From: "Amanda Leigh Hinds" Date: Wed, 26 Jun 2002 20:54:47 -0400 Subject: Smokey Haze Violation Source: direct Title: Smokey Haze Violation Author: Bynx E-mail: BabyBynx@cs.com Category: Rating: PG Spoilers: Post Modern Prometheus Disclaimer: They are not mine, they belong to Chris Carter, 1013 Productions, and Fox Networks. If they were mine, I'd have a helluva lot fun. Feedback: yu know where to send it. Summary: Scully has been violated. Comments: Only thing yu gotta do is pretend yu never saw the Jerry Springer Show ending part of PMP where they have the babies. Just leave that little part out and yu should be just fine. Dedication: To my X-Phile buddy Autumn! I know she loves PMP, as do I, so this goes out to her! Thanks! XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxX He saw the lady agent help her partner up. They were coughing from the chemicals, and could barely function. They both collapsed onto the floor by the bed. He knew he shouldn't do it, but because he can.....He would........... 2 months later..... F.B.I. Headquarters J. Edgar Hoover Building Basement Office I felt it rise up in my throat, and I didn't hesitate. I ran out of the office and towards the bathroom. And up came the remnants of my bagel with light cream cheese. I got it all out and flushed the toilet. No one uses this bathroom except for Mulder and I, so I didn't have to worry about anyone seeing or hearing me. I know Mulder must be worried. I've been like this for a week. At first I thought it was just something I ate that didn't agree with my stomach. Then as it continued I wrote it off as some kind of stomach bug. Now I'm not so sure. I washed my face, and rinsed my mouth. I need to brush my teeth. I know I have gum somewhere in my purse. I walked out of the bathroom and back in the office. Mulder was leaning against his desk with his arms crossed, biting his lower lip. God I love that lower lip, but then again I love a lot of things belonging to Mulder including Mulder himself. Ignoring him and his look of concern I went back to my desk and sat down. I felt his eyes on me. "Scully?" I sighed and tried not to abruptly answer with my usual "I'm fine". I'm not fine and I know it. I looked up at him and noticed he moved to lean against my desk. "Yes?" "Scully, that's happened all week. What's wrong?" I know he's concerned, but this will probably pass. "Nothings wrong Mulder. I'm..." "Fine? Yes I've heard that before. Scully tell me the truth! I'm worried about you. This has nothing to do with your cancer does it?" I break eye contact with him and pinch the bridge of my nose. I suddenly got a headache. I look back up at him and meet his concerned eyes. "No, it has nothing to do with the cancer. I probably just have a stomach thing. It'll pass." He seemed reluctant to believe me but he finally nodded his head, convinced, and went back to work. I went back to the work I was doing before I saw my breakfast returned to me. I was right. This stomach thing did seem to go away. Weeks passed and I only saw my breakfast once. 1 month later.... Friday I was listening, or should I saw suppose to be listening, to Mulder. He was rambling on about this case he wants to check out. He was flipping through the slides rapidly, giving each slide his opinion and comments. Every now and then he would glance over at me, but my mind was elsewhere. I couldn't concentrate lately. Nothing held my interest, even when I wanted them to. "....and Mr. Phelps's death cannot be explained, meanwhile I've quit the FBI to pursue a career in the sunflower seed business." I don't know how long he was staring at me. I snapped out of the many thoughts running through my head and locked eyes with him. "I'm sorry Mulder."I apologized. "Penny for your thoughts?" He shut off the slide projector and moved towards where I was. I was leaning against the desk, good thing to because I probably would have fell over. I stared at the floor collecting my thoughts. He stopped in front of me, and patiently waited for my response. My brow wrinkled, I looked up at him. I don't know why but I started to cry. Tears were slowly leaking from my eyes. He reached out to me and gave me a big bear hug. I wrapped my arms around his waist loving the feel of his arms around me. "Oh Scully..." He trailed off. I barely heard him he was so quiet. I sniffled and he let go but didn't pull away. He rested his hands on my hips and