From: JoAnn Medrano Date: Wed, 11 Apr 2001 20:09:04 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Fox and Dana XXXIII: Love and Regret Source: revision Title: Fox and Dana XXXIII: Love and Regret Author: Jo Ann Medrano Address: agentsinlove@yahoo.com Rated: NC-17 Spoilers: The Erlenmeyer Flask, Amor Fati, First-Person Shooter Classification: S Keyword: Mulder/Scully Married Summary: Some have their regrets while others continue with their love... Archive: Do not archive on any site without my permission. 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. http://www.agentsinlove.com/ Fox and Dana: Love and Regret Somewhere In the World... Alex Krycek surveyed the destruction before him. The scent of burnt flesh overpowered his senses causing him to back away before adjusting himself to the foul smell. He could never get use to it. For the past two years he witnessed such horrors committed by the Rebel Alien forces that were bent on destroying the Project. They held possession of an alien fetus. Yet it was only one of many. Had he known this fact at the time, Krycek would have never adventured to the science base to retreat the now stolen fetus and witnessed the one person he loved fall victim to the tests that were done on her. That was the past. Now the future was his concern. With a team of soldiers searching the area, once it was cleared, the clean up would commence. Rarely did they ever find any survivors. Those that manage to escape were not always human and they were forced to hunt down or give up any hope of disposing them. By the appearance of the burnt carcasses it was doubtful anyone was able to avoid the fires of death by the rebels. " Sir... " A soldier called to him. Pushing the female ahead of him, the soldier forced her onto her knees and bowed before Krycek " We found merchandise, sir... " The soldier informed him. " I see... " Krycek stared at the female hybrid. " Please... " The female spoke. " Please I have service well... I have been loyal to what has created me... I will not betray the cause... I service it... I swear... " Bringing his hand upon the female, Krycek lifted her face for him to view her better. Young, pretty as all female hybrids were created to be. The taste of men still prevailed even in the subjects of their work. " The rebels did this..? " Krycek asked. " Yes... Fire everywhere... The screams... I couldn't help... I couldn't... I didn't want to die... " " Are there any other survivors like you..? " " I had seen others like me... run... but anyone who was human... they burned alive... It was horrible... I seen it!! With my own eyes!! They murdered my creator!! " Gently letting her slip free from his hand, Krycek stood above the crying female. " Dispose of her... " " NO!! " The female tried to stand but the sudden explosion to the back of her neck ended her life. Walking away as the body dissolved behind him, Krycek ordered the clean up to start... xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx The Mulders' Apartment... Dana Mulder slipped the surgical mask over her nose and mouth. She didn't think it was necessary for her to wear but her husband had been insisted. After putting the latex gloves on she moved from the kitchen, carrying a tray of items to the third room that was used as an office. With a light tap on the door the only answer she received was heavy coughing coming from the other side. Taking that as his answer, Dana opened the door to find a mess of the man she loved spend on the couch with several layers of blankets over him and one feline asleep on his chest. " Fox... " Dana called to him through the mask. Opening his eyes with a crack of life in him, a frown grew on his face with his bottom lip sticking out to greet her. " I can't believe you're leaving me here to die... " " It's only for a few hours, Fox... I'll be home early... " Dana smiled behind her mask. Having moved to the other room to limit his contact with Dana, Fox was not at all comfortable on his old leather couch. He had grown to like sleeping on a good mattress with plenty of room for him to move only added to the misery he was in. Placing the tray on the desk, Dana carefully removed three sport bottles, one contained lime Gatorade and the other two with water, his medicine and a fresh box of tissues. Seeing what she had Fox stretched out his hand toward her. " I want my bottle... " Having discovered within the time they have been together as couple, Fox was more willing to drink fluids when he was sick if it was given to him in a sport bottle. " Water or Gatorade? " Dana showed him the two of sport bottles. " Gatorade... " He reached for it. Taking two tablets, Dana placed them into his hand. " OK, Fox... These you have to take every four hours. Since I'm not going to be here to give these to you later on, I will be giving you a call... " " What if I'm asleep? " He complained. " Can't your mom come over..? " " I can't have my mother