From: Para8Dice@aol.com Date: Sun, 2 Jan 2000 20:16:13 EST Subject: You Are the Only One I Trust Source: direct Disclaimer: I do not own Mulder and Scully. Chris, you know they're yours! Title: You Are the Only One I Trust Rating: NC-17 for sex Keywords: Mulder/Scully Romance Spoilers: Wetwired Summary: During and post Wetwired. _______________________________________________________ "You never trusted me!" "Scully, you are the *only* one I trust." "You're one of them! You're in on it! You're one of the people who abducted me! You put that THING in my NECK! You killed my SISTER!!!" Scully pointed her gun straight at Mulder, and he saw the moisture in her eyes. She wasn't thinking clearly. "That's not true, Dana," Maggie said. "It is," Dana cried. Margaret stepped between Dana and Mulder and said, "I want you to listen to me-" "MOM, just get out of the way!" "You trust me don't you," her mother asked soothingly, which made Dana more confused and the tears clouded up even more. "You know that I would never hurt you. That I would never let anybody hurt you. That's why you came here isn't it? You're safe here." Margaret walked closer to her child. "Put the gun down, Dana," she whispered, taking her daughter in her arms. Mulder felt completely useless, as his best friend collapsed in her mother's arms, not his arms. She broke down in tears, tears that broke his heart. Moments passed and finally Maggie spoke. "It's all right sweetheart. If I had any control in this world, you'd never be hurt, and you know that in my presence, you never will be hurt. Just let me hold you. It's gonna be okay." Mulder saw Scully's tears easing, and he went over towards them and sat down next to them. Scully sniffed and pulled back from her mother. She looked into Mulder's eyes. "I am on your side, Scully." Her face bunched together in a crying form, and she took her hands, placing them on his jacket, pulling him towards her, and he pulled her into his lap, hugging her. She cried some more, but finally, the sobs lessened and she became more realistic. "We should take her to the hospital, Mrs. Scully." "I'll take her, Fox. You go home, I'll call you first thing in the morning." Mulder didn't like that idea, but this was Scully's mother. He let Scully go, but knew he'd see her the next day. _______________________________________________________ Two Weeks Later Hotel Room 8:33 PM Mulder sat, watching whatever crappy movie was on in this incredibly crappy hotel room. He was so bored he thought he would die, and so he got up, to go get some ice. If he was lucky, someone would stop him and say something really interesting to end his boredom for a moment or two. He went and opened the door, with a bucket. No one stopped him. Nothing interesting happened. Until he returned, and Scully was standing outside his door, in her pajamas. "You okay Scully?" "Yeah, I'm fine. Can we talk?" "Sure, come on in. I was bored out of my mind so I just went out to get some ice. Not that I have a drink or anything...I don't know what the hell I'm doing to tell you the truth." "Mulder," she said walking with him into his apartment, "You can come and knock on my door and chat with me. I'm right next door, and we are the best of friends. I feel. I'm just still so embarrassed..." Mulder dropped the bucket of ice to the floor and gripped her shoulders. He looked her in the eye with almost anger. "You didn't shoot me. Stop blaming yourself for something you couldn't help. If I'd seen you with our Cigarette Smoking Man, I'm not exactly sure I might've reacted better. You are still and always will be, the only one I trust." She pulled his head way down to her shoulder, holding him. He wrapped his strong arms around her, collecting her small body along with her large heart. Tears rolled down her face out of shame, embarrassment, and most of all, love. Mulder pulled back. "Scully...you're also the most important person in my life, and there isn't anyone I would risk my life for other than you. I'd give up everything to know you'd be okay." Scully tenderly reached up and touched her fingers to his lips. He kissed her hands slowly, his eyes never leaving her own. He took her hand, and pulled her closer to him, his mouth landing on hers. Her lips were so plumb, lushess, and warm. Comforting. He had almost forgotten she was already in her pajamas. Her pajamas were a matching top and bottom of silk material, and it was a very light blue. Her hair was long, wild, and flaming red. He gripped the curls, intensifying the kiss. She moaned into his kiss, trying to speak. "...Mul...Mulder...I'm so sorry for doubting you." "Oh shut up, Scully!" Mulder ducked under her, and threw her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, then he dumped her on the bed, and she burst out laughing, something he'd only heard her do once. He placed his hands up in the air, and together they worked to remove his white under shirt. She caressed his skin and pressed herself against him, and he carefully undid each button, until her breasts were exposed. They were perfect. Small, but perfect. Round, full, beautiful placement and color of her nipples. Her nipples were the color of her lips. He cupped her face gently, and kissed her mouth. A long, deep kiss that ended with a smack and Scully breathing heavily. If he wasn't mistaken, her lips were slightly swollen. She pushed him off of her, and she unzipped his pants, taking him into her hands, loving him, she kneaded his ass, and then moved the pants down off of him, massaging him in the process. She stood up, and realized now without her heals, there was a greater gap between them than normal. So she stood on the bed. "I love you," she told him, kissing him. "I love you," he replied. He gently pulled her pajama bottoms down, and gently felt the most recesses of her intimate center. She was hot and burning with desire, as he was swollen and in need of comfort only she could give him. She plopped down on the bed, and he fell on top of her, pushing easily inside of her, and she let out a moan. He felt that he was crushing her, so he slid his hands underneath her naked back and pulled her up so that he was on the bottom. She rocked back and forth, forcing him farther inside of her, and her breasts bounced back and forth with her hips, and she leaned over far to adjust her position. Her breasts was right in his face, and her eyes were closed. He opened his mouth and kissed her breast, consuming the nipple into his mouth, sucking on it. Together, they reached their heaven, and then lied together, not quite knowing how to act towards each other. "Scully, I don't know about you, but I can't go on pretended this didn't happen. Not just the sex, but the I love you, the kiss, the connection." "I don't think either one of us could ignore that if we tried. I don't think either one of us wants to. I love you, and you love me. I don't want to endanger our situation, but I won't deny my feelings for you. These feelings have always been between us. At least on my side." "So, you're saying, if I'm good, you'll let me in your hotel room once in a while?" "This is my answer," she said turning and kissing him.