From: "Barbara Johnson" Date: Mon, 12 Jul 1999 15:22:42 GMT Subject: 'nother story Title:"The Rack" Author:Squidgirl73 E-Mail:Squidgirl73@hotmail.com Rating:ummm, pg-13, I guess Category:Humor Spoilers:none Keywords:Mulder/Scully/implied every other character Summary:Poor Mulder. What did he do to deserve this? Scully finds his biggest weakness, and shares it with a few others..... The first thing Mulder noticed when he woke up was that he wasn't in Kansas anymore. He was in a small, white room filled with medical equipmnet. And he couldn't move. He could move his head around, and saw he was restrained on an operating table; his arms were handcuffed together and tied above head, and his feet were tied streched out in front of him. He was cold, for the table was stainless steel and all he had on was a pair of black silk boxers.... The last thing Mulder remembered was running down an alley after Krycek. He had told Scully to stay put and.... his mind wandered. Then he heard a door open. Pulling his head up, he looked around at the door and saw someone, obviously a doctor, open the door, and after closing it behind her, approached the table. Mulder smiled. "Hi doc. What's up with this, anyway?" The doctor removed her mask and cap. It was Scully! "Listen Mulder." she said strenly, yet quietly. "I could have stopped Krycek with one good tap to the shoulder, but you had to run after him. Is it because you're the man, Mulder? You have to be macho, because women are helpless?" She laughed. " Mulder, you jerk, you don't even know what it's like to be truely helpless." Mulder watched her as she pulled off her labcoat. He had never seen Scully like this before! This was scaring him. Sure, she had gotten mad at him for the same reason before, lots of times, but she had never acted like this. Underneath her coat, she wore a plain black tshirt and a skirt. He couldn't help but notice; it made her look like a dominatrix. "You have to learn," she said, "What being partners is about. You give, sure, but you take, too...." She let her voice drift, and turned to walk to the foot of the table. Mulder let his eyes roll back; he had no clue what to expect, and shut his eyes. Suddenly, he felt a....raking sensation down his feet. His eyes popped open, and he stared at Scully; she had started running her long nail up and down the soles of each foot. First, Mulder didn't know what to think untill he started.....giggling. Then it dawned on him. She was tickling him! Eyes widening in horror, he started pleading and begging with Scully, he would be good, he wouldn't try to act macho anymore. But it was no use; Scully's lips were sealed for duration. Nonetheless, Mulder tried talking with her, endlessly, until exasperated, she jabbed a particularly sharp nail into his thigh. That shut him up. So for the next while(both lost track of time), Scully would tease the pads of his feet, poke his navel, and vibtrate her nails under his arms and over his ribs. But don't think that Mulder quietly took it, no Sir or Madam. He screamed, and cursed, and whimpered, and, of course, laughed. He laughed untill Scully thought she would go deaf. Finaly, Scully collapsed into a nearby chair, exausted. Mulder wanted to sarcastically suggest that he might be tired, too, but out of self-preservation, kept it to himself. Then Scully walked up to Mulder, smiled at him and ruffled up his hair. "Thanks, sport. I needed that." Mulder ventured, "Needed what?" "It's a stress relieving technique." She explained. "We all were pretty tired, and you seemed the least stressed, and could take it best...well, Skinner wanted to debate on that one, but overall, we elected you to be our "Subject". And I actually feel better. Thanks!" She turned to leave, but was stopped. Mulder asked weakly, "We?" Scully nodded, and motioned towards the door. To his horror, Mulder saw, many people standing outside the door in a line: Skinner was, next, then Krycek, CSM, Skinner's assistant Kim, and...he shuddered. All three line gunmen. L L & P, -Squidgirl73 PS. That last story I posted, "Delete This Second File! A Continuance", I was having problems posting, so I asked Ophelia to post it, seeing as it's next to her story. But Judith Hassen only owns the computer; it's Squidgirl73@hotmail.com's story. Could youpost it as such, please? Thanks a bunch.