running out here every time you're sick, Fox... Anyway, the worse of it has passed... " Dana patted his forehead. It had been the misfortune that caused Fox to become ill. Theorizing they were exposed to a contagious individual at the pizza fun house they attended for her nephew's third birthday party the day before her brothers and their families returned to their homes. All three of her nephews became sick, Fox had been the only adult who was ill. " OUCH!! My head still hurts... I should be going to this meeting... not you! " Fox whined. " Skinner wants one of us there, Fox... I reviewed everything last night. I will be able to handle it. " " It's not that I don't think you can handle it, Dana... It would be better if we both were there... " " Well, it's not going to happen... and if I find you lurking around the hallways... I will not be held response for what I will do to you... " " Are you threatening me? " " Yes! Please, Fox... I want you to get better. I miss you not being in bed with me... " Dana rubbed his cheeks. " It's not fair!! " Fox pouted. " Why am I always the one that gets sick?!! " " No one has an answer for that one, Fox... " Dana smiled... xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Washington, D.C.: A Hotel Room... Going through her suitcase, she placed each of her garments on the bed. She was not unpacking. Her task only required an overnight stay. Then she was to leave again. A nomad existence she had lived for over a year. Staying only for a short while in each of the areas she was sent to, her assignment kept her busy. Finding the plastic bag she searched for, a beautiful soft blue one-piece infant sleeper was pulled out and held it in front of her. She imagined the newborn, who would wear this brought a smile to her. She carefully folded the sleeper and rested it in a pillow of tissue paper within a white cardboard box that framed it. Sealing the box tight, the wrapping paper glided across it and was firmly taped down with clear scotch tape. A huge blue ribbon matched the color of the clouds that were designed on the paper with angel babies sleeping peacefully in the clouds' embrace. 'For the little Angel' she printed with love on the envelope and slipped the card inside after she had signed it. Admiring her work, she lifted the gift up and placed a gentle kiss on the envelope. It was a small gesture with the desire to give more... xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx FBI Headquarters... Special Agent Dana Scully moved in her seat once more. Sitting with several other agents as they listened to Assisted Director Walter Skinner address them in the meeting, Scully tried to find a comfort spot in the chair she was sitting. Adjusting to the condition of her body, Scully could not remain sitting in one place for long. She tried not to be notice among the other agents or even to be a bother. Scully could never get use to the new treatment she now received since her pregnancy had become known. It was not difficult to see the changes in others that were around her. Where she once could walk down the hallway without much of a hello from the other Federal workers, Scully could barely make it out of the elevator before she could answer the many questions that were now addressed to her. The constant touching of her stomach was madding. Why everyone felt the need to place their hands on her, as if they had anything to do with the baby's creation, bothered Scully. Still she bared and grinned it, reminding herself never to do this to another pregnant woman in her life. Her husband's sense of humor didn't help much. Noticing her belly-button now protruding, he could not resist pressing it and making the sound of a doorbell ringing. A hard smack to his annoying hand put a stop to that foolishness. ' Oh, the joys of motherhood, ' Scully thought as she stretched again in her seat. Looking down at her watch, Scully wished the meeting would end soon. Her doctor's appointment was at eleven-thirty and she hoped to be there earlier then scheduled. Skinner assured her that she could leave if the meeting did not adjourn in time. Looking at the faces before her, Scully could see the tension in their bodies as they concentrated on the information that Skinner was presenting. She knew they were glad that Agent Mulder was not here. Some of them actually smiled when they were informed of him not attending the meeting. Poor Mulder. Never would there be any respect for him that he deserved among his peers. Life had played a cruel joke on him that many could blame on misfortune or even to the fact his birthdate landed on the thirteen of the month when he was born. Scully did not believe in such nonsense. Mulder's open- mindedness and honest expression of his feelings led to many unpleasant encounters with those who were closed-minded and unwilling to see beyond the facts. It was not difficult to put Scully in the same category as those who