Title: Shalom Haver: Expressions
Author: Rotem Shahar
Feedback: LaughsR@prodigy.net
Rating: PG
Category: VAR
Keywords: MSR, Character Death, AU
Spoilers: Cancer arc.
Summary: Part of the Shalom Haver series. It can be found at 
http://rosfics.tripod.com/rosfic/id10.html
Disclaimer: The characters from The X-Files are not mine. They belong to 
Chris Carter, 1013 Productions and FOX. No money is being made and no 
infringement is intended.

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Mulder answered the door and was surprised to see Scully standing there, 
movie in hand. He was usually the one at her door bringing movies and snacks 
and games for them to play.

He stepped away from the door and she entered as he waited for an 
explanation. 

"You should be home resting, Scully," Mulder told her. "I was about to come 
over and see if you wanted something."

"You always come over to check on me. I thought I'd take my turn this time 
and come see what you wanted to do."

After putting the movie in the VCR and making herself comfortable on the 
couch she asked, "You wouldn't happen to have any movie food, would you?" 

Mulder nodded and walked into the kitchen leaving a nervous Scully sitting 
on his couch. 

'I need to tell him,' Scully thought to herself. 'I can't go on without 
telling him how I feel.' She sighed nervously. 'How do I do this? When? 
Where? Now?' she wondered. 'Not now, later tonight,' she decided. Scully 
banished the thoughts from her mind as Mulder reappeared carrying a bowl of 
blue Jell-O. He said, "I know its not typical movie food but its the best I 
could do on such short notice," as he set the bowl on the coffee table and 
sat down next to her as the movie started. 

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When the movie ended Scully sleepily lifted her head off Mulder's shoulder. 

"Mulder?" she tentatively asked.

"Yeah Scully?" Mulder looked towards her. 

Scully's eyes conveyed the message she was trying to express, but was afraid 
to say. He saw love in her eyes, intermingled with fear and doubt. 

"I know, Scully, me too," Mulder whispered, his hand cupping her cheek.

She looked into his eyes and found the same thing.

Scully softly exhaled, relieved that she didn't have to tell him; that he 
knew and felt the same.

She stood and kissed his cheek.

"I should go. I'll see you tomorrow," she told him, walking to the door.

"Tomorrow," he repeated.

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The End.