TITLE: While Mulder Sleeps AUTHOR: Erin M. Blair E-MAIL: eblair@sonic.net / erinmblair@gmail.com FEEDBACK: Yes, please. DISTRIBUTION: OK to Gossamer, Ephemeral, Fandomonium, MSR Fanfic Cheerleaders. RATING: PG CATEGORIES: SRA -- Story, Romance, Angst KEYWORDS: Mulder/Scully Romance. Alternate Universe. SPOILERS: Existence then AU. DISCLAIMER: Mulder, Scully, and William belong to Chris Carter. "PG" is owned by the MPAA. SUMMARY: Scully always loved watching Mulder sleep. NOTES: This story was written for Fandomonium's Voyeur Challenge. I would like to thank Devin and Lisa for beta reading this fic for me. + + + + + + + + + + + + + + I've always loved watching Mulder sleep. He always looks like an innocent child as he lays there on the bed, protectively holding our son, William, in his arms. A soft smile brightens up his features from being close to the two people that he loves most in their bedroom. After everything that happened in the last several years, I felt grateful that he was finally enjoying the pleasures of life with William and me, as a father and a lover. I gaze intently down at him and over his lanky body, wondering how I became so fortunate to have him in my life. I sit down beside him on the bed and lean over to kiss his lips. He looked simply breathtaking. He still has a thin waist from all that he's been through and lanky body, albeit a little more muscular now. Whenever I watch him sleep, he looks almost exactly like he did when I first met him all those years ago. I remember him being that younger man from that March morning years ago when I first shook his hand. The day when I knocked on the door of the basement office and which brought me to the very special man that I would share my whole life with. I knew that immediately when I gazed into those soulful, intoxicating hazel eyes of his. Mulder has the most expressive eyes that I've ever seen and I always felt so lucky to gaze into his eyes. I know that in turn he loves gazing into mine as much. I remembered thinking that I had fallen in love with him at first glance even though he tested me relentlessly. I wasn't exactly sure what he thought of me, in as much as he didn't know what to think of my skeptical scientific views. I knew even back then that I wanted to run my hands through his thick dark brown hair and then keep on kissing his full lips repeatedly. I love breathing in his sunflower seeds taste and aftershave - a Mulder trademark, a uniqueness of him in the fullest degree. As I watch him sleep, I see a smile grow across his features. I hope his dreams are positive, without pain, fear or sadness. I hope he dreams of me. ~~ The End