From: KassandraXF Date: Sun, 02 Mar 1997 10:04:02 -0500 Subject: Trouver L'Amour un Jour de Fete: Saint-Valentin I'm on time for once! Surprise surprise! After all Trick or Treat was posted the day before Halloween, and the other parts were posted about a week afterwards, Action de Grace was posted a week after Thanksgiving, Joyeux Noel...Well, that was posted the last day of January. And hell, I haven't even thought of Bonne Annee (Happy New Year).... I'm always late...it's a baaaaad habit. Thank you for all those who are patient with my erratic writing habits (not to mention malfunctioning immune system)! DISCLAIMER: ALL OF YOU SHOULD KNOW THIS BETTER THAN THE ALPHABET! BUT FOR THE ONES WHO DON'T (BELIEVE ME, YOU LEARN IT QUICKLY) HERE GOES NOTHING: NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED IN ANY FORM OR WAY OR WHATEVER. BELONGS TO CC, 10/13, FOX, AND MAGNIFICENTLY PORTRAYED BY DAVID DUCHOVNY AND GILLIAN ANDERSON. THE CHARACTERS 'CHRIS', 'MARY', AND 'SARAH' ARE MINE. BUT...CHRIS AND SARAH ARE BASED ON MY FRIEND AND HER MOM! Dedicated to Joanna B.: The only other off-line David Duchovny/X-Files fan I know! And Martine, who I am indebted to for 'helping' me with the title (heck, she did title). Rating: Um. let's see. TV-Y possibly TV-Y7 for an inexistant description of a kiss. Summary: A valentines day story...need I say more? Trouver L'Amour Un Jour de Fete: Saint-Valentin By KassandraXF (KassandraXF@hotmail.com) "Chris...no, I'm not...What do you mean...yeah, I remember but...no, I don't. Chris, please...OK, I'll talk to Mary...Hi, Mary...Mary! Why is that the first...No! What do you mean 'denial'? No, you aren't. No I'm not going to be alone...yes, yes, yes...I am going invite him...yes, as friends! What else...what do you mean 'spy'!? No..." Dana rolled her eyes, sitting at her desk and fiddled with a couple of papers, her head hunched, pinning the phone between the side of her head and her shoulder. "No, I doubt he even knows about those idiotic conversation hearts...don't get any ideas... Yeah, I know you set Helen and Anthony up like that but...yes they are very happy with Jesse, Marc and Emily...Mary, if anyone is going to set me up, it's going to me...Mary, I can practically see you shaking your head! Stop it..." She looked up at the tall figure that just entered the room, waving hello she went back to the conversation with the intention of ending it, "Listen, Cupid, keep your arrows to yourself...why do you keep repeating the word 'denial? I have to work...yes, Mulder's here...yes, I'm calling him 'Mulder'. Christmas is over...No, I'm not letting you talk to him...what's with calling me 'possessive'?! Bye Mary, say bye to Chris for me, bye...OK, bye...yes, bye...Bye!" Dana put down the phone with an exasperated sigh. "Good morning, Scully." Mulder greeted congenially, smiling at the bits of conversation he had overheard. "Morning. Tell me, Mulder. Do you have any annoying, impersonal relatives?" "No." "You don't want 'em. Trust me, you really don't want them." "I trust you." Mulder ruffled some papers on his desk, not really paying attention to Scully. She noticed. "A little preoccupied aren't we, Fox?" She addressed him by his first name to see if he would react. "It's 'Mulder'. And I'm looking for a business card." "Glad to know you're still on Terra Firma, you really aren't *here* today are you?" She asked, not at all irritated. "According to you, I never am." He mumbled, on his knees and looking through some papers which had fallen onto the floor. "What are you looking for? I can help..." She started to get up from her desk. "No, that's OK." Mulder got up easily, but it was a mite faster than he usually did, indicating that he was hiding something. Scully noticed this but decided not to question it. "Hey, Mulder, Sarah says 'hi'." "Mm-hhm." He was opening and closing his drawers now, flipping through the papers occasionally. Dana raised her eyebrow at his apathy but shrugged and leaned back on her chair. "Fox, you know what those conversation hearts are?" She used his first name again, trying to get a bit of a rise out of him. "Yes, and the green ones taste like dish washing liquid." His voice came from far away, and no wonder, he was under his desk, still searching. "Did you ever taste dish washing liquid?" "Why would I've tasted dish washing liquid?" He looked up at her for the first time since he started his search for the card. She smiled. "I don't know. Anyway, do you know when Valentines Day is?" "Yeah, I do." He got up and looked around, annoyed that he didn't find what he was looking for, "It's tomorrow." "Hmm. There's a dollar for Mary..." "What?" "I bet Mary a buck that you didn't know the date of Valentines Day." Her smile widened. "Ohhh..." He nodded, then changed his mind, "Hey!" He said in mock irritation. "Well, Mulder. I'm taking today off, since you seem to be searching for a business card rather than the truth like we usually do...Mulder?" "Hm?" He looked up at her. "Never mind..." She got up, gathered her belongings up, put on her coat and walked over to her partners desk. Her partner, however, did not notice and went on searching. She shook her head, said good-bye and walked out. "Ha, found it..." Mulder said to himself a couple minutes later. He emerged from under his desk with a small pink business card. Looking