Title: X-FILE #67584 LOVEBUG
Summary: An enchantress creates a magic potion which releases a person's innermost emotions... but when Mulder and Scully get a dose, their lives will never be the same again.
Author's note: This story, as I'm sure you've all realized, is a MS Romance. I truly believe that Mulder and Scully are destined to be together, it is their fate...a pair of "star-crossed lovers," you might call them. Despite constant criticism from many other X-philes, my views of this pairing stay the same...it is inevitable...so why not have some fun with it? Well, enough of my chattering...and on with the show!
It was a cool November morning, when a loud monotonous buzz could be heard.
"Damn it!" groaned Dana Scully, as she hit the snooze button on her alarm clock. "7:30 already." She sluggishly climbed out of bed, wondering where the time had went. It seemed like only a few minutes ago that she was talking to Mulder about the case that they had just wrapped up. Just as she started to ponder what kind of scientifically challenging case they would come in contact with next, the phone rang.
I spoke to soon, she thought.
Just as she presumed, it was Mulder. "Hello," she said wearily.
"Rise and shine, Scully!" said a surprisingly cheerful, but familiar voice.
"Gez Mulder, what are you so enthusiastic about - and why are you calling me so early?"
"What, you mean you don't just adore hearing my voice at the wee hours of the morning?!"
"Well, what I called to tell you was that we've been assigned to another X-File."
"Mulder, this better be good."
"Oh, believe me Scully, it is. Over the past month I've been e-mailed various bits of information, and pictures from an anonymous source. Now, in bits and pieces, the info didn't amount to much, but last night, after you left to go home, I received a letter which pretty much summed up the mysticism of the whole deal. It was a letter addressed to me, telling me about strange occurrences that were happening in the town of Amor, Massachusetts."
"Mulder, I hate to burst your bubble, but this doesn't sound so abnormal. Strange things happen all across the world, every day."
"Yeah Scully, but not this strange. You haven't even heard the good part yet." "I can't wait," she snarked.
"The person who wrote me the letter did not give me their name, but said that the community of Amor was acting a little out of character. The person told me that everyone in Amor was acting very outspoken, very open, and very not themselves. The local folklore says that there is a sort of enchantress, who, every few years, forces unsuspecting people to drink her so-called magic potion, which causes one's true feelings to be revealed. But not only are the feelings revealed, they cannot be controlled. This is why there has been so many murders - and on the other hand, so many marriages."
"So, what you're trying to tell me is that there is some kind of potion-making, voodoo sorcerous-"
"Enchantress." piped in Mulder.
"-sorry, enchantress, that is forcing some kind of emotion bearing potion down people's throats?!"
"Exactly. I'll fill you in on the rest at the office-oh, and Scully?"
"Do you have any feelings I should know about before we leave?"
An hour later Scully walked into Mulder's office, and he was quite a site to behold. There were papers strewn about everywhere, his computer was in shambles, and he was sitting there, his tie loosened, a few buttons of his shirt undone, his suitcoat off, and his sleeves rolled up. For some reason, Scully found this extremely alluring, but did not let Mulder see how his disheveled state affected her. She also found it extremely humorous, and tried to stifle a giggle, but this gesture caught Mulder's attention, and he looked up from the file he was studying.
He had on his wire-rimmed glasses, which surprised her. "Whoah, I haven't seen you wear those in a long time, Mulder," she said.
"Well, I haven't had to read a case this interesting in quite some time, Scully. So, you ready to go to Amor."
"As ready as I'll ever be."
Scully and Mulder drove to the airport, and there, caught a flight to Logan airport, in Boston. They then rented a car, and were on their way to Amor.
While in the car the agents talked about the case. "I wonder what it's like," contemplated Mulder.
"What what's like?" asked Scully inquisitively.
"Having your feelings totally and utterly exposed, and not being able to do anything about it."
"In a way, that could be a good thing, Mulder."
"Well, let's just say that you were afraid to let someone know your true feelings, if the enchantress's potion actually worked, all that self-doubt would be irrelevant. You would be able to let that person know how you felt, much more easily. I'm not condoning that or saying she should do this, but maybe her intentions are not as hideous, as they seem."
"Then again Scully, she could just enjoy watching people making fools out of themselves, and some deathly ones at that."
"You're right, that to could be probable. Just out of curiosity, what feeling wouldn't you mind exposing, Mulder?" "I wouldn't mind being more honest," said Mulder.
"Honest...to whom?" asked Scully.
"To you Dana," was all he said.
The rest of the car ride had been silent up to the point that the agents drove by the sign that said, "WELCOME TO AMOR, The City of Love."
"Well isn't that fitting," responded Mulder. "Yeah." was all that the startled Scully could say. She was still in shock about sensitive side of her partner being exposed.
The only other time that she could remember him calling her by her first name, Dana, was when her father died.
Scully and Mulder parked the car, and stepped out on to the streets of Amor. They were startled to see how the citizens were acting towards each other. Some people were fighting like cats and dogs, and others were (excuse the pun) all over each other.
"This could be an interesting place to live!" said Mulder in his renown sardonic sense of humor, which Scully had come to recognize, but this time there wasn't a smile in response.
Mulder noticed this, and it worried him. Maybe he was a little outspoken in the car, but he had said how he felt. As the agents were walking down the street, someone came up behind them and everything went blank, except for Scully's fading voice helplessly yelling, "Mulder!"
The next thing they knew, they were sitting propped up against a building, side by side in a dark alley. When they awakened, they could not remember where they were, or why they were there. All they could do was helplessly stare into each other's eyes.
Just then Mulder said, "Scully, I don't ever want to lose you. I lost my sister, but I don't want to lose you. You are the most important thing in my life, and...and...I love you. When I almost lost you because of Duane Barry, all I could do was weep. The thought of losing was too much for me to bear."
"Oh, Mulder. You'll never lose me. I love you too. I was always so afraid to let you know how I feel, but now I feel that I could tell you anything. Fox, I love you more than you could ever know." Mulder looked down into Scully's deep green eyes, and her warm, tousled red hair, and realized how beautiful she was. Scully, looked up into Mulder's soft, hazel eyes, and traced his muscular silhouette with her glance, until she felt she couldn't take it any longer. "Dana?"
"Yes Fox," she replied. Then he bent down, and his lips met hers. She quivered, and all her feelings that she had kept bottled up for so long