From: AltarGirl2 Date sent: Wed, 4 Mar 1998 18:32:49 EST Subject: story: Driving, Kissing, Dancing Title: Driving, Kissing, Dancing Author: Chase Buckingham Category: VR Rating: G Spoilers: none Keywords: Mulder. Scully. Romance. Need I say more? Summary: A drive through the country and dancing at the side of the road... Disclaimer: NOT MINE. 'nuff said. Feedback: YESYESYESYESYESYESYES!!!!!! AltarGirl2@aol.com Archive: Sure- wherever, just put my name on it and notify me. Dedication: For Jess and Jane, and of course Gill and Dave and Chris... Without further ado, here is Driving, Kissing, Dancing by Chase Buckingham (and by the way it sucks) "Mulder? You have your gun on you?" Scully asked from the back seat of the car. She had been trying to sleep, and had been quite unsuccessful. "Sure. Why?" Came the reply. "Shoot me. Shoot me now. Or at least throw me the weapon that I may do it myself." Mulder smiled. "I think not. What's up?" She sighed heavily as she sat up and rubbed her cheeks, as if trying to reinvigourate herself. "I'm so sick of this case! We've been working on it for over two weeks now, and we haven't moved an inch. I've been doing too much thinking- I know myself far too well. And my head hurts. Shoot me, Mulder." He glanced quickly at her, to make sure she wasn't serious, before turning back to the wheel just in time to swerve away from the guardrail. "Let's drop it then. Tell Skinner to reasign it. Take some Tylenol. And I can tell you that you can never know yourself too well. At least now one of us has some idea of what's going through her head!" Scully smiled, taking the bottle of pills from Mulder. She climbed clumsily into the front seat. "You know, Mulder, I really don't know that much about *you*. We never really *talk*- as friends. Talk to me now." He chuckled, somewhat surprised at the question. "There's really not all taht much *to* me, Scully. What you see is what you get." "I don't think so. You're always hiding something behind those eyes..." "Hmm... perhaps. But perhaps, then, you don't want to know..." "Why so secretive, Mulder? You've got a wicked look on your face!" "Ah... no reason..." He turned the volume up on the radio. "Good song!" "Have mercy, baby, on a poor girl like me..." poured out of the speakers. "You know, I'm fallin', fallin', fallin' at your feet. I'm tinglin' right from my head to my toes, so help me, help me, help me make the feelin' grow. And when the lovin' starts and the lights go down, and there's not another livin' soul around, you woo me until the sun comes up and you say that you love me..." Mulder stopped the car, turning the dial as loud as it would go, and got out. He opened Scully's door, offering her his hand. "Care to dance?" She laughed. "Here?!" He nodded, grinning. With a "Mulder-you're-crazy" look on her face, she stepped out and took his hand. She kicked her shoes off and found the beat, letting Mulder spin her and dip her and hold her, not to mention make her heart pound. She laughed almost giddily- out of embarassment, out of happiness, out of love. He smiled as the song ended, and kissed her forehead. "Landslide" began to play, being next on the tape- slightly less happy. They sat in the grass, leaning back against the car, arms about each other's shoulders. "And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills, the landslide will bring it down..." Scully rested her head on Mulder's shoulder, sighing contentedly. "Why didn't you tell me?" He smiled, kissing her hand. "Fear." "Of *me*? Mulder..." He stopped her- he lifted her chin so she was looking at him through half-closed eyes and kissed her softly, passionately, sweetly, lovingly. "Dana... beautiful, incredible Dana... my love and my sould, promise me this: you'll never leave me." She was amazed- he was never this poetic. "Never! Never in a million years... or longer." "Sweetheart... God, I love you. Allow me another kiss?" She nodded feverishly and pressed her lips to his, clinging desperately to him. "I love you, I love you, I love you..." Behind her words hid passion and fear, love and anxiety, pleasure and pain. But Passion, Love, and Pleasure overrode the others and made her head swim...