Chapter One: Goofing Around in the Office
Chapter One: Goofing Around in the Office
Fox Mulders Office
10:45am
Agent Dana Scully, Agent Fox Mulders partner entered the office down in the basement of the FBI Headquarters, finding him sitting in the chair, launching the pencils up to the ceiling once again.
"Mulder!" Scully snapped, making him jump from surprise, nearly falling out of his chair, watching her enter the office. She was wearing her black suit with her white dress shirt today, looking hot and feisty as ever.
"Jesus, Scully, you nearly gave me a heart-attack, now that'd be an X-File..."
"X-File my ass Mulder, stop playing around with those damn pencils and get to work before we get chewed out by Skinner again like yesterday." Scully hissed, setting her things down on the desk and looked to the computer screen as Mulder now turned red, "Mulder..." Scully whined, slapping her hand to her face.
"Sorry...the boys sent me the link and they fucked around with me...I didn't realize it was going to be this...then I kind of...well you know...I'm a guy..."
Scully slowly turned her head looking at him as he X'd out of it and smiled at her.
"You seriously need to go get laid or something Mulder, this is the fifth damn time I've caught you looking at this stuff this week." Scully explained sitting down in the chair that was in front of their desk.
Mulder smiled big, staring at her making her go confused and look at him weird.
"What is it now Mulder?" Scully asked then went surprised and alarmed of what he was thinking now, "Mulder...no..." Scully trailed off.
"Oh c'mon...It's not like we haven't had sex before." Mulder spoke up, "It looks like you need to get laid too, you've been very bitchy to me lately."
"Because you aren't doing your damn work." She snarled crossing her arms over her chest and looked away with a cocky look then shot her head back to him, "Just so you know, the next time Skinner bitches you out, I'm not covering for your ass, you understand me?"
"Of course I understand you Scully..." Mulder smirked and started getting back to work, taking glances to her every now and then.
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Chapter Two: Lets have Fun?!
Random Acts of Love
Chapter Two: Lets have Fun?!
Friday
Fox Mulder's Office
1:00 pm
The Lone Gunmen surrounded Agent Mulders desk, watching him work was painful, but there wasn't anything interesting for them to hack into or discover that afternoon. Fro hickey was wanting to see Agent Scully, but she had some errands to run and do before arriving at the office along with a meeting to attend.
"When do you ever go out and have fun, Mulder?" Fro Hickey asked, watching Mulder doing his paper work.
Mulder stopped with his paper work and looked up to Fro Hickey who sat in the far left chair.
"I do have fun, this is my fun, this is my life...The X-Files." Mulder reminded him.
"Did you get our email yesterday?" Langley asked.
"Yeah I did, thanks to you boys, I got bitched out by Scully, once again." Mulder replied.
"Since when does Scully bitch you out?" Byers asked, "That's very unusual for her to do that to you."
"I know right? I told her she needs to get laid because she's been so bitchy to me lately." Mulder explained making the boys laugh.
"No, it sounds like the both of you need to get laid." Langley pointed out.
Mulder looked over to Langley to sat on the right side chair, near Fro Hickey and smirked with a shrug.
"What?" He asked, "Seriously Mulder...when was the last time you got laid?"
"Seriously Langley...we are done with this conversation." Mulder replied.
Silence came between the four of them then Fro Hickey spoke up, "Have you slept with Scully before? How is she in bed?"
Mulder stopped with his work and looked to them who all had smiles across their faces.
"We're not having this conversation." Mulder spoke up turning red.
"Looks like you have...you're turning red." Byers pointed out.
Mulder looked to Byers that was on the left of Fro Hickey and quickly defended him self, "I haven't had that with her at all...she's my partner..."
"So that doesn't mean that will stop giving you the permission to bang each other whenever you'd like." Fro Hickey replied, "I would if I was her partner..."
"Fro hickey please...calm down." Mulder interrupted him making Langley and Byers smile, "Don't you guys have spelunking to do or hacking or something?"
"You know, you're funny...giving us permission when you should be arresting us." Byers replied.
Mulder looked to him and stood up taking his hand cuffs, "I can if you would like me too...would you like that?" Mulder asked watching the three quickly back off towards the door as Scully entered, sipping an ice tea and holding her brief case in another.
She stopped in her tracks staring at the four guys seeing hand cuffs in Mulders right hand with a smirk.
"Oh Scully..."
"I don't even wanna know what was going on down here." Scully interrupted Mulder while walking over and setting her brief case on the desk, "Shouldn't you be working and you three are distracting him so why are you even here?"
"We decided to give him some company since you weren't here to give him the company this morning." Fro Hickey explained to her, "How are you doing Scully?"
