From: snara@ozemail.com.au Date: Sun, 16 Mar 1997 23:01:17 +1100 (EST) Subject: Betraying Words 1/1 by sara DISCLAIMER: - Mulder, Scully. Fox, 1013, CC. Not mine. AUTHORS NOTE: - The idea for this came to me during my English exam. My teacher was not impressed with a one and a half page MSR draft, written on the back pages of the good copy of my essay. But I got an A so... Ummm, do whatever you like with this story... print it and burn it for all I care. I'm obviously not too proud of this particular *masterpiece* :-) I love e-mail so send me all comments. Good and bad, I reply to all. snara@ozemail.com.au RATING: - Hmmm? SR .PG-13 to R, depending on your sensibilities. This story contains a short really messed up sex scene. THANKS: - to Alicia for proofreading SPOILERS: - Minor ones for Gender Bender, and Tooms. SUMMARY: - MSR. Scully is upset at Mulder because of something he said. *********************************************** 'Betraying Words' by sara (snara@ozemail.com.au) "Hi! This is Dana Scully. I'm not in right now but leave a message and I'll get back to you.... If you're Fox Mulder I don't want to talk to you..." BEEEEP! Mulder stared at the phone in his hand. Scully must have changed the message as soon as she'd gotten home. "Scully? I'm sorry. Really I am... Come on Scully I know you're there.... Dammit Scully you didn't let me explain... Scully?.....I'm coming over!" he slammed down the phone, grabbed his coat and his car keys and ran out the door. Arriving at Scully's place, he noted that there was a lamp on in her bedroom. He knocked at her front door, but there was no answer. He got out his key and opened the door. Upon entering the apartment he noticed that her work clothes were strewn in a line leading to her bedroom. Picking up the clothes as he went, Mulder headed towards her bedroom, expecting to see her writing up the case report, reading, and very angry at him. But what he saw as he walked into her room shocked him. Scully was curled up in a ball on her bed, a sheet drawn up around her waist, she was clutching an old, ragged teddy bear to her --it's fur was wet from her recent tears. She was asleep. His heart constricted painfully as he approached the bed. He sat down next to her and pushed a strand of her soft auburn hair back from her face. Scully shifted restlessly, and one of her hands slipped into his before her had time to pull it away. Thier fingures entwined, he watched her sleep. "I'm so sorry I hurt you Scully" Mulder whispered softly and bent to kiss her forehead. Pulling back he found himself looking into her clear, blue eyes. Hurt reflected in them, suddenly Scully uncurled herself and pushed him back onto hte bed, rolling on top of him effectively pinning him down. "If you didn't mean it, then why did you say it Mulder?" she asked softly, but angrily. Mulder looked up at her, only then realising that she had her pajama top on, and very little else. He gulped. "I was angry Scully" he explained "So was I, but I didn't say anything like...*that*." Mulder struggled to get free but scully used all her strength to keep him pinned beneath her. "I'm sorry! What else do you want?" he asked staring up at her. Scully frowned in confusion, not really knowing what she wanted. "I...I don't know" she whispered. Mulder took the chance to roll her over so that he was on top, pinning her down. She put up a feeble struggle, then gave in, staring up at him. "I am sorry Scully. Honest" he repeated. She didn't move, her gaze shifted around the room, staring blankly. Then settled to focus on him. "It's true though isn't it? It's what everyone is saying? Dana Scully the Ice Queen?" Mulder went to say something, but she continued "I just never thought that you'd say it too Mulder. I thought we knew each other better than that" her voice was quiet, almost a whisper. She turned her head away from him. "Scully? I was angry. And upset. I don't like to be laughed at, and those officers thought that my theories were hilarious. I wanted to hurt someone as much as I was hurting. I'm sorry that it was you... Scully look at me. Scully? Mulder used a hand to grab his partners face and forced her to look at him "I swear Scully, I swear on my sister's life... I, did, not, mean,it" Her eyes widened, then filled with tears. "It hurt Mulder. I can take it from everyone else, but not you... not you." Scully's eyes were bright with unshed tears. Mulder looked down at her, his head suddenly felt very heavy, and he dropped it just a little. "I'm sorry" his breath brushed her lips. "I know you are, but you hurt me Mulder" he lips brushed his as she spoke. "I'm sorry Scully. I didn't mean...I...God you are so beautiful." He kissed her gently, testing her reaction before running his tongue along her full bottom lip, seeking entrance that was instantly