Immature
By: WickedShadowsCry



Fox Mulder's Apartment
Friday 10:30pm

"Ok. So you agree with me?" Mulder asked his partner as they sat on his couch analyzing papers strewn everywhere around them.

"Yes, Mulder...to an extent," she agreed with a sigh and a slight nod. They had been at it for the past five hours and she was getting restless.

"Ok, which part do you not agree on?"

She shot him a glare. "You've got to be kidding me."

"What?"

"Mulder," she began, licking her lips, meaning she was ready for an argument. She turned her body towards him as much as the crap surrounding the would permit. "Out of the shit we have been discussing for the past," she paused to check her watch, "Five hours... and you knowing me... what do *you* think I disagree with?"

"Well you agree this is the wrong man..."

"Yes."

"And you also told me you think he vanishes... so I don't see where you disagree..."

"No,no,no... I told you that he vanishes, but not the way *you* think he does..."

"What?!" Now he turned more to face her dropping the folder to the floor. "Explain, Scully. 'cause I really want to know what the hell we have been discussing and what you've been agreeing with?"

"Oh my God," she groaned. "the local PD in Bumfuck have the wrong man... and he *metaphorically* disappears... He doesn't *actually* vanish..."

"Why not?!" he whined.

"Because it's impossible!" she yelled.

"God damn it, Scully!... We've seen stuff like this happen all the time..."

"So you're saying our suspect is a ghost?"

"No! I'm just saying he has the power to vanish!"

"Oh... I see... So what we have here is a really good magician," she deadpanned.

"If you want to mock me and see it that way... yes."

"Ok let's say you're right..."

"I am," he interupted.

"Mulder, shut up... If you are right, then what's the point of catching him and putting him in jail??? He'll just escape."

"Then we find where he gets his ability and stop it..."

"Ok so we'll just line his cell with Kriptonite and all is well."

He had enough of he making fun of him. His entire career was a joke to everyone. They called him *Spooky* the last thing he needed was for his partner and best-friend to make fun of him too. It hurt, but instead of being sad, he only got angry. So he yelled,"You know what, Scully? The only reason I listen to you is because you're a woman!"

Suddenly it got very silent. Her body flushe red with anger. He had just pushed her too far. "Mulder, get the hell out!Now!" She pointed to the door her breathing had become hard, almost gasping.

"Fine! I will!" He went straight to the coat rack, grabbed his leather jacket, put it on, and stormed out, slamming the door. After a few moments of actually thinking, he opened the door and marched up to her. "This is my apartment... *You* get out!"

"I don't want to...Make me leave," she challenged.

He easily picked her up and put her over his shoulder. "You asked for it."

"Mulder, are you insane?! Let me go!" she yelled squirming in his grasp.

He carried her all the way to the door, opened it, plopped her outside and closed and locked the door. "Bye, Scully," he called from within the apartment.

"Damn it, Mulder! Let. Me. In." She started pounding on the door with her fists.

"No!" he yelled back through the door.

"Mulder, all my things are inside!"

"Too bad. You shouldn't have pissed me off."

"God damn it, Mulder..." she mumbled angrily. Her hands were on her hips, balled into fists, as she rocked on her bare feet, trying to think of a way to get back into the apartment... "Oh! Keys!" She told herself.

She still had her keys in her pocket. And along with her keys, were Mulder's keys. She took them out and put them in the lock. She unlocked the door with a little click and reached to turn the handle. She barely got the door open an inch before Mulder had slammmed the door shut his back pusing against it. "Oh no you don't," he growled.

"My God, Mulder! You are such an asshole!... Open the door!"

"I said no! Take your keys and go home!"

She was pushing hard against the door trying to get in, but he was stronger and the door would barely budge. "Just... let... me... in," she siad straining, "You know what, Mulder? You are so fucking immature it's not funny!... You're such a child!"

Suddenly the door popped open and Scully fell inside, landing against Mulder's chest. He grabbed her by the shoulders and stood her up. "What did you just call me?" he growled.

She stood up straight and gave him the eyebrow. "You heard me... you're an immature child," she confirmed.

His eyes went wide. "I am not. Take it back," he demanded, almost whining.

"Yeah. You are... You're a little baby!"