"I'm fine. Thanks." She replied and looked back to Mulder who was putting his hand cuffs away with a smirk.
"Oh you know it'd be kinky with hand cuffs, Scully." Mulder smirked.
With that comment, Scullys hand swept across Mulder's cheek, smacking him hard and he stopped smiling then rubbed his left cheek looking to her as the other three were standing there stunned.
"Ouch...what was that for?" Mulder asked.
"For being an asshole...now get to work...how many damn times do I have..."
"Oh you guys you totally got me in trouble...I knew I shouldn't of let you down here." Mulder hissed, interrupting Scully as the three started laughing and quickly rushed out of the office, leaving Mulder to defend for him self with Scully.
"Right...blame it on them." Scully said sitting down and drank her ice tea.
"When do you ever just have fun, Scully?" Mulder asked, "I say we should go and have a beer or two tonight with the boys...how 'bout it?"
Scully looked to Mulder, "Depends on if you get your things done here or not...we have a lot to finish up from that last case, Mulder...and you know how Skinner is if we don't finish up things on time."
Mulder sighed and continued back with his work while Scully started going through her own stuff.
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Chapter Three: Friday Night Fun
Random Acts of Love
Chapter Three: Friday Night Fun
Friday
10:45pm
Downtown Bar
Agent Scully roared with laughter while Mulder grabbed her by her sides, standing behind her now.
"Alright, Scully, I think you've had enough to drink." Mulder spoke up, looking to the lone gunmen who smiled as other agents who were there looked at them as Mulder smirked.
"No!" Scully screamed, shoving Mulder's hands off of her and turned around, soon pushing him against a pillar that was near them.
"Scully..."
"I'm...not...done yet." She replied to him then saw Walter Skinner entering the bar, "Oh...look!" She yelled, "It's Skinner...HI SKINNER!"
Skinner stopped in his tracks seeing Scully pressed up against Mulder who was against the pillar with his hands up in the air and looked to Skinner with big eyes.
"Oh hi sir." Mulder greeted him, "We've been doing a little drinking."
"So I see." Skinner replied.
"Have a-drink...Skinner." Scully said, slurring her words a bit, Scully then started giggling and rested her head on Mulder's chest and Mulder turned red, looking down at her then looked to Skinner with a shrug as Skinner smirked, rolling his eyes and sat at the bar near the lone gunmen who smiled.
"Hey." Fro hickey greeted him, "How are you?"
"I'm fine..." Skinner trailed off looking to the three and looked back to Scully and Mulder who were messing around right now then looked back to the guys, "How much has Scully had to drink tonight?"
"We lost count...she's had a lot...Mulder's a little drunk too...he's been taking shots of whiskey." Langley explained making Skinner roll his eyes once again with a sigh and took his bottled of beer he ordered from the bar tender and thanked him then took a gulp.
Scully soon plopped next to him on the bar stool, "Hi..." She greeted him in a little kid tone with excitement and waved to Skinner with her right hand.
Skinner slowly turned, looking at Scully who was giggling uncontrollably.
"Hello...Agent Scully." Skinner greeted her, then looked to Mulder who smiled big while biting his bottom lip, looking rather amused as he stood behind Scully, holding her so she wouldn't flop off the bar stool.
Mulder took his shot glass that was still full of whiskey and gulped it down, then sat the glass back on the bar and looked back to Skinner.
"Is it just me or is it hot in here?" Mulder asked, unbuttoning his navy blue dress shirt and pulled up his sleeves making other agents and the lone gunmen laugh. Mulder was also dressed in jeans, as for Scully she was wearing her maroon dress suit, she removed her suit jacket an hour ago and had her sleeves of her blouse rolled up half way on her arms.
Scully looked back to Mulder, "That's all you're undressing...of your...self?"
Scully started undoing his buttons.
"We want to see...more.."
Skinner's eyes went wide then looked to Mulder.
"Um...Scully...maybe not." Mulder said, grabbing her hands, "We're in public." Mulder smirked, looking to Skinner.
"I bet you twenty bucks Mulder's going to get laid tonight." Langley muttered to Fro Hickey with his hand out for the shake.
Fro hickey looked up at Langley and slapped his hand, "Fine."
Skinner sipped his beer and ignored the flirting amongst Scully and Mulder, they were both drunk, its not like anything would happen between his two agents, there is no way he can ever see the two together anyways, right?
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Chapter Four: Wake Up Call
Chapter 4: Wake Up Call
Agent Dana Scullys eyes shot wide open, alarmed she wasn't at home. She looked around the familiar bedroom, realizing that it wasn't her bedroom, it was her partners bedroom; Mulder. She shot up in his bed, holding the white sheet to her naked body, realizing what she had done.
"Mulder!" Scully screamed, seeing him lying there on his stomach, naked as well.
