From hunterl@uniserve.com Tue Jul 30 23:40 EST 1996 Received: from mercury.uniserve.com by everest.eng.ohio-state.edu (8.6.12/3.910501) id XAA16500; Tue, 30 Jul 1996 23:40:27 GMT Received: from default (van0127.TVS.NET [204.191.197.37]) by mercury.uniserve.com (8.7.5/UNS-1.0) with SMTP id QAA13018 for ; Tue, 30 Jul 1996 16:37:49 -0700 (PDT) Message-Id: <1.5.4.32.19960730233905.00676b40@uniserve.com> X-Sender: hunterl@uniserve.com X-Mailer: Windows Eudora Light Version 1.5.4 (32) Mime-Version: 1.0 Date: Tue, 30 Jul 1996 16:39:05 -0700 To: juodvalk (Vincent V. Juodvalkis) From: Starbuck Subject: Scrabble Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Length: 5795 Status: RO Disclaimer: Fox Mulder and Dana Scully do not belong to me, nor will they ever belong to me . They belong to the big guy, Chris Carter. I also do not own Scrabble. *Warning* This is a relationshipper piece. I have no idea why since I completely shun the idea but as it turns out all my stories have been either UST or relationshippy. If you don't like that, turn back now. Scrabble "Scully." "Heya, Scully." "Hi, Mulder. What's up?" "Nothing much. You want to do something tonight?" "Sure. What do you have in mind?" "Well, actually, I was thinking-" "Don't even say it, Mulder." "Okay, then, plan B. Why don't we play a game of Scrabble?" "Scrabble?" "Yeah." "I'm not even going to ask." "Good." "I swear, Mulder, you get weirder every day." "I'll take that as a compliment." "Where and when?" "My place at about 7." "No way. Your apartment looks like a nuclear disaster area. My place at 7. Bring pizza." "Is that a direct order?" "You'd better believe it, Mulder." "Okay, see ya." "Yep." and the phone line went dead. There was a slight knock on Dana Scully's front door at 7:30 p.m. she thought to herself. She straightened her hair in front of the hallway mirror and went to answer the door. Once she had done so, a scruffy looking Mulder was standing in front of her carrying a large pizza box. He was clad in jeans and a white T-Shirt. He smiled and shoved the pizza box at her. "Extra pepperoni, sausage and salami." he declared when she took the box from his grasp. She scrunched her face up in disgust. "I can already hear your arteries clogging up, Mulder." she deadpanned as she went to the kitchen and place the box on the oven. "You betcha, the good stuff." he declared as he flopped down on the couch. "And late, as usual." she continued as she joined him. He was already setting up the Scrabble board that she had left on the coffe table. "I wouldn't be me if I wasn't. I've got a reputation to protect, you know." he grinned his puppy dog grin and finished all the little Scrabble details. "Done." and her turned himself to the opposite side of the board as she was. She looked up at him as he arranged his letters on the wooden post. He was very nervous and she had noticed he had been since their conversation on the phone. Even his dry humour couln't hide that. He glanced up at her and gave her a weak smile. he thought as he glanced up at her and saw her looking at him. He had set the letters in his pocket earlier and all he neede was one to be laid down on the board by her. When, she had finished pullingher letters he spoke up. "You go first." he told her. She nodded and smiled wickedly. She placed down six letters, one at a time. P-H-E-O-B-E. He winced and she laughed. "Ouch. I took that one in the gut!" and he pretended to rub his stomach. She threw one of the pillows from the couch at him which he just managed to catch before it hit his head. "Here." and he placed down P-A-R-T-N-E-R-S with Scully's P from Pheobe. She looked up at him and smiled guiltily. She laid down six letters with the first R in Partners. F-O-R-L-I-F-E. She knew it was two words but it didn't matter. Right then it seemed appropriate. He rearanged his letters and laid down six more letters with Scully's F. F-R-I-E-N-D-S. She looked up and smiled one of her rare warm smiles. By now, they had stopped counting score and the board was a form of silent communication. Scully put down another six letters from the other angle of the F. F-O-R-E-V-E-R. He smiled and dug up three more letters. With the O in Forever he made one small word. M-O-R-E. She looked up scared and confused she took two letters and used the O from For Life. H-O-W. She looked up to see his reaction but there wasn't very much of one. His hands trembling he placed seven letters under the I from For Life. I-L-O-V-E-Y-O-U. She drew away from the board, a look of shock, confusion and fear was on her face. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice trembeling. He sat up. "I mean, I love you. I have for a really long time and I've wanted to tell, but it's been so hard. I was scared...I was scared you'd run away and leave me." he hung his head low and guiltily. he thought glumly. He knew it was to opptimistic to hope for the same feelings in return. "Mulder,..." she spoke softly and he lifted his head. On the other side of the board Scully was smiling. She got up and crawled over to sit beside him. She hugged him close and then pulled away and kissed him. It was soft and short, as though they were discovering each other for the first time. Then, she pulled away and lay against him. They lay together in silence, arms around each other and then she murmured. "I love you too." The End. God only knows why I wrote this when I shy away from romance and if they ever did an M/S realtionship on the show I would go crazy. I don't want to be a romantic! I'm a tomboy! What's happening here?! Help me!!! Anyways, I've been reading a lot of Scrabble stories lately and I figured I amy as well do one of my own. "Empire Records" is the best movie known to man. Does that sound farmilliar to any of you XPAers? -Starbuck X-Philio