disbelieved in Mulder. Yet, the strength in his determination and spirit she always admired to this day. It was one of the many things she loved about Fox Mulder. Even in the grave circumstances and many difficulties they experience in their lives, they had managed to remain loyal to one another. Even the encounters with family members could not tarnish the bond they shared together. Family. The lives they shared with the people they were born to and the family members that surrounded their growing years governed much of what made them the people they were today. Scully herself had come from a family of strong people. Not only in the strength of their bodies but the heart and soul of their minds led to the generation that created her. Her mother's firm but understanding allowed Scully to be the independent woman she was. Her father's love but difficulties to let go had made her move forward and determine to be her own person. Not simply a daughter or a sister but to be Dana Scully. A person that set forward her own guidance in life that led her to the FBI and eventually to her partner, Fox Mulder. A life that Mulder came from left him scarred and single- minded. Yet deep inside of him was the caring person he had started out in life. Those he was surrounded by made that part of his personality hide and be naive. Wanting so much to trust those he wanted to give his love to, but being betrayed too many times left him cautious. Still his desire to believe there was good in people led him to the trust and love he had for Dana Scully. It was a shame those who raised him, could not enjoy that part of him. Time itself had not denied such opportunities to occur with the family member who was left in his life. Finding the bed empty when she awakened the morning after the visit from her family that reunited her with her brother Bill, Dana covered herself in her robe to fight the early chill. Uncertain where her husband was, Dana hoped to talk with her mother-in-law and perhaps convince her not to leave. Dana was aware on how Fox had been treating his mother. Nor was she blind for the reasons behind his behavior. Her mother told her of the man that visited and revealed to them who was responsible for the kidnapping. The story the man told had unnerved her mother. Only one man could fit the description, her mother had given to her. Only one man could bring such rage to her husband. The Cigarette Smoking Man brought forth a truth that Fox was not prepared to face, and could not keep the pain from surfacing in him to lash out against the woman who borne him. Seeing the pieces falling into place, Dana knew the actions that Mrs. Mulder committed against her husband was sinful but she could not condemn. For if Teena Mulder had not committed the act of adultery Dana would not have her Fox. Where to balance the wrong from the right, Dana felt it was best to leave in God's hand. Yet the man who was the father of her Fox lived the life that was worse than the sin he committed when he lay down with his friend's wife. Dana worried for Fox. How was he able to accept the knowledge of his real father and try to live with the sin that created him? Taking on yet another truth to his past, fearing it would weigh heavy on their future. Dana was about to enter the living room when she stopped and witnessed a sight that freed her of the worries. On his knees with his arms wrapped around his mother as she sat on the couch, Fox nestled his face into her neck while Teena had her own arms around him. Rocking him side to side, the tears she shed rolled down her cheeks and on to her son that showed the happiness any mother would have when she knew of her child's love. It was an understanding that caused Dana to smile. " ...All right, people... " Skinner nodded his head toward the agents as the meeting came to an end. Standing to leave, Scully gathered her notes and files as the others left before her. " Good day, sir... " Scully said to Skinner as she walked out. " Agent Scully? " Skinner called her back. " Yes, sir? " Scully turned toward him. Placing his hand on her arm, Skinner looked deep into her eyes. " Dana, I want you to know that anytime you're feeling uncomfortable, please... let me know. There's no problem for us to take an extra break... " " Thank you, sir... but I don't want to be a bother. " " It's not a bother... " Skinner let her go. " Good day, Agent Scully... We'll see you tomorrow. " He walked back into his office closing the door behind him. Trying to move to the elevator as quickly as possible, the many fellow employees greeted Scully while she walked down the hallway causing her to slow down. She managed to enter the elevator without too much fussing around her, only a casual smile from those she rode with a few floors down. Once the elevator's doors opened to the basement floor, Scully made a turn toward her office but stopped when she noticed the door to Mulder's office was opened. Remembering