From: JoAnn Medrano Date: Thu, 4 Jan 2001 19:13:48 -0800 (PST) Subject: Reposted: Fox and Dana I: First Time Source: revision Title: Fox and Dana I: First Time Author: Jo Ann Medrano Address: agentsinlove@yahoo.com Spoilers: Tooms, Fight the Future, Triangle Rating: G Classification: Mulder/Scully Romance Keywords: None Summary: What happens when Mulder tells Scully to call him 'Fox'. Disclaimer: The characters of the X-Files do not belong to me. They are the property of Chris Carter, 1013 Productions and Fox Broadcasting. No copyright infringement is intended. Archive: Please don't archive on any site without permission from the author. My many thanks to the following, Chris Carter, Gillian Anderson, David Duchovny and all who work on the X-Files. Fox and Dana: First Time Thursday, March 25, 1999- Late Evening Scully could not believe what Mulder had just told her. Sharing the bed with him, they discussed the case they were working on. Mulder came into her motel room, complaining that the room he was staying in had no heat or extra blankets to keep him warm this cold night. He shyly asked if he could stay in her room. " Please, Scully, just for tonight... " Mulder pointed to the armchair in her room. It didn't look comfortable at all, but the old piece of furniture was better than the room he was in which was colder than a freezer. Dressed in a large T-shirt and sweatpants, Scully smiled at him. She couldn't resist his boyish face, and always gave into his requests. " Sure, you could sleep in here with me, Mulder. There's plenty of room on the bed... " Mulder's eyes grew large. " Are you sure, Scully? I mean... it is your... " " Of, course, you can... " She was full of surprises. " If you get out of line, I'll just shoot you... " Wearing his jogging clothes, Mulder tossed his running shoes and jacket to the side of the room. Hurling himself onto the bed, Mulder caused it to bounce a few times before it settled down. Still, Scully managed not to lose a drop of her hot tea she was holding when he jumped on the bed. " I should just get the gun and shoot you now!! " He started the 'work' conversation, introducing his theories on the case. As always, Scully had a hard time accepting his far-fetch explanations. She would go "Mulder this ", " Mulder that ", " Mulder, please ", "Mulder, Mulder, Mulder... ". He let out a sigh, which caught her attention. Scully expected to hear him say one of his smart comments. What came out was a complete surprise. " Will you just call me, 'Fox'..? " Mulder had asked. If it was meant to shut her up, it worked! She looked at him, her mouth open with disbelief. Scully honestly didn't know what to say. " You better close your mouth, Dana, or something is going to crawl in there... " " You want me to call you 'Fox'? " She finally answered, not noticing he had just called her 'Dana'. " Sure why not? It's my name... " " You never wanted me to call you 'Fox'. Why the sudden change of heart? " " Does there have to be a reason? I just want you to call me 'Fox'. It's no problem with you, is it?" " No, no problem whatsoever... Fox. " He smiled, liking the way she said his name. he felt a sudden regret for stopping her when she first tried to call him 'Fox' a few years ago. " Well, I don't know about you, Dana, but I could go for some TV right now... " He reached over for the remote control but stopped in mid-reach. He turned back to her, a look of worry on his face. " You don't mind if I call you 'Dana', do you, Scully? " " No, never did... " Dana smiled... xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Friday: Before Sunrise... Having fallen asleep during the movie, Fox moved his body close to Dana's. He rested his head on her shoulder with his hand nestled on her stomach, unaware of the closeness he had brought to them both. Dana had no plans to remove his hand. She liked the way it felt on her, giving her a sense of security. Dana brushed his hair to the side, enjoying her peaceful moment with him. ' Fox, ' She thought to herself. ' He's letting me call him, 'Fox'. ' When was the first time she tried to call him by his first name? Tooms. During the stakeout on Tooms a few years ago, she was trying to have A serious talk with him when she felt a strange need to call him by his first name. It ended with him reminding her, with a laugh, he preferred to be called, 'Mulder'. Mulder. Just Mulder. It made it worse when she brought him the wrong drink. ( If there's an iced tea in that bag, could be love...) Not knowing at the time, Dana had bought him a root beer instead of the drink he desired. It must not have been love... or was it? She tried to remember the first time he had called her Dana. It didn't seem fair. She never stopped or corrected him. The times he did call her by her first name caused her heart to beat fast. When did she know that she loved him? It was hard to believe there was a time she didn't. His every thought, his every move, his every boyish smile and all the annoying things he did had turned to love. She wondered if he loved her? There must have been some kind of love he had for her? Was it the kind of love a man had for a woman, or was it just the love for a friend or a sister? If the only kind of love he had for her was like that of a sister, it would kill her. He did say it once. (I love you...) It had to be the medication. Why else would he have spoken such nonsense? (Oh, brother...) Maybe... just maybe... Wrapping her free arm around him, Dana snuggled closer to him. When did she first fall in love with him? It must have been when she handed him the root beer. It wasn't iced tea, but could it have been the start of love? She kissed his forehead. Thinking of many times he kissed her, although never on the lips. He would have once, if the bee hadn't stung her. She wondered what would have been if the damn bee had waited a few seconds. Better yet, no bee at all, only their lips together. Those lips. She gently touched them with her fingertips feeling the softness of them. It wasn't fair. They should have kissed. (Why not now?) The thought hit her. I can't. I mean I shouldn't... (You could...) He's sleep. It would be taking advantage of him... (He might like it...) I don't want to wake him up... (Then be gentle, make it soft...) Like the wind... She moved closer to his lips. Feeling his breathing on her face. It was warm and welcoming. (Be slow, Dana, don't press too hard. Be gentle... be gentle... ) Their lips connected. Dana tried to be careful as she could, feeling the warmth of his lips against hers. (Pull back, girl, you're staying too long...) I don't want to go... (Pull back, you'll wake him up...) As she drew away, Dana felt his taste on her lips. Slowly with her tongue, she licked him in. ' I have Fox in my mouth.. Oh, Fox, you're inside of me now. I taste you all over my soul... ' While Dana enjoyed the moment, Fox's eyes slowly opened. A smile came across his lips. " Hey, that's not fair, you had the first kiss... " The End... continues in Fox And Dana: The Line Feedback is welcome... agentsinlove@yahoo.com