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The X-Files: Elevator Confessions
By Frodo Baggins
Scully let out a low sigh as she finally stood up and stretched her short legs. It had been one of those days. Scully seemed to have many of those days working along side with Mulder. After Skinner discovered the agents investigating more then what was demanded from agents he decided to punish them by forcing them to type one field report after another. Scully wiggled her sore little fingers. She didn’t care if she ever saw another field report again. Today had not been their day. Thank God the day was drawing to a close. She was ready to go home and take a warm bubble bath. She threw Mulder a glance as she reached for her coat. He sat engrossed at the computer screen still typing away.
"Mulder are you going home?" She asked as she placed her coat on. Her eyes stayed on him as her fingers hurriedly buttoned her coat. Finally Mulder hit the save button and leaned back into his chair placing his legs on the desk and his arms behind his head stared up at Scully flashing her one of his boyish smiles. "Don’t give me that smile Mulder. You know you’re in hot water."
Damn Mulder thought. He was busted. He let his long legs fall from the desk and sat up straight. "Look Scully I know it was my fault that we were assigned to the horrendous task of field reporting, but I am sorry." He flashed her another smile in hopes that his boyish charms could work. Scully rolled her eyes as she let a smile creep upon her face. Gotcha Mulder thought. "Mulder you are not entirely to blame. I mean I do keep following you on these wild goose chases. Anyway, you didn’t answer my question. Are you going home now?"
Mulder nodded yes finally answering her question. "Well I will see you tomorrow Mulder." Scully started to walk towards the door when the sound of Mulder’s voice yelling out to wait made her stop in her spot and turn to him. "I will walk out with you," he said reaching for his coat. Mulder placed his hand on the small of her back and together they walked towards the elevator.
They entered the elevator and Scully watched Mulder promptly push the lobby button. She couldn’t help smile. "Hey Mulder," she began. He threw her a glance. "That was some day we had, huh?" Mulder let a sigh escape his lips. "I know it wasn’t the greatest of days. I am just glad it is over with. I mean what else could go wrong." No sooner had those words escape Mulder’s mouth that the lights in the elevator flashed on and off and the elevator that hummed with movement came to a halt sending Mulder and Scully against the wall. Scully looked at Mulder and raised an eyebrow. "You just had to say that didn’t you Mulder."
"This is not happening," Mulder yelled inside the elevator. Scully watched as Mulder began pushing buttons in hopes the elevator would come back alive. "Damn you piece of shi+." Mulder shouted as he kicked the elevator doors. Scully couldn’t help but roll her eyes at his action. "Mulder calm down." Mulder stopped kicking the doors and glanced at her. "Scully, I am so calm," he said casually. "I was worried about you." Scully let an umm… hmm… come from her throat as she moved closer to Mulder. "There was a look of panic on your face Mulder." Mulder still standing by the doors turned towards her. "I am astonished that you would even say that, Scully. I so didn’t panic. When I panic I make a face like this." Mulder showed Scully an expressionless face. Scully points her finger at his face. "That’s the face Mulder. I saw that face." Mulder smiled at her. "Well Scully looks like the perfect ending to a perfect day." Mulder walked to the corner of the elevator finally flopping down. Scully joins him on the other side of the elevator. "Well we should make the best of this situation." Mulder swirled his finger around in a circle. "Whoopee-do."
They were sitting quietly when the soft beat of music was heard. Mulder strained to hear the melody of the X-Files Theme song playing. "Oh…my god! This is great. The elevator won’t work but at least we have elevator music." He shocked his head at Scully. Scully who had been sitting with her head against the wall with her eyes closed opened them at the sound of Mulder’s voice. "I actually like the music Mulder. Gosh it’s getting hot in here. Do you think someone will come fix the elevator soon?" Mulder laughed at that. Who would want to save the FBI’s most unwanted he thought. Scully gave him a puzzled look. "What the hell is so funny?"
"Watch the language, Scully," Mulder teased. Scully let her tongue wet her lips as she gave Mulder the middle finger. Mulder held a dumbfound expression. His mouth dropped opened and his eyes were wide. "Scully does your mother know you behave like that?" Scully closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the wall. "Hell Mulder if my mother were in my shoes right now she would be giving you the finger also."
