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      From: yankeestarbuck@yahoo.com              OooOooO                            Scully wasn't ignorant of Walter and Alex's relationship, but the men were       very restrained when she was around. They didn't have to make public displays       of affection to tell each other they were happy together. Scully also managed       to stay clear of the        local gay community in Georgetown; not by design, but just the fact that she       knew no one in that part of town to visit with. Upon entering the       neighborhood where the Liberty Diner was located, it was almost like a new       experience for her. The presence        of rainbow flags adorning everything that stood still was a shock in and of       itself.                            More than that, the sight of men walking hand in hand, kissing openly on the       streets, some going a little further, as far as they could in the cold       weather, was a definite eye-opening experience. Scully had sat at a stoplight       and shook her head gently.        'I can deal with aliens from other planets wanting to take over our species,       but I can't handle some same-sex couples doing things other couples do?        That's not right,' she thought to herself. If she could get past almost       having been a colonist's host,        she could certainly be comfortable with Gay America.                            "Hey, sweetie, whacha doin' standing in the doorway? Come on in!" Debbie       shouted. Everyone turned to Scully and Mulder, trying to be a gentleman,       stood and walked over to welcome his partner.                            "Debbie Novotny, this is my partner, Agent Dana Scully. Scully, this is       Debbie, the resident mother to Pittsburgh's gay community."                            The women shook hands. "Mulder, I'm sorry, sweetie. When you said partner,       immediately I thought it would be a man. Well, come on in, girl! Everyone's       dying to hear the results of the tests you did on the rug."                            Debbie started toward the table, but Scully grabbed Mulder's arm and pulled       him back. "Mulder, this is still an official bureau investigation. We should       keep this information quiet until it's been seen by a judge."                            "Oh no, little lady!" Debbie shouted at her. "The stuff you found out is       important to everyone here. Not just my angel."                            Scully turned to Mulder with questions in her eyes. "Angel? Is she serious?       She calls Alex her angel?" Scully asked, eyes rolling. She held Mulder's arm,       keeping him from walking away.                            "Scully, Alex is a beloved person in this community. Don't test them.        They'll defend him to the death."                            Scully was taken aback by the serious look on Mulder's face. "OK, Mulder, I       get it. But if he's rude to me, I reserve the right to fight back."                            "Scully, you're going to be surprised when you get to the table; it's a       different Alex than we have ever known."                            Mulder and Scully walked to the table and immediately, room was made for her       next to Walter. She sat beside her former boss, who kissed her cheek warmly.        She waited for the inevitable "Hey Red!" from Alex, but it never happened.                            "Good morning, Dana. Thanks for...all your hard work. You didn't have to do       this on a rush."                            Stunned to silence for a moment, Scully cleared her throat and said, "I knew       that the expediency of the case was paramount, considering who the suspect       is. And who the victims are."                            "Thank you," was all Alex said back.                            Scully looked up at the woman who placed a cup of coffee in front of her and       said, "Thank you...um..."                            "You can call me Deb like everyone else. Or mom, like your Mulder there."                            Scully turned to Mulder and quirked up her eyebrow. "Mom?"                            "Lay off, Red," Emmett said. "What turns other people on doesn't have to do       it for you."                            Scully turned toward the man wearing the loud neon green paisley shirt.        "Excuse me?"                            "Oh, I'm sorry. Emmett Honeycutt. And you are..."                            "Oh Christ!" Alex exclaimed. "Where are my manners?"                            "Beats the shit out of me," Debbie said, chomping on her gum.                            "Special Agent Dana Scully, this is..." and Alex introduced everyone around       the table.                            When he'd finished, Walter turned to her and held his hand out. "Hi, Walter       Skinner, Sugar Daddy."                            Scully laughed at that, finally seeing her former boss in a new light.                            "Sweetie, you used to work for this big, bald, beautiful man?" Emmett asked.                            "Yes, why?"                            "Before you knew he was gay, how did you keep your hands off him!"                            The table erupted in nervous laughter until Debbie slammed the steel-bottomed       coffee pot on the table and said, "Can we shut the fuck up now so the other       gorgeous redhead here can tell us what she came here to tell us?"                            Scully cleared her throat and smiled. "Thank you. Well, it seems as if there       are several different DNA samples on this carpet. I detected four different       traces of DNA, one belonging to Jason Kemp, another to the teenage victim       whose name we have kept        confidential, and the other two belonging to Kenneth Reichert and James       Stockwell."                            The cheers heard around the diner were deafening. Debbie called for quiet and       said, "Is that it? Can you arrest him?"                            "The federal warrant will be coming down with two other agents from our       department, John Doggett and Monica Reyes. They will connect with the local       bureau office to affect the warrant. I doubt the local police department will       be very cooperative under        the circumstances."                            Scully looked over at Alex who had turned his face upward and was smiling       gently, tears streaming down his face, and it finally hit her. This man...was       a real man, like any other, like her brothers and Mulder and her father. He'd       had something terrible        happen to him, as terrible as when she was abducted. When she helped Mulder       and Alex and Skinner bring down the Consortium, she'd gotten her revenge,       taken something back of herself. This was Alex getting back some of his own.                            Debbie brought over a plate and set it in front of Scully and said, "Dana       sweetie, this is our pink plate breakfast special. On the house!"                            On the plate were two pancakes, scrambled eggs and bacon. "I'm sorry, I can't       eat all this...the fat content alone..."                            "Calm down, sweetie. One thing about gay men, they watch their fuckin'       figures closer than women. Those are whole wheat pancakes, egg whites and       turkey bacon." Debbie put down a small bowl and a pitcher of what looked like       maple syrup. "That's heart-       smart margarine and sugar-free pancake syrup. Eat up, sweetie. Who knows       when your next meal will be once the shit hits the fan?"                            Scully smiled and saw the shadow of her mother in this woman. Albeit she was       a lot gruffer, and the language would have made her sailor father and brother       blush, she was definitely the mother figure of all the men who were turned       away from their own.        And it seemed her heart was as big as her mouth.                            Scully began to eat, fully aware of the six sets of eyes trained on her. She       patted her mouth with the napkin and turned to Mulder to ask, "Do they always       stare like that?"                            "Straight women are a rarity here," Emmett explained.                            "Hey, asshole, what am I?" Debbie shouted.                            "You are...mom, Mom," Michael said.                                   [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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