Not only did Scully not trust this woman as far as work was concerned, but the fact that, that woman had been in an intimate relationship with Fox Mulder his name, of course, an accurate description Well, it simply made her blood boil. And Mulder the bastard had full faith in her. 

     Oh, Diana was bad news and Scully knew it. Hell it was probable that the only fucking reason that that bitch was back in the US was to fuck Mulder, fuck up his lifes work, and leave him heart broken like the last time she was here. God, that woman made her want to grrr Scully just wanted to SNAP!

     "Agent Scully?" She was brought out of her thoughts by the voice of Assistant Director Skinner as it drifted across the table. Suddenly all twelve pairs of eyes from around the table were on her.

     "What?" she squeaked.

     Skinner motioned with his eyes down to her hands. Her gaze followed and in each hand she had piece of a broken pencil. Oh God here they were in a meeting and Scully was breaking pencils out of anger When what she really wanted to do was break Dianas neck Although considering the situation, she just wish she could die. Her entire face turned Crimson and her face turned down.

     "Sorry," she mumble.

     "Anyways, as I was saying" Again the voices in the room were drowned out by her thoughts. Oh God, I am so going to get yelled at after the meeting.

     Psst!

     Scully looked up to see Mulder looking at her. "What?" she mouthed to him. He flung his wrist gently and a folded up note landed in front of Scully. She gave him the eyebrow and he nodded. She opened it and sprawled inside was a little note from Mulder.

     Whats up? What was that all about?

     She picked up a pen and wrote back

     I dont want to talk about it.

     Why not?

     Forget it. And stop it youre going to get us in trouble.

     Is it the meeting?

     Mulder drop it.

     I'm about ready to kill Spender. The weasel.

     I just don't want to be here And well you know how I feel about Diana I hate having her so close to me.

     Oh come on Scully. Don't start with that again.

     See thats why I told you to forget it. I knew you wouldn't understand.

     I understand now why you're uncomfortable. What I don't understand is why you can't stand her.

     Scully stood up from the table. "Excuse me. I think I'm going to step outside."

     "Agent Scully, you can't just leave," said A.D. Kersh.

     "With all due respect, Sir, I feel ill and I'm going home. Agent Mulder can finish taking my notes." 

    Before anyone else could protest, she grabbed her purse and left out the double doors

***

Dana Scully's Apartment
Georgetown, Virginia
Wednesday 8:30PM

     Sitting on her couch and eating some grilled chicken and veggies, Scully got a phone call in her apartment. She reached over the couch and answered it.
"Hello?"

     "Scully, weve got to talk," came Mulders voice through the earpiece. It was obvious that he was in the car, the sounds of traffic and the bad reception were a give away.

     "Who's with you?" she asked after hearing a voice in the backdrop.

     He sighed, "Diana."

     "There's nothing to talk about, Mulder."

     "I want to know about your outburst today"

     "I said I don't want to talk about it and especially not with that woman in the car"

     "Damn it, Scully."

     "Bye, Mulder," she said as she hung up the phone. She continued eating her food and her attention went back to the movie before her.

     A commercial came on and she took the opportunity to take her plate into the kitchen. Why the hell was he with her? And where the hell were they headed? She leaned in front of the sink her palms placed on either side of the basin. Her head bent forward and her mind floated away. There was a knock on the door.

     "Who's there?" she called from the kitchen.

     "Scully, it's me. Open up."

     "Go away, Mulder."

     She didn't move. Not even when she heard the key in the lock. She didn't flinch. Not even as the door opened and Mulder stepped inside. She didn't breathe. Not even when he grabbed her shoulder.

     "Scully. What's wrong?"

     "Nothing. I'm fine."

     He lifted her chin and swiped the tears off her face. "Nothing? Then what's..."

    "What the hell is she doing here?"

     When Mulder raised her chin, Scully could see over his shoulder. Diana stood in her foyer. Mulder looked back and sighed. "We came to see you We've got to talk about the X-files."

     "Mulder, we're off the X-files"

     "We got them back... but"

     "But?"

     "Spender and Diana are still working on them too."

     "Mulder, I'm not There's no room down there for four of us." Scully was getting frustrated and tears began filling her eyes.

     "Scully. We got the X-files back."

     "I heard you and I said there's no room."

     "Scully, it doesn't matter."

     "Why do we have to share?... I mean, we had the X-files first. It's our..."

     "Actually, Dana The X-files were originally mine and Fox's," interjected Diana.

     "Right, and then you left. Do you still claim everything you left as yours?... Is Mulder still yours? Or do you think you can give another woman a shot with him?"

