Subject: An Extreme Possibility: Part III/III

Disclaimers: Mulder and Scully don't belong to me. Nor does Krycek and
Skinner. They belong to Carter and the guys down at Fox. Don't sue me, I'm
poor. 
Thanks To: Amanda and Meryl, for use of their names YET AGAIN. To Molly
also, for reading this for me and quelching my worries. 
Rating: PG-13
Category: SRA
Spoilers: None
Summary: Mulder and Scully go dancing.
Keywords: Mulder/Scully Romance
 
An Extreme Possibility Part III/III: And There Will Be Dancing...
By: Tumn 
 
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SUNDAY MORNING 
11:43 AM    
SCULLY'S APARTMENT 
          Mulder yawned and opened his eyes. He attemped to stretch on the
small couch, but soon realized that it was not possible. He was not alone.
There was someone on the couch with him. Mulder began to paninc. Where was
he? He dared a glance around the room and realized where he was. He was in
Scully's apartment, on her couch. And, as for the other person on the
couch, it was Scully, her tiny figure curled up next to him. He smiled
down at her, remembering last night. 
          It almost seemed like a dream. He had finally confessed his
feelings to Scully, and she returned them. He felt wonderful. He reached
down and pushed a small strand of auburn hair from her face. She was so
beautiful when she slept.  <What did I ever do to deserve this woman?> he
asked himself. He thought back on all the times he had taken her for
granted. The times he had run off on some wild UFO chase and left her
behind without even a note to tell where he was going. He really treated
her like crap sometimes. <Why did she stick with me the whole time?> he
wondered. <I ditched her, got her in trouble, nearly got her killed....>
He reached down and stroked her cheek. <And yet, she still loves me.>
          Scully awoke to the sensation of someone touching her face. She
grogily opened her eyes and looked up. Right into Mulder's shining eyes.
<Now, this is something I could get used to waking up to,> she thought.
She smiled at him, and snuggled closer to him, draping her arm around him.
"Mulder, tell me last night wasn't a dream."
          "It wasn't," he assured her. 
          "Good," she said. 
          Mulder and Scully laid there for a few more minutes before
getting up and getting showered and dressed for the day. Scully showered
first, and after she was dressed, she took a stroll down to her mailbox,
which was on the first floor of the apartment building. There was mostly
bills, she realized as she glanced at the mail on her way back upstairs.
The was also a letter from her aunt, and a small beige envelope from the
Bureau. An invatation. <What would the FBI be doing that would require
invatations?> she wondered. Most of the FBI's functions were announced in
memos passed around work, or in a simple letter. But this, this appeared
to be a formal invatation. 
          She entered her apartment to find Mulder in the kitchen eating a
bowl of Special K, his still wet hair running in every direction. "You
look lovely," she kidded, tossing the mail on the table. She walked around
him to the cabinet to retreive a bowl, and touseled his hair on the way. 
          "Thanks," he returned, sarcasm flooding his voice. She let out a
small laugh. Mulder's heart melted at the sound. She had such a beautiful
laugh. He rarely heard it, and he cherished the few times he did. He
glanced at her. "You look nice."
          "Uh, thanks, I guess," she replied. She was wearing an
over-sized white T-shirt and a pair of sweatpants. <How could I possibly
look nice?> she wondered. She poured herself a bowl of cereal and walked
over to the table to join him. She looked through the bills, and once
again came upon the invatation. Mulder looked at her questioningly, and
she just shrugged. "It from the Bureau," she told him. Scully opened the
envelope and pulled out a small card. 
                        YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED TO ATTEND
                        THE FBI's 50th ANNIVERSARY BALL. 
          Scully was surprised. She didn't know the Bureau had been around
that long. She showed Mulder the card. He read it over carefully.
          "It says it's this Friday. That's kinda short notice, isn't it?"
he asked. 
          She shook her head. "Mulder, it was postmarked Wednesday. I
haven't picked up my mail since...." Her voice trailed off. She looked at
him and managed a weak smile. "Since Krycek."
          "Well, my dear. It seems we have been invited. Would you like to
acompany me? I would be honored to have your beautiful self standing by my
side all evening." 
          "Well, I don't know," she told him. "I was kinda holding out for
Pendrell."
          Scully tired as hard as she could not to laugh. The hurt
expression on his face was just too cute. She burst out laughing, and soon
he was laughing with her.
          When they had calmed down, she rose from the table and set her
bowl in the sink. "Of course I'll go with you," she told him. "I wouldn't
want to go with anyone else." 
          He rose from the table and also set his bowl in the sink. He
wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. "Good," he said,
smiling. And he leaned down and kissed her.