she had locked it before going to the meeting, Scully placed her hand on her weapon that she still kept on her side and moved cautiously to Mulder's office. Walking in, she saw a woman standing over Mulder's desk, her back facing Scully. " Excuse me..?! What are you... " Scully called out. The woman turning toward her caused a reaction and a surprise to Scully when she reached for her weapon and shouted. " FREEZE!!! " xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Fox Mulder aimed the remote control at the television. With his thumb resting heavy on the clicker, he had to back track a few channels when he finally found something of interest to watch. Pulling the blanket close to his chest, Fox grinned wide as he watched a group of bikini wearing girls come on the screen. He must have not been that sick, Fox figured as he enjoyed the dancing beauties. Especially with the sudden warmth developing in his boxers that was not caused by any fever. The wonders of being a man. He could be dead to the world but his dick would still salute anything that would rub against it. Thank God he was a man. Though he had spent a few years of his life living celibate, his sex drive had always remained. Satisfying himself with porn videos and sex calls, he had not forgotten the feeling of having a woman with him. Entering inside of her, bridging together the pleasure of intercourse as they shared their bodies with one another. No matter what his fantasies were in the later years or what woman he would imagine himself to be with. It always was Dana Scully whose face he would see when he climaxed and called out her name. Thank God for Dana. Their lovemaking ranged from being romantic with candles and incense burning to the rough-riding sex that made the walls rock. Their open-mindedness and understanding of their desires gave them the freedom to express their love in many different forms. Certainly their fetishes were explored with the keen interest they always showed. Fox was grateful that Dana could put up with his sick mind. He was such a baby. It seemed that most of his pleasures stemmed from an infantile behavior but in the end Dana always made him feel like a man. She was the woman of his dreams... though he had not expected her to be so short and so red. Fox could not remember once being attracted to a redhead or anyone who couldn't at least get passed his shoulders. Yet he could not imagine anyone else who could steal his heart as Dana did. Thinking of the relationships he had in the past were as different as night and day. Phoebe Green took great pleasure in punishing his body leaving him battered, bruised and mentally tortured. Feeling that he deserved everything she did to him, Fox knew in his heart that the punishments Phoebe directed on him were for not saving his sister, not saving his family and for not being a good person at all. None of these acts Phoebe put him through came with love. There was none in their relationship despite what he wanted to believe. He was there for her needs. When she was done with him, Fox was no more than the trash being thrown out. Diana Fowley had been a romantic lover. Though he had found the experience different and pleasant, it did not have the same drive that Fox needed. A sense of adventure and roughness that Diana lacked had not been the cause of their relationship to end. Yet he became bored with her and sorted out others ways to relieve his sexual tension by porn videos and magazines when he was alone. Then came Dana Scully. A loving, caring, wild, romantic, experimental, strong, intelligent, take charge woman that Fox Mulder had ever met. No one, not even him would have believed her to be these things that he now knew. Scully's characteristic painted her to be a no-nonsense person who stuck with the rules and policies that she stood by in the Bureau. Policies were one thing, what Dana was like at home was another. It was in the first days of their new relationship that he learned all of this and it was a ride that had no end to it. Dana not only made their lovemaking enjoyable and fulfilling, she had a way of using his strengths and weaknesses against him. Adding to the excitement each time they engaged in sex. Keeping him restricted was one of her favorites. Not having the ability to stand still for a minute, Fox was on the edge of madness whenever Dana would tie him up. Combining with a good swat to his backside whenever he acted in a foolish and childish manner, Dana knew how to take charge during the times they played their games. Seeing one of the bathing beauties on the television reminded Fox of a certain lady he remembered from a case in Los Angeles that happened nearly a year ago. It was hard not to forget Ms. Afterglow or the programmed creation that was based on her body. Man, was it hard to keep a straight face during the questioning of Ms. Afterglow in the sheriff's office or trying not to allow a bulge to