From: Lola Date: Thu, 27 Jan 2011 16:22:27 -0500 Subject: The Five Times I Slept With Her and the One Time I Didn't by Lolabeegood Source: direct Title: The Five Times I Slept With Her and the One Time I Didn't Author: Lolabeegood E-mail: lolabeegood@gmail.com Distribution: Anywhere as long as my name stays attached. Rating: R Category: S Keywords: Mulder/Scully Spoilers: The whole series and FTF. Summary: Mulder contemplates an Employee Satisfaction Survey I do not own the characters. **************************************** Fox Mulder sat in front of his computer and starred at the screen. He was stuck on question forty-eight and was waiting for Scully to come into the office before he continued. The bullpen bustled around him as other, younger, eager agents scurried to and fro delighted in their desk duty. He and Scully had been on background checks and crap detail for a while now and he was so desperate for a break he agreed to do something he'd never done before. He was filling out the FBI Employee Satisfaction Survey. And, at this moment he was regretting it. So far, the questions had been fairly mundane; do you feel your supervisor encourages you? Are there any courses the FBI could offer that would assist you in your current position? Mulder had not pulled any punches with his answers and was feeling quite satisfied as an employee that he could air his concerns, regardless of the fact that nothing would get done about them. The problem with the survey was this: you couldn't continue to the next question until you answered the current question, and there was no BACK button. For most of the survey this wasn't a problem, but when Mulder got to question forty-eight he realized the error in his ways at thinking this was a mundane exercise. Question Forty-eight: Have you ever had to share accommodations with your partner while on a case? If so, was it by choice, or due to the fact that no other rooms were available? Was this a positive or negative experience? Explain. Fox Mulder leaned back on his chair and thought about his answer. He had slept with his partner five times on cases, and one time he had not. *************************************** The first time was after his release from Ellens Air Force Base and the first case where he met Deep Throat. "Mulder, you need to lay down so I can examine you," she said as she opened up the door to her motel room. He had been released to her in an isolated area just 30 minutes prior and their drive back to the motel had been virtually silent. He stood stunned on the other side, not completely sure why he was there with her, or how he got to even be at the motel. "Mulder," she implored as she grabbed his arm and pulled him inside. "Okay, okay," he said softly as he followed her direction. She sat him down on the bed and crossed the room to grab her medical bag. "I want to listen to your heart and..." Her speech was stopped short when she noticed his sitting with his face in his hands. "Mulder?" she asked softly as she crouched down before him and slowly removed a hand from his face. "Mulder, are you okay?" "I don't remember...I don't..." "I know," she sighed as she rested an elbow on his thigh. "Let's take this one step at a time okay?" She proceeded to do a cursory exam of him, checking his blood pressure, heart rate, and looking for any signs of abuse on his body. When she noticed his body sagging against hers as she finished her exam, she put away her medical bag. She peeled back the covers to her bed. "Climb in, Mulder." She said. He fell back against the covers and she pulled the blanket up over him. As her arm crossed his chest he grabbed hold of her wrist. "Don't leave me," he asked as his voice cracked. "I won't, I just want to call..." "Please," he asked with his eyes more than his voice. She sighed and gave him a tight-lipped smile. "I'll come around to the other side." He released her wrist and she walked around to the other side of the bed, slipped off her shoes and climbed in bed next to him, adjusting the pillows so she could sit comfortably. He pressed his back against her leg and felt himself drift off to sleep. He was sure she didn't sit with him for long before she fell asleep herself. ************************************** The second time they slept together was in Dwight, when they were forced to share a room in the only motel for 100 miles. It was a difficult situation but, because of a Masons convention, rooms were scarce. They were lucky that "Murray" had kidney stones or else they wouldn't even have one room. "Scully?" he knocked on the bathroom door, "are you almost done in there?" She threw open the door and saw his uncomfortable face on the other side. He had to pee so badly urine was practically pooling in his eyeballs. "It's all yours." He shoved past her and closed the door quickly. If it hadn't been for Masons roaming all over the motel he would have just peed in a bush. He flushed the toilet and emerged with a toothbrush sticking out of his mouth and padded to his luggage. "Mulder, do you sleep on a certain side?" she asked as she stood at the foot of the bed. He went to the washroom and spit before responding. "I don't care, Scully. Whatever works best for you." "I kinda like the right," she said quietly. "Then take it, and I'll take the left." "Okay," she said with a yawn. "I just have to change," he said as he shut the bathroom door again. He exited the washroom a few minutes later without her noticing and watched as she pulled down the covers on the entire bed and walked to the right side. Palming two Tylenols she picked up a glass of water and