Into Darkness - 5/5 Selena Coontz - Selena1782@aol.com Two Days Later Perrin walked gingerly into her bedroom carrying a tray holding a bowl of Cocoa Krispies and a cup of milk. She set the tray down, crawled into bed and nuzzled the still sleeping redhead. "Wake up, sleepyhead. Breakfast is served." "Mmmm." Scully turned over and opened her eyes. "Good morning." "Good morning. I brought your favorite." Scully looked at the tray and raised an eyebrow. "Cocoa Krispies?" Perrin laughed. "OK, my favorite. You now know all of my dirty secrets." They had spent most of the previous two days giving statements to the police and the FBI, getting medical examinations, avoiding the media and, in Scully's case, writing reports. They had had precious little time for themselves and had fallen into bed exhausted both nights. Scully reached out and caressed Perrin on the cheek. "How're you feeling?" "I'm OK. A little sore." "I've seen how you hold yourself when you think I'm not looking. I think you're a lot sore." "I'm OK, Dana. I've taken tumbles from horses and when bullriding that left me a lot sorer." Scully sat up and leaned back against the headboard. "We need to talk." Perrin sat up and faced her. "Why do those words scare me so much?" she asked, searching Scully's eyes. Scully reached out and took Perrin's hand in hers. "You were nearly killed. You were tortured and nearly murdered because of your relationship with me. And the most danger doesn't even come from people like BJ. Mulder and I have made enemies. You don't know the danger you're in. But I do. This thing with BJ just brought it home. I couldn't bear to lose you simply because I love you." Tears welled in Perrin's eyes. "I've been thinking about the danger, too. But not to me, to you. You're in constant danger between the strange events you investigate and the psychopaths you hunt." Scully shook her head and tears glistened in her eyes as well. "I don't think I can love you, and let you love me, and do what I do." "Stop! Don't say one more word. I love you so much. I couldn't live without you. And that's what's terrifying both of us, isn't it? Losing the other one?" "Perrin, if I lose you because of my job, I'll go crazy." "And if I lose you because of your job I'll be devastated. But if I lose you because of your fear for my life, then *I'll* go crazy. Can't you see? If we lose each other because of fear, then what we fear most has already happened." "But you would be alive and well, not murdered because of your relationship with me." "I might be alive, but I most definitely would not be well." Tears began flowing freely as Perrin continued. "When BJ had us in the truck and you kept trying to get her to let me go and I was saying no, the thought went through my mind that I would rather die with you than live without you. And it's true. I love you, chica. More than I ever believed would be possible. If you leave me to save me, I wouldn't be able to stand it." "Oh babe, I don't want to lose you either." They fell into each other's arms and held on, rocking slightly as their tears fell, and let loose the pent up emotions of the previous 48 hours. After a while their tears diminished and Scully pulled back. They stared into each others eyes and silently, a decision was made. A decision to face the future together. Slowly their lips came together for a kiss. A soft, chaste kiss. With trembling lips barely touching, they sealed their silent commitment to each other. Decision made, commitment sealed, they slowly kissed. Melting into each other, they stretched out once again on the bed. "I love you so much," Scully whispered. "I love you too, with all that I am." Their mouths touched again, tenderly and unhurried, long, deep kisses that conveyed their love. They kissed endlessly, savoring that love, rejoicing in life, taking joy in each other. After a while, their kisses became harder, more urgent, their desire awakening. Perrin's hand came up and caressed Scully's breast through the thin material of her nightgown. "Mmmm," Scully groaned into Perrin's mouth as Perrin gently squeezed her nipple to full attention. "Oh chica," Perrin pushed Scully over on her back. Straddling her, she lowered her body on top of Scully's and claimed her with a kiss. She explored Scully's mouth, her soul on fire with her desire to please her. To show her with her body what her heart felt. "Take off your gown," she said breathlessly as she raised up and stripped off her own t-shirt. "Yes," Scully answered as she pulled her gown off. Tossing it to the floor, she pulled Perrin back down on top of her. They kissed ardently, passionately, leaving them both breathless. Retreating from Scully's mouth, Perrin kissed her way down to her breast, swirling her tongue around her nipple before sucking it gently between her lips. Scully arched into Perrin's mouth, the sensation suffusing her body with desire. "Oh