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   Jacquie Sabatier to All   
   xfc: FF: Destination Unknown ch 3 (1/5)   
   13 Nov 08 05:57:19   
   
   From: colbysgurl@shaw.ca   
      
   Authors: Sassy and Jacquie   
      
      
      
   Summary:  A post episode fic for "Drive"; Mulder and Scully have been   
   suspended.   
      
      
      
   Genre: MSR romance   
      
      
      
   Rating: M   
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
   Scully held him a little longer. "Should we go inside? We'd be more   
   comfortable."   
      
   He kissed her again softly. "Sure."   
      
   Her heart was pounding in her ears as she got out of the car and took the   
   food and the videos. She peered curiously at the trunk, wondering if Mulder   
   would show her what he bought.   
      
   Mulder pushed the trunk closed. "Are you trying to spoil my surprise?"   
      
   Scully pretended to pout. "You're no fun." She felt in her pockets for her   
   keys.   
      
   Mulder smiled over at her. He pulled her keys up and dangled them. "Looking   
   for these?"   
      
   Scully rolled her eyes at him. "Smart a*s." She grabbed them with her free   
   hand, feeling a shiver go down her elbow as her hand grasped his.   
      
   Mulder pulled her closer to him and whispered "Patience is a virtue."   
      
   "What about being addicted to your partner? Is that a virtue?" she whispered   
   in his ear before pulling away, embarrassed she had spoken aloud.   
      
   He pulled her back and kissed her neck. "Why yes it is, Miss Scully."   
      
   "I missed you," she whispered.   
      
   Mulder closed his eyes and held her close. "I'm always right here."   
      
   Scully shifted her bags a little as she talked her apartment door into   
   opening. It was a nervous reflex she wasn't sure Mulder knew about. She   
   glanced over her shoulder to reassure herself he was still there.   
      
   He smiled. "I'm going to use your bathroom."   
      
   Knock yourself out, Handsome." She rolled her eyes at herself as she pulled   
   out two cans of iced tea and took out two plates from her cupboard.   
      
   He moved in behind her and kissed her neck. "Handsome, huh?"   
      
   She started before turning to relax in his arms. "You startled me."   
      
   Mulder closed his eyes. "Sorry, Dana."   
      
   "You were speedy..." she said softly. She kissed his chest.   
      
   "Need any help?" He stroked her back.   
      
   "Only with eating this. She grinned up at him. "I know you're a bottomless   
   pit." She teased him affectionately.   
      
   "I like to eat. Nothing wrong with that. His hand moved down to her butt and   
   squeezed lightly. The move made her giggle.   
   He kissed the tip of her nose. "Let's eat."   
      
   She tightened her grip on him for a second, not quite willing to let him go.   
   She pulled his lips to hers once more testing the waters by darting her   
   tongue into his mouth.   
      
   Mulder deepened the kiss, pulling her as close as he could get her.   
      
   "Now that's how you're supposed to do it, Agent Mulder," Scully whispered   
   even as her body trembled from the intensity of the kiss.   
      
   Mulder growled softly. "That right?" He kissed her again. If this kept up,   
   they'd be eating a cold dinner.   
      
   Scully lightly touched his face. "Let's get you fed, huh?" It was in her   
   eyes, though...she didn't want to let go.   
      
   "My hunger or my appetite?" Mulder pushed her back against the counter,   
   lifting her so that she rested upon it. He moved between her legs, nipping   
   at her neck.   
      
   Scully moaned, all thoughts of eating food forgotten. She whimpered as her   
   arms tightened around Mulder's neck. She didn't care if the food got cold.   
      
   Mulder's body screamed for release, while his mind screamed for him to slow   
   down; to do this right. He pulled back breathless, resting one hand on   
   either side of her. "We should eat..."   
      
   A sting of disappointment went through Scully as she hopped off the counter.   
      
   "We can start watching one of the movies if you like."   
      
   Mulder didn't let her move... "Scully...Dana, it's not that I don't want   
   you..."   
      
   Scully put a finger to his lips to cut the sentence off. "It's okay,   
   Mulder," she said softly. "I'm not going anywhere."   
      
   Mulder kissed her fingertip. "I love you, Dana." He pulled her into a fierce   
   hug.   
      
   "Sssh...I know," she whispered. "I love you too." She unconsciously held him   
   a little tighter.   
      
   Mulder was the one that pulled away. "You get the movie set up, I'll grab   
   the grub."   
   "Which one would you like to watch first?"   
      
   'The Invisible Man'..." Mulder said as he rummaged around her silverware   
   drawer and produced two forks.   
      
   "K."   
      
   Scully unconsciously fluffed up the pillows and straightened the blankets   
   like she was expecting to make out with him like they were teenagers at a   
   movie theatre or something. She rolled her eyes at herself as she cued up   
   the movie to the beginning.   
      
   Mulder came into the room. "All set?"   
      
   "Think so...the preview is awfully long." Scully impatiently tapped at the   
   fast button again.   
      
   Mulder laughed softly. "Ah, Scully. We love poking fun at them though."   
      
   "Good point." Scully put the remote control down on the coffee table as she   
   settled herself beside Mulder. She picked up her plate. "Man, I'm starving."   
      
   "There's plenty where that came from." He pointed back toward the kitchen   
   counter.   
      
   "I don't know. I..." She started then bit her lip. "True," she agreed.   
   She opened Mulder's can of iced tea for him.   
      
   He took it, taking a sip. "Thanks."   
      
   A shiver ran down her elbow as her hand brushed against Mulder's. She had to   
   close her eyes for a moment.   
      
   Mulder sat the can down and began eating again. "Look at that Scully!" He   
   laughed. "We've seen stuff worse than that."   
      
   "Don't remind me." Scully gave the TV a bemused grin even as she swallowed a   
   hard lump in her throat.   
      
   Mulder's thigh was almost brushing against hers and she wanted nothing more   
   than to just reach out...She shook herself.   
      
   Mulder smirked. "You have fun on our cases.   
      
   Scully could only blush. Yeah...I have fun imagining what you're wearing   
   under your suits. She had to take a deep breath as she slowly reached out   
   for Mulder's hand.   
      
   Mulder let her take it and looked over at her. "Thanks...for letting me come   
   home with you."   
      
   "You know you're welcome here anytime." She gave it a squeeze before   
   releasing it. She turned her attention back to the screen, soon wrinkling   
   her nose at the special effects. "Even I could do better than that," she   
   snorted.   
      
   "That so, Miss Scully?" Mulder teased, putting his now empty plate on her   
   coffee table.   
      
   "I mean, I'm no computer whiz, but tell me..." she pointed at the   
   screen."Does that even faintly convince you that there's a person under all   
   those bandages?"   
      
   He laughed softly. "You have to remember when this was filmed, Dana."   
      
   A pink tinge flushed her cheeks as she reached for Mulder's iced tea by   
   mistake. She mumbled an apology and reached for her own. He glanced at her.   
   "You okay?"   
      
   She gave him a sheepish smile. "Guess I just have this subconscious need to   
   take your stuff..."   
      
   Mulder teased softly," There will be consequences..."   
      
   "Consequences, huh?" It was her turn to tease him. "Wanna take your chances,   
   Agent? I'm tougher than I look." She grinned at him.   
      
   "Bring it on, G-Woman. I can handle it." He captured her lips.   
      
   Scully whimpered as she shifted so she was in Mulder's lap.   
      
   Mulder ran his hands up her side. "So...how bad do you want to know what's   
   in the trunk of my car?" he teased.   
      
      
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