threw them to the back of her throat before taking up the glass of water. "You take sleeping pills?" he startled her from behind. She swallowed the water and then looked at him dressed in just pyjama pants, his chest bare. "Tylenol. I have a headache." "So no action tonight?" he joked as he draped his pants over a chair. "Mulder..." "I'm just kidding Scully, lighten up. We could be sleeping in the car or I could have had that bean burrito for lunch or..." he reached out to hold her shoulder when he noticed how tight her muscles were. "Shit, you're all tight." "My shoulders practically touch my ears when I have a headache," she said as she sat on the bed. "Do you want me to...?" he asked as he made a massaging motion. "No," she said lowering her eyes "I'll be fine." "Okay, well, goodnight." he said as he walked around to his side of the bed and turned out his light. "Goodnight," she said as she lifted her feet up and slid under the covers. She reached over and turned off the last light in their room. He shifted around on his side of the bed, adjusting the pillow and sighing heavily. She lay perfectly still on her back, waiting for sleep to come. The Masons whooped in the parking lot and someone yelled "throw Phil in too!" as a loud splash was heard from the pool area. They lay in silence for almost 10 minutes before Mulder broke it. "Scully, you still awake?" "Yep." She replied. "This is weird, huh?" "It is," she sighed and rolled to face him. "Have you ever shared a room with a female agent before?" "One I wasn't romantically involved with? No." "Have you?" "You mean a male agent? No." "Male, female...I wasn't picky." She swatted at him and only caught the edge of his arm. They were that far apart. "Those Masons sure know how to party." he said with a snicker. "Yeah, they..." she winced as she started to turn her head toward the window. "Your headache?" he asked "My neck, my headache, my..." She stopped talking when she heard him shift closer. "Turn and face the other way." "Mulder, I..." "Trust me, it'll help you sleep," he said softly. She obliged and felt two very warm hands rest on her shoulders. He started to gently knead the muscles and work them into a pool of Jell-O. "God, you're good," she sighed. Then she laughed at herself. "That didn't sound right." "What would personnel say about this, Agent Scully?" "We'd be so written up," she chuckled. "Yet, are we doing anything inappropriate?" "Well...we are sleeping in the same bed, you are half naked, you are massaging my shoulders and back and I did just moan, but..." "But, I'm just a friend helping you feel better." "Yeah." she answered with a smile. "Thanks." "No problem," he said as he slowly worked the muscles in her back. *************************************** The third time was after they had discovered all the file cabinets buried underground in West Virginia in 1995. They had driven all night to meet Skinner in Maryland and had to stay out of sight, so they holed up in a small cabin in Elk Neck State Park. "So I guess we're sharing?" Mulder asked as he noted the two missing mattresses on the bunk beds and the one queen sized bed in the middle of the cabin. "Where the hell are they?" she asked annoyed as she dropped a small bag on the bed. "It's off-season, maybe they are being de-loused," Mulder joked and she winced. "Fine," she sighed as she wiped her eyes, "I'm so tired I could sleep with the bed bugs." "That hardly makes me feel any better," he joked as he set a box down on the one table in the room. She travelled around the small cabin noting the cold running water in the kitchen and the few utensils in the drawers. "Where's the bathroom?" "It's just to the east," Mulder gestured with his hand. "I thought it was just showers..." "No, all washroom-like facilities are communal." "Great," she muttered under her breath. "Perfect." "I'm headed out there before tucking you in..." She smirked at him across the room. "So, if you want some company as you walk through the forest..." "Let's go," she said as she walked ahead of him. Fifteen minutes later he found himself laying with his back to her as she changed into his t-shirt in the one-room cabin. "Done," she said softly as she threw her clothes over the back of a well-worn chair. He rolled to look at her as she tugged at his shirt, attempting to pull it as close to her knees as possible. "It fits," he smiled at her. "Lucky I thought to tell Skinner about my emergency bag in the office before he came out." "It's better then nothing," she said as she crawled under the covers on the opposite side of the bed. "I beg to differ," he muttered. She leaned over and turned out the bedside lamp. "Goodnight, Mulder." "Scully, I want you to know that I wouldn't keep you from your sister...we just need to make sure it's safe." He said as the room became dark. "I know," she sighed next to him. "I just wonder how she is...if it wasn't for me..." "Don't...don't say that," he interrupted her as he rolled to face her in bed. "I can't...it's because of me that she's there, fighting for her life." She said as her voice cracked. "Scully," he said as he reached under the covers and with accuracy grabbed her hand. "Mulder...let's just go to sleep," she sighed again. "I can't talk about this...I just can't." He squeezed her hand once and released it, retracting his under the covers. "Goodnight." He rolled away from her and she away from him. He laid and listened to her breathing until he was sure she had fallen asleep. ******************************************* The fourth time he slept with her they had just turned a man many had termed 'a