Date sent:        Mon, 23 Jun 1997 05:26:38 -0700
From:             Connie Kermoian <ckermoia@rusd.k12.ca.us>
Subject:          Catching Mulder's Eye


Catching Mulder's Eye

You've been working at your new Receptionist position at the FBI Headquarters for 
three months.....and the only people who have been the slightest bit friendly are the 
two agents that head towards the basement every morning.  What were their names?  
Sculder and Mully?  No, that can't be right.  Mulder and Scully?  Yes, that's it!  Mulder 
and Scully....but which one is which?  You decide that the next time one of them walks 
by, you will strike up a conversation and find out their names.

The next morning, you see the male agent approaching the lobby.  As he nears your 
desk you are mesmerized by how good looking he is and you almost don't notice that 
he glances your way and gives you a slight smile and a nod.  That's all the 
encouragement you need.

"Excuse me!  Agent Scully?"

His stride slows and he turns to face you while walking backwards.

"Pardon me?" he says.

"You are Agent Scully, right?"

He smiles and walks towards you.

"No, I'm Agent Mulder."

He is so good looking that you don't hear what he said.  He stands there, looking at 
you, waiting for a response.

"I said, I'm Agent Mulder."  (Oh no, you feel like such a dope.  How on earth do you get 
yourself out of this with some dignity?)

"I'm terribly sorry Mr. Mul, uh, Agent Mulder.  I'm sure you know that I'm new here 
and I'm still having a hard time learning everyone's name."

He smiles again and with an obvious twinkle in his eye he says, "It's all right.  Just 
remember that Agent Scully is the short one!"

That said, he turns and walks away....you sit there watching him disappear down the 
staircase.  You find yourself wishing he had stayed at your desk a little longer.  "You're 
dreaming, girl" you tell yourself, "He'd never be interested in you."

You hear the large door to the lobby open and see Agent Scully approaching your 
desk.  "Well at least I can address her correctly" you think to yourself.

"Good morning, Agent Scully."

Scully looks at you, ever so slightly puzzled....she is wondering how you knew who she 
was....and you immediately add, "Agent Mulder told me who you were."

"I see." she says.  "Am I correct in assuming that Agent Mulder is already on the 
premises?"

"Yes, mam, he is."  (Gee, why does she make you feel like a little kid?"

"Good.  Agent Mulder and I will be out of the office most of the day. I am expecting a 
call from Agent Kerr.  Please be sure you get a number where she can be reached."  As 
she walks away from your desk, you wonder if she ever smiles.....

About 10 minutes later, you are desperately trying to keep up with the sudden influx 
of calls.....you notice Agents Scully and Mulder approaching the lobby.  As they pass 
your desk, they both look at you and nod.  "Well, at least they are both acknowledging 
my existence" you think to yourself.

During the next few weeks, the morning scene varies little.  Either Agent Scully arrives 
first and greets you; Agent Mulder runs in as you are getting ready to leave.  Some 
days, Agent Mulder arrives at the same time you do.  You try to engage him in some 
form of friendly conversation but he politely answers your questions and offers 
nothing more.  You make up your mind to stop hoping you can get him interested in 
you.  Who wants an FBI agent anyway?

Seasons change and although you love the winter months, the fierce cold seems to go 
right through you and you end up getting the flu.  Unfortunately, you miss a week of 
work.  Having rested all week, (what else was there to do?) you feel fine on Monday 
morning and make the effort to arrive at work a bit early.
The night receptionist has left several messages on your desk even though none of 
them are for you.  You frown as you place them in their appropriate slots.

"Hey, you're back!"

You turn around and see Agent Mulder smiling at you.  Wow...you had forgotten how 
cute he was and now you can't think of anything to say.

"So how are you feeling? Better, I hope?  You look well."

"Fine, Sir....Yes, Sir....Thank you, Sir."

"Sir??"

"Thank you, Agent Mulder."

He stands there looking at you and you begin to fidget, wishing the phone would ring 
and rescue you from his gaze.

Quietly he says, "It's nice to have you back....yours is the only smiling face around 
here."

You can't help but break out in a big smile....maybe he's noticed you after all.

A phone rings.  You reach for your phone but realize that no lights are blinking. It is 
then you realize that Agent Mulder's cell phone is ringing. He excuses himself to 
answer his phone.  While he is talking,  he slowly walks away from your desk but 
remains in the lobby.  The door opens and a delivery person is walking towards you 
with a beautiful bouquet of flowers.

