On most write lists, it's common to post a quick intro about yourself,
so I'm guessing that's probably the routine here as well.

My name is Marcia Colpan.  I'm 42, a professional daycare provider, and
mother of 2.  I'm married to a wonderful man from Turkey and I've been
writing for some time.

I've done several fandoms including Emergency and CHIPS.  (For those of
you younger folk, they're older shows but terrific.) I had always said I
wouldn't write x-files fic, not because I don't love the show, but
because there are so many people already writing some wonderful fic that
I simply wasn't needed.  I lied.  I did write an x-files story and I'll
share it with you if you're interested.

As far as my writing goes, I'm the submissions editor for the CHIPS
fanfiction site, the assistant editor for the Turquoise Butterfly Press
and I've won the occasional award here and there.  You'll have to help
me out with this part guys.  My buddy claims I have to get over telling
people what I do and I'm terrible at it.  Let's see, what else.  I write
a humor column for the Write Site and I have a page over at the
ideamarketers.  I've been published a few times in print mags and
newsletters.  If anyone is truly desperate to see what I look like or
has a need to chase rats out of their basement, I have a website.
www.angelfire.com/pa/colpan   I guess that's about it.

If anyone has a deep desire to write CHIPS fiction, you now know the
editor so step up and pass it over.  Ponch and Jon can always use a new
perspective.

Write on,

Marcia

I'd be glad to help you!  All of my friends in high school always said I
should be an english teacher, but they don't make enough money!  But
really, I'm pretty good at editing, so let me know what I can do.

Thanks,

Katie, USTMistress
moderator of fanficx

>Subject: [fanficx] I NEED SERIOUS HELP! =D
>
>From: MrsSpookyy@...
>
>Hi everybody!
> Allrighty, I don't know if anyone can help me, but I decided I may as
well
>give it a shot.  I need what I guess you'd call a "beta-reader"
(although I'm
>not sure if that the correct term) for my XF fanfic.  Basically I was
hoping
>for an editor, I love to write fanfic (all shippy stuff) but I'd like
some
>input about general stuff, ie: grammar, characterization, what's
working and
>what just needs to be cut, and so forth.  I think I should warn you
guys that
>I'm very new to writing fan-fiction, but I'd really like to improve,
and I
>guess this is the best way to do it =)  So if anybody out there thinks
they
>can help me they can either reply here (I always read all of the list
posts)
>or e-mail me directly at MrsSpookyy@...
> 					 Thanks in advance,
> 							 Lisa
>
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Hi everybody!
	 Allrighty, I don't know if anyone can help me, but I decided I may as well
give it a shot.  I need what I guess you'd call a "beta-reader" (although I'm
not sure if that the correct term) for my XF fanfic.  Basically I was hoping
for an editor, I love to write fanfic (all shippy stuff) but I'd like some
input about general stuff, ie: grammar, characterization, what's working and
what just needs to be cut, and so forth.  I think I should warn you guys that
I'm very new to writing fan-fiction, but I'd really like to improve, and I
guess this is the best way to do it =)  So if anybody out there thinks they
can help me they can either reply here (I always read all of the list posts)
or e-mail me directly at MrsSpookyy@...
							 Thanks in advance,
									 Lisa

Jennifer, I don't know if I'd call it great but I do think I have some
really talented authors on my site. The URL is below, I hope you like it.

Kimberly

KSWDMM@...
http://geocities.com/Area51/Hollow/7147/
-----Original Message-----
From: Stephanie Spencer <detoured@...>
To: fanficx@onelist.com <fanficx@onelist.com>
Date: Tuesday, February 02, 1999 3:26 AM
Subject: [fanficx] Re: Hi


>From: "Stephanie Spencer" <detoured@...>
>
>Hi Jennifer,
>Welcome to the list!  My website is www.geocities.com/Area51/Portal/4834
>It's got some fanfic, and if you have any fanfic that you want me to
>post, just send it!
>Steph
>
>
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>>Hi everyone,
>>
>>I just decided to introduce myself. I am Jennifer or some of you might
>know me as X on chat rooms. If you do please e-mail me!
>jennhx@...
>>
>>I am very, very interested in this list and I was wondering if anyone
>knew of some great fanfiction web sites? I would be grateful if someone
>could tell me where I could find some.
>>
>>Jennifer
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Hi Jennifer,
Welcome to the list!  My website is www.geocities.com/Area51/Portal/4834
It's got some fanfic, and if you have any fanfic that you want me to
post, just send it!
Steph


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>
>I just decided to introduce myself. I am Jennifer or some of you might
know me as X on chat rooms. If you do please e-mail me!
jennhx@...
>
>I am very, very interested in this list and I was wondering if anyone
knew of some great fanfiction web sites? I would be grateful if someone
could tell me where I could find some.
>
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<html>
Hi!<br>
&nbsp; I was reading a story called &quot;X-Jedi V&quot; by
<font face="Courier New, Courier">Julia duMais, BUT I only had chapters 1
to 4, Does anyone have chapters 5 to the end?? I don't have Julia duMais'
email address.<br>
<br>
Thanks!!<br>
<br>
<br>
<br>
</font>
<BR>
<div>Thanks!!</div>
<div>Char Priolo (Marajsky@... or cpriolo@...)</div>
<div>To read my stories go to:
<a href="http://users.snip.net/~marajsky/home.htm"
EUDORA=AUTOURL>http://users.snip.net/~marajsky/home.htm</a></div>
<div>==================================================</div>
<div>&quot;Mmmm.... Hey, Scully.&quot;</div>
<div>&quot;Yes?&quot;</div>
<div>&quot;...I love you.&quot;</div>
<div>&quot;Oh, brother.&quot; ~Mulder and Scully, TXF:
&quot;Triangle&quot;</div>
<div>==================================================</div>
~*To Be A Shipper Is to Know the Truth*~
</html>

Hi everyone,

I just decided to introduce myself. I am Jennifer or some of you might know me
as X on chat rooms. If you do please e-mail me! jennhx@...

I am very, very interested in this list and I was wondering if anyone knew of
some great fanfiction web sites? I would be grateful if someone could tell me
where I could find some.

Jennifer

You guys are probably getting incredibly sick from hearing from me, and
I'm sorry ..this will be the last one for a while, but I just wanted to
thank everybody for all of the nice things that they said about my
little "diddy" called "Weak Spots" There very well may be a conitnuation
of this, or not, I haven't quite decided yet, but I DO appreciate all of
the feedback from the bottom of my heart..

Stephanie~xfilenut32
ps-how do you like my new signature?? <g>

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It is my X-Treme pleasure to announce the opening of the SEFAMSRN Fanfic
archive.  I got a whole seperate site for this one, and although there
aren't any fancy graphice YET, there is plenty of fanfic to go around.
Several of them are from the old archive, and were just transfered, but
there are at least 5 new ones.  I intended to have more ready, but I'm
still awaiting author permission on several of them...here's the
address:
http://www.geocities.com/TelevisionCity/Station/3027
Please feel free to link, ask other site owners to link, and so on.
This archive will be updated AT LEAST every Friday night/Saturday
morning.  I promise.

You will find 4 different catagories, but all invlove MSR...
Angst
Romantic
Improv
Humor

The angst archive contains the most by a long shot..you know how I LOVE
angst.  If you missed our first improv, it can be found on the improv
page.

I was wondering if there was anyone capable of making a good collage on
their own that might be good for our angst  and improv archive.  If so,
PLEASE notify me..fanficx@...

I hope that everone enjoys this new addition, and thank you for making
it possible.  You may now submit fanfic at fanficx@...

Stephanie~xfilenut32
Web Mistress for SEFAMSRN
(Shipper Enthusiasts for a MSR Now)

Hi there!


>From: "STephie Johnson" <fanficx@...>
>
>Hi everybody!!
>I was wondering if anyone out there has an address of a GOOD
>post-episode fanfic archive.  I have searched, and searched, and...well
>you get the idea..please let me know if you can help, I would be forever
>grateful!!


Gossamer has fanfiction links to all the specialized archives. Also, there's
a page called Julie's fanfiction links, but I don't recall the URL offhand.
I remember that Lynn had (does she still?) an archive for Post-Ep...but I
don't know if it's still up.

You know what? You can always start one up... =)

BTW, I'm sorta new here. I'm Erin.

