xfc: Where I Belong By Mulderslady part 2 of 2
DAMACIA JOHNSON
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Where I Belong by Mulderslady
Part 2 of 2
Part of the What if stories universe
DISCLAIMER: They don't belong to me, wish they did. Only
Grady Andrews, Owen, and Brad Myers do.
RATING: Pg-13 to R for some RST(finally I thought I was getting soft!)
CLASSIFICATION: S, A, UST then some MSR, slight S/O, AU,
KEYWORDS: UST then some MSR, Mulder and Scully angst, slight S/O, AU
SPOILERS: None
URL: http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Capsule/5160/whatif.html
FEEDBACK: Please!!! at dam...@home.com
ARCHIVE: Oh yeah, anywhere!!
SUMMARY: What if Mulder finally found out where he belonged only to have
his happiness threatened by her family? Part of the What if Universe, a group of
stories that ask the ever
intriguing question, What if . . .
Author's note:: Even though CC thinks Mulder's mom's name is Teena, We
Philes know! I just know that she was called Caroline Mulder originally, but
like Samantha's abduction, it has gotten mangled and changed! Samantha was
taken from her bed! Mulder's mom's name is Caroline! Enough said :0) Enjoy
the story.
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You are the flame in my heart
You light my way in the dark
You are the ultimate star
You lift me from up above
Your unconditional love, takes me to paradise
I Belong to You By Lenny Kravitz
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4 weeks later
Mulder knocked on Scully's door and adjusted his tie. He'd finished her house
two weeks ago, but since that Saturday afternoon, everything had gone back to
normal. Not even so much as a kiss. Mulder was worried, did she not mean
what she said? Was it only a one-time thing? A tall red head with green eyes
answered the door
"Can I help you?"
"Yeah, is Dana in?"
"Maybe."
"Well, can I see her?"
"Maybe."
"Ok" Mulder said, giving the red head a strange look
"Dana, some guy is at the door for you." The red head said staring at Mulder
appraisingly, letting out a hmmm of disgust.
"Mulder hey come on in." Mulder started into the house, but the red head
wouldn't budge.
"Excuse me please." Mulder said softly.
"Missy move." Scully said, moving the woman aside.
"Hey, never thought I'd miss having you here everyday." Scully said as she
leaned up and kissed him quickly on the cheek. He pulled out a single red rose
from inside his jacket, handing it to her, kissing her soundly on the lips.
"I missed you too. I was hoping you were free for dinner, I . . ."
"Actually my family's here at the moment," She leaned up whispering in his ear.
"I'd rather spend the evening in a bed of vicious scorpions." Mulder smiled and
nodded.
"Maybe another time?"
"Sure . . ."
"Dana, who are you talking with?"
"Some guy." Missy said viciously. A large red-haired man appeared quickly. He
was formidable looking, must be her father, Mulder thought as he fiddled with
his tie.
"Hello, who are you?" the man asked forcefully.
"Fox Mulder sir."
"Hmmm." Mulder flashed him a hopeful smile to which he got a reproachful
glare.
"I'll see you later Scully goodnight sir ma'am."
"Night Mulder." As he walked away, he heard a loud voice say
"OH Please don't tell me that was your boyfriend?! God you just love picking
up rejects, don't you Dana?" Mulder sighed and got in his truck.
"He is not a reject!" Scully defended
"Oh lord, he is her boyfriend, what next!" Missy said storming back into the
living room.
"You refuse to marry Grady so you can date losers like that?" Her father
bellowed.
"That's not fair, you don't even know him!"
"And I don't' care to. Look, Grady still loves and wants to marry you. Now
give up this little doctor notion, the gigolo reject and marry him."
"I don't love Grady! I never loved Grady, I never even liked Grady! I will not
marry him, even if my life depended on it."
"What if mine did?"
"Don't go there Dad, you used that guilt trip on me 10 years ago, its' not going
to work now. If one of us has to marry him, then let Missy marry him."
"He doesn't love Missy."
"And I don't love him. Am I supposed to be miserable for the rest of my life to
make him happy, to make you happy?"
"Selfish bitch." Missy hissed
"No, you are the selfish ones. I am happy, I am content, I like my life and I'm
going to live it the way I want."
"No your not. You will marry Grady Andrews or you will be disowned." Her
father said sternly. Scully's demeanor fell.
