TITLE: Moving On AUTHOR: DenyTheTruth EMAIL ADDRESS: kelleigh@glasscity.net DISTRIBUTION STATEMENT: SPOILER WARNING: Gossamer: Yes. If anyone else thinks it's good enough for other achieves go ahead and put it there. Just keep my name on it and let me know. RATING: NC-17 (alright I admit it, I'm a female version of Mulder, but at least I don't get paper cuts from this) CONTENT WARNING: I am devout member of "The Church of Mulder and Scully's Love". This is romance through and through, if you don't think Mulder and Scully belong together then run for the hills (and while you're at it, go get your head examined. THEY LOVE EACH OTHER!!!) CLASSIFICATION: S, MA, SA, MSR SUMMARY: Throw in a whole heap of Mulder Angst, add a dash of Diana Fowley, knead them together with a bushel of Scully attitude, put in a teaspoon of Skinner and Gunmen concern, mix them all up with a little sexual freedom and what do you get? Either an MSR fanfic or something that not even a Home EC teacher would eat. DISCLAIMER: Hi my name is Kelleigh and I'm an X-Files Kleptomaniac. They say admittance is the first step to recovery. So there, I admit it, Mulder, Scully, and everything X-Files isn't mine. They belong to Chris Carter, Fox, 1013, and all the great actors who portray them. I'm just having fun in my own little world and will give them back now that I'm done. AUTHOR'S NOTES: I would like to say thanks to everyone who commented on my first story and told me to continue writing. I also want to thank Athena13 who let me use her idea from the story "Pieces" about Jack's house. FEEDBACK: Yes please, I'm begging worse than Frohike for detailed descriptions from Mulder on how Scully looked in Antarctica when she feel out of the cryopod. And now on with the show. Moving On 1/9 by DenyTheTruth Moving On (1/9) DenyTheTruth kelleigh@glasscity.net 60 seconds make a minute. 60 minutes make an hour. 24 hours make a day. 7 days make a week. A week, 168 hours, 10080 minutes, 604800 seconds. That's how long it takes for someone to go out of their mind. Or at least for me. Let me start from the beginning to catch everyone up to speed. Mulder, of course it would all lead to Mulder. Why else would I be heading for my own private room at the local nut farm? Of course some people think that this moment has been coming for years or that I should already be there, but the truth is it that this past week is what has brought me to this point. Dana Scully's Apartment Georgetown One Week and a Day Earlier 7:30 p.m. I had just gotten off of the phone with my mother. She was in San Diego visiting Bill and my brother Charlie since he was on shore leave for a week. Mom had wanted me to go with her, but it wasn't possible. Since Mulder and I had only recently gotten the X-Files back; we still had a lot of work to do. Like fix and reorganize everything that Spender and Fowley did. You couldn't tell by looking at him, but Skinner was pleased to have us back answering to him. Personally I think he secretly enjoys watching, listening, and reading the arguments that go on between Mulder and me when we work on case. Spender and Fowley didn't give him enough grief and he missed us. But I'll never say that to his face. It's a miracle that I can even look him in the face after what happened when Mulder went AWOL to the Bermuda Triangle. But Skinner hasn't mentioned it and for that I am grateful. Anyway, so mom's with Bill and Charlie and I'm here at home. A fact that my brother Bill could not wait to point out. "You know Dana, there is more to your life than the bureau. You do have a family that would like to see you every now and then." 'Right Bill,' I thought to myself. 'You and I just love each other so much that you can cut the tension with a knife and this is just from a telephone conversation.' I said, "I know Bill, but Mulder and I just got back on the X-Files. There is a lot of paperwork and details that have to be taken care of before we can go back in the field. I can't just take off in the middle of everything." "Always comes down to Mulder doesn't it?" 'God Bill don't be ass right now,' I thought. Luckily my brother Charlie saved me from anymore of his righteous sermon. "Hey Red, what's up? You really busy back there with work or are you just avoiding your annoying younger brother?" Charlie always knew how to make me smile. "No Charlie, I'm not avoiding you." "I know, but I have to get my jabs in when I can. They don't work so well in a written letter. They just loose their zeal in the translation. Anyway, how are you? Your last letter said that you were working on domestic terrorism and investigating farmers and their manure orders. Now you're back on the X-Files. I don't know if that should be considered a blessing or a curse." I laughed at that. "I don't know either. But yes, we were just reassigned to the X-Files last week." "Well that's good. I know how you love a challenge. Just wish they could have waited two more weeks to let it happen. I miss you." "I miss you too." "No you don't. You're just glad it's me that you have to talk with and not Bill. I know how you are." "Charlie," I said. I love my younger brother dearly and don't want him to think otherwise. "I'm kidding. I know you love me. So anyway. What else is going on in your life? Have you finally told Mulder what we have been discussing in the letters?" I had completely forgotten that I had told Charlie that I love Mulder. Well, I hadn't forgotten exactly. I just tried to push it out of mind. Ever since Diana Fowley came into the picture. Or more importantly back into Mulder's life, things have been strained between us. Charlie doesn't know about that. I figured he had enough on his plate just knowing that I was in love with what Bill called 'the devil incarnate'. Thank God Charlie isn't like Bill. He doesn't hold anything that has happened to me in my life against Mulder, just my job in the FBI. Which is better than Bill anyway. "No Charlie I haven't. Things have been so hectic here that it hasn't come up." Charlie laughed. "When isn't it hectic with you two? Listen here young lady. You may be older than me but I have some advice that I strongly urge you to take. Tell him. You've been through enough. You deserve some happiness and from what you and mom have told me, Mulder makes you happy. Don't worry about stupid protocol or bureau rules. Just play from your heart and not your mind for once. The next time I talk to you or you write to me. I want to hear the following phrase 'I told him how I felt'. I don't care if the outcome from it is good or bad. Just do it. Either way you can take a step in a new direction either with him in your life or move on to someone else." Got to love my brother. He has no troubles with telling it how it is. Bill got the stubbornness, Melissa got the open mindedness, Charlie got the straightforwardness, and I got the close heartedness. Each one of us stuck with a Scully trait. Unfortunately most of the time those traits put us at odds with each other. But that's for another day. "Since when did you become so bossy?" I asked. "Since you decide to take your own sweet time while making me play the waiting game. I can only wait so long to tell Bill 'I told you so' and to get off your case. The moment that you and Mulder get your acts together, I am going to have field day with Bill. So the sooner you do it, the sooner I get to let my big brother have it for once." "So that's why you're so interested. Using my life as a way to get payback to Bill for all those times he's been high and mighty with you?" "I'm not ashamed to admit it, yes. But I also want you to be happy. So just do it. Listen, everyone's waiting for me to start dinner. You just think about what I said. Plus remember; just think about the face that Bill will make when you tell him that you and Mulder are more than just partners. I think for that opportunity you would do just about anything. Huh?" "Goodbye Charlie. Tell everyone I love them and take care of yourself." "You too, and think about what I said." Charlie said as he hung up. I went into my bathroom and turned on the water to let my tub fill up. I was about to get in when my phone rang. I went into the living room and answered it. "Scully." "You know that really isn't a very cordial way to answer your phone," Mulder's voice said over the phone. "Well neither is a reply of "it's me" so what's your point?" "Nothing. Listen I was going through some of the case files that Spender and Fowley did while we were stuck in crap detail." "Mulder are you still at the office?" He hesitated to answer for a minute. "Yes." "You do realize it's almost 8 o'clock at night?" "You're point?" I sighed in the fact that it would do no good to argue with him. "I have no point, I'm pointless. So what's up?" "As I said I was going over these files and I came across one that really interested me. I know that we weren't going to go on any cases until we had everything back in order. Or at least in our usual order, but this one looks very promising and I think they missed something." "Mulder, I was just getting ready to take a bath. Please tell me that you haven't already made reservations and that our plane leaves in an hour." "Ohh, Scully need me to wash your back?" "No I can manage just fine." "Ok, anyway. I just wanted to let you know that I am going to meet with Skinner in the morning and see if he'll okay a little reinvestigation for us." "That's fine. I'll pack my bags tonight and bring them tomorrow just in case." "That's my girl always thinking ahead. I'll see you tomorrow then. You enjoy your bath and if you decide you need any help." "I'll call Frohike." Mulder laughed. "That would make his day. See you Scully." "Bye," and I hung up and made my way into the bathroom. My tired muscles screamed in delight at my little indulgence. It had been so long since I had allowed myself to relax and forget about everything except myself. The trouble is, since it had been so long I couldn't really remember who myself was. For the past few months I have been Agent Scully, one of the long lost X-Files pair and current 'shit keeper'. Now I was on my way back to being part of the basement spooks. Somewhere along the line, Dana got lost. The more that I thought about this, the more that I started to think about what Charlie had said. I have been through a lot the past few years and I did deserve to be happy. The trouble was what would make me happy? Agent Scully would like nothing more than to take the truth and shove it down that walking lung cancer incubator's throat. But what does Dana want? Well that wasn't hard to answer if I was completely honest with myself. 'Dana wants love, compassion, and someone else to rub her tired feet.' I thought as I massaged my toes. But more importantly I want Fox Mulder to be the one to give me all that. Trouble is, just cause that's what I want doesn't mean it is what he wants. Or more importantly who he wants. Even though we have never discussed it, the presence of Diana Fowley is a permanent tension maker. Mulder hasn't told me anything about her, but from what little the Gunmen told mean from what I've heard, her and Mulder were either married or engaged to be when she left for Europe. I never really stopped to think of that. I always thought of Mulder's life in a few simple steps: Life with Sam, the stage between Sam's disappearance and his leaving for Oxford, the Phoebe years, the FBI golden boy years, and now the X-Files. I never stopped to consider that there would be more to his life. I guess I should have, I mean Jack wasn't my only relationship. With that thought I got out of my cold bath and changed into my boxers and FBI sweatshirt. I needed to think and this outfit always helped, although I don't know why. So I sat down on my couch with a cup of tea and my photo albums. I figured since I was in a self-analyzing mood, I might as well add some visuals to it. As I looked through the photos of my life I came to a realization. Despite all that I thought, my life has actually been in stages, but the most important ones were: before meeting Mulder and after meeting him. That's basically how I would describe my life. And you know what? I am quite happy with that fact. Most people aren't lucky enough to have the presence of someone like Mulder in their life. I began to think that even though I'm happy with it, I would like Mulder more in my life and more importantly in my heart. Even tough he is already there. I'd like to let him know it. Trouble was how do I do it and can I handle it if he doesn't feel the same way? I mean I know that he loves me, he showed me that in his hallway. But a lot has happened since then. He lost the X-Files, his passion, and he lost his trust and faith in me and found it in Diana. We may now be back on the X-Files, but I can tell that there are times where he wishes it were she working with him. Someone more open to extreme possibilities. But that doesn't matter because I've come to a conclusion. I am tired of speculation and this private turmoil. It's time to put the cards on the table and see what happens. In either scenario I will have let the truth out and will move on either way. Moving On 2/9 by DenyTheTruth Moving On (2/9) DenyTheTruth kelleigh@glasscity.net FBI Headquarters Office of Agents Mulder and Scully X-Files Division Next Day 8:00 a.m. I decide to get to the office early and get started on the files since if Mulder had his way we would be off on a case by this afternoon. I had decided last night that I was going to tell Mulder how I felt as soon as possible. So it was a miracle when he finally came in that I hadn't jumped out of my skin. "Morning Scully, getting an early start." He said as he sat down at his desk. "I figured since you have the meeting with Skinner about that case I should come in and try to get as much of this done as I could before we head out." "I already spoke with him this morning and he ok'd it." "Good, what time are we heading out and where are we going?" "We aren't," he said and I looked up from the file I was reading. "Excuse me?" "He said it warranted another look but not from the both of us, so I'm going. He wants