Title: She Knows Author: Karen Brandt Henriksen. Rating: PG 13 (I think - no bad language - a little action but nothing graphic.... Uhhh - shit I don't know -I'm Danish, over here you can say the f-word on children's TV!). Category: MSR, UST, Mulder angst. Spoilers: Nope! Summary: My take on the outcome of a very heated argument. Disclaimer: I dare anyone (- you know who you are!) to sue me over this worthless piece of crap. Distribution: Anywhere - just keep my name attached and let me know, M'kay? Feedback will be highly appreciated - let me know if I need to make a career change.... write me at karen@inbound.dk . Author's notes: This is the first attempt I've ever made at writing fan fiction. And I just want to thank everyone who gave me advice on how to do it, and Jessica for the great beta!!!! Additional author's notes at the end of the story. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- MULDER'S APARTMENT, FRIDAY NIGHT, 6 PM. I screwed up today. Actually that's probably an understatement. I did something really, really bad. And I didn't realize until it was too late. We were in Skinner's office and our argument was getting really heated. Things were getting louder and more agitated by the second. And that's when I said it. I guess I didn't mean for it to come out the way it did, but that's the way she took it. And I can't blame her for getting pissed. I believe anyone would be if they had been ridiculed the way she had been. She turned around and left. She just left. Skinner gave me a look saying "Boy, are you in trouble" before he - with a smirk - told me to have a *good* weekend. So here I am, having a *great* weekend already. I came home an hour ago, and quickly shed my shoes, socks and work pants to put on a pair of jeans. I'm still wearing my dress shirt but it's untucked and the sleeves are rolled up. "Relax Mulder" I tell myself. - Well it's worth a try.... MULDER'S APARTMENT, FOUR HOURS LATER. I've been pacing the carpet for who knows how long. I've even picked up the phone and dialed her number a dozen times. But every time I just hang up before the first ring. Not that I think it would be answered anyway... Suddenly I'm startled out of my thoughts by a loud knock on my door. Yep, she's pissed alright. I work up the courage to open it. She pushes past me without a word - without even looking at me - and storms into my living room. She's got her back to me and her hands are clenched into fists, her entire body tense with anger. I'm beginning to think that "pissed" doesn't cut it. "Infuriated" is probably the word I'm looking for. I take a few steps toward her and she slowly turns around. Man, if looks could kill... She starts speaking slowly, trying to remain calm. That doesn't last very long. For what seems like hours I listen to her, nodding and apologizing, but she keeps on going. Slowly my focus starts to slide... She is beautiful when she's mad. She's always beautiful, but anger seems to bring out just the perfect tone in her skin. She doesn't seem to want to slow down, so I continue my current line of thought. Her cheeks are the most vivid shade of flushed pink. Her eyes are more icy and blue and beautiful than I have ever seen them before. Little angry blotches of dark pink are appearing along the line of her neck. I inch a little closer without her even noticing. And then I do it. In one swift move I'm close enough to reach out and grab her by the back of her neck. I close my eyes. And then I kiss her. Not too insistant. Not too soft. Just right. I feel her freezing up beneath my touch but I don't really care. I open my eyes as I let go of her. Her eyes are wide with shock, her mouth hanging open. I step back and swallow hard. Oops. She takes a few seconds to get a grip of herself. Then she slaps me - like a woman would slap someone who did what I just did to her. The intent is not so much to inflict pain. I suppose you slap someone to get a point across. Which makes it a thousand times more efficient than a baseball bat or a sledgehammer. I have no idea of what just got into me. I try to recall what I was thinking, but all I remember is the clear, blue color of her eyes. I've never wanted to kick myself as much as I do right now. She nearly knocks me over when she rushes for the door. I turn around just in time to close the distance between us before she is out of the apartment. I reach out and grab her arm. She turns around so quickly I almost fall on my ass. Sheer strokes of lightning are coming out of her eyes. Her nostrils are flaring, and I expect smoke to emerge from them any second. I gulp down something very big and very dry. Probably ten seconds pass but it feels like an hour. I look down at my bare feet. I desperatly want to apologize, but I'm completely dumbstruck with my own behavior. I suddenly realize that I'm still holding onto her arm. I absentmindedly let go and look at her face again. It occurs to me that I can actually *see* the blood pumping furiously trough the veins on the side of her neck. She takes a deep breath and I practically duck, certain that she is going to hit me