"What?!"
"You will marry him or we will disown you."
"Mom? Are you agreeing with this?" Her mom looked at her with sad eyes and
nodded yes. Scully released a defiant sigh.
"We are staying here till you make the RIGHT decision."
"I don't believe I'm hearing this! The right answer is no!"
"No it's not, you'll see that soon enough." Scully rolled her eyes and grabbed her
jacket quickly heading out the door.
10:30 p.m. Mulder's place
Mulder opened the door and a sobbing Scully fell into his arms.
"What in the . .." he started only to be kissed fiercely.
"Scully? What's wrong?" he said, pulling away from her lips. She nodded no
and hugged him tightly.
"I need you."
"Scully I . . ."
"I need you to love me Mulder." She said looking at him with eyes full of pain.
He nodded and led her to his bedroom and shut the door.
His mom smiled as she sat downstairs sipping her coffee. I won't be getting any
sleep tonight, she thought, smiling wider. It had been too long since she'd heard
that sound coming from her son's room. Even better with some one like Dr.
Scully. They're a good match. A little noisy though, I thought moving from
upstairs would help, but I can still hear them, Jeez! She thought as a loud groan
trailed down the stairs.
Mulder thrust into her harder, just like she asked. This has to be hurting her, he
thought. He didn't like rough sex and she was so petite. She looks like she's in
pain, he thought as he slowed his thrusts.
"No Mulder, harder."
"No, I'm hurting you."
"No your not."
"Yes I am, I don't want to hurt you."
"You bastard! You stupid, selfish bastard! Why won't you do what I tell you?!"
"No I can't hurt you Scully, I can't." Mulder said softly, caressing her face with
his fingertips, kissing her on the lips tenderly. She started to cry, breaking away
from the kiss and holding him to her, her hands gripping his hair tightly.
"You bastard! You sweet, loving, perfect bastard." She sobbed as he kissed her
cheeks, trying to kiss away the tears. Mulder pulled out of her and brushed a
strand of her fiery hair from her face.
"What's wrong? Scully?"
"I'm not giving up what I love. I'm won't give up my job or you, but I don't
want to lose my family." She buried herself into his chest and he held her,
trying to figure out what was wrong.
Mulder woke up warmer than usual and turned to find the cause. He smiled
down at her and kissed her forehead gently.
"Hey baby." His voice a tender growl. She smiled and snuggled into him more.
"Mulder? I'm sorry I must have worried you earlier."
"A little, I'm still worried."
"My parents, my family. I . . remember I told you a while back about that guy
everyone wanted me to marry?"
"Yeah why?"
"Well he still wants to marry me. You know what my dad told me last night? I
think this is what really did it to me. He said that I will marry him or they're
disowning me. He even said I should give up this little doctor notion and the
gigolo reject."
"Reject?! How dare! I'm as good a gigolo as anyone else." Scully giggled
"And Scully? Tell me seriously, do I really look like a gigolo??" Scully laughed
harder and sighed.
"I don't want to lose my family Mulder."
"I know family is . . ."
"But I don't want to lose you either."
"Well I could be the houseboy who's also you lover or how about this one, your
own personal plaything or . . ." Scully snort laughed.
"So that's a snort laugh!" She laughed harder.
"Oh Mulder."
"You could call me Fox if you want." He said shyly.
"Fox, I love you so much, I wish I didn't have to make a choice."
"I chose my family over what I loved. Family comes first Dana."
"Not mine."
"How can you say that?"
"How can they make me choose if they really love me? If they really loved me,
they would respect my decision not try and force me into one by using old guilt
trips."
"What do you mean?"
"My dad always says what if his life depended on it. It only depends on it cause
he drinks and gambles too much and loses. Grady would clear his debt, keep
him that way if I marry him. I refuse to enable him. I refuse to marry someone
I don't love."
"I have an offer from an art gallery in New York." Mulder said, trying to
change the subject.
"Really?" Scully said, climbing onto his chest as he turned on his back.
"Yeah, they want to buy my portrait of you for $100,000."
"Your kidding, that's great!"
"I don't want to sell it."
"Mulder!"
"What happened to Fox?" he said teasingly
"It went out the window when you said you didn't want to sell."
"It's special, something . . . I just can't part with it."
