She'll Never Know - by The One With Red Hair. *Spoiler Alert!* - Herronvolk Disclaimer: Yes, I know, zzzzz, but it has to be done if I want to save my skin, my money, my website and my stories! I don't own Mulder, Scully or anything related to The X-Files (I wish I did), they are the precious property of Chris I Am God Carter, 1013, Twentieth Century Fox and probably a bunch of other people. I'm making no money from this, it's here just to enlighten people of the goings-on in my strange little brain. Don't sue me, I'm too busy with writing more fanfic. If you put me in prison, I'll carry on writing. And if you want to kill me, you'll have a hard time, since we don't have the death penalty in this country. ! Rating: PG? I dunno. That'll do. Classification: MSR (kinda - see author's notes at the end). A. Summary: Extra scene for Herronvolk, taking place in the hospital room where Mulder's mam was. This kinda puts a whole new spin on it. (See further author's notes at the end of the fic) Noromos and Naxis - get out or regret it forever. Don't bother to flame me - you shouldn't *be* here! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx She'll Never Know. We stayed there for what seemed like hours. I heard the other officers leave the hospital. Skinner didn't bother us -- I think he realised how important it was for us to be alone. Mulder cried for a long time. I held his chilled, shocked body tightly in my arms, never wanting to let go. My heart ached with every tortured sob he let loose. I muttered soft words to him as he wept, soothing promises, it will all be okay, I'm here, over and over... His hands moved restlessly up and down my back, seeking refuge, perhaps. I squeezed my eyes shut, forbidding my own tears to flow. As Mulder's finally subsided, he sighed gently against my neck. I began to release him from my embrace, but he shifted a little and continued to hold me. Oh, Mulder. A knocking on the door broke us apart. We reluctantly pulled away as a nurse entered the room to take Teena's temperature. When she left, Mulder came towards me again. I searched his eyes and saw his soul, naked before me, broken. "Thank you, Scully," Mulder said, his voice thick and wavering. "I..." I shook my head. "Don't say it... you don't have to tell me. I feel the same way - you know I do. But now just isn't the time..." "When, then?" Mulder's face crumpled, hurt flashing through the pools of hazel. I wanted him... so badly. I looked away. "When?" He reached out and tilted my face back to look at him, our eyes locked. His free hand drifted down to hold mine gently, fingers entwined. And then... Then he kissed me. He leaned over and slipped his eyes shut, and then grazed his lips across mine, triggering a response within me before I could think. Gently I returned the kiss, nuzzling his mouth, tasting salt, sunflower seeds... _gas_? Surprised, I pulled away. "What's wrong?" Fear clouded his features as I looked at his glistening lips, still feeling them on mine, so sweet, my head spinning... "Gas, Mulder? What happened?" I reached up and tenderly touched the scars on his cheek, brow, mouth. I smoothed his hair back, noticing that it, too, had the substance dried into it, thickening the strands. He shook his head. Not now. I nodded okay, and led him to sit down. He watched his mother sleeping quietly for a while. I rested an arm around his shoulder... We didn't need words just yet. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Copyrighted Red 2000, so there. More Notes... Okay guys, this is an ickle different, innit? I've never really been partial to either the TDI (They're Doing It) theory, or the idea that Moose and Squirrel have discussed their relationship in the past and know they're in love, but are waiting to find The Truth before going ahead. BUT, this fic turned out that way. Don't ask me how... all I do is write 'em, my id creates 'em!!! Do NOT archive! Ask first. Can't think why you *would* though... ROTFL. Feedback - I live for it! Criticism accepted if you're not too horrid, compliments treasured forever! ds4fm@hotmail.com "Dying is easy - it's what I'm living for!" - The Verve.