Title: NYE 

By: The Oral Fixations
E-mail: the_oral_fixations@yahoo.co.uk

Distribution: Please let us know first
Rating: G Soft, snuggly tinged with sadness.
Keywords: MSR
Disclaimer: Not ours. We're only playing.
Summary: One dark motel room. Two hopeful fibbies. 
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31st December 2002
A dark, quiet motel room.
11.55pm



'It's nearly time.'

'I know.'

He tugged gently on the belt of her robe and the neat 
bow unravelled, coiling onto the bedspread.

'You want the TV on?'

'No, No...'

'You sure? I hear that Dick Clark has aged some this year, and
normally they have Barry Manilow doing a killer version 
of 'It's Just Another New Years...'

She smirked. 'I think I can give that a miss. I think we both can. 
I just want to be quiet with you.'

As he shifted his weight into his elbow, a patch of 
moonlight slid silently across his cheek and down his chest.
His white t-shirt suddenly developed a luminescent blue-gray hue.
When she closed her eyes she could feel his heartbeat and smell
cologne on his skin.

'It's been a tough year, Scully.'

'You're never normally given to understatement, Mulder.'

'And some tough times are ahead. You know that?'

He head bowed a little. 'I know.'

They fell silent for a moment before he squeezed her hand.

'Scully please... I know we've talked about this before, but you
have a chance to go back and-'

Her eyes met his. 'No.'

'But..'

'No *but* about it. Don't make me angry with you in the last few
minutes of this year, Mulder. I'm here because I want to be. 
I need to be with you. If there is one thing I've learned from 
the whole sorry mess of this past year is we are stronger together. 
We took too long to figure that one out, way too long.'

Right hand cupping her cheek, he drew her closer for a soft kiss,
sweeping his thumb gently over her wet eyelashes and along 
her temple.

Sadness flavoured his voice.'You lost a lot this year, Scully.'

'WE lost a lot, Mulder, both of us. But I believe that all the 
people who have been taken from us are never truly lost. 
Some we will never forget and.. and some...' her words 
became whispers,..' some are constantly with us, no matter where 
they are, just waiting to be found again.'

She gave him a watery smile. 'I do believe we will find him again. 
He's not lost to us Mulder.'

He nodded.'I know, I know... I believe it too.'

Fireworks popped in the distance and sounds of muted merriment 
filtered through the thin walls.

He pulled her closer. 'Hey listen... It's New Year..'
His forehead touched her brow.
'Here's to finding what's lost, Scully.'

'To being together, Mulder' she whispered, rubbing his nose 
with hers in an eskimo kiss '..all of us.'


End.