the X-Files back in synch with us as soon as possible and he figured if you were doing it, it would get done quicker." I laughed at that. "Well, he has a point. If I left it up to you this year's X-Files would be organized and together in the new millenium." He pouted his lip and grabbed his heart. "You question my methods of organization?" "Mulder I've seen your bedroom, organization and you do not hand in hand." "That's why I have you by my side. Anyway, my flight leaves in two hours. So do you need me for anything or can I head out of here and get everything ready? "No get out. Just call me and let me know if anything interesting happens or if you need anything." "Well if you want to you could find me my own personal French maid," he said as he gathered up his files. "Sure, and while I'm at it I'll pick myself up a cabana boy." "Hey we could have his and hers. That be nice." "Get out of here Mulder and try not to get yourself into too much trouble." "Trouble me? You must have me confused with someone else." He said as he left. It wasn't till after he left that I realized that I never got he chance to talk with him. It was perfect; I had finally gotten up the nerve but never got the chance. I decided that I would surprise him and see him off at the airport. That way I could tell him how I feel and also give him the chance to think about it without having to face me. While he was gone who could decide with no added pressure of my presence. Looking back I wish I had kept my butt down in the office. Dulles Airport 10:15 a.m. Accounting had told me which flight Skinner had booked Mulder on, so it was easy for me to find him. He was sitting in a chair waiting for his flight to get called and was reading the latest issue of "The Lone Gunmen". "So what has Langly come up with this time? That the whole Clinton impeachment is just a front so that Hillary can run in 2000?" I asked from behind him. Mulder turned around and for a moment there was a look of fear in his eyes. "What are you doing here?" he asked as he got up from his seat. "I just stopped by to see you off and tell you something that I didn't get the chance to earlier." He looked nervous and wouldn't meet my eyes. "Couldn't it wait till later?" "No, I wanted to tell you now and get it out." I looked behind me because Mulder seemed fascinated by the people in back of me. I turned back. "Mulder am I missing something?" He looked down at me "No. So what did you want to tell me?" I looked at him and bit my lower lip. Maybe this can wait. Then I heard Charlie's voice in my head telling me to just spit it out already. "Mulder I wanted to tell you that...that." "What Scully?" Mulder asked with concern. "That I. I love you. And that after you've had time to think it over while you're on the case, I'd like us to become more than just friends." There I said it and I didn't die of shock. I'm amazed. Unfortunately my amazement was short lived when I heard the voice from behind me. "Fox, there you are. I was wondering if you were going to miss the plane." I turned around to see Diana Fowley behind me, with her bags in hand. "Hello Agent Scully, what are you doing here?" She turned to Mulder. "I thought it was just you and I on this?" Mulder avoided eye contact with me and looked at Diana. "It is. Scully just stopped by to give me a file that I forgot at the office." I looked at Mulder and then at Diana and wanted to die. I couldn't believe it. I had just opened my heart up to him and not a minute after that he had torn it into a million pieces. At least now I know why I wasn't going along on the trip. It wasn't because Skinner wanted me to stay here; it was because Mulder did. The least he could have done was be honest with me about it. I composed myself and looked at Agent Fowley. "I just thought you guys might need it for the case and any help is good." I looked at Mulder. I could tell be the way he looked at me that he saw the pain in my eyes. "You guys take it easy and just call if you need anything else from the files and I'll get it to you." I said as I left. I don't know whether I was happy or sad that Mulder didn't try to talk to me. But it doesn't matter now. FBI Headquarters Office of Agents Mulder and Scully X-Files Division Present Day Monday 7:30 a.m. So that's what happened and why I am here right now. Sitting at Mulder's desk with my request for transfer in my hand. All I need now is for him to arrive and sign it and I am out of here. Actually I don't really need him to sign it, but I figured I should at least let him learn of it from me and have to look at me one last time. After I came back to the airport I couldn't concentrate on work. So I just took the day off. I went home and curled up in my bed. I know it was a cliche thing to do, but damn it my life felt like a cliche. I had just been thrown over for the past love. And to make it worse, I wasn't even told about it. Mulder just lied to my face. I don't think I would have been so mad had he just told me that he wanted Diana on the case and not me. That night I decided that since it was obvious that Mulder was too chicken shit to ask me to leave, that I would do it myself. The next morning I called Cap Cod to make sure that Jack's house was ready for a visit. His neighbor Mrs. Vincent had a key and looked in on it for me. She was delighted to hear that I was coming by. The last time I had been there was when Jack and I were still together. It was about a month before we ended the relationship. I didn't even go back there after I learned that he left me it in his will. Too many memories to dig up. But now I was glutton for punishment. Mulder had just kicked me in the stomach so I decided to just add more fire to flame and go up there. My bags are packed; I have a 10-day leave of absence that was a lot of work to get. Skinner wasn't too thrilled with me wanting to take off once Mulder got back, but I figured what the hell. He wasn't going to be to thrilled when he got my request for transfer either and at least this way I don't have to be around when the explosion happens. Let Mulder and Diana deal with it all since they like to do things together. This week I have cleaned out my desk. Seeing that I just got it and haven't been here that long, it wasn't a tough task. My nameplate is now in my purse. I didn't take it off till this morning, didn't want to let everyone else know before Mulder. So all that is in the office is files and Mulder's stuff. But that will change soon. I'm sure Diana's all ready to move in. Hell she'll probably share his desk and they'll use mine as storage space. But I no longer care. I don't care what they do and I don't care where I am transferred. The only specification I made in my letter was that I didn't want to return to Quantico. I'd like to continue in the field if possible. I'll worry about all of that when I get back. Now all I want is to get out of here and head up to the Cape. I think this little get away is going to be just what I need. Now all I need is for Mulder to show up. His and Diana's flight landed last night at 9 so I know he got enough sleep. Yeah like that matters. He'd come into work with toothpicks holding up his eyes if he had to. As I smile at that thought, Mulder comes in. He looks a little surprised to see me but quickly recovers. "Hey Scully. Were you able to hold the fort while I was gone without too much trouble." He asked with a smile, but I could tell he was nervous. Good he deserved to be after the crap he has done. "Everything was fine. I got all the files in order and ready for you. They're in the cabinets so you can go through and rearrange them in what ever way you want." He went over to inspect the cabinets and I stood up from his desk. "Kimberly called. Your 8 o'clock meeting with Skinner has been moved to 9 and Davis for VCU would like you take a look at something." "Okay, I'll head up there in a few and do it before we go see Skinner." Mulder said as he sat down at his desk. "You wouldn't believe what all Diana and I found out there. I can't imagine how Spender overlooked it all." At the mention of Diana's name my heart sped up. The asshole wasn't even going to acknowledge what he did. I interrupted his little book report. "Actually you'll be meeting Skinner not me." He looked up from the file. "Why, you working on something?" I handed him my transfer request. "No I'm not working on anything, but I'd like you to sign that so I can start something new." "What is it?" He asked as he opened it and sat down at his desk. He read it silently and I could have sworn his jaw dropped to the floor when he was done. He looked up at me, "what's this?" "You read it. What's it look like? A letter of transfer." He got up from his desk. "I know what it is, I just read it. What I want to know is why you want to leave the X-Files? We just got them back." "No we didn't. You just got them back. I'm just the carry on luggage on this little journey." He looked over at my desk and saw that it was empty and then he looked at me. "You're serious?" "Of course I am. I don't take asking for a transfer lightly Mulder. Hell, last time they tried to transfer me I gave Skinner my letter of resignation. I don't really need you to sign it, but I thought I should at least give you more common courtesy than you gave me." I picked up my coat and bag. "You can just sign it and give it to Skinner at your meeting. Tell him that I'll call him later today to discuss my options." Mulder just stood there like he had been slapped in the face. Now he knows how I felt when I told him that I loved him and Diana came up. I went to the door but before I could open it all the way it was slammed shut. I turned around and found Mulder towering over me. "What in the hell is going on here Scully?" "You're the psychologist, you figure it out." I said as I tried to move him away from the door, but he held me still with his arms on my shoulders. "Well, I'm not in the mood to play games. So I'll just have you tell me what I seem to be missing." I tried to get away again, but Mulder wouldn't let go. "Mulder, get your hands off of me and let me go. If you don't, I won't be responsible for my actions." "Well, you might as well just knee me in the nether regions for real because that's what it feels like you just did when I read that letter." I looked up at him straight in the eye. "Good, you deserve to feel that way you sanctimonious, self-centered bastard." I used all my strength and pushed him away from me and he fell on his ass. I made the mistake of looking down at him and saw that he was near tears, but I was on such an emotion high that I couldn't have stopped even if I wanted to. "So how's it feel Mulder? How does it feel to be thrown for a loop without any notice? How does it feel to know that someone who you thought you knew and trusted doesn't even care about your presence in their life? Huh?" He was quiet and just continued looking at me. "I'll tell you how it feels, it feels like shit doesn't it. Now you know how I felt at the airport." I walked over to him and leant down. "I mean, all you had to do Mulder was tell me that you didn't want me to work on the X-Files with you. I mean when they gave them back, they offered them to you. Not the both of us, I was only assigned back to them because I'm your partner. All you had to say was that you wanted Diana to continue with them and to work with you. You didn't have to bring me back to the division. I'm sure the bureau would have found me a new partner and somewhere to go. But you couldn't do that. You had to go and be a chicken and just string me along. I thought when we got them back and went to work on getting them back in order that we were really going to make leeway this time around. You could have at least told me that you were trying to get things in order for your new partner." I stood back up and Mulder followed, still not saying anything. "When were you going to tell me Mulder? After I was already assigned somewhere else and Diana had moved in? I mean I know that I'm not the best choice in a partner for you but I at least thought we were friends. I thought the reason we worked so well together was because of our differences and the give and take. I didn't even stop and consider that the only reason we stayed partners was because you were holding out for Diana to return one day." Mulder went to say something then, but I stopped him. "Don't try and deny it. I could tell even back when we first got on the Gibson Praise case. Diana stood up for you and believed in what you said without asking you for any proof. Then you just proved your trust even further in her after she was assigned to the X-Files. I mean you ran off with her to investigate and then told me yourself that you trusted her more than me. That hurt, I had always thought that I had your trust. All those times that you told me that I was the only one you trusted. It was a lie. You wanted to trust me, but you just couldn't because I didn't accept everything you said." I turned away from him and looked at the wall with the I Want to Believe poster on it. "I guess I should have realized that I would never really have your trust after you told me to never call you Fox. Anyone else who called you that got away with it, but I tried it once and you basically bite my head off. I'm sorry that you've been stuck with a partner that you didn't really want all these years. I'm sorry that I had to be your consolation prize for Diana, but at least they gave you a woman and not another Krycek right? You must have gotten a good laugh out of that scene in the airport. Poor stupid me actually thinking that you loved me like I did you. When all the time it was still Diana." I turned around and looked at him. He was crying and looking at the object clutched in his left hand. I walked over to him to see what it was. I looked and saw that it was a man's wedding band. I almost dropped dead of the pain right there. I looked him in the eye. "I'm sorry that you weren't man enough to tell me everything, but despite it all. I am glad that you found someone that you want and will make you happy." I stood on my tiptoes and gave in