"Mulder, this is your big chance!"
"But a Chicago gallery offered me 500,000 for it." Scully slapped his playfully.
"You should have told me that you mutt." Mulder laughed
"So I'm selling it to them unless I get a better offer."
"Yeah I think I'm worth a least a million."
"Definitely. I love you so much Scully." He said kissing her hungrily, his
growing need brushing past her thigh.
"What was that?"
"What was what?"
"Something brushed . . . oh never mind found it." She said wrapping her hand
around his swollen shaft, giving it a gentle squeeze. He arched, moaning loudly.
"We never did finish, did we?"
"No." He managed to choke out.
"I think we should, don't you?"
2 days later
"Your house is beautiful Dana." Her mom said quietly
"Thank you Mulder did most of the remodeling himself. He hand painted the
walls and the counter in the kitchen." Scully said excitedly, showing her mom
around.
"and he hand craved the rails for the stairs and my favorite thing the bathroom.
Antique tub showered with color coming from my stained glass window."
"He is talented, isn't he?"
"Very. He does this on the side. He's a painter, he just sold a canvas for half a
million dollars."
"My word. He does sound nice." Scully sighed disappointed
"It's not about the money mom, it's so much more, he has a great personality,
he's . . ."
"Not as much of a loser as we thought."
"I never thought I'd see the day that you'd get shallow too Mom. I really didn't.
That really hurts too."
"I'm being realistic. I want you provided for so you don't have to work your
butt off."
"Has it occurred to you that I LIKE working my butt off?"
"Why? You could be at home, have a baby or two, settle you down a little."
"Ugh! I'm not hearing this. I've always wanted to be a doctor mom. Now I'm a
good neurosurgeon. I like my job, I'm respected, paid very well, I am doing
what I love. I have the house of my dreams . . ."
"The man of your dreams?"
"Not exactly. The man of my dreams looks just like Cary Grant with a beard
and mustache." Her mom laughed slightly
"But Mulder's right for me. Grady's not, he never will be."
1 1/2 weeks later
"Your families still in town?"
"Yeah, they said there not leaving till I make the right decision." Scully said
linking her fingers with his as they walked along the beach.
"Have you?"
"Yes I have, but it's not the decision they want." Mulder quickly changed
subjects.
"I sold your picture for 1 mil to a gallery in California, they want more of my
work too. They want to do an art tour with my stuff."
"That's great Mulder, your really hitting the big time."
"It's cause of you."
"No, it's cause your talented."
"No, it's because of you. You're my inspiration." Scully stopped, smiling up at
Mulder.
"Mulder."
"You are Scully. Plus you sent them a Polaroid of some of my stuff."
"How'd you find out about that?"
"Mike told me. Said his buddy Dana sent him these awesome Polaroid's of her
painting and some other stuff."
"Mike can never keep a secret."
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"For having faith in me."
"Your more than welcome." He smiled and kissed her soundly on the lips,
pulling her to him. He slanted his mouth over hers, his tongue invading her
mouth, tasting her. He gently started to rub against her, his growing need
stabbing her thigh, she pulled away
"What?"
"Not here Mulder."
"Where?"
"Jeez Mulder."
"We haven't made love in almost 2 weeks."
"Mulder, just settle down." He sighed heavily
"I'm sorry, I just . .I just . .. "
"Just what?" Scully said with an amused smile
"I just enjoy making love to you Scully." She flushed wildly as he looked at her
intensely. His arousal making his eyes change color wildly.
"Fine Mulder."
"Come on." He said pulling her slightly
"Where are we going?"
"Inside."
"Mulder can't you . . ."
"No come on." Scully laughed as Mulder headed in his house.
Mulder snuggled into Scully more and sighed contentedly
"Hey." She said turning towards him, kissing him gently
"Hey" he growled back.
"Feel better?"
"Yeah." Scully smiled
"Good, I gotta go."
"No, stay."
"I can't."
"Why not?"
"I just got paged."
"Oh." Mulder said, releasing her from his grasp. Scully answered her page
quickly.
"Scully."
"Dana where are you? This is your father."
"I'm out, why?"
"Well get back here, we got a surprise for you." Your leaving? She thought.
"Okay see you in a few minutes."
"Who was that?" Mulder said, kissing her arm gently, letting his fingertips glide
along her back.
