From: jchew82@hotmail.com   
      
   Title: Forever and Always   
   Author: Twilight   
   E-Mail: jchew82@hotmail.com   
   Distribution: Anywhere just let me know   
   Rating:  R   
   Categories: Story Romance   
   Keywords: Mulder/Scully romance   
   Spoilers: Never Again   
   Summary:  After the events of 'Never Again' Agent Scully   
   decides she really needs to get a life.   
   Disclaimer: The characters in this story are the property   
   of Chris Carter and Fox. No copyright infringement   
   intended. No infringement on the songs either.   
   Feedback: Yes please, compliments and complaints welcome or   
   just plain chit chat.   
      
   ~x~   
      
   Washington DC   
   Basement Office   
   Friday, 20:03pm   
      
   The sound of footsteps echoing in the hall broke Mulder's   
   self-imposed silence. It was not the familiar light short   
   steps of his partner, but those of someone strutting   
   confidently.   
      
   Mulder made the quick decision 'this might be an ideal time   
   to start brushing up on my analyst techniques'. He listened   
   intently. This person sounded as though they were in very   
   high heels, 'female' he deduced instantly. She was taking   
   long strides, so presumable 'tall'. There was a slight   
   hesitation in her step and he envisioned a slight wiggle of   
   the hips there, 'in somewhat of a flirtatious mood?' He   
   listened as the clicking of heels continued 'definitely not   
   an FBI Agent, not in those shoes.'   
      
   He enjoyed profiling people in this way, he was used to   
   doing it subconsciously but rarely did he take the time to   
   indulge and make a conscious effort. He recalled the first   
   time he had meet Dana Scully, he had deduced from her walk   
   alone that she was strong and confident, yet a little   
   hesitant, maybe green around the edges. He had been   
   accurate in his assumptions.   
      
   As the women appeared in the doorway Mulder's eyes studied   
   her shoes first. They were black and strappy with at least   
   five inch heels, 'these are 'so' not shoes an FBI agent   
   would typically wear!' The heels extenuated the length of   
   the women's bare shapely legs. 'okay' he corrected his   
   profile 'Not tall but high heels and great legs.'   
      
   His eyes travelled up the length of her body slowly. He saw   
   that she was wearing a short black skirt that rested about   
   six inches above her knees. 'Fits with the flirtatious mood   
   theory' She had a very slim waist and was wearing a very   
   slinky low cut black top that showed off an incredibly   
   ample rounded bosom.   
      
   'Wow...' Mulder thought 'Wow...', his mind was unable to   
   complete a sentence as his eyes studied this heavenly   
   beauty further. It must have been blatantly obvious to the   
   women in question that Mulder was openly ogling her body   
   but he figured 'Someone who dresses like this wants to be   
   ogled... definitely not standard FBI issue.'   
      
   His eyes came to rest on the women's neck and the simple   
   yet elegant gold cross pendent that hung there loosely.   
   Mulder's eyes shot straight to the eyes of this magnificent   
   creature to find his partner, Dana Scully looking back at   
   him.   
      
   "Scully?" Mulder squeaked a couple of octave's higher then   
   intended. He tried to suppress the lustful thoughts that   
   had invaded his mind moments before. "...thought you had   
   left?" he shifted in his chair uneasily, suddenly very   
   aware of his bodies response to her.   
      
   Scully crossed to her newly acquired desk. 'I was right   
   about the wiggle' Mulder though absently as he watched her   
   move.   
      
   "I wouldn't have left without saying goodbye, Mulder. I   
   just went to change." she replied as she bent down to pack   
   away her laptop, revealing a very good view of her firm   
   round ass to Mulder as she did so. Mulder bit down hard on   
   his knuckles to suppress a moan of delight that was near   
   escaping his lips, he was after all a red blooded male. She   
   continued oblivious to his reaction "I brought my change of   
   clothes with me knowing that I would 'inevitably' end up   
   working late."   
      
   "Oh..." Mulder replied missing her not so subtle jab. He   
   loosened his tie as he felt his body temperature increasing   
   "So, where are you going off to dressed like that?" Mulder   
   asked allowing his eyes to peruse her body once more now   
   her back was to him.   
      
   "What's wrong with it?" Dana asked as she stiffened and   
   turned to him feeling immediately self conscious, it had   
   been a long time since she had needed to dress up for a   
   Friday night out and she hadn't been entirely sure what she   
   should wear.   
      
   "Nothing..." Mulder choked "You look amazing." he added   
   realizing he needed to pick his words more carefully with   
   their relationship being as sensitive as it was at the   
   moment.   
      
   "Oh..." she was flattered and blushed but not knowing how   
   to respond to his compliment she continued. "I'm off to   
   paint the town red...It is Friday night after all." She   
   exclaimed. There was something different about her, Mulder   
   observed, she looked different but there was something   
   else, was it possible that she had shed her FBI persona   
   when she had shed her work clothes, she was positively   
   oozing sex appeal, not that that was hard for someone as   
   attractive as her. He wasn't entirely sure what had changed   
   but he liked it, a lot. It was the first time they had had   
   a non work related conversation since the day they had   
   argued, about what he still didn't know, 'something about   
   Mouse and Squirrel?'.   
      
   Dana stepped up onto a wooden stall to water the two   
   surviving plants in their basement office, she knew if she   
   left it to Mulder they would be dead by the end of the   
   weekend.   
      
   "So, who are you going with?" Mulder tried to ask   
   nonchalantly. Cursing himself mentally as he prayed that   
   she would not respond with a male name. He crossed the   
   small office to continue their conversation comfortably.   
      
   "Ellen...my god sons mum. I think I've mentioned her   
   before."   
      
   "Yeah, isn't she the one who set you up with that Rob guy?"   
   Mulder kicked himself again, he hadn't meant to reveal he   
   remembered the guys name, he hadn't wanted her to know how   
   disappointed he'd been when she had insisted on coming back   
   from New Jersey to be home in time for that date or how   
   relieved he had been when she had cut the date short and   
   ditched the guy to follow up a lead with him.   
      
   "Yep, that's her. Hopefully tonight will go better than   
   that night did. Mind you... after the Ed Jerse fiasco   
   anyone or thing, come to think of it, would be better, even   
   a Rob" she joked. Her mood had definitely lightened.   
      
   They hadn't discussed the Ed Jerse subject since returning   
   for Philadelphia save for the brief 'not everything is   
   about you' comment that still lingered in Mulder's   
   subconscious. All Mulder knew was what he had read in the   
   police report; that an FBI Agent Dana Scully had answered   
   the door at Ed Jerse's residence in the early hours of the   
   morning wearing only a mans over shirt. He didn't know the   
   sordid details, he didn't want to.   
      
   "Anyway..." she continued "...Ellen and Marcy have decided   
   I need to get out there, put myself out there or as they   
   put it 'get a life'" she smiled as she reached to water the   
   second plant, in doing so her top raised slightly at her   
   lower back exposing her new tattoo.   
      
   Mulder couldn't stop himself, he raised his had up   
      
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