brushed the tears away. He rested his hands back on my hips and looked at me, his eyes asking a silent question. It wasn't silent for long. "Dana, what's wrong? Talk to me?" He gave me that same look he did about 3 months ago, when I had that stomach bug. I look at my watch before I speak. "Not here. It's about time to go home anyways so just come over to my house in a half an hour." I asked already knowing he'd be over sooner than that. "Sure. Want me to bring anything?" He asked moving away to get his jacket. "Yeh, I have a craving for sunflower seeds, pineapple pizza, and some Cookie Dough ice cream." I also started to gather my things. He stopped and stared at me with a smile on his lips. Very nice lips...He held the door open for me, locked the door and we made our way to the garage. "Okay I'll see you in in a little while." I nodded my head and we both got into our cars. 30 minutes later... I heard the knock at the door, and checked my attire. I was wearing sweat pants and a tank top. We were in the middle of a heat wave and my apartment was already an oven. I was planning on wearing shorts but I decided that wouldn't be a good idea. I've been really horny lately. More so than usual and since Mulder was coming over I thought it was wise to not wear the shorts. I debated whether to wear the tank top, but it was too hot for a t-shirt. I hope it wasn't obvious. I didn't bother to look through the peephole, I already knew it was him. I opened the door and was shocked to see him standing there smiling with a pizza. "Hey. What's that?" I asked a little confused. "You said you had a craving for Pineapple pizza, so I found a place that made it. Got your sunflower seeds and ice cream too." He showed me the bag with his other hand that wasn't trying to balance the pizza box. I stepped aside to let him in. He walked over to the table and set the pizza down. I took this opportunity to look at him. He was wearing black jeans, a gray t-shirt and his sneakers. He looked good. Damn good. I was caught staring when he called my name. I wanted to kiss those lips that were turned into a grin. He knew I was staring and was satisfied. "So wanna eat now or talk now?" "I'm hungry so eat now then talk later." We ate on the couch relaxing together. When we were done, Mulder offered to take the plates, and get the ice cream. When he came back in he sat close to me. I sat facing him and took my bowl of ice cream. "Cookie dough, just what you wanted." "Mmmm good...Mulder marry me." I smiled remembering when I was supposed to be on vacation, but on a case and I was rambling on about witches. How much joy he felt when I was admitting to those things. Now I was feeling joy to the bringer of ice cream. He chuckled and sat his bowl on the table. "Scully I don't mean to be rude or offend you in any way, but have you been gaining weight? I mean I usually don't see you in such tight clothing, which I wish I saw more often, so you could just have that natural tummy......." "Mulder, I think I'm pregnant." It came out in a rush. I put my bowl down besides his and avoided eye contact. We sat in silence for what seemed like hours. Until finally he spoke. "I didn't know you were seeing anyone. Who is he?" He looked hurt and angry. "That's what takes the cake Mulder." That caught his attention. He remembers those words from a certain someone on a certain case that led to a Cher concert and a very stimulating dance. "I haven't had sex with a guy in......" I was not about to tell Mulder that I haven't had sex with a man in six years because I'm in love with him. "....recently." I finished with. "How?" "I have a theory." "And as always I'm eager to here it." We both smiled. "Well, remember that Cher case with the Great Mutato? Well when we went into the scientist's house to check things out and we lost consciousness from the chemicals...." He nodded for me to continue. "We were out for a few days so who knows what was done to us." "You think the Great Mutato impregnated you?" He looked shocked. "Well, that's the only thing I can think of. I'm going to my doctors to make sure I'm pregnant." "I want to come with you." It was my turn to be shocked. "Um...Okay. Sure I'll make an appointment and you can drive me there." He nodded and picked his half-melted ice cream back up. "And if you are, we are going to pay a visit to the Great Mutato and get some questions answered." END or is it...