Yours,
Erin
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
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- Erin Blair
- eblair@...
- "And if I quit now, they win."
- from the X-Files: Fight the Future Movie

I loved it!  May I put it on my page??
Steph


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>Subject: [fanficx] "Weak Spot" 1/1
>
>From: "STephie Johnson" <fanficx@...>
>
>Disclaimer:Only in Mulder's fantasies (I'm not saying that is a bad
>place) would these characters do these things..I don't own them ,
except
>when I'm in my own little world..la de daaaa
>
>Rating: I'd have to say PG-13 just to be safe for a bit of suggestive
>material.
>
>Keywords: I don't even need to tell you guys this but MSR
>
>Note to reader:  Let me know if I should post this to my other mailing
>lists...I don't think so because it's just alittle silly piece that I
>came up with tongiht, when I should have been at dance..but I'm sick
>with something..grrrr..anywho, enjoy this silly little piece...
>
>I LOVE FEEDBACK!!  It re-charges my shipper o-meter up that can only be
>equalled by watching: "Pusher", "Redux II", "Momento Mori",
>"Irresistable", and "Triangle" fanficx@...
>
>Weak Spot
>By: Stephanie Johnson~xfilenut32
>
>"Mulder..what are you doing??" Scully asked, although she knew full
well
>what he was doing, and she liked it.
>
>It had been a tiring day, and they both returned to the motel
afterwards
>to collect their thoughts, get some food, and discuss the case just a
>little more afterwards.  Both her and Mulder had changed into more
>comfortable work clothes, and were sitting in Mulder's hotel room,
>eating the remains of the chinese take-out that they had ordered.
>
>Both of them had a weak spot for it, and they had agreed that it would
>be the perfect meal.. Well, actually, both of them were hungary enough
>to eat a horse....but thats another story.
>
>But chinese food wasn't Scully's only weak spot, and the only other one
>(that she would ever admit to herself) was now brushing the inside of
>her thigh with his lanky, masculine fingers....exactly why she had
>asked.
>
>She got no response from him but a glance, and she asked again...
>
>"Mulder, what are you doing?" she asked again trying to become angry
>with him, but finding it impossible as his magic fingers worked their
>way over her thigh.
>
>"What do you think I'm doing Scully?"  he asked her with a humurous
>sneer in her voice.
>
>"Well.." she started, and then swallowed hard, "I'd say that
>your..uh..feeling me up Mulder."
>
>Scully blushed at her blunt explination, but Mulder only laughed.
>
>"I'm only making a thorough inspection." he replied.
>
><<Damn weak spots>> Scully thought to herself.
>
>His fingers were tracing non-existant shaped n her thigh, and now they
>were blazing their way up to her abdomen.  His fingers were lingering,
>but with such a soft touch.  They WERE, thought Scully, her only other
>weak spot.
>
>"You want to examine me Mulder?" Scully asked.  Two could play at this
>game.
>
>His eyes slightly widened, and then he realized what she was doing.
><<She's enjoying this>> he thought.  <<Good, whats wrong with a little
>fore-play??>>
>
>"Well.." he teased "what if I were to stop examining?"
>
>And with that he pulled his hands away from her body, to which Scully
>replied with a moan of displeasure, before she could realize what she
>had done.
>
>"Ooh...Agent Scully wants the task done right..am I correct?" he
leered.
>
>The next thing that Mulder knew, Scully had pushed him back on the bed,
>rather roughly, and was sitting carefully next to him.  She crawled so
>that she was practically on top of him, and said...
>
>"I'll do the job right.'..and proceeded to do so with her one weakness,
>Mulder..not the chinese food.
>------------------------------------------------------------------
>
>Woah that has to leave one heck of a sour taste in your mouth.sorry
>blame it on being home for 2 days..probably three..I have swelling in
my
>chest (don't think nasty..my diaphram, or maybe it's my heart..who
>knows...doctor appointments are VERY hard to make--> you don't know
this
>information, I'm not supposed to tell..shhhh) and it kills to talk, so
>i'm doing th next best thing..writing...Let me know aht you think...I'm
>working on a much longer one, in which Scully and Mulder get invloved,
>but then get caught and ordered to stop, and they tell Kersh that they
>have, but secretly they still um...are invloved....ANYWHO..let me know
>what you think..and sorry, but I didn't feel like getting this beta
read
>before I posted...
>
>Stephanie~xfilenut32
>
>
>XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxX
>"I've seen the way you two gaze an one another.."
>"I do not (irritated pause) gaze at Scully..."
>(WANNA BET?!?!?!?!?!)
>XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxX
>http://www.geocities.com/Area51/dungeon/1373
>XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxX
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Sounds great!  Keep working!!  Can't wait to read the whole thing!
Steph


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>
>From: AV <avxfiles@...>
>
>I just joined.
>
>This is what I'm working on. I'd like to know what you think, but
please,
>don't think of this as an idea for you, I just want to know what you
think.
>
> Assistant Direct Kersch is shot in his driveway. His body is missing.
>Mulder and Scully investigate what is going on and where his body is.
>Scully finds evidence Kersch was shot, then drugged and kidnapped.
Mulder,
>of course, believes that this all leads back to the Syndicate. But, to
>their surprise, they find out the FBI ins't investigating, and that
Kersch
>isn't in the FBI database. What is going on?
> Mulder meets up with Scully at his appartment where they discuss the
>possibilities of what happened with Kersch. Soon enough, Mulder sees a
body
>falling from his apartment building and landing on the cement below.
Scully
>call the EMS and when she comes back out, Mulder is gone. She finds a
>strange object thrown through the window and it burns her eyes. She is
>tricks and is captured my a group of faceless people. Drugged.
>
>I have writen more than that, but I don't want to spoil it if you're
going
>to read it.
>
>If you have any ideas, please email me. Here is also what happens:
Scully
>is being tested with black oil (like Mulder), Mulder meets a couple who
are
>aliens, Kersch's secret is revealed, and there are gestations and
>shape-shifters galore!
>
>~~AV~~
>
>
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Loved it!  Need more.  Write more!  I'll wait.
Thanx,
Kerz10

Disclaimer:Only in Mulder's fantasies (I'm not saying that is a bad
place) would these characters do these things..I don't own them , except
when I'm in my own little world..la de daaaa

Rating: I'd have to say PG-13 just to be safe for a bit of suggestive
material.

Keywords: I don't even need to tell you guys this but MSR

Note to reader:  Let me know if I should post this to my other mailing
lists...I don't think so because it's just alittle silly piece that I
came up with tongiht, when I should have been at dance..but I'm sick
with something..grrrr..anywho, enjoy this silly little piece...

I LOVE FEEDBACK!!  It re-charges my shipper o-meter up that can only be
equalled by watching: "Pusher", "Redux II", "Momento Mori",
"Irresistable", and "Triangle" fanficx@...

Weak Spot
By: Stephanie Johnson~xfilenut32

"Mulder..what are you doing??" Scully asked, although she knew full well
what he was doing, and she liked it.

It had been a tiring day, and they both returned to the motel afterwards
to collect their thoughts, get some food, and discuss the case just a
little more afterwards.  Both her and Mulder had changed into more
comfortable work clothes, and were sitting in Mulder's hotel room,
eating the remains of the chinese take-out that they had ordered.

Both of them had a weak spot for it, and they had agreed that it would
be the perfect meal.. Well, actually, both of them were hungary enough
to eat a horse....but thats another story.

But chinese food wasn't Scully's only weak spot, and the only other one
(that she would ever admit to herself) was now brushing the inside of
her thigh with his lanky, masculine fingers....exactly why she had
asked.

She got no response from him but a glance, and she asked again...

"Mulder, what are you doing?" she asked again trying to become angry
with him, but finding it impossible as his magic fingers worked their
way over her thigh.

"What do you think I'm doing Scully?"  he asked her with a humurous
sneer in her voice.

"Well.." she started, and then swallowed hard, "I'd say that
your..uh..feeling me up Mulder."

Scully blushed at her blunt explination, but Mulder only laughed.

"I'm only making a thorough inspection." he replied.

<<Damn weak spots>> Scully thought to herself.

His fingers were tracing non-existant shaped n her thigh, and now they
were blazing their way up to her abdomen.  His fingers were lingering,
but with such a soft touch.  They WERE, thought Scully, her only other
weak spot.

"You want to examine me Mulder?" Scully asked.  Two could play at this
game.

His eyes slightly widened, and then he realized what she was doing.
<<She's enjoying this>> he thought.  <<Good, whats wrong with a little
fore-play??>>

"Well.." he teased "what if I were to stop examining?"

And with that he pulled his hands away from her body, to which Scully
replied with a moan of displeasure, before she could realize what she
had done.

