Suddenly, Mulder's lips were inches away from her ear. "Listen."
He repeated, so softly that Dana actually felt what was said more
than she heard it. As the second verse began, Mulder kept his lips
right where they were and his warm breath fanned her cheek.
<When I give my heart/It will be completely/
Or I'll never give my heart/
And the moment/I can feel that you feel that way too/
Is when I'll fall in love with you>
Mulder raised his hand to her chin and turned her face toward him,
locking his eyes with hers. The understanding came to Dana that
these were the words that he wanted to say to her.
"Such simple words and yet. . ."
"I know, Mulder. I know."
Normally, he kept his true feelings locked deep inside him, tucked
away in that secure place that he hadn't let anyone into for years.
Yet, tonight Dana had found that place, and she was waiting to be
let in, if he was willing.
Taking her hands, and avoiding the coffee table, Mulder took a few
steps backward, and pulled Dana down with him onto the couch.
She came to rest on his lap with her back against the arm rest. He
pulled her legs closer to him and wrapped an arm around her waist.
"I do love you, I have for so long, now." He said softly, tracing
lazy patterns on her thigh just below the hem of her dress.
Dana let her eyes slide shut as the words drifted into her. She laid
her head against his shoulder and let her body relax.
"I love you, too. And this is right." She answered.
Mulder smiled at how easily the words came to her. The hand he
had behind her moved down from her waist and smoothed the silky
material covering her hip.
"When they closed down the X-Files was when I first realized it. I
didn't care so much for the work they took away, I knew they could
never completely stop me. What made me so angry was the idea
that they could take you away from me. I tried to tell you that after
the case in Puerto Rico but I didn't know. . . I wasn't sure you
wanted this then."
"I did. I just wasn't ready for it." Dana said.
"But you are now?" Mulder said, flattening out the hand on her
thigh and running it down the length of her leg.
Dana took a shaky but controlled breath. "Yes."
She felt herself being carried away by his soft and gentle touch.
Here and there, never very bold, but always with the implication of
what could be. What was to come.
"Are you sure?" He asked again. His hand started back up her leg,
slower than before.
"I'm sure." She said softly, her head rolling back as the sensual
"Really sure? Really, really sure?"
"Yes, Mulder!" She said, looking up at him. That's when she saw
the devilish glint that had found its way into his eyes.
"You're ready for Fox Mulder on a 24/7 basis? You know I don't
sleep much. " His voice now low and sultry.
Dana looked down and then back up through her eyelashes at him.
"Perhaps I can be of some assistance with that." She said, picking
up on the flirtation. She raised herself up and brought her knees
down beside his legs, straddling him. Grasping both of his hands,
she leaned forward, causing him to recline against the couch back
until his head touched the wall. "Maybe you need that vacation
more than you know."
"Is that your medical opinion, Dr. Scully?" He said, bringing his
head up to meet hers.
"Yes, it is." Dana ran her tongue over his bottom lip and Mulder
opened his mouth to her. The passion of this kiss was even more
overwhelming than their first during the dance. So when Mulder
abruptly stopped and pulled away from her, it took Dana a minute
to register that he'd said something.
"Wha-? I'm sorry, what did you say?" Shaking her head, she tried
to catch up with his fast change in direction.
"I said, let's go."
"Go? Where?" She wasn't quite caught up yet.
"To the Vineyard. On vacation. Together. Tonight!" He said,
shoving her off his lap and leaping to his feet. Without waiting for
her reply, Mulder headed for his bedroom.
Dana sat in a daze on the couch. "Tonight? Mulder--" She jumped
off the couch and went after him. She found him head first in his
closet, struggling to remove a large suitcase.
"Yeah, it'll be great. We can drive up there tonight, watch the sun
come up over the ocean and then get a hotel." He threw the case on
the bed and snapped it open. "Better yet, I know a great little bed
and breakfast we can stay at. Met the owners a few years ago,
they're both abductees. It's still early in the season, so they'll
have plenty of rooms available, especially since it'll be Tuesday
when we check in."
As he rambled on, the suitcase began to fill up with clothes Dana
had never seen him wear and really had no idea he even owned. A
few pairs of Bermuda shorts and a couple of tee-shirts from places
like Key West and Virginia Beach flew out of his dresser and into
"Mulder. This is nuts. What will we tell Skinner? That the two of
us just happened to decide to take spur-of-the-moment vacations at
exactly the same time? Starting on a *Tuesday*? He's going to
suspect something is up."