    "What other woman, Dana? Is there someone you know that likes Fox?"
Scully's eyes filled with tears and she rushed to her room.

   "Scully," Mulder called after her.

   "Get her out of my apartment, Mulder," she said slamming her bedroom door.

    Scully dove into her bed her face against her pillow and she wept. She sobbed uncontrollably. Her anger and frustration leaked out into the pillow.
She felt the bed dip and felt a body encircle hers. "She's gone," he said.

     Mulder's chin rested on her shoulder and his cheek pressed against hers. He sighed heavily and released her body so that her could brush her hair away from her face and turn it up. Her face exposed, he caressed her cheeks. He leaned down close and brushed his lips against hers. She sucked in a sharp breath and he kissed her more firmly.

     "Mulder?"

     "Shhh. Well talk later," he whispered against her mouth. His lips coaxing her mouth open and when they were his tongue slipped in to meet hers.
She closed her eyes and moaned, rolling onto her back, she cupped his face, and dragged him with her. He placed his palms on either side of her to support himself as he climbed into her bed, hovering above her. He took one of his hands and motioned for her to part her thighs so that he could rest in between them. She did and he lay against her body, chest to chest, belly to belly, and hips firmly in place.

     She moaned and whimpered a little feeling him hard and hot against her. He began to nip and nuzzle her throat lavishing her skin with nibbles and kisses. She had no idea why this was happening and why now, but she knew that it felt really good and that she wasn't about to stop him. Like he said, they'd talk later.

     Scully tangle her fingers in his hair eager to taste his mouth again It was salty and yet so sweet Hot and wet. She pulled him up and his mouth crashed against hers again. Their tongues glided together in synchrony. He knew where and how to kiss her; the right speed, the right force just perfect.
He started sliding his palm down against her body. Lightly squeezing her left breast before continuing his trip south. When his hand reached her belly, he pulled his lips away from hers and pressed his cheek against hers. He wanted to hear her every breath and sound as he touched her. He gently bit at the point of her jaw just beneath the ear as he rubbed a single digit, his index finger, against the crotch of her sweat pants. She whimpered and shifted her hips to enhance the sweet contact.

     Seeing that she wanted more he kissed her tenderly on the cheek before making another trip down. This time he used his entire face, dragging his nose against her body. Her body writhed beneath his touch and her breaths came out in quick little puffs. Reaching his goal, he bit her through the thick cotton material and she let out a sharp little cry. He hooked his thumbs in the elastic of her pants and underwear and dragged them both down collectively. Mulder slipped her feet out of the leg holes and then kissed each of her ankles.
As he lavished attention to each of her ankles, he caught her gaze with his own. Her breathing was ragged and her fingers where gripping her comforter tightly with all her anticipation. Would he do it? Would he take her into his mouth? Was he that kind of lover? If the damn little sunflower seeds were any indication, then yes he would. Oh shit. He unlocked his eyes from hers as he concentrated on trailing a path with his tongue from her ankle to her knee, where he paused. He looked up at her again and saw that her breathing had become more ragged and her knuckles were white with how tightly she gripped on to her covers.

     He gave her an assuring smile before continuing his path up her thigh. Upon reaching her inner thighs he quickly and affectionately kissed each one. Then he made contact. She gasped and watched him hook her left leg over his shoulder as he continued his ministrations. He was firm in his strokes, but not rough. His laps where complete from one end to another, slowly dragging his tongue against her most intimate parts. He decided that he wanted to have a little fun with her button, but he didnt want to leave the rest of her without some kind of attention, and so he plunged a finger into her. In and out, gently at first, but more firmly as he increased the speed and pressure that his tongue had set against her clit. Sucking, biting, licking, over and over, round and round he went; making her squirm and moan with each passing. Suddenly she stilled and clutched one hand against the top of his head while the other gripped at his shoulder.

     "Oh God, Mulder," she cried, shuddering against his tongue and mouth. Her walls contracting against his finger as her orgasm over took her.
He withdrew slowly and crawled back up to her. He kissed her ear and nuzzled his cheek against hers. "Was that ok?" he whisper.

     "Definitely," she said.

     "Good," he added before kissing her lips again, this time more slowly and leisurely. His body wanted to be a little rougher, it was his turn to claim his release, but he knew he couldn't until she over came her own. He sat back on his knees and started to remove his dress shirt.

     Now was the first time that she noticed he had been wearing the same clothes from work. His tie and jacket had however had long been discarded. And she didn't remember him sporting that massive erection in his pants. That was something you couldnt miss. While he worked on his shirt buttons, she worked on his pant buttons. He groaned feeling her touch his sex. She fixed her eyes on his and they quickly removed the rest of his clothes.