"Ooh...Agent Scully wants the task done right..am I correct?" he leered.

The next thing that Mulder knew, Scully had pushed him back on the bed,
rather roughly, and was sitting carefully next to him.  She crawled so
that she was practically on top of him, and said...

"I'll do the job right.'..and proceeded to do so with her one weakness,
Mulder..not the chinese food.
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Woah that has to leave one heck of a sour taste in your mouth.sorry
blame it on being home for 2 days..probably three..I have swelling in my
chest (don't think nasty..my diaphram, or maybe it's my heart..who
knows...doctor appointments are VERY hard to make--> you don't know this
information, I'm not supposed to tell..shhhh) and it kills to talk, so
i'm doing th next best thing..writing...Let me know aht you think...I'm
working on a much longer one, in which Scully and Mulder get invloved,
but then get caught and ordered to stop, and they tell Kersh that they
have, but secretly they still um...are invloved....ANYWHO..let me know
what you think..and sorry, but I didn't feel like getting this beta read
before I posted...

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Hi everybody!!
I was wondering if anyone out there has an address of a GOOD
post-episode fanfic archive.  I have searched, and searched, and...well
you get the idea..please let me know if you can help, I would be forever
grateful!!

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I just joined.

This is what I'm working on. I'd like to know what you think, but please,
don't think of this as an idea for you, I just want to know what you think.

	 Assistant Direct Kersch is shot in his driveway. His body is missing.
Mulder and Scully investigate what is going on and where his body is.
Scully finds evidence Kersch was shot, then drugged and kidnapped. Mulder,
of course, believes that this all leads back to the Syndicate. But, to
their surprise, they find out the FBI ins't investigating, and that Kersch
isn't in the FBI database. What is going on?
	 Mulder meets up with Scully at his appartment where they discuss the
possibilities of what happened with Kersch. Soon enough, Mulder sees a body
falling from his apartment building and landing on the cement below. Scully
call the EMS and when she comes back out, Mulder is gone. She finds a
strange object thrown through the window and it burns her eyes. She is
tricks and is captured my a group of faceless people. Drugged.

I have writen more than that, but I don't want to spoil it if you're going
to read it.

If you have any ideas, please email me. Here is also what happens: Scully
is being tested with black oil (like Mulder), Mulder meets a couple who are
aliens, Kersch's secret is revealed, and there are gestations and
shape-shifters galore!

~~AV~~

Welcome again to the fanficx, your one stop fanfic shop.  I want to say
hi to all of our new members and encourage everyone to post ideas,
storylines, questions, mproblems, and even entire stories to the list
for everyone's enjoyment and info.

I do apologize that I haven't shown any of my work yet, but I have
recently lost my internet access and have to pray to the library and
weather gods to get up here to say hi to everyone, and I have so much
mail to sort through too!  I'll hopefully have at least a partial story
for you all sometime next week!

Again, welcome, and hope to see you on the list!

USTMistress, fearless leader of fanficx
***************************************
"I don't GAZE at Scully." Mulder in "Rain King"

Hey everyone, my name is Brenna & I just subscribed to this list. I love
reading fan fic & I recently started writing my own. I'll post it
sometime soon. Well, I just wanted to introduce myself & say hello!

~Brenna

Elara-

I just got a chance to read your story, and I LOVE it!  Very shippy,
sappy, and wonderful when you need a lift.  Keep up the good work!

USTMistress
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fanficx - It's not just a job, it's and adventure!

Romantika~*,

    I read your fanfic over the weekend, and I think you have a lot of
potential.  For one of your first fanfics, this is great!  I figured out
the state thing, and I look forward to reading the final version :)
Keep up the good work!

USTMistress

Hi everyone!  I just joined the list so I guess it's time to tell you
about me.  My name is Janissa, I'm 17, and I live in South Dakota, not
the DAKOTAS.  Sorry.  Anyway, I just became addicted to the X-Files, so
sometimes I'm a little lost.  I love reading all kinds of X-Files
fanfic, but my favorite is of course the MSR ones.  I gotta go now as I
have only about a million things to do.

BYE
Janissa

*g* thanks! you'll be the...*counting* 3rd person to read it! heehee-it's
probably not that good coz it's only my 2nd fanfic and our 1st joint one.
anyway, i'm glad you'll read it!

Hayley/Rom =)

> -----Original Message-----
> From: Katie Grause [mailto:citcfan@...]
> Sent: 04 December 1998 00:18
> To: fanficx@onelist.com
> Subject: [fanficx] Re: Under Stress, In Denial
>
>
> From: "Katie Grause" <citcfan@...>
>
>
>
> Romantika~*- I'm taking it home for the weekend for a little "fun"
> reading, a break from studying for exams :)  I'll let you know what I
> think Monday, ok?  Thanks for posting our first submission!
>
> USTMistress
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> on the radio!
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BTW guys, in case you didn't notice, that was a first draft of my fanfic so
it isn't perfect. (like there's a little note to Ado stuck in there about a
bit of her bit that i cut out) also, there's a bit where i've
put ----state----- instead of an actual state name coz we couldn't be
bothered looking up our american atlases =) when we're polishing it 4 final
draft, we'll repair those li'l bits! Sorry to anyone who got a little
confused when they came across our little notes 'n' stuff! =)

hayley/romantika~*

> Wow, Elara.  What a cool name!  At least your parents were a little
> inspired ;)

Really youlike it?  Oh god, I can hold a secret long, that's not my
real name, my real name is Mariah,
Elara is oneof Jupiter's moons...
I guess Mariah is creative...

>And please, feel free to share,
> and feel free to give us all feedback too, ok!

Well since you've all been so nice,
here is my Pride & Joy, I first real polished peice.

Title: Dreaming Reality (1/1)
Author: Mariah Gem
Email: the_x-files@...
Rating: PG
Category: Mulder/Scully romance
Spoilers: Post FTF
Keywords: SR
Summary: Mulder and Scully relive FTF in their dreams and confront the
kiss


Disclaimer: The X-Files and it's characters belong to Chris
Carter, 1013 Productions, and Fox Television

I also want to thank X-Girl, Briehan, Paula Bekker, and Leyla Russel,
and
most all of the Shippertown List for proofreading!!!! THANK YOU SOO
MUCH!

Dreaming Reality
By Mariah Gem

This agent cannot confirm nor deny the events which took place outside
her
presence, but believes wholly in Agent Mulder's theory.  It is
plausible
that the deaths of the three children could have come from outside
intervention, but it cannot be confirmed.  There is no solid evidence
or
proof of an existing external force in this instance, though Agent
Mulder
believes there is so. In other cases like this there have been-

"Mulder?"  Scully called from her computer.
"Hmm?" Mulder trotted into her living room, "You got somethin'?"
"No, no not yet.  But why do you think those children just disappeared?"
"You know what I think.  What I wonder is why you don't think so."
"I didn't say I didn't."
"Scully?  You?  A Believer?  Amazing!  I must be rubbing off on you."
"Mulder there's no covering up the fact of what I saw in Antarctica,
what happened to me." She sipped her coffee, "I am looking for the
truth too, and unlike the board that assessed us, I will not cover this
up. I will state what I saw."
"Yeah!  But Scully, now you see, you see all I've ever gone through.
They'll never believe a single word.  You know that don't you 'It's
completely implausible'." He said nasally construing his face.

Scully smiled, though inside she knew he was right.  "Yes, I understand
Mulder.  You and I are the only witnesses."
"Cha." Mulder snickered, looking at the floor.  He popped another seed
into his mouth.
Minutes passed, nothing but silence, they were both deep in thought.
"anyway...  What time is it? I don't want to stretch your
hospitality..."
"Nonsense." Scully said
Their eyes met.
"I mean we don't even have an office...  Yet."
"You mean at all?"  Mulder laughed and got up.  "I mean really Scully,
you think they'll give us any better this time?  We got the Basement
last
time.  The basement.  They don't even want us around, what do you think
they'll do with us?  A closet maybe?"
"No," Scully pulled a smile.  "There's no room for files in a closet."
Mulder grinned and looked out the window.
"C'mon we have alot of files to get through."  Scully rose and wandered
to the kitchen.
Mulder meandered along.
"Nice kitchen I absolutely Love what you've done to it."  Mulder
motioned.
Scully simply rolled her eyes.  "No really you have such taste."
"Mulder, what WOULD I do without you?  Or rather, what would you do
without someone to watch out for you!"  She grinned
"Without YOU looking out for me?  Well I'll tell you, A.) I'd be dead.
2.)  I wouldn't have a job now. and D.)  I wouldn't want to, no other
agent could understand me like you."
"Yeah, you roll with the quirks."  She giggled.  she stopped abruptly
noticing she giggled.
"Scully?  Did you just giggle in my presence?"
"I guess I did."
"You know what that means."
"Hmm?"
He stared deeply into her eyes.
"You owe me more coffee."
"Heh-"  Scully cracked a smile.  And poured him more.
"Besides, we'll need it.   We have alot of work to do."

