From: lilytiger73@yahoo.com   
      
   Title: Non-Existent   
      
   Author: Dana Doggett – feedback@danadoggett.com   
      
   Date: June 25, 2006   
      
   Distribution: XFMU, Gossamer, Spookys   
      
   Rating: R – sex   
      
   Category: RRR (which stands for Rohrer/Reyes   
   Relationship), implied Doggett/Scully   
      
   Timeline: Season 9 – as if Knowle isn't a Super   
   Soldier, he's your regular D.O.D. agent/informant.   
      
   Disclaimer: In my hands these characters really aren't   
   the characters that surfer created, they're better   
   than that, they like to explore more extreme   
   possibilities.   
      
   Beta: Alexa   
      
   Summary: Sometimes relationships are non-existent even   
   though they exist.   
      
   Dedication: For Kristi since she's the one who got   
   this pairing in my head. Without Kristi there would be   
   no "Triple R".   
      
   -----   
      
   What the fuck was he thinking? Sleeping with Monica   
   Reyes? Her affections serve no purpose towards any   
   professional goals he desires. In his field of work   
   there's no time or room for personal relationships,   
   they only get in the way. He shouldn't self-indulge   
   like this.   
      
   She's a damn attractive woman. Brunettes have always   
   been his type. She's strong, muscular. This attracts   
   him. She doesn't bite her tongue when she knows that   
   she should. She's creative, sensual, and erotic.   
   Hell, the woman makes long-sleeve turtlenecks sexy.   
      
   The stairwell to Monica's apartment building is dark.   
   A lightbulb must have burned out. There's a faint   
   smell of cigarettes. Knowle Rohrer breathes deep.   
   Cigarettes remind him of his time with her after they   
   have sex. The sex must not be enough to relax her or   
   calm whatever nerves she has, that must be why she   
   smokes afterwards. Something else is on her mind. For   
   months now he thinks he knows what that something is.   
   It's possible he feels the same way too.   
      
   They've been sleeping together for a few years now.   
   Hooked up in 1999 when she was in D.C., visiting her   
   friend, John Doggett, before she had to leave for New   
   Orleans. Every so often after that first night they'd   
   make plans to see each other. Either she'd come up to   
   D.C. or he'd plan a trip down to New Orleans. John   
   had no idea their love affair was going on and he was   
   the reason it ever began. All he did was introduce   
   them: "Monica this is Knowle Rohrer, fellow Marine.   
   Knowle, this is Monica Reyes, she was the one who   
   worked on Luke's case." Knowle remembers his eyes   
   meeting hers and knowing right then and there that   
   there was something special between them. For the   
   longest time he figured it was physical attraction   
   and lust but lately… he stops himself from thinking   
   what else it could be.   
      
   Knowle slowly makes his way down the steps of her   
   building. He stops and turns around, looking up at   
   her apartment window. The lights are out, but he sees   
   the butt of her cigarette light up as her lips   
   encompass it as her lips had encompassed him. She   
   inhales the poisonous nicotine and exhales.   
      
   Knowle looks away. She must have been awake when he   
   got dressed and left her bed. He never wants to wake   
   up next to her. That would mean that what they have   
   together is much more than they pretend it to be…   
      
   He gets into his car and drives off. He wishes   
   something, whatever it is between them, he wishes it   
   could change, but each of their lives is complex and   
   won't allow them to do so right now.   
      
   ---   
      
   She can't stand to stare at her reflection in the   
   elevator doors on the way down to the basement office   
   in the morning. The numb expression on her face   
   reminds her of the heartache she feels every time she   
   wakes up and hears Knowle silently leaving her in the   
   middle of the night.   
      
   Some days she wishes John had never introduced them.   
   Her love life wouldn't be so complicated if that had   
   never happened.   
      
   The elevator door opens and Scully stands in front of   
   her. Monica flashes her a quick smile. Her smile   
   always seems sincere, but is really only a cover for   
   the darkness inside of her.   
      
   "Agent Scully?" She's surprised that Scully is at the   
   office.   
      
   "Good morning." Scully smiles at her, and enters the   
   elevator.   
      
   "Late start for classes today?" Is it just her or   
   does it seem like Agent Scully spends an awful lot of   
   time here at the Bureau helping John Doggett?   
      
   "Yes. I was just checking in on John." Scully smiles;   
   she always smiles when she talks about John. "You   
   know, sometimes he needs someone with similar ideas   
   and outlook to talk to."   
      
   "We have a case?"   
      
   "No…" Scully nervously places a strand of hair behind   
   her ear.   
      
   Monica steps out of the elevator just as John Doggett   
   steps out of his office.   
      
   "Dana… I'll pick you up at six…" He stops short when   
   he sees Monica in the hallway.   
      
   Monica looks back at Scully, she's smiling.   
      
   "Six sounds fine." There's a smile in her voice.   
      
   The elevator door closes. John rubs the back of his   
   neck.   
      
   "Why do you get nervous whenever I accidentally   
   stumble upon something between you and Dana?"   
      
   Monica walks up to him and stops, crossing her arms   
   across her chest.   
      
   "Not sure… maybe because I met her at work, I was her   
   partner. I feel like it's against rules and   
   regulations…"   
      
   "She's not your partner anymore." Monica didn't mean   
   to snap at him. "You don't have to pretend nothing is   
   going on. I get sick of that in my own life." She's   
   moody today, great.   
      
   Monica walks past him and into their office. John   
   wrinkles his brow. She seems angry, upset, or   
   something. He's never been good at reading her moods.   
   He follows her into the office. He sits down at his   
   desk and looks at her. She's sitting at Mulder's   
   desk.   
      
   "Bad start to the morning, Monica?"   
      
   "You could say so."   
      
   Monica's itching for a cigarette.   
      
   She can't shake Knowle Rohrer from her mind. Seeing   
   John and Dana together in the hallway, well, not   
   together, rather finalizing their plans for a date   
   made thoughts of Knowle enter her mind.   
      
   He's hypnotic and he's not even in the room with her.   
   His hazel green eyes, so cold and so warm to her. His   
   jaw so defined, chiseled. Such a man. His shoulders,   
   muscular and that USMC tattoo doesn't hurt either.   
      
   Monica sighs. She's been with him so much that her   
   mind's eye no longer needs to imagine his parts. She   
   relies on memory now to enjoy him at any time during   
   the day, and sometimes lonely nights for that matter.   
      
   His chest rising and falling in rhythm to his   
   breathing. Her hand resting on him, her fingertips   
   skimming over his thin chest hair. She smiles to   
   herself upon the thought of his powerful, muscular   
   thighs. She's never had such a perfectly masculine   
   and attractive lover.   
      
   "What're you smiling about?" John's question is so   
   innocent in comparison to her thoughts.   
      
   "Someone."   
      
   "Someone? What kind of answer is that? Who?" He can   
   be so nosey.   
      
   "Doesn't matter, you don't know him." She lies.   
      
   John shakes his head and returns his thoughts to   
   whatever he occupies himself with at the office when   
   they have no case work.   
      
   ---   
      
   Monica wasn't surprised when John cut out of work   
   early today. All day he seemed antsy about his date   
   with Dana, even though he continues to act as if   
   nothing is going on between them. Sort of how her   
   relationship with Knowle has been, existent yet non-   
   existent.   
      
      
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