"Hi!  I'm looking for..."  He turns the bouquet and shows you the card.

"They're mine!" you exclaim.  You excitedly sign for the flowers and tear open the 
card....they are from an old friend on the West coast.  You had spoken to her while you 
were out sick...one of those long three hour girl-talk phone calls and you told her all 
about Agent Mulder.  Your friend had suggested that you do something to make 
Mulder notice you.  You giggle as you recall the conversation, then tuck the card into 
your purse with a silly grin on your face and as you look up, you see Mulder looking at 
you.  He's still on the phone but he's starting at you...and your flowers.  As he turns off 
his cell phone and walks towards you, it seems that he wants to ask you 
something....but then your phone starts ringing.  He waits while you answer three 
lines....and then walks out of the building.  When you are done with the calls, you 
laugh out loud.  You know you've gotten his curiosity up!

The day has flown by and you realize that it's almost time to leave.  As you pick up the 
phone to call your friend and thank her for the flowers, you hear the lobby door open.  
Damn!  It's 4:56 and you were hoping to get out right at 5:00.  You quickly hang up 
and turn around, only to see Agent Mulder.  You know he won't be needing you for 
anything so you pick up your purse and the flowers.

"So, you're leaving?"

"Yes, Agent Mulder....Goodnight."

"Those must be important flowers....you don't want to leave them here over night."  It 
was a statement, not a question.

You say nothing and start to step away from your desk.

"Wedding anniversary?" he asks.

You smile, shake your head and say, "No, I'm not married."

"Oh, they're from your boyfriend, then?"

You hide your face behind the flowers so he won't see your stupid grin.

"Agent Mulder, could you get the door for me, please?"
He walks up to you and you feel his hands taking the flowers from you.

"Here, let me carry these for you.  Where are you parked?"

You can't believe your ears!  He's actually going to walk you to your car!  You 
frantically search your brain for something to say....a way to let him know that the 
flowers are NOT from another man.

You've reached your car and you STILL haven't told him about the flowers.  He stands 
there, patiently waiting for you to unlock the car door.

"Go ahead and get in and then I'll hand these to you." he says.

Once you are seated he crouches down and gently hands you the flowers.

"They are pretty, aren't they?" you say and you can't believe that his face is so close to 
yours.  

You quickly add, "My girlfriend in California sent them to me."

"Your girlfriend?  Is it your birthday?"

"No, she just wanted to cheer me up."

"I'm glad to hear that.  I mean, I'm not glad you need cheering up..."  he lets out an 
exasperated sigh and you laugh.

"It's OK, Agent Mulder, I know what you meant!"

"Everybody just calls me Mulder."

"OK, Mulder it shall be."

You are grinning from ear to ear but you can't help it.  He, on the other hand, just 
looks at you.  He doesn't make an effort to get up.

"Are you off for the evening, Mulder?"

"Yes, I am.  What are your plans for this evening?"

"Other than getting these home, I have no plans"......silence.....more silence......"Do you 
have any suggestions?"

Before you realize what's happening, he leans into the car and softly kisses you, 
almost on the lips but not quite.  You look at him, eyes as big as saucers.
"I'm sorry...I couldn't resist."

You reach over for his tie, grab hold of it, pull him towards you and right before you 
kiss those velvety soft lips you say, "Neither can I."


Catching Mulder's Eye, Part 2

Who knows how long you and Mulder have been kissing?  You've lost all track of time.  
The sound of a car honking its horn brings you back to reality..... Both of your hands 
are lost in Mulder's hair and you marvel at the thickness of it.  In-between short, 
urgent kisses you whisper, "Mulder, we shouldn't be seen doing this in the parking 
lot."

His reply, "Hmmmm".

Your hands cup his face and though you hate doing it, you stop him from kissing you 
yet again.  He looks at you intently, then sheepishly grins and says, "I guess we did get 
a little carried away, huh?"

You can't answer.  You sit there and marvel at the beauty of him.  He brings his hand 
up to your face and lightly traces your lower lip with his finger.  "I suppose I should let 
you get going." he says and you can't help but notice the disappointment in his voice.

"I've got a couple of steaks in the freezer..." but before you can finish your sentence, 
he is shaking his head.