Once again the elevator was silent. “You know I once read that elevators act up because an UFO is flying overhead.” Mulder finally broke the silence. "Mulder shut up," Scully said as she took off her coat and threw it on the floor. She made a fan like movement with her hand in a hopeless attempt to cool herself down. Mulder couldn’t help but notice a few beads of sweat formed on her forehead. She looked so hot he thought. She had always been beautiful to him, but the way the light from the elevator reflected on her made her look right damn hot. "Mulder why are you looking at me that way?" Mulder glanced away. "I was umm…just well thinking you’re right. It is hot in here." He said as he also removed his coat and threw it down beside hers. Scully just shock her head at him as she brushed a strand of red hair behind her ear. Suddenly a low rumbling sound was heard within the elevator.
Mulder couldn’t help but burst out laughing. He wiped at the tears that were forming in his eyes. "Mulder, it’s not funny! I am hungry." Scully pleaded. Mulder just smiled. "You know Scully your stomach is as loud as your mouth." Scully wasn’t finding him very funny. "Mulder do you have something to eat?" Mulder gave her a look and Scully could see the hamster running in its spinning wheel inside Mulder’s brain. "Mulder if you are thinking of something dirty be forewarn I am armed." Mulder’s smile washed off his face. Damn he thought. She really did know him too well. "Well Scully it just happens I do have something to eat. However, what do you say?" Scully bit her tongue. She had two options here. One she could tell Mulder off and receive nothing to eat or two she could indulge Mulder in his little game. Finally, she spoke. "Please can I have something to eat? Pretty please with sugar on top." Mulder shook his head at her. "You could have said that minus the sarcasm, but since I like you I will give you something to eat." He reached for his coat that laid on the floor. "Thank you so much. You’re my hero," Scully joked. Mulder ignored the last remark as he reached in his coat pocket. "Coming right up a fresh, new bag of sunflower seeds." He tossed the bag to Scully who caught it with one hand.
"Thanks Mulder," she said tearing into the bag. She took a few sunflower seeds out and placed them in her mouth. Mulder smiled at her before resting his head on his arms and closing his eyes. He was almost asleep when he felt a sharp thud on his cheek. What the hell he thought before his eyes flew opened. Then he heard the soft melody of Scully’s laugher. His eyes went to the floor where he saw a single sunflower seed laying. He then gave Scully a look. "That’s great Scully. Blind me with a sunflower seed." Scully tried to stop laughing as she said, "Shut up you big baby. You were supposed to catch it in your mouth." Mulder rolled his eyes at her. "Ok. Two things Scully. Number one I am not a baby unless you want to pretend you are my mama." Scully just shock her head at that remark as she waited to hear the next thing. "And number two Scully is that the object of the game is too warn the person before you throw it at them so they have a change to catch it." Scully’s answer too Mulder was another sunflower seed soaring through the air hitting Mulder square on the nose.
Mulder gave her an I give up look as he said, "Scully if you want to play lets play fair. Let me have some sunflower seeds." Scully now aware of the consequences of her action turned her body blocking Mulder from the bag of sunflower seeds. "I don’t think so Mulder." It was too late. Mulder’s fingers danced across Scully’s sides of her stomach. "Mulder that’s not fair! No tickling," Scully said between laughs. "I give up Mulder. Here!" She gave Mulder the bag of sunflower seeds. He poured a large handful out before handing her back the bag. She watched as he resumed his seat across from her. "Now this is how you play. Now catch." He threw a sunflower seed at her and to his surprise she caught it on her tongue. "Lucky catch," he teased. "No Mulder when you are good you are good." They sat throwing seeds back and forth.
An hour later along with their coats scattered on the floor were two pairs of shoes, an empty bag of sunflower seeds and a few sunflower seeds that had messed the agent’s mouths. Scully watched Mulder breathe as he slept peacefully. She couldn’t believe he could actually sleep. It was hot as hell in the elevator. It wasn’t fair that she was sitting bored to death while he was having a good sleep. "Mulder wake up." He stirred a little but didn’t wake up. "Mulder," she said again. Still Mulder slept. "Mulder!" She shouted. Mulder flew up. "What? I didn’t do it." Scully gave him a what the hell look. He sat up rubbing sleep from his eyes. "You alright Scully?" He asked looking at her through sleepy eyes. "Yes I am fine. Can I ask you something Mulder?" Oh…no here we go Mulder thought as he nodded yes.