around, making sure that his partner was no longer present, he sat down and picked up the phone. "Hi, this is Carmen's House of Flowers. How may we help you?" An listless voice answered. "Yeah, hi, I'd like to order two dozen red roses..." %*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*% The next morning, Scully went to the office as usual. Trying the door knob, she noticed it was locked. A sign that Mulder was not there yet, which was unusual. Reaching into her purse, she noticed a faint flowery scent. "Great, Dana. Knowing Mulder, a dead body'll be on the table and it's the Kevin Kryder case all over again...." She thought to herself yet she smiled. Opening the door, a shaft of light did not reveal anything but the flowery scent was stronger inside the office. She reached over and switched on the light...and gasped at what she saw. No wonder it smelled like flowers! On her desk, there were at least a two dozen of blood red roses, on deep dark green ferns with baby-breaths weaved in and out of the solid red and occasional green. All this was in a glass, or rather what suspiciously looked like a crystal, vase with an elegant swirl design containing three swirls that loomed gracefully around. She walked slowly to her desk, feeling slightly faint. When she got to her desk, she dropped her purse, unthinkingly, on the floor. A single rose lay separate from the bouquet. Picking it up, inhaling the subtle sweetness of it, her eyes fell on a card attached one of the long, thornless, stems on the bouquet. Looking at the card, the dizziness increased. The card was scarcely open but a familiar script peeked out from what was open. Gently, she put down the rose, but not before taking an almost reassuring sniff. She bent down, and lifted the card to the light, trying not to disturb the harmony of red and green. A pale pink heart with a bit of gold speckled on and around it was on the cover. She opened it tentatively and read slowly the few words inscribed in it. {I Love You} it said simply. She stood staring at the three words. "Oh, my God...he...he...oh, my God..." It took her a lot of effort not to collapse then and there. Besides, at that moment, Mulder walked in. *%*%*%*%*%*%*%*% "Oh, God, OK..." He closed his eyes briefly, taking a deep breath, he walked in. "Happy Valentines Day...Dana." He smiled cautiously. He wasn't sure about how she'd react to this. It was an impulsive thing, writing 'I love you' on the card. But it was true, and he couldn't deny it for much longer. "Hi, Mulder..." She managed to squeak out after an awkward silence. "So...um, you liked the roses?" He planned to work his way around the message on the card and then when things eased up a bit, he'd broach the subject. "I love..." She paused, planning to say 'the roses' but something else came out in it's stead, "you." Mulder who had been looking intently at the walls and floor, looked at her abruptly. Their eyes met; his hazel-green to her azure. He took a few steps towards her and she repeated herself, sure of what she was saying. "I love you, Mulder." She still said his surname, unsure about how he'd feel about her using his first name. After all, he did hate his first name. She took a couple of steps towards him. It was a pathetic mimicry of a slow motion scene of two reunited lovers running towards each other in old films, but any faster would've been too much for either of them. Somehow, they had made it within arms length of each other. She was clutching the single rose in her hand, gazing down, trying to will herself to look at him in the eye. He gently twirled one lock of hair with his fingers, brushing her cheek at the same time. She breathed deeply and looked up at him, his eyes full of feeling as with hers. "I love you too, Scully." Using her last name was instinctive, and it felt right and natural. So what if ordinary couples used first names? Both knew that they were anything but ordinary. He opened his arms a bit and she gratefully walked into them. Wrapping his arms around her, he smelled the spicy sweet scent of her shampoo. "I love you." He iterated, bent down and kissed her. With that, the pact was sealed. Their promise of love that would undoubtedly last a long time. Perhaps forever, but probably more. The End: Trouver L'Amour un Jour de Fete: Saint-Valentin Itty, bitty, challenge: Can anyone tell me where I got the name 'Carmen's House of Flowers'? Happy Valentines Day everybody! hope you have a loved one to cuddle up with! I don't so, I'll just wallow in self pity and buy the set of One Breath, Ascension, Duane Barry etc and watch 'em by all by myself (They are coming out this week, right?). If they aren't, I'll just have a private little XF marathon anyway with my recorded eps. I love comments, flame me and I'll give the fire to my candle-crazed friend, Eva. \(^_^)/ Luv, peace, prosperity, happiness, and equality, KassandraXF@hotmail.com *%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%* "Candle Light and Soul forever a dream of you and me together Say you believe it, say you believe it Free your mind of doubt and danger Be for real, don't be a stranger We can achieve it, we can achieve it Come a little closer baby, get it on, get it on 'Cause tonight is the night when 2 become 1..." ---Spice Girls: Spice "2 Become 1" *%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*