God, Perrin," Scully breathed. Perrin brought her mouth to Scully's other breast, bestowing on it the same attention. It responded as well, the nipple firming quickly, bringing more sighs and murmurs of pleasure from Scully. Perrin began working her way down Scully's body, her tongue leaving a hot, wet trail. "Stop," Scully pleaded. "Stop a minute," she said as Perrin raised her head in puzzlement. She combed her fingers through Perrin's hair, pushing it back from her face. "Later, we can do that. But this time, I want us to come together. I want to see your face. I want you to see mine. Come back up here." Desire coursed through Perrin's body at Scully's words. "Chica," she whispered as she brought her head back even with Scully's. They gazed in each other's eyes and slowly brought their lips together once more for a kiss. As the kiss grew in urgency, Scully trailed her fingers down Perrin's body, stopping en route to tease a nipple. Breaking the kiss she said, "Be right back, there's something I want to do." She lowered her mouth to the burns on Perrin's chest, and oh-so gently kissed them. "Chica." Tears squeezed from the corners of Perrin's eyes. "I was so afraid that would come between us. That the burns would be too painful a reminder of what happened." "They are a painful reminder, and if you want to get rid of them I wouldn't be against it, but they also remind me how much you love me." "Yes. I see them as a reminder of how precious life is." Perrin smiled. "Now, get back up here and let's live," she growled. Scully smiled as she brought her face even with Perrin's just as her hand was discovering the wet heat between Perrin's legs. A soft "oh" escaped Perrin's lips at Scully's touch. She bent her knee to give Scully better access just as her own fingers were sliding into Scully's secret places. She ran her fingers between Scully's swollen lips and felt her clitoris, already amazingly hard. "Go inside me," Scully whispered as her own fingers entered Perrin. "Ahh, yes," Perrin groaned. She pushed her fingers into Scully. "So sweet. Like velvet heat." Their hips began to undulate as they found their rhythm. Thumbs gently circled clits as they took their cues from each other, picking up speed and pressure as their excitement mounted. "Oh God, I'm almost there," Perrin moaned. "Me, too." Their eyes bore into each others as they neared the precipice. "Now!" Perrin cried. Scully felt Perrin's muscles clamp down on her fingers as her contractions began, sending her over the edge as well. "Yes!" Scully fought to keep her eyes on Perrin's, wanting them to experience their pleasure together, as one. They rode out each other's contractions, eyes locked, until the spasms became erratic and finally stopped. "Oh chica, that was incredible!" Scully smiled at her. "Oh, yeah." They kissed, and stroked each other's hair, and held each other. And for this time at least, banished the darkness. ****** BJ's Journal - the last entry ~I always believed Daddy knew everything. That what he thought was ~right. But he was wrong about a lot of things. I know that now. ~He was wrong about girls. Maybe he was wrong about queers. ~I've been thinking about Gwen a lot lately, ever since I saw THEM ~together. Just kind of wondering where she is. What she's doing. ~Who she's with. Doesn't matter. ~I remember writing once that 'if only' are the two most loathsome ~words in any language. But thinking 'if only' doesn't get you ~nothing but a heart full of misery and a belly full of regret. But ~seeing them two together, watching them kiss, made me wonder ~what if Mama and Daddy had never caught me and Gwen. Would ~everything have been different? Would I have been a queer then? ~I never wanted to bed a man. Maybe I spent too much of my life ~wanting my own penis to ever want to make love to someone with ~one. But if I had one, I could have loved a woman and no one would ~have thought anything about it. Maybe I would have kissed women ~instead of killing them. ~But 'what if's" and 'if only's' are for whiners. Does no good. I ~hated Dana Scully because she had everything I wanted. And then ~I saw she had a girlfriend too. A beautiful, strong looking girlfriend ~like Gwen. ~There's no way I'm going back to prison. Dying doesn't scare me. ~If Special Agent Dr. Dana Scully doesn't kill me, the cops will. ~I'll never let them take me alive. And I don't care how many of ~them I kill, but I'll give Dana Scully a chance. One chance. ~But she'll have to find it. Else her and her girlfriend will be like ~all the others. Doesn't matter to me either way. Live or die? Live ~or die. I remember a poem I heard once. "For want of a nail--" End If you liked this story, send me feedback. That inspires me to write more. Author's Note: I've taken major liberties with Texas geography. There is a Whitesboro Texas, but it's a small town and not near Jacksboro as portrayed.