From stevenhn@ucla.edu Mon Apr 21 02:52:36 1997 Subject: New - Hot Potatoes [MSR] From: Steven DW -------- Title: Hot Potatoes Author: Steven D Wu E-mail: stevenhn@ucla.edu Disclaimer: Yes, everything about the X-Files including Fox Mulder and Dana Scully belongs to Chris Carter and his birthday company. Not mine. I promise to return them back to their apartments after I'm finished having my fun with them. *Evil laugh* Spoilers: Just Small Potatoes. Quickly ranked in the top of my fav episodes. Ratings: G or PG I guess depending how how you interpret the word damn. Content: MSR. I write 'em as I see 'em. Classification: S, R Summary: Things happen after Small Potatoes... Author Notes: This is my VERY first story. I couldn't help myself. After seeing Small Potatoes, lots of little ideas kept popping into my head. I just wrote this in like an hour so don't be too hard on me. I've been kinda scared in writing these stories. Kinda intimidated by some you... :-) Hot Potatoes by Steven D. Wu stevenhn@ucla.edu ========== They both drove back to their basement office. Once there Dana Scully went directly to her desk and started flipping through some folders. Fox Mulder stood there for a while and observed how she was. He had a lot of things to say to her, but he was just too afraid. /Afraid of what?/ Rejection, dammit. He had the fears of every man. Rejection was plain and simple. One word could break a man's heart. The word "No" was a powerful word. It was the most feared word in a man's vocabulary. That was what Fox was thinking. What would happen if she rejected him. They wouldn't be able to work together again. How could a relationship work if one partner was drooling all over the other. Dana took her eyes off the folder that she was observing. She too had some things she constantly thought about. She absently observed how he took off his coat and hung it on the hanger. He slowly walked over to his desk and took off his jacket to put on the back of his chair. He took a folder and put on his glasses. The glasses that made him oh so much better. Most people would have looked like dorks when they put on glasses. But glasses on Mulder just made him look better. Mulder leaned back on his chair and put his feet up on the desk all in one slow motion. She saw how he was biting his lower lips studying the folder. He looked so cute. She'd been doing this a lot lately. Taking long looks at him. Mulder knew that since that month ago when he crashed through her door stopping her from kissing Eddie, she had changed. He could feel her eyes on him every single day. He couldn't stand it any longer. Before she had a chance to turn away, Fox looked up. She tried to turn away and pretend she was still studying the next case. "What's wrong Scully, you've been staring at me like that for the last month or so." "I wasn't staring at you, Mulder." "Is it about that last case?" "No." "Don't you trust me Scully." "Of course I do." "I think it's time for that little talk I've been meaning to have with you." "We don't have anything to talk about." Fox threw his folder on the desk in anger. She looked at him with wide eyes. She had never really seen him this angry with her. Fox took a deep breath and started counting to five. "I'm sorry Scully, you've just been like this for months now and I can't do a thing about it." "That's ok, just forget about it." They continued their work silently. Around 4:00pm, Fox looked up and called to Dana in a hushed voice, "Scully." Dana looked up and just gave a little murmer of acknowledgement. "I was just thinking about that night." "Which night?" "You know what I'm talking about. I was wondering if you really thought that Eddie was me?" "Of course I thought it was you. He looked like you and talked like you. Of course his mannerism was a lot different. I thought it was just that blow to the head." "And when I... I mean Eddie was about to kiss you, did you still think it was me?" She looked at him shyly and shook her head. Fox slowly got up from his chair and walked slowly towards Scully. He kneeled down if front of Dana so that they were facing each other. He got so close to her that she was holding her breath. "Have you ever thought about kissing me Scully?" "Of course not, you're my partner!" "Do you know if I ever think about it?" "Do you?" "I think about it constantly." Slowly Fox brought his hands to her waist and brought his mouth ever so slowly to barely make contact with her own. Dana was holding her breath at this point. "Breath Scully, breath. Am I really that horrible?" "Of course not. I just don't think this is a good idea." "You talk too much Scully." He finally brought his mough in contact with hers. His kiss was a warm, probing caress that grew around her, enveloping her