From: FowCowsDead Date: 20 Dec 1999 17:51:38 GMT Subject: NEW! Surfaced Feelings by Lizzy From: "Lizzy" Date: February 1999 Tittle: Surfaced Feelings Feedback: SpookyIce@hotmail.com -send me your comments. Rating: Strong PG-13, weak R Spoilers: There's mentioning of "Triangle" (Episode 6.3). Keywords: Mulder/Scully romance. Authors Comments: Golly Gee, these were the days. This is my first story please don't be to harsh on me. First stories for XF fanfic writes tend to be very cheesy and unimaginative!!!!!! Summary: When a drunk Mulder visits Scully at a rare time, things heat up. Disclaimer: Walter Skinner, Frohike, Fox Mulder, Dana Scully are all characters of Chris Carter, Ten Thirteen productions, and 20th Century Fox. Duffy's Bar, off the border of Washington D.C.: "Your next Skinner!" shouted Mulder under the very strong influence of Alcohol. It was exactly 5:07 a.m. on a Wednesday night. "Alright, alright, you shut up and listen." Replied Skinner as he replaced his glasses in the correct place on his nose. "Here goes nothin'," They were sharing a guys night, but not completely. Agent Dana Scully was the subject like every Wednesday night. He recited carefully: "It was quiet and normal day at the FBI office, and Scully came into my office." By this point you could see the shine in Skinner's eyes. "She came in like always, perfect as can be. Then she came, sat on my lap, and kissed me softly on the lips. You could tell there was passion in her eyes. After that, you can imagine what happened." "Ohhhooo!" said Frohike as he waved his arms like a woman. The shimmer in Skinner's eyes was fading now, as Mulder and Frohike stood up in front of him. "Well good men, I'm off," he said sarcastically. "I've gotta go home too. There's work tomorrow." Followed Mulder with a sad look on his face. "Don't worry about work, Mulder. I'll give you the day off." Said Skinner. "What about your paperwork? Me and Scully still have a whole stack to do?" "Don't worry, buddy! I'll get Spender or Fowley to do it. Stay in bed. Sleep longer." Although Mulder wasn't too pleased with having Skinner call him "buddy", he was happy with his gift, so he had a change of plans. He hopped into his car, still drunk, leaving Skinner to pay the bill. Scully's Apartment: There was a loud knock on Scully's Georgetown apartment door. So loud it woke her up. On the way to the door there was another loud knock. When she opened, there he was, drunk and raggy. "Mulder, what are you doing here?" she questioned him as he stepped into her apartment. "Me and the boys were hangin' out. Havin' a few beers." "I can see your drunk, Mulder but, what boys?" "You know, Frohike, Skinner." "At 5:30 in the morning?" she asked checking her wall clock. "Look, I just came down here because I have to talk to you about something. Something I've been holding in for six years, and I have to say it today. Right now. I can't hold it in any longer." He said in his soft to-die-for voice. He sat down on her sofa as she went to get him some water. When she finally came closer, he grabbed her arms and sat her down right next to him. "Scully, you remember when I was in the hospital after the Queen Anne incident (episode 6.3), and I said that I loved you?" "Oh, brother." She repeated as she remembered the day. "Yeah, that's exactly what you said. I know you didn't believe me but^I-I meant it, Scully." He said as he placed his hand on her face. "Now, all I want to tell you is that I love you, and I don't really care if I'm making a fool out of myself," he continued as Scully's eyes watered. She was speechless. She had nothing to say. All she could do right now was look at him. Look at him and think. "Oh, Mulder^" she whispered under all her tears. Scully's feelings were all mixed together at this point^Love, hate, fear, happiness, sadness, confusion, you name it. It was all in her right now. "All I want you to answer me now is^if you feel the same way about me. Do you feel the fire when I come into the room, or notice the passion in my actions towards you? I just want to know if you love me." Scully rushed her long fingers across his brown hair and replied softly, "As much as it hurts me to say it, and ignoring what will come up in the future for us^" Scully's Apartment: "^Yes, I love you too. I can't hold it in any longer. Not anymore. The first time I saw you, you seemed attractive, but it's been the years that made me fall in love with you. I was always scared to tell you the truth for fear of rejection." "Rejection of what?" asked Mulder. "Rejection because of my cancer, of the chip in my neck, I don't know it's my whole life. I thought I'd never have you. It's all kept me from telling you the truth. Fear." The tears once again overflowed not only her face but his face aswell. They came together and leaned on their foreheads. They leaned over to give each other a passionate kiss. Scully's Apartment^that same night: Mulder laid her down softly on the sofa and dug for more kisses as Scully started to loosen the belt on her robe. Mulder naturally helped her out with that and stroked his fingers through her shiny red hair. As they separated to take a breath, Scully looked at Mulder, and Mulder looked at Scully. "I think we'll be more comfortable in my bedroom." Said Scully, as she took deep breaths. Mulder stood up and immediately helped Scully up. He wrapped his arms around her as they walked to her bedroom. They played like little kids^hugging, and stealing kisses. When they got to the room, they continued their passionate journey down the road of love. Mulder started unbuttoning his shirt, then took off his shoes followed by his pants and so on. Scully followed along and took off her Victoria's Secret sleeping gown leaving herself completely bare. "She was never like this in my dreams," thought Mulder as he looked at her body. "In my dreams, she's aggressive yet pretty. In real life, she's vulnerable, yet so beautiful." He laid down beside her as she waited for him to make a move. As if he could read her mind, he did. He reached for her as he pulled her closer to him. "I'm willing to^" thought Scully as she was loving and being loved. She felt Mulder's hands caressing her back and moving downward form second to second. Scully moved her hands from his hip to his thigh. He kissed her and moved down to her neck. He finally reached her stomach and laid his head down to catch a breath. Then he moved back up in level with her. She kissed him on the forehead (Titanic style). She turned over on her chest as Mulder softly bit the skin on her back. He then sunk his face into her hair which was Scented with Pantene. She turned over under Mulder and said: "Give me more, fill me, make me yours." The night goes on^ Scully's Apartment: "Morning, beautiful" whispered Mulder into Scully's ear, as she stretched into shape. "How did you sleep?" he asked softly. "O.K." she responded still drowsy. "Have I mentioned today that I love you?" "Not in the last^Hmm^5 seconds." She smiled softly and he leaned over and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. "What time is it, Mulder?" "It's around 11:30 a.m." At the sound of the time, Scully jumped up. "Mulder, we're late for work! Skinner's gonna kill us!" "Don't worry about Skinner, I've got him covered. He told me I had the day off. He even called me buddy!" Scully giggled at the thought of Mulder and Skinner actually being just more than co-workers. "I'll make something up so he'll excuse you off too." Taunted Mulder as he held Scully's hand. "Mulder, I need to talk to you seriously about us." Said Scully, now with a straight face. "What are we gonna do if Skinner or A.D. Kersh find out about us. What's gonna happen? I can't lose my job, I have to supp^" "Scully, Scully, calm down. Look, I'm just as worried as you are. No one has to find out. What they don't know can't hurt them. We'll just keep it a secret." "I love you^" said Scully. They kissed again, but Mulder converted it into a French Kiss. Scully played along. And it goes on^ Copyright 1999, This story belongs to Liz Serpa