to one indulgence. I kissed him on the lips very lightly and went to the door. I opened it and looked back at the once one last time. "Please make sure you give Skinner the letter as soon as possible. The more time he has the better a position I can get and take care of yourself. Mulder looked up from his hand. "Scully." "Don't worry about it Mulder. You just be careful and make sure that Diana keeps a first aid kit real handy." I said as I closed the door and left. ____________________________________________________________ Moving On 3/9 by DenyTheTruth Moving On (3/9) DenyTheTruth kelleigh@glasscity.net Cape Cod 2 days later Wednesday Along the shoreline where Jack Willis' home is 11:00 a.m. Well this is just great. I'm in the middle of my own personal nightmare and there seems to be no end. From the moment that Scully shut the door it went from bad to worse. I thought it was going to begin when I went in to see Skinner, but I wasn't that lucky. It seems that one of girls from accounting had come down to the basement to talk to me and Scully about some items not accounted for on our last case for Kersch, but instead of coming in she stood and listened outside the door. Luckily she didn't hear much, but she got enough to go running off and telling everyone that Scully had left me. Although it wasn't put that way. No, the moment I got off the elevator to go to Skinner's office I ran into Tom Colton. The smug bastard didn't even try and hide his grin. "So Spooky. I heard that Dana finally came to her senses and left. About time, for awhile I thought she was never going to free herself from your obsessive little endeavor down in the basement. Now we'll see how long you're around without her there to cover your ass and make you look good." I would have hit him then and there if Skinner hadn't come out of his office and ordered me into now. I think it would have been better if I would have stayed with Colton. The door was barely closed before the ass chewing began. "What the hell is going on Mulder? Kimberly just told me that Scully left. Is that true? I want to know right now what happened to make one of my, if not the best agent I have under me leave. You two just got the X-Files back after all that hard work and now she wants to leave them. Please tell me that all this is just gossip and that I need to send a memo out to everyone about the importance of minding their own business." I didn't say a word, I couldn't. How can you tell someone that you're the reason that the best thing that ever came into your life left you? So, I just handed him Scully's request for transfer. He read it carefully and then looked up at me. "You didn't sign it." It was a statement and not a question. He sat down at his desk. "She asked for a 10-day leave of absence starting today. I can only guess that she isn't at home and that she went off somewhere to be alone. So you better start looking now. You have until her leave is over to get this straightened out. I refuse to lose her." He looked up at me. "I helped fight to get you two back on the X-Files. You two get things done, but I will tell you now. After everything that has happened in the past few years. You may have found them and it may have been your determination that has kept them open. But if I have to, I will transfer you somewhere else and put Scully in charge. You've only done so much because she's been there to help keep you grounded and given you creditability. I am not going to have that lost. You are too close to the truth and I won't risk you going off half cocked and not taking in all the consequences. So get your ass out of here right now, find her, and get this taken care of. You're on leave until she is back." He went back to Scully's letter and I went to leave. "You know Mulder, you may think that name Mrs. Spooky is degrading to Scully." I turned around and looked at him "But for the past seven years she has worn it and proven time and time again that she is worthy of it. She didn't do all that just because of the work. She did it because of the partnership and you. Scully is not Diana. It's been over eight years. If you can't get over what happened, that's your problem. But don't make Dana pay." He went back to his work. "She's paid enough staying by your side and everyone has their breaking point." I left without another word. I don't even remember leaving the building, but somewhere in the back of mind I could hear and feel everyone talking about me. But I didn't care. All I could think of was that Scully was gone again. And this time it was all my fault and no one else's. She didn't answer her cell phone. I went to her place in hopes that I would get lucky but when I got there it was empty. Her neighbor Mrs. Adams told me that Scully had asked her to pick up her mail and newspaper while she was gone, but she hadn't said where she was going. I knew that her mother was in San Diego with Bill and her other brother Charlie. I thought for a minute that she might have went there, but after Christmas last year I knew that Bill was not something she needed to deal with right now. She was trying to get away from the assholes in her life and right after me, Bill was the next one she was blessed with. My only hope was the Gunmen. I didn't want to bring them into it, but if anyone could find Scully they could. When I got there, Langly was the only one there. Byers and Frohike was out for the moment. I didn't tell him much. Just that Scully had went on a leave of absence and left no information. I lied and said that Skinner wanted to know where she was at. Langly didn't seem to question it and went to work. After 3 hours there was still nothing. I decided to go home and think there to see if I could come up with anything. When I got home there was a message on my machine and I foolishly hoped it was Scully. Unfortunately it was Diana. She had heard about Scully and asked if there was anything she could do. She also wanted to know if I had decided if I was going to ask for another partner. I already knew where that was heading. I had her as a partner one time and it didn't work out. I wasn't about to make the same mistake twice. My day was already full of them. After I jogged for two hours until my muscles felt like they were on fire, I crashed on my couch and thought over all that happened this past week. Before all this began I thought that things were going great. Scully and I had the X-Files back and are partnership seemed to be back on track. We still hadn't discussed what happened in my hallway, but I thought Scully just needed a little time. I was set to get back to work and dive into a new case. I thought this particular one would be perfect. It resembled the X-File that Scully had worked on last year with the blind girls. At first I was a little hesitant to bring the case up because of the emotions the case brought up to Scully about Emily. But Scully assured me she was fine with Emily and it was tough not to miss all that Spender and Diana overlooked. I was amazed that morning when Skinner agreed with me. One of the few times where I didn't feel like a kindergartner in the principal's office. It would have been fine until he also decided that Scully shouldn't go along with me. There was still work to do to get the files back in order and Skinner also thought that it would be better if one of the agents who first investigated the case went along with me to make things reinvestigation easier. Just what I wanted, to speed time with Spender or Diana. Neither one of the options was jumping out to me. I wanted Scully along, especially since she had seen something like this before. But I couldn't really argue with Skinner because his logic was right. I knew of the tension between Scully and Diana. Hell you'd have to be blind not to see the dagger eyes that Diana gives to Scully whenever she sees her. And even though I was stupid when we lost the X-Files the second time and ran off with Diana to investigate, Scully was still the only one I trusted. So I wasn't really looking forward to telling her that Diana was going on the case with me and not herself. So, I got my butt out of the office as soon as possible to avoid having to talk with Scully about the case. After I got to the airport I thought things would be easy. I'd go to the town ask a few questions, let Diana tag along. Then come back and get to work with Scully. I thought that Skinner would tell her about the case and explain about Diana's presence so I wouldn't have to worry about that. I really have to learn not to put all my eggs in one basket. When I first heard Scully's voice at the airport I was happy that she had decided to see me off. But then I got worried about her running into Diana. I really didn't want to have to explain it. Yeah I know that's a chicken thing to do, but you're not the one who has to deal with Scully. We're equal partners in our relationship, but all she has to do is just look at me and raise an eyebrow and I feel like I'm 5 years old. Even though I was worried about Diana, Scully seemed to really have something important to tell me and I wanted to know. You could imagine my surprise when she told me that she loved me and that she wanted to move our relationship further. If I hadn't have been so unnerved by Diana's presence behind Scully, I would have finally finished what we started in my hallway all those months ago right there in the airport. But the moment I saw Diana I froze. My thought wasn't if Diana had heard Scully, my thought was Scully's going to think I wanted Diana instead of her. And not to be egotistical, but after hearing Scully's confession, I knew that Scully was going to think I wanted Diana over her in all senses. So what did I do? I stood there like an idiot and said nothing. It didn't even register to me that Scully left until they called for the passengers for the flight. Through out that whole week I was a nervous wreck on the inside. On the outside it was business as usual. Diana and me interviewed the witnesses and looked over the evidence. All the while my heart was jack hammering in my chest. I was so worried about Scully and what she was doing. A few times I picked up the phone to call her, but I figured that what was going to be said should be done in person. So I decided to wait until I got back to D.C. I didn't really think much was going to happen. I knew that because of all of this, I was going to have to finally tell Scully about Diana. Although I don't know why I didn't tell her all those moths ago when Diana came back, hell I should have told her years ago. I mean I knew about Jack, she knew about Phoebe. Diana was just another mistake, albeit a marriage is larger than a college fling. I'd tell Scully how we found the X-Files and how Diana couldn't handle my focus on them and not her so we divorced and she left. I had to let Scully know that it was years ago and that looking back now, it wasn't really love. Just the FBI Golden Boy all alone and looking for someone. Diana was looking for someone to need her and I fit the bill. Love wasn't really in the picture. So there I was. I had everything all set out on what I wanted to tell Scully. I wanted to tell her everything. My plan was to take her to lunch Monday afternoon and just let it all out. I even brought my wedding ring along (Diana had given it back to me on the case in hopes that we could start again). I thought Scully deserved to know everything. I was even going to tell her about Kristen and how at the time I wanted to die because I was afraid that Scully was already dead. Unfortunately the best-laid plans never work. I don't know how long I laid there on my couch thinking about how I had screwed things up, but the next thing I knew it was Tuesday morning and the Gunmen had called me to let me know that they found where she was. I drove to their place as fast as I could, it's a miracle I didn't get a ticket, but when I got there it wasn't like I expected. Langly let me in and when I entered I just knew that this wasn't going to be pretty. Frohike and Byers were sitting at their desks, but neither would look nor speak to me. I looked to Langly but he had already left my side. "What stupid, asinine, egotistical, bullshit thing did you do to her this time?" I knew that the Gunmen took it upon themselves to watch out for Scully just as much as me, but it shocked me to hear Byers talk to me like that. I looked up at him and for the first time in the years I've known him. I saw hate and disgust in his eyes. "Same as usual," I lied. Frohike got up from his place and walked over to me. "Cut the crap Mulder, if this was the usual shit, Scully would have whipped your ass to the ground, not run off. She's too strong to runaway from things. So spill it now if you want to know where she's at." Langly came up to Frohike. "And that's only if we decide that you should know and go see her." I could tell that there was no way out of this. When did my three paranoid friends take it upon themselves to know what was for Scully's own good? That was my job. I sat down and told them everything. I think I got off lucky with just the death stares I got and none of them came from Frohike, just Byers. I never thought that he cared for Scully that much. After I was done. The Gunmen looked at each other and then Langly and Frohike left. "Mulder," Byers moved over to sit next to me on the couch. "You've been partners with Scully for almost seven years now. You two have seen a lot and been through a lot. But despite all this, you two don't really know each other. We've known you for almost ten years, and just barely know a little more about you than Scully does. We understand what you've gone through and why you are the way you are, but you seem to have forgotten that Scully isn't like you. She's respected your need to keep to yourself and has only pushed you when necessary. The trust and faith you have in each other is important. Unfortunately you've just expected her to be like you and not want to share things and talk. She's not like that." I looked at Byers. "What's she told you?" Frohike and Langly came back in and sat down. They all looked at each