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FRIDAY AFTERNOON 
5:30 PM 
BASEMENT OF THE J. EDGAR HOOVER BUILDING 
 
          Scully looked at her watch, and then looked at Mulder. He was
quietly glancing through case files. They had had a meeting earlier with
Skinner, and things hadn't gone well. The Assistant Director had informed
them that Krycek's body had disappeared from the crime scene at their last
meeting. This meeting awas to inform them thay they were in trouble.  He
was getting pressure from the "higher powers" to investigate the
disappearance. "They" thought that Mulder may have removed the body to
hide evidence.  Skinner was pissed. He could only protect his agents so
far, and then they were on their own. Mulder tried to tell him that she
may not have killed Krycek , and that he may have gotten up and left. He
didn't listen to mulder at all, and sent the two agents back to their
basement office with a warning. If anything else happened, Skinner was not
going to save them. They were skating on thin ice with hot blades. 
          Even after being lectured by Skinner, Scully stayed positive.
She was really looking forward to the ball, and she was glad to be back at
work. She had conviced Skinner to let her come back early, telling him
that she wasn't going to be doing any field work and promising him that
she would be fine. He reluctantly agreed to let her return, but she was
stuck to her desk all day.
          "Mulder," she called quietly, snapping him out of his report.
"We should get going if we're going to this ball tonight."
          Mulder glanced at his watch. She was right. It was 5:30, and the
ball was at 7. They should be going. He swept his files into a pile and
rose from his desk. Scully did the same. They grabbed their trench coats
and left. 
          On the way home, Scully though back on the week. It went by so
fast. Mulder had stayed at her house for the week, and everything was
wonderful. They had both decided to keep their relationship from the FBI
and Skinner. They had only one fight the whole week. For them, it was a
record. It seemed that now that they had confessed their true feelings,
they fought less. It had only been a week, but Scully could tell things
were different. It was a good different, though. She was happier than
ever. 
          Mulder was happier, too. He was finally with the woman he loved,
and an emptyiness had been filled in his life. It was hard for him,
though. It was hard to sit across the room from the woman you loved
everyday and not be able to kiss her, or tell her you loved her, just
because someone might be bugging the room. It was hard knowing that if
their relationship was found out, "they" might try to kill them. <Why
can't I just have a normal life?> he constantly asked himself. But, never
the less, he was happy. It had taken alot for him to confess to Scully his
feelings, but he was now glad he had done it. She felt the same way, and
everything was perfect.
          After a few moments, they both returned to the present. Mulder
had arrived at Scully's apartment. He leaned over and kissed her. "I'll
pick you up at 6, ok?" he told her. She nodded and went up into her
apartment. She had alot to do before tonight. 
          Mulder drove home faster than usual. He was so excited about
tonight. He parked the car and ran up to his apartment. He was in such a
rush that he bypassed the elevator and took the stairs. He rushed to
unlock his door, and when he flung it open, he jumped. There, sitting on
his couch, was Krycek, fully dressed for the ball.
          "You can't... You're dead....What the...," Mulder stammered. 
          Krycek tossed his head back and laughed. "Agent Mulder, I'm
surprised. You didn't talk to Skinner recently? I disappeared!"
          "Cut the crap Krycek, who attacked Scully?" 
          Krycek just laughed harder. "Trust no one, isn't that what your
late informant told you?"
          Mulder walked over to Krycek and grabbed him by the collar,
pulling him to eye level. He pulled out his gun and thrust it to Krycek's
temple. "Who was it?" he demanded.
          "oh gee Mulder! You're not gonna shoot me, are you?" 
          Mulder picked up the sarcasm in his voice and kneed Krycek in
the groin. Krycek fell to the floor moaning. 
