TITLE: Fade into you… (rated R, sequel to "The Road 
to Memphis)
AUTHOR: DanaK35
E-MAIL ADDRESS or DanaK35@yahoo.com 
WEBSITE: http://danak35.tripod.com 
DISTRIBUTION: OK as long as my info stays on 
it.
SPOILER WARNING: Season 1-4 are fair game up 
to PMP
RATING: R (to be on the safe side)
CLASSIFICATION: MSR, post-ep vignette for Post-
Modern Prometheus
KEYWORDS: MSR, Mulder's POV, Sequel
SUMMARY: post PMP feelings

Author's note: this is for the kind people who 
have written to me, not wanting the moment to 
end.

DISCLAIMER: 'The X-Files' and all 'The X-Files' 
related characters and situations are the 
intellectual property of the Chris Carter, 1013 
Productions and the FOX network. The following 
material is not intended to infringe on the above 
copyright in any way. Which means, they aren't 
mine, I just borrowed them, so please don't sue I 
don't have anything.



Fade into you…
By DanaK35


We leave the noise and the clapping behind 
and outside it is almost eerily quiet.

The storm clouds are still darkening the sky, 
making the night black as molasses.

I feel her cool hand in mine as we hurry 
through the pouring rain.

She is silent on our way to the Motel and 
although there is so much to say, so many 
things in my head, I say nothing.

Not yet anyway.

Instead, I steal a glance at her.

Her damp hair is starting to spring to its 
natural wave, her hands rest calmly in her 
lap. 

Her eyes are focused on the road ahead or on 
nothing. 

Thoughts are chasing through my brain, 
questions that I have never dared to ask, 
realizations I could not admit before.

I love Scully. I am in love with the woman 
who has been my partner and friend for so 
many years now.

She brings light into my darkness, keeps me 
from going insane.

Until today, I have pushed those feelings way 
back.

Images follow. The first time I saw her, god 
we were young. Her abduction and 
subsequent return.

Her illness. The horrible moment when she 
showed me the x-rays, her quiet composure.

All these things have brought us closer, yet 
torn us even further apart, creating a barrier 
of guilt and insecurity and sometimes even 
resentment.

When she smiled her rare smile, back there 
in that club and I took her into my arms for 
our first dance, everything seized to matter 
and faded out of focus. 

The music, the cheering crowd… all gone, 
there was just her and me. Fading into each 
other.

I looked into her eyes then and at that 
moment, right before that perfect kiss, I saw 
only a trace of pain still left in there, she was 
smiling and all I wanted to do was to hold her 
and steal all her pain away.

The walls are crumbling now and I realize 
that I just have to look at her to see the 
truth.

It is not the quest that gives me hope 
anymore. It is she and she alone. I am 
broken without her.

I don't want to lose what we have created 
tonight.

I just don't know how to hold on to it.

Scully seems her cool and composed self 
once again as we reach the hotel.

Quickly, before I can say something she says 
goodnight and hurries into her room.

I stand in my own room, deflated.

No. This is not how this night will end.

I take off my jacket and tie and pace the 
room nervously, debating with myself.

Is she afraid? Have I scared her with my 
kiss? Have I gone too far?

I can hear her moving in the next room and 
my glance goes back to the door that 
separates our adjoining rooms.

Then I hear the music, the melancholic voice 
of a woman accompanied by guitar and 
strings. 

I make a decision, hesitate, then turn the 
knob of the door, my heart hammering in my 
chest.

She stands on the other side, barefoot, her 
face devoid of make-up, trembling slightly in 
her dressing gown.

More beautiful than ever before.

"I thought you'd never come." Is all she says.

I cross the distance between us with two 
steps and she is once again in my arms.

"Fade into you…." The melody of the song 
seeps into my consciousness and I realize we 
are swaying to the music.

I raise her chin and her clear blue eyes look 
at me with so much tenderness, that I am 
lost for words.

"Scully…" I begin but she puts a finger to my 
lips.

"Ssshh… I know."

My lips come down on hers and the sensation 
hits me like an electric current, running up 
and down my spine.

I am kissing her and she is kissing me back 
but our kiss is fading into something more, 
something wild and uncontrolled as our 
tongues begin to dance with each other and 
our hands start their exploration.

My hands nudge past the lapels of her 
dressing gown and find her breasts, gently 
touching her nipples, opening the gown and 
letting it fall to the floor.

A moan escapes her throat and her body 
presses closer to mine. I feel myself 
responding as her hands travel underneath 
my shirt and up my back, lighting little fires 
on the way.

She undresses me in slow motion feeling her 
way around my body like a blind woman and 
we move to the bed, lost in the silken touch 
of skin on skin, lost in our discovery of the 
other.

Under my caress, she opens herself to me 
physically and emotionally while her fingers, 
her mouth her hands turn my whole body 
into one erogenous zone.

She urges me on, whispers sweet nothings in 
my ear and finally I am inside her and the 
sensation is almost too much to bear.

Our lovemaking is shocking in its intensity 
and lacking all the restraint that used to 
characterize our relationship. 

It is as if we've solely been created to fulfill 
each other's need, which is growing, like a 
tidal wave, slowly at first but culminating in a 
wordless, mindless flood of emotion, which 
leaves us panting, out of control, her name 
on my lips.

We stay on our sides, legs entwined, facing 
each other for what seems like an eternity 
and ever so slowly the outside world returns.

The light from the streetlamp, that finds its 
way through the curtains, the sound of tires 
on wet asphalt, the music that's coming out 
of the TV speakers.

Still, they are not as real as her. My Scully, 
my love.

The storm is still raging outside, but my 
darkness has turned into light.



THE END


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