monster' over to local authorities. It was almost 2am and their flight was leaving at 8:40 that same morning. They decided it was more prudent to get one room rather than two for them to crash in for a few hours before the flight. "Do you care which on you get?" Scully asked as they walked in the room. "Scully, I could fall asleep on the shag carpet," he replied as he dropped their bags on the chair. She walked over to her bag and extracted a pair of pyjamas and padded to the bathroom without a word. He took his cue and stripped down to his boxers and then adjusted the heat to warm the room. "Those are interesting boxers," she said from behind him as she stood there in her pyjamas. "They glow in the dark too...you'll be the only woman who gets to appreciate my glow in the dark boxers." "I feel so privileged," she said sarcastically. "I'm hoping the circle will expand one day but for now, it's just you Scully." "Well, they are appreciated," she yawned as she reached to take down the covers to her bed. "Uhhh, disgusting," she yelped as she starred at her sheets. Mulder walked over to her side and starred at the semen stained sheet with her. "Looks like they missed a bed," he snickered next to her. "Crap, now I have to call housekeeping and..." she began to whine. "If mine is fine, I'll share." He offered. He pulled back the covers on his bed to reveal crisp and clean white sheets. "Mulder, you don't want to..." "Just get in bed and pass out, I won't be conscious in about 5 minutes." She groaned and walked to the opposite side of the bed and settled on the clean sheets, drawing the blanket up to cover her torso. "Good night," she sighed contentedly. Mulder sat and set the clock on their bedside table for 7:30am. "Good night." Satisfied with the time, he settled back on his soft pillow and sighed deeply. "You're as exhausted as I am," she said quietly. His eyes started to drift shut and he felt the words on his mouth, but they didn't quite make it past his tongue. He was asleep before he realized he hadn't answered her. When he woke with the alarm at 7:30 he was wrapped around her torso, holding her waist tightly against his body. He carefully extracted himself from her and rolled away before she stirred in the bed a few minutes later. **************************************** The fifth time he slept with her was on a cot in Antarctica. After they had managed to rescue each other, they had crawled to the Bobcat and he'd got it started again. They made it as far as the Japanese Science Research Lab, which was the closest facility to them. It was a small, cramped facility and the six scientists looked at them with amazement when they emerged from the Bobcat. Apparently, visitors don't just show up in the Antarctic. Some broken English communication had allowed them to wire the US Research team and make arrangements for pick-up the next day. A cursory exam of Scully, mostly done by Mulder, revealed that besides some pretty bad frostbite and a minor case of hypothermia, she was no worse for wear. The Japanese researchers didn't know what to make of them when Scully looked at Mulder with horror after he jokingly offered to do an internal exam. That night, partially because of her hypothermia, but mostly because it was the only cot available and they were exhausted, Mulder and Scully slept together. His back was pressed flat against the wall and her arms hung over the side, but they had managed to get some rest and to keep her warm. He had greatly enjoyed her proximity and relished in holding her tightly against him; telling her the whole time that she needed his warmth. She seemed to give in to sleeping with him, and he wasn't so sure that it was just for his warmth. That night they had both said things to each other as they lay cuddled together. Words like "you know I love you," escaped his lips before he could stop them or think about their consequences. She, in turn, said that she couldn't imagine life without him, which was, in his estimation, the closest to a proclamation of love he had gotten in all the years he'd known her. And, in the morning, she made no mention of his erection as it poked her in the ass and he pretended not to hear her say his name with desire as she slept. *********************************** The one time they were on a case and hadn't slept together was when a flying cow had forced them into the same bed. She and Mulder had been involved romantically for over a month, but not once had they had sex while on a case. That was until they found themselves in Kroner Kansas. Mulder had just realized that Holman was controlling the weather but it was too late to act upon that belief. "You can talk with him before we leave in the morning," Scully said as she pulled down the covers on the one bed in the room. "Uh, Scully," he paused, not sure how to continue. "Do you honestly want me to sleep on the cot?" "No," she said looking up at him. "We just needed to have it in the room, for propriety." "Scully, this is a dive motel. Do you really think they care about propriety?" he asked as he rose to walk to her. "I care about propriety. We're on a case and..." "Technically, we're not on the case anymore," he said as he saddled up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Until we are back in DC we are on the case," she said as she leaned her back into his chest. "Who made up this rule?" He asked as he leaned down and kissed her neck. "We agreed that..." she stopped talking as he continued to kiss. "The case is closed, a cow has forced us to share a room, the next flight isn't until morning...don't you think there are