other and then Frohike spoke up. "Do you love her Mulder?" I looked at him in shock and he just ignored it. "Don't act like you're amazed, you'd have to be an idiot not to notice all you two mean to each other. But before we say another word you have to answer the question." "Truthfully," Langly added. I dug in my pocket and handed Byers two boxes. "I bought that the day she woke from the coma," was all that I said as he opened the first box. "And I bought the other one the day after she told me about the caner." I said as Frohike opened it. Byers looked at the boxes and then up at me. "She's up at Cape Cod. Jack Willis left her his family home up there." I always thought that Jack and Scully had ended on bad terms. She never told me about the house. Byers must have read my mind. "What did you expect? You won't even let her call you by your first name. How is she suppose to be able to tell you something like that if you won't let her get close." "Yeah for two people who love each other, you two don't really know each other that well." Langly added. Frohike handed me a piece of paper with her address. "You said that Scully ha a 10-day leave of absence. Well, you know have 9 days left. You better get up there and get this straightened out." Frohike and Langly left the room again. Byers walked me to the door. "We've stayed quiet and out of your guys' business out of respect and the fact that we are no one to be giving advice. But somehow Scully thought it was easier to talk to us, we just listened and never mentioned anything that she said. As her partner, that's something you should have been doing all along. It's a little late, but I think you better get started on listening to her. She may be hte strongest person we know, but even she needs someoone to lean on. And somehow you are the one that she wants it to be. The past is just that Mulder. Move on before your future is gone." He said as he shut the door. That was two days ago. I went straight home and packed my bag. I drove up to Cape Cod, but when I pulled up in front of the address that Frohike gave me, I couldn't get out of the car. So I spent Tuesday night at a hotel and Wednesday I just sat along the beach about 100 feet from her house and watched her while she went through her day. Scully looks even more beautiful when she doesn't have to worry about work or if someone is behind every corner. She just did simple things, but everytime she did them I felt like I was seeing her for the first time. She looked so peaceful. Around 5 Tuesday afternoon, an older woman came walking down the beach where I was. "You know it isn't looked upon lightly to live on the beach," she said. I looked at her puzzled and she sat down next to me. "You've been sitting here for over 8 hours, watching that house." She pointed in Scully's direction. "I was going to call the police and have you arrested but I've seen the way you look and act whenever Dana comes into view." She looked at me. "Don't look at me like that. I may be old, but I'm not dead. Besides, I've seen the same look in another man's eyes and for the same woman." She looked back at Scully's home. "Jack was head over heels in love with her. He was suppose to propose to her the last time they came up here, but he got scared. I was so mad at him because of all the hard work I put into the dinner and flowers and he didn't do it. But he promised me he would on their anniversary. They were such a cute couple. She always put a smile on his face whenever she just looked at him. I was disappointed when he told me that they broke up. I was hoping for them to have a happily ever after." She looked at me again. "So you're the lost soul who's fallen for Dana now? I could tell by how you look at her and act whenever I say her name. I'm going to take a guess and say that you're also the reason why Dana came up here after all these years. It's the first time I've seen her since Jack died. Too many memories to deal with. Although from what she's told me, the memories of Jack are better than the memories she has to deal with of you. She hasn't told me much, but I can tell. You've hurt her in some way and she's trying to get over it and move on. Although by looks of your little homestead here on the beach, you don't want her to. I'll help you out, I just want her to be happy and I can tell that having you in her life makes her happy, even if right now it's only sadness she has. Come on," she got up and motioned for me to do the same. We started walking. "We have a lot of work to do. Dana is going into the village to pick up some things for me. While she's gone we'll make dinner and for the two of you so you can talk. I have a key to the house also." Scully's Cape Cod home Wednesday 7:30 p.m. Ok, let's double check. Dinner is in the oven on low to keep warm. Salad and chocolate mousse are in the fridge. Wine and glasses on the table. Fire going and lights low. God this feels more like I'm trying to romance her instead of apologizing. Who am I kidding? I am trying to do both. Now, I just have to hope that she doesn't decide to take out her gun and give me a matching scar on my right shoulder. I have to give Mrs. Vincent credit. She knows exactly what a guy needs to do to apologize. Which is good, because I never knew what to do. That's one of the reasons why Diana and I didn't make it. Mrs. Vincent took care of everything and just had me keep her company in the kitchen while she got everything together. She's a sweet woman, not many would help someone as messed up as me try and get things right with Scully. She loves to talk. She spoke a lot about Jack. She has lived here her whole life and watched Jack grow up. She really thought of him as her own son. It was kind of weird listening to her talk about how she thought Jack and Scully were perfect for each other. I didn't even know half of the things that she told me about Scully. But what do I expect, I never told Scully I was married, so why should she tell me that Jack proposed to her? We both need to really work on this talking thing. For two people who love each other so much, we don't really talk much about our emotions. But that is all about to change. Anyway after Scully left at 6, Mrs. Vincent and I went to Scully's house and set everything up. Now I'm just waiting here on Scully's couch for her to come home. Tonight my whole world is going to change. I'm either going to end up spending one of the best weeks of life up here, or I'm going to leave here tonight slowly dying inside. I am hoping it is the first of those two choices because I barely made it when they took Scully away. If I have to make it when she left of her own accord and my stupidity, I know I couldn't do it. But it looks like I won't have that long to wait. She just pulled up into the driveway. It's do or die time. __________________________________________________________ Moving On 4/9 by DenyTheTruth Moving On (4/9) DenyTheTruth kelleigh@glasscity.net What is going on? When I arrived at the house it was dark. I could have sworn I left my living room lights on high when I left and what's with the fire? That wasn't going earlier. Just great, it would be my luck I'd get burglars who decide to make themselves at home and my gun's upstairs next to my bed. I don't see anyone moving around in there. I'll just go in and play it by ear. I am a trained FBI agent, I hope I can handle a burglar. But at the rate my week has been going it wouldn't surprise me if they got the better of me. I unlocked my door and entered in carefully. There was no noise so I dropped my bags to floor quietly. When I was stood upright again a pair of hands came over my eyes. "Don't worry it's me." Mulder, what's Mulder doing here? Of course why am I not surprised? Mulder is like a dog with a bone. I didn't let him say a word in the office and he wouldn't be satisfied till he got his chance. The Gunmen must have found out about the house. Although I told them enough about me so the house wasn't anything big. "What are you doing here Mulder?" I tried to free my eyes but he kept a good grip on me. "Let me go." "Not yet. I will in a minute now just start walking and let me direct you." "You did that enough when we were partners. Didn't you get your fill of that or is this just for old times sake?" Mulder pushed me in the direction he wanted me to go and I started walking. "I never intended to make you feel like I was pushing you around and I apologize if I did. As for what I am doing here. I don't really take it too well when my partner decides to leave me and barely gives me any notice and then won't even talk to me about it." "Well, now you know how I felt all those items you ditched me. Doesn't the feeling suck? Maybe at least you won't do that Diana now. Oh what am I saying, Diana isn't like me so you won't have to worry about not letting her in on what you're doing." Mulder stopped our progression. "We'll get to that in a moment. Right now just relax." He took his hands away from my eyes and I gasped. "Mulder what did you do?" I asked as I looked at the dinning room table. It was beautiful. I turned to look at him. "You know, winning and dinning may work with others, but not with me. So why don't you just pack your things up and leave. I'd like to continue my vacation in peace." I went to leave the room but Mulder's hand on my waist stopped me. "I don't think so Scully. I let you have your say in the office; you are now going to let me speak. So just sit down, enjoy dinner and listen to what I have to say." I left his side and sat down at the table. "Fine, but let's get this over with. The sooner we eat the sooner you say your part, and the sooner you can leave and get out of my life." Even as I said the words, my heart was screaming 'You know that is exactly what you don't want. You want him in your life permanently.' But my mind reminded me 'Yeah but he doesn't want you'. "If that's the way you want to play fine." Mulder went in to the kitchen and came back out with two delicious looking salads. He then went back into the kitchen and came out with the best looking and smelling Chicken Parmesan I have ever seen. We started to eat and stayed in complete silence for the first 10 minutes. Then Mulder poured us both a glass a wine. I looked at him. "It's going to be a long evening and if what happened in the office is any indication it's also going to be full of arguments. We're going to need all the help we can get." He said as he took a sip. I followed his lead. "Well, you may need it. But I've already said my part. I'm just humoring you to make sure that I finally get you out of my life." Mulder put his glass down. "Scully, just eat and drink and be merry ok. This is my show, let me do the talking." I nodded to him and went back to dinner. "So how did you do this Mulder? I've seen you fridge and know you're eating habits. This." I pointed to the dinner "is not your normal taste." "Your neighbors are a lot more friendly than mine." I looked up at him and smiled. "Mrs. Vincent strikes again? She never fails to try and help me. She always did that, even with Jack." I stopped for a minute and then remembered. "I thought this looked familiar. This is the apology dinner. She helped Jack make several of them for me. You seem to have gotten her expertise also." Mulder looked at me with hurt in his eyes. "Why didn't you ever tell me that Jack asked you to marry him?" I was a little shocked at his question but hide it. "Why didn't you ever tell me about Diana?" I threw back at his face. "I deserved that." "Yes you did." I began picking at my dinner. "Dana." I looked up at him. The only time he ever called me that is when someone died. "I have a pretty good idea of what you think about me at this moment. This whole thing with the X-Files and Diana hasn't exactly been handled very well." "I wonder why?" I said. He looked at me. "Just let me speak please. I gave you your chance and I ask that you do the same." "Fine" "Now, I know that I messed up. Believe me it's nothing new. But what is new is the reason why." He got up from his chair and walked over to my end. "You look like you're done eating. This will be a lot easier if we don't have a dinning room table separating us." "Who says that you deserve for it to be easy." "Scully, please." I got up from the table and we walked into the living room. Mulder sat on the couch and I took the chair near the fireplace. He looked at his hands and didn't say anything for awhile. "You know Mulder, I have other things to do than just wait for you to get your head straight. I mean that could take forever." I know that was a bitchy thing to say, but like it mattered what he thought. He had already made me feel like a fool, so I had the right to make him feel like shit "I'm just trying to think of where to begin." "Well, here's a wild idea. How about you start from the beginning." "Fine, it all started on a dark night back on October 13th 1961." "Mulder," I interrupted. I've read David Copperfield. You are no Charles Dickens. You want to speed this up a little?" Mulder looked up at Scully. "I screwed up, I'm here to ask you to forgive me, in all honesty you should tell me to get the hell out of your life. Is that cut to the chase enough for you?" I got up from my seat and sat down next to him. "Good beginning. But if we're going to be blunt, then I apologize for the way I've been acting. Now this whole seduction scene isn't you and this bitchy attitude isn't me. So, let's move on from the little games and get down to business. There is just one rule, no holding back. You're here to apologize and to try and talk me out of leaving the division. For that to happen we have to get a lot of things cleared up. Deal?" "Deal. What do you want to start with?" I sat back on the couch. "You decide whatever you feel comfortable with." "Ok," Mulder got up from the couch and walked over to the fireplace. Where in the hell do I begin? Ok, deep breath. I looked at the pictures on the mantle. There were quite a few of Scully and Jack. I think there are more pictures on this mantle of them together than I have all together of Scully and me. I turned from the pictures and