TITLE:  Needing a Friend (Parts 3, 4)
AUTHOR:  Tracy Aiken
E-MAIL:  teanc@mindspring.com
CATEGORY:  S, Angst, MSR
RATING:  NC-17
SPOILERS:  Through Season 6 to be safe.
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else, just let me know.
SUMMARY: Scully needs a friend and finds three
unexpected ones.
DISCLAIMER:  These characters belong to Fox, and
1013 Productions.  No money is being made on
this.  Please don't sue.  No infringement
intended.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: A big thank you to my friend and
beta reader and encourager, Dominiqua.  This
story wouldn't have been possible without her
encouragement - thank you - you're the best!





"Come in, Mulder," she said and then turned and walked
back to the couch.

He shut the door behind himself and then leaned
against it.  "I'm sorry, Scully.  I didn't mean to
make you cry.  God, I'm such as asshole.  The last
thing in the world I want to do is to make you cry.
I'm so sorry you didn't feel you could come and talk
to me, or even just hang out."

She started crying again while he was trying to make
amends.  He had moved over to kneel in front of her
and took her in his arms.  However, she had her arms
wrapped around herself, in effect, protecting herself.

"I know you trust me, professionally, but what I want
you to know is that you can trust me personally, too.
You can come talk to me and hang out with me and play
video games," the last he said gently jostling her.

"I'd kick your ass, Mulder."

He laughed gently, and she took her arms from around
herself and put them around him.  "Thank you for
giving me another chance, Scully."

"I told you, I'll always give you another chance,
Mulder," she said pulling back.

He wiped the tears from her face.  "I realized
something tonight, Scully."

"What?"

"I don't really know you, personally, I mean, and I'd
like to very much."

She was staring at him like a deer caught in
headlights.

"I know the Special Agent, very well, but not the
person inside.  I know that's scary for you, Scully,
but if you are willing to take the chance, I can
promise you that you won't regret it, ever."

"Mulder," she said, looking down.

"Scully, please...."

"I'm not used to sharing this side of me with you,
Mulder.  It will take time, but I think I'd like you
to know me, personally."

"I'd like that very much," he said and kissed her
temple.

He gently untangled himself and stood, but still
holding her hand, then sat next to her and pulled her
to him.

"Mulder, this is nice," she said snuggling back into
his arms.

"Yes, it is.  I like us like this.  Snuggled up...."

"If you say, like baby kittens, I will hurt you,
Mulder."

"I wasn't," he said with a smile.  "But it is very
nice, don't you agree?"

She moved until she was curled up on his lap, resting
against his chest.  "You're very comfortable.

"Thanks.  I know I said this before, but, Scully, I
really like you curled up on my lap."

"I can tell," she mumbled against his chest.

"Scully," he whined.

"It's all right, Mulder, I like this too," she said
and then kissed his neck.

She immediately felt his response.  "Do you want to
sleep here?"

"Do you mind?  I don't want to push...if you've seen
enough of me today...."

"I would like you to stay," she said sitting up,
looking in his eyes.

"Then I'll stay.  Is the guest room made up?"

She just looked at him.  He had misunderstood what she
meant.  "I want you to stay with me, Mulder, not in
the guest room."

Now Mulder looked like the proverbial deer caught in
the headlights.  Quickly, she said, "it's okay, I'm
sorry," and started to move off of his lap.

He pulled her back to himself and began rubbing her
back, soothingly.  She was hiding again, and again, it
was his fault.

"Please don't hide from me, Scully.  I'm sorry, I
didn't understand.  I'd love to stay with you."

She lifted her head from his chest and said, "you
would?"

"Scully, I love you.  I want to be with you, anytime
you'll let me."

"You want to be with me?  To just hang out with me?"

He shook his head yes.

"We definitely need a communications seminar."

"No, we just need to talk, really talk to one another
and listen to what the other is saying," Mulder said.

