to me...

 

	The most beautiful kiss came out of his lips. Those lips I've 
been longing to kiss for 6 years, and this was the moment. His lips 
were soft, so soft. And we were there for plenty of time, each second 
searching for more and more. I lost count of how many seconds we were 
there, savoring the sweetest sugar off of each other. When the moment 
came, we declined form each other. We settled with deep breaths and 
stares. He stared into my eyes and said, 
	"Now do you wanna quit?" I turned around and walked out on him, 
but the image of his face in my memory made me stop and turn around again. 
	"I never did." I said. He looked at me in awe. I'm so fucking 
sensitive. Why do I have this feeling of just running into his arms and 
staying there forever? I couldn't hold it in anymore. That burning 
passion I had inside wouldn't let me live a second further.  I loved 
him with every last fiber of me. So I had no choice but run into his 
arms. He embraced me tighter and with more passion than before. We were 
there for another long while, within each other. When we separated, it 
seemed like neither of us knew what we had to do next or what our 
destiny would lead us and our now exposed love. Me and my stupid self, 
I broke the silence between us. That so perfect silence that said so 
much between us. 
	"What now?" I asked as I looked up at him. 
	"Nothing...come on I'll take you home." And like that he lead 
me out of his apartment building, with one doubt...If he truly loved me. 


 

	The car ride was silent the whole way to my apartment. He said 
nothing to me and knowing him, now that we uncovered our feelings for 
each other, he would be planning to sleep over at my house tonight. In 
my bed. With me. Oh how I wished that's what he was thinking. If it's 
not what he's thinking then I'm thinking about it and he's gotta stay 
with me tonight. When we finally got to my apartment, we stepped out 
of his car, both at the same time as we usually did. I rumbled the key 
into the lock and kept looking back at Mulder with the "what-the-hell-
are-you-doing-Mulder?" face. We finally walked in to my apartment and 
I took off my coat and threw it on the sofa. I couldn't hold it in 
anymore, so I finally went bust, 
	"Mulder, what is this all about?"  He took off his coat and 
also laid it on the sofa, right next to mine. 
	"Scully, why did you kiss me? Did you feel what I felt or just 
followed the moment and played with me?" Right there, when he said that, 
I felt like he yanked my heart out of my chest and threw it on the 
floor. Shit, how could he possibly think that I played with his feelings? 
He was so out-of-line. 
	"Mulder, how the hell could you think that I'm playing with 
you're feelings? Fuck, isn't obvious that I'm completely infatuated 
with you? That you have me blind from looking at any other man? I've 
been in this situation for 6 years, and you still think that I'm 
playing with your feelings?!" Oh my god. I said it. I just let it all go. 
Now I have to beg to God that he doesn't cuss me out. I felt my heart 
pounding against my chest not only because I screamed so loud I might 
get thrown out of my building, but also because I was eager to know his 
response. I stood there for a minute until his voice snapped me out of 
my trance. 
	"Really. You're not joking." 
	"No." The vulnerability of his words had me taken. Obviously, 
since I'm such an insesitive bitch, I never cry...but by eyes gave in 
this time. He grabbed by head and hugged me. Then, we looked up at each 
other again. We leaned in to kiss, this time with twice the passion and 
twice the intensity because now we knew. Now we knew that we mutually 
loved each other, that we couldn't hold on for one more second. That 
tonight we wouldn't think of anything or anyone or any problem until 
the sun rose. That from now on we wouldn't resist being away from each 
other one minute...one second...one instant. That tonight we would make 
love to each other, but not the kind of love anyone expects from a 
partner. We would make a passionate and wild, yet innocent and gentle 
love that never existed on the face of the earth. I felt his hands move 
from my face downward to the bottom of my back, pressing me closer to 
him. I felt the heat accumulating in the skin between our lips. 
It was miraculous. He took off my coat, letting it slip to the floor. 
I did the same as I gradually lifted that gray shirt that had accompanied 
him on many of our journeys together. My blouse was half undone by the 
time he decided to carry me out on our way to my bedroom, leaving the 
coats, my blazer, and his shirt lying on the living room floor. He 
laid me down on the bed in the dark room and began to kiss my neck. 
I pulled him up to where our eyes met and whispered: 
	"Mulder, I want you to know that I'm not any different from any 
other woman that you've made love to." He interrupted me. 
	"Yes, you are. You're Dana Scully. You're my Dana Scully. And 
that's a very big difference. At least to me it is." He kissed me gently 
on the neck and continued to caress my skin. A few minutes later we 
were completely naked in each other's arms. Our skin one on top of the 
other with burning flames in between. By now he'd kissed me in all the 
areas visible to the human eye. It was so pure, so rich. We laid down 
together, there with no barriers. No fears. No nothing. I felt safe in 
his arms, not afraid of anything or anyone. Right now, I feel like the 
luckiest woman in the world. We made love until the sun came up.




	I spend staring at him for a while, thinking of how we hid our 
feelings all these years, and in one second it was all uncovered. Oh 
God, I love him so much. He makes me...I don't know...if I didn't have 
him, I wouldn't feel complete. My love for Mulder goes beyond death. 
If he were to be gone someday-God forbid-I wouldn't be able to go on. 
He's my other half. My only true love. I might have had feelings long 
ago for  Agent Pendrell, or Ed Jerse, or anyone, but they were never 
as strong as my feelings for Mulder. Now that I had given my self to 
him in mind, body, and soul, I wasn't willing to lose him, even if my 
life depended on it. We were one. Last night we made love in an 
unnatural way, and I wasn't going to let that end...ever. Till death do 
us `part.

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