From: "James C. Adams" Date: Fri, 27 Nov 1998 20:13:04 -0500 Subject: Thanksgiving:MSR Title: Thanksgiving Author: Halina Adams aka Geneviene E-mail: witches_r_crafty_people@yahoo.com or halina@bellatlantic.net Rating: NC-17 Category: Romance (MSR) Spoilers: Since this is before The End & The Movie & 6th Season, not many, except for Fowely's arrival on the scene. Beyond that... Summary: After an upsetting day at the office Scully goes home hoping to relax for the Thanksgiving holiday. Heh heh... Disclaimer: I wish they were but... they're not mine. As if everyone in the freakin' world doesn't know that after that wonderful movie...sheesh...(rolls her eyes) For all you 'shippers out there who just love that UST and want it to be RST, this one's for you. (And you Emily&Sarah...;-) ) And a special thanks to Rhondda Lake (the Purple Rhino). Without her, I wouldn't know where to put all my demented fantasies...;-) Thanksgiving 3:46 pm Agent Fox Mulder's office FBI Headquarters November 24th Where are those dang files? Skinner's gonna crucifyme. Need coffee. Where did I put that mug? Ah. Here we go. Blah! I hate cold coffee. It tastes like...let's not get into that. It's funny 'cause I have no problem with cold pizza... Mulder looked over to his partner of the last five years and smiled. Of course her coffee is steaming hot. The agent shook his head. Standing he stetched his muscles. He sauntered over to her desk and tapped her on the auburn head giving her his best humble look. "Don't try to look humble, Mulder. It doesn't become you." He rolled his eyes skyward. Sometimes it was a relief that she knew EXACTLY what he was thinking. Other times... If he doesn't stop looming... Scully shuddered. How was she supposed to work with him leaning over her like that. It was not professional at all it was...Oh come off it, whispered her rebellious voice. You're just afraid that you might like it too much. She shuddered again. Trying to keep her wits about her...and restraining the urge to rip off his clothing right then and there at the ame time. Whoa. Now who's not acting professionally...? It was then that Scully realized he had said something. Panicking, she tried to think of a way to get him to repeat it without making an entire ass of herself. Fortunately Mulder saved her the trouble. "Fine. I'll just search the office until I find that ever elusive coffee." Phew. He just needed coffee. Thank God it wasn't anything important. "You'll never find any down here," she finally recovered her wits. "Why's that?" "I got mine from the lounge." "You mean, I'd actually have to travel up there?" The note of terror in his voice made Scully laugh. "Honestly, Mulder. No one up there will hurt you." Except for Fowely. Okay. Scully hated the woman. She hated the way that she ever so blatantly played with Mulder's emotions, and how she actually held his attention and how he looked at her and how she looked at him... Scully looked down at her hands and realized that she had been clenching them into fists for the past few minutes, and that Mulder had been watching her. Scully turned deep red. "Scully? Are you okay?" "Uh, yeah. Go get your coffee, Mulder." As soon as he left Scully turned back to her computer and tried to engross herself in the letter she'd been typing instead of thinking about how Fowely was trying to seduce her Mulder. Unfrotunately, she failed. ---------------------------------- Twenty minutes later, Scully had stood up and made for the door only to turn around and sit back down at her desk for the fourteenth time. "It doesn't take this long to get coffee," she told her iMac. She stood and made for the door. Except this time she actually made it out the door and into the hallway and up to the elevator and up to the third floor and to the lounge. But when she opened the door, she sincerely wished that she hadn't. Look at this! I'm clairvoyant! Mulder was indeed involved in a very tongue and tongue kiss with the most illustrious Agent Fowely. I hate that woman. Normally, Scully would have snapped out some sharp little comment and ended that kiss then and there and left Mulder purple with embarassment. Unfortunately, when Scully reached into that ever full well of snide comments for every occasion, she just couldn't find one for her partner kissing another woman. Maybe because there wasn't one. Instead, Scully merely screeched, "Mulder." Yeah, I know it's far from the same thing, but it did serve to seperate the pair. Scully smiled evilly. Then blushed when Mulder tuned to look at her. His face registered his surprise and embarssment as his mouth lamely attenpted to form words. Then the very mature Dr. Scully turned tail and fled. In her haste to escape Mulder she nearly ran over Spender. He caught her arms and held her in place. "And where are you hurrying off to?" "Let me go Spender or else I promise you, you won't have arms to hold onto anyone anymore." Of course the little run in with Spender had given Mulder the time he needed to catch up with her. Scully saw him coming around the corner and tore herself out of Spender's grip and practically ran to the elevator. Too bad she hadn't expect it to actually take a while. As she stood there, frantically pressing the buttons he came up behind. JUst as the elevator arrived, he pushed her in and close the doors behind the with apress of a button. Trapped. I'm trapped. God I hate confrontations. Okay, I'll just not talk. How long can he delay the elevator? Only three floors. I can do this. Maybe... "Scully." Don't look at him. "Look at me Scully." She shook her head, refusing to obey him on any level. Can't let him win, can't let him win... "Dana." Okay, so we're bringing out the big guns are we? Two can play at that game. "Why'd you do it Fox?" Oh boy, she's trying her damndest isn't she? Okay, I'll just ask her and get it over with. I wish he wouldn't look at me like that. It's near impossible to restrain from fidgiting. Okay I'll just ask him. How hard can it be? "Dana..." "Yes." "UhumI..." "Fox, do you and Fowely have aahumrelationship?" Very hard. With that hanging between them, Mulder had a lot of trouble getting out his next comment. Oh come on. She's your partner. You've been through everything with her. How hard can it be to say this one little thing? "Are you jealous?" Very. "Excuse me? Why would I ever be jealous of that" Scully caought herself. "I mean...why should I be jealous of her, if there's nothing going on between the two of you?