From: Dana Mulder Date: Tue, 31 Aug 1999 22:05:14 -0400 Subject: Fire and Ice Source: direct Fire and Ice by: Dana Mulder Spoilers:an alternate ending to ice. This is dedicated to someone who without a doubt changed my life. Although i have never met he , i feel like i have been imparted with the world through knowledge of his existence. I feel him in my heart and hear him in my dreams. September 22, 1967...Rest in Peace J. P. P. Your soul has been passed unto me. I wish we could have met and shared some life. Disclaimer.... Mulder, Scully, Hodge, Bull, and all the others are property of Chris Carter and 1013 productions... I don't own them, don't claim to...just want to borrow them for purposes of my fantasy meandering. I'm a Very poor Paramedic... I just want to have some fun and stress relief in between calls.. Rated R for some sexual situations and bad language...wouldn't be any fun without it! You have been warned. MSR ahead!!!!! Again, you have been warned, so if you aren't into this sort of thing....don't go any further! Enjoy the show..... Please archive anywhere so many can read, but let me know so i can visit! Use this version if any other has been given. ALASKA JANUARY 23, 1998 ARCTIC ICE PROJECT CORE TEAM BASE The small buliding was dark, desolate, and reaked of the past death and srffering that had taken place. Even though all the bodies had been removed, the places of rest disinfected, that aura of death was still in the air. The past recent death of the sc ientists, compounded with the fear of imminent death of those here, now filled the room. Suclly and Dr. Hodge were working diligently accumulating medical facts agout what would cause ordinary men to commit suicide in such a mad way. Since they had forund the infected dog upon arrival, more anxiety was present over the spread of infection. They had discovered the symptoms...the black spots-and the worms. Wroms that lived in the ice core suspended in ammonia, waiting- until something released them into the world to find a host. Bear walked into the room, heavy stride, with an anxiety ridden gleam in his eyes. He began shouting at the crew of others demanding immediate departure from the base. "I am the pilot, I say we leave now. A storm is coming, this is crazy. If you don't come with me, i'll send a rescue team when the storm passes." His words were crystal clear, yet his eyes betrayed him. Something was different, this wasn't the same cool, laid back man they had arrived with. Mulder noticed the difference immediately. "Bear, we can't leave now. We havent finished or discovererd what we had come for.... People died here. we can't just leave because we are afraid. We have to discover where this new species is from and why it is here, buried in the ice for so many years." "Wait a minute, you are right, people died. So why wait around to see who's next?" Hodge retorted. "Mulder, he's right. We need to go. We could be stranded for days..." Scully tried to reason with her partner. Bear was beginning to get impatient with all the arguing. He was pacing back and forth, angrily. Silba and Hodge went back into the conrner to have a private conversation, their words were indistinguishable to the others. "I'm leaving." Bear turned to go out the hallway to the exterior door where the plane sat in a frozen field. "No, wait. You are here for a job. You cannot leave us." Mulder followed behind him to the door. He reached out his hand to grab Bear's shoulder to stop him and make him turn around. "Listen FBI man, you are lucky i brought you to this godforsaken place to begin with. No other pilot would take the assignment. Now get the fuck out of my face...." with that he pushed Mulder back into the wall hard. Instead of leaving, Bear continued his assult of Mulder, as if something had just snapped inside of him. He started to foam at the mouth, and blood was running down his nose. He lead Mulder into the main room where Scully and the others were still arguing. All came to attention as Scully watched her partner thrown across the floor. At first no one underst ood what was happening. Scully assumed Mulder had said somthing that angered the pilot....she knew how he could be sometimes. Maybe Mulder was just over reacting. Scully turned to look at Bear, and saw the darkness in his eyes. Terror and death were imminent. The blood was coming from the pilot's nose and ears, not from being struck by Mulder as she previously thought. No, this was something pathological, somthi ng was eating at his brain. looking in his eyes left her shocked, in a trance, not able to move. Bear continued strong in his attack on Mulder, grabbing his shirt in the back, pulling him with one arm. Mulder regained his footing just enough to get out of the way of the next wave of attack. The sick pilot's stregnth and durability was just to much. Mulder wasn't going to be able to fend off forever. It was if none of Mulder's attempts to fight back had even stunned him. Just like the infected dog, it had taken three men to get the dog in the cage. The infection must give some sort of super stregnth. "Scully....." Mulder screamed in terror as he attempted to draw his weapon. But Bear was to fast. The pure force of the fist connecting with Mulder's face knocked the agent to the ground. "Scully..." he tried again, jaw hurting