"I've just remembered that I have to meet Scully...we have a stake-out tonight...actually, 
I'm late."

Naturally, you are extremely disappointed but you don't dare let on.  "Well, Agent 
Mulder, you have a job to do, now go and do it!" you reply with your brightest smile.

"Would you mind if I called you when I got home?"  His smile makes you melt into 
your car seat.  Without saying a word he hands you his pen and note pad and you 
carefully write down your phone number.  Still saying nothing he stands and turns to 
leave...then quickly crouches down again for one quick kiss.  "Talk to you later!" you 
hear him say.  Your eyes are still closed because you are savoring the taste of his lips.  
You listen to his footsteps fading.....

Opening your eyes, you grasp the steering wheel and let out a sigh.  Tonight's drive 
home will not be a boring one...not with all those wonderful kisses to think about!

At home, you place the flowers on the kitchen table and begin your daily routine of 
kicking off your shows, getting a diet soda from the fridge, going through the mail 
and checking your messages.  You go into your room and change into your comfort 
clothes, all the while smiling like an idiot because you can't get him off your mind.  
Naturally, you don't feel like cooking so you treat yourself to a dinner of chocolate 
chip ice cream and settle down to surf the net.  Earlier in the day you heard some 
ladies in the cafeteria discussing a web site for your favorite Sunday night TV show....

About 10:30 you start to get sleepy so you make sure all the doors and windows are 
locked and climb into your bed to think about Mulder.  However, you are so tired that 
you instantly fall asleep.  But that doesn't stop you from dreaming about Mulder......He 
is saying something to you but you can't quite hear him because of that incessant 
bell.....What bell?  Ring, ring, rrrriiinnngggg..... You wake up and realize that the phone 
is ringing.

"Hu...hello?"

"Sorry to call so late but I wanted to ask you something."  Instant recognition...it's him!  
Your eyes fly open.

"I was just getting into bed..."

"At 2:45 in the morning?"

"Oh, is it that time?"

He laughs.  "I know I woke you up and I won't keep you on the phone but I wanted to 
know if you would meet me for breakfast?"

Your heart is pounding...what a question!  "Sure, where?"

"A little place not too far from you...Chris' Place."
"I know the place....what time?"

"Is 6:00 OK?"

"6:00 is fine".

"Great!  See you in a little while!"  He hangs up and you sit there, listening to the 
silence, still grinning.....


Catching Mulder's Eye, Part 3

You are seated at a window table in "Chris' Place", looking at the menu and nothing 
appeals to you.  Actually, you seem to be in a rather foul mood this morning.  And to 
make matters worse, Mulder hasn't shown up as promised.  You sit there taping the 
menu against the table, trying to decide whether to order some breakfast or to just get 
up and leave.  The waitress approaches you and begins to say something but you can't 
hear her because of that loud ringing.  "What is that ringing???" you ask.

Rrriiiiinnnnnnngggggggg!  Automatically your hand reaches out to hit the snooze 
button on your alarm.  You start to settle back into the warmth of your covers when it 
hits you like a ton of bricks.....BREAKFAST WITH MULDER!  In a flash, the covers are 
thrown back and you literally jump out of bed and run to the bathroom.  Your 
nightgown ends up in a heap on the floor and you get in the shower before adjusting 
the water temperature...that's how excited you are.  The cold water is a bit of a shock 
but you smile to yourself knowing that once you set eyes on Agent Mulder, you'll feel 
warm and cozy inside!

Not wanting to be obviously spruced up, you decide to wear an old favorite but take 
extra special care with your hair and makeup.  Oh yes, a little spritz of perfume in 
your hair and you're ready to go.

When you enter "Chris' Place" the hostess greets you with a smile and shows you to a 
window table.....the very table you were dreaming about earlier.  You can't help but 
chuckle at the dream yet, at the same time you hope it wasn't a premonition that 
Agent Mulder wouldn't show up for breakfast.

As you scan the menu, it starts to move back, away from you.  Looking up you see 
Agent Mulder standing there with one finger on the menu, a silly grin on his tired 
face.  His appearance shocks you speechless.  Yes, he is tired, that is plain to see, but 
that is not what surprises you.  You've never seen him with a morning beard and he 
looks strangely stunning.

"So are you going to ask me to sit down or what?" he says.