grow in his pants. Seeing the look Scully was giving him, Mulder knew he was in deep shit... xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Los Angeles: A Motel Room... Fox Mulder let out a sniffle. Trying not to pull on the restrains that were tied around his wrists, the stinging from his backside was enough to make him forget the discomfort his arms felt being stretched across the closet he was standing in. Tied from one end of the hanging rail to the other, Dana had removed what few clothes he hung in the closet before leaving him alone with both the lights and the closet door opened. He was thankful at least for that. Dana had been a savage to his behind. Letting loose the anger she had for his immature behavior earlier in the evening. She came armed with her wooden hairbrush and traveling bag when she walked into his motel room finding him as she instructed him to be, naked and sitting on the bed. He had only broken one rule she stated before leaving him at his motel door but he wasn't quick enough to shut the television off when Dana came walking in a few minutes later. Thinking that she was angry at him for his obvious glancing at Ms. Afterglow in the sheriff's office, Dana seemed surprised when he confessed this to her. " No... Why would I be upset with you for being a man? She was a beautiful woman... Real or digital... I can't blame you for finding her attractive. What man wouldn't? " Dana putted both her hands on his face giving him a squeeze. " Of course, if you were to have done something with her... that would be an entirely different matter... " " Never, Dana!! Only you!! I only want to be with you! " Fox stuck out his bottom lip even with Dana pressing his face in. Patting his cheeks, Dana smiled. " Oh, Fox... You're such a sweet talker... I'm almost sorry I have to punish you... but I can't let you get away with what you did... " " But.. but, Dana... What... what did I do? You said you weren't... " " Oh, Fox... once again you are blinded by the actions you do... So many times you put me through this and yet you always fail to see how much harm and worry it does to me... Putting your life in danger because of a game... A male-driven, testosterone, egotistic, foolish and life threatening GAME!! " Fox brought his eyes down. He couldn't stand the look Dana was giving him. " Look at your face... Your beautiful face... " Dana lightly touched the two bandaged areas on his forehead and his left cheek. " How close you came to losing your head... because you had to play that game... And you knew how dangerous it was. Two people died because of it!! You just had to show off... Be a big man in front of the Gunmen... Blasting away like you said... What a big man you were... That game almost killed you!! It almost killed me!! " Fox cringed at her words. Oh, God... if Dana had died? What would he have done?! What would he have done?!! Dana then took his chin, forcing Fox to look at her. " I came so close to losing you... I would have died for you, Fox... No matter how irresponsible your actions were... I wasn't about to let that programmed bitch take you away from me... But I want you to know how unhappy I am with you... You're going to learn, Fox... and be reminded when you sit down... just how important your ass is to me. " Oh, yeah... he wasn't going to forget this for at a least day or two when he shifted and again felt the pain that reminded him that he was going to have to get rid of that fuckin' hairbrush when Dana wasn't around. Hearing sounds coming from the room, Fox lifted his head when Dana came into the closet dragging a chair behind her. Wearing her leather jacket, she wore it tight around her thin waist that outlined the curves of her hips. God, he loved that leather jacket. She had worn it since they left Washington driving him nuts every time he brushed against it. Mulder whispered in her ear telling her how sexy she looked in it but Scully merely raised an eyebrow and told him to act professionally. Oh, he loved that jacket. Dana and leather... oh, what a mixture! Noticing her legs tinted by the dark nylons she wore with the black pumps that gave her the extra height. Her lips were more red then before and her hair fell over one of her eyes giving her a dangerous look. Placing the chair in front of him, Dana slid on to it keeping things hidden from his eyes. Her legs crossed, Dana's elevated foot rested beneath Fox's testicles with his erected penis giving her the room to lightly bounce his balls. The moans escaped his lips as the point of her shoe dug in between pushing his manhood upward. " Hello, little boy... Are we ready to be a big boy? You certainly look like one... " Dana slid her foot side to side. Again the moan came deep from within his throat. " ...Dana, you're killing me... " " Am I really? " Dana removed her foot. Uncrossing her legs slowly, Dana revealed she had nothing beneath as she edged closer to Fox. Her legs spend wide, Dana