found Scully looking at me intently. "You know that before I began working on the X-Files that I worked in Violent Crimes and Behavioral Sciences. I was the 'golden boy' as everyone called me. Well, back in 89 I first met the Gunmen. You already know that story. Also around that time I met Diana." I saw that Scully cringed a little at the mention of Diana's name so I quickly moved on. "She was new to the bureau and looking to make a name for herself. So she requested to work on the most high profile cases that there were. Most of the time we ended up on the same case. So we began to spend time together and things happened quickly. We never really did anything official. Dated a few weeks and then had a quick ceremony at the Justice of the Peace. We never got around to telling anyone. We kept our status with the bureau as single. I guess we should have taken that as a sign that it wasn't going to last. "Things seemed to be going fine, but after I met the Gunmen they changed a little. Diana didn't really care for them. I continued with my work in VCS, but in 90' a man named Edward Skur died. It wasn't anything significant on his death except that his dying words were Mulder. When I learned of this, it got my curiosity, so I looked up Skur's file and saw that he had disappeared 38 years earlier for some murders. I looked up the FBI agent who worked on the case, an Arthur Dales, and spoke with him about it and my father. That's when I learned of the X-Files. My interest was so peeked after that and I began to really look into them. Shortly after meeting Dales was when I began to have the dreams and flashbacks about Sam. Diana suggested that I go see someone about them. I went to Dr. Weber and you know the rest. I recovered the memories of Sam and started to pursue the X-Files more. Diana helped in the beginning, but after a while she seemed not as interested. Before I knew it, she had me served with divorce papers and was on her way to Europe." I sat down next to Scully. "So there you have it. The abridged version, but you get the gist of it. That's the reason why I don't trust anyone. Not paranoia, but bad past experience. You and Gunmen are the only ones I do trust. Even though I haven't exactly been acting like I do." I took Scully's hand. "You are the only one that I complety trust. No matter what I have said or done, that fact has never changed. "I don't want Diana to work with me on the X-Files, I want you. I don't need someone who thinks along the same lines as me. Sure I'll admit that it would be nice not to have to prove every theory that I had" Scully smiled at that comment. "But that wouldn't help matters. It's your constant need for proof and evidence that has gotten the X-Files so far. If you hadn't have been assigned to me, I'd be no where near to the truth as I am right now. As for what happened last week with the case. The only reason that Diana came on the case was because Skinner wanted either her or Spender to go with me, since they worked on the case first. I went to that meeting with the plans of getting me and you to go, but Skinner wanted you to stay and make sure that things got done." Scully interrupted me. "Well I can see the logic in that since your desk looks like a tornado hit it." I laughed at her comment. "Yes I know that my organization leaves a lot to be desired. That's why I have you around, you make me look like I know what I'm doing." "Yeah some help I am at that. I'm suppose to keep you grounded and what do I do? I go and jump to conclusion without the facts." "True, but I will say that you were allowed to jump a little. But you went off to do a cannonball into the deep end on this one." Scully got up from the couch and walked into the kitchen. So, I followed her. "Mulder I'm sorry," she said with her back to me as she got some cups from the cupboard. She set them down on the countertop and put a kettle on. "I'm sorry that I let my emotions and personal opinions get in the way of rational judgement." She turned around to look at me. "It was unprofessional of me and I'm sorry for the trouble that it has caused you." I walked over to her and brought her into a hug. "Hey, you don't have to apologize to me. I've done that plenty of times. I've just been lucky and had you around to set me and things straight." I pulled her head up from my shoulder and looked her in the eye. "So, how's it feel to act like me for once?" Scully smiled up at me. "Terrible." She got out of the embrace. "I totally disregarded the rules and didn't wait for an explanation. I just jumped to conclusions." She turned to face me. "I am sorry Mulder." I walked over to her. "Would you stop apologizing? You were forgiven before you even asked. Now let's move on from this." I saw a look of disappointment in Scully's eyes but she quickly recovered. "Ok. We've come to the conclusion that I acted irrationally and foolishly. We can now move on from there." She went over to the stove and poured the water into our cups. She handed me my cup. "We have things cleared up now." She looked outside. "It's getting late and we are suppose to get a storm. You can stay here tonight and head back to D.C. in the morning. Let's finish our tea in the living room and then I'll take you up to a guestroom. We walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. "So, Scully. How come you haven't come up here since Jack left you it?" ________________________________________________________ My eyes must have widened to the size of saucers because Mulder laughed. "Don't worry Scully. I'm not interrogating you. I was just a little curious." He put his cup down. "But you don't have to tell me if you don't want to." Even as he said it, I could tell that he really wanted to know. I put my cup down. "I wish I could say that there was more to tell you. But what happened between me and Jack is totally different from you and Diana." I got up from the couch. "I mean you were married and she helped you when the X-Files first began. You never thought to tell me that? We're partners. I know that the marriage isn't essential to know, but I do feel I have the right to know about who else worked on the X-Files before me." My voice began to rise as I realized that I was more angry at the fact that Diana did have a right to work on them if she wanted to. "She was there when you found them and began remembering about Sam. She helped you start it all. In all honesty she has more claim over the X-Files than I do. I've only worked on them for seven years, but she was there when they began." I looked at him with tears in my eyes. "She was there with you." Mulder got up from the couch and tried to comfort me but I walked away and looked out my window. "There isn't much to say about Jack we dated for a while. He wanted to get married but I didn't. I wanted to concentrate on making something out of myself in the bureau. So we broke up and that's when I received the illustrious name of 'Ice Queen'." I turned to face him and wiped the tears from my eyes. "My abridged version of what happened. Now you know about that and I know about Diana. We can put this behind us and concentrate on the important things. I'll call Skinner tomorrow and let him know to throw away my letter of transfer and that I'll be back next week. You can spend that time getting together what ever cases you want to investigate and we'll start fresh then." "No we won't." I looked at Mulder with a question in my eye. "We won't be starting of fresh. We have been through too much for us just to forget about it and start over. Everything that has happened to us has helped make us who we are and makes us one of the best teams that the bureau has." Mulder walked over to me and turned me around to look out the window with him. He pointed to our reflection in the window. "The past has made us who we are and gotten us to this point. I will not retreat away from it." "Away from what?" I asked. Mulder slipped his arms around me and rested his chin on my head. "Us. A confession in a hallway and an airport terminal changed everything. I do not want to forget either of those." He turned me around to look at him. "I don't want to forget how beautiful you looked while you listened to all I had to say. And I don't want to ever forget how happy I felt when you told me that you loved me. Especially since I knew you weren't on pain medication and meant every word of it." I laughed at that. "I knew you meant it. I just wasn't ready to deal with it. The hallway scared me enough." "It scared me too. But not as much as that day in the office when you gave me your letter." He cradled my head in his hands. "I love you with everything that I am. Telling me that you were leaving almost killed me. You are my life. Not the X-Files, Sam, or the search for the truth: you. You are my truth and the best thing that ever happened to me." He leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips. He whispered against my lips. "Never do that again. You are mine, Scully. I will never let you go, so don't try it again." I held back my tears. "I won't," I whispered back and kissed him again. Mulder tired to deepen it, but I pulled away. "It's getting late. We still have some things to discuss before we consider moving this further." I took our cups into the kitchen. "I'll show you to your room." I saw that Mulder wanted to say more but held it in. I grabbed his hand and led him upstairs. "I'm assuming that you packed a bag so you have your own essentials." I opened the door to his room and led him in. "The bathroom is down the hall and my room in right across from yours. I'm going to go downstairs and clean up the dinner plates. You can settle in and there's a TV in the den. It's at the end of the hall on the right side." I turned to leave but Mulder wouldn't let go of my hand. I looked in his eyes. I walked over to him. "I'm not leaving you. I'm just a little anal retentive and hate a messy dinning room." Mulder smiled at my attempt at humor. I raised on my toes and kissed him softly on the lips. "It's going to be a tough journey. I just want a good night's sleep and a clear head before we begin it." He let go of my hand and I went to the kitchen. _____________________________________________________________ Moving On 5/9 by DenyTheTruth Moving On (5/9) DenyTheTruth kelleigh@glasscity.net I sat down on the bed and looked around the room. Scully must have been busy these past few days. The place looks like it was cleaned from top to bottom. Well, whenever Scully has a lot on her mind she cleans and organizes. I guess working with me has meant that her home has never been cleaner. I went and got my bag from my car and began to unpack. Even though we hadn't discussed anything yet. I wasn't going to go back to D.C. until Scully did. I want to spend as much time with her as possible. This will be one of the few times where we have nothing from the outside world hovering over us. We need this time to adjust to this. Or as I'm sure Scully will say, time to set the ground rules. When I was done unpacking I heard Scully come up the stairs and knock on my door. "Come in." Scully walked in with some flashlights and candles in her hands. "The storms here can sometimes knock the electricity out. Here are some things in case that happens. You may want to take a shower now just in case. I'm going to go next door and make sure Mrs. Vincent is taken care of." "Ok," Scully turned to leave and I called out to her. "Scully, could you tell her thank you?" She smiled. "No problem. I'll probably be out for at least half an hour. So don't worry if I'm not back quickly." She turned and left. I walked down to the bathroom and couldn't believe what I saw. Jack must have really come from money. The bathroom was bigger than my living room. It had a jacuzzi bathtub. No wonder Scully seems so relaxed. An hour in that and I would be lapsed into a deep sleep. I think that is exactly what I need. I turned the water on and filled the tub up while I went and got my change of clothes. When I came back into the bathroom the tub wasn't full yet so I decided to explore a little and went into the den across the hall. I think I now know why Scully never told me about this place. If I had known of the big screen TV in the den, I would have commandeered it to my place years ago. A Lazy Boy recliner, big screen TV, and a sound system. Frohike would love this. But all this didn't hold my attention as much as the desk did. I know it's bad manners to go through other people's things, but hey it's me. I went over to the desk but didn't have far to look. Right on top was a photo album. It was an album that Jack put together of him and Scully together. As I looked through them I realized something. Scully and I are soul mates and love each other, but Jack knew more about her than I do and I've known her longer. We really have a lot of work in store for us. I closed the album and decided it was time to relax and headed for the bathroom. By the time I came out of the bathroom, Scully was back. She came into my room. "You decent?" "Well give a minute and I can change that," I answered back. She opened the door and leaned on the frame. "Damn I missed the show. You dress too quickly." "It's a lot easier when nothing is broken." "I know. Why do you think I have them keep casts on you longer than is needed? In hopes that I'd get lucky." She said as she sat on the bed. "So that's why I have to go through itching myself with a coat hanger for a few extra days? All you had to do was ask." I said as I sat down next to her. "Mrs. Vincent all set?" "Yes. She wanted to see if her dinner didn't go to waste and that you were still here. What is it with you? You're not here one day and she's already watching out for you." "I'm just lovable." "Or I'm so sure that's it. I just wanted to make sure you were set. I'm going to turn in. There's a collection of movies in the den for you to watch till you fall asleep later tonight. Unfortunately none of them are of your kind of taste." She got up from the bed and left the room. A few minutes I found myself back in the den with the TV on, but I was sitting at the desk going through the photo