"Why? because I'm capable of showing my feeling and emotions? because I can cry? I can be angry? I can love? I show fear?... What about you, Scully?... What the hell do you show?"

"Shut up, Mulder..."

"You know what I hate? The fact that you can never open up to me... You're a closed book... You're not only a skeptic about what's physically in front of you, but you're a skeptic about everything else, too... Hah... You don't even believe in yourself... They are right about you, Scully... You are an Ice Queen..."

"You son of a bitch, you don't know me," she said angrily, fighting back tears. She hit him in the chest and he caught her by the wrist before she could hit him again.

"You're right... I don't know you... You won't let me." He looked at her expectantly waiting for a reply. She didn't, so he continued. "You are the only woman I have ever met that doesn't tell me a damn thing... Why?"

"I don't tell you lies like other women... because that's all they do to you, Mulder. They lie and they hurt you... I don't lie..."

"You don't say anything!"

"I don't have to!"

"Just admit it. You don't trust me... You never have and the only reason you're even working with me is because you love proving me wrong. And hell, look, you even get paid for it..."

"Fuck you, Mulder!" she snapped, tears finally falling freely down her face... "You have no right," she sobbed.

"What is this? Are you crying? Dana Scully is actually crying in front on me???... Truth hurts doesn't it?... Just get your stuff and get out... Continue spying on me and my work, Agent Scully... but I'm leaving you in the dark just like you have me... I give up on you," he said walking away from her.

"Is that what you really think of me? That I'm only here to fuck up your crusade? Your life's work?... You're so wrong, Mulder... I'm not like that... And even if that was the Bureau's intentions... I wouldn't have stuck by you for so long..." He stood a few feet away from her beside the couch, his back was to her and he stared at the fish tank... She knew he was listening. She saw he shoulders sag, anyone else would've missed it. "Money isn't enough... my reputation isn't enough... You do have my trust, Mulder... you have so much more, too. You're just to blind to see it..." SHe picked up her belongings and headed to the door before closing it behind her she muttered, "I love you."

***

Streets
Friday 11:46pm

What the hell was wrong with them? It was obvious and more tonight that he had only been waiting for her to say the words... any words. Anything to let him know that she was there and always would be...

She drove in total silence to her apartment. Only her thoughts filled her head as she drove through the streets to her solitary home. Mulder had every right to feel the way he did, right? He didn't have to be so brutal, but she did need to let him in... Even if the thought scared her to death. She knew that if she had opened up he would know... she couldn't let him. Although if he was listening then she just told him and it was too late... he already knew the truth... She loved him. She didn't deny it to herself... She cried nearly every night because of it. She only denied it to everyone else... but he had the right to know.

***

Dana Scully's Apartment
Saturday 12:01am

She got into her apartment and found a little red light blinking in the dark. She turned on the lamp and was greeted with two messages. She removed her coat, gun, keys, shoes, purse and put them all down before pressing play. She began unbuttoning her blouse as she listened.

"Dana, it's mom... Let me know about brunch this sunday after church... Talk to you later, sweetheart." She erased the message and headed to her bedroom, pulling off her blouse on the way, when the second message came on.

"I'm sorry, Scully..." His voice sounded sad and even though she expected more, that's all he said... and it was enough. She'd sleep ok and they'd talk tomorrow.

She finished stripping off her clothing and placed it in the hamper. She threw on her silk robe and left the sash untied revealing her lingere set. She walked to the kitchen with her arms raised as she pinned up her hair. She looked towards the door and gasped.

Mulder stood gawking at her the door nob and the keys to her apartment in his hand. She pulled her robe closed and he blinked. "Shit, Scully. I'm so sorry... Should've knocked," he muttered looking down at his feet in embarassment.

"What are you doing here?" she asked breathlessly, holding her robe closed.

"I wanted to say... I'm sorry..."

She looked at the answering machine. "You already said it."

"I needed to tell you face to face."

"Ok, Mulder, you said it... Is that all you came here for?"

He looked at her and shook his head. "Not anymore..."

"Then what...?" Before she could finish her thought he was by her side his arms around her, hugging her."Mulder?" she asked quietly.

"I also came to thank you," he said against her neck, half kissing, half caressing.

"Wh-Why?" she stuttered, sucking in a breath at his touch.