He mumbled, "Five more minutes..."
"No!" Scully screamed hitting him backhand, hard against his shoulder, alarming him.
His eyes shot wide open him self, realizing Scully was in bed with him.
"What the hell are you doing here..." Mulder trailed off, feeling he was naked and then looked to Scully and smiled, "Niiice..."
"No not nice...we slept with each other!" Scully screamed at him, "While we were drunk."
Mulder shrugged, "No complaints there..."
"Oh there are a ton of complaints...Skinner would kill us if he found out we were doing this...we shouldn't of even gone home together last night!" Scully explained while freaking out.
"As I recall, you're the one who stripped me down last night at the bar..."
"I only undressed you a little bit, Mulder..."
"Uh huh."
Scully sighed with frustration, feeling embarrassed that she was naked next to her partner who was also naked, but knew that he saw every inch of her body last night anyways.
"God, did you really have to scream in my ear though?" Mulder asked, "You're starting to give me a head ache..."
"Fuck you..."
"Already did last night..."
"Mulder seriously..."
"Seriously..."
"Stop it..."
"Stop what?" He asked going into laughter now as she kicked him hard in his side and he groaned in terrible pain, flopping off the bed and landing on his back as she crossed her arms over her chest, that held the sheet to her chest.
"What was that for!" Mulder yelled, rubbing his side as he slipped his boxer shorts on now and stood up looking at her.
"You deserved it." She hissed, "Now grab your clothes and leave your room so I can change."
"Scully...babe...I saw you last night..."
"Don't babe me...I was wasted last night, I don't care if you saw me or not...let me change in private..."
"But..."
"NOW!" Scully yelled pointing at his door.
"Geeze, you're still bitchy and we screwed last night, obviously you're over-due for pms." Mulder explained while grabbing his clothes; she chucked a pillow at him, nailing him in the back of his head, "Ouch, what the hell..."
"Asshole." She snarled as he walked off quickly, taking glances back to her while rubbing his head.
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Chapter Five: Suspension from Love
Chapter 5: Suspension from Love
Monday
FBI office
9:45 am
The weekend was a crazy beginning and a crazy ending. Mulder didn't want to deal with bitchy Scully at all today, but he knew eventually he had too. But besides the fact that he had to deal with Scully, he knew Skinner probably would eventually find out about him and Scully, and he was not looking forward for the Monday.
"Mulder...you okay?" Scully asked, finding him with his head down, resting on his crossed arms.
"I couldn't sleep last night." He mumbled.
Scully stared at him while setting her brief case on the corner of the desk, for Mulder was sprawled out around the surface.
He lifted his head up, rubbing the back of his neck, looking to Scully dressed in her gray dress pants with her white blouse.
"Hi." Mulder greeted her with a smirk.
She stayed quiet, staring at him.
"I apologize for this weekend..."
"It's okay." Scully interrupted him, "We were drunk, it wasn't your fault at all."
The phone then interrupted Mulder, before he could reply back to Scully. The Assistant Director had called for Agent Scully to come up for a meeting.
Assistant Director, Walter Skinner had been pondering thoughts about his Agents, all weekend. But when he had been walking the hall ways that morning, hearing from office gossip that Mulder and Scully did end up in bed...he wanted to know the facts.
"Sir?" Scully asked, entering Skinner's office, "You wanted to see me?"
"Yes, sit please." He replied in a strict tone, watching her stare at him suspiciously while she made her way to the chair on the left.
"Did I forget to file something?" Scully asked.
"No, I haven't called you up for work related." He replied.
She crossed her arms over her chest, staring at him, "What is it then?"
"Are you aware of the gossip going around this office?" He asked.
"What are you talking about?"
"Of you and Agent Mulder."
Scully stayed quiet and blinked, then let out a gasp putting her right hand to her mouth then looked to Skinner.
"Someone knows you two slept with each other on Friday night...You care to back that insinuation up?" Skinner asked.
Scully looked down then looked to him, "We were drunk sir..."
"I'd like your things." He interrupted her with his hand out.
"Sir you can't..."
"Tell Mulder I'd like to see him, I'd like you to go home...you're suspended till further notice." Skinner interrupted quickly as Scully slowly stood up, staring at him, "You know the rules, Agent Scully. I'm sorry but you're suspended."
She slowly handed him her things and then left in anger.
"What was that all about?" Mulder asked, seeing her enter his office pissed off.
"Who the hell did you tell about you and I on Friday?" Scully asked in anger, furious and stood there tall and firm with her hands on her waist.
"I didn't say anything to anybody..."
"I'm suspended...Skinner would like to talk to you. Apparently there is a rumor going around about you and I sleeping together now." Scully hissed.
