A promise to try is enough. For now, the idea of maybe and we could and at least for a while seems like it could stretch into always - and even if it doesn't work out, it's working out now. Scully wants him around again, morning and night. Scully can handle having him around again, more like. Mulder's built himself a life that's more than self-swallowing obsessions, and they can share it.

The world is different, and they're different, and given everything they've learned in the last year, they're going to need each other. If they catch up to William, Mulder wants them to come home together after. All three of them, if they can.

Nothing else matters right now but we could try it out. Nothing else matters but the feeling of Scully's body already pulling at his, trying to get him closer as his cock jabs at her hip.

"Let's try it." He kisses the corner of her mouth to seal the deal, then sets about getting her shirt over her head. His attention drifts south, along the line of her jugular, down over her collarbone, down to her breast. They've lost the friction of legs and genitals, but she at least has gained his tongue flicking out over her nipple, a little tease with the full heat of his mouth following as it closes around her flesh.