granted. He plundered her mouth as his hands quickly disposed of her satin night shirt, undoing the buttons quickly then drawing it from her shoulders and letting it fall in a floating heap to the floor. Gasping he wrenched his mouth away from hers to trail his lips down over her throat then further still to flick his tongue at first one, then the other taut nipple. Her hands frantically pushed and pulled at his clothes until he lay naked on top of her. He dropped a hand to between her legs, she thrust up against him. Drawing his hand away he thrust into her, she cried out but urged him on when he stopped. The pace grew faster, more frenzied as it brought them both closer to the edge. He felt her tighten an convulse around him, hearing her scream out his name. He came moments later. After, they lay in each others arms. Exhausted, both fell into a deep, peaceful sleep. The sun streaming through the window woke Mulder. He went to move, but felt a warm body wrapped in his arms. Their legs were entwined, her head resting on his chest. He shook her gently. "Scully? Wakey-Wakey rise and shine" he said softly. Sculy mumbled something incoherently, and shifted against him. He shook her again. "Scully? C'mon" "If you loved me, you'd get me breakfast in bed" she mumbled, and he could tell that she was still half asleep and probably didn't realise was she had just said. He considered it though. Did he love her? Well..yes he did, but like *that*? He thought long and hard. Dana Scully didn't hop into bed with just anyone. But she was angry and upset. And what about that Brother Andrew? No, she was influenced. Drugs or something. Pheremones! She must feel something for him right? Or *was* she just angry and upset? Mulder got out of bed, put on his boxer shorts, and went to make Scully breakefast. When he came back she was sitting up clutching the sheet to her breasts, staring out of the window. Scully looked up at him as he set the tray down, and smiled. "Does this mean what I think it does?" she asked picking up the iced tea. "I didn't think that you'd remember" he told her, shrugging. Scully smiled, but Mulder turned serious. "Why did you do it Scully? Why did you let me make love to you?" Mulder asked. He had to know. Scully sighed and put her toast down. She laid a hand on his bare knee. He flinched slightly, afraid of her answer. "At fisrt I was angry and upset Mulder" His heart sank "I also thought that it would show you that I'm not the Ice Queen that you think I am-" "Scully I said I was sorry. I didn't mean it" she held up her hand. "You didn't let me finish Mulder. That's what I *thought*. What I felt... what I *am* feeling is love...I love you Mulder. And that's why I slept with you" He gaped at her. "You do? You love me?" "Yes. I don't know when or how it happened. But it did; do you want me to transfer out of the X-Files?" Scully looked up at him, her eyes wide letting him see her fear and apprehension. Her question stunned him. Transfer out of the X-Files? He would never let her do that. EVER! He loved her. Really loved her, more than anyone else, more than he'd ever thought possible...but maybe he hadn't been clear enough. He removed the tray from the bed, setting it down on the floor, then turned back to Scully. Mulder's hazel eys caught and held her azure blue ones. He reached slowly for her hand drawing her to him. "Mulder?" Scully's voice was soft, hesitant. "I love you Dana Scully, mor that you'll ever know... more that I thought was ever possible. I have always loved you" and he kissed her long and deep. She moaned softly, drawing him down on top of her. But he pulled away, smiling at her look of frustration. "We've got to go to work today Scully" Mulder looked at her clock "SHIT! 45 minutes to get there!" he sprung from the bed, throwing his clothes on in a hurry. Turning back to the bed he found Scully laughing at him. "What?" he asked indignantly, but Scully only laughed harder. Finally she managed to gasp "It's Saturday Mulder!" tears streamed down her face. Mulder stood waiting for her to calm down, a small delighted smile on his face as her care free laughter filled the room. His smile slowly faded as Scully raised her eyes to meet his in a seductive, heart- stopping glare. He gulped as she crwled towards him along the bed. Stopping must in front of him she reached up to grab his tie, pulling on it she drew him down to just an inch from her lips. "You seem to be a little over dressed for the occasion Agent Mulder, someone needs to show you how to loosen up a bit" Scully whisepered huskily in his ear. "And I'm just the person to do that" and she proceeded to show him just how she could help him to loosen up. Please let me know if you liked it...anybody?!?! sara 'The only thing paranormal in my life is the normalcy of all the other people'