Title: This Is Some Time (1/1)
Author: RocketMan >lebontrager@iname.com<
Disclaimer: Mulder and Scully belong to CC, 1013, and Fox. No fringe is
intended.

SPOILER:::::::For the King of Rain. . .Rain King, whatever it is they're
calling it.:::::::::::SPOILER

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This Is Some Time
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"You should try it some time."
--Hart to Mulder, "King of Rain"

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He stood back, tongue in the corner of his mouth, pretty much shocked.

He really hadn't thought that any of this craziness would work, but
somehow. . .it had.

The disco ball shot bright patches of light across his face and he
squinted, looking at the couples all over the dance floor, most of them
kissing.

He wondered if Hart could somehow affect people too. . .

No, Mulder.

Let it go.

He turned on his heel, hand to Scully's back, leading them both from the
gym floor with a wandering, aimless walk.

"This is why I didn't go to *my* high school reunion," she said, eyebrow
raised.

He gave her a wry grin. "Got a weather man there, too?"

She shot him a look that said she really wanted to laugh, deep down
inside, but thought that would feed his ego a little too much.

He pushed open the doors and pulled his cell phone from his pocket,
flipping it open with his chin, unwilling to remove his hand from
Scully's back.

They paused there as he made the call, his brow wrinkling and hand
coming up to check his watch.

He sighed and hung up.

She grew still, face frozen.

"No," she said, shaking her head. "Do not tell me we're not flying out
of here."

He opened his mouth then shut it. "Okay, I won't tell you that."

She huffed loudly, and to his amusement, stomped her foot a little.

"What's wrong now? Didn't we just get the weather cleared up?"

"Well, Scully. . .I'm shocked. I thought you didn't believe in that kind
of stuff-"

"Mulder." she warned, eyebrows in the danger level.

"It's not the weather. It's the planes. They need to be de-iced and it's
going to take all night. So they've decided to postpone all flights
until tomorrow morning. At ten."

"Ten?"

He nodded, herding her towards the doors, glancing outside first to make
sure there was no rain.

"Ten? To de-ice a plane?"

Her look was so pitiful, he had to say something.

"What's the matter, Scully? I won't bite."

She frowned, confused now, not understanding where his reference came
from.

"Remember? We're sharing a room."

Her mouth dropped open and she threw up her hands, storming out to the
car with something he thought was akin to helplessness on her face.

He caught up to her quickly, then unlocked the car doors, smiling at her
over the top. She merely rolled her eyes and got inside, adjusting the
vents once she got buckled in.

Mulder started the engine, then backed out of the parking lot, his eyes
trained on her small figure beside him.

"Mulder, Kersh is going to have a fit."

"Well, we'll bring back some of that hamburger meat as proof."

She rolled her eyes. 

"It's just one night, Scully. What could go wrong?"
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Famous last words.

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She took all the hot water.

He flipped on the television immediately and annoyed her by singing
along to every single Pop-Up Video that came on VH1, reading aloud the
little bubbles so that he could get back at her for taking all the hot
water.

She pushed him as he walked by, and he pushed back, making her land on
the bed in an undignified heap.

She was ready to kill him.

But he pulled her up graciously and made a big deal over it, until she
was embarassed about it and made him shut up.

He huffed over to his bed and sprawled out, remote control firmly in his
hand. Since the television didn't have the buttons on the set, the
remote was the only was to control it.

She frowned and wondered how she was supposed to get to sleep with him
watching television.

In a few minutes, she had her answer.

He was dozing slightly, mouth open, but hands still clutching his prize.

She tiptoed over to him, waved a hand in front of his eyes, then poked
his shoulder. He offered no signs of waking up, so she carefully touched
the remote, tongue glancing along her top lip in concentration.

It was halfway out of his grip when his eyes flew open and his arms shot
up, grabbing her firmly and pulling her down, a reflex to the shadowy
figure standing over him.

When he realized it was Scully, he let her go, blinking.

She sat up, one leg sprawled over his body, her arm sore from being
twisted, and her hair hanging in her eyes.

He smiled meakly and set the remote on the night stand between the beds.

She calmly tucked her leg up under her, then pushed back her hair, not
looking in his eyes.

"Truce?" he said softly and stuck out his hand.

She glanced to it, then fleetingly to his eyes, and shook his hand
firmly.

At his smile, she gave him a frown, fearing some kind of trick.

He sat propped up against the wall, watching her with his lazy eyes and
lazy smile that seemed to sear into her like fire.

What had she said to Sheila?

One day you wake up and he's not just your friend anymore. You wake up
and you can't imagine your life without him.

She licked her lips, breath stopping short.

He leaned in closer, eyes regarding her very seriously, mouth open and
skirting a dance with his own breath.

He placed a finger on her collarbone, where it had slipped out of her
silk pajamas and into sight, and traced it to her neck, then let his
touch trail up her throat and to her lips.

She wasn't sure if she was being seduced, or memorized.

At the faint pressure of his finger on her mouth, her lungs hitched and
her intake of breath whispered past his skin.

He leaned in closer, his other hand now coming to the back of her neck,
palm warm and heavy like a steadying weight.

While his thumb traced her cheekbone, and his finger anchored her lips,
he stared deeply at her,  sucking her in with his black hole eyes like
she was the only thing with breath.

And then his mouth came to her lips, his finger quickly sliding back
down her throat to feel her pulse thrashing like a rabbit caught in a
bear trap.

He let his tongue glance along her lips, surprised when she opened her
mouth and let him in.

There was the sound of their breath, the whisper of the sheets as they
pushed closer, the explosive crash of their bodies reaching toward the
other.

When she pulled back, eyes heavy-lidded, hand caught in fierce fists at
his chest, he thought he'd made a mistake.

A huge, helpless, unavoidable mistake.

She gave a ragged sigh and her hands dropped, touching his thighs, head
turning to the side for air, for some part of the room that wasn't so
very suffocating.

He pulled further back and rubbed a hand along his face, still feeling
the heat of her hands along his legs.

"Well," he said quietly, needing something to dispel the ache rising in
him. "I tried. Guess it didn't work."

She glanced quickly to him, then bit her lip, finding fresh pain in the
marks he'd made with his teeth.

"I don't see it raining," she said softly.

His head turned to see her, to take in her appearance, ravaged by
sleeplessness and beauty and his own lips.

"Raining?" he said dumbly and glanced then to the window.

Her hands flexed on his legs and then slid over to capture his hands.

When he was looking at her again, she leaned in and pushed her mouth
into his lips, hard and fast and quick.

Then she got up from his bed and moved to her own, pulling the covers up
over her tightly, shutting her eyes.

He clicked off the light and slipped down beneath the bedspread,
clicking the television off.

"Scully?" he said hesitantly.

"Don't question, Mulder. . .let me see if this is still here when I wake
up."

There was nothing but absolute silence for a minute, the seconds
dragging by like potential land mines.

Then she heard him chuckle.

"If you wanted the TV turned off. . .you could have asked."

She rolled her eyes and turned over in the bed, sighing.

He listened to her for a moment then reached out a hand to her bed,
knowing she couldn't see it, but needing the feeling.

His palm lay flat up, hanging off the bed, the blood rushing quickly
down his arm.

"Scully?"

"Hm?"

"I hope that feeling is still there in the morning."

Then he pulled his arm back and watched her fall asleep in moonlight.
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end
adios
RM