Scully breezed by him and grabbed 5 more files.
She opened the first at the kitchen table.
Case: 35498ADE  Unusual disappearance of one Billy Kurland.
Disappeared December 18, 1994.  no evidence no trace.

Ah, great, more unsolved work.  Just what she needed.  She let out a
sigh
and leaned back.  "What?" Mulder said sitting next to her with his
coffee
and a new one for her.
"What?  And you have the stamina for all this work?" She let out
wearily.
"Sure do!  Zippy coffee from high atop some unnamed mountain where
little
migrant workers earn their living growing beans and reporting their
weird
experiences with strange lights beaming overhead in the late night." he
raised his cup at her.
she laughed, but lapsed back into exhaustion.
"Here, tell ya what, I'll work for a while while you sleep, eh?  C'mon
it'll be good for you!"
She was going to protest, but the promise of sleep was just too much.
"C'mon, or go I have to drag ya like I did outta that ship?"
"Oh that would be nice." she sighed, but lifted herself from the
chair.
"I'll see ya in 2 hours ok?"
"3?"
"Ugh, ok 3."  she walked off, and stopped at the edge of the room.
"Goodnight Mulder." she said floatlily.
"Sweet dreams."  He called back.

She smiled and moved slowly down the hall.  Slid into her pajamas and
laid
down in her bed.  She dozed off almost immediately.

* * *

"If you think you can walk out just like that with a clear conscience,
well you're wrong."
"Mulder why did they assign me to you?  To debunk you.  To rein you in,
to shut you down."
"But you saved me..."

-Scully went through it again reliving the moment-

"Your goddamn strict rationalism and logic have saved me-a hundred
times,
a thousand times-"
tears welled in her eyes
"I owe you so much Scully, and you-you owe me nothing."
His head dipped in exhaustion of finally saying that something that
he had the need to say since he knew their trust was unbreakable.
Scully let the tears fall over the rims of her eyes, they embraced
strongly.  Scully rested her head on his shoulder.  And raised an
eyebrow, Was this really true?  she asked herself...  Oh my God he
feels the same way, he really does.
It overwhelmed her, she reached up and put a reassuring kiss on his
forehead.  She just wasn't sure who was more reassured by the kiss him,
or maybe her.
They leaned their foreheads against eachother, hands around eachother's
necks.
She reached back from him, looking into his eyes again.  But now it
was a
different look, one they had never shared before, at least not
completely,
not raw like this.  They were completely vulnerable to one another.
Something triggered, something sparked.  A flame that had always been
there,
suddenly surged.  He finally knew she felt the same way as he did for
her.
As did she.
His grip tightened on her.   He pulled her closer, dipping his head to
her and drawing her inward.  She hesitated for only a moment, then
reached
for him.  His lips grazed hers...  it was incredible...  when..

* * *

"HUH?" Scully shot up like a bolt.
"Scully." Mulder whispered next to her bed.  "Wakie wakie!"
She met his eyes, still having the gleam as if she was about to be
kissed...
kissed by him.  He picked up on it..
"What were you dreaming of?  You were mumbling in your sleep."
"What did I say?" She asked urgently
"Nothing discernible.  You just seemed really shaken when I woke you.
Maybe I should have let you sleep." he grinned.
"No no.  I know what happens next in that dream." she rubbed her eye as
reality came back down to her.
"What?" he pondered.
She shook suddenly and looked at him.  He looked into her eyes eagerly
awaiting his answer.
"No-nothing."  she paused.  Then was able to pull off a grin.  He did
too.
"C'mon, The files are callin'!"  He pulled out his hands and she
grabbed
them both, as he pulled her up off the bed and back to ground level.

He went ahead of her, and she stayed behind and got dressed.
She met up with him in the kitchen.
"Wow!  You got 10 files done on your own." she said
"Yeah, not easy."  he mumbled.
What 10 in 3 hours or alone?  She didn't give it much thought.
Sighing and scratching her head she looked at the clock.  4:00am
"Mulder, have You slept at all tonight?"
He looked up at her, as if this "sleep" thing was a new concept.
"Huh?  No, no... I don't need to." he looked back down at the files.
"You know Scully this file on a Sharon Bakke, think she's related to
Wacky T Bakke?"
She let a laugh escape.
"C'mon, Mulder, no excuses!  You need sleep!"
"No!" he whined like a 3rd grader.
"Mulder..."
"Ok, maybe a break.  How 'bout we watch TV?  I hear some pretty nifty
info-mercials are on about now."  he said looking at his watch.
"Fine." she said.  "Deal."
They both made their way to the couch.  Slumping in it almost
immediately.

Scully cruised the channels.
"Whoa, check that one out!" Mulder grabbed the clicker from her.
"Phil Up 'N Go!" the TV blared.
"Oh, C'mon Mulder!"
"No, I like this one!" he laughed and then yawned.
"See you are tired."
"Am not." he said indignantly.  "Or just a little."  He tipped his head
back.
"Arg!  But if I do that, I can't see the TV."
Scully looked at him.  Without thinking, she patted her leg and said,
"Here, lay down."
He looked at her with a look she rarely saw.  One that somewhat
resembled
the one in the hall.
"If you insist." he gave in easily, resting his head on her soft leg
and
pulling his legs up onto the couch.  Ahh, this felt so good, rest.
Not to mention she was *letting* him rest his head on her leg.  Wow!
This was really a breach of her personal space.  I mean they'd hugged
before, but this was her leg.  Somehow it just meant more to him.
Plus it was very comforting.  Hence he slipped off into dreamland quite
quickly.

* * *

Which one?  Which one?  Which Cryopod held Scully?  He had to find
her.
He didn't come this far without finding her.

There she was.  Ice framing her face.  Her hair flowing all around her.
Damnit!  He had to get her out of there.  He pounded  on the glass
futiley.
He swore under his breath.
No, no he HAD to get Scully out of there.  It wasn't even a question!
He slammed his flashlight onto it.  Nothing.
He remembered the Cryolittler and ran back to it.  Unlatching it, he
took the heavy oxygen tank.  He sprinted back to Scully.  Slamming it
forcefully at the glass, it eventually cracked.
Spewing green liquid all around.
He stared a moment in horror.  Then reached inside his coat and
whipped out
the syringe.  He filled it and jabbed it into her shoulder.  The
disgusting
tube protruding from her mouth shrank and  retracted, disappearing.
He yanked the slimy mouthpiece out of her mouth.
"Scully, Scully Breathe!"  he said.
She choked, sucking in, but not getting any air.
"Come on Scully."
Finally she coughed it all out.  Gasping for air.  Their eyes met, and
she
realized who was saving her.  Relived.
"Cold."  she whispered.
"Hold on, I'm gonna get you outta there." he yanked at the rest of the
ice.
Freeing her.
He pulled her out carefully.  Only noticing for a moment she was naked.
He laid her down on his coat, wrapping it around her.  he gave her his
extra
pants and his socks too.
She still looked cold, and incredibly weak, but there was no time...
chunks
of ice were melting everywhere.

-he relived it all.  The past week just kept reliving itself over and
over
in his dreams-

"Come on Scully!" he continued CPR
She started to gag.
"Yes!  Yes, breathe!"  he said.

she coughed, sucking in air.
"Mulder-" she breathed.  "Mulder-"
"Yes?" he leaned in close letting his face brush hers.
"Had you big time." She grinned at him
He cracked a smile and glowed back at her.  This moment was perfect.
Other than the fact *alien creatures were trying to escape from their
pods*
all around them.
"Come on, we gotta get outta here." he lifted her again.

* * *

"Huh?" Mulder woke up.
"Do you feel  you don't eat the right foods?" the TV asked him
rhetorically.
He grabbed the clicker and switched the TV off.
rolling on her lap he turned to look at Scully.  Her eyes were just
barely
closed.
But his movement awoke her from her daze.
"Hm?"  she looked at him, focusing.  "Good dream?"
"You could say that; you're safe." he said.  She looked at him gently,
a look they rarely got to share.  The one he really liked.  He wouldn't
admit it, but it made him giddy.  He liked her looking at him like that.
"What do you mean?" she muffled, finding reason to brush some of his
hair
out of his face.
"Oh, I keep reliving last week...  The ship, the pods, trying to free
you..."
He couldn't believe he was telling her his dreams.
"Oh, yeah, I keep reliving last week too." she leaned her head
backwards.

