From: PulledAScully@aol.com Date: Thu, 27 Jan 2000 21:33:02 EST Subject: *NEW* "Alphabet Soup"--A Source: direct Title: "Alphabet Soup"--A Author: Angel-Wings Gaskins Rating: PG Cater.: VR Keywords: MSR, Scully & Mulder POVs Spoilers: Nope Summary: A stands for... Archive: Please! Just email me with a link Feedback: :::Beg::: PulledAScully@aol.com Disclaimer: Not mine, thoughts are, though. Notes: My muse yelled at me last night about this. So, this week I'll being doing sequels, this story, and my WIPs. I'd like to know what you think ;o) "Alphabet Soup" part A by Angel-Wings Gaskins Adorable. Scully is just... well, she's just adorable. Not like a little puppy adorable, but like adorable in that she is completely irresistable, and you just can't help but want to touch her, much like a puppy, just *very* different touching. What else is Scully... hmm... Why is 'A' such a hard letter?! Ok, I got it, ambitious. I saw that the first time she waltzed into my office, ready to fight crime and lock up the wrong-doers. I like to think part of that in her still exists, just maybe it's morphosized to a different form. Always there. I know, two words, but it has to come in some where. Anyway, my Scully is always there when I need her. She's my shoulder to cry on, my light in the storm. My touchstone, my constant. She's my Scully. Affirming. She is, really. If I'm right, she affirms that with her science. If I'm wrong, well, she affirms that too. Those affirmations have saved me a million times over, and I don't know where I'd be without them. Most likely dead. 'A' is such a deprived letter. It needs more adjectives. Like... I dunno, but something very passionate... something Scully. Wait, wait, I know... Anatomy. And my, my, my, does Scully have anatomy. She's perfectly rounded, beautiful from head to toe. She's gorgeous and all I could ever want in a woman. Angel. Why did it take me so long to think of that one? She's my angel, my wings. When life offers no hope or any reason to continue my existence, Scully's there to detach me from that pain, always there to save me. She's brought me back from death more times than I can count, while preventing me from ever having to go that far. Scully's my savior, my faith. She's my angel, and I can't help but smile at that thought. Allowing. Wait, no, I take that back. Exactly the opposite in fact. Scully allows none of my bullshit and makes sure I know that day in and day out. She won't let me stray out into some crazy theory, but keeps me grounded. Allowing, no Scully, you are *not* allowing. But, you're still my angel. **** Arrogant. Yep, Fox William 'Spooky' Mulder is arrogant as hell. If it wasn't for me standing beside him with an air pump his head would explode from over-inflation. It's dimmed a bit over the years, but it's definitely there. Asshole. Oh, yeah, Mulder can be quite an ass sometimes. He constantly ditches me, only to return and act as if it's nothing, expecting me to do the same. And then there's the girls I've dubbed 'Mulder-chicks', like Phoebe Green, Bambi Barenbaum, Diana Fowley, and Detective White. I'm sure there's more in there, but he's still an asshole from time to time. I'm not trying to be mean, just fulfilling the alphabetical requirements. American. Mulder can be the weirdest, oddest person out there, but he's so characteristically American it's not funny. He's got the arrogance, first of all. There's his diet. All that artery-clogging food is going to catch up on him sooner or later. The haircut, a perfect American style. Mulder is just... American. Analytical. This is actually a good trait to have in our line of work. He grabs every minute detail, copying it to his perfect photographic memory, jogging it later to use against some killer or psycho. His analytical side helps me more than you could imagine as well. Mulder remembers every little detail, including my likes, dislikes, pet-peaves, even stimuli to make me laugh or cause a reaction. He's so sweet and I love him for it, because it's nice to know that there's a place in that mind reserved solely for me. I've said so many not-so-nice things, but they are true, and my Mulder is a complex person, I wouldn't expect anything less. After. How could it possibly exlpain Mulder? But the more I think about it, it does. He changed so much after she was taken. I doubt, no I know, he'll never be the same. After that his father beat him while his mother drowned herself in emotional instability, ignoring the needs of her son. After a part of him was scarred for life, ruined beyond belief. After Samantha disappeared he started spending his whole life searching for that younger sister, that missing part of him that he hopes can only be restored when he finds her. So much has happened after, his mind has logged into constant memory, haunting him for a lifetime. Alluring. Oh my God, is he ever. He's like a beacon I'm drawn to, with those passion-filled eyes and that subtle smile. Mulder is *definitely* alluring. Bringing me to my next point... Aphrodisiac. He is. With just an unconcious lick of his lips or that hand on my back, it just melts me away into a milky puddle at his feet. Every time he smiles or throws me a silly grin I can't help but go weak at the knees. It's only natural. Alive. I am so proud to say that. My Mulder is alive and well, living life searching in this endless pursuit of the Truth, but living it to the fullest. After all this time, I really expected one of us to be gone. But every time he looks at me and I'm reminded of the good fortune I have. My Mulder is alive. ****THE END, until B**** Good? Bad? Ugly?? I'd like to know!! ~*~Angel~*~ PulledAScully@aol.com http://members.aol.com/pulledascully/fanfiction.htm