to much to form words, head spinning, consciousness fading as he fell to the cold hard floor. "Scully...he's infected" As Mulder hit the floor, Bear began kicking his head and abdomen. Mulder, too weak and blinded by the blood in his eyes, tried to draw his gun. This time bear saw the weapon. Like a tiger he pounced, grabbing the weapon, and firing.......... -----BANG----- The light of the gun emptying the projectile lit up the room. The others, not aware of what happened hit the floor, terrified by instinct of a gunshot. Scully, rolled to her stomach, gun drawn. Seeing Bear with the weapon, pointed at hodge, she fired, dropping the pilot dead to the floor in a single shot. She ran over to clear the weapon, making sure Bear wasn't still alive, she noticed a pool of blood coming form the pile of boxes.....and she saw an arm sticking out of the pile. Where had that shot that the pilot fired go?? "Oh god" "MULDER" she screamed. no answer. she ran over to the pile of boxes where the partners body lie. The red pool getting bigger. He must be bleedig badly. Scully threw all the paper and boxes aside, dragging her partner's lifeless body to the center of the room. A small bullet hole was present, through and through the left shoulder. She reached down and felt his neck...he has a strong pulse, she thought to herself with relief as she switched into doctor mode and further assesed his condition. Meanwhile Hodge and Silba ran over to the dead pilot, shocked at the happenings. Hodge noticed movement in the rear of the neck. "Quick, Sylba, there still time....remove the worm, so we can look at what it has done in killing this man." "Forget him hodge...he's dead." Scully screamed, she could not deal with the surge of emotion that overcame her with seeing Mulder in this condition. "I need your help, Mulder is going to bleed to death." "He shouldn't have provoked him." Hodge said flatly. "He saved your life. and for that matter, so did I. Now you are a physician, I would appreciate some help here." Scully was fast in action before Hodge could even return a statement. She cut Mulder's shirt off, ran and grabbed the first aid jump kit. Scully bandaged the wound with a presure dressing on both sides to halt the bleeding. "This will need stiched later, but now i just want to control it enough to get you into bed and get you cleaned up." She spoke to Mulder, hoping her voice and stregnth could keep him alive. Loking in Hodge's medical bag, she found a shot of pain killer. She looked at his lower arm ready to give him the shot when she recognized the scar of where she herself had shot him to save his life. The thought of how close they were made tears swell in her eyes. It hit her.... 'I can't live without him' she thought. She could no longer repress these feelings that keep creeping up. Not now. Not when she may not have another chance...she may lose him. Mulder was starting to come to, eyes opening to see Scully crying over him. She wiped the blood off of his battered face. His left eye was purple and swollen shut from the beating he had taken trying to keep Bear from harming her. Mulder was a hero..her hero. 'He would have died for my safety'... this thought made the tears stronger. Scully switched into a calmer demeanor now seeing him fully awake. "Scully, what happened?" "Mulder, you were shot. The bullet went through your shoulder. I bandaged you up, but you should really be getting to bed for some rest. You lost a lot of blood, and the bleeding is controlled, but not totally abated." He looked at her gorgeous face thinking 'she saved me again. I need to tell her how i feel. Maybe she will be easier on me since i'm injured.' With that thought, he smiled, the dried blood cracking on his swollen bottom lip. "C'mon Mulder" Scully said while pushing her much larger partner to his feet "Let's go to your room for the evening." "You gonna stay with me? Just to make sure i am ok, that is..." He hoped she would. He needed her to hold him, the pain in his shoulder was nothing compared to the pain in his heart. "Yeah, I think that would be a good idea." "Never know Scully, I may need warmth,--just incase i go into shock" "Never know Mulder-- you just may get some fire." "I hope so..." Fire?? Scully, his Scullly just told him he may get some fire? That was not the response he was expecting at all. Not her usual smart retort pushing him away. Something was different here. A good different, one he had been waiting entirely too long for. They reached room #3. One of the larger rooms, with a comfortable double bed. Scully helped Mulder onto the bed, and rolled down the covers. He was starting to tire form the exertion of walking after losing so much blood. She placed a couple of pillow s behind his back and to the side against the wall, padding the area. He lied against the pillows, obviously relieved that the exertion had stopped. Scully took off his boots, placing them at the side of the bed. She then unbuttoned his pants to remov e them. Mulder smiled, too weak to comment. She just smiled back in imagining what was running through his mind. She removed his jeans in a quick motion, leaving him in his boxer shorts. "Marvin the Martian- cute Mulder, I never knew you had taste in cartoons." "Glad u like scully"-he said with a half smile, eyes gleaming. Scully covered