Title: "Destiny's Choice" 4/4
Author: Jacquie (colbysgurl@shaw. ca)
Rating: I guess M
Summary: A post episode fic for "Teliko"
 
 
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Scully didn't realize that she had drifted to sleep, until she was 
vaguely aware that her phone was ringing. When she discovered 
she was still in Doggett's arms, a smile touched her lips. 
 
Carefully, she extracted herself from his embrace. Doggett 
murmured something incoherent and turned over on his side. 
 
"Scully." 
 
"Scully, it's me." Mulder was on the other end of the line. She 
pinched the bridge of her nose in an attempt to stay off the 
exhaustion.
 
"Hey. What's up?" 
 
"I was worried about you. You left without saying anything." 
 
"Yeah, I know. Sorry, I had to go to the hospital with Detective 
Doggett." 
 
"You're alright, aren't you, Scully?" 
 
The comparison between Mulder and Doggett was glaring,-even 
the way Mulder called her nothing but "Scully". 
 
"You still there?" Mulder broke through her thoughts again. 
 
"Yeah. Sorry, I'm here" Scully apologized. "What's happening 
with Alboa?" 
 
"He's still incommunicado." A pause. "Is Doggett okay?" 
 
"He will be. Thanks for asking." 
 
"Why was he there in the first place?  He's not even an FBI agent." 
 
Scully wasn't in the mood for Mulder's territorial issues.
 
"Sorry, Mulder. I'll have to call you back." 
 
She hung up and crawled back into bed beside Doggett, who had 
managed to fall asleep again. Even though his eyes were closed, he 
could still feel when she joined him again. But he wasn't asleep, as 
Scully soon discovered. HE grabbed her and pulled her lips to his. 
Her cry of surprise turned to a whimper as her body melted into 
Doggett. 
 
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They collapsed together, perspiring and out of breath, but sated. 
Doggett had a cramp in his thigh. Scully reached her hand down to 
massage it. He buried his face in her neck, afraid this would all be 
a dream. 
 
"John, what's wrong?" Scully asked in soft concern as her fingers 
caressed his skin.
 
"Afraid I'll wake up," Doggett whispered. 
 
Scully pressed gentle kisses to his skin. "Does that feel like a 
dream?" she whisp0ered in his ear, adding a kiss to his earlobe. 
 
A shiver went through him again. He flipped her over so she was 
on his chest. Sleep was tugging at Doggett but he tried to fight it. 
Scully kissed his forehead. "Go to sleep, sweetheart. I've got you." 
 
"Dana?" 
 
"Mhm?" She brushed a strand of hair from his forehead. 
 
"I love you."