"I do love you, Mulder."

"I love you, Scully, so much," he said and then leaned
down to kiss her.  When he pulled back, he asked, "are
these your favorite pajamas?"

"For when I'm just home by myself."

"And you like to watch Scooby Doo?"

"He makes me laugh," she said looking embarrassed.

"I really like Bugs Bunny, and Marvin the Martian, of
course.  I have this great pair of silk boxers with
Bugs all over them, I'll show you sometime."

"I'd love to see them and anything else you want to
show me," she said wiggling around on his lap.

"Oh, God, Scully, please sit still," he said with a
moan.

"You feel so good, Mulder," she said and turned to
straddle his lap, placing herself over his rapidly
hardening cock.

He slipped his hands under the hem of her shirt and
made his way around to the front, rubbing sensuously
all along.

"Mulder," she said thrusting her hips into his and
began pulling his shirt out of his pants and
eventually over his head.  Once she had gotten rid of
his shirt, her fingers had immediately found his
nipples and began very gently scratching at them.

"Jesus, Scully," he said arching his hips.

She took one hand and began rubbing his hardness.  He
was now panting like he had just finished a long run.
Pulling his zipper down, she slipped her hand inside
both his jeans and his boxers, to feel him.

"Scully, oh, Scully," he was moaning again.

With her other hand she quickly unbuttoned the button
on his jeans and started pulling them off of him.
Momentarily she had to let go of him and he whimpered
at the loss of contact.  She quickly kissed him and
said, "lift your hips."   She was able to get his
jeans and boxers down to the top of his thighs.

"You are so beautiful, Mulder," she said, leaning in
to kiss him.  When she pulled back, he grabbed her tee
shirt and pulled it over her head, exposing her.

"No, Scully," he said taking her breasts in his hands,
"you're beautiful."  He pulled her closer to him and
leaned down to take one of her hardened nipples into
his mouth, and suckled gently.

"Mulder," she said trying to get his attention.
"Mulder, come on, let's take this into the bedroom."

He didn't want to let go of her, not even to walk the
few steps to her bedroom.

She moved off his lap and stood in front of him,
pulled her sweat pants and underwear off, and started
walking toward her bedroom.

All he could do at first was just watch her walk
toward her bedroom and after he got over the shock of
what she did, he was up, off the couch, stripping his
jeans and boxers all the way off, along with his shoes
and socks.

As Scully was about to climb onto her bed, Mulder came
up behind her and pulled her to himself and he dove
onto the bed.

She was laughing as he held her to his chest.  "Were
you trying to get away from me, Scully?"

"Not away from you, I was trying to motivate you to
come in here, and it seems to have worked," she
smirked.

"Trust me, Scully, I'm motivated."

Rolling onto her side she caressed his cock and said,
"you feel motivated to me."

"You don't know how motivated I am," he said leaning
over and licking around her nipple, carefully avoiding
where she wanted him most.  She arched her back,
trying to further his contact, but he'd have none of
that and actually pulled back.  "I've learned
something new about you, you like your nipples
suckled, a lot I think."

"Mmmulder," she whined.

"Yes, Scully," he answered taking her breast in his
hand and toying with her nipple with his thumb.

"That feels so good."

"I want to make you feel good, Scully."

Slowly he kissed his way down her torso.  He stopped
and looked up at her when he reached her navel.  "Are
you ticklish, Scully?"

"Sometimes."

"How can you be ticklish only sometimes?"

"Because with certain people, I'm more relaxed and
more trusting and with that I'm more open to being
playful and that leads to being more ticklish."

"So, are you going to be ticklish with me," he asked,
almost unsure of himself.

"Yes," she said, running her fingers through his hair.
"I trust you more than anyone, Mulder.  Both
professionally and personally, even though I don't
know you as well I want to, personally."

"I think we both have some learning to do," he said
kissing her belly button.  "I want to know everything
about you and I want you to know everything about me,"
he said and then laid his head on her stomach.