"Mulder are you afraid to die?" His mouth dropped opened. "You woke me up to ask me that. I am already in hell so no I am not afraid of death," he joked. "I am serious Mulder." She looked down at the floor and Mulder watched as her fingers went to the cross around her neck. He could tell by her body language that it was not the time to joke. "You planning on dying anytime soon Scully?" She was suddenly aware of his closeness. He had moved from his spot across from her and was now sitting beside her. "No one plans death. It just happens. When I was fighting my cancer I found that I was afraid of dying. I mean I always had such a strong faith in God and I accepted death. It was apart of life. Then when I came face to face with it I was scared. I felt like I failed and that I was weak to be scared of death." Mulder brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear as he tilted her chin to get her to look him in the eye. "Scully you are not weak. You are the strongest person I know. It is only natural that you would fear death. I mean it wasn’t your time. You still have so much to experience. You asked me if I was afraid to die. Here is my answer. I am not afraid to die. I will accept my death, but losing you terrifies me." Scully felt the tears fall from her eyes as she stared into Mulder’s eyes. He gently brushed the tears off her cheeks. His hands rested there cupping her cheeks. Scully placed her hands on his. Their lips now only inches apart. She saw him move in. This is it she thought. Suddenly she sneezed. Talk about ruining the moment. Mulder laughed as he let his hand fall from her cheek and stood up. Scully never took her eyes from him as she watched him stretched his muscles.
"Mulder remember when we first started working together. It seemed like forever until you finally trusted me which is certainly understandably since I was assigned to debunk your work." Mulder laughed at that. "Yeah we shot that plan to hell. Now you are the only one I trust." Scully smiled up at him. "Yes who knew working with you would be such an exciting ride." Mulder took his hand and brushed it through his hair. "You know Scully working with you hasn’t always been easy." Her eyebrows went up. "And what the hell does that mean?" Mulder swallowed a lump that had formed in his throat and gave her a look that reminded her of a deer caught in a car’s headlights. "What I mean Scully is that your so damn independent and keep everything so bottled up. It took forever until I could break down that wall that guarded your heart." Scully looked away from him. He was right. She was so afraid of getting hurt that she didn’t let people in. She probably missed so many chances at love. Then again she had never been head over heels in love. However, the last few months she felt different. She would wake each day with a tingling feeling in her stomach almost as though she only existed to see Mulder. Sometimes when he was near her legs felt so weak. Was this love? Did Mulder feel the same way? She wondered.
Mulder reached his arms up above his head in a nice stretch. Hey he thought to himself. I know this song. It was Cher’s Walking in Memphis. He looked down at Scully who seemed to be lost in deep thought. He extended his hand to her. "May I have this dance Agent Scully?" She smiled up at him as she placed her small hand perfectly into his. He pulled her to her feet as he took her in his arms for a slow dance.
The two agents laid on the elevator floor with their legs stretched out on the wall reaching for the ceiling and their heads side by side talking about their lives and whatever else to pass the time. "You know Mulder we could exchange poetry or inspirational quotes." Scully glanced at Mulder who was revealing a less then thrilled look. "Or Scully we could pull out my eye lashes one at a time." Scully laughed at him. "Come on Mulder inspire my soul." Scully waited to hear Mulder speak words of Shakespeare or Frost. Mulder flashed her a boyish grin as he spoke words of wisdom. "If you want my body and you think I’m sexy come on sugar let me know." Scully slapped him on the arm. "You know Mulder you can act like such a little boy at times." Mulder could no longer contain his laughter. "Hey Scully are my boyish charms turning you on at all?" Scully answered him by pinching him on his side. "Aww…ouch Scully. I don’t want to wrestle."
Scully glanced at her watch. It had been an hour and a half and still there was no sign of them getting out anytime soon. "Alright this is getting ridiculous." Scully moaned. "I am hot, tired and at least I am no longer hungry, but I could use a drink." Mulder sat up. "A drink does sound good. Hey Agent Scully when was the first time you got drunk?" Scully gave him a patriotic look. Mulder stared at her with his puppy dog eyes begging for her to share. Scully sighed. "Fine Mulder I will tell you. I only got drunk once. My parents decided to go on a second honeymoon. They left my siblings and I at home since we were all in our teen years. Our aunt would either call or stop by to check on us once a day. Well my brother Charlie was spending the night at a friend's and Bill had football practice. So it was Melissa and I home when we came up with the plan to get drunk. I never got so sick in my life as I did that night. I learned my lesson though. I drink only in moderation." Mulder sat in utter fascination of her story. Through all the years of working together they never really shared their personal experiences with each other. “Did you get caught?" He finally asked.