again. She doesn't. Instead she grabs my head and pulls me down and kisses me. Hard. Furiously even. Her lips press so hard against mine it actually hurts. She breaks the kiss and steps back, breathing heavily. I gasp for air as i open my eyes. Her eyes seem to have changed into a much darker shade of blue. I open my mouth wanting to say something, anything. But no sound emerges from my throat. She swallows and then inhales deeply. Then she grabs my shirt and rips it open. Buttons fly everywhere. She tears the shirt off of me, and digs her nails into my chest as she kisses me again. She continues to kiss me as she pushes me towards my bedroom. We bump into door frames and furniture on the way, but her lips never leave mine. She throws me onto the bed and jumps me. I try to sit up but she pushes me back down and climbs on top of me. She presses herself down against my crotch, holding me down with a hand on my chest. Then she sits back up and starts unzipping her boots. Her eyes never leave mine - I've never seen her so determined. She sheds her boots and stands up with a leg on each side of me. She slowly - painfully slowly - takes off her jacket. Then she starts to unzip her dress pants. She takes them off, and continues with her stockings - still pinning me down with her deadly gaze. When she's down to her panties and her shirt she sits back down, making me squirm with a mixture of pain and pleasure. She starts to unbutton her shirt and I reach up to help her, but she roughly shoves my hand away, telling me with her eyes to back off. By now she's only wearing a bra and her panties. She leans forward clawing my chest, as my mind keeps telling me to make this stop. It's not right. This isn't how it's supposed to happen. Unfortunately my mind is no longer in control - it hasn't been for quite a while. She bends down all the way and starts to kiss me again - biting my lower lip - which nearly makes me scream with pain. When I taste blood, I can no longer hold back as I throw my right arm around her waist, and roughly roll her over so she's on her back with me on top. I reach behind her neck with my left hand and kiss her hungrily. I feel her trembling below me and when I draw back to catch my breath, I realize that she's crying. Her eyes are closed and tears are quietly streaming down her cheeks. My heart skips a beat or two and I feel like all the air has just been beat out of my lungs. What the hell am I doing? Slowly - carefully I roll off of her and she immediately turns her back to me, curling up into a fetal position. The silence in the room is suddenly painful. Gently I move up close behind her, sliding my hand softly from her shoulder all the way along her arm. My arm ends up around her waist as I twine my fingers with hers. We stay like that. I kiss her shoulder and start mumbling apologies into her hair. Slowly I feel her relax, letting all of the tension leave her body. I gently tug at the comforter at the foot of the bed, and carefully pull it up to cover the both of us. After a while I realize that she's asleep. I sigh a couple of times before I drift away too... I awake with a start - sitting up, shaking my head - trying to remember if it was all just a dream. I look down at my chest and see the thin red lines her nails left there last night. Nope, not a dream. The fact that she is not there next to me makes me wish it had been. I suddenly panic and jump out of the bed. Frantically, I rush into the living room. She is standing in front of my desk wearing my ruined dress shirt, arms crossed over her chest. She's looking out the window. I let out a loud sigh as I slowly move towards her. She turns around with the saddest look on her face. She tries to smile at me but it just makes her look even more sad. She looks at the carpet and lets her arms fall down to her sides. I quickly close the distance between us and put my arms around her. I hear her sniffle as I ask her for forgiveness, trying to keep from crying myself. She pulls back and looks at me. And this time when she smiles at me, it's a small yet genuine smile. Her eyes move to my bruised lip and I see her wince at the sight. She gently runs her thumb across it, before she stands up on her toes and kisses it. The touch of her lips against mine is as light as a feather, and I close my eyes savouring the feeling. She stands back on her feet and I slowly open my eyes, wanting to tell her how much I love her and how sorry I am. But when I see the look in her eyes I realize that I don't have to... She knows. I sigh with relief. She *knows*. SLUT ("The End" in Danish - Seriously!!!) Additional author's notes: Two things: 1st of all, I had no idea as to WHAT Mulder could possibly say to Scully that could piss her off this badly, so I thought I'd just leave it up to the reader's imagination.... 2nd: I have conciously avoided any direct dialogue in this piece, since I didn't feel that I could pull it off - English is my second language, and we all know what M and S' conversations are like. But I am pretty content with it the way it is - PLEEEEEASE let me know what you think!!!