It was a pitch black night...and Mulder, as always, did not sleep, insomnia tormented him, and you did not like it. He hasn't slept well lately, sitting at his desk all the time, surrounded by documents and files. You've decided to put an end to it, at least for once. You got out of bed and walked over to him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders from behind...

"Oh my God, you scared me. You crept up so quietly.."