***DISCLAIMER***: All "X-Files" elements and references
in this story belong to Fox Broadcasting, Chris Carter,
and 1013 Productions, and I am making no money from it.
"I Can Dream About You" belongs to Dan Hartman.

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Do You Dream About Me?
by shannono
shannono@iname.com


Vignette, Angst, Scully first person, Mulder/Scully UST

Rated R

Summary: Scully, on dreams.

Thanks to Stacey, for beta-reading.

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Do You Dream About Me?
by shannono

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"I can dream about you
If I can't hold you tonight ..."
-- Dan Hartman, "I Can Dream About You"

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Do you dream about me, Mulder?

It only stands to reason, actually. I am the last person
you talk to at night, the first person you talk to in the
morning, and often the only person you talk to during the
day. I am a constant presence in your waking hours.

Do I return in your sleep?

Do I stand guard over your nightmares, a calming force to
combat the demons of night? Do I walk beside you through
the labyrinthine jungles, helping you to find your way?

Do I disappear from your fingers, just as you have me in
your grasp?

Am I the star of those dreams you would never admit you
have? Do I lie beside you, under you, above you, smooth
my hands over your skin, dig in with my fingernails? Is my
body the sheath for your fevered frenzies?

I dream, Mulder.

I dream of oceans and sands, seas calm and storm-tossed,
whirling dust and clear sky.

I dream I am alone, untouched by my suroundings, but then
I feel you near, watching me.

On the outside, looking in.

You never push me in these dreams, never force your way
to my side. I fight the surf, dance the tide, traverse
the deserts of my soul, while you simply observe.

I feel you there, your pain and anguish and guilt ever
present and all-encompassing, but tamped down deep within
you for the sake of my own suffering. You wait, so
patiently, for me to reach out, to take your hand, to
allow myself to bask in your warmth.

And sometimes, I do.

And I lie with you, below you, above you, pull you inside
and let myself feel, simply feel the heat and love you so
want to give me.

We move together so perfectly in my dreams, Mulder.

I dream, Mulder.

I dream about you.

Do you dream about me?

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