He raised his face to look at her, cupping both her cheeks to make sure he had her attention. He glanced down and realized that he also had her body's full attention. Her body flushed, her chest heaved, and her nipples poked throught the material covering her. He was even betting there were other signs of arousal he could't quite see... Hmm, what would happen if he coped a feel? "Anyways, I wanted to thank you for telling me the truth... That's you're with me because you love me... And you're right, I was being immature... I'm sorry, baby."



"What?"



"I, uh... Shit. Sorry," he started pulling his hands away from her and was ready to run out the door. She was so going to shoot him for calling her baby. Hmm, look at that the gun's right on the table beside them. Should he just hand it to her?



"Mulder, why did you just call me that?"



"I meant to say Scully..."he tried as an excuse.



"But you didn't," she added getting closer.



"Scully, look, I..."



"Mulder," she warned raising her brow. "Who the hell do you think you are?"



"Hey I didn't come here to start fighting again... So drop it..."



"No... I want to know where the hell you got the audacity to call me 'baby'?"



"I'll call you what ever I want. How about that?"



"Damn it, you can't say things like that to me..."



"I just called you *baby*... What the big damn deal?!"



"I'm not your girlfriend, Mulder... You need to respect me."



"I've always respected you..."



"What but now that I told you how I feel all that respect can go out the window?"



"It's not like that..."



"Then what, Mulder?"



He had enough, he backed her up against the wall, trapping her body against his. He swooped down and kissed her hard, his tongue pushing roughly into her mouth."I need you to quick picking fights out of nothing... I said it becasue I love you, too."



She had tears in her eyes and she shook her head. "I didn't know," she whispered.



He nodded. "I do... so much." He kissed her again and she whimpered, his hand trailing down her robe and onto her breast.



She cupped his ass and pulled him more firmly against her, her tummy pressed against his hardness. She pulled her head back thudding it against the wall."I..."



"Want to make love to you," he told her. She whimpered. "Is that ok?" he asked nuzzling her ear.



"Yes."



He pulled off her robe and looked down at what he had gotten a peek at before. "You're so damn sexy," he said shifting in his spot.



"You, too," she said softly, daring out and stroking his cock through his slacks.



He pulled her hand away and kissed her fingers. "Let's go to your room."



***



They barely made it to the room before they were both completely naked and lying together on the bed, caressing, kissing, and stroking.



He made his way down her body with a trail of wet kisses, and she moaned her pleasure. Pausing to capture her nipple in his mouth and suckle, before coninuing down. "Mulder," her voice hitched, as she felt him nuzzling her mons.



"Hmmm?" he questioned, not stopping his actions of spreading her legs.



"I... You don't have..."



He raised his head to meet her eyes as he parted her with his thumd and forefinger. "I want to... I love doing this... It's my favorite thing...but with you I have a feeling everything will be my favorite thing... everything already is," he finished by lowering his head down and stroking at her with his tongue.



"Oh Mulder," she cried. His words touching her heart and arousing every cell in her body. She couldn't help but thread her fingers in his hair. It felt so damn good and she never wanted him to stop, but when she came hard against his mouth, his teeth scraping against her clit the final assault that had her careening out of control, she had enough foreplay. "Mulder, I want you inside me, please..."



He raised himself up to meet her. Kissing her face and lips, he pushed himself inside her. He sucked in a breath and hissed, his eyes closed and mouth parted as he relished in the feeling of her surrounding him. So tight and wet, yet so damn perfect. Despite his physical need, he didn't want to come, he knew that once he did he'd have to leave her... He already couldn't wait until the next time. At that moment he looked at her both teary-eyed and knowing each others thoughts. "I love you."



She nodded and he began thrusting, filling her deeper and deeper with each stroke. It wasn't long before he began losing control slaming into her roughly but kissing and loving her ever so gently. "Oh God, Mulder, yes..." she moaned grabbing on tightly to his shoulders as her inner muscles tightened until she burst and they began to flutter and spasm around his cock. He lost it. Crying out with her and spilling his heart, soul, and seed into her body.



They both panted as their bodies cooled and returned to normal. He nuzzled her and they both managed to get themselves under the sheets and spooned together.



"I love you, Scully," he said, kissing her temple.



"I love you too, Mulder."



"G'night, baby."



"Mmm, don't get me started," she said with a little grin as she closed her eyes to sleep.



The End