Still speechless, you gesture with your hand.  He slides into the seat across from you, 
clasps his hands and asks you if you were able to get back to sleep after he called.  You 
nod and he says, "Alien cat got your tongue?"

"I'm sorry.....I'm a bit surprised.....I've never seen you unshaven before."

"I supposed I should I have shaved..."

"Actually, I think I like it."

"I see" he murmurs with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Wow.  Those eyes have made you squirm in your seat on many occasions but nothing 
compares to what they are doing to you this very minute.

The waitress comes to take your orders and Mulder says "Just coffee for me, thanks."

"You're not eating anything?"

"No, Scully and I snacked all night long and now my stomach is a bit upset."

"Well then you should have called to cancel breakfast...I would have understood, you 
know!"
You tell the waitress that you'll also just be having coffee.

"Cancel?  No way, I wanted to see you!"  He looks at you with those eyes....almost 
looking through you.  God, if he could read your mind you'd be in big trouble!

Embarrassed, you look away from him and smile.  "I'm glad....I was looking forward to 
seeing you, too."
He reaches out and takes your hand.  "I have a special favor to ask of you."

His tone of voice makes you instantly concerned.  "Of course, Mulder.  What is it?"

"I'm going to be out of the office all day but if I give you directions would you mind 
coming over to my place after work?"

"That's it?  That's the special favor?  Sure, I...."

"Wait, let me explain.  This is going to sound strange but I'm being very sincere."

He lets out a big sigh.  "I have trouble sleeping at night.  In fact, I hardly ever get a full 
night's sleep.  Now, don't go get the wrong idea....it's just that I feel so comfortable 
with you, so at peace.  If you wouldn't mind, I'd like you to come over for dinner, 
nothing fancy, and...well... just sit with me.  Deep down inside, I feel that if you are 
there with me, I can sleep soundly.  Once I'm asleep you can leave if you want to.  It's 
just that I'm sooo tired."  His look is almost pleading and you stare at him, in disbelief.

"I...I don't know what to say."

"I know it sounds crazy...but...OK, let's do this.  You come over and if you feel 
uncomfortable at any time, you just leave...simple as that."

Oh, if he only knew that the reason you hesitate is not because of him but because of 
you.  "Would I be able to sit there, next to him, alone in his apartment??" you agonize 
to yourself.  The waitress brings your coffee and he releases your hand.  Grateful for 
something to do you silently fix your coffee all the while feeling those eyes on you.  
Finally you look up and he is smiling.

"Oh great!...."I'm melting again!" you think.

"Sure, Mulder, I'll be there.  Just tell me how to get there."  The sentence isn't even out 
of your mouth and he is scribbling directions on a napkin.  He pushes it towards you 
and watches you put it in your purse.  Satisfied, he stands and quickly kisses you.

"I've got to run....don't work too hard!"  He turns to leave and as he is walking by the 
waitress, he tells her to put the bill on his tab.  She smiles and says, "It's been a long 
time since you've run up a tab, Agent Mulder!"

You watch him through the window as he gets into his car and drives away.  Smiling 
to yourself you wonder, "How am I ever gonna get through this day??"

Catching Mulder's Eye Part 4

You sit there, staring at your coffee, your mind drifting.  Silently, you thank "the gods" 
for the busy day you know you have ahead of you.  Once the day is over you will drive 
to Agent Mulder's apartment.....just the thought makes you break into a huge smile.

At work, the day drags into eternity.  Of all days to have almost nothing to do!  The 
clock on the wall constantly beckons you.  You fight the urge to check the time.  At 
4:00 p.m. a stroke of luck hits....your supervisor tells you to go home early!  You seem 
to glide to your car and before you know it, you are home.  Since Agent Mulder won't 
be home for another three hours you treat yourself to a bubble bath to help you relax.  
As you soak, you do a mental inventory of your closet and decide on your outfit.

As you apply the final touches to your make up, the phone rings.

"Hello?"

"Hi there, Good Looking!  What do you feel like eating tonight?"

"Well, let's see...." you make a mental rundown of all your favorite foods: steak 
sandwich, nope, then you'll have to floss; tacos, nope, they always break after the first 
bite and you don't want taco all over your blouse; Chinese, nope, you'll need the floss 
again....

"I'm waiting..."

"Sorry!  Gee, I can't decide...I like just about everything.  Why don't you surprise me?"