"What!" Mulder yelled, "That's ridiculous."
Scully looked away from Mulder.
"Scully...I didn't say anything to anybody, I swear..."
"Just go...leave me alone." Scully hissed.
Mulder walked over to her and pulled her against him as she tried to get loose from him but instead she gave up and looked up at him, hurt and scared. He stayed quiet and kissed her forehead then left the office.
She buried her face into her hands and let out a sigh. She knew that they were going to be split apart once again. But what she couldn't get her head wrapped around was...is she in love with him? Or is this just temporarily? She didn't know but the only one thing she did know, is that she's not going to give up and she will make sure her and Mulder aren't split apart.
to be continued...
Chapter Six: Belief
Ch. 6: Belief
3 days later
Thursday Night
Agent Dana Scullys Apartment
11:00 pm
Scully was about to slide into bed when she heard knocking. She stood there, looking to her clock on her night stand, seeing it was 11:00 pm on a Thursday. She was wearing her vanilla silk pajamas. She was going to go to bed early, unless Mulder decided to stop by and be an ass, even more.
"Mulder...I'm really not in the mood tonight." Scully said, opening the door seeing him standing there. His dress shirt untucked, looking like he hasn't shaved in days and looked wasted, while holding onto her door frame with one hand and holding his jacket in his left.
He smiled.
"Are you drunk, Mulder?" She asked, making him laugh for some reason now.
"You damn right bet I am." He replied and she went confused on his answer.
"You damn right bet I am?" She asked, "Please tell me you didn't drive when you can hardly say a sentence."
"What you are about talking?" Mulder asked then slowly collapsed and was now sitting on he floor, head down and back arched.
"Mulder." Scully gasped, crouching down quickly next to him.
Mulder looked to her, "My legs feel like spaghetti."
Scully gulped, "Mulder...you know I hate it when you go get drunk."
"You wanna inside...help me...?" He asked.
Scully rolled her eyes, "You totally sounded like you were a female there."
"What?" He asked.
She helped him to his feet. He leaned against her and she walked him down to her bedroom, even though it was very challenging.
"I have to pee." He said, once when she finally got him to the bed.
"Mulder! Why didn't you say that when we passed the bathroom?" Scully asked in anger.
"Sorry...I couldn't think of...of the...question." Mulder replied and cleared his throat with his hand on his stomach, "I don't feel too well."
Scully grabbed him and quickly brought him to the bathroom. Mulder dropped to the toilet and vomited.
Almost a whole hour later, Scully finally had Mulder laying down in bed with the covers draped over his lap. He stared at her while she slid underneath the covers, joining him while she turned the lights off.
"Sorry." he apologized.
"It's fine." She answered, with that said, she finally got comfort, closed her eyes and let out a sigh. Just as she thought she was about to fall asleep Mulder spoke.
"Scully?" He asked.
She let out a frustrating sigh, "Yes, Mulder?" She asked with a little attitude to her tone.
"What do you believe now?" Mulder asked.
Scully slowly turned onto her back, looking over to him as he was staring up at the ceiling. He turned his head, looking to her.
"What do you believe?" He asked in a quiet tone, staring into her eyes.
She gulped and looked away from him.
"Go to bed, Mulder. It's late." She ordered, trying back to her left side.
Mulder then moved up close behind her, a few minutes later, brushing her hair back while Scully was fast asleep.
"I believe in you and I know you believe in me." He whispered, kissing her and rolled back onto his side and soon drifted off to sleep.
to be continued...
Chapter Seven: Trouble Continues
Ch. 7: Trouble Continues
Friday Morning
9:00 am
Scully opened her eyes, remembering Mulder had come over to her place last night, drunk off his ass. She rolled onto her back, looking over to him seeing him sleeping like an angel. Lying on his back, head nestled into the pillow with his hands gently resting on his bare chest.
Scully smiled. He looked so gorgeous.
She slowly sat up, slipped out of bed, pulled her robe on and went straight into the bathroom to grab him some Advil for when he woke up, along with a glass of water soon setting both items down on the nightstand, near his side.
She pulled the covers up a little bit on him, and left the bedroom to make breakfast.
9:30 am
Mulder slowly opened his eyes, smells of pancakes and hasbrown's engulfed him, but made him feel sick to his stomach. He groaned putting his hands to his forehead and wiped his face.
"Scully." He groaned.
He slowly opened his eyes, holding his hands over them to cover the light that burned his eyes from the hang over.
"Daaaaamn." He hissed, closing his eyes once again, "Fuck it...what the fuck was I thinking?" He slowly sat up but didn't realize he was on the edge of Scully's bed and fell off, hitting his head on the edge of the night stand making him scream, "Fuckin' A!"