She reached down and encouraged him to move back up so
their faces were even, "I want to know everything
about you, Mulder.  I know that can be scary, trust
me, I know that, but I also trust you, with everything
I am."

He rested his head on her breast and sighed
contentedly and wrapped his arm around her waist while
she was playing with his hair.

"Mulder...."

He lifted his head to look at her.  "Were the boys
hard on you," she asked.  He thought he heard a little
bit of guilt in her question.

"Nothing I didn't deserve."

The playfulness of earlier had disappeared.

"What did they say to you?"

"Basically, they told me to get my shit together and
if I didn't, I was going to lose you."

"I'm sorry."

He lifted himself so he could look into her eyes and
said, "you have no reason to apologize, Scully.  But
what I do want to talk about is why you didn't think
you could come to me."

"Mulder...I had been here, trying to get some work
done, but it was Friday night, and I wanted to just be
with a friend.  To be normal, have dinner and just
hang out.  I ended up driving around and what I
realized is that I don't really have any friends left.
Normally, I would have given myself a pep talk and
gotten over feeling sorry for myself, but it wasn't
working.  So I ended up at the Gunman office, that's
where Langley found me."

"Have you really played video games with them?"

"Yes.  Have you ever played video games with them?
The equipment they have, I don't even want to know
where they got it, but it's incredible."

"You'd be surprised where they get their stuff.  A lot
of it is traded for, or bought from foreign contacts
then enhanced by them.  Did you know they actually
have sold games to software makers?"

"No, but I think there is much I need to learn about
them.  I'm glad I got to spend some time with them
tonight."

"I appreciate that they were there for you, however, I
still wish you had come to me."

"I don't know how to explain this to you, Mulder," she
said, easing herself from under him and off the bed.
He watched as she walked into her bathroom and then
came back out wearing a robe.  "You have sweats here,
in the bottom drawer," she said and walked back out to
the living room.

Part 4

He wasn't sure what just happened and why she was
pulling away from him again.  Quickly, he pulled on
sweatpants and walked out to the living room.  She was
sitting in front of a fire, just staring at the
flames.

"May I join you," he asked.

When she looked up, he could see that she had been
crying again.  "Yes."

He eased himself down next to her.  He wanted to pull
her back to lean on him, but the air needed to be
cleared first.

"Mulder, you are my best friend, you know that, but we
are professional best friends.  We don't hang out
together, go to dinner, watch videos or anything."

"That doesn't me we can't, we just never have."

"Why not?"

"I didn't think you'd want to do any of those things,
Scully."

"Normal things," she answered.  "Why don't you think
I'd want to do something normal?  I'm a woman with
wants and needs, but you don't seem to realize this."

"You're mad at me," he said just realizing this.

"Mad isn't the right word, maybe frustrated is more
appropriate."

"Please explain this to me, Scully."

"I'm not sure I can.  But I'm willing to try."

He sat, watching her gather her thoughts.

"Mulder, I do love you, never doubt that.  I think
that you don't realize how you affect me.  I can't
turn my emotions on and off, and just jump from case
to case.  Our work is a large part of my life, and I
wouldn't change that if I could.  But, I need time to
be me.  Sometimes, I just need to take a step back and
when I do that, I need to go to a safe place, for me.
That used to be my family and friends.  That first
year, I still was a godmother to Trent, a friend to
Ellen and a real part of my family.  Now, Trent has
outgrown needing me, but Ellen, she's moved on, I
maybe get an email at the holidays and a card on my
birthday.  I've not seen her in years.  My family
doesn't understand why I stay and do what I do.  You
certainly know Bill's feelings on my occupation and
you.  But you're all I've got left.  And that's
plenty, usually," she said touching his forearm.

He nodded his head, understanding what she was saying.

"But today, I needed to connect with a world outside
of work.  I enjoyed having dinner with the boys, but
I'd rather have been with you."