"OK.  What do you want to drink?"

"PLENTY of Diet Coke, please!"
He chuckles and says, "OK, see you soon."

Once in your car you pull the napkin out of your purse and study the directions.  
Luckily, they are very easy to follow and you recognize some of the streets.  Off you 
go!

As you approach Mulder's apartment, you see that there is a parking space right in 
front of his building.  "How convenient" you mumble to yourself.  Turning off the 
engine, you glance at his apartment and see him standing at the window, watching 
you.  He grins.

Giving him a seductive smile, you slowly get out of your car, lock it, glance up and 
down the street, glance back at him and begin to walk towards his front door.  "Yes, 
Mulder, enjoy the show" you think to yourself.

He greets you at the door and although he says nothing about how nice you look, he 
doesn't have to....his eyes say it all.  Pleased that you have had the desired effect on 
him, you pause in his door and just look up at him, waiting for him to say something.

"Come...come in!" he stammers.  He steps aside and you walk into his apartment.  The 
television is on but the sound is not.  He apparently had been watching a basketball 
game.
When you turn to look at him you notice that he seems a bit uncomfortable.  You 
smile broadly and think, "Good! I've got him right where I want him!"

"Mulder, is it OK if I sit on the sofa?"

"Hmm?  Oh, ya, sure.....please....sit down.  I'll be right back."  He walks towards the 
kitchen and promptly returns with two ice filled glasses and a 2 litter bottle of Diet 
Coke.

Handing you the glasses he says, "If you'll pour, I'll go back and get our dinner."

While he is in the kitchen, you pick up the remote and start changing channels on the 
TV, hoping to find something of interest.  

"What, no basketball?"  he says as he walks back into the room.

"Well, I was hoping to find a comedy or something."

"I rented a movie.....tell me if you want to watch it....it's on top of the TV."
You walk over to the TV and pick up the video.  "A Walk In The Clouds?  That's a great 
movie!"

"Good, I'm glad you approve!"

Dinner was fun.  You shared the contents of several Chinese food containers and 
between the two of you, drank down three 2 litter bottles of Diet Coke.

After dinner, you turn to Mulder and say, "I'm really glad you asked me to come over."

"Good!  I'm glad you came over, too."  As he walks over to the TV he says, "Now, let's 
see that movie, shall we?"

Sitting back down on the sofa he grins sheepishly and asks, "Can I use you as a 
pillow?"

GULP!  He sees the perplexed look on your face and laughs as he tosses a pillow at you.  
"Put this on your lap".  You comply, filled with anticipation.  He stretches his long 
body out on the sofa and rests his head in your lap.  Automatically, you rest your left 
hand on his shoulder and your right gently brushes his hair off his forehead.  Your 
body tingles at the silkiness of his hair and you hope he doesn't notice your reaction.

"Are you comfortable?" he asks.

You don't answer him right away...you are still trying to compose yourself.  When you 
finally do mumble something incomprehensible, he reaches up to his shoulder and 
places his hand over yours.

"Breathe, you must breathe..." you tell yourself.

The movie begins and you make a supreme effort to concentrate on it.  Since you have 
both seen the movie several times, he asks you several questions about it and you 
discuss various scenes and lines of dialog.  To your surprise, your favorite 
scene...where the lovers kiss for the first time....is also Mulder's favorite.

Almost at the end of the movie, Mulder mumbles something but you can't quite 
understand what he's saying.  You bend forward, getting closer to his face and ask him 
to repeat himself.  He grins and says, "I didn't really say anything.  I just wanted you to 
get closer so I could smell your perfume..."

You don't know whether to poke him in the ribs or....or.....

He turns towards you slightly, looking at you intently.  Without hesitation, you bend 
forward and kiss him gently.  You back up just a bit and look into his eyes, waiting 
and wondering what is going to happen next.  Without realizing it, your other hand is 
gently massaging his scalp.

He closes his eyes and smiles.  Eyes still closed, he says, "You're terrific."

"And so are you....now try to get some sleep."

He lets out a contented sigh and seems to drift off to sleep immediately.  And you 
couldn't be happier as you sit there, intently studying every detail of his beautiful face.

The End

Well, that's it!  A bit on the silly side but I can't helpit....I love Mulder!  Any comments 
are welcome:  ckermoia@rusd.k12.ca.us