"My dad, they have a surprise for me."
"They're leaving?"
"That's what I thought. Doesn't sound like it. Want to go out for dinner and
movie tonight? My treat."
"No, my treat, sure sounds fine. I'll pick you up about 7 k?'
"Sure pick a movie, a good one."
"'K baby later." He said leaning up and kissing her tenderly on the lips.
"There you are." Her father said
"I had to finish shopping. What's so surprising?"
"Look who's here to visit."
"Dana, my you still are as lovely as I remember."
"Grady?!"
"Yep." A tall black-haired man said, his piercing blue eyes burning into her.
Great, just what I don't need!, she thought
"Hopefully your staying at a hotel."
"Well I could, I was . . ."
"And hopefully you and my family are leaving tomorrow!"
"Dana is that anyway to treat a guest?" her mom scolded
"Yes, an uninvited guest. Look Grady, nothing personal, however . . . ah never
mind. I am upstairs relaxing in my bathroom, excuse me!" Scully said running
up the stairs, slamming her bedroom door.
"She didn't seem very receptive." Grady said flatly to her father.
"Ah she'll come around Grady. I mean look at this dump, god and you should
see her reject boyfriend."
"Actually I think this house is beautiful. I love the marble staircase and this
scene on the wall just beautiful."
"Well then when you two get married you can keep it." Grady shrugged, and
nodded.
"Come on Maggie made up one of the rooms for you."
Scully let the vanilla scented candles relax away her worries. I don't believe
they invited him down to my house! Do they think they own the place?! That's it
hospitality aside, they have worn out there welcome. It's time to get tough.
She pushed play on the CD player and sighed when she heard the soothing
strains of Bach come through. Only Mulder would think to put a CD player
unit in the wall next to the tub. Only Mulder would be so thoughtful, only
Mulder. She sighed as she remembered how he looked just over an hour ago as
he was making love to her. His hands slowly seducing her, his eyes feral with
passion and love. His tender kisses, talented tongue, his deep voice telling her
how much he loved her. He loved her the way she needed to be loved. She
sighed again closing her eyes and almost falling asleep when a feather light
touch brushed across her cheek. Mulder? She thought as she leaned into his
touch to get a hint of his intoxicating scent. Instead she smelled a pleasant but
sweet smell, not Mulder's scent of something sweet, a little spicy from his soap
and deodorant, this smelled like cologne. Her eyes snapped open and she
looked in lightening blue eyes
"Grady, what are you doing in here?" she said slightly irritated
"Just wanted to talk. I'm sorry for the intrusion, your father said he told you I
was coming."
"No he didn't. Look Grady, your a great guy, but I don't love you, and I can't
marry some one I don't love."
"How do you know you don't love me? You never tried, you never even went
out with me once."
"Cause I'm not attracted to you at all."
"Couldn't you grow to love me?"
"Over time but probably not until your dead. I'll be like, Oh I loved him so
much." Grady chuckled
"I'm not giving up on you Dana."
"Whatever Grad, but you can make yourself useful and hand me my towel."
Mulder smoothed his sweater and rang her bell, a tall black-haired man
answered, his piercing blue eyes narrowing slightly.
"Hi."
"Hello, is Dana in?" Mulder asked cheerfully.
"Sure come on in. Grady Andrews, Dana's Fiancée."
"Fox Mulder, Dana's boyfriend. It's a good think we met since we're sharing the
same woman." Mulder said with a smile. Grady appraised the man quickly,
Handsome, mystical hazel eyes, short brown hair, strong jaw and features, nice
build, rough but soft hands, manual laborer definitely.
"What do you do Fox?"
"Yeah Fox, I'm named after my grandfather. I'm an artist."
"An artist. Your unemployed?"
"No, I just recently sold some of my pieces to a gallery in California, and a few
to one in New York. I also like to remodel houses on the side."
"Really? Which houses have you done?"
"The governors mansion, a few friends, the one your standing in now. Is Dana
upstairs?"
"Uh yes." Grady said shocked. He is good, he thought as he watched him walk
up the stairs.
"Hey sunshine."
"Mulder, I'll be ready in a minute."
"K just met your surprise."
"Did you now? Did you play nice?"
"Of course. I'll wait down stairs for you, gotcha something." He said placing a
long rectangular box on her bed.