him up and got up to make herself more comfortable. She rooted through his bag, finding another pair of boxer shorts- this time the tazmanian devil- and an oversize tee-shirt to wear to bed. Tonight she wanted to wear something of Mulder' s, to feel him even more. She undresed there, in front of him, all aware that he was looking, and slipped into his clothes. The big smile on his face only confirmed her suspicions. Scully slipped under the covers and snuggled up next to her shivering partner to give him warmth. She leaned over and kissed him on the forhead wispering "Please be ok, I need you." Suddenly she felt a warm hand touch hers. He squeezed her hand and kissed the top of her head, his nose buried in her sweet smelling hair. "I'm awake Scully" "I know" "You know, but then....." "Mulder, I wanted you to watch me change, I wanted you to see me." "But....." Now he was wide awake, heart racing, could Scully be telling him what he had held inside for so long? "Fox, when I saw you fall to the ground, my heart almost died. Suddenly I realized that I needed to tell you the truth. The truth of how I feel, how I hope you feel. It is time to deepen our relationship, time to move past friendship. Mulder, I love you, I want to spent forever together." She was relieved to get this off her chest. It was said now. He knows. Mulder was astounded, this was to good to be true. Love like this didn't happen for Spooky Mulder.... "Oh, Dana, I love you so much. I so glad we got this in the open." He tried to reach her, holding his shoulder and wincing from the pain that shot down his arm. "We will be together forever Dana, I will promise you that." "I know Fox. I will never leave your arms." With a new decleration of feeling in the air, they didn't need to speak. Mulder lied back, and Scully leaned down over him. He covered her lips with his, and held her with his good arm. They kissed with a p assion and fire that neither one had expierenced in their lifetimes. "Now that was fire!" Scully exclaimed, stroking her love's hair. "Oh, yes, set me ablase again....." With that scully started to kiss him all over the neck and face, making all the bruises and cuts feel better, as if her lips were magic. In fact, to him, she was magic. The held each other and kissed for a long time, their souls did the rest of the communicating....the link was already there. Dana was stroking his cheek with the tip of her finger holding him close enough that he could feel her breath on his cheek. The pain in his wound was slowly overcoming his power to stay awake...he was falling asleep in her arms. Dana looked at him as he tried to fight sleep from overcoming him. "Fox, go ahead, go to sleep. I'll be right here for you, holding you." she wispered delicately in his ear. "Thank-you Scully, I love you" he mumbled as he gave into his tired eyelids and sleep overcame him. Watching Fox Mulder sleep in her arms, knowing that he needed and wanted to be with her always, was the most comfort Scully had felt. Knowing in her heart this was the right place for her, after all this time, she had found her home...albiet in the most unexpected place. This assignment was one of dread when it first crossed her desk, now she will always have fond memories of Alaska...if they got home. She herself was starting do doze off when she felt a warm, but wet sensation on her arm. Casually looking to see if she was dreaming it, Scully's heart sank. Mulder was bleeding, again. Her makeshift bandage was not going to stop the blood, she was goi ng to have to suture him. She had tried to avoid this due to the posibliity of infection because of the non-sterile conditions at the base. Now that wasn't an option. "Mulder, wake up" she breathed in his ear softly so as not to startle him. "Mmmmmmm" "Mulder, I'm sorry but you have to get up. You are bleeding, I have to suture the bullet wound closed." she ran her fingers through his hair while coaxing him to awaken. "Owwwwww!" he gasped when trying to move to give Scully a closer look at his bleeding shoulder. "I know Fox, once I suture you I'll give you some more pain killers." The pain in his face made her want to cry because there was nothing she could really do to take it away. Dr. Scully's hands quickly and expertly sutured the bleeding wound of her partner. Mulder was speechless at how she had taken care of him. She always looked after him and fixed up all his cuts and bruises from his many accidents, but this time it was different. Looking at her while she worked had taken the pain away. He wa s in awe by her every move; his mind centered on only her. He had no capacity to think of pain, because he thought and felt only Scully. "All done, now that wasn't that bad, was it?" she hoped the pain wasn't too unbearable for him. "Well......thanks doc." A big smile crossed his face and reassured her that he appreciated how well cared for he was. "Fox, come on" motioning towards the bathroom " i need to wash the wound, so i might as well wash the rest of you too." "If I didn't know better Dr. Scully, I'd think that was a proposition..." "Well then I guess you don't." She smiled her wicked smile and led him off to the bathroom and began to fill the tub. "OK Mulder, you can get undressed now...bathing in your boxer shorts is not a good idea in Alaska, they may never dry." "I