"Well a few months later my father went to get a drink and discovered that instead of liquor it was water. Melissa and I had filled the empty bottles with water. My father couldn't figure out which one of us kids did it so he sat us down and gave us a nice long lecture on why drinking under age is wrong. Gosh…its times like this I really miss Melissa." Scully held back the tears that were suddenly forming in her eyes. She changed the subject. "In fact, Mulder I used to steal my father’s cigarettes late at night and smoke them. I never cared for their taste but there was something about the excitement of doing something wrong and the thrill of knowing that at any moment my parents could wake up and catch me. Believe in or not, but I was a real rebel." Mulder laughed at that thought. Agent Scully a rebel now that was funny.
"What about you Mulder?" He stopped laughing when she asked that question. "I was what you might call a spooky rebel. I talked about UFOs, aliens, and strange lights." He said that with more bitterness then he had intended. "You right Scully it is hot in here." He said changing the subject, but it was too late. Scully caught onto what he was doing and before he knew it she had her arms around him locking him in a hug. Her lips brushed his forehead. "Mulder I know you been through so much. I am here for you. You can talk to me. Just be with me." The words were out before Scully could think about how they sounded. She sat gazing into his eyes. "Hey Scully." He was so close to her now. "Yeah Mulder." She said unable to move nor did she want to. "You ever hear that song by Elton John called, Sorry seems to be the hardest word?" She nodded not knowing where he was going. "The first lines of that song remind me of something I always wanted to ask you." She just stared at him. "You know it goes like what have I got to do to make you love me, what have I got to do to make you care. What do I do when lighting strikes me and I wake to find that you’re not there? What do I do to make you want me, what have I got to do to be heard? You know that part." Scully licked her lips as her heart pounded within her chest. "Mulder what are you saying?" Mulder started to turn away. "Never mind it isn’t important." She reached out and stopped him from moving away. "It is important because you are important to me."
Mulder stood staring at the woman in front of him. The woman that saved him from an unforgiving world. The woman that saved him from himself. The woman he loved more then life itself. Mulder was speechless, searching for the right words. How he longed to tell her how he felt. How he awoke each day and couldn’t wait to get to work because he could see her. How after each day was done he would return to his cold, dark apartment and fall onto the couch, but instead of relaxing he would wonder what she was doing. Maybe this was fate. All the pain and lost that broke him down over the years led to this moment, this very second in the elevator with Scully. Scully the only person he trusted and the only person to make him whole and complete. Could he risk revealing his heart to her? What if Scully didn’t return his love? In the end, Mulder decided to keep his feelings hidden, afraid to take the risk.
Mulder took Scully’s hand within his and traced her palm with his fingers. "You know Scully one of my many hidden talents include palm reading." Scully laughed at him. Her face that held a serious expression a moment before was now more relax. "Well what does my palm reveal to you?" Scully is willing to play my game Mulder thought. He decided to have a little fun. Mulder traced the longest line on her palm. "This line here is your life line. It reveals that you will have a long life." Scully just nodded. "This line over here reveals your love life." Mulder said pointing to the line. "What does my love line say?" Scully asked curious to what Mulder’s answer would be. "Well your love line says you will fall in love with a dark, handsome coworker." Scully determined to not let Mulder win at his own game responded, "Oh…my god! I am going to fall in love with A.D. Skinner!" Mulder’s smile vanished from his face. "That was low Scully. That was real low." Scully just laughed.
Mulder stood and walked to his coat. Scully watched him as he pulled out a marker and walked over to the elevator doors. Mulder took the marker and above the doors wrote the words, Spooky was here. Scully’s mouth dropped opened. "Mulder you wrote on Bureau property." He shrugged his shoulders and extended the marker out to her. "Come on Scully. You said you were a rebel." Scully stood and took the marker from Mulder. She would show him she wasn’t a tight ass. However, there was a slight problem. "Mulder, I can’t reach. I am too short." Mulder rolled his eyes as he sighed. He placed his hands on her tiny waist and lifted her up so she could write beside his. "You know Scully if you were wearing a skirt right now I would be tempted to see what kind of panties you wear." He wished he could see her face. He bet he was making her brush, but he was looking at her backside. He waited to hear her tell him to shut up or some other smart-ass comment. "Mulder," She spoke softly. Here we go Mulder thought. "I don’t wear any panties," Scully teased. She could hear him swallow behind her. Mulder tighten his gripped on her waist as images of Scully danced within his head. "I’m done." Scully’s voice snapped Mulder back into reality. He gently placed her back on the ground and read what she had written. "And his partner. That’s the best you could come up with?" Mulder tossed the marker back on his coat. "Mulder, you better not say anything about what I wrote because I can and will kick your ass." Mulder laughed at that as his eyes landed on their shadows on the far wall of the elevator. "Hey Scully, I got an idea."