a lot of signs?" He asked her seductively. "Mulder, if we were looking for signs we would have slept with each other years ago," she said softly. "My point exactly. Let's not waste anymore time." He said as he started to unbutton her blouse from behind her. He was surprised when she didn't stop his nimble fingers and even more surprised when she unbuttoned her own pants and let them drop to the floor. His eyes followed his hands as he took in her sexy pink panties. "So you wore these today, knowing I was going to be sleeping here with you," he said softly into her ear. "Uh huh," she smiled seductively. "And you were going to sleep chastely next to me tonight if I didn't make a move?" He asked as he continued to kiss his way down her shoulder. "Uh uh," she said as her smile broadened. "So, Scully...this is you playing hard to get when all along you planned on jumping my bones tonight?" He smiled over at her as his right hand dipped into her panties. "I don't think I played that hard to get," she said as her back arched. She gasped as he put two fingers inside her and massaged her breast with his other hand. "Well, it did take a few years..." he mused as he worked his fingers inside of her. She reached behind her back and undid his jeans with swiftness and certainty. He shimmied his way out of them and heard a bunch of change that was in his pockets roll loose onto the floor. He pushed his hand under her bra and worked her nipple between his thumb and forefinger as her breathing became shallow and she made soft noises against his ear. He felt her reluctantly turn towards him and he slipped his fingers out from inside her wet passage. She dropped her panties quickly and started to back towards the bed. He followed without hesitation and, as she lay back on the bed, opening her legs to him, he shrugged off his shirt and crawled between her legs.He surprised her by immediately placing his mouth on her and inserting his tongue. "Oh, Christ!" She gasped as her head lifted up to watch him. He licked her folds and nibbled at her clit until she was moaning noisily underneath him and her vagina v ibrated around his tongue. "Oh, Mulder...oh my god, Mulder!" She huffed loudly below him. "So much for propriety," he chuckled. "You've just given the neighbours quite the Theatre of the Mind." She was in such a state of ecstasy that she couldn't even think of an interesting comeback, and didn't actually care if she even had one. He crawled up between her legs and grabbed hold of his member as he inserted himself into her and her legs quivered around him. "Oh, god you feel so good," he groaned as he started to move inside of her. He pumped sloppily as she bucked below him and rolled her hips against his groin. The sensation of their coupling, the first in over a week, was too much for him to bear and he came before he wanted to. "Oh god, I'm sorry," he sighed as his juices flowed from his body to hers. "It's okay...it's okay," she said quietly to him as she ran a hand up and down his cheek. "It's just it's been..." he tried to justify. "I know, I know," she quieted him with her acceptance. "I love you, Mulder. I love you." He kissed her fully on the lips in response to her words of love; words she said rarely. He spent the rest of the night making up for his quick first performance. There was no sleep that night. ************************************* "Mulder, why are you just sitting there?" She asked as she walked to her desk. "Huh? Sorry." He apologized as he turned to face her as she hung her coat on the chair. "What's got you in dreamland?" She asked with an inquisitive smile. "Fond memories of Kroner, Kansas," he replied as watched her reaction. An eyebrow quickly raised and then dropped as her eyes shifted around to see who was within hearing distance. "Why are you thinking about that case?" She asked as she took a seat at her desk. "I'm stuck on a question in the Employee Satisfaction Survey," he answered honestly as he turned his monitor towards her. "Why are you doing that?" she asked with disdain as she leaned forward to read his screen. "I had some time and I thought I'd play nice for once, until I got to question forty-eight." He watched as her eyes read over the question, a faint blush rose up her neck and she cleared her throat. "Now you see my problem," he said quietly. "How many?" She asked. "Accurately?" He asked and she nodded. "Six." "So say six," she said in a hushed voice. "Do we really want all six on record?" He asked honestly. "Maybe leave out Kroner," she advised. "And that time after Ellens." "I was thinking Dwight was not something we want to include...or that time after Cher." He whispered back. "I don't think Antarctica counts because technically we shared accommodations with six Japanese scientists as well." "Not in the same bed," she mumbled to herself. He smirked back at her. "So, does that leave one?" She asked. "Yep, that cabin in Elk Neck Park...it's already on record." "Go with that," she said as she lifted a pen to start her work. "It was out of necessity and no it wasn't positive because it was freezing cold and we didn't even have an indoor washroom." "But you were a good cuddler because of the cold," he said quietly as he leaned into speak only with her. She looked around the bullpen and, when she saw no one was the least bit interested in them added, "It really wasn't that cold." He looked across her desk at the wicked smile on her face and grinned back at her, holding her attention for a long moment. He then turned to his computer and answered the question. ************************************* The End.