          Krycek seemed to soften under Mulder's ever so gentle
persuasion. "It was a clone. A clone of me. They didn't want to send me,
they were afraid I would mess it up. They created a clone and sent him.
After Scully stabbed him, she called you and blacked out.  At some time
before the medics arrived, the clone managed to get himself up and he got
himself back to the Consortium's headquarters. There, they killed him." 
          Mulder didn't belive a word of it. Krycek knew how gullible he
could be and was using that against him. Mulder wasn't going to fall for
it. "Tell me the truth!" he yelled, once again shoving the barrell of the
gun in Krycek's face. 
          Suddenly, the door to Mulder's apartment burst open. Standing in
the doorway was Scully, fully dressed for the ball in a full length
emerald green dress. Mulder's jaw hit the floor when he saw how beautiful
she looked. Krycek looked to Mulder, and seeing him distraced, made a
break for the door. As he tried to run past her, Scully karate kicked him
in the stomach. "I killed you once you lying a**hole. I'll do it again."
Her gun was squarely aimed at him. Wioth out taking her eyes off of
Krycek, she spoke to Mulder. "What's going on here?"
          "Krycek was just explaining to me how he's alive without a
scratch and the body disapeared from the scene. By the way, you look
fantastic." 
          "Thanks. So, is this little story of his at all credible.?" 
          Mulder shrugged. "It could happen, but I think he's lying." 
          "Excuse me, but I'm leaving," Krycek said as he rose from the
floor. 
          "You're not going anywhere yet," Scully growled. 
          Mulder had to hold back a smile. Seeing Scully in a ball gown
aiming a gun at someone was almost too much. And he loved listening to her
when she got mad. Her voice had such authority. He walked around to Scully
and looked at Krycek. "What's wrong Krycek? Hot date or something?" 
          "He is dressed for it," Scully commented. 
          "I'm escorting a friend of mine to the ball this evening, which
I assume you two will be attending. You can't hold me here. It's illegal
to hold someone against their will.  You should know, Agent Scully."
          That last jab hurt Scully bad. Real bad. She took her gun and
placed it right between Krycek's eyes. "Do you think you date will still
go with you if you're dead?"
          Mulder saw the anger and hurt in Scully's eyes. He reached up
and grabbed her gun from her and told Krycek to get out. Krycek took the
opportunity and ran out the door. Mulder looked at Scully, and saw her
questioning stare. "We couldn't hold him, and you know it. We already have
Skinner riding us about the missing body. Krycek's story might help with
that, but I'm not sure Skinner will buy it." He then began to relay
Krycek's story about the clone. Scully agreed with Mulder. 
          "Mulder, it's impossible. Ok, yes, we know the government can
creat clones, but, it's just not possible that they could.."
          Mulder cut her off. We had better get going. We can argue this
tonight, but if we don't leave now, we're going to be late." She nodded
and followed him out the door. 
          At the car, he opend up the door for her to get in, and took a
moment to admrie her outfit. Her dress was a beautiful shade of green that
was perfect for her complexion, and it hugged her body in all the right
places. It had It had long green slevesthat made her arms look long and
graceful. Her hair was pulled back with little spiral curls falling here
and there around her face. She looked so absolutely beautiful. He gently
kissed her forehead. "You look absolutely stunning."
          Scully was pleased with his reaction. She was worked hard to
look great tonight. She wanted tonight to be perfect. It wasn't often she
showed up somewhere on the arm of the most handsome man in the world. And
if he didn't look fantastic all the time, tonight was no exception. He had
on a black tuxedo that made him look very sexy. And his hair was behaving.
Scully looked over and smiled at him. "You look pretty good yourself, Fox.
It's amazing how good you look in a tux."
          Mulder blushed. He walk over to his side and got into the car.
<This is going to be the most wonderful night of my life,> he thought. 