thought you'd never ask..." now it was his turn to smile wickedly. Mulder got into the bathtub full of warm water. Scully sat on the edge and put her feet in the water to stabilize herself. She began to gently sponge his wound clean with a wash cloth, slowly moving to his chest, noting the deep bruises that were already forming from all the viscious kicks he had sustained in fighting to save them from Bear. "Mulder, in case I didn't tell you before, thank you for saving me from Bear..... I love you." She kissed him to remind him of just how much passion was behind her eyes. Mulder began to cry. "Scully, I love you, and I want you to know that I will always be honest with you. I have to tell you that when you were missing, I was so lost, I tried to find comfort within the arms of another woman. But it didn't work, I felt worse afterwards, I felt as though I betrayed the sweet memory i had of you. Every night since you have returned I have a nightmare about that night, about having to admit this to you. I can't blame you if you hate me, but i had to be honest because you deserve better th an being lied to, you deserve better than me." He was sobbing now, letting his soul spill out. He could barely speak, all the anger and hurt built up for so long comming out at once. "Fox, I....." he cut her off with a sob. "Scully, I was wearing your cross at the time. You should hate me..... please hate me.... You needed me and I wasn't there for you. I left you. You trusted in me, and I betrayed you...." Scully was crying too now, the memories of the abduction were always a painful subject.....but she saw the pain in his eyes, the guilt, how he had killed himself so many times over for this one event. She had never met a more devoted man, and he was devo ted to her soul. "Mulder," she began slowly, stroking his hair and kissing his forehead. " I love you no matter what. I can't tell you that this doesn't hurt, but I can tell you that I forgive you and am willing to start a new life with you. That was then, let's lea ve it in the past and begin our new life together in the present and future." Mulder felt a little more relaxed now, tears easing up. He was now aware of how strong her feelings were...she was his forever now. Scully helped Mulder out of the tub and towards the bed, all the time noticing him for the first time....really noticing him..... "Fox, are you feeling better?" The thoughts of him standing in front of her with only a towel covering was a little too much for her to handle. Mulder didn't waste any time understanding what Scully was getting at....he was feeling the same way. "Well Scully, that depends..." "Depends on what?" "On this....." he kissed her softly at first, burshing his lips to hers. Slowly he moved his lips to her neck, kissing each inch of her soft supple skin. The sensation of his tender lips brushing against her made her shiver with chills running down her spine. "I guess you are.....uh...feeling much better..." Scully didn't waste any time in repaying him the feeling by slowly running the tip of her lower lip against his neck and behind his ear blowing soft air as she went. Mulder began to become aroused, droppin g the towel he was holding around his waist. "Mulder" she moaned softly, "make love to me, I want us to experience each other." Scully had not been with many, and had always had a rather conservative view about sex, but with Mulder it was different somehow, it just felt right, like she had been wai ting her entire life to meet and be with him. Mulder obeyed her wish, laying her on the bed. He ran his fingers down her sides while kissing her neck and slowly moving down towards her midsection. Moving his hands back towards her face, he moved her t-sh irt up over her head while blowing his warm breath over her abdomen and chest making her nipples stand up. Mulder moved on top of her, supporting himself with his good arm. She deepened the kiss reaching up to him.... eyes closed feeling the wave of passion overcome her. Slowly she glided him inside of her, feeling how hard he had become intensifying her ple asure and his alike. Scully carefully turned Mulder on his back to avoid any undue stress on his shoulder. Mulder shut his eyes and let her continue to pleasure herself and him with a slow movement up and down on him. She was over him with her breasts in his face, he suckling each nipple like it were candy. Mulder made love to her with more passion than he had ever experienced in his life...There had been others in his lifetime, but none had moved him like her..not in a physical sense...but in a total body expierence. The physical was not as important, she was the best he had ever experienced without a doubt. For the first time he realized that a sexual encounter was a measure of feeling for his partner, not a physical performance. Now he had experienced a higher level of feeling, a feeling of one with another never previously known to him. Scully peaked multiple times, finally finishing in a unified peak between the two of them. "Mulder, oh Fox Mulder...why did we wait so long to do this? Of everything i have done in my life, nothing has felt so right." "Scully, we waited because the time wasn't right until now. We had to become entirely comfortable with each other before we could give to an intimate involvement. As many times as i have dreamed of this moment, it was never as perfect as it turned out. For once in my life, I did something right, not hurried. I love you, and i would have waited eternity to be with you......" he smiled widely looking deep into her eyes....."but i'm sure glad i didn't have to." "You are right Mulder, i would have never made you wait all of eternity..." she too smiled "so you mean to tell me I was the best you ever had?" "Real love makes all the difference in the world" was his serious reply. The two fell asleep in eachother's arms infatuated with the moment that had just occured. 