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A/N I've been watching series 6 again. This is set post Triangle
Scully stepped out of the hospital room, the adrenaline of the day beginning to ebb away. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she realised Frohike was sat on the plastic chair next to the doorway.
"Hi. Thought you could do with some company."
"Oh. I'm ok." She smiled weakly. "Don't try to hit on me. Not tonight."
"Because you'd finally give in?" He waved his eyebrows and smirked. Scully smiled.
"No. Because today has been weird enough. Even for an X file. Which thanks to Kersh it isn't." She closed her eyes. "Oh shit. Kersh is gonna have my badge for this. Him and Spender."
"Like to see them try. Sit down." Scully did as she was told. Composing herself she turned to her friend. "What is it? What did Mulder say in there? Was he a jerk? Do you want me to go knock the sense he was born without back into him?"
Scully shook her head.
"He said." She frowned, her mind analysing the thirty second conversation.
"What? What were his exact words? Cmon Scully. Dana, this is me."
She nodded, knowing the conspiracy theorist would never betray her or Mulder. She looked him in the eyes.
"He said; and I quote. Scully, I love you."
"Well, Sweet Jesus! About time!" Frohike laughed. "Don't look at me like that! It's as plain as the considerable nose on his face what he feels for you. You didn't see what he was like when you went missing. Every time you go missing."
"I'm serious. You know I tease you but Bryers, Langley and I dare say Skinner love you as a friend but Mulder has been in love with you forever. Open your eyes, honey."
Dana stared at him. "And seeing how you react every single time he does something stupid or nearly anything else that puts him in danger tells me the feeling is mutual." He watched as she nodded slightly. "Have you told him?"
"Why the Hell not?"
"What did you say?"
"I said, oh brother."
Frohike shook his head and laughed. "I know Mulder is an action speaks louder than words kinda guy but jeez! Give him a break! Do you care about him?"
"You know I do!" Scully snapped.
"But love? Head over heals, hearts and flowers, wedding bells? That kinda love?"
"He's been married before."
"So? It's not him I'm asking? Do you love Fox William Mulder?"
"Yes." Dana whispered. Frohike tapped her knee.
"Then my advice is, get in there and tell him. Because the scrapes you two get in means there might not be a next time. For him at least."
Mulder opened his eyes as he saw her reappear at his side.
"Hey." She touched the bruise on his forehead. "You remember? What you said to me?"
Mulder swallowed hard. Scully arched an eyebrow.
"Well, I should say the feeling is mutual. I."
He pulled her to him, kissing her softly on the lips. He pulled back, smiling as he realised she had responded to him. "I know. It's ok. Just had to be sure you did." Dana kissed his forehead before taking the seat next to his bed as his eyes closed. Neither saw Frohike watching them from the doorway- smiling happily he left the FBIs most unwanted in peace.