"Thank you, you didn't have to."
"I wanted to, take your time, I'll go play with your surprise some more." Mulder
came down the stairs and smiled as Grady's eyes locked on his.
"So who did you get to do the wall mural in the living room?"
"I did it. The only thing I didn't do by myself was the deck and the fireplace."
"Your kidding?"
"Nope." Grady appraised him again. I can see why Dana's attracted to him,
he's going to be a hard man to win her affections from.
"So um where you going?"
"Dinner and a movie."
"Hmmm."
"Her idea."
"Do you have a gallery here for your . . ."
"No."
"Studio?"
"No, I work out of my home."
"Oh I'd love to see some of your work."
"Your looking at one now."
"Your other art work."
"Maybe one day." Mulder said smiling as Scully came down the stairs
"Really?"
"Yeah, nice meeting you Grady."
"Nice meeting you too, Fox?"
"Yeah Fox bye." Mulder linked his fingers with Scully's, leaving quickly.
"You are just surrounded by creeps, aren't you?" Mulder said once they got
outside.
"I know, but Grady's one of the better creeps. I think he's determined to woo
me though."
"Lol!" Scully snort laughed as she climbed into his truck.
"See what I mean Grady? Genuine Loser" her father said coming up behind
Grady as he watched Scully and Mulder leave.
"Not really. He's a talented artist and Dana loves him He's going to be a hard
man to beat."
3 days later
Scully pulled up her parking brake and sighed. I could use a bath, some sleep,
and a little Mulder, she thought with a smile as she got out of the car and
headed in the house.
"About time you got home." Her father grumbled, "What's the point of having a
nice house if your never here to enjoy it?" Scully rolled her eyes and walked up
the stairs.
"It's 6 am and your just coming in from going to work 2 days ago."
"Dad, your right, it's 6 a.m. why are you up anyway? Please leave me alone. I'm
taking a bath, then getting some sleep. I have a 3 day weekend, I'm going to
enjoy it." Scully placed her stuff in her room and started to undress when she
saw it. Her blue eyes staring at her, hair flowing, cradling his head in her arms.
She smiled as she read the title in the corner
'Where I Belong.'
"This is perfect Mulder, but where am I going to put it?" she said to herself as
she wrapped her robe around her and headed to her bathroom. She relaxed into
the hot tub water and closed her eyes, thinking of all the ways she was going to
thank Mulder when she felt a feather light touch graze her cheek.
"What do you want Grady?"
"To say hi."
"Hi Grady."
"Your exhausted."
"Very, but a good exhausted. I saved someone's leg that any other doc would
have amputated and saved some one from being brain damaged for the rest of
their lives."
"That does sound nice"
"It's why I love my job so much. Make yourself useful and wash my back will
you Grady?"
"Sure. So this Mulder . . . do you love him?"
"Very much."
"Oh."
"He's so right for me, understands me completely, never tries to tie me down.
The way he loves me is amazing. I've never been this taken with anyone before.
Thanks, hand me my towel." Grady obeyed as she wrapped the towel around
her and dried off. He went and sat on her bed, looking around her room. His
eye caught a painting in her recliner, a painting of herself, holding a dark-haired
man. She looked so enchanting, so free, the man so content. He looked closer,
seeing the familiar FWM initials in the corner under the words 'Where I belong'
"Like it?" Scully said suddenly, making Grady jump
"Yes it's beautiful, Mulder painted this?"
"Yep. He likes to use me in his paintings. What is weird is he paints me
perfectly and I don't pose for him. It's all in his head, this is how he sees me. He
thinks I'm alluring, beautiful, enchanting and free and he paints me that way.
Now Grady, I'd love to chat however my bed is calling me, Goodbye." Grady
nodded and left closing her door quietly
"I think I need to pack up and leave right now." He told her father as he headed
down stairs
"Huh why?"
"She's totally in love with this Mulder guy. He's totally in love with her, I don't
stand a chance in heck!"
"Of course you do, just keep trying. Be more aggressive."
"More aggressive? He remodeled her house for her by himself! He's thoughtful,
kind, and romantic. He paints portraits of her, gorgeous canvases, next thing
you know he'll start serenading her and writing love poems."
"Trust me, you can beat this guy, do you want her?"
"Yes."
"Then fight for her."
7 p.m.