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BALLROOM OF THE WILLIAM PENN HOTEL 
FBI 50TH ANNIVERSARY BALL 
7:15 PM 
 
          Skinner looked up from his table and at the door. <Where are
Mulder and Scully?> He thought they would be here by now. <They are
usually pretty prompt. Well, it has only been 15 minutes,> he told
himself, <Maybe they're stuck in traffic.> His wife smiled at him. He
reached acroos the table and squeezed her hand. 
          "Look Walter, your agents are here," she said. Skinner looked to
the door, and his jaw almost hit the floor. Mulder looked great, and
Scully, well, Scully didn't look like Scully. He got up and headed towards
them to greet them. He extended his hand to each agent in turn. "Agent
Scully, you look fantastic. I hardly recognized you. How are you feeling?"
          "I'm fine, thank you for asking," she replied. 
          "Well, Mulder, I hope you're taking good care of her. Enjoy
yourselves tonight." And with that, he was off across the room. Mulder
smiled at Scully. 
          "Shall we find ourselves a table?" he asked her. 
          "Sounds good. Let's keep an eye out to see who Krycek is
escorting tonight. It could be interesting." She laughed and followed him
through the crowd. They found a table by the dance floor and sat down.
they began to talk about work and such, when one of Mulder's friends from
Oxford came over. He introduced himself to Scully as Special Agent Matt
Shutz, and then introduced his date, Melia, who was a physical therapist.
She was smart and witty, and she and Scully sat and talked while Mulder
and his friend made up for lost time. 
          After awhile, the other couple excused themselves. They had seen
Matt's supervisor, and Matt thought that he sould go say hi. When they had
gone, Scully looked over at Mulder. "Who was he?" 
          "I went to Oxford with him. We both majored in Psychology. I
never knew he had joing the Bureau."
          Scully looked out across the dance floor. The song changed from
Janet Jackson's Together Again to a slower song, which Scully recognised
to be Madonna's Crazy for you. 
          Mulder rose from his seat and extended his hand to her. "Dance
with me," he whispered. 
          He led her to the floor, and pulled her close. They swayed to
the music, and Scully listened to the words. They were so perfect.
 
Trying hard to control my heart I walk over to where you are. Eye to eye
we need no words at all. Slowly now we begin to move, every breath i'm
deeper into you.  Soon we two are standing still in time If you read my
mind you'll see I'm crazy for you Touch me once and you'll know It's true
I never wanted anyone like this, it's all brand new. You'll feel it in my
kiss. I'm crazy for you.
  