sensees. His lips moved on hers, forcing a dampening, electric contact that denied any attempt at retreat on her part. The only thing that Dana could think of were fireworks. She couldn't think about anything else except this man in front of her kissing her. When Mulder moved to kiss her cheeks and neck, she could barely breathe out a sigh. "Do you think this is a good idea?" "No but this is the way it should be." Dana then put her arms around his necks to hold him closer. He put his arms fully around her waist and and rested his head on her shoulder. "Mulder, I don't know what to say." "Don't say anything. Just stay here with me. I just wish I could stay here with you like this forever." "Mulder, I'm seeing a whole new side of you." "Do you like it?" "Yes." He finally released her and stood up pulling her to her feet. "Do you think I could come over tonight? We could watch a movie or something." "I think I'd like that." "I'll see you tonight then. Movies and pizza. You choose the movie and I'll bring the food." He gave her a quick kiss and took his coat and jacket and left. Dana Scully was still standing there stunned. What had just happened to her. Everything was like a blur. She could still feel the softness of his lips caressing her own. Mindlessly she gathered up her belongings and decided to go home. The thought of him coming over was nothing new to her. Sure he had come over countless times before. But those times were just about cases and to just have some friendly time together. After what had happened in the office that afternoon was surely going to make tonight a little different than usual. She got home and showered. She had decided on black jeans and a t-shirt. She tried sitting down to wait for him but the fact was that she was nervous. Very nervous. She got up and started rearranging this and that. The knock on the door startled her. Her heart skipped a beat at that moment. Slowly she walked to the door. "Who is it?" She asked. "It's another Mulder clone and I'm here to ravish that body of yours," came the reply. She opened the door and saw Fox with his black turtleneck sweater and leather jacket. His black jeans hugged him in all the right places. He was holding a bottle of wine in one hand while balancing a box of pizza on the other. Damn, Fox Mulder was one VERY good looking man. "You know that flies can make a home in your mouth if you're not careful." She wasn't aware that she was standing there with her mouth on the floor. He came in and gave her a quick kiss on her nose. She quickly turned red and stood aside holding the door while he came in. He set the wine and pizza on the table while taking off his jacket. He settled on her couch like he owned the place. "Well this is deja vu all over again." "Oh that." "Well, I'll open the wine. You just get the movie ready." "Which movie did you choose?" "The American President." "Why am I not surprised." He gave a little laugh. "And what's wrong with my choice in movies!?" "Nothing's wrong, I just had a feeling this was your kind of movie." "Well if you don't like it you can just go home," she said with a laugh. "But then I won't be able to have that goodnight kiss later." She was glad that he didn't see her blush. She popped open the wine bottle and poured each of them a glass. They both settled on the couch. Fox had his arms around her while her head was settled on his shoulder. He absently twirled her hair around his finger. They sat like that through the entire movie, finishing their pizza and wine. When the movie was finally over, Fox looked over at Dana and found that she was asleep. He didn't really want to leave her on her own couch. He took care in slowly picking her up and headed to her bedroom. "Whaa... Is the movie over already," she said drowsily. "Shhh, don't worry, I'll be her for you." He laid her down on the bed and went over to her dresser to pick out her pajamas. "Dana, change into your pajamas and I'll tuck you in later." Groggily, Dana Scully actually managed to change into her pajamas. Fox came back in and tucked the blankets around her. But when he was about to leave, he heard Dana's muffled sound. "Fox, can you stay with me." When she called his first name in that voice of hers, how was he suppose to refuse. He turned back picked up the covers and slipped in next to Dana. She snuggled in next to him instinctively. Fox put his arms around her. That last thing he heard before he fell asleep was Dana's sweet voice. "Hot potatoes..." ========== Any comments? Please, I'd like to know if I should continue writing or just give it up. I love comments. Flame me, I dare ya. I keep an extinguisher by the computer always. ========== The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and science. - Albert Einstein