Scully who was busy cooking stopped doing what she was doing and looked down to her closed bedroom door hearing the language coming from Mulder's mouth, indicating he had woken up.
"You alright, Mulder!" She called out, making sure everything was okay.
"Yeah...yeah...I'm fine." He mumbled down to her.
Mulder sat up, rubbing his head quickly and hard, because it stung.
Mulder grabbed the glass of water, thankful that it hadn't toppled off the nightstand. He took some Advil and stood up, nearly falling over again.
Next, he walked over to his jeans, slipped them on, but in the process, fell over, and grabbed onto her dresser, accidentally knocking a picture over in the process as he quickly grabbed it before it hit the floor.
"Shit!" He yelled.
"What now!" Scully screamed in frustration.
"Nothing!" Mulder screamed back, quickly setting the picture neatly on top of her dresser then buttoned and zipped up his jeans, stepping away from her dresser.
The next thing he had to accomplish was getting his shirt on next. But he soon realized, he didn't know where his shirt was.
"Scully..."
"What..."
"Where's my shirt?" He asked quickly interrupting her.
"It should be right there on the chair." She said back to him while turning the stove off now and getting things organized for breakfast.
Mulder looked over to the chair, seeing his shirt. He slowly walked over to it, grabbed it and slipped it on then made his way out of her room, walking down her hallway to say good morning to her.
"Hi..."
"Are you always like this in the mornings?" She asked setting his plate down for him as the two looked to one another.
"Are you always bitchy? I believe yes is the correct ans..." before Mulder could finish his sentence she smacked him upside the head, "OUCH! I have a hang over ya know!"
"Oh gee, really? I wonder why." Scully answered, sitting down at the table now and started eating.
"I'm not really hungry..." he trailed off when she stopped chewing and slowly looked up to him, "I didn't mean to come over like this last night, I'm sorry." He apologized.
She stared at him about to tell him to leave when there was a few knocks on her door. She went confused wondering who would be seeing her at this time in the morning.
"Who is it?" She asked walking to the door.
"The mail man." Assistant Director Skinner answered.
"Shit." Scully whispered and shoved Mulder down her hall way, "Hide." She hissed as Mulder walked down to her guest room inside and slid inside as she opened the door after putting Mulder's plate of food away in her fridge, "Hello, sir, what can I do for you?"
He stared at her, observing her now and slowly crossed his arms over his chest.
"You know where Agent Mulder is?" He asked, "I've been trying to reach him and I can't seem to get an answer from him."
"No I don't sir. I haven't talked to him since I left the office when you suspended me." Scully replied with a smart ass tone.
Just as Skinner was opening his mouth to reply to Scully, they heard a crash and things toppling over in one of Scully's rooms. Skinner raised his right eyebrow slowly as Scully blinked, biting her bottom lip, feeling her self starting to shake from anger because of Mulder.
"Holy fucking shit!" Mulder screamed at the top of his lungs, "What the fuck do you have in this closet! Ouch!" Mulder continued screaming as Scully's face turned dark red watching Skinners face turn pissed.
Scully looked down, "I can explain sir..." she trailed off as he entered and walked off, taking a quick left turn down her hall way as she followed quickly behind.
Skinner kicked open her guest room door, finding Mulder laying on his stomach with Scully's things on top of him while he was slowly trying to get up on his hands and knees, in terrible pain, shoving the broom stick off of him with anger.
"What the fuck are you trying to do to me, kill me?" Mulder asked, still arched over in pain, "Is Skinman gone?" Mulder asked while sitting back and saw him standing there, furious, "Oh...I guess he's not." Mulder added, seeing Scully standing behind Skinner, looking down with her own arms crossed over her chest.
"What the fuck is going on here?" Skinner asked, looking at the two of them, "Do you two seriously want to lose your jobs? Because you're surely headed for that direction."
Mulder looked to Scully who quickly looked to Skinner, in panic.
"Sir..." Mulder was interrupted.
"I got people on my asses right now about you two..."
"Sir..."
"Don't interrupt me when I'm talking... Agent Mulder." Skinner snarled, looking at him, "Both of you are suspended, the next thing you'll get is a transfer or worse you can get fired. Which is it?"
"Sir...it wasn't Scully's fault at all." Mulder said quickly.
Skinner stared at Mulder as Scully slowly looked over to Mulder, looking sad knowing he is now covering for her job position.
"No it was my fault..."
"No it wasn't." Mulder snarled, looking to Scully, "It was my fault. I shouldn't of come over here last night, drunk."
Mulder looked to Skinner, "Don't do anything to Scully... if anything everything from the beginning is my fault. She shouldn't of gotten suspended. It was all my fault, sir." Mulder explained.
Skinner stared at Mulder.