          Scully realized jsut how close Mulder was holding her and she
began to notice the other agents staring at them. As the song ended, she
looked up at Mulder and smiled. She leaned up and whispered in his ear. "I
think we should be a little more careful. We're attracting stares."
          Mulder just laughed and smiled. "We're not attracting stares,
you are. You look so stunning tonight Dana. Any guy would die for a dance
with you."
          She smiled and playfully punched him in the shoulder. The next
song came on, and Mulder pulled Scully to him again. She gave him a
warning look. "I'll be careful," he promised. "We wouldn't want anyone to
find out."
          Scully gave in, and she soon found herself lost in Mulder's arms
and the music. The song was so beautiful. It was I'll Make Love To You by
Boys II Men. Mulder and Scully kept a safe distance so as not to draw much
attention, but all their feelings were conveyed through their eyes. Toward
the end of the song Mulder pulled her cloe and sang the last words of the
song to her. "Baby tonight is your night And I will do you right Just make
a wish on your night Anything that you ask I will give you the love of
your life."
          Scully looked up at him and tried to fight back tears. "I love
you so much Mulder. I don't know where'd I'd be without you." The agents
shared a hug and walked off the dance floor. Mulder went to fetch drinks,
and while he was gone, a friend of Scully's pulled up a chair next to her. 
Scully turned to see who it was, and was surprised. It was Agent Pendrell,
and on his arm was none other than Nurse Sustarsic. 
          "So good to see you Pendrell," she lied. Pendrell started to
introduce Sustarsic, but Scully stopped him. "We've already met," she told
him. Seeing the coinfused look on his face, she explained about her
accident and the hospital. Pendrell began to rant on about how lovely
Scully looked, and Scully silently prayed for Mulder to save her. 
          As if on cue, Mulder appeared behind her. Her handed her a
drink. "Hey there Pendrell," he said, flashing a big cheesy smile at the
agent and his date. Pendrell, who never really liked Mulder anyway, took
the smile as an invitation to leave. He excused himself and his date and
left. 
          Mulder and Scully sat and talked for awhile, and then Scully
decided she wanted to dance some more. The agents rose from the talbe and
headed for the dance floor. After a few fast songs, they dimmed the lights
as a soft slow song drifted into the air. It was called "I Should Tell
You", from the new broadway play RENT. Scully smiled and pulled Mulder
close, but it didn't last long. Skinner tapped on Mulder's shoulder and
asked to cut in. Mulder graciously agreed. Skinner took his place and
began making small talk with Scully. She could see right through him. 
          "What do you want to say, Skinner?" she asked him. 
          He looked at her, surprised. He didn't think he was that
transparent. <Oh course, after spending so much time with Mulder, she can
probably read my mind,> he thought. "Scully, I just wanted to know if you
were having a nice time tonight." He smiled at her, trying to avoid what
he knew he had to do.
          "It's been a wonderful evening, thank you. Whoever planned it
did a great job."
          "Good, I'm glad to hear it. How about Mulder? You two seem to be
having a great time."
          "Yes, he's a wonderful dancer, not unlike yourself." 
          "Why, thank you, Ms. Scully. Well, I just wanted to tell you
that I can kinda see what's going on between you and Mulder. You two had
better be careful. I'm just going to pretend I don't know what's going on.
I have no right going into your personal lives, but try to keep it at
home. OK?"
          Scully smiled. "Where we really that obvious?" 
          "No, but I could tell. Right now, tough, just about every man is
jealous of Mulder.  Agent Scully, you look fantastic."
          Scully blushed. "Thank you sir." 
          "It's true. I didn't notice you when you walked in the door. You
and Mulder, hmmm. I guess that 'they' didn't see that coming." He laughed.
"Well, I'll return you to your escort. Just keep what I said in mind. Be
careful." The song ended, and after giving her hand a gentle squeeze, he
went to retreive his wife from Mulder, who had so graciously danced with
her while Skinner was with Scully. Mulder started to head back to Scully,
but was interrupted by another agent. He recognized the agent, but
couldn't quite remember her name.
          "Agent Mulder, I'm Agent Flavin. We went to the Academy
together. I just weanted to say hi and tell you that I'm jealous. You and
your partner have such a great relationship. I wish my partner and I were
like that." 
          Mulder smiled. "Scully's special. I'm really lucky to have her.
She's a real hard worker, and she's like my best friend."
          Flavin's date came up beside her and whispered something in her
ear. She turned to look att him and he nodded. She turned back to Mulder.
"I'm sorry, I have to go. Something came up at home. The babysitter
called. Well, nice to see you again. Good night." She and her date fled. 
          Mulder turned and was surprised to see Scully standing there.
"You heard?"
          "Every word," she replied. "Best friend, huh? I see where I'm
loved!" She put on a mock pout. 
          Mulder laughed gently and smiled at her. He realized he had been
doing that alot lately. Smiling. "You know were you're loved. Right here,"
he said as he took his hand and laid it over his heart.
          Scully blushed and remembered Skinner's words. She wanted to
kiss him so badly right now, but she couldn't. "C'mon. One more dance and
then we'll haed home for the evening."
          He nodded, and led her out onto the dance floor. As he pulled
her close to dance, he saw a famaliar face. 'There he is!" he whispered to
Scully. He causually turned them so she could see him. 
	"Oh my gosh! It is him!"  Scully casually took the lead, wandering
them over to where Krycek was.  She smiled her most genuinely fake smile
at him. 
          "What are you doing?" Mulder whispered in her ear. 
          Scully just smiled at him and turned back to Krycek. "How are
you doing this fine evening, Krycek?"
          "Just lovely, thank you," he replied. "Ms. Scully, I'd like to
introduced you to my date, Amanda. Amanda, this is Dana Scully and Fox
Mulder."
          Amanda smiled and extended her hand to the agents, shaking each
agent's hand. She was about 5'3", and thin, with shoulder length brown
hair. She was wearing a ankle length blue off-the-shoulder dress, that
accencuated her blue eyes.  She looked like a runway model. "Nice to meet
you."
          With formal introductions over, Krycek excused himself and his
date and headed for the bar.  Mulder looked down at Scully. 
          "Let's go home, Dana." 
 
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Life goes on. Maybe there won't be marrige, maybe there won't be sex, but.... there will 
be dancing. 
                                      -My Best Friend's Wedding 
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Love is friendship set on fire. 
                                     -Jeremy Taylor 
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I hope you enjoyed it. I know I enjoyed writing it. This series was my first attempt at 
fanfic, so let me know what you think! All comments (good and bad) are welcome. Email 
me at: iluvcars@bellatlantic.net