Title: Nova

Author: Angel

Feedback: Please! I love every but of it!

Classification: MSR, Colonization fic.

Spoilers: All the way up to 7^th season finale but NOT including even though nothing much is really mentioned.

Rating: NC-17 (for some parts-very mild consensual sex- but to be safe!) Others are probably PG-13 or so for naughty words and implied naughty stuff =).

Summery: The inevitable happens. Mulder has planned ahead and now does everything in his power to keep Scully safe.

You MUST read all parts to understand! Available at Ephemeral and my home page.

Disclaimer: You know the drill. Characters are property of Fox, 1013, ect. No money is being made. No infringement is intended. A few poems and songs are used without permission, names of authors are given. Prayers which I did not write, and I don’t know who wrote are included in some areas.

Homepage: (to find missing parts and sooner or later the completed version, also posted at Ephemeral)

A HUGE thanks to Evie my beta reader! Nova would never be doing this well, or going as fast, without her help! Thank you thank you thank you thank you! Umm… one more! Thank you!

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"Baby don’t look up, the sky is falling." Tori Amos

(36/?)

Day 225

Rolling over, still half asleep, Mulder swung his arm out expecting to find Scully on the other side of the bed. He opened his eyes, just to quickly close them again, Scully already had all the lamps on in their room but she wasn’t in there. For a moment, a very short moment, he debated in getting out of bed to find her. But he was too comfortable and his body felt like jelly. Promising himself to get up in a few minutes, Mulder settled deeper into the pillows. It was Sunday and he was in no hurry, if someone needed him they would come get him.

Mulder jerked away from his almost-sleep at the sound of the door opening.

"Morning, Sunshine." Scully greeted with mock enthusiasm as she sat on the edge of the bed.

Groaning in response Mulder hoisted himself up on his elbow and watched as Scully took peanuts, one by one, out of a jar in her hand and popped them into her mouth. "Who’s cabinet did you raid this time?"

"Byers’." She answered without taking her eyes off of the bounty in her hands. "He doesn’t mind."

"Of course he doesn’t." Mulder mumbled as he flopped back down onto the bed.

"What do you mean by that?" Scully asked around a peanut.

He smiled. "Nothing."

Scully glared at him before returning her focus to the food with a "Whatever" muttered under her breath.

Bending his leg, Mulder nudged her back with his foot to try to get her attention.

"Knock it off." She swatted his foot with one hand behind her back.

Mulder pushed himself up to a sitting position and leaned forward to kiss Scully’s neck. She smiled and arched her neck to give him move room, but continued eating her peanuts. He suckled her ear lobe into her mouth, while watching her reaction out of the corner of his eye. After a moment he pulled away and rested his chin on her shoulder. "Are you paying any attention to me at all?"

"I’m hungry." She answered simply.

"So am I." He responded biting her earlobe.

Scully barked out laughter and turned to look at him. "You’ve got to be kidding me!"

Mulder looked offended for a moment before shrugging and moving to sit behind her, pulling her back against his chest as he leaned against the wall. "I tried." He muttered as he wrapped his arms around her waist and settled he cheek on against hers, feeling the slight movements as she chewed and swallowed. She ate in silence for another few moments before she eyes lost focus and she became motionless except for breathing. "Scully?" Mulder watched her for a response. "Scully are you with me?" He sat up, barely catching her upper body as it fell slack without his support.

Scully jerked with a sharp breath as she blinked for the first time in a few minutes.

"Hey? What was that about?" Mulder asked angling himself to see her face better.

Scully shook her head to orientate herself. "Sorry." She mumbled. "I guess I zoned out for a minute."

Day 230

"How long do you think it will take before we are bored with this?" Mulder asked conversationally as he threw his ante rock into the center of the table.

Frohike looked up from seriously contemplating his cards. "We could always play Go Fish."

"When I was a kid I used to think it was Gold Fish, not Go Fish."

Everyone looked at Langly. "Thanks for sharing." Skinner said with mock seriousness.

"What’s wrong with sharing?" This time everyone stared at Byers in confusion. "We never talk about anything serious. We just sit here, play poker, and talk about random things…. Never anything substantial."

"Oh forget it." Byers said after spending a few moment with everyone just staring at him.

"No." Skinner said slowly. "He’s right…"

"I don’t want to talk seriously." Mulder spoke up. "Don’t we deal with enough stressful issues during the day, Skinner? I just want to sit here and not think."

Skinner nodded as he considered Mulder’s words. "Yeah… but still. Come on, Mulder, you’re the psychologist. Talking is good, right?"

He grumbled a positive response.

"So what serious business should be talk about?" Byers asked with interest.

Skinner focused on his cards as he shuffled with great concentration.

"Still having problems with Amanda I take it."

Skinner shot a hard look at Frohike. "Forget I said anything."

"No way!" Langly said with a laugh. "You stressed that we need to really talk, so talk."

"I said never mind." Skinner hissed out.

"Touchy subject?" Frohike asked as he leaned his elbows on the table to get closer to Skinner in interest.

Mulder cleared his throat to get their attention. "I don’t think this is any of our business, if he wants to share he can."

Langly sat back in his chair with a sulky frown. "Just when it was getting good you decide to take his side."

"You guys are just jealous cause you haven’t gotten any since we got here… and who knows how long before that. I’ll raise you." Mulder added quickly as he tossed a rock onto the small pile in the center of the table, ignoring the aggravated glares of the three men while Skinner tried to smoother is laughter.

Day 234

"I’m tired." Scully grumbled as she crawled into bed.

Mulder made an agreeable noise as he settled next to Scully, trapping her between his body and the wall. He opened his arm for her as she moved to set her head on his bisep. "Goodnight, Scully."

"Mmm." Was her soft response as sleep quickly took her over.

***

Mulder grunted awake from a heavy weight on his stomach. He opened his eyes and struggled to focus in the dim light of the room. "Scully?" He asked her as she determinedly tried to climb her way out of bed, moving faster then was possible for her current condition. "Sweetheart, what’s wrong?" He pushed himself to a sitting position, reaching out to take her arm.

Scully quickly pulled herself from his grasp, almost causing herself to tumble off the bed.

"Whoa." Mulder said securing her body with his hands on her shoulders. "Scully, what are you doing?"

She struggled away from his hold, but Mulder moved out from under the blankets to follow her movements. With a frustrated noise deep in her throat she violently retched her body from him.

"Scully!" Mulder struggled to stand up in time to block her obvious path to the door. "What has gotten into you?"

"I have to go."

To be continued…

Notes: Please don’t kill me! Aren’t you glad you are reading this fic?! Of course, I’ll be working on 37.