From: sculder@pl.jaring.my (Gabrielle) Newsgroups: alt.tv.x-files.creative Subject: Dinner And Dance (Short) Date: Wed, 14 Feb 1996 06:52:13 GMT Okay, I'm new at this, so go easy on the flames, okay guys? Anyway this is just a very short piece for Valentines Day. No romance, well only a small bit I guess. It has absolutely no plot, no nothing. I just had to write it because of the song I heard (at 3 in the morning!!) and this song fits the description of Mulder's life quite nicely, I think........ I haven't been to the archive long enough to know whether this song or storyline has been used so don't come running after me if it's a copy of somebody else's work. Disclaimer:All characters seen or mentioned on the X-FILES are owned by Chris Carter, Ten-Thirteen Productions, Fox and so on........... No infringement of rights intended. DINNER AND DANCE by Gabrielle FBI Headquarters. Washington, DC. 14 February 1996 5:10 p.m. Mulder stretched his hands and stood up. "Well, that's it for today. I'm going home." Mulder looked at his partner. Scully was still typing reports from their last case which invovled a psychic who has the ability to kill anyone at will. It was Valentines Day and he knew that she would probably spend the whole evening here tonight busying herself with all those case notes that she had to file up. *No lady should spend Valentines Day like this. especially this one* Mulder thought. And then an idea struck him. He headed over to Scully's desk and casually stood behind her. "If you've got something to say Mulder, just say it and don't hover over me like that." She said while still tapping at her keyboard. "Well, I uh...... " Mulder started, "I was wondering if you would like to have dinner with me tonight, Scully." Scully turned her chair around and faced him. She smiled, "Why Mulder, what a surprise. Did you get dumped by your date tonight or something?" "Scully, I'm hurt. How could you doubt the sincerity of my offer? All I wanted was to have dinner with my partner and best friend." He gave her his best wounded puppy dog look. "On Valentines Day? I dunno, Mulder sounds a bit fishy to me. But okay, I'll go." His faced brightened up immediately. "Great! I'll pick you up at 7 tonight. Gotta go now. See you." With that he headed out of the room. Apartment 42 Alexandria, VA 6:15 p. m. The phone rang and Mulder rushed from his bedroom to pick it up. "Mulder." "Mulder, it's me" "Scully. I thought I said I'd pick you up at 7. Don't tell me you can't make it." His voice sounded hurt. "No. I just wanted to know how I should I dress. Like is this suppose to be formal or what?" "Dress casual Scully. And I mean casual. Jeans and all that. Oh, you could always go in your birthday suit." Mulder chuckled as he heard the phone slammed. Scully's Apartment Annapolis, MD. 7:01 p. m. A knock on the door. "Coming." Scully yelled from her bathroom. She was putting the finishing touches to her make-up. She opened the door and standing there in the hallway was Mulder grinning. He was dressed in blue jeans and a checked shirt with a brown jacket. She thought he looked great. "Just decided to put on some clothes, Scully?" "Very funny Mulder." She had finally decided after going through her closet which seemed to hold only blouses and dress pants, to wear her loose pair of Levi's and a green tone sweater "So are we ready to go?" "Uh..yeah. Just let me get my gun." She disappeared into her bedroom. When she came out, Mulder pulled from behind him a red rose and gave it to her. "Here, this is for you." Scully smiled and took it. "Thank you, Mulder. Hang on while I get something to put it in." She headed towards the kitchen. Mulder glanced at his watch. "Don't take too long. We might lose our table." Danny's 7:45 p.m. Mulder held the doors open for Scully. Once inside he was greeted by a stout man about half a century old.. "Agent Mulder! How nice to see you again." "It's nice to see you too, Danny. This is Dana Scully, my partner. Scully meet Danny." "Ah.... the beautiful and angel-like partner that Agent Mulder is always talking about." "Well, I wouldn't call her an angel considering that she has shot me in....Ow!" Mulder felt a pain in his ribs. "It's nice to meet you Danny." Scully shook the man's hand. "Now lets not be standing her. Come on, I have a table for you." He led them to the other end of the small diner across the dance floor that was packed with young and old couples dancing to a slow ballad. They talked over dinner. Keeping conversation light, they talked about music, books, colleagues, gossiped and shared jokes. After going hysterical, she stooped layghing and smiled wryly at her partner. "Okay, Mulder. Spill." Mulder looked at her innocently. "What?" " I know you hadn't plan on asking me out until today. So how did you manage to get a place here on Valentines Day?" "Okay, you got me Scully. Danny was almost killed once in a bank robbery. He was held hostage and I saved him. He says he owes me his life and any time I need help just call, and so.............." "Hm... do you always take your dates out to places like this?" "Why Scully? Too casual and unromantic?" "No, no. Well, actually yes, it's not that I mind. In fact I like this place. It's just that I always imagined you going to restaurants with candle light dinner and violinists playing at your table. Remember how you bragged about your date with that secretary from the Behavioural Science Department?" "I never......" Mulder protested. Then he stopped. He stood up and held his hand to Scully. "Dance?" "Sure" He led Scully to the dance floor and held her, not too closely for fear she might object to it. He paid attention to this dance because he wanted to remember it forever, how it felt to be holding her, feeling and smelling her............... Whenever I'm weary from the battles that rage in my head You make sense of madness when my sanity hangs by a thread I lose my way but still you seem to understand Now and forever I will be your man. Sometimes I just hold you Too caught up in me to see I'm holding a fortune that heaven has given to me I'll try to show you each and every way I can Now and forever I will be your man Now I can rest my worries and always be sure That I won't be alone anymore If I'd only known you were there all the time All this time Until the day the ocean doesn't touch the sand Now and forever I will be your man Now and forever I will be your man Scully put her against his chest and Mulder had his hands wrapped around her. "Happy Valentines Day, Scully." He murmured. "Happy Valentines Day, Mulder." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I told you it was bad. It can be used as a prequel to something better. So anyone can pick it up from here. Now........... comments, flames, flames cleverly disguised as comments can be sent to sculder@pl.jaring.my Oh yeah, almost forgot. Now and Forever belongs to Richard Marx. I know I'll regret clicking the 'send' button.