blew light kisses across Fox's belly with her fingertips tapping gently over his penis. Not allowing complete contact, Fox tried to push his body closer but Dana back away laughing. " I must confess, Fox... I lied to you... I don't like you looking at other women... Especially ones that look like Ms. Afterglow. " Extending her leg out to rub between his thighs, Dana smiled. " You're mine, Fox... but all those years together... Only looking and dreaming... Pretending there was nothing... Did you dream of me, Fox? Or was it someone like Ms. Afterglow that you jacked off to..? " Dana gave a quick bounce to his balls. " I like to think it was me... that made your dreams so wet... How many times did you call my name out, Fox..? How many times did you dream yourself fuckin' me? " " I never dreamed of fuckin' you, Dana... I dreamed of making love to you... " Dana slowly stood up with her fingernails scraping from his belly to his chest. Her fingers rubbed across his face only allowed him a moment to suck her fingertips in before she pulled away. " Good answer, lover... " With the grace of a cat, Dana climbed on to the chair with her back facing him. Her hands glided around her rear sliding the leather coat to revealing her lovely naked ass. " Dream of me, Fox... " Dana asked as she slowly danced before him. Trying again to get close to her, Fox let out a whimper when the restrains prevented him from getting to her with just a breath away. " I would dream for you... " Dana turned around and with a quick movement of her hands she opened her jacket with soft white of her skin blinding him to the beauty of her true body. " I would dream for you... " With her hands touching each part of her body in and around her leather jacket, Dana would move near Fox but pull away each time he made attempt to reach her. Trying to set his hands free, the madness of not being able to touch or feel the warmth of her soul caused Fox to beg for mercy. The cries that would escape his lips could not convince Dana to stay with him. Her body generated the heat that was growing stronger in him. " I would dream for you... " Dana invaded her body. Her fingers reached in, dipping into the wetness she was developing. The moans she produced echoed with her lover as he tried in vain to break free again. Lifting his feet at a time, Fox was determined to grab hold of her but he was only able to rub against her skin. Continuing with her dance, Dana controlled everything. What he saw, what she would allow him to taste, not once letting him free from the pain he was now in. Dana then rested her hands on the rail that Fox was tied to and brought her chest above him. The jacket opened wide, her breasts were barely covered when Fox saw his chance and dived in between gobbling her flesh into his mouth. The ravished suckling as he left large wet kissing on her. Biting and holding on to her with the suction of his lips. " I would dream for you, Fox... " Dana whispered again. " I always dreamed for you... " Her skin was suddenly free with a pop. Fox rubbed his face between her breasts with his erection throbbing hard with the closeness he shared with Dana. " Please... " Fox begged. " Please, Dana... don't do this to me anymore... I'm so bad... I'm so bad... " " It's what makes you good... It's always what made you good. It's what makes me love you... " Dana kissed the top of his head. Suddenly slamming her body against him, Dana forced Fox against the wall. The length of his arms held him in place with his knee partly bent as Fox to let out a yelp from the sore reminder of his backside. Dana guided herself into him, rocking her body with her feet pressed against the wall. Lifting and lowering, Dana held on to the rail trying not to put too much weight on Fox too soon. With his muscles straining, Fox tried again to free his hands that so much wanted to hold Dana. He wanted to pull her in, consume her, and feel her body all to him. " Dana... Dana... " Fox moved with the rhythm Dana had started, using his bent knees to force his body upward and back. Giving the strength to thrust forward as their bodies melted into one. Riding wildly on each other, Dana let go of the rail and grabbed hold of Fox around his neck. Her nails clawed at him and braced herself to him. " Fox... Fox... " His hands imprisoned did not stop Fox from taking her. His mouth embraced and sucked her in. Taking all of Dana as he could by her taste and smell. He ignored the pain his body was in or the stress of his muscles. He pushed forward and forward. Giving all his body with his voice screaming his desires as he pumped his life into his love. With the final thrust, Fox collapsed against the wall. Forgetting the pain he was in and the sweat that showered his body, Dana had remained with him. Her arms still around him as he felt the heavy breathing from her close body. He loved her. No matter what she put him through, he could never stop loving