All Characters copyright of Ten Thirteen Productions, Chris Carter 
and Fox Broadcasting.

The songs "Maybe Tonight" and "When Love Finds You" copyright of 
MCA Records and beautifully sung by Vince Gill.  Vince, you must 
watch The X-Files.  No copyright infringement intended on my 
part...just doing some wishful thinking.   :-)

Category: Mulder/Scully Romance
Time span: Third season (no spoilers)
Rating: PG-13

Summary: Be careful what you wish for, it may come true.
Story completed 3/6/96

Dedication: This is dedicated to everyone who gave me great feedback 
on "Two Of Hearts".  Thanks for encouraging me to write another 
story.  I appreciate it.

Again, please send all your comments and complaints to: 
SpookyFoxx@aol.com.  I love getting mail.  Thanks for reading!


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I Wish I May... (1/2)
by Barbara Nice-Miller
SpookyFoxx@aol.com
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March, 1996
10:30pm
A park on the outskirts of Washington, DC


"There!  There's the first one."

"Good job Scully.  You get to go first."

She glanced at the man beside her, suddenly feeling foolish.

He noticed her hesitation and turned his head toward her, giving her a 
wide smile.

She smiled back, turned her head toward the sky, and began speaking. 
"Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I 
might, have the wish I wish tonight."

Mulder had closed his eyes when she began reciting the childhood 
rhyme.  He loved her voice.  Especially when she was relaxed and 
happy.  And that wasn't often enough.  With everything that had 
happened in the last 3 years, it was a wonder either of them had 
anything to smile about.  So when they had the chance to laugh and 
joke with each other, it was special.

Take tonight for instance.  They had just finished a successful case and 
both were feeling euphoric.  Even the fact that the case hadn't turned 
out to be an X-File didn't bother them.  They had safely rescued the 
child from her kidnappers.  Seeing her reunited with her mother had 
been heartwarming.

Both were too pumped to go to their respective apartments and go to 
sleep, so they went to the Bamboo Garden for a hot and spicy Oriental 
dinner.  They laughed and joked and had a great time just being with 
each other.

On the way to drop off Scully at her apartment they passed a park.  
She asked Mulder to stop for a minute.

So here they were, laying on the hood of the Taurus looking up at the 
stars and making wishes.

Wishes....

Before Scully closed her eyes to make her wish, she glanced at Mulder 
again.  He still lay with his eyes closed, his face relaxed and peaceful, 
with a small smile on his lips.

So handsome...the urge to reach out and run her fingers through his 
hair was almost overpowering.

Wishes....

Forcing her gaze from his face, she looked heavenward, closed her 
eyes and made her wish.

Comfortable silence enveloped them for a moment, then Mulder began 
speaking softly. "Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight, I
wish I 
may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight."

Now it was Scully's turn to listen.  The rich timbre of his voice filled 
her with warmth.  Tonight had been wonderful.  It was great to see 
him relaxed and happy.  Things had been so tense lately.  She missed 
his wisecracks and lopsided smiles. And sometimes, when he looked at 
her...

Wishes....

Just as Scully had done, Mulder turned to look at her before closing 
his eyes to make his wish.  She lay there, eyes closed, bathed in 
moonlight.

So beautiful...the urge to reach out and caress her face was almost 
overpowering.

Wishes....

Drawing a shaky breath, he too, looked heavenward, closed his eyes 
and make his wish.

They lay there for a moment, listening to each other breathe.  The 
wind picked up, rustling the tree branches and making Scully shiver in 
the cool March night.

Mulder felt her shiver and sat up, removing his trench coat.  Scully sat 
up too, and Mulder gently drew the coat around her shoulders.  But 
instead of releasing the coat, he left his hands resting lightly on her 
shoulders.

His touch was electric.

Her face was only inches from his.

3 years...3 long years.

Never breaking eye contact, Scully ever so slowly brought her hand up 
and placed her palm on the side of his face.

Wishes....

Mulder closed his eyes and leaned his face into her hand.  Before any 
words could be spoken, the music from the car radio drifted out the 
open windows.

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We've been friends for a long, long time
You had your lover and I had mine
One night I looked at you and I think we both knew
Some night I'd hold you in my arms
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As the lyrics sunk in, Mulder opened his eyes with a start.

<My God...>  It was like someone was reading his mind and 
verbalizing his thoughts.

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Maybe tonight we'll find each other
Maybe tonight you'll turn around and I'll be there
If the timing is right we could finally get together
We might just fall in love and it may be tonight
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Scully's mouth parted slightly and her eyes grew wide as the song 
continued.  And she shared the same thought as Mulder.

<My God...>

They looked like statues silhouetted in the moonlight.  He, gazing into 
her blue eyes and losing himself in their depth.  She, gazing into his 
hazel eyes and looking into the windows of his soul.

The hand on Mulder's face began to tremble.  Oh, how he needed her.  
When did she become his reason for living?  Every fiber in his body 
strained with the desire to pull her to him and press his lips to hers.  
But he was afraid, so afraid, to move forward.  Only he couldn't quite 
put into words why.

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Two hearts on fire can't live like this
A burning desire we can't resist
Who's gonna break the ice?
Who's gonna roll the dice?
All it would take is just one kiss
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Scully saved him the trouble of deciding what to do.  Letting her hand 
drop down to rest on Mulder's thigh, she leaned forward ever so 
slightly...closing the gap separating them...and softly pressed her lips 
to his.

All of Mulder's fears, anxieties and doubts disappeared like smoke on 
a breeze.  He knew that this was right.  So right.  His entire body came 
alive at the feel of her soft, warm lips on his.

