From: FishFry888 Date sent: Sat, 28 Mar 1998 00:54:49 EST Subject: "I Love You. Kiss Me." by Star Kates. ******************************************************* TITLE: I Love You. Kiss Me. AUTHOR: Star Kates RATING: PG CLASSIFICATION: S, R SPOILERS: None KEYWORDS: Mulder/Scully Romance SUMMARY: Mulder is hurt; Scully attends to him quickly in the back of her car. Mulder is also semi-delusional. ******************************************************* ALL FEEDBACK, CONSTRUCTIVE, CRITICAL, FLAMING, ETC., GREATLY APPRECIATED. SEND TO FISHFRY888@AOL.COM. THANKS. :) ********************************************************** DISCLAIMER: I don't own anyone. Not Mulder, not Scully, not the car, (what kind of car does Scully drive, anyway?), not the ambulance, the cell phone, the gun, the purse, the shirt.....oooh. I think I own the shirt, actually. But that's all I own. Mulder's shirt. The rest belongs to Chris Carter, 1013, and everyone else. Not me. I mean no infringement, except for on Mulder's shirt. I definitely want that. ********************************************************** Okay, I'm not really a fanfic writer. In fact, I was too ashamed to put my name on this one because its really short...took me maybe ten minutes tops to write...but that doesn't mean its necessarily bad...or good...judge for yourself and give me feedback, I'd love to hear from you. I am, as of nineteen days ago, sixteen years of age. So, Mulder's a little out of my range, but a girl can dream, can't she. Read. Enjoy. ********************************************************** Here goes nothing: (Can you tell I like stars?) ********************************************************** She had been trying to reach him for the past hour, but to no avail. With nothing else to do, she finally grabbed her purse and keys and ran out to her car, intent on finding out what was going on. He was never unreachable...at least, never to Scully. Mulder was always around when Scully needed him, and she needed him now. She wiped her tear-soaked cheeks with her sleave and stepped into her car, closing the door quickly behind her. Where could he be? Was he in any danger? Did he have any idea whatsoever what had happened today? Scully couldn't get the keys into the ignition. Her hands were shaking involuntarily. Finally, she gave up and placed her head on the steering wheel, and for the first time in a long while, began to sob uncontrollably. "Aah" someone was in the car, and in pain. Instinctively, Scully reached for her gun and pulled it on her intruder. "Dammit Scully put that away," Mulder answered. "Mulder!" Scully quickly took off her seatbelt and reached around to the backseat of her car to help him up from the lying position he took. "Mulder, you're hurt. What the Hell are you doing in my car? Don't answer that. I'm calling an ambulance." She found her cell phone in her purse and dialed for paramedics. "Nice to see you, too, Scully." Mulder was in bad shape. His face was bruised and scratched, and the rest of his body was badly beaten. His clothes were covered in blood. "Mulder, you're a mess. Take off your shirt." She pulled herself through the space in between the front seats and straddled his legs. When she was finally through, she pulled his shirt off and examined the large cut across his chest. "Mulder, who did this to you?" she asked, addressing the wound. "I'm fine, Scully, really. Why are...you're....cry..." All of the sudden, Mulder seemed about to faint. "Put your head down, Mulder, and your feet up. You need to get more blood to your brain," Scully helped him move his body in the ways she was describing. "Scully....I love you...Kiss me?" "Mulder, you're delusional," Scully answered. But she smiled to herself. "I'm not...delightful....demonster....deductive...de duck....like daffy...." he started to laugh. "Mulder, what the Hell did they give you? You were ok a minute ago. At least, mentally." Scully continued to address his wounds as she heard the ambulance approaching. She kicked the door behind her open farther for the ambulance to see. "I'm not delusional, Scully....there its out...." Mulder continued to ramble. "Okay, Mulder, the ambulance is coming, don't worry." "You'll never know unless you kiss me. Maybe I'll forget though." He was still rambling, she realized. But it made perfect sense. What if he meant what he said? She wanted to believe him, more than anything in the world. And he would most likely forget. He must have been drugged, after all. And God, she wanted to. But she only had a few seconds before the paramedics came. She arched her body over his and lowered her face close to his. "Mulder?" Scully questioned, her voice rising rapidly with nerves. "Scully?" he answered her with the same tone of voice she had used, but exaggerated. He was definitely delusional. She leaned farther and gently pressed her lips against his, then parted his with her tongue, before realizing what she was doing and stopping herself. The paramedics were just arriving at the car. "Who are you? How long have I been here? What have you done with Scully and please tell me you're a woman!" Mulder's mind was again awake. ******************************************************* FIN. Send any and all feedback to FishFry888@aol.com. Thanks! *******************************************************