From: Xenith <xenitha@yahoo.com>
Date: Sun, 31 Oct 1999 20:02:50 -0800 (PST)
Subject: After Dark (1 of 1)
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Title: After Dark(1 of 1)

Author:  Xenith

Disclaimer: The X-files belong to Chris Carter
and 1013 Productions, not me. I'm only
borrowing the characters for now.  I'll put them
back when I'm done.

Rating: R

Category: V MSR

Spoilers: None

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Summary: Part of the "Chicken Soup" series,
of which "Just a Cold", "Chicken Soup","Misery
Loves Company" and "All in a Mother's Job
Description" are part. After some meditation
(and begging e-mails from readers) I've
decided that this series takes place in the
Abattoir universe, post Mustang.  If you haven't
read the series, you should!  But it isn't
necessary to understand these little vignettes.

AFTER DARK

The Scully Residence
Late

"Ow!  Mulder, that hurts!"

"What's wrong, Scully?"

"Your elbow is in my ear.  Please put it
somewhere else."

"Sorry.  Is that better?"

"No.  Now it's digging into my ribs.  Whose
idea was this, to sleep in *my* bed and not
yours?"

"Well, yeah, it was mine.  But you've got to
admit it's cozy in here. "

"That's one word for it.  Mulder, this little twin
bed was meant for a ten year old child, not two
grown adults.  Ow!"

"Elbow?"

"No, knee.  Just under my right breast.
Yeah...that's better."

"Uh, Scully, could you put your foot...UH
NO..not there.  God you've got cold toes....Like
I said, this is..um..romantic."

"Romantic.  Right.  Here in the remains of my
childhood, surrounded by my doll collection,
some old teenaged posters and three
swimming medals."

"They're very *nice* swimming medals. 
Besides, haven't you ever dreamed of making
love in your childhood bedroom, in your
formerly virginal bed?"

"No.  Been there.  Done that."

(silence)

"It was a long time ago, Mulder."

"Do tell....So when did this happen and with
whom?"

"I was 25 years old and Mom & Dad were
taking a European vacation that summer.  Billy
and Charlie were both in the service and Missy
was somewhere in California, so I got elected
house sitter while they were gone.  I, uh,
invited my boyfriend to come over one evening
and, well, things..."

"Got out of hand?  So you did it here? In this
bed?"

"We tried to...um...the bedframe broke and we
knocked a hole in the wall."

(more silence)

"Mulder?  Mulder, I can hear you giggling. 
Stop that!"

"Why, Dana Katherine Scully, I never knew
you liked it that rough!"

"It was an *old* bed, Mulder.  I'd had it since I
was a toddler.  Anyway, the wood split and we
had to quietly replace the bedframe with
another one that looked pretty close to the
original.  Fortunately it wasn't hard to find
another colonial bed.  And then we patched
the wall and I told my parents that I'd decided
to repaint the room, make it look nicer."

"Your mom didn't believe *that* did she?"

"Of course she did.  Anyway, Ted and I broke
up soon after that."

"So, Scully, how about we test this bed to see
how sturdy it is?"

"Mulder, Mom's room is directly downstairs
from this one.  No!"

"Are you afraid she'll know what we're doing?"

"No!...Yes!  Haven't you seen the predatory
glances she's been giving you?  She's sizing
you up as a prospective son-in-law.  I don't
want to encourage her!"

"And why not?  Don't you think I'd score well
on her son-in-law-o-meter?  I wonder if the
springs squeak?"

(squeek--squawk, squeek-squawk...)

"Mulder--stop that!  She'll hear!"

(low groaning in a male voice)

"Mulder--quit it!  You stop that!" (laughing) 
"You jerk!"

"Don't you think she expects this?  And you
never answered my question."

"If you'll stop bouncing I'll answer....Yes, I think
she scores you pretty highly.  She made
chicken and dumplings for dinner tonight.  She
only does that for people she likes.  Besides,
what's not to approve?  You're smart, you're
cute..."

"Even my nose?"

"Especially your nose.  At least you *have* a
nose.  Mine is just a little bump on my face."

"I like your nose.  And some other bumps you
have on your body, too."

(silence with heavy breathing)

"Mulder?  Can we move to the big bed now? 
These springs squeak too much.  And I want to
be able to make some noise."

"First tell me the truth.  Am I as good as Ted
was?"

"Let's find out.  But we'll try it in your bed.  You
can't break that.  It's made of brass."


Downstairs

Maggie Scully looks up from the magazine
she's reading, hearing footsteps overhead and
barely muffled giggling.  She smiles quietly
and turns the page.






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