Mulder straightened his tie and waited for the door to open. Grady answered,
throwing Mulder a look of disgust
"Hello Grady."
"Hello FOX."
"Dana up?"
"No she's not."
"Poor thing, I bought her some flowers to cheer her up."
"I'll give them to her. Good night." Grady said shutting the door on Mulder
hard. Ok! He's playing hard ball that's fine, Dana's mine, he's just striving after
the wind, Mulder thought as he got in his truck and pulled away.
9 p.m.
"Here, your boyfriend dropped these by." Grady said dropping the flowers
Mulder had brought on the kitchen counter
"Thanks Grady."
"Dana, marry me."
No." Scully said, brushing past him to the fridge.
"You are mine Dana, the sooner you see that, the better. Drop this loser and . .
."
"I'm not yours Grady. I never was and never will be. I will not be controlled,
don't start resorting to scare tactics now cause they won't work." She said
pouring herself a glass of milk.
"Are you done?" Grady asked viciously
"I'm just getting warmed up actually."
"Your being unreasonable."
"And your not hearing a word I'm saying. So lets end this conversation now. I'm
going back to bed."
"Your exhausted Dana. Normal human beings can't work like this. Let me take
care of you, you don't have to work like this."
"I like my work, it's tiring yes, but I love it. I'm not going to give it up so I can
do what?"
"Settle down and have a family."
"Ugh! You sound like my mom. I don't want to settle down and have a family
yet, and I certainly don't want to do it with you!" Scully said storming up the
stairs and slamming her bedroom door.
Saturday 11 a.m.
Mulder knocked on the door, and smiled as Grady opened it.
"Hello Grady." Grady's eyes narrowed in rage as he charged Mulder, knocking
him on his back
"Leave her alone! She doesn't want to see you."
"Um Grady? You alright?" Mulder said, getting up and dusting himself off.
"I'll be fine when you leave my fiancée alone."
"Grady, she hasn't . . ."
"Yes she has." Mulder looked at him confused, "Last night."
"Last night? She accepted your proposal last night? Look Grady, I understand
you have strong feelings for Dana too, but she doesn't love you and she won't
ever love you. Now please move out of my way." Grady didn't move.
"I know about you Fox Mulder."
"Oh really?" Mulder said, getting irritated with the man before him
"Yes, you really are a loser. Your dad and sister kill themselves and your mom
breaks down. You had to give up college to take care of her. Your nothing but
a manual laborer who Dana did a big favor. If she hadn't pulled some strings,
you wouldn't have ever been 'noticed' by the art world, then what? You hardly
make 15,000 a year. You couldn't even provide for your own mother, what
were you going to do? Sponge off Dana? Was that your plan?"
"It actually wasn't my plan to fall in love with her at all, it just did. Your just
upset that some one like me could end up being the person she loves. Hurts,
doesn't it?"
"Oh please, you're an incompetent screw up. You can't hold a job, you can't
provide for her, you still live with your mother! What's more pathetic than that!
How do you actually think you could satisfy . . ." Grady was stopped by
Mulder's fist connecting with his jaw.
"Shut up you insensitive jerk!" Mulder screamed as he moved to beat Grady
into the ground.
"Mulder?" He heard a soft voice say and looked up into the confused eyes of
Scully.
"Oh Scully, I'm sorry I didn't mean to . . I just . . "
"It's ok, he gets what he deserves. Come on, I need out of this mad house."
She said, grabbing his hand and pulling him away.
"He must have really pissed you off. I've never seen you lose your temper
before."
"Yeah, I don't really want to talk about it."
"Sure, I'm at my wits end with them too." Mulder smiled and held her closer to
him
"Did you like your surprise?"
"Yes that was beautiful Mulder." She said cuddling into him more and
watching the waves roll in.
"It's where you belong." She said softly, he smiled and sighed
"I'm not selling the original."
"Oh, the one I have is a copy?"
"Yeah, the original is in my basement."
"Mulder, it's beautiful. As long as I have a copy, go ahead and sell it." She said
as his hands kneaded the tension out of her back.
"Your tense."
"Yeah, this was supposed to be a relaxing weekend." Mulder snort laughed and
kissed her neck tenderly
"Why don't you let me relax you then?" he said in a seductive whisper. She
smiled and nodded as she felt his growing need twitch with delight at her
answer. He smiled as he lead her inside. Grady's eyes narrowed as he watched
them pass by him without noticing him. Off to enjoy his services, he thought as
they went inside.