"Why didn't you call, or come by?"

"I didn't know if you'd want me to.  Mulder, I'm not
saying any of this to hurt you.  You are so wrapped up
in your work, I didn't think there was room for me."

"Scully...there's always room for you, even if there's
no room, I'll make room for you.  I didn't realize
that I was shutting you out."

"I don't think you were doing it consciously, Mulder."

"But I should have realized sooner something was
wrong."

"Mulder I don't expect you to read my mind.  I didn't
want you to know what was going on."

"What made tonight different."

She thought for a few moments and then looked up at
him.  "I realized that I'm tired of being lonely,
alone."

He moved to hug her and she went easily into his arms.
"I'm so sorry, Scully.  I never want you to feel alone
or lonely.  Please know, and believe, that I always
want you in my life, both personally and
professionally, always."

"I believe you, Mulder, and I believe in you."

"I don't know what I ever did to deserve to have you
in my life, but I am ever so thankful.  I don't think
you'll ever really know what you mean to me.  You have
given so much of my life back to me," he said and then
kissed her temple.  "I promise you, Scully, there's
always room for you.  Please don't think otherwise."

"It helps to hear that, Mulder."

She snuggled back against him and they sat and watched
the fire burn.  After a few minutes he began running
his hands along her neck, moving her hair and kissing
her neck, just over the implant.  She sighed,
contentedly.  He moved his legs so that she was
sitting between them and pulled her further back
against him.  Reaching around, he undid the belt on
her robe and slid his hands inside.

She could feel his hardness, pressed against her back.
She ground herself into him and caused him to moan.

"Scully, you feel so good," he said, teasing her
nipples into hard points.  Her hands were on his
thighs, clinching and un-clinching.

"Oh, Mulder, I want you," she said turning to face
him.  She rose up on her knees and leaned in to kiss
him.  This wasn't the tentative kiss of earlier; these
were hot and hungry and all consuming kisses.

Reaching up, he pushed the robe off of her shoulders,
pulled it from under her hips and tossed it behind
them.  "You are so beautiful, Scully, God, I love you,
so, so much.  I want everything with you, I meant
that, Scully, with all my heart.  I'll try everyday to
show you how much you mean to me and just how much you
are my life.  But, you've got to promise to talk to
me, because I am going to be an asshole sometimes,
even if I don't mean to be, I will be, you know that
and I know that.  But as long as we can talk and
listen to one another, we can do anything, anything
Scully."

She turned to face him and tugged at his sweat pants.
He lifted his hips and she pulled them off of him.  "I
love you, Mulder."

Immediately, he was, once again, kissing her.
Slipping his tongue into her mouth to tango with hers.

Moaning, she very gently broke the kiss and whispered,
"bedroom."

"No, here, right here, Scully. "

"Mulder, are you sure?"

He pulled back to look, really look, into her eyes.
"If you aren't comfortable...."

Her fingers on his mouth stopped his thought.  Opening
his mouth he pulled one of her fingers into his mouth
and ran his tongue all around, suckling and nibbling.

She was smiling at him, a real smile.  With her other
hand she reached up to caress his cheek, feeling the
stubble rasp against her hand.   Carefully, she
straddled his lap and pulled her finger from his
mouth.

Taking him in her hand caused Mulder to groan and
throw his head back.  "Does that feel good?"

Instead of answering her, he moved his hand to between
her legs, and rubbed her in very small circles.

"Mulder," she moaned and leaned her head against his
chest.

He kissed her temple and then moved down her face and
onto her neck where he kissed all along her jawbone
and then over to her ear where he nibbled on her
earlobe.

"Oh, God, Mulder, that feels incredible.  You make me
feel incredible."

Pulling back he gazed into her eyes and said, "you;
are the incredible one in this partnership, Scully.  I
love you so much."