Scully sat cross-legged beside Mulder eyeing the wall inquisitively. She gave him a side look. "Mulder, this is your great idea. Shadow puppets!" Mulder couldn’t believe Scully’s lack of imagination. "Come on Scully this is going to be fun. You know you want to play." Mulder put two fingers up and made a hopping motion with his hand. Scully stared hard at the shadow. "Let me guess, Mulder. It’s a deformed kitty cat." Mulder couldn’t help but roll his eyes. "Try again Scully." He repeated the action. "Ok Mulder it is a bunny rabbit." Scully still couldn’t believe she was trapped in an elevator doing the shadow game with Mulder. She played with those thoughts in her head. She knew what kind of shadows she would like to make with Mulder. "Scully, it is your turn." She shook her head at the sound of Mulder’s voice. She tried to erase the picture that had formed in her hand with Mulder and her making shadows with each other’s bodies. Get it together Scully she told herself. She put her hands together and moved her fingers creating the shape of wings. "Is it superman?" Mulder joked. "No Mulder it’s not superman, but I wouldn’t mind seeing you in a cape." Mulder gave her a wink. "You know Scully that can always be arranged as long as I get to pick out your costume. How does wonder woman sound?" Scully gave him a look that could kill. Mulder swallowed hard. Ok then he thought. "Well Scully is it a butterfly?" Scully started to clap her hands. "Ding, Ding! We have a winner." Scully said overly ecstatic. "Scully, I think I like playing with you." Mulder flashed her an evil grin. "Well at least not at this game." Was he flirting with her she wondered? "Mulder just make a damn shadow." She really had a way with words Mulder thought. He made the best oval shape with his hands and looked proudly at the shadow it formed. Scully was quiet for a moment. Then she spoke, "What the hell is that?" She didn’t have a clue of what shadow Mulder was trying to make. "Hello Scully! It is so easy. It’s an alien."
"An alien Mulder!" Scully said reaching to tickle him. "I am not ticklish Scully." Scully eyed him suspiciously. "Is that right? What about here?" Her fingers danced across his neck. Mulder’s face remained blank. She was determined now to find his spot. She tried his arms and still nothing. She sat back staring over Mulder. Then she smiled. Before Mulder had a chance to react Scully was tickling his sides. He burst out laughing. "Yes!" Scully shouted. "I found your spot." Mulder was trying to defend himself from Scully’s attack. "So you want to play like that do you?" Now he was tickling her. The elevator filled with the sound of their laughter. Scully fell back taking Mulder with her. He laid upon her looking into her eyes. "Keep going FBI woman." Scully gave him a smile. "I love it when you call me that." Their mouths were inches apart. Mulder then realized if he didn’t do something soon he was going to kiss her. He sat up reaching for Scully’s hand pulling her back up in the sitting position. "That’s funny Scully because I love it when you call me big papa." Scully slapped him on the arm as she yawned.
"Are you tired?" Scully rubbed her eyes. She didn’t realize how tired she was until then. "Well Mulder unlike you I didn’t take a catnap earlier." Mulder put his hands on his hips. "Whose fault was that Scully?" He was really getting a kick out of teasing her. "It wasn’t my fault I couldn’t get comfortable." She moaned. Mulder reached for her and pulled her to him. "Lay your head in my lap Scully." She obeyed and found that she was quite comfortable there. She closed her eyes as Mulder ran his hand through her hair. How he wished he could do this to her every night. He watched as she slept. His heart pounded within his chest. "Scully, I know you can’t hear these words and perhaps that is why I can speak them so easily. I believe there are moments in life when everything just makes sense and in this moment you discover what your purpose in life is why you exist. That all the pain and events that happen in your life all occurred for a reason and that was to add up to this moment. Well this one of those moments. My heart freezes and I am standing still as the world around me comes to life and I am unable to do anything as I watch this moment slip through my fingers. I have so many moments like that. So many moments I am afraid to capture. I am not going to be afraid anymore. One day real soon I am going to tell you how much I love you and how much I need you in my life." Mulder kissed her forehead before lending back against the wall shutting his eyes. Scully laid in Mulder’s lap and opened her eyes. She couldn’t believe it. Mulder loved her.
To Be continued.
1/9/2003 7:17:25 PM
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