Mulder ravaged her mouth as he thrust into her slowly. Groaning loudly and
whimpering, as her hands teased his skin.
"Your being too gentle Mulder."
"I like to . . ."
"I like it when you're a little more aggressive." She purred. He smiled and
increased the intensity of his thrusts.
"Oh Dana." He groaned, blushing slightly
"Did that feel good to you baby?" Scully teased
"Very good, so good. I never want you to leave."
"Don't you dare start proposing now."
"I won't, I won't oh, oh God Dana you feel so good." She smiled and kissed
him hard, hungrily attacking his mouth. He lifted and pinned her against the
headboard, slamming into her harder and faster. His orgasm exploded into her
as he screamed
"Marry me Scully oh god Marry me." Before collapsing back on the bed. That
felt weird, she thought as she looked at the mangled condom on his slowly
deflating cock and gasped.
"Shoot it broke!"
"Huh?"
"The condom broke!"
"When?"
"Probably during that orgasm of yours Tarzan." Mulder blushed, smiling
weakly.
"I'm sorry, but that was one of the best ones I've ever had. When's your period
supposed to start?"
"Uh in about two and a half weeks." Why'd he want to know that? She thought
"We're ok."
"Oh we are?"
"Yeah, I had a girlfriend once who practiced the rhythm method."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah, refused to sleep with me if I wore a condom. I didn't stay with her long,
I was so scared that she was pregnant. She never was, but still." He removed
the broken condom, throwing it away as he went to the bathroom to wash his
face.
"Mulder? You weren't seriously proposing, were you?"
"Huh? God No Scully. I . . that just felt so good, I don't know . .. you blow
my mind." Scully blushed as he came back to the bed. She looked at his naked
body and let her fingers run down his chest. He caught her hand before it went
lower and kissed it as he sat next to her. He sighed and reached for his boxers
when she stopped him.
"No, not right now, come back to bed where you belong." He smiled and
cuddled into her side. His hand brushed her cheek and he kissed her gently,
rolling her on her back
"I love you, I love you." She whispered as he ravaged her neck with kisses. Her
hands clutching and running through his silky hair as he climbed back over top
of her. She felt his renewed erection teasing her entrance, and she opened to
him. He plunged in quickly. This feels different, she thought instantly.
"Mulder? Mulder?" he sped up his thrusts, and looked at her with loving eyes.
She smiled and pulled his head down to rest on her chest while they made love.
He hummed with pleasure as she petted his hair. She laughed and looked at the
clock on the nightstand, gasping when she saw the unopened condom sitting
there.
"Mulder?" he hummed in reply, clutching her tighter to him as his climax
started
"Mulder, get off me now. Mulder?" He groaned as he rose up off her chest and
tried to snag her lips in a kiss.
"Mulder, you don't have a condom on, get off me now."
"I'm almost there."
"No, get off."
"Please, let me come inside you."
"What?!"
"Oh this feels like heaven." Oh boy he's lost it, she thought as she pushed him
off her, pulling away from him as he splashed the bed, himself and her thighs
with his cum. He gazed at her with sated lovesick eyes as he collapsed on the
bed again. Scully got up quickly and got in the shower.
Mulder woke up moments later, he felt sticky, and really good. He opened his
eyes and found himself alone on the bed.
"Scully?" he said softly as he got up trying to clear his head. He smiled when he
heard the shower running and grabbed the condom by the bed. He walked in
the shower with her and watched her frantically scrubbing her skin. She felt his
presence and turned on him quickly. He was already erect again, and she
slapped him hard in the face.
"What was that for?" He asked holding his face in shock.
"What did you think you were doing?!"
"I'm tired of using these when we make love." Hs said displaying the condom in
his hand. She slapped him again harder.
"Mulder you have to use some precautions. I'm not ready to have a baby yet."
"Maybe I am." He said softly
"What?!"
"Maybe I am, have you ever thought of that? Maybe I want to spend the rest of
my life with you? Maybe I want to have more than an I'm your best friend till
something traumatic happens and I need a good Screw!" Scully slapped hard,
making his eyes water.
