Date sent:        Sat, 11 Oct 1997 15:12:49 -0400 (EDT)
From:             Juliet4653@aol.com
Subject:          story: The Girlfriend

Author-Tatum
Title- The Girlfriend
Spoilers-none that I can think of, if you find any, please e-mail me at
Juliet4653@aol.com.
Summary-Mulder has a jealous girlfriend, who takes her jealousy of Scully too
far....
Rating- R (for language and violence)
Keywords-Mulder/other romance, then MSR, near death experience
Comments-  This is one of my first stories, bare with me ok?
Dedication-To all the Fan-fic writters out there who inspired me....
Disclaimer-Don't own 'em, never will, wish I did! ;)

Here we go!

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Mulder and Scully's office

              Fox Mulder stared at the woman infront of him, she was perfect.
 Tall and curvy, with blondish brown hair, cascading down to her shoulders,
framing her gorgeous face.  Her large brown eyes stared back at him, framed
by her dark eyelashes.  Her lush, red lips were curved into a smile, showing
off her perfect pearly whites.  His gaze trailed down her body, down her
graceful neck, adorn with only a plain silver necklace, her white V-neck
blouse showed a large amount of curved flesh.  His was about to continue
further when the *other* woman in his life entered the office.  Though the
woman in front of him was beautiful, she would never compare to *his* Scully.
 Though not as tall as the other woman, she was *twice* as beautiful.  
           Her petite figure stood in front of him now, and for a split
second, he gazed longingly at her.  She was dressed in a regualr suit, navy
blue with a skirt, which was a little shorter than usual.  She stopped at
about mid-thigh, showing off her perfectly shpaed and thin legs.  She was
about an half an inch taller, because of her heeled navy blue shoes.  She
also had a white V-neck blouse on, not showing quite as much skin though you
*could* see the smallest amount of curved flesh, on *her* neck, was her usual
cross.  Her red hair curled under just below her chin, perfectly
complementing her ivory skin, with the smallest natural blush, traveling down
her neck.  Her blue eyes, which were also framed by dark lashes, had the same
smile in them as her pale pink lips had.  As she passed him to hang up her
tranchcoat, she murmered a small "Morning" to him.  She then grabbed her
coffee mug and excused herself to the hall, to fill it.
     Right as she closed the door, his girlfriend, Audrey, put her hands on
her hips and her eyes deepened in anger.

   "*She* is still here?!" she exclamed, furiously.

   "Yes, well, Audrey," he replied calmly.  "This *is* her job..."

   "Why don't you get her transfered or something?" she complained.

   "Because, she is my best friend and I would never do that to her."  He
said softly, trying not to make her angry.