Mulder finally stopped and turned toward her. "Dana, if you don't
want to do this--"
"No, I didn't say that. This *was* my idea, remember?"
"Then forget about Skinner. Forget about everybody but us. You're
right, Dana. We need some time alone together."
He had understood what she meant during dinner. "Yes, we do."
"So? Let's do this!" He said, getting that excited-twelve-year-old-
boy look on his face.
His enthusiasm quickly infected her and she gave in. "Okay." She
said, giving him an unsure smile.
Mulder moved to her and took hold of her arms. "Okay?" His own
smile reassuring her.
"Yes! Okay. Just let me--"
Mulder whirled around and headed for his bathroom. "--go home
and pack and I'll--"
Dana was two steps ahead of him, grabbing her back-pack from the
bathroom floor. "--pick me up in--"
"--half an hour." They said together. Mulder reached for his
shaving kit as Dana slipped past him into the hallway.
"Wait. I almost forgot." He said, reaching out and snatching her
arm. He joined her in the hall and began to pull her toward the
living room again. Dana went a few steps before she registered
what was happening.
"Mulder, what now?"
Mulder turned around and gave her a silly grin. "I might be wrong
but I think we have a little matter to attend to before we go."
Mulder saw her eyebrow arch up, demanding to know what he was
talking about. "Just trust me on this one. It'll only take a minute."
He gave her that look of his, the one he used when he really wanted
something and it worked.
Dana sighed and allowed him to pull her back into the living room.
He walked up to his desk and pulled her up against him so she
could look out the window.
"What?" She asked him, looking out into the darkened street.
Mulder chuckled and raised his hand to point to the roof-top across
from them. Dana looked up and saw nothing, at first. Then, slowly,
a figure rose up from behind the wall there. Mulder waved. The
figure waved back, then it reached down and pulled another figure
up beside it.
"Mulder, who is that?" The two figures turned then, and the bright
moonlight reflected off of their faces. "It's Shelley and Danny!"
Dana said. She looked around at Mulder to see him grinning. "How
did you know they were there?"
"When you said this was Shelley's idea, I figured she'd want to
follow through on her plan. Knowing Shelley, it makes sense,
doesn't it? She'd want to be sure I didn't screw this up, right?"
Dana looked at him in disbelief and then turned back toward the
window. Shelley was yelling something that neither of them
understood so Mulder reached down and cranked open the
"What?" Dana called to her.
"I said, is everything okay over there?"
Dana looked up at Mulder, asking that same question with her eyes.
He cupped her cheek with his hand and stroked her face tenderly.
She raised her hand and took his, kissing his palm with the same
tenderness. Then she turned back toward the window.
"Everything is just perfect." Dana yelled back.
"Everything? Are you sure?" Shelley asked.
"Yes. I'll call you tomorrow." Dana answered her.
"Why bother with that? Why don't the two of you just yell across
the street again *tomorrow* night when I'm trying to sleep!" An
unknown man's voice bellowed from somewhere below Mulder's
Dana covered her mouth in horror at having disturbed one of
Mulder's neighbors. She looked up at him with a guilty smile and
then turned to see Danny grab Shelley and start to drag her toward
the fire escape. Shelley waved one last time before they
disappeared into the shadows. Dana waved back and then turned
away from the window as Mulder leaned out.
"Sorry about the noise, Mr. Wilcox. We'll try to keep it down."
"I'll call the cops on you one of these days, Mr. Mulder! I swear I
will!" With that, Mr. Wilcox slammed his window shut.
"Mulder, I don't think he likes you." Dana said with a grin.
"I'll send him a fruit basket from the Vineyard as an apology."
Dana giggled and Mulder cranked the window shut. Then he
turned and slipped into her arms again. "So? Are you ready for
some rest and relaxation on the beach?" He asked, kissing the base
of her throat.
Dana leaned her head back, giving Mulder full access to the very
sensitive spot he'd just found. "Oh, is *that* what the kids are
calling it now?" She asked, the last word turning into a moan of
Mulder chuckled low in his throat and began to stumble toward the
bedroom, lifting her up off the floor. Dana reached up and wrapped
one arm around his neck while he gathered the rest of her up in his
arms. Carefully, he began to walk across the living room toward
the hall. Dana ran her hand through his hair.
