From: XFILES718@aol.com Date: Fri, 18 Sep 1998 18:52:21 EDT Subject: Welcome! You've Got Male! TITLE: Welcome! You've got Male! Author: Megan XFilr (XFILES718@aol.com) Feedback: Treasured at XFILES718@aol.com Archive: Yes please! (Did anyone just think of austin powers?) Classify: VH Keywords: Mulder/Scully ALMOST Romance... A little bit of angst Rating: PG (nothing harmful) Violence Quotient: 0...nada....unless you call a keyboard torture Mari. SPoilers: General..although nothing bad. You have to at least know about Scully's cancer Summary: You never really know what happens in a chat room on AOL...and when you are drunk..its even funnier! Disclaimer: I owe them...and there is a cactus on my hand. (OW!) Author's Notes: Um, this is dedicated to my friend Jen and Alex. Don't you guys HATE Brandt? Argh...well.....this really happened to me 3 years ago...and i wrote the story and never posted it! Well, anyway, read on. Welcome! You've got Male! by Megan Xfilr Dana Scully was seated at her partner's desk, leafing through a file. it was just 8 am on a friday in February and she was the first one in the office, for a change. About halfway through the file, she was getting bored. *Mass suicide, might be murder, yadda, yadda, yadda...* she thought. And then she heard the key slip into the lock of the front door to the office. She decided to see the sly fox enter his office while herself being undetected. She went into the back of the office; her abyss she called it and waited behind the glass partion. Fox Mulder slipped into the office with a couple of bags and a gorgeous boquet of tea roses. Glasses laden, he placed a bag here, and there, and over there. His messy brown hair was nicer than usual, she noticed, and then realized that his hair was moussed. He placed the roses on the main table; his desk. He put a medium size box with a red ribbon and blue paper on the desk and propped a card on top of it. He aimed them on an angle to the roses and stepped back to survey the arrangement. Obviously happy, he got out 3 ballons and tied them to the chair. He stepped back even farther, put his hand to his chin and smiled. Scully had to smile too. He was trying, she thought. Mulder grabbed the bags, his office briefcase and left the office. She heard the door click as the lock turned and she heard Mulder's trot down the hall. Now feeling safe, she entered the main room and smelled the roses miles before she reached them. She looked at the card. On the envelope read "Scully". She opened it, very carefully. Inside was an adorable sable pomeranian, she thought, on the cover with a birthday hat. Opening the card, she read: Dear Scully, Im not going to say Have a Nice Birthday since I know your going to have to spend the day with me but you know the implicit. Mulder It was written in his usual drawl and Scully had to smile. He used 'implicit' a word she had used on him the day before. "Mulder, Im not to implicit anything but--" "Whoa, implicit? Me? English professor?" "What are you talking about?" "Definition?" "To imply." "Oh." She glanced at the gift. She carefully handled the box and shook it to hear something like glass. She undid the bow and gently undid the tape on the wrappping. Inside was the most beautiful glass clock she had ever seen. Engraved on the front was The Truth Be Told Within Time. It was gorgeous, she thought, and placed it on her desk. She heard the door lock click and Mulder stepped in. "Hey, who left the admirer?" She smiled, "Very funny. Thank you." She was about to kiss him on the cheek but the door opened. AD SKinner entered the office. "Agent Scully, congratulations on your 34th." "Thank you sir." Skinner came in and closed the door. "if you're interested, you may take the day off as a..birthday gift. You haven't taken a leave for over 3 years sans medical reasons." Scully smiled. "Thank you sir." Skinner nodded and left. Scully turned to Mulder. "Well, maybe I wont be with you on my 38th birthday and you'll have to rewrite the card." Mulder grinned. Scully grabbed her bag and waved as she left the office. XXX Scully sat at her couch. She had killed the day just watching soaps and having a normal day at home. She also noticed that she had been thinking about Mulder the whole day. She also noticed that she had drunk herself silly on Molson Light beer. Oh well, she thought. XXX At the same moment, Fox Mulder was at home. He was also drunk from beer, Budwiser on his part. He was thinking about Scully; maybe calling her to ask how her day went. But they were only partners, nothing more. Mulder sighed. XXX Scully eyed her computer. *Dana* she thought *are you up for some late night chat?