From trevizo@utep.edu Mon Oct 21 09:32:52 1996 I did not write this. Please send all comments to the author at (clane@straths.strathcona.vic.edu.au). __________ / __ __ \ ( (__) (__) ) --------[[[---------]]]------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: Mulder and Scully do not belong to me. (I was just deluding myself for the time it took me to write this and now I have to see a psychiatrist to try and reduce the obsessiveness I have over them... actually I have to see a shrink anyway.) but the two fab people who are in this were created by some guy named Chris Carter, does anyone know this guy, and are owned by some FOX guy or something. Authors note/warning/whatever: This is a little ditty I came up with after lack of zzz's and too much study. Help me, I've got exams starting in November. THIS IS THE REST OF MY LIFE HERE!!! APOLOGIES" It seems I ruffled a few feathers with my disclaimer on 'seduces me' I'd like to apologise, I meant it as humour. (How much bad luck can one person have, my first posting and I get in trouble from the non shippers.. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, forgive me.) And I'm apologising in advance for being Australian. This means no offence to Australians, I just don't know much about America, so it's all pulled out of a dark area, where the sun don't shine, don't correct me, just write an Australian to American dictionary and I'll feel better. ****This is your warning: don't blame me. I think this has adult themes, no sex, no swearing, no x-file, no good stuff actually... hey why am I writing this, make up your own mind if you want to read it! ****this story is humour, I mean no offence, I mean no trouble, I mean it as nothing, just fiction, a slight possibility, part of life.***** DEDICATION: hmm. Say hi to the peoples Char! Yes this story is written for Char, not because the story implicates anything, or means anything, but cos... she's great, she hasn't bitten me yet, she posts my stories, and she does a great job posting stuff, (even though her server is being temperamental at the moment.) this is for a laugh. Hey, did you know I can keep prattling here and just annoy you cos you actually want to read the story and not the stupid stuff I write? But I wouldn't be that mean. Hiya Lee Ann, look I wrote another story!! Yes, I'm still here SECRETS by Carrie Lane clane@straths.strathcona.vic.edu.au Scully watched hypnotised as the snow edged road swept by at 90 miles per hour. She glanced over at Mulder and saw his grim look intent on the road before him, before she turned back to the window. Their latest case had taken them out of DC as most of them had, and after two weeks of chasing a stupid prank, they were heading back to DC. Back to the warmth and back to civilisation. Civilisation consisting of caffeine, of video shops, of movie theatres, of people without a hick attitude. A sudden shudder through the car stopped Scully's reminiscing of the great things in life, and bought her back to reality. "What was that?" she asked Mulder. "Don't know." He mumbled back, keeping his foot on the accelerator. "Maybe we should stop and check." She suggested. "Nope." "What do you mean, 'nope'?" she asked. "Nope." The car shuddered again, and the motor petered off from it's hum, to clank and bachuunk, before becoming silent. The car slowed to a stop and Mulder kept staring at the road in front of him, his foot pressing on the accelerator repeatedly. "Mulder?" she went unanswered except for the silence. "Mulder?" she inquired again. "Yeah." His foot still pumping on the accelerator. "I don't think we're going anywhere." He stopped moving. "Better call someone then, huh?" "It's a good idea, I don't really want to freeze." "Okay." He pulled his phone out and began to dial. After a silence he spoke again. "Hi, this is Fox Mulder, my car's broken down, can you send someone out?" She tuned his voice out and went back to looking out the window. "Stupid bureau assigned pricks." His cursing brought Scully back to the present. "Well..?" "They're coming out." "Okay." "Skinner isn't going to be happy with us." "This is our fifth car this month, of course he won't be happy, he never is happy." "Mm, true." Silence once again filled the car. "Shall we play a game." Mulder asked. "Like what?" "Secrets." "Please explain, Mulder." "Well, I tell you a secret, you tell me a secret." It couldn't hurt too much. "Okay." She replied. "I'll go first." "I wouldn't have it any other way, Mulder." "I have a nickname." "I know that Mulder, that's not a secret." "No, one I got in junior high." "Yeah, and..." "Foxy lady." "Foxy lady?' "Yeah. I auditioned for a school play and got a part. I was a woman." Scully laughed. "I never would have picked you for a cross dresser, Mulder." "Hare, hare. Your turn." "I smoke." "What?" "I'm a smoker." Mulder was silent. "I never would have picked you as a smoker, Scully." "Yeah, well there's a lot of things you don't know about me." "Like what?" "You're not playing by the rules Mulder." "I never do." Scully resumed her staring out the window, while Mulder digested his newly found information about his partner. He thought he knew her so well. "Hey Scully." "Yes, Mulder." "How come I've never seen you with a guy?" "I'm not one of your movies, Mulder." How did she always have such good comebacks? Mulder muttered to himself. "Hey Scully?" "Yes, Mulder?" "Are we going to continue the game?" "Okay." "New rules though" "What?" "I ask you a question, and you answer and then swap." "Okay. Shoot." "Who was your first kiss?" "Hey, that's none of your business." "C'mon Scully, you said you'd play." "Okay. Rene Jackson." "Rene? The first guy you kissed was called Rene?" "You're half right." "Huh?" Scully was glad the car was dark as her face reddened, she'd never meant to tell him something so personal. "Scully" "Mulder?" "Are you going to explain that?" "Do I have to?" "Yes." "Okay.... Rene was a girl." "What?" "Rene was a girl" "A girl?" "You say it like you've never kissed a girl, Mulder." He was silent. "Mulder?" no reply. "Mulder?" "You're gay?" She laughed. "Just because my first kiss was a girl, doesn't mean I'm gay." "What then?" "I'm bi-sexual." "Huh?" "I find men and women sexy, I'm sexually attracted to men and women, would you like me to draw you a picture?" "No, that's okay." They were silent again. "Is this going to be problem between us?" "No, no, course not." Silence "Isn't there a bureau policy against that?" "Sleeping with women, that could be problem for you Mulder." "No, I mean -" "Being bi?" "Yeah." "Why should there be? My sexual preferences do not effect my work, there was no box on the academy enrolment saying 'tick here if you are bi-sexual.' " He was silent. "What about your mom?" "Is my mom bi-sexual? I don't think so." "No, I mean-" "I know what you meant, Mulder. No she doesn't know." "Would you tell her?" "It's none of her business." Silence. "Mulder?" "Yeah?" "Go back to the game?" "Nope." "Why not?" She'd told him her deepest darkest secret and he refused to play anymore. "Tow trucks here." "Oh." END. Keep reading down There you have it. Funny? Yes? No? Love to hear from you. Hiya Lee Ann! whadya think? 'Compared to infinity, you are nothing' - me Makes you feel good, don't it!! Yankee doodle, yes I'm just babbling to take up space and see if I can get more comments from me, than the actual story, so here goes. I love x-files! I love x-files! I love x-files! Fingers are cold and typing hurts them, going to go now.. bye bye mail me, mail me, mail me, mail me, mail me... get the picture?