"I'd like to see you in my office at 1:00 sharp, Mulder." Skinner demanded and looked to Scully, "As for you, I'd like to see you tomorrow morning at 8:00 am for a meeting."
Scully nodded with no expression, watching Skinner walk off and soon heard the door slam a few seconds after that.
Scully looked to Mulder who stood there now.
"Sorry about the mess...I'll clean it up. You go eat." He said, looking around his feet at the floor.
"No...you have a meeting in a few hours you need to get to. I can clean it up later." Scully replied, clearing her throat, "Mulder...you didn't have to do that...everything that has happened was both between us, we both deserve punishment...not just you..."
"You don't deserve anything on your shoulders from the Skinman." Mulder replied, "Go on, go eat, I'm going to clean up as much as I can and then leave okay."
"Mulder..."
"Please." He interrupted her.
She stayed quiet then nodded sadly and walked down to her table to finish eating alone while she listened to Mulder clean up the mess he had made. Which was also partially her fault for that incident, due to the fact she told her self months ago she would go through that closet and clean it out, but she never got around to it.
After finishing eating and cleaning up her breakfast mess, Mulder had finished cleaning the mess he had made. He entered the kitchen, looking to Scully and got her attention.
"I'll see you later, okay." He replied, "Sorry for last night and this morning. None of this would have happened if I hadn't come over like this..."
"Mulder..."
"It's true and you know it." He interrupted her, "You didn't need any of this, it's bad enough I got you suspended."
She stared at him.
"Mulder..."
He put his hand to her lips to stop her from talking. He rested his thumb over them now, cupping her chin while staring into her eyes.
"I'll call you later when I'm done with my meeting, okay; you have a good day. Go shopping or something." He said to her.
She looked down and he kissed her right cheek then walked off and left, leaving her alone.
to be continued...
Chapter Eight: Confessions
Chapter 8: Confessions
Saturday
Scully's Apartment
6:00 pm
Scully couldn't believe the mess that has come between her and Mulder the past whole week; and yesterday things became worse. Scully sat on her couch, trying to work but her mind was too clouded, to even think straight.
It was Saturday night, last she even talked to Mulder was when everything went to hell, yesterday morning. Her phone started to ring, startling Scully. She quickly grabbed it and then answered.
"Scully." She answered.
"Hey, you busy right now?" Mulder asked, nibbling on sunflower seeds while he stood in his hotel room, thinking.
"Just trying to do some work right now, but I can't think straight. Where the hell have you been?" Scully asked.
"Meet me at the motel downtown near the White House, room number 6."
"Mulder, I'm going to be followed..."
"You don't think I was followed either. I found my way out of them to catch me, I'm sure you can do the same. Just try and get here as soon as you can. Take a bus if you have too, it'll be easier to get through a crowd of people and lose those agents that Skinner has on us." Mulder explained.
Scully sighed.
"We need to talk Scully." Mulder ordered.
"Alright, alright, I'll be there as soon as I can then." Scully replied and they hung up.
She changed into some casual clothes. A t-shirt, jeans and her columbia jacket. She grabbed a few things, stashed them in her purse and headed out. Grabbed a bus and left to the hotel.
Hotel, Room #6
7:24 pm
Mulder opened his door and smiled, seeing her standing there out of breath and in return, smiled back to him.
"I got here as soon as I could." She said to him, entering as he closed the door, looking at her as she stood there while she was removing her jacket, "How long have you been here?"
"Since I got dismissed from the appointment yesterday. Nobody knows where I am right now but you." Mulder answered, "I've been ignoring Skinner's calls."
"Mulder..."
"I need to see you...I need to be with you...I'm sorry for what I've gotten us into..."
"It's not all your fault, Mulder, it's partially my fault too. Besides we were both drunk that night, I don't get why Skinner is being such a dickhead about that. We didn't even really know what we were doing together..."
"But I made it worse...we're both suspended now and we can't see each other...for who knows how long. Scully...I can't take this anymore." Mulder interrupted her, "I'm tired and sick of this government bull-shit."
She stood there, hands clasped around her waist, staring into Mulders eyes as he grabbed her hands.
"Do you love me, Scully?" Mulder asked.
Scully went speechless.
"I beg your pardon?" She asked.
"Do you love me?" He repeated the question again, "I love you, Dana...I can't believe that I'm really telling you this but the truth is, is just that. Even if we were drunk, I don't regret any second of that night we shared together. However I do wish we weren't drunk because I can't really remember some of it...but besides that...you're the most...brilliant, beautiful, fiery woman I've ever known who I can trust and can always trust..."
"Mulder..." Scully trailed off, turning red in the cheeks and shook her head, speechless from this confession.
"If you could go anywhere in the world where would it be?" Mulder asked.