She quickly pulled him to herself and kissed him hard,
while slowly moving her hand over his very prominent
erection, paying special attention to the head.  Each
time she reached the end, she took her thumb and ran
along the ridge that separated his shaft from the head
of his cock.

Then she moved back to where she could take him in her
mouth.  She licked him all along his shaft and then
kissed her way back to the head.  Mulder's mouth was
open and his head was thrown back all while he was
moaning.  She could tell he was enjoying her
ministrations.  But it was time to move forward, so to
speak.  She took all of him she could into her mouth
and placed her hand at the base of his cock,
stimulating what she couldn't get into her mouth.

"Oh, God, Scully.  Oh, please, oh, Scully, feels soooo
good."

She had him just where she wanted him.  He was very
close, as was she, to coming.  Quickly, she withdrew
her mouth from him and moved to take him into her.  As
soon as she felt him inside of her, she looked up to
see Mulder's eyes wide open, with a look of shock on
his face.

He took her face with both hands and kissed her.  "I
thought before felt good, this is incredible.  You
feel so...there's not a word for it to do it justice,
Scully."

"You feel pretty good, yourself, Mulder.  But it would
feel better if we moved," she said with a smirk.

"Feeling playful, Scully?"

Her only answer was to constrict her vaginal muscles,
to grip him tighter.

"Oh, fuck, Scully...you're going to kill me," he said
with a smile on his face.

"Good thing I'm a doctor then, isn't it?"

He needed her to start moving.  His hands went to her
hips and pulled her down while he arched his hips.  It
was her turn to moan.  "Feel good, Scully?"

The next thing he knew, her tongue was in his mouth
and she was kissing him for all he was worth.  They
continued to move together, stimulating one another
with both touches and looks into the other's eyes.

He could tell she was close by her movements and
reached down to play with her clit, encouraging her
orgasm.

"Mulder, make me come, please, please, God,
Mulder...."

He continued rubbing her clit, but also took a nipple
into his mouth and began suckling hard.  Suddenly, she
was shaking and screaming his name.  He kept his mouth
and hand where they were, trying to prolong her
ecstasy.

A few moments later, she realized she was lying on
Mulder's chest, collapsed really, with him still
inside of her.  She raised her head to look into his
eyes and smiled.  "Doing okay, Scully?"

"God...you just can't imagine.  But I think we have
some unfinished business to attend do, don't you
agree," she asked, squeezing him with her vaginal
muscles.

"Oh, yea," he said, holding her to himself, he flipped
them so that he was now between her legs, still
connected.  When he put his weight down, he slipped a
little further into her, which caused her to moan, as
well as him.

She pulled him even closer by putting her legs around
his hips and arching her pelvis.  "I want to feel you,
Mulder, come for me."

He began thrusting in and out of her; she was meeting
every thrust with a counter thrust of her own.  They
were partners, in everything.

"Harder, Mulder, please," she moaned.

"Sure?"

"Oh, God, yes, please, please...."

She was begging him to fuck her harder.  Anything she
wanted, he would give to her, so he increased his
thrusting, almost slamming into her with each thrust.
Somehow, she still kept up with him.

"So close...close," he kept saying.

"Oh, Mulder, love you, you feel so good, I can feel
every inch of you.  Your turn, come for me, please."

He could feel himself about to come, when suddenly;
she came again, with her nails scratching his back.
He didn't know if it was the pain from her nails or
her orgasm, but he came in her at that moment.  "Fuck,
Scully, love...oh...God yes, yes, YES," and collapsed
on her.

When he came back from the wonderful place he could
feel her caressing his back and running her fingers
through his hair.  He kissed her neck, and lifted
himself up to see her.

"Welcome back," she said and kissed him.

"That was, Scully...there's not a word to describe how
incredibly good I feel right now.  I love you, so
much."

"I love you, Mulder."

They kissed a gently, sweet kiss to seal their bond,
first as friends and now as lovers.