album. Looking at these pictures of Scully taken by another man who was in love with her should have hurt me or made me feel uncomfortable, but it didn't. It was nice to see her through someone else's eyes. It was also nice to see Scully before she came into my life. She looks so care free and young. Her years with me have changed her. I could see that through the pictures. But the thing is, the Scully in those pictures isn't whom I love. I love the one that is sleeping in the other room. I know the past few years haven't been great for her, but for me they have been the best because she has been there. My Scully is always there for me, not afraid to stand up for what she believes in and not afraid to knock me on my ass when I need it. The Scully in those pictures wouldn't do that. I finished looking through the pictures and went into Scully's room. I opened the door quietly and walked in. For the past seven years this has become habit. After that night in Oregon, I began to get us rooms on the road with connecting doors so I could look in on her. At first I did it to watch her because I thought she was a spy. Then after her abduction I did it because I was afraid that she would be taken away. When she told me she had cancer I did it because I wanted to make sure she was ok and after she went into remission I do it to remind myself that she is still here. I can't really say when doing this stopped coming from my need of reassurance and came from my love of her. All I do know is that I do and she loves me and I have to make sure not to screw it up. After I watched her for about half an hour I went to my own room and went to sleep. I could tell by the way that Mulder walked into my room that he didn't want to talk to me. He just wanted to watch over me sleeping. I wish I could say that I'm asleep most of the time, but I'm usually awake. Which is fine. I just keep my eyes close and pretend. I can't say anything to him because usually after he is done watching me, he goes into his room to sleep and I follow a little later to watch him. It's therapy for us. We've seen and been through so much, we just need that little time to watch each other when there are no pressures and to assure us that the other is safe. So it was nothing new that I entered his room about a half hour after he left mine. Usually I sit in a chair in the room and watch him. But tonight I couldn't do it. I had to be near him when I watched, so I sat down on the left side of the bed and watched him. Mulder doesn't sleep much, but when he does he is out like a light. Which is really good for me and these times. When he's sleeping he looks so peaceful. No demons or worries to intrude. This is a look that I want to see him wear when he isn't asleep. Hopefully where we are heading can help to that goal. I should be afraid of what is going to happen tomorrow. Even though I've said that he is heading back to D.C. tomorrow, I know it isn't happening. Skinner wouldn't want Mulder around the bureau without me around and I know that Mulder isn't going to let this end here. He isn't known for his patience and I'm guessing that seven years is his limit on the start of a relationship. I could tell when I kissed him that he wanted more. I know I do. But it's the first night. Besides, after seven years of waiting and innuendoes and mental foreplay. He isn't going to get it that easy. He has a lot of ideas that he has said over the years that he is going to have to make good on. In the morning we'll discuss about work, whether we are going to keep this secret or let people know. Like it matters, everyone already thinks we are sleeping together and those that don't think that know that we love each other and use it against us. We're also going to have to lay some ground rules. Ditching has got to stop, that's my main one. His will probably be that I stop saying I'm fine and tell him when I'm not. We have our work cut out for us. But then again, when is it ever easy for us? Mulder turned over in his sleep and threw his arm over my legs. He tosses and turns a lot. I don't know if it's from nightmares or just because he's uncomfortable. But the few times that we've slept in the same bed, he was fine. I think tonight he deserves a good night's sleep. We both do. Besides, if we wake up together in the morning he can get to see the real me. Give him one last chance to jump ship. Although he always looks so adorable in the morning with his hair sticking up on end. I got under the covers with him and his whole body automatically clung itself to mine, with his head on my chest. Even in his sleep he cuts straight to the chase. But it doesn't bother me, this way I can hold him more. ____________________________________________________________ Moving On 6/9 by DenyTheTruth Moving On (6/9) DenyTheTruth kelleigh@glasscity.net I woke up in a very unfamiliar position, but I have to say the sight before me was the most beautiful thing I ever saw. Scully curled up next to me with her head on my chest. I guess sometime during the night she came in. No wonder I had such a good night's sleep. I tried to ease away from her without waking her but it didn't work. "Don't go," she said with her eyes still closed. I stopped moving and she curled back up on my chest. Within a few minutes she was back asleep. I stayed in that position just holding and looking at her. I really wish she hadn't have come in here last night. I can already tell just from this that I am never going to want to sleep without her again. It's too good a thing to wake up with her next to me. So I guess we won't be keeping this a secret. Me staying at her place will give it away. I always felt more at home at her place too. God, I'm already making plans of moving in and we haven't even talked about this whole thing. I am far-gone. So sue me, good things don't happen to me. Can I help it if I go overboard when I finally get what I want? No, you would do the same thing. "You're much more comfier than a pillow," Scully said as she finally woke up. She began to get out of bed. "Come one get up and dressed, we got a lot to do today." "Scully it's your vacation. You're suppose to sleep in and relax." She got out of bed. "Well that's a nice thought. But since you're around I know it won't happen." She walked over to where I was still lying down and leaned over. "Besides, the sooner you get up and out of here, the sooner we get everything done and figured out and the sooner that's done the sooner you get back into bed. And maybe if you're lucky I'll join you." She kissed me and walked out of the room. I think that was the quickest I ever got dressed and ready for the day. See, one day and already Scully is doing wonders for me. Of course it has nothing to do with that lovely scene that she said could happen tonight. NO of course not, that has nothing to do with it. Yeah right, seven years of pent up sexual energy is ready to explode. As much as I would like to say that the reason my social life has been nonexistent for the last seven years was because of my work, I can't. It's because somewhere from the beginning my mind just knew it was Scully. All right I will admit for the first few years it was because I was pathetic. But after she was returned I just stayed with my tapes because I didn't want anyone but her. And after what happened with Kristen I was doing my own little penance. But that's all going to change tonight. Yeah I know you're thinking that I sound awfully cocky, but I'm allowed. I have seven years of word games and looks to make up for. Plus, if you ever got to kiss Scully, you'd want to do a lot more than just that as soon as possible. I walked downstairs and found Scully reading the paper in the kitchen. "Alright, I'm up and dressed. Let's get this thing going." I said as I sat down next to her and took a sip of her coffee. "There are other cups available you know," she said without looking up from the paper. "Yes, if I have to wait till tonight. I am going to take every opportunity today that I can to get any type on contact with your lips." She looked up from her paper with her eyebrow raised. I hope she never realizes that when she does that I get incredibly turned on. "Is that so?" She put the paper down. "Then I guess I'll just have to think of innovative ways for you to do so." She leaned in and gave me another quick kiss. She was up before I could do anything. Damn she moves fast. This little peck here and there isn't going to last long before I lose it. And I know that she is enjoying that fact. "Today there is a science fair being held and I want to go there and see what the kids have come up with. Plus there are a few places I would like for you to see before I sell this place." "Why are you going to sell it?" "I don't ever use it. Plus the taxes on it are very high and there is only enough left in Jack's estate to handle them for another year or two. If I sell it, then it won't go to waste. And the money will come in handy later on. Besides, this isn't really me." "Can you at least take the TV?" Scully laughed. "I knew once you saw it there was no way you were going to let it out of your sight." "Are you nuts? That thing is perfect to watch Knicks games. And the Gunmen will love it to watch old Sci-Fi movies." "No way Mulder you are not inviting the Gunmen to my place to watch Killer Tomatoes and King Kong." I got up and wrapped my arms around her. "Why not? I think they deserve it. If it hadn't been for them we wouldn't be doing what we are about to." "How do you figure that?" "Because you confided in them more than me. They knew where you were and made me get my act together." "Mmm, yeah they deserve something. Maybe I'll finally let Frohike take me out." "Get him a membership to a video of the month club. I'm not letting him near you. Took long enough for us to get here. I'm going to be greedy for a while and keep you all to myself." "Since when did you become so possessive?" "Since you dropped your robe and gave me a heartache and the worst hard on in my life at the same time." She laughed. "So that's why you sat on the floor and let me take the bed." "I didn't want to try and jump you on our first case. I was planning on doing it on the second case." "Smart ass," Scully said as she punched me in the stomach. "Come on. I want to get going. There's a lot that you have to see." It's a good thing that I am selling Jack's house. I don't think I can ever show my face here again. We went to the science fair and wouldn't you know it. Mulder would go and find the exhibition on life on other planets. A 6th grader made a model of the solar system and then depicted life on each planet. Mulder was very disappointed that all the planets had green aliens living on them. I think he scared that poor child for life when he told him about Grey Reticulans. Of course it didn't help matters that the kid was also the mayor's son. So, the kid went off and told his dad all that Mulder said. It will be a miracle if they even let me finish my vacation here. Mulder and I have to have a talk about his sense of humor. I mean, I love it as much as anyone does, but there is a time and place for it. That definitely wasn't one of them. I didn't think he could top that but he did. Another thing I learned. Never take Mulder along the shoreline if it involves climbing rocks. I don't know how he did it but he managed to fall on his ass with every step. Taking me down with him a few times. Then when we got to the end of the rock pier, he had to go be an idiot. "Hey Scully, have you ever wondered how long it would take for a rock avalanche to start if you began to throw them into the water?" He looked over at the edge and lost his balance. And wouldn't you know it, what is the first thing he does? He grabs onto me. Like my small frame is going to help him any. Luckily he caught his balance back. "No Mulder, usually when I come out here I just enjoy the view. I don't think about changing the structure of the pier. Call me crazy but it just doesn't pop into my mind. Besides if you keep that up it won't even matter. You'll just cause your own little avalanche." "You're not crazy, just spooky." "Oh that was so funny. I should call Jay Leno and book you onto the Tonight Show." "No, David Lettermen and his stupid pet tricks segment." Mulder said as he threw a rock into the water. I sat down on the edge. "Mulder, the only tricks your fish know to do is play dead." "Yes I know. I've trained them well." He came up behind me and wrapped his legs and arms around me. "Speaking of them. We're going to have to decide some things." "Later, right now I just want to enjoy the view. We'll talk about everything when we get back to the house. You already ruined my science fair visit. Don't spoil my sea time either or there will be no repeat performance of last night or any added new attractions. If you get my drift." "I'll shut up right now." "We'll see how long that lasts." We stayed like that for about a half an hour. "This is where it began." I said cutting into our silent trance. "Where what began?" Mulder asked. "Where I made my decision to put my private life on hold and dedicate my time to my career. This is where I decided that I wanted to be a field agent. Jack and I had come up here one weekend to just relax. I was still in the academy so I asked about his time in the field. He told me about the cases, the traveling, and the investigation. It sounded just like what I wanted to do. Jack said that I wasn't cut out for field duty and should teach at the academy after I graduated." "At the time I was pretty upset about what he said. But later on I realized that the reason he said it was because he was going to ask me to marry him and he didn't want to risk losing me. But the damage had already been done. He had basically said that he didn't think I could handle myself in the field and that I wouldn't make it. That moment basically set everything in motion. After I graduated I asked to be a field agent, but somehow Jack had managed to get me black listed. So I taught at the academy for a few years, till Blevins asked for me. And the rest is history." "So, in retrospect. I owe Jack