"Mulder...are you kidding me..."
"Pick it." He interrupted her.
She stared into his gorgeous gentle eyes, "London." She answered.
"Come with me to London, we'll leave tomorrow night. I'll book flights and get a hotel. I have connections...I want to be with you Scully, I will be with you, whatever it takes." Mulder explained.
"Oh, Mulder." She gasped, brushing her knuckles across his left cheek and smiled, "I love you too but this isn't going to work. This won't happen."
"Would you like to take a bet?" He asked.
"Mulder..." his lips came to hers and he deepened it right away, filling it up with feeling and passion. Bringing his hand through her hair as her hand went through his, kissing him with meaning.
They stopped and looked to one another.
"So how 'bout it?" He asked.
She smiled, feeling ever so happy. Going to London with Mulder? Who wouldn't take that opportunity.
"Alright, I suppose we could make this happen. You after all are pretty brilliant yourself from what I've heard." Scully smiled, making Mulder smile back to her, "I love you, Mulder."
They shared a brief kiss then she went to the door looking at him as she had her things.
"Call me for more information. I'm gonna go home and start packing up things, okay." She said.
He nodded, standing there with his hands in his front pockets and smiled.
"Talk to you later, Scully." Mulder smiled big.
She flashed one more smile back to Mulder and departed, making her way back to home to pack her bags and fly to London with Mulder.
To Be Continued...
Chapter Nine: Lone Gunmen's Territory
Chapter 9: Lone Gunmen's Territory
Sunday Afternoon
"Boys, open up. It’s just me!" Mulder hollered, pounding on their door.
The door opened, revealing Langly, Frohike and Byers, all standing close to one another.
“Hey Mulder,” Frohike greeted him as he entered.
“Hey…”
“Where the hell have you been these days?” Langly asked, interrupting Mulder’s greetings.
“You know how long we have been worrying about you and Agent Scully?” Byers asked while Mulder whipped around, facing them.
“I know, I know, I know….” Mulder trailed off, “I’m sorry boys, and I have been a bit preoccupied at the moment while trying to get away from the Feds….” Mulder trailed off.
“Get away from Feds? You are the Feds, what have you gotten yourself into?” Frohike asked.
“Oh shush Frohike, you know damn well what I have gotten myself into…it’s my mess with Scully…I came over to her apartment the other night, drunk off my ass, and the next morning, Skinner comes along and finds me over at her apartment suspecting we slept together again, when we really didn’t.” Mulder explained.
“So what are you implying here?” Byers asked.
“That I, as well as Scully, am in deep shit with Skinman, that’s what I am implying; …Scully and I arranged to meet each other last night to talk things out.” Mulder slowly said, can’t help but to smile now.
“I don’t like the tone of your voice there, Mulder.” Frohike said.
“What’d you do?” Langly asked, “I mean, what’d you and Scully….do?”
Mulder crossed his arms over his chest, leaning against their table in the middle of the
room, staring at the three.
“I didn’t necessarily propose to her…yet….I am taking her to London. That’s why I’ve come over to talk to you boys so you know what has been happening. So don’t freak out because I am pretty sure we’ll be there longer then intended.” Mulder explained.
“What do you mean propose to her…yet?” Byers asked.
Mulder sighed and removed a black velvet ring box from his right coat pocket, opening it up and revealing a beautiful hand crafted diamond ring with a silver binding.
“I designed it myself and had it made professionally.” Mulder replied, “I’m proposing to her in London.”
The three gasped.
“You are proposing to Scully…Dude!” Langly yelled, surprised.
“You’re actually tying the knot with the hot red head?” Frohike asked.
“Settle down Frohike.” Mulder chuckled.
The three smiled big together, staring at him as he slipped the ring box back inside his coat pocket.
“You sure you know what you’re getting yourself into?” Byers asked, concerned.
“What are you so concerned about Byers? Of course he knows what the hell he’s getting himself into…this is Scully we are talking about. Mulder’s lover…”
“Langly…” Frohike interrupted Langly, swatting him in the left arm.
What? I am just implying that Scully is Mulder’s lover and Mulder is Scully’s lover…what’s wrong about that?” Langly asked as Byers entered the conversation.
“Langly, this is Mulder and Scully…
“Guys,” Mulder snapped, interrupting them.
They all stopped talking and looked to Mulder who was laughing.
“I have to go now okay; I have to finish packing and then go pick up Scully.” Mulder explained.
“Alright, you two stay out of trouble…don’t come back with ten kids now.” Langly explained, making Mulder laugh as he left their apartment, closing the door behind him with a wide smile across his face.