her. " Fox... " Dana whispered into his chest. " You made my dreams come true... " xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Hearing the front door opening and Rat jumping from her resting-place, Fox rose to a sitting position waiting for Dana to come in. " Fox..? Are you awake? " Dana asked from behind the door. " Yeah.. But don't come in without the mask. " A moment later, Dana entered the room with the surgical mask placed tight around her nose and mouth. In her hand, she carried a plastic shopping bag that Fox noticed right away. " Hey, baby... What's in the bag? " " Well... You're looking better... " Dana touched Fox's forehead and then placed her hand on his cheek. " I'm getting there... " Despite her face being partly covered, Fox noticed the worried look in her eyes. " Dana, what's wrong? " Bringing her head down, Dana let out a sigh. " I had a visitor today, Fox... " Opening the plastic bag, Dana pulled out a well- wrapped gift that bared a few angels sleeping on clouds. Taking the gift from her, Fox looked it over and noticed the envelope taped to it. " Who's this from? " He asked. " Diana Fowley... " Dana answered... xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Fox Mulder sat alone in his home office. Dana was asleep in their bedroom. Her day had been draining. Having to deal with the meeting with Skinner, her doctor's appointment and her encounter with Diana Fowley added to the stress his wife was feeling. Seeing Diana disturbed Dana. Never expecting to see the woman again, Scully held Diana Fowley at gunpoint. Planning to have her arrested for not only breaking in to a Federal agent's office but also for her involvement in the kidnapping of Fox Mulder over a year ago. The woman stated to Agent Scully that she meant no harm. Only wanting to leave a gift that she hoped Fox Mulder would find. Diana Fowley placed the gift on the desk and calmly walked past Scully to the hallway where she disappeared. Dana Scully did not try to stop her. " I wanted her to leave, Fox... If I had stopped her... She would have been in our lives again... I didn't want her to... " Dana's face crumbled. " I didn't... " Covering her face with her hands brought her husband to her side with his arms around her. " I'm so ashamed... I still hate her!! " Dana cried behind her hands. Having tossed the gift on his desk, Fox had all but forgotten it until he saw it near his computer. He didn't plan on opening it. Whatever was in it, Fox decided to throw it away. The memory of Diana did not need to be anywhere near his child. He wasn't about to allow her to be involved with his family. The only thing that had his interest, was the card that came with the gift. Removing it from the box, Fox opened it and pulled the card out. With a teddy bear dancing in front of the greeting card, Fox read the message Diana wrote in it. Dearest Fox- Please don't be angry with me. I know that this is the coward's way out. Not seeing you as much as I want to, but I could not bear to see you knowing the events that had occurred that I was part of your pain. I never meant for you to suffer as you did. Know that it meant everything in my heart to help you- to save you. How can I explain the emotions that are in me? Wishing that I could have shared such a cherished event with you that you now share with your wife. Knowing the hardship you had experience in your life- I know no matter what, you will be a great father to a child that you and I should have had together. Don't think of me being selfish- that's what we were back then. Only thinking of the things that were important to us- not to what was around us. A chance to have a life, a family of our own. All the things that you and I did not have, we could have shared together. I cannot stop thinking of your baby and all the regrets that I have. But you my dearest, will always be my greatest regret. Always with love- Diana Placing the card back in the envelope, Fox ripped it in half... xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx In Flight... Diana Fowley watched a mother with her infant child. How she envied the woman but it was an act of jealousy she would have no more. Now en-route to reclaim her treasury, the sacrifice she made many years ago was no longer needed. The Project was dying. In the flames of the rebels' attacks the difficulties to continue the tests were now limited. The resources were declining and the need to replenish had been slow. Still the fight continued among those that now controlled the Project. She would continue her work only to protect what she would give birth to. Hers and Fox Mulder's children. A smile appeared at the thought of their creation. Though he would not know of it, he would be the father of many great children. The sacrifice he made and was unaware of was a selfish act by his father. Fearing that his son would not live through the operation and that his bloodline would end, he ordered semen to be