0700 hrs The next morning.. The two agents were snugly and soundly asleep when Hodge knocked on the door with a loud banging sound. "I know you two are in there, open up the door" his voice echoed the anxiety hidden within him. "Mulder, it's Hodge, what do you think he wants" she wispered to her partner quizically wondering whether she should open the door. "It can't be good, just by the sound of his voice. Maybe we should just wait until he goes away?" Mulder was smiling at this response as Scully climbed out of bed, getting dressed, and sheepishly walked to the door. "Hodge, it is 7 am, what do you want?" "Where is Mulder? We heard noises last night, and the cabinets where the worms were kept had been broken in to. Sylba says she saw a man's form, but was too scared so she went back to her room" he was giving her a suspicious story....unless the something is going on between Hodge and Sylba....not the most unlikely thing....why else would Hodge automatically believe Sylba? "You think Mulder is infected?" Scully was starting to become increasingly agitated now, . "He didn't leave this room last night, he can barely walk, so I doubt he would be able to get around quietly even i f he wanted to." "Look, we don't have time for this! We have to try the cure on him before it is too late. You are putting all of us in danger by protecting him." "I checked him myself, Hodge, he is not infected, I would like to go back to sleep. Maybe if you get some rest as well you will realize how propostorous this is." Hodge wasn't leaving... thought Mulder as he lie in bed pretending to be asleep while overhearing the conversation. Suddenly Hodge took out a jar and hit Scully on the back of the head, causing her to loose her balance and fall into him . With one quick motion, Hodge took her limp body down the hall.... "Sculleeeeeeee" Mulder screamed in terror, unable to move fast enough to stop Hodge from taking her. "Mulder, help me.." was the last thing he heard while trying to get to the door fast enough.... He got pants and boots on as fast as one arm would take him and ran out into the hall with his gun drawn. "Scully? Scully, where are you" he heard a woman's scream down in the back room where the infected bodies had been kept before they were burned. This is one time a photographic memory comes in handy. he thought to himself. He crept out the door, out into the bitter cold blizzard, still only wearing just pants and boots, but the cold didn't bother him now, not when Scully was in danger.... Arriving under the window sil, Mulder listened to a woman scream.... "That should do it, now let's just hope we caught it in time." confidently emulated from Hodge. This was all Mulder needed to hear.....breaking the window with his bare fist, he dove in, gun still drawn. Landing on his i njured side, pain streaking through his arm down his chest and up into his head he lost consciousness.... "Mulder, wait!!" a suprised Scully screamed as she ran over to him. Moments later he regained consciousness to see a concerned look on Scully's face above him. "Scully? But....." "Fox, it was sylba who was infected, Hodge thought it was me, tricking me into getting hit by him telling me it was you. When he got me here, we noticed the movement in her neck. There was no time to tell you differently, we had to help her before it wa s too late." "I'm sorry Dana.." Hodge left the room, carrying Sylba to the room they were sharing, feeling terrible in his misjudgement. "Don't feel sorry for trying to protect me, Mulder, I love knowing that you will go to the end of the earth for me." She really loved his dedication to her, but wished he would stop blaming himself for her abduction...she could see it in his eyes...he was reliving all of that pain..... "I love you Mrs. Spooky..." she leaned down and kissed him gently. "That was some dive through the window...what grace...did you ever consider a career change into acrobatics?" "Ha Ha, I try to save her, and she makes jokes.....That was pure style i'll have you know...practiced over many attempts." "I especially like the no shirt and gloves part..you are so red from windburn....what style....just like bell bottoms and lesiure suits, eh Spooky?" they both laughed together eventually ending up in a tight hug on the floor. "Mulder, we should go back to our room....maybe i can help you with your clothes problem..." "What problem is that Dr. Scully?" "The fact that you are wearing entirely too many....and i also need to see that all that windburn is treated properly....check for frostbite...that sort of thing." "Lead the way, dear.....I will follow..." The End I hope that you liked it! Feedback is greatly appreciated, but flames will be ignored.