To be continued…
Chapter Ten: London Proposal
Random Acts for Love
Chapter 10: London Proposal
Agent Dana Scully smiled happily while she stood on the balcony outside her hotel room she and Agent Fox Mulder were renting out. She gripped the black railing gently with her soft hands looking up into the morning sky, hearing birds chirping and feeling the humid breeze brush through her hair.
Mulder stepped out onto the balcony dressed in his black sweat pants and nothing else just the way she liked it.
“Morning beautiful,” He greeted her, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her right eye temple; making her smile.
“Good morning.” She smiled.
She turned her head to the right, looking back to him as they smiled. He leaned in and kissed her lips then looked into her eyes when he pulled back.
They have been in London for the past few days now, enjoying the alone time. Scully packed almost her whole closet as did Mulder in case they stay longer then intended as Mulder had mentioned to the lone gunmen.
“Did you sleep well last night?” He asked.
“Of course I did,” She smiled, “I always sleep well with you unless you toss and turn.”
He chuckled.
She faced him now, her back pressed against the railing now as she rested her hands on his forearms, looking up and down at him.
“What are we doing here, Mulder? You don’t think it’s bad enough that Skinner suspects we’re sleeping with each other when it was an accident that we slept with each other that night…?” Scully asked.
He smirked, “Is it any of Skinner’s business to know what we’re up too?”
She stayed quiet and smiled, blushing a bit.
“I guess you are right but we do have jobs and without them what are we going to do?” Scully asked.
He shrugged, “We’ve made enough money over the years since the beginning of our careers, I think we could last. You could become a doctor if we get fired.” He added.
“You honestly think Skinner would fire us?” Scully asked, “There’s plenty of Agent’s that sleep around or are in relationships, some even married with kids…why would it be any different for us?”
He slipped his left hand through her red hair.
“Honestly, I really don’t know an answer to that question.” He replied.
She smiled and pulled him down for a hug. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders tightly, kissing her cheek.
“Shall we have some breakfast now?” He asked.
She nodded, “Breakfast sounds good right now.”
Mulder let out a sigh, pacing back and forth in the main living room area of the hotel room. Scully had gone off to do a few things before she came back for dinner and when she got back, Mulder was going to take that time and be a man.
He stared at the ring in the ring box shaking his head and rubbing his neck, nervously.
He looked to the set up table on the balcony with the candles lit and ready to go for dinner; their plates of food ordered and ready to be eaten.
He heard the door.
He almost dropped the ring box, startled by the surprise noise and quickly put the ring box back into his pocket when Scully entered.
“Mulder…are you alright?” Scully asked.
“Yeah I’m fine, dinner a waits.” He answered.
She smiled and the two sat down and started to eat.
“This is nice, what’s the special occasion?” Scully asked.
He shrugged, “Just thought I should treat my beautiful woman with a nice dinner.” He smiled.
She smiled looking down as she took a bite of food.
Next they finished eating and had room service come pick up their things. After room service cleaned up their things Mulder and Scully were lying next to one another on the bed kissing gently and passionately.
Mulder hovered on top of her, deepening their kiss as her hands came up under his shirt then removed it with him.
They locked lips again, increasing their speed when Mulder quickly stopped.
“What?” Scully asked.
“Are you sure we should do this?” He asked.
“Yes, I’m sure…I love you.” She replied, “I know last time we made love it was a mistake because we were both drunk that night but…” She trailed off, feeling his chest, “I want to experience it again with you when I’m sober.”
He smiled; locking lips with her then pulled apart again, sitting up.
“What is it now?” Scully asked.
“Nothing,” He replied standing up off the bed.
She sat up, looking up and down at him as he removed a small black velvet box from his left jean pocket.
Scully went speechless; her jaw dropped a bit and stared at him.
“I ah…I was wondering.” He smiled now, “Will you marry me, Scully?” He asked after dropping down on one knee with the ring box opened, presenting her the beautiful diamond ring.
She put her right hand over her mouth still speechless and in shock.
“Mulder…” She trailed off, “Is this why you brought me to London?”
He shrugged, “Slightly and just to get away and be alone with you.”
She smiled, clasping her hands together that rested in her lap, “Oh Mulder…” She trailed off as tears started to fall down her cheeks, “Come here.”
He crawled back onto the bed and they locked lips passionately then they looked to one another.
“So is that a yes?” He asked as his heart was pounding.
She smiled resting her hand on his chest.
“Of course it’s a yes.” She answered, “Yes, I will marry you…” She trailed off with a slight laugh and they hugged tightly, “I love you.”
“I love you too.” He smiled big.
He slid the ring onto her finger.
“How’s it fit?” He asked.
“Perfectly,” She answered as he smiled and kissed her again, putting the box on the night stand now.
He lowered her down, climbing back on top of her as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, kissing him hard.
To be continued…