removed from the unconscious Fox Mulder. Under his protection, the many generations awaited for their chance of life when an ovum and a sperm became one. It only seemed right that she would be the recipient of his genetics. After all, she was his first wife. The first person to know everything about him even before he knew himself. She had been there to watch his growth from the beginning and afar. No matter how trivial his course of action were, she believed in him. Unlike that woman he was now married to, who had been favored by Fox's father. Still Diana had some place in the old man's heart. Having been his lover for a short time, she found that he shared many things with his son. From his intelligent mind to his ravish appetite for sex, she did her best to satisfy him as she did with Fox. Yet it was not the same. She had given up so much but now she wanted it back. She knew it would not be difficult to convince the old man to let her have her true love's sperm. To give him the grandchildren he wished for and would be a part of their lives instead of watching them from afar. It was an opportunity that Diana knew that he would not pass up. Even after seeing Dana Scully she knew the choice she decided on was the right course for her to take. Seeing the life growing inside of her, knowing that it was Fox's child made the encounter more special. Diana hadn't expected to run into anyone. Entering the FBI Headquarters without being detected, she was able to enter Fox's office that was empty and to leave the gift she had for his baby on his desk. She shouldn't have allowed the memories to take over as she remembered the time they were together here, discovering the world that would soon be his obsession. So lost in her thoughts she did not hear the sounds behind her, only when a familiar voice spoke to her. " Excuse me..?! What are you... " Turning toward the voice, she had been as shocked as the woman who suddenly reached for her weapon and aimed it at her. " FREEZE!!! " A very pregnant Dana Scully shouted at her. Taking in the sight before her, Diana Fowley had seen the many photographs that were taken of Dana Scully and Fox Mulder showing the different stages of her pregnancy but seeing her in person still left her in awe at the beauty and jealousy she felt staring at Dana Scully. " I don't know how you got in here... but you're not leaving. " Dana Scully warned her. " For your involvement in the kidnapping of a FBI agent and breaking into an agent's office... You are to put your hands behind your head and turn to face the wall!! " " I will not be doing that... " Diana was able to remain calm. " I didn't come here to do anything to Agent Mulder or to you... I only wanted to leave this gift here for Fox to find. It's a present... for your baby. " " Then you wasted your money... We will not be accepting anything from you!! " " I have done nothing wrong... despite what you think. Do remember that it was I who helped you find him. I knew Fox would be in good hands with you. " " You... Because of you... he almost died!! I will also make sure that attempted murder will be charged as well!! " " Dana... you will do no such thing... You know that Fox would not let you. No matter what you think of me. Fox knows that I am innocent of any crime. " Diana placed the gift on Mulder's desk and walked toward Dana. " I want to congratulate you... Unlike some women, you are fortunate to have such a blessing. " She then walked out of the office and disappeared into the hallway. Diana smiled as she listened to the woman's baby cry. Her own child she would have soon, once she retrieved what was left of her treasury in one of the bases that the rebel aliens had yet to destroy. It would be a matter of hours before she would reach her destiny to the family she always dreamed of... xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Somewhere In The World... The clean up had been taking place for the last several hours. The removal of bodies and machinery that were not destroyed had been lifted and boarded onto trucks that would take them to another base for examination. Sterilization of each of the rooms was handled with the skill that each of the workers was trained to do. In one room, several men removed broken test tubes and the materials that were once contained in the tubes. The refrigeration had been deactivated and the many ova that were storage in the room were destroyed by the exposure of heat. A man lifted one of the test tubes that was empty, its contents spilled on to the floor. Looking at the label, he read the name and serial number that appeared on it, then tossed it into the bag that was tied to his side. Picking up another test tube, he noticed the name to be the same as the one he had just seen. The second test tube with the name D. Fowley on it disappeared into the plastic bag... The End... continues in Fox and Dana: Being Together Feedback is welcome... agentsinlove@yahoo.com