for you coming into my life and sticking by my side." "Maybe." "No maybe about. If he hadn't have insulted your ability to take care of yourself, you never would have set your mind to becoming a field agent. If he hadn't black listed you, you would have been assigned to another department. If he hadn't made it so difficult for you to become a field agent, you wouldn't have stayed with me. You knew that this assignment wasn't only set up for you spy on me, but also to see how well you could handle yourself. If you had quit, they would never have given you another chance. So all in all, Jack is the reason we have had the last seven years." "Yeah I guess. At least that somewhat makes up for the 'Ice Queen' label he stamped me with. My legs are going numb. Get up and let's head back." I said as I got up. We started heading back to the shore and went home. ___________________________________________________________ Moving On 7/9 by DenyTheTruth Moving On (7/9) DenyTheTruth kelleigh@glasscity.net I can't remember the last time that I spent an entire day and didn't think about the X-Files once. It felt good to just relax and enjoy spending time with Scully. Although I think I'll be paying for that little episode at the science fair for a while. But it was worth it to see Scully smile as I tried to explain to the mayor about the coloration of other intelligent life. She doesn't smile enough. I'll have to do something about that. We got back to Scully's place and she set out to start dinner while I took a shower. Who would have thought that a day of relaxing could make you sweat so much? Scully had been avoiding all day the topic of our relationship and what was going to happen. So you could imagine my surprise when she began the groundwork while I was drinking my Coke. "First thing, there will be no sex on your desk in the basement." I think I saw my life pass before my eyes as my drink came out through my nose. "I don't care even if it is once for posterity. It isn't happening." She looked up at me. "Don't look at me that way Mulder. I've seen your video collection and I know how you think." Well I couldn't argue with her there. I mean many of my favorite Scully fantasies involve our basement office. "Ok, I understand no sex on my desk. But what about yours?" "Mulder, I'm trying to be serious here. If we are going to do this. There is a lot we have to consider." "Ok, so what else?" "Keeping this a secret or not." "Not, there is no way I am going to hide this. I refuse to have to steal moments to be with you." "I agree, it wouldn't do us any good to try and hide it anyway. Half of the bureau already thinks we are sleeping together. Besides, our enemies already know about our feelings for each other. They used that against us many times in the past. So letting them know about us isn't going to put us in any more danger. I think it will actually help us in the long run." "How do you figure that?" "Whenever one of us gets in trouble, the other one ends up working and running on emotion. The problem has been that we have also had to hide a lot of those in fear that someone would recognize the love. This way if everyone knows about us. We don't have to hide our feelings. Plus, this gets rid of all that unresolved sexual tension that has been around us. We work well as a team, but have always held something back. Now we'll have no reason not to." "You've been busy this afternoon haven't you?" "No I thought about this while you were gone with Diana. It was a toss up between thinking of ways of making a relationship work or thinking of ways to kill you. I didn't feel like going to jail. One time for you was enough." She smiled. I love her sense of humor. "Good, because I am much happier with scenario than me lying on of those morgue slabs." "Ok, now living arraignments. I am not moving in with you and you are not moving in with me." Hey what a minute I don't think so. "I don't think so." "Hold on a minute Mulder and let me finish. Both places are too small for the both of us. We are both going to end up needing our own space once in a while and I already know just after last night that I don't want to return to sleeping alone. So, for right now we keep our own places. But look for a bigger one that will do for the both of us. Both of our places have enough bad memories. I want us to start off somewhere that is empty, where we can make our own new memories. Plus, my neighbors fear every time you come around and I fear what I would find in your excuse for a bedroom. "Deal. Next obstacle." "Work. There is no written policy about agents seeing each other or partners getting involved. Even though it isn't thought of as a good idea, it isn't written so we have that on our side. Also, we have one of the highest solve rates. The X-Files are starting to make some leeway and we also have Skinner on our side." "Especially since he's the one who told me to get my act together and not lose you or I could kiss the X-Files goodbye." "He said that?" "Yes, also that I've been damn lucky you've stayed around and that it wasn't just out of duty but because you wanted to. I never thought much about it but you've left a string of broken hearts. Colton, Willis, Frohike, Skinner. You should be called 'Queen of Hearts' not 'Ice Queen'. Men just fall prey to you" "Very funny let's move on." "Ok, we can also add to our side the fact that no one else wants to work with either of us. The Spookys don't play well with others." I add in as I take her hand. "That too. But also, they have tried to separate us and it doesn't work. Plus our enemies will see that keeping us together makes it easier for them to keep an eye on the both of us." "Ok, that sounds good. But what if it doesn't go that way?" "Then I'll call on a few friends and ask for favors." "Who?" "A friend of mine from college works for the Director of the Office of Government Ethics and my Godfather is the executive secretary of National Security Council." "Excuse me? All this time you've been sitting on that little piece of information and never bothered to tell me?" "I figured I would only use it if needed. You already had Senator Matheson. So I thought you could use him and if he couldn't help then I would use mine. Don't want to waste favors." "Anyone one else you know?" "I have one last trump card if worse comes to worse. So let's hope we don't have to use it." "Why?" "Let's put it this way the relationship between myself and my friend at the Office of Management and Budget makes yours and Phoebe's look like Ozzie and Harriet." "Point taken. Well, hopefully we won't need any of them anyway. Everyone will have to know that if they tried to separate us we wouldn't go quietly. And I don't think that many people would look forward to what could happen. So we aren't going to hide this, the living arrangements are taken care of, the handling of work we are prepared for. What else is there?" Scully got up from the table and went into the kitchen. "The handling of us being together?" "What do you mean?" "We have the simple stuff handled. It is much easier to plan a strategy of attack. We are ready to work hard to stay together as partners. But are we really ready to become more than partners?" I got up from the table. 'Please don't let her have changed her mind,' I thought. I said. "I thought that was already decided." She turned around to look at me. "Yes. Don't worry I haven't changed my mind about wanting this. But just because we both want it doesn't mean it is going to be smooth sailing." "Like anything with us is." "Mulder I'm being serious. I love you so much that at times I can's see straight. We are going to have to be careful. We know each other so well that it could end up hurting us. We know how to push each other's buttons and know the best way to hurt one another. We have to make sure that we don't do that." I walked over to her and held her head in my hands. "Scully, there isn't anything in the world I would do to hurt you. You are too important to me to lose." "I know, but things happen." "Like me ditching you? I'll give you that. But you have to give me the fact that you hurt me by not telling me when your hurt." "I concede. Now do you understand what I mean about us having to work at being together?" "Scully I didn't come into this thinking it was going to be violins and roses. I have been in other relationships I know what goes on." I kissed her lightly on the lips. "I also know that unlike the other ones, this one is the last. I have no desire to move on from you. You are the best thing that ever happened to me and I am going to do my damnedest to make sure you stay." "For someone who isn't for roses and violins, you sure know how to wax the poetic." I smiled at her. "What can I say? You bring out the best in me." Scully stood on her tiptoes and kissed me. I was so use to the small pecks I got all day so it was a miracle I didn't drop dead right there when I felt her tongue pry my mouth open. ____________________________________________________________ Moving On 8/9 by DenyTheTruth Moving On (8/9) DenyTheTruth kelleigh@glasscity.net You have to love Mulder. Sometimes he just finds the right thing to say. I thought after all we did today and accomplished that he deserved a break. Besides, he wasn't the only one that the little kisses here and there were getting to. I was at my breaking point and had to know how he tasted. His reaction was great, just like Michael Dodson when I put the moves on him at my 16th birthday party. What can I say? When I see something I want I go after it. And God do I want Mulder. He recovered quickly and began his own exploration of my mouth with his tongue. God I think I just found my new favorite flavor, Mulder. I can't begin to tell you all the different fantasies I've had about how Mulder tastes. They don't even compare to the real thing. Can't wait to have all my other fantasies knocked off their rockers. Hooray for me tonight is going to be good. But we better get this thing upstairs quick or I'll end up taking him right here on the kitchen floor. Which isn't a bad idea, but not for the first time. I pulled away from Mulder's lips and he began to protest. I put my finger on his lips. "Enough talk. I don't know about you, but seven years of foreplay is about all I can handle." I grabbed his hand and we walked out of the kitchen. Mulder brought my back up to meet his body as we continued to walk. He pressed his lower body against mine and I felt his erection. "My limit has been met a long time ago. It's just been waiting for your call." I ran my hand along the crotch of his pants as we climbed the stairs. "Well you just happen to be in luck." I opened my door and dragged Mulder into the room. I pressed his body up against the door before it had even closed. "Because I call, right now." I said as my hands went to work on his belt and my lips met his. Mulder has a tongue to die for. All those years of having to put up with his sunflower seed shells is going to pay off. I thank whoever it was that gave him is oral fixation, because I know he is going to now focus it on me. I finally got his belt away from his pants and I unzipped his pants and ran my hand inside his boxers. Mulder finally realizes that I've been the only one doing the work and his hands came up to unbutton my shirt. But I pull away from him before he can. I grabbed a hold of his pants and boxers with both hands and dragged them off of his hips. This has got to be the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. I mean, I've seen Mulder naked before, but never like this. And I don't think I'll ever get enough of seeing him like this. But before I get to involved in just staring at him, I have a mission to accomplish. Something that I have wanted to do for a very long time. You see, Mulder knows how to leave me speechless with just a simple turn of phrase. What I want is to leave him speechless and panting for more. Call me selfish, but there is just something about having a man moan incoherent thoughts because of you. It's a power thing, and right now I want it all. I look up at Mulder to see his once hazel eyes now full of lust and some fear I do believe. Don't worry Mulder, the only thing you have to fear at this moment is for your sanity, and maybe your balance. I think this as I take him in my mouth. _____________________________________________________________ I have never been a religious man but the only thing I can think of as she takes me into her mouth is 'Oh my God.' Yeah I know it's real intelligent, but you're not the one who has Scully down on her knees in front of you, doing things that you have only fantasized about. And let me tell you my fantasies are nothing like the real thing. Jesus, her mouth feels so good. She moves her hand down to my balls and starts to play with them. I have no idea what they taught her in med school, but if this was one of the things then I need to send her professors a thank you card. Oh God that mouth. The phrase lick like a lollipop doesn't even begin to do it justice. I grabbed the doorknob for balance. I have no idea when it happened but my whole center of balance fled down to my dick. Like that's nothing new, whenever I'm around Scully everything travels down to my lower anatomy. It's been a miracle I have been able to still walk after seven years of hiding hard ons while we are working. Scully took all of me into her mouth and I couldn't help myself. My hips bucked into her mouth and my head fell onto my shoulders. I think somewhere in my dazed brain I murmured her name. But right now I can't say. Oh, if she keeps this up I'm going to come. Not that it's a bad thing, but I'm not exactly as young as I use to be and it's been a while. Once is all that tonight is going to get and I am not about to have that happen without me being inside her. "Scully." I pleaded with her but she didn't stop what she was doing. I grabbed her head to try and pull her away but she fought me off. "Dana," I hoped using her first name would stop her but it seemed to just lead her on. She continued to deep throat me and her hands worked on my balls. I warned her, "Scully I'm gonna." The