The kiss was tentative at first, both were revelling in the new 
sensations coursing through their bodies.  But it soon became more 
urgent. Grasping Scully by her slender waist, Mulder pulled her body 
against his.  Scully let out a small gasp at his actions.  That was all
the 
invitation Mulder needed.  He slipped his tongue between her teeth, 
deepening the kiss.

Scully's heart was pounding so hard she believed any second it would 
burst from pleasure.  Placing both hands on his chest, she could feel 
the answering beat of his own racing heart.

Suddenly, both had the overwhelming desire to touch each other.  To 
explore everything that had been forbidden for so many years. Never 
breaking the kiss, Scully pushed Mulder's blazer down off his 
shoulders and tossed it to the ground.  But when she attemped to 
loosen his tie, Mulder pulled away.

Panic washed over her in waves.  Was he having second thoughts?

"Mulder?  Whaó"

He silenced her by placing his finger on her lips.

"My turn," was his husky reply.

Removing first his own trenchcoat from her shoulders and then her 
own, Mulder slowly unbuttoned the first three buttons on her white 
blouse.  Pushing the fabric to one side, his lips grazed the smooth 
column of her neck, planting hot kisses.


"Mulder..."  It came out more as a moan than a name as she leaned her 
head back to give him better access to her neck.

He continued exploring her neck and shoulder with his mouth until he 
felt her start to sway.  Now it was Scully's turn to push Mulder away.

"Turnabout is fair play," she said with a smile.  Going back to where 
she left off, she loosened Mulder's tie and slipped it off his head.  It 
landed on top of his discarded blazer.  As she reached for Mulder's 
shirt buttons, the breeze picked up again, raising gooseflesh on her 
exposed skin.  She shivered, but only partly due to the cold.  The wind 
blew harder, lifting up strands of auburn hair to tickle Scully's nose.  
That was enough to break her out of her haze of desire and snap her 
back to the present.  With a start, she realized that they were still 
sitting on the hood of the Taurus in a very public park, and she was 
partially undressed.

"Why don't we continue this somewhere more private?"  she said with 
a wink and a flick of her head.

"Oooh, Scully.  The backseat?  How naughty,"  he said teasingly with 
a grin.

Sliding down the hood, Mulder quickly came around to Scully's side 
and swept her up into his arms, laughing.  Her laughter mingled with 
his as he carried her to the back door.

Once inside they both grew quiet.  They found each other's lips and 
kissed passionately, wrapped in a tight embrace.  But Scully's hands 
could not stay still for long.  She began sensuously rubbing her hands 
up and down Mulder's back, eliciting a moan of pleasure from him.

Breaking the kiss, she pushed him back against the seat.  Her face 
flushed and eyes slightly unfocused, she began unbuttoning Mulder's 
shirt ever so slowly.  Mulder sat completely still, his breathing ragged, 
watching her slender fingers undo each button.  Scully stopped when 
she reached his waistband, pulling the shirt down off his shoulders and 
arms.  She ran her fingers through the sprinkling of chest hair, 
pausing at his left shoulder.  At the scar from the gunshot wound.  The 
wound that she had given him.  Her eyes clouded for a moment, then 
she bent her head down and gently kissed the puckered flesh.  The 
gesture brought tears to Mulder's eyes.

He grabbed her shoulders and crushed her against his chest, burying 
his face in her hair.  When they pulled apart a long moment later, 
Scully's eyes glistened with moisture, too.  Tracing her jaw line with 
his finger, he let it drop lower to the vee in her blouse.  He stopped 
there, his finger resting on the small gold cross.  The same cross he 
had worn for three long months.

"I'll never leave you again."  The whispered words drew his eyes back 
to hers.

"Nor I you," was his whispered reply.

And in the background, another song began to play.

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Love sure is something no one can explain
It can bring you such joy, it can bring you pain
And with every emotion love puts us through
There's nothing you can say, when love finds you
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There were so many things each wanted to say to the other, but the 
song said it so well, they let it speak for them.


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Love is the power that makes your heart beat
It can make you move mountains,
    make you drop to your knees
When it finally hits you, you won't know what to do
There's nothin' you can say when love finds you
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Mulder's hands finished unbuttoning Scully's blouse, drawing it down 
off her shoulders and arms to reveal her white lace bra.

"You're so beautiful."

Reaching up and tangling her fingers in his short hair, she guided his 
head to rest on her chest, where he began placing soft kisses on the 
tops of her breasts.

"Dana..."  How perfect that name sounded now. "Please... please...say 
my name."

"Fox..." she breathed.

His mouth decended upon hers in a rush of emotions, speaking 
volumes without words.

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Give it all you can give it, when your love comes around
If you put your heart in it, then it won't let you down
You'll find out it's true, baby, someday when love finds you

And when you least expect it, it will finally come true
There's nothing you can say when love finds you
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They lay there entwined, Special Agents Fox Mulder and Dana Scully.  
Partners, best friends, and now...something more.  Both thinking of 
their future together, gazing out the windows at the stars above.  Both 
thankful that sometimes wishes do come true.

Neither agent noticed, but the star that they had wished upon suddenly 
grew brighter.

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THE END

...and that's all she wrote, folks!  Thanks for reading!

Barbara Nice-Miller
SpookyFoxx@aol.com
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"You even have an Indian name: Fox.  You should be Running Fox or 
Sneaky Fox."
"Just as long as it's not Spooky Fox."
-'Shapes'
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My other stories: 
A Young Man's Fancy
Linked
Two of Hearts
Mistaken Identity