      "Sit up," he demanded gently. She complied and they pulled off her t-shirt. It was no surprise to him when he saw that there was no bra beneath her shirt. He noticed that when he walked through the door. She blushed when she caught him staring at her now fully exposed breasts.

     "I know there not," she began.

     "They're perfect... Not too big and not too small. I sure as hell dont like more than a handful," he said giving her a smile. He gently cupped her breasts in his hands and indeed they were a handful, and Mulders hands were pretty big. Feeling thrilled that Mulder liked her chest she felt better and relaxed. He leaned down again to kiss her and they lay down flat.

     "I owe you a blowjob," she said when she reached between them and stroked him.

     "Maybe some other time... I just really want to fuck you right now."

     "Oh you're a blunt man, Mr. Mulder," she teased.

     "Always," he confirmed with a grin.

     "Mmm... well then fuck me."

     "Ooh, yeah... Talk dirty to me, Scully."

     She chuckled, "Hey, you started it."

     He caught her lips in his mouth again and then placed himself at her entrance. "Fast or Slow?" he asked.

     "I don't care... I guess slow until I adjust. I don't have the most active sex life... And youre a big man."

     He blushed. Fox Mulder actually blushed. Oh-p and then he grinned. One of those *split-my-face-in-half* grins. "I'm not..."

     "Shut up. You know you are," she chuckled.
"OK. Slow and then?"
"Mulder. Shut up, and get on with it."
"Get on with what?" he teased as he rubbed his shaft against her.
"Oh my God"
"Say it."
"Arg"
"Say it."
"Fuck. Me."
"Ok," he said. He captured her lips once again against his and then thrust into her. She gasped loudly and he exhaled roughly. "This is going to be fun," he whispered.
"It has been so far," she said breathlessly, stroking his hair.
He started stretching her carefully. She was really tight around him and theyd both lose it too quickly if it wasnt done right. After several long stokes and seeing that her muscles had adjusted somewhat to him, he asked, "Harder?"
"Mmm yeah," she moaned.
"OK," he whispered. He kissed her again this time longer. He had already become addicted to her lips. Full and rosy red, tasting sweet and hot. He thrust roughly into her matching the movement with his tongue.
She groaned and he began to grunt thrusting harder and faster into her. Sweat sheeted both of their bodies. Hot skin moving against hot skin and slipping together. Sweat trickled down Mulder back cascading in between his shoulder blades. Scully dug her nails into his shoulders and on one of his thrusts she scraped her nails along his back crying out in ecstasy as her second orgasm overtook her.
The burning in his back and hard tight clamping of her inner muscles had sent Mulder over the edge right behind her. He collapsed on top of her. Both of the panted and shivered from their release.
     "That was amazing," he puffed out.

     "Oh yeah... Definitely," she nodded.

      They both pulled out the covers and cuddled underneath them. She pressed against his side, her leg draped over his shoulder and her hand across his abdomen. He had his arm across her shoulder pulling her snugly against him. He stroked her mussed hair and kissed the top of her head. 

     "Mulder?" she whispered.

     "Yeah?" 

     She looked up at him and simply asked, "Why?"

     "Because... I love you and I've always wanted to make love to you."
She quickly raised herself and looked into his eyes a smile spread across her face. "You love me?"

     "No... I'm in love with you... I always have been."

     "Me too... I'm in love with you too."
He grinned. "Really?" 

     "Yeah. Why else would I have slept with you with out asking questions?"

     "I don't know... Maybe for comfort... To assure you that Diana is no threat."

     She lay back against his chest and sighed heavily. She placed her palm on his chest and stayed silent for a moment collecting her thoughts. "I thought you still had something with her I was jealous... I am."

     "Hey," he said, raising her chin. "You don't have to be... She means nothing to me now... I thought I was in love with her when we were together until I met you and I realized that I had never been in love but that I am now."

     "But if she means nothing then why do you always support and defend her?"

     "Because I owe it to her... I still feel for her, but as a friend. She never wronged me, Dana. And until she does, I will always give her the benefit of the doubt. The only thing I was upset about was when she left me to go to Europe...She was never a good lover or girlfriend. But she was a good friend and partner. She was all I had at the time."

     "Oh I'm sorry... I just... I don't know... I don't feel comfortable with her... I just... It's weird, Mulder" She said. She raised her face to meet his again.

     "I know but now I have you and youre more important to me Believe me. She's no threat I love you, Scully, with all my heart and so much more," he whispered caressing her cheek with his thumb.

     "I believe you, but I still think she's a bitch." She smiled and kissed him. He laughed and kissed her back.


The End