rest of my statement was cut off as I exploded into her mouth. She continued to milk me until my spasms ceased. She then proceed to lick me clean. I can't tell you when I feel to the floor, but the next thing I knew Scully was lying on my chest looked down at me with the most beautiful smile on her face. I can see that she's proud of herself. So that was what she wanted huh? I'll have to remember from now on that Scully likes to swallow, a first for me. In high school the few sexual experiences I did have never involved blowjobs. I always thought it to be a somewhat private and special act. When I was with Phoebe she treated it like a chore and never really brought me to the point of orgasm. Diana it was always about satisfying her. I have never been with anyone like Scully. Someone who wanted to make sure that the experience was for myself. Not wanting anything in return, but just the knowledge that I am very satisfied and happy. Well, I'm happy at this point, but it seems satisfied is still a long way away. I don't know what it is about Scully, but just having her looking down at me and stroking my face while I'm naked from the waist down is very erotic and my cock is already beginning to stir again. I guess all that pent up energy from the past seven years wants to be released tonight and no longer wait. Not that I'm complaining, but before we get to that. I have to return the favor to Scully. She deserves to be worshipped and I've had enough time to think about just what I am going to do to show that I do. "Mulder?" Scully looked down into my eyes. "Are you ok?" Ok, she has got to be kidding. Right now Cancer man could walk into this room with Samantha on one arm and the truth in his hand and it wouldn't even compare to how good and happy I feel right now. I looked up at her. "I'm fine. Believe me I am far from being anything but ok." I looked down at our position. "But my back and butt could do with getting off the cold floor." "What, the man who sleeps on a couch is complaining?" "At least my couch is soft. Besides, I have many plans for you and they all will go much better in that bed. Plus, I don't know about you but my ass is sore." Scully giggled at that. I love to hear her laugh. "I think that has to do with the fact that fell flat on it." "Hey, is it my fault that my mind and body was preoccupied with something more important than keeping my balance?" Scully stood up and held her hand out for me. "Well then. Let's get that butt of yours into a nice warm bed. We wouldn't want any damage to come to it." We walked over to the bed. Scully sat down on it and pulled me up to stand between her legs and smiled. "Agent Mulder, you are aware that you are not dressed properly for an FBI agent?" "Well pants would have made what just happened a little difficult to take place." "True, but still this isn't a proper appearance. I believe we have to do something about it." She made quick work of my tie and my shirt soon joined the rest of my clothes. Now, I know that I do not have the world's worst shaped body. But I still can never really handle it when a woman is looking at my naked body. I know turn about is fair play considering that right now that is all I want to do with Scully. But still my mind is uncomfortable. "You Mulder, are the most beautiful thing I have ever scene." Scully stood up from the bed and began to unbutton her shirt. "But do you want to know something else that I think is even more beautiful?" She asked as she took off her pants. She walked over to me and brought my body next to hers. "The most beautiful thing is going to be your body and mine, with our arms and legs tangled together." She kissed me. And for the first time that whole night, I took control over the situation. ____________________________________________________________ Moving On 9/9 by DenyTheTruth Moving On (9/9) DenyTheTruth kelleigh@glasscity.net Ok, I can safely say that I am a very happy camper at this moment. Not only did I get my wish of leaving Mulder speechless, but I also knocked him on his ass (figuratively and literally). But I think now I am in for a taste of my own medicine. Which is quite fine with me. That is why we work so well together, we give and take. And believe me, the way I feel right now I will take anything and everything that Mulder wants to give me. Besides, you haven't seen him naked. I can tell you that this evening I have not only found my new favorite flavor, but also my favorite piece of art: Mulder. There isn't an artist around that could make anything more beautiful than Mulder. And to top it all off, he still has that boyish nervousness and charm to him. I wish someone would please remind me why I waited all these years for this to finally happen? Because right now I think that I must have been nuts to deny myself this. Oh God, Mulder just found one of the magic spots behind my ear. I tell you that tongue of his is magic. Can't wait to see what it can do other parts of my body. Mulder lifted my body up and I wrapped my legs around his waist while we fell onto the bed. I'm very glad that I got rid of Jack's old bed. This wouldn't feel right to make love with Mulder in the same bed I did with Jack. Not that at this moment I would stop even if we were. I can't believe this. Mulder hasn't even begun to touch me and already I am seeing stars. It has been waaayyy to long since I had a man touch me. But I highly doubt that I would have felt this way with Ed if we would have had sex. One kiss from him didn't even compare to the slight glaze of Mulder's hand at the small of my back. Or with the feeling that his hands make when they are on their way down my stomach. Mulder's mouth followed the same path his hands are, but stopped at my breasts. "You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen," Mulder said as he took my left breast in his mouth. I arched up from the bed and into his mouth. My hands left his back and went to his head. I love the feel of Mulder's hair in my hands. It's almost as great as the feel of Mulder. Mulder's mouth left my breast and he started to trail kisses along my stomach. I opened my legs in anticipation of where he was heading. Mulder smiled into my stomach. "I do believe that you Agent Scully are impatient." He brought his head up from my stomach and I moaned in protest. "Haven't you ever heard that patience is a virtue?" I looked down at him with my hands pushing his head back down. "Yeah and the same person who said that died from anxiety and waiting. Now, unless you want to risk serious bodily harm and having to explain to Skinner how it happened, I suggest that you get back to what you were doing." Mulder laughed. "I don't know. I think that I could handle seeing Skinner's face when I try to explain how it happened." "Mulder," I warned him. "Who am I deprive the lady of her wish." Mulder bent his head back down to my stomach. "Who am I to deprive myself of this for that matter?" He said as his tongue licked over my clit. I have to remind myself to have Mulder's tongue listed as a weapon. One flick of it and I am dead to the world. The man certainly knows what he is doing, which is a good thing because right now I can't think of anything except the fell of his tongue and fingers as they are working my folds open. Mulder eased two fingers into me and I pumped my hips into his hand. "God Scully, you're so wet." His nose nuzzled my center. "You smell so good," he said as his tongue joined in moving with his fingers. I don't think I'll ever be able to watch Mulder talking again without being lost in the memory of him going down on me. I can safely tell you, that for all the fantasies that I have had about Mulder and me. Us actually coming together is the most extreme possibility ever. I never really thought we would get past al the barriers and fears to come to this point. I know that we still have a long way to go, but.. Oh hold on a minute. Oh god Mulder's hands are great. What was I saying?? Oh never mind, this is feeling too good to worry about talking to you all. Come back after I have come down from this high. I'd say that will be about 2 or 3 years. This feeling is too good to forget or give up. Mulder lifted his head up from me and brought it up to kiss me. I can taste myself on his lips. The mixture of Mulder and myself is too much. I need him in me now. "Scully?" Mulder asked as he positioned himself to enter me. The question in his eyes. I brought my hands up to cup his face. "Mulder, I love you. I want to feel you in me." I took him in my hand and he needed no more encouragement as he entered me. _____________________________________________________________ "Sculliiee," I moaned as I entered her. "You feel so good." I wanted to just stay there and not move, but my body wouldn't let me. I thrust out of her once and she moaned in response. "God, you feel so good," I said as I thrust into her again. We started at a slow pace of thrust and counter-thrust, but it quickly accelerated. Scully's inner muscles began in grip me. I don't think I've ever felt anything this good. I think I seriously need to have a talk with anyone who has ever been with Scully. They need to have their head examined for letting this go, and I don't mean just this great sex. But, at least their stupidity led her to me. Something I will be eternally grateful for. I grabbed Scully's hands and entwined our fingers together as the lay at he side of her head. As I continued to thrust into her, I looked into her eyes. She looked up at me and I saw my love reflected right back at me with the same intensity. "Mulder," Scully said as she pulled away from me. "Scully?" I asked as we stopped moving. She went to sit up and I leaned back on my legs worried about what she was thinking. I was expecting the self-analyzing and the worrying, but I was at least hoping it would come tomorrow morning. Before I could ask what was wrong Scully had her back to me. I was afraid that she was beginning to pull back into herself and closing me off. I went to touch her shoulder but she moved and before I knew what was happening, she was pressed up against with her back to my chest. She grabbed my hands and brought them around her, while her hands went to my hair. She turned her head so that I could see her profile and kissed me. I then saw what she was doing. Our relationship has always been 50/50 and trust. But this relationship is different from our working and for it to happen, we are going to have to really open up to each other. This is Scully's way. Giving me complete control of the situation and not being able to see what I am doing. I raised my hands up her breast and squeezed them. Scully closed her eyes and shifted her hips in response. I moved my mouth to her ear. "Don't worry Scully. I'm right here." I moved my hands from her breasts down to her hips and lifted her up so I could position myself to enter her. "We're both here, and nothings going to change that." Scully opened her eyes and looked at me. I grabbed her mouth with mine and as I thrust into her with my tongue and my penis at the same time. I love the sound Scully makes when I hit the right nerve. I think I could listen to that sound for the rest of my life, it's almost as beautiful as her laughing. Scully started to rock against my hips and broke away from the kiss. I tried to grab her lips back but she turned her head to the side and began to thrash against me. My hips started to move in the same frantic rhythm as hers and my mouth went for her shoulder. I couldn't help myself. It felt so good to pound into her and fell her breasts juggle in my hands. My teeth sank into her shoulder and she let out a scream of pleasure. So Scully likes it rough? I will have to remember that when we get back home. Her hands continued to dig into my hair as our pace quickened even more. Scully began to spasm and I knew that she was close, which was good because I was ready also. I pushed her head to the other side and began to pound into her forcefully as my teeth sank into her other shoulder. "Mulder!!!!!!!!!!!" Scully screamed as she began to come. She only had to constrict around me a few times and then I followed her screaming her name and telling her I loved her. We stayed like that for a few minutes, until Scully spoke. "I'm cold." I wrapped my arms around her and lifted her off of me. We moved to the top of the bed and got under the covers. This is my favorite part, well not my favorite part, but it is up there. I love holding a woman after making love. I especially love holding Scully after making love. I haven't gotten to hold her much doing the time we have know each other. And most of the time it was only after some traumatic experience. Scully nuzzled her nose into my chest. "you know what Mulder?" "What?" "I think that I just proved one of your beliefs wrong." "And which one is that?" "Melissa Ephesian. We may have always been together in past lives as friends, but in this one it isn't true. You were wrong about her being your soul mate. This time around you got me." "About time we got it right. Maybe now we'll get a happy ending." Scully looked up at me. "Mulder, there's no happy ending or happily ever after here. There is a tough road ahead of us." I pushed her head back down to my chest and hugged her tighter. "I know Scully. We have a long road ahead of us, but we'll go down it together. But for right now don't think about it. Just relax." I kissed the top of her head and closed my eyes. I know that we have a lot to talk about and that not everything was taken care of tonight. But we'll handle it all in stride and together as always. We have a long journey ahead of us, but that doesn't mean that I won't do my damnedest to see that when we get to the end of the tunnel there is nothing but light. The End MULDER: I do not gaze at Scully. Rain King If the gazes, the touches, and his reactions whenever something happens to her isn't enough of a clue, then hopefully these lines do. MULDER: Scully, marry me. Chinga MULDER: Scully, should we be picking out china patterns? Small Potatoes MULDER: You make me a whole person. Fight the Future MULDER: Scully...I love you. Triangle