* She nodded to her self-consious. She pushed the startup button on her IBM Aptiva desktop computer. Tapping her foot to pass the start-up screen, she smiled when her Win95 desktop showed. The actual desktop was a photo of her and Mulder at a party. She was in a deep sleevless dress, Mulder in a tux. He had her arms around her and she was laughing. It was a candid shot; Agent Pendrell had taken it at the FBI Banquet. She was surprised but loved the photo. *Sigh* She double clicked on the America Online icon and it was quickly loaded. XXX Mulder hit the blue button on his Packard Bell. *Aol* he though *give me a life!* XXX Scully pondered what name to use. She had all 5 taken and decided on her first and favorite. The modem dialed and the welcome screen read Welcome DrRedIce2! No mail but she clicked on the chat icon. Town Square 33: AnimorphMK> sup peeps u all using the net? XX Phyle X> hey ani nope Operetta5> ani..got any ccs? Shockwavee> IF YOU GOT VIRTUAL SPRINGFEILD, PRESS 33 Joue02> Hey ANi! Scully sighed. She clicked on private chat and decided to enter in "LoNelY" She was the only one in the room. Well, she thought. I'll wait it out. 10 minutes later, someone joined her. Foxie10136> Guess I'm not the only one. DrRedIce2> I've been here forever. Age/sex/location Foxie10136> 37/M/DC You? DrRedIce2> 34/F/VA Name? Foxie10136> Shawn et toi? DrRedIce2> Colleen. Scully smiled. She would never meet the guy. Aliases were the game. Plus, she liked the name Colleen. Foxie10136> Well, what about a bio? DrRedIce2> red/blue/5'6"/110 Foxie10136> I love red heads. DrRedIce2> You're a first. Foxie10136> Really. I had a crush on one for a while. DrRedIce2> Crush, not relationship. What about your bio? Foxie10136> brown/hazel/6'1"/189 good body DrRedIce2> Nice. I know someone that resembles you...Im just not sure about the good body part. Foxie10136> So, what do you do for a living. DrRedIce2> Im a doctor. What do you do? Foxie10136> Psychologist. DrRedIce2> Wow, a smartie. Foxie10136> Wow, a doctor. Scully thought about this. *Im drunk* she thought. DrRedIce2> Listen, Im tired as hell. Let's meet tomorrow..say 7 am? Foxie10136> sure, night Collie. DrRedIce2> Good night =) Scully signed off. She fell asleep on her chair. It must have been her self consious calling because 6;59, she was up. She hit the AOL button on her still active computer and signed on and entered room: LoNeLy William was inside. Foxie10136> Morning. DrRedIce2> Hey, I woke up right now. Foxie10136> I gotta go to work soon but I can chat for a while. I get these good vibes from you. DrRedIce2> Ditto. Foxie10136> =-) DrRedIce2> You're a psychologist right? Foxie10136> Yeah. DrRedIce2> Can I ask you a personal question that maybe you can help me with? Foxie10136> Ill try. DrRedIce2> Well, I really like you. Unfortunately, I have a strong liking for someone at work. Actually, a very close colleague. Foxie10136> And... DrRedIce2> Well, I really like him. But he doesn't know. Foxie10136> I know what you mean. I have a partner and I love her very much but I dont know if she knows. Know what I mean? DrRedIce2> Yeah. I guess I love my colleague too. Foxie10136> Its good you love someone. I have no life. DrRedIce2> You and me, we are perfect. I have no life. Im kind of obsessed with my work. Actually, my partner is but I like to follow. Foxie10136> Doctors have partners? Scully thought *Uh oh* DrRedIce2> Yeah. In this ER. Foxie10136> Oh. My partner likes to follow me in my work but I love it when she fights with me I know its kind Foxie10136> of weird but I like to know she is there. DrRedIce2> I feel Ive known you forever. Foxie10136> Want to meet? Your in Virginia, so am I.... DrRedIce2> No, I want to hear your voice. Foxie10136> Sure, call me. 555-3249 Scully recognized that number. She thought about it. And she sat straigh up and gulped and gasped. DrRedIce2> MULDER?!?!?!?!? Foxie10136> How do you know my last name? Its not on my profile. DrRedIce2> You little..Im going to kill you... Foxie10136> Who the hell is this? +| DrRedIce2> Skinner's gonna have your ass Mulder...you should be at work!! Foxie10136> Scully? XXX Mulder's eyes opened. Oh, shit, he thought. XXX DrRedIce2> Foxie uh? Nice name. Foxie10136> I should have realized that name..Dr. Scully. DrRedIce2> You're not a psychologist. Foxie10136> YOur not a doctor. DrRedIce2> See you at work. Scully signed off. XXX 3 hours later Scully walked into the office late. She saw Mulder reading a file, eating sunflower seeds and be totally engrossed in the file. "Hi." Mulder didn't answer. Scully walked to her desk. The roses were still alive and she could smell them as she sat down. Scully sighed. "Mulder?' Mulder looked up. "Oh, hi." "Can I ask you something?" He nodded. "What you said in that chatroom...was it true?" He looked down and mumbled something. "What?" He looked up. " I said ......" Scully smiled as she closed her ears. She really didn't want to know. The End If you want me to continue..maybe we find out what he really says... XFILES718@aol.com Say wa? ~ jenxphily2