Moments passed.
"You never told me, what was it that came next in your dream that you
were
having when I came to wake you up?"
she leaned up, then looked at him.  His head resting on her lap, his
eyes
looking up at her intently.
"Nothing." she said.
"No really." his voice lowered to nearly a whisper.  "You can trust me."
She lost herself in his reassuring gaze.
"The bee stung me."
He cracked a smile. "Oh that part of last week."
He leaned up and sat next to her closely.  He took her hand.
She looked at him.  A look that said I trust you, I trust you
implicitly.

"Bees suck don't they?" he said with a grin.
She let a laugh escape.  She tilted her head back resting it on the
couch.
she turned looking at him.
"Yeah," she leaned up. "Yeah they do."
He grinned.
Their eyes locked, and suddenly all defenses sheared away.  He reached
up
and touched her face,  She closed her eyes and put her hand over his.
Soaking in the moment.
She looked up at him.  There were no words.
They shared a gaze that no one else could.
He moved his hand to the back of her neck, and as he pulled her close,
she wrapped her hand around his neck. They leaned closer, he dipped
his head
to her. She didn't hesitate this time.
They kissed.  Soft at first, then it deepened as they both realized
their
intense love for one another.  This moment could last a thousand years,
and they would both be happy.

The End
----
Should I write more????
Tee hee!
Thanks!

*Elara*

Romantika~*- I'm taking it home for the weekend for a little "fun"
reading, a break from studying for exams :)  I'll let you know what I
think Monday, ok?  Thanks for posting our first submission!

USTMistress
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I heard "Jeremiah Was a Bullfrog" on my way home from work this morning
on the radio!

Wow, Elara.  What a cool name!  At least your parents were a little
inspired ;)  I've read "12 Degrees..." and it is EXCELLENT!  Kelly is a
wonderful role-model to any shipper!  And please, feel free to share,
and feel free to give us all feedback too, ok!  Thanks for the intro :)

USTMistress
_____________

fanficx is the newest, soon to be greatest X-files fanfic group!

Hello there, I just joined your list, is this a new list?  Wow...  COOL!
Well My name is Elara Tethys and I am 17 and live in Portland, Oregon
(ORE-EE-GUN) thank you.
I LOVE Mulder/Scully fanfic, and I especially like Kelly Rocherole's
(SP?) work... very nice...
I am right now in the middle of the beginning of 12 Degrees of
Separation...  I know, I know, I have been reading fanfic for 2 years
and I haven read 12 Degrees yet????  Well ok, I'm slow...  aright?
I wrote one story called Dreaming Reality...  which I gave to
Gossamer, but it has yet to be put up...  and right now I am in the
middle of an actual X-Fileish one (Most being MSR ones)  It's going
pretty good, maybe I'll post it.

*Elara*

Hello there, I just joined your list, is this a new list?  Wow...  COOL!
Well My name is Elara Tethys and I am 17 and live in Portland, Oregon
(ORE-EE-GUN) thank you.
I LOVE Mulder/Scully fanfic, and I especially like Kelly Rocherole's
(SP?) work... very nice...
I am right now in the middle of the beginning of 12 Degrees of
Separation...  I know, I know, I have been reading fanfic for 2 years
and I haven read 12 Degrees yet????  Well ok, I'm slow...  aright?
I wrote one story called Dreaming Reality...  which I gave to
Gossamer, but it has yet to be put up...  and right now I am in the
middle of an actual X-Fileish one (Most being MSR ones)  It's going
pretty good, maybe I'll post it.

*Elara*

Hey!

I printed this on another fanfic list and i thought you guys might like to
read it too.
it isn't published anywhere esle yet so i'm just publishing it on this list
first. sorry it's such a big e-mail! Tell me what you think...

Author:Romantika+Adorelle~*
Feedback:Gratefully accepted- romantika@... -i'll
forward all feedback to Ado!
Type: MSR
Certificate: PG-13
Time span: After flick/before season 6
Spoilers:Never Again+FTF
Archive:Hey, anyone who wants to archive it can! Just attach our name+e-mail
addy.
Disclaimer:Duh, I don't own them (damn)
Author's Notes:K this is very special cuz it's me+Ado's first joint fanfic
and we're so proud of it =) We wrote this by one of us doing a section,
leaving it on a cliffhanger and giving it to the other to write another
section, etc. It's been so much fun to write-we wrote it in about 2 weeks.
We have the same style of writing so it's pretty impossible to notice the
changeovers (unless you spot the cliffhangers!) I wanna thank Ado obviously
+ Sarah McLachlan's album, "Surfacing" =) Most of this was written to the
sound of her tunes. Thanks for reading guys!





                                    Under Stress, In Denial
~Romantika+Adorelle~*

CHAPTER 1: An Old Friend

Dana Scully arrived home from another long working day. She took off her
trenchcoat and hung it up neatly in the closet. She kicked off her
high-heeled shoes and collapsed onto the sofa, stretching her strained feet.
<I'd like to see Mulder wearing high-heels> she thoughts absently, <Where
did THAT come from?!> She couldn't help but laugh. <I guess I'd just like to
see him handle the added stress of strained feet after a long day on
4-inch-heels> Scully closed her eyes. Just as she was drifting off to sleep,
the ringing phone slashed her forthcoming dreams apart  <Let it ring, Dana.>
But her rational side reared its ugly head. <What if it's Mulder?> she
thought, panicking. Rational became irrational. She dashed over to the other
side of the room, almost knocking the phone off the table in her hurry to
pick it up.
"Hello? Mulder, are you OK?"
"Uh, Dana, hi. It's Ellen here. You OK?" a voice said. Scully let out a
breath she didn't even know she'd been holding.
"Ellen, hi! Sorry, I thought Mulder might be in trouble or something," she
said quickly; apologetically.
"Ohhh..." Ellen said knowingly. For a second, Scully wondered why the tone
in her voice was so...knowing. Ellen continued to speak, breaking off
Scully's thoughts, "Well it's just me. I was thinking that we never go out
together, anymore. It's been... years since we went shopping or anything
like that. Ever since you joined the FBI, you've been too preoccupied, or
something...?" Ellen trailed off, raising the pitch at the very end of her
last word, inviting Scully to respond.
"Not really preoccupied. Just...busy, I guess. But I still have time for an
old friend," Scully said, almost nostalgically.
"Hey! Easy on the "old" word, Dana!" Scully laughed and Ellen continued,
"Speaking of age, how old's that *partner* of yours?"
Scully detected a hint of suggestiveness in her voice, but she replied
innocently,
"Why? You short of dates, Ellen? Seriously, I don't know exactly." <Of
course I know, I'm just not giving Ellen any ideas> "About the same as us, I
think. Maybe a little older. Why?" Scully asked, hoping she was maintaining
the innocent tone in her voice.
"Oh, I was just curious," Ellen waved off Scully's question with a neutral
answer, "So I'll see you tomorrow, at the cafe we met at a few years ago,
when you first joined the FBI?"
"The one next to the J.Edgar Hoover building? Yep, I know the one," Scully
said, answering the question herself, "One o'clock OK?"
"Sure, that's fine. See ya, Dana." Click. For a few seconds, Scully pondered
over the slightly strange conversation that had just taken place. <Ah,
what's "strange" when you work with Fox Mulder?> she thought lightly and
fell back onto the couch, falling asleep almost immediately.