"I just want a commitment. Something that tells me that when you are ready to
finally settle down that I will be the man you settle down with."
"And you think . .."
"No, all I want is your trust."
"You have my trust. I just don't trust my body. Look once I'm . . ."
"If you trusted me you would have thought of a more permanent form of Birth
control by now. If you loved me . . ."
"Mulder, I do love you. I do trust you, I'm just scared. I've never felt this way
about any one before. Look, I'll look into using something else when we make
love I promise. Right now, put that thing on," she said pointing to the condom
in his hand, "So I can take care of that for you, it looks painful." Mulder
blushed shyly, putting on the condom and pulling her into a hungry kiss.
"Oh I do love it when your aggressive Fox Mulder."
8 p.m.
A commitment, the man you settle down with, she thought as she walked in her
door smiling. Next thing you know he'll give me a commitment ring, she
giggled to herself at her thought when she saw the flicker of the fireplace.
"Testing to my fireplace? It's not THAT cold." She said stopping dead when
she saw her family and Grady looking at Mulder's painting, suspiciously close to
the open flames.
"What are you doing with my paint?" she asked softly
"What is this? I thought we told you to break it off with this loser? You are
marrying Grady that's that. He has my blessing my permission and a plane
ticket for you to go back to California with him tomorrow." Grady smiled
smugly at Dana.
"Well he doesn't have my permission. I'm a 32-year-old woman. You can not
tell me or force me to do a damn thing! Now put that down." Scully said
coming closer to them
"What this?" Grady said looking down at the painting, "Ok." He brought it
crashing down over his knee and Scully screamed in horror as it split in two.
"Oops, guess it was fragile." He said as he threw the two halves in the fire.
Scully ran over, watching it melt into the flames, angry tears streaking her face.
"That's what you get for being with him all day! Now go upstairs and pack your
things, we're going home." Grady said in a commanding tone.
"NO, I am home. You get out! All of you, get out of my house, get out of my
life!"
"What?" her father said shocked
"Right now before I call the police and have you removed by force. I never
want to see any of you again."
"Dana you don't mean . . ." Grady said, grabbing her arm. She whirled around,
pushing him hard, wrenching her arm away.
"Dr. Scully to you and yes I mean it. Out now! Don't ever come back, you
come within 30 feet of my house or me and I will have you arrested." She said
sternly, watching them slink out of the room. She picked up the phone and
dialed his number quickly, sobs catching in her throat.
"Mulder."
"Mulder?" she sobbed into the phone.
"Dana? Dana you alright?"
"Mulder." She sobbed back
"I'll be right there." He said hanging up quickly. She hung up and crumpled into
a ball by the fireplace, sobbing hysterically.
Mulder parked and ran in the house.
"What are you doing here?" Grady hissed as he came down the stairs. Mulder
gave him a withering glare and headed to Scully
"Dana? Baby you okay?" he said, crouching down in front of her. She shook
her head no and reached for him. He sat next to her and gathered her into his
arms as she continued crying.
"What happened? What did he do?" He asked softly, she nodded no. He sighed
and petted her hair, whispering I love you in her ear. Grady threw down his
bags and stormed over to them.
"Get away from her."
"What did you do to her?" Mulder asked, his voice dangerously low.
"I said get away from her."
"What did you do to her?" Mulder repeated sharply.
"What should have been done earlier."
"He broke my painting in two and burned it. I told them to leave." Scully
managed to get out between sobs.
"Then why aren't you gone yet? She doesn't want you here."
"What makes you think she wants you here?"
"She called me, she called me in tears and I came. I came as fast as I could
cause I have never heard her sound so helpless before. Now if you don't leave
with in the next five minutes, I will not hesitate to throw your narrow butt out
that door!" Mulder said, glaring at Grady as Scully snuggled into him more.
Grady growled in anger and left.
"It's okay, he's gone, he won't hurt you anymore. I'm here now, where I belong,
and I won't leave."
Epilogue
1year later
Scully sat in front of the fireplace and snuggled back into his comforting chest.
He hummed slightly, the vibrations running through her, making her smile.
Mulder's hand slid over hers, the clink of there wedding rings sliding over each
other making him smile. He's successful, and happy, with a family of his own,
everything I've always wanted him to have, his mother thought as she sipped her
coffee in the kitchen where it all began.
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