"Mulder, if we keep this up, we'll never get to the Vineyard before
"See? That's the great thing about this place, Dana." He said,
bringing his head up to show her the renewed passion in his eyes.
"They have one damn near every morning."
She gave him a Ha-Ha-Very-Funny look and then quickly reached
out to grab the corner of the hallway. "Nevertheless, Mulder."
He didn't try to force her to let go. Instead, he stopped and set her
feet down on the floor. Then he waited for her to continue.
"We've decided to go, so we should go. And no matter how badly
we both want to do that--" she pointed toward the bedroom, "first,
if we do we'll never get there."
Mulder slumped against the wall and hung his head in defeat.
"You're right. Okay. But!" He said, snapping his head up to look at
her. "I have a slight change in plans. There's no sense in you
all the way home and then me coming to get you. I can be ready in
like, five minutes. So, stay here, help me get the place ready to
and then we'll head over to your house. Together."
"Okay, but we're not going to do that--" she pointed toward the
bedroom again, "when we get to my house, either. I kind of like the
idea of getting some sun and relaxing before we. . ."
Mulder nodded his understanding and agreement. "Deal. We've
waited four years to get this far, there's no sense in trying to catch
up all in one night."
With a quick kiss, they each went their separate ways. Within five
minutes, Mulder was completely packed and Dana had straightened
up the rest of the apartment. Leftovers were in the fridge and all
open flames had been extinguished.
Dana turned toward the hall just as Mulder came into the foyer
carrying his suitcase, overnight bag and her back-pack.
"Ready?" She asked, wiping her hands on a dishtowel.
"Yep." He said, walking toward the door and snatching his keys off
the table there.
Dana took her bag from him and opened the door. Mulder followed
her out and then turned around to pull it shut behind him. With a
last glance back into his apartment, the magnitude of what had
transpired over the last several hours occurred to him for the first
time. His entire life had changed over the course of one evening,
never to be the same again. The simple act of leaving his
apartment became a statement for that change. He wasn't just
leaving for a trip to the beach with Dana, he was leaving behind
what he had become over the years since Samantha's abduction.
The chains of loneliness and self-hatred that he always felt so
strongly in these rooms were being broken, and an overwhelming
sense of freedom and joy was replacing them.
He turned to look at Dana, curious as to whether she had any
knowledge of what was happening to him right now. The gentle
smile of understanding on her face left no doubt.
Never taking his eyes off of her, Mulder slammed his door shut.
Dana's eyes widened in brief shock and then she laughed.
"Mulder! You may come back from the beach and find that you've
finally pissed off enough neighbors to get yourself evicted." She
said, turning toward the elevator.
"Then I'd just have to move in with you." He waggled his eyebrows
"Oh, right. Wouldn't my mother love that! She'd be picking out
wedding invitations by the end of the week."
Mulder punched the down button. "I don't want a big wedding, I'd
rather elope. Get a quickie in Vegas, maybe."
Dana snorted. "Now, that you'll have to take up with her. My
mother has grand plans of the world's largest wedding waiting for
me. None of which involve the words 'quickie' or 'Vegas', I'm
The doors opened and they stepped inside the lift. "Maybe so. But
once I remind her of the fact that the quicker the wedding, the
sooner the grandkids start to arrive, I'm sure she'll come around."
"Grandkids!" Dana said, punching the level-one button. "That's her
other favorite topic. She's already got several names picked out and
I just know she's been in contact with the local pre-schools--"
The elevator doors slid shut on their conversation just as Mr.
Wilcox came charging out of the stairwell. He stomped up to
door number 42 and began to pound on it.
"That's IT, Mr. Mulder! I've had all of you I'm going to take!
Slamming doors and yelling! Do you hear me?! I've already
called the cops and when they get here I'm going to tell them
everything! How you bounce that damn basketball over my head
until all hours of the morning! Not to mention the drive-by
shooting! Remember that?! Or that thing with the poisoned water?
I had to miss a week of work because of that! I'll have them evict
you, if it's the last thing I do! Are you listening to me, Mr. Mulder?
Mr. Mulder! MISTER MULLLLL-DERRRRRRR!"
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