CHAPTER 2- Hesitations

The next day, she opened her eyes and felt slightly confused, before
realising she had spent the whole night on the sofa. The phone rang. <Does
that thing *never* stop ringing?!> she thought irritably. She swung her legs
off the sofa and stretched before reaching for the phone.
"Hello," she gruffled down the phone in her croaky morning voice.
"Hi Scully, what's wrong?" Mulder's deep voice penetrated the phone line,
reaching Scully and giving her a shiver. She reached for the blanket draped
over the end of the sofa and wrapped it around herself, the soft material
comforting her. <I should have put the heating on last night, before I fell
asleep.> She chided herself.
"Sorry, nothing. Where are you Mulder?" <That's what I *always* ask, I'm
surprised he hasn't noticed. If he has, he must think I'm really boring. Why
do you care, Dana? Because...> Before Scully could answer her own thoughts,
she heard that deep voice again.
"Well actually...I'm in ------state----- at the moment, an old friend of
mine gave me a call about some paranormal activity going down in the
beautiful city of -----city-----. There have been at least 8 UFO sightings
here in the last month...do you care to join me?"
Scully hesitated for a moment before saying quietly, "Sorry, Mulder. I've
made other arrangements..."
"You got a date?" Mulder said in the same way he had asked the same question
a while back, when Scully had a thing for a guy with talking tattoos. Mulder
cringed at the reflection. That was one memory of Scully he wanted to
forget.
She could sense a tone of surprise and anxiousness in his voice. A chord
struck inside her. <Didn't he say the exact same thing last...Damnit Dana,
answer him!> "Um...well actually, I'm meeting up with an old friend of mine.
I haven't seen *her* since I got involved with...with the FBI." Scully
twisted the phone cord around her fingers as she said this, then slowly
untangled them again. <It's true, what Ellen was saying. I haven't seen any
of my friends for ages...> She felt guilty. <I *have* been preoccupied
lately, with...work and all.>
"When will your reunion finish?" Mulder inquired. Scully detected a hint of
disappointment in his voice. <He must really want me to go>, she thought,
starting to come round to the idea. <But I did promise Ellen I'd make time
for her....>
"I don't know. I'll call you later."
"OK..." <He definitely sounds disappointed.> Scully felt her heartstrings
being tugged. He was the only one who could make her feel so incredibly
guilty and sad just because she wasn't there for him on call. "...Call me."
Click. Scully glared at the humming phone. <And he's always hanging up on
me!> Scully thought angrily, but the anger soon turned to guilt. <I've let
him down...Shut up, Dana! Take control!> Her mind was chaotic, collisions of
thoughts and feelings attacking every corner. <Goddamn inner conscience. I
need a shower...to clear my head.> She pulled back the blanket, which had
been protecting her from the cold December air that was slowly spreading
through the chilly apartment. She went into the bathroom and let her clothes
fall to the floor. She stepped into the shower. The hot water warmed up her
body and she stopped shivering, but someone's deep voice still echoed in her
head. She got changed as quickly as she could, realising she might be late
for Ellen if she didn't hurry up and ran out the door.

When she reached the car, she noticed the dark grey clouds gathering above
her. "Oh great. It's going to snow!" she said, out loud, speaking only to
herself. As soon as the words left her quickly numbing lips, fluffy flakes
began to tumble out of the sky. <I better start moving faster or I won't be
able to go anywhere!> She clambered into the car and started to drive the
familiar route towards the J.Edgar Hoover Building, but it wasn't long
before the traffic was clogged up, due to the steadily growing, thick layers
of snow. "Typical," she muttered to herself when she saw that the road
to ----state------; to Mulder, was clear of traffic. <Maybe God's telling me
something?> She thought hopefully and pondered on that thought as she slowly
edged forward along the road. <I wonder why Ellen's so desperate to see me.>
It puzzled her.

Scully's eyes darted between the two roads. <Mulder. Ellen. Mulder. Ellen.>
She gritted her teeth. She slammed her fist down on the horn, willing the
driver in front of her to move forward another few inches. She was sick of
hesitations and she was sick of Mulder being able to make her hesitate about
meeting an old friend, making her think about standing up her old friend.
She dialled his cellphone number quickly on her own phone.
Beep. "Hello?" It was that deep voice again. <Oohhh...be strong, Dana. Be
strong.>
"Mulder, I'm not gonna be able to make it today. I'm going to meet an old
friend. Is that OK with you?" she said quickly and forcefully.
"Uh, sure." She cringed at the sad tones weaved in his voice. She froze out
the pain in her heart with PowerScully words. <No more hesitating.> She
repeated silently, mouthing the words.
"I'm sure you'll manage to take photos of lights in the sky without me,
Mulder." <Uh-oh, that one had to hurt.> She heard him laugh softly. <That's
a fake laugh. He forgets I know him too well.>
"So, uh, what are you doing, with your old friend?" he said, trying to cover
up his disappointment. It wasn't working.
"Oh you know that cafe outside the J.Edgar Hoover Building?"
"Uh-huh."
"There. You should come there with me some time, Mulder," Scully said,
trying to dullen her previously stinging words.
"Sure, Scully. I better go. I think I see a light in the sky," he said,
sarcastically. Before, Scully could answer, she heard the familiar beep,
signalling another hang-up-on-Scully-so-you-can-say-the-last-word event.
Scully sighed and threw the phone onto the passenger seat, slowly edging the
car forwards.

Chapter 3-Surprise, Surprise

Two hours later, she arrived at the cafe, flustered after running from the
car and surprised to find Ellen still waiting. Ellen was tapping her foot
impatiently on the floor as Scully approached her.
"Dana, nice of you to turn up," she said, snapping.
"Ellen, I am *so* sorry. The traffic was just very heavy and...sorry,"
Scully finished quietly. Ellen smiled in acknowledgement of Scully's apology
and snapped her fingers to call a waiter. <She's always been direct in her
approach to things> Scully thought sadly. <Unlike you. You avoid feelings
for five years. What?! What is *with* my inner conscience?!> She squinted,
trying to make sense of her thoughts.
"Dana? Something wrong?"
Scully laughed lightly, "No, I was just thinking."
"About what?" <Sometimes her direct approach can be really annoying.>
Scully laughed as lightly as she could. "Well, actually-"
"Were you thinking about *Mulder*? You can't keep avoiding your feelings,
Dana." Ellen said, cutting Scully off.
"Jesus Christ, Ellen! You sound just like my bloody inner conscience! And
why do you keep going on about *Mulder*?!" Scully yelled, a little louder
than she meant to. It was then that she saw a tall, bald man at a nearby
table turn around in his seat and look at her carefully. Now she regretted
swearing so loudly. <Oh shit.>
"Agent Scully," he said sternly, with a hint of authority.
  "Skinner. Sir. How are you doing, sir?"
He looked at her for a moment, then looked up at a figure behind her. "Agent
Mulder. What a surprise," he said drily, turning back to his meal. Scully
closed her eyes and put her elbow up on the table, resting her forehead in
her palm. <Think:Calm. Calm. Cool and collected. Shit.> She turned around,
looked up at him and gave him a quick smile. <Oh no... how long has he been
standing there? Act normal, Dana. Normal.>
"Mulder! What are you doing here? I thought you were in ----state------?"
She managed to squeak. As she said, or squeaked, this, she gazed into those
dark, mysterious eyes which had swallowed her up so many times before.
<Shit!!!! I'm staring> Her hair quickly fell into her eyes as her gaze from
his slightly confused face dropped to make contact with the eyes of a very
smug Ellen. <What is she so happy about? I'm in the *worst* situation *ever*
and all she can do is smile?!>
"I, um decided that the chances of me seeing any lights in the sky are
pretty close to nothing if this snow keeps up. So....I thought, I could
surprise you and drop in. And I also hear that they do great chocolate
muffins here." His face, stung by the cold, lit up with a warm grin, and
Scully found herself unconsciously smiling back. <Maybe he didn't hear
anything> She sighed slightly and turned to face Ellen, who was grinning. <I
should really ask him to join us. I wonder what Ellen would do?> She glanced
up at Ellen and, as if on cue, Ellen said,
"I don't believe we've been introduced. Would you care to join us?" Ellen
gestured towards an empty chair next to Scully.

Mulder nodded in thanks and slid into the seat, taking off his jacket, along
with his scarf and gloves. Underneath all those layers, the Mulder Scully
had come to recognize, emerged, but not dressed in his regular suit. He was
now dresses in a pair of denim jeans and a white t-shirt. Scully watched him
flatten down his tousled hair and reach for the menu. <I'm gonna have to
stop staring. Somebody will notice. I'm sure Ellen has.> She looked at her
friend, but Ellen didn't notice, she was too busy trying to summon a waiter.
Shortly, a tall, handsome waiter was standing behind Scully, looking down at
the attractive, flustered redhead before him. <I must look a complete
mess... even the goddamn waiter is staring at me!>  She flushed and looked
down at the menu, before ordering a coffee and a jam doughnut.

The waiter took advantage of her flustered state and looked her up and down,
in pure male appreciation. Mulder's face became hot with anger and when the
waiter and him made eye contact, the waiter reddened and looked down at his
pad, his shoes, anywhere but the pretty woman and her obviously protective
partner.

The food arrived promptly and the three of them started to dig in. As they
ate, Ellen's eyes followed the eye contact between the two partners and a
smile flickered across her face.
"So how long have you two been together?" she inquired innocently.
"WHAT?!" Scully said, almost choking on her doughnut, starting a fit of
coughing and spluttering. She turned round to see Skinner glaring daggers at
her. She flushed and turned back to gaze, smack in the middle of Mulder's
sympathetic face.
"Are you OK?" he asked, resting a hand on her back, but quickly removing it
when she nodded and smiled a little.
"I'm fine, Mulder.... just caught a cough. That's all," she managed to
utter, before turning to Ellen to glare at her. Ellen grinned. <Why was I
ever her friend?>
"As I was *saying*, how long have you been partners?" Ellen asked again. <Oh
*that's* what she meant. OK so I overreacted a little...no big deal.>
"Dunno...a few years I guess," Scully answered. <Keep your voice steady and
casual. Steady and casual.>
"So, do you get on *well* together?" Ellen said, turning a regular question
into a question insinuating a budding sexual relationship between Scully and
Mulder. <That's it!> She gave Ellen a sharp kick under the table and watched
her steady face in surprise. <How could she not feel that?!> She kicked
again, harder this time, only now to catch Mulder's face wincing in pain.
<Holy shit...>

"She's always had a good kick," Mulder muttered to Ellen and she laughed.
Scully couldn't help but blush at the compliment.
"Well you *seem* like good partners," Ellen persisted. <Any second now, I'm
gonna take her by the ear and drag her out of here.> Scully glanced up
nervously at Mulder, who was smiling back at her.
"Uh, I need to go to the ladies' room," Scully said, excusing herself as
fast as she could and nearly running to the bathroom. She went into a
cubicle and locked the door. <Help!> She banged her head into the door
repeatedly until a slow, numbing pain began to spread through her head.
<Great. That'll bring back the tumour.> She didn't know whether to laugh or
cry. <They're just your friends, Dana! Does it *really* matter if you want
one of them to be more than just a friend?> She screamed, furious at her
inner conscience.
"Dana. You OK?" Scully heard Ellen. <Damn...I didn't hear her come in.>
"Uh-huh. Just got a bit of a headache... how long have you been in here?"
"I just came to check you weren't sick or anything. *Mulder* was worried, he
made me come check. I told him you'd be fine, but he insisted..."
"Oh." Scully said, trying to sound uninterested.
"He really cares about you, you know." Scully closed her eyes and rested her
head, softly, on the door. Somehow, she knew that already.
"Thanks for checking, Ellen. I'll be out in a minute, OK?" Scully heard the
door open and close, before she opened the door of the cubicle.

Chapter 4-Melting

After Scully had calmed down a little, she, Mulder and Ellen settled into a
comfortable conversation about the weirdest situations we'd ever been in.
Scully decided *not* to tell them that *this* was the weirdest situation
she'd ever been in. <Yes, this little gathering *definitely* surpasses
green-eyed monsters, flukemen and abductions.> Nevertheless, Scully and
Mulder took a trip down Memory Lane and re-told countless stories about
weird X-files for Ellen. When Scully was honest with herself, she knew she
was having a great time, despite a number of disapproving looks from
Skinner. After the three of them were filled up to the brim, Ellen confessed
that she had to leave, "*Not* that you two have to go too!" <*How* obvious
can she be?!> Scully thought angrily.
"No, I better go too," she said, smiling a little too politely at Ellen.
"But *Dana*! You were just telling me yesterday, on the phone, that you
don't go out enough!" Ellen said loudly, looking pointedly at Mulder. Scully
cringed.
"Oh, I don't think I said that, El!" she said in a confused voice.
"Oh," Ellen replied before running off with a wave. <*You* are getting a
phone call tonight, Ellen Smith. And you are in *big* trouble.> Scully
thought, glaring at the back of the quickly disappearing figure.
"Scully?" Mulder said, looking into his partner's eyes, bringing her
attention back to his face. She could feel a blush start to rise up her face
again.
"Ellen's a weird one," she said, trying to explain her friend's constantly
suggestive questions that had been recurring through-out the entire lunch.
Mulder smiled and patted his stomach, grinning.
"I feel fat."
"Me too," Scully said, looking down guiltily at the pile of empty plates in
front of her.
"You look great to me," Mulder said softly. <Oh he is too sweet!> Scully
thought, automatically giving him one of her skeptical looks. Mulder leant
forward onto the table and gently put his hand up to Scully's cheek. <What?!
What is he doing?>  But she was powerless and frozen. The back of his hand
brushed past her cheek as he fondled her soft, auburn hair. Alarm bells rang
through Scully's head and her inner conscience was losing control... <Dana!
Calling Planet Dana! Stop him!...but do I really want him to stop?> His
touch was warm and soft, yet so strong.
"Mulder?" Scully managed to murmur. Her eyes were on his, searching. But
before she could find any sort of answer that might explain what was going
on and what she was feeling, his hand drew away, but his eyes continured to
burn, only for her. There were a few seconds of silence, before he said,
"Um, there was some doughnut in your hair...do you want it back?" His smiled
with his little boy grin as he held out his hand, indeed, containing a piece
of doughnut. Scully was in a mess. <What was I feeling? I thought I had told
myself *never* to feel like that... did I really think he was going to
*kiss* me?> Her mind was a mass of confusion and questions. <How can he *do*
this to me? Does he know what he does to me? ANSWER HIM DANA!!>
"Um, no. You can have it." Scully knew her face was read but she tried to
give Mulder a smile anyway. <Just pretend that you felt nothing! You've been
doing it for 5 goddamn years, this should be easy.>
"Scully, there's been something I want to tell you," Mulder said, his voice
quivering. He looked into Scully's eyes, looking for a response, anything
that might tell him that he had caught her attention.Scully looked up at his
face, only to see a shadow fall between them.
"I think it's time that you both started back. The snow has let up a
little," a voice boomed over them.
"Skinner, sir. We were just leaving," Scully replied, pushing back from the
table and standing up gingerly. She reached for her coat, but Mulder reached
it first and held it up for her to slip into. <He is such a gentleman..>
Scully rhought as she slipped into it before watching him get into his own
jacket and slip on his gloves.
"Ready to face the great outdoors?" he said, placing his hand on her back.
He opened the door and lead her outside.

Scully was surprised to see how much snow had accumulated since she had
arrived, everything in sight was covered with a white blanket.
"Mulder, can you remember where you parked?" she asked, turning round to see
where her partner had been standing. She sighed. "Mulder, this is no time to
be playing games! Where did you park?" She glanced around her. <Where is he?
For once, he's not going to scare me with one of his little disappearances.>
"Mulder, I'm going now!" Scully started to walk down the snowy path, where
she vaguely remembered parking her car, only to be tackled into a snow drift
by an unidentified flying object.
"Jesus Christ!" she exclaimed, as she landed heavily into the snow. Her
attacker had made a run for it, but she knew who it was. "Mulder! Two can
play at this game!" She couldn't help but smile. It had been a while since
she had fun in the snow and it was typical of Mulder to think of doing
this-make a weird situation even weirder. <He's a little boy at heart, he'd
be really good with our kids...> She could have slapped her inner conscience
right there and then, but before she could do so, she was hit by a snowball.
She bend down to gather some snow from the ground and looked around for
Mulder. Scully knew Mulder well <He'll not be hiding anywhere too
obvious...> she thought looking behind a couple of trees. <He'd be
original...and not practical.> She laughed suddenly. "Mulder, I know you're
up there!" she called, looking up through the branches. And indeed, there he
was.
"How did you find me?" he called down. She could see him pouting and giving
her a doleful expressions.
"I just knew," she replied, "And you better come down from there before the
snow starts up again. You'll catch a chill sooner or later." The sky was
darkening and flakes were threatning to tumble down on them once more.
"OK, Mom." He gave her that pouty look again as he began to descend from the
tree. (FI:TAKE NOTE!!!! I'VE NOT TYPED OUT THE "HOME" QUOTE BIT--I DON'T SEE
HOW THIS SITUATION COULD REMIND SCULLY OF THAT TIME/QUOTE?????? EXPLAIN THE
RELEVANCE OF IT) Soon he had both feet on the ground and the two agents were
running towards their cars, both fumbling around with their keys as they
hurriedly tried to unlock the car doors. Mulder jumped inside quickly,
shoved his keys into the ignition and turned them quickly. His fingers were
numb from the cold and his breath came out as spirals of smoke, he was
desperate for the warmth of the car radiator. "Come on, hurry up..." he
mumbled fiddling with the keys in the ignition. His car made a strange
crunching noise, and then silence. He tried again. "Oh no. Please no, no,
no!" He thumped the steering wheel hard with his fist and stepped back out
into the snow.

  He walked quickly towards Scully's car and opened the door. She was about
to put the keys into the ignition of her own car, but stopped and looked up
at him, to see a guilty-Mulder face.
"Mulder? What's wrong?" she asked, slightly concerned.
"Well...I think my car *may* have broken down."
"*May* have broken down?"
"OK it *has* broken down. I'm stuck," he said, almost whining. She could
almost imagine him saying, "Pweeze Scully. Pweeze? I don't have a
home...please adopt me! Pweeze?" She groaned softly and gestured to the seat
beside her. He smiled gratefully and ran to the other side of the car. After
five minutes, they were well on their way back to Scully' apartment and the
car was warm. Mulder rubbed his hands together and the remaining sprinkles
of snow in his hair melted.
"You getting warm, Scully?" Mulder asked. Now normally, Scully would have
just replied, "I'm fine, Mulder," but there was something very....Ellen-ish
about it. But it wasn't quite an innuendo, it was sweeter. She nodded a
little in reply and concentrated on the icy road ahead of them.

Chapter 5-Fever

Scully jammed the keys into her apartment and, for once, didn't bother to
dry her shoes on the "WELCOME" mat on the floor.
"Mulder, get off your clothes. You must be freezing. I sure am..."
"Scully if I didn't know you any better, I'd think you were-" Mulder started
to say, but Scully cut him off,
"Shut up, Mulder." He grinned at her,
"See-I've told you this before. We know what each other is thinking."
"That one was too obvious, Mulder. Even *I* wouldn't have missed that one!"
"What are you talking about, Scully. You miss *nothing*." He brushed his
hand past hers and she looked down at her hand, electricity shooting up her
arm. "Nothing," he repeated. She looked up at his face and his eyes burned
into her eyes once more. <Uh-*huh*...you two could provide electricity for
the entire population of DC> Sometimes her inner conscience behaved like a
talking tattoo. She put her hands behind her back and clasped them together,
to make sure there was no possibility of one of them brushing Mulder's hand,
grasping his arm, or worse, cupping his face. "I'm just gonna get changed,"
she said, turning towards the bedroom. Mulder opened his mouth to make an
innuendo, but stopped short. There was nothing he could say that she hadn't
already heard and there was definitely nothing he could say that could bring
her into his embrace. He looked longingly at the closed bedroom door.

Scully stepped inside her bedroom and let out a loud sigh. <This feeling is
getting too much!> she thought as she sat down on the edge of the bed. <I'm
going to lose control...I know I will!> She looked down at her shaking hands
and her eyes welled up with tears. <Oh God....Dana, no, please don't
cry....you don't cry. You never cry.> She reached over to her bedside table
and grabbed a tissue to dab her eyes. She started to let out uncontrollable
sobs. <Please don't let Mulder hear me like this.> But as soon as his name
entered her mind, her sobbing grew louder. <Why the hell am I crying? What
has triggered it off?> But her inner voice only brought back one answer.
<Mulder....he's done this to me-all because of one brush of his hand?!> It
sounded absurd, but the longer she thought of it, the more sense it made.
<Well I obviously feel *something* towards Mulder. I can't deny it anymore.
There *is* something between us...> Scully peered out the window through
blurry eyes. <It looks as if Mulder will be spending the night. I hope I can
survive this....> Her sobs had quietened down, so she threw the damp tissues
aside and started to change into a pair of jeans and a very plain, black
t-shirt. She re-did her make-up quickly and all the while her inner
conscience was chanting <Be yourself. *Control* yourself. ...Don't let
*Mulder* control you.>  She glanced in the mirror and swept a brush through
her glistening hair. "Ready," she mouthed to herself as she opened the door
and stepped outside....

Mulder had been looking at the closed door, for about 10 minutes, when he
started to worry. <Have I done it all wrong?> he thought nervously, as he
began to pace back and forth, across the apartment floor. <Should I go in
there after her and apologise?...apologise for what?> He couldn't decide on
what to do. As he was pacing and trying to make senseo of the numerous
thoughts in his head, he heard muffled sobbing. He stopped pacing and
listened carefully. Yes, it was definitely crying and it seemed to be coming
from Scully's room, the room where she had just previously entered. <*What*
do I do?....Should I burst in and comfort her? No, that might make things
worse...should I call out to her? That could also make it worse...> He was
still striding backwards and forwards, trying to decide what to do, when
Scully emerged, looking absolutely stunning. She was wearing a pair of
snug-fit, denim jeans and a black t-shirt, but Mulder thought she looked
fabulous. <So, unlike *MY* Scully.> he thought, still nervous, running a
hand through his hair  and shifting his feet.
"Um, you look great," Mulder managed to utter softly....His eyes had been
glued to her ever since she had walked out that door, he had just realised
this, and quickly looked down at the floor. He started to fiddle with a
matchstick, that he had found somewhere when he had been thinking. <I have
to tell her...what I was gonna tell her earlier> he thought, looking down at
the matchstick rolling between his two thumbs. He waited for a response.

After a few seconds, which felt like painful minutes for Mulder, Scully
stepped close to him. He took a sharp intake of oxygen as she touched his
arm delicately. Scully smiled so softly, <I guess he doesn't miss anything
either>. She reached up with her hands and tentatively placed each on either
side of his face. They both knew how close their faces were, how close their
mouths were. Subconsciously, their faces were magnetised together by an
invisible force. Their eyes were locked together, opening the windows to
their souls and making the final connection in an already invincible
partnership. Their lips were about to make contact, as they were destined
to, when Scully gasped suddenly and shock registered in the blue in her
eyes. "I'm sorry," Mulder whispered, ever so quietly. <He must be incredibly
insecure, he said that the last time, when the bee stung me...>
"No, Mulder. Your temperature," she said, reassuring him, "it's extremely
high. You might have fever."
"I think I do," he said, smiling, gripping her arms to make sure she didn't
escape or get taken away from him again. Scully smiled back sternly and let
herself free from his grip, still captured by his eyes where sadness and
hurt reflected back at her.
"You're sick, Mulder. I told you that you'd catch a cold."
"I was wearing gloves..." he said, in the manner of a little boy making
excuses to his mum, who was scolding him for playing in the snow.
"Lie down on the sofa. I'll be right back." He raised his eyebrows
suggestively at her. "I'm getting a cold compress," she said in reply to the
raise of his eyebrows. He nodded and sunk his body into the soft sofa. In a
minute, she appeared before him, looking worried. She kneeled down and
placed the cold compress on his forehead, stroking his hair. "I slept here
last night," she said, as if to let him know it was comfortable.
"I thought I was the one who slept on the sofa," he replied, closing his
eyes.
"You  are," she said, twirling his silky hair round her fingers. No reply
came from Mulder. After a few minutes, she removed the compress from his
forehead and dropped it on the floor. She watched him peacefully sleeping,
mesmerized by his child-like face. She stroked his face and he murmured in
his sleep. Her knees were getting sore, so she stood up and carefully sat on
the edge of the sofa, down where his legs were stretched out. Her eyes
drooped and she fought to stay awake. She rested her head on his chest,
feeling his chest rise and fall beneath her, glad he was alive to be with
her. "I love you, Mulder," she whispered to a sleeping Mulder. She would
never be able to say that to him if he was awake, she couldn't allow her
walls of protection to fall down and crush her. Now he was asleep, there was
no danger. She put her arms around his waist and her eyelids dropped,
closing her eyes.

Looking down at her sweet, sleeping head, Mulder mouthed silently, "I love
you too."

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~~~~~OK that's it! Now-feedback!!! romantika@... -you
can criticise anything and everything except the very end because I am so
proud of writing the end =) heehee-thanks again for reading! ~Rom

Hi!  This is USTMistress, calling all of my new members to introduce
themselves to each other and maybe let us know what kind of fanfic you
like to read and write.  I'll go first.

The name's USTMistress, MSR reading and writing is my game!  I also
enjoy other types of fanfic, from the scary to the hilarious.  I'm
originally from Cincinnati, Ohio, but have been living in Indiana for a
while now.  I'm a single, 22 year old college junior double majoring in
Spanish and Political Science (weird, huh?).

I'm working on some new stuff now, and I'll post some first versions
soon.  I hope you'll all feel free to critique my work too!  I sometimes
need a LOT of help, but hey, don't we all?


Hope to hear from you all soon...

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