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Title: The Way We Were (1/2)
By: Katie Lundon (LJ: thataslove)
Date: September 11, 2008
Rating: PG
Characters: Mulder/Scully; MSR
Time: Post-IWTB
Description: Mulder confronts Scully about 'The way they were'.
Disclaimer: CC is God.
I may write a second part, but if not this can work on its own.
Mulder sat in the living room of their very large home. He had been sitting there since the late morning. This was the one day he hadn't entered his office first thing after waking up. That was his routine. Wake up, greet Scully, go into the office and not leave until he was too hungry to not go without food any longer. In that way, he still lived for his 'work'. Although, he wasn't being paid and he wasn't able to do anything except read and ponder over the clippings covering the walls.
Each day was the same, as was each night. Scully would come home in the early evening, do some paper work and make them dinner. There wasn't really any conversation while eating between them. Sometimes Mulder would talk about some clipping he had cut out that day that would involve UFOs landing in Arizona. He knew that Scully didn't care much anymore. The interest left her when they left the FBI. Mulder had come to the conclusion that right now things were about keeping a house over their heads, him from being caught by the FBI (which she still believed was after him) and her having a job that she would be able to somewhat enjoy. The love they had for each other was still there, but it wasn't greatly shown nor was it wanted.
The only time the passion they had for each other was ever show was late at night in their bed. It was if their relationship didn't go any further than that. Yes, working with each other again and the FBI a year ago did cause problems which were fixed not too long after. Things were fine until Christian died a month after they returned from their vacation. Mulder was sure things would be perfect for them; the way it was while they worked with each other. Scully had shut herself off from him and everyone else for a while. It wasn't until recently that she was becoming better and moving on.
He heard her car pull up through the melting snow. Closing his eyes he remembered that day. The morning where he followed her outside to her car. When everything seemed to make sense again.
As he heard the door open his eyes shot open. Scully somewhat stared at him for a moment before closing the door behind her and setting down her things. For the first time in a long time he knew that she could read his mind. He knew she knew they needed to talk.
Scully sat down next to Mulder on he couch and took off her gloves which she set on the coffee table in front of them.
"What is it?" She asked looking into his eyes.
After a moment he looked up from her gloves. "We aren't happy. Not the way we used to be."
Scully's head shock in disbelief. "Are you leaving me, Mulder?"
Mulder took her hands in his quickly. "No! Scully I would never leave you. I'm saying that ever since we've been here we haven't been the same. I'm not just saying you, I'm saying it's me too. I feel like we don't have anything here. I mean look at me! I have the longest beard I've ever had, I stay in an office all day and night and you do everything for me. Cook, clean, work. It's just...I know that the only reason we are here is because of me."
She couldn't help but smile. Even though they had been going through a hard time she always knew he was the same man she had fallen in love with.
"Mulder, I have always told myself that no matter where I am I will be happy as long as you are there. I think our problem is that neither of us are happy here. We have so much. A beautiful house, a nice car and everything. It's almost too perfect, yet we're not happy."
Mulder had been watching her the whole time. He knew what she wanted, what she had been protecting him from this whole time. It was the only thing he knew that would save them both. It would be a risk they would have to take.
"I made a phone call this morning, Scully."
Scully looked at his anticipating that he had done something he shouldn't have.
"If you want, we can both go back to the way we were. Our old lives."
"Do you mean...the FBI? Mulder, we can't go back there. They hate you and me. They..."
Mulder looked at her and she paused. "Skinner said that they have been discussing letting us come back for some time. Ever since we worked the last case. He told me that ever since they closed the X-Files they have not only had complaints, but they have had to send some of their regular field agents out. Whenever we want, we can go back."
Scully smiled. "I'm going to call Skinner and make sure everything you just said is completely true."
Mulder laughed. They trusted each other completely, but he knew she knew that he would lie to get his way; even to her sometimes.
She had gotten up from the couch and made her way to the phone. "AD Skinner please."
Mulder made his way over to her and hugged her from behind while lightly kissing her neck.
"Mulder, I'm on the phone!"
She was smiling so big he couldn't help but smile himself.
"Skinner?--Yes, It's Scully.--Hi--Mulder told me he talked to you today--Ohh. Alright.--I did yes--When can we start?--Well, we will call you when we get settled--Goodbye."
Scully turned around in his arms and tugged on his beard. "You have to go shave this thing off--now!"
She left him to go shave while she went out to get boxes. The next couple days would be interesting. There would be no way that she would give the hospital a two weeks notice. She was so excited to leave and get back to her old life in the FBI with Mulder. Maybe now their perfect life would come.
By: Katie Lundon (LJ: thataslove)
Date: September 11, 2008
Rating: PG
Characters: Mulder/Scully; MSR
Time: Post-IWTB
Description: Mulder confronts Scully about 'The way they were'.
Disclaimer: CC is God.
I may write a second part, but if not this can work on its own.
Mulder sat in the living room of their very large home. He had been sitting there since the late morning. This was the one day he hadn't entered his office first thing after waking up. That was his routine. Wake up, greet Scully, go into the office and not leave until he was too hungry to not go without food any longer. In that way, he still lived for his 'work'. Although, he wasn't being paid and he wasn't able to do anything except read and ponder over the clippings covering the walls.
Each day was the same, as was each night. Scully would come home in the early evening, do some paper work and make them dinner. There wasn't really any conversation while eating between them. Sometimes Mulder would talk about some clipping he had cut out that day that would involve UFOs landing in Arizona. He knew that Scully didn't care much anymore. The interest left her when they left the FBI. Mulder had come to the conclusion that right now things were about keeping a house over their heads, him from being caught by the FBI (which she still believed was after him) and her having a job that she would be able to somewhat enjoy. The love they had for each other was still there, but it wasn't greatly shown nor was it wanted.
The only time the passion they had for each other was ever show was late at night in their bed. It was if their relationship didn't go any further than that. Yes, working with each other again and the FBI a year ago did cause problems which were fixed not too long after. Things were fine until Christian died a month after they returned from their vacation. Mulder was sure things would be perfect for them; the way it was while they worked with each other. Scully had shut herself off from him and everyone else for a while. It wasn't until recently that she was becoming better and moving on.
He heard her car pull up through the melting snow. Closing his eyes he remembered that day. The morning where he followed her outside to her car. When everything seemed to make sense again.
As he heard the door open his eyes shot open. Scully somewhat stared at him for a moment before closing the door behind her and setting down her things. For the first time in a long time he knew that she could read his mind. He knew she knew they needed to talk.
Scully sat down next to Mulder on he couch and took off her gloves which she set on the coffee table in front of them.
"What is it?" She asked looking into his eyes.
After a moment he looked up from her gloves. "We aren't happy. Not the way we used to be."
Scully's head shock in disbelief. "Are you leaving me, Mulder?"
Mulder took her hands in his quickly. "No! Scully I would never leave you. I'm saying that ever since we've been here we haven't been the same. I'm not just saying you, I'm saying it's me too. I feel like we don't have anything here. I mean look at me! I have the longest beard I've ever had, I stay in an office all day and night and you do everything for me. Cook, clean, work. It's just...I know that the only reason we are here is because of me."
She couldn't help but smile. Even though they had been going through a hard time she always knew he was the same man she had fallen in love with.
"Mulder, I have always told myself that no matter where I am I will be happy as long as you are there. I think our problem is that neither of us are happy here. We have so much. A beautiful house, a nice car and everything. It's almost too perfect, yet we're not happy."
Mulder had been watching her the whole time. He knew what she wanted, what she had been protecting him from this whole time. It was the only thing he knew that would save them both. It would be a risk they would have to take.
"I made a phone call this morning, Scully."
Scully looked at his anticipating that he had done something he shouldn't have.
"If you want, we can both go back to the way we were. Our old lives."
"Do you mean...the FBI? Mulder, we can't go back there. They hate you and me. They..."
Mulder looked at her and she paused. "Skinner said that they have been discussing letting us come back for some time. Ever since we worked the last case. He told me that ever since they closed the X-Files they have not only had complaints, but they have had to send some of their regular field agents out. Whenever we want, we can go back."
Scully smiled. "I'm going to call Skinner and make sure everything you just said is completely true."
Mulder laughed. They trusted each other completely, but he knew she knew that he would lie to get his way; even to her sometimes.
She had gotten up from the couch and made her way to the phone. "AD Skinner please."
Mulder made his way over to her and hugged her from behind while lightly kissing her neck.
"Mulder, I'm on the phone!"
She was smiling so big he couldn't help but smile himself.
"Skinner?--Yes, It's Scully.--Hi--Mulder told me he talked to you today--Ohh. Alright.--I did yes--When can we start?--Well, we will call you when we get settled--Goodbye."
Scully turned around in his arms and tugged on his beard. "You have to go shave this thing off--now!"
She left him to go shave while she went out to get boxes. The next couple days would be interesting. There would be no way that she would give the hospital a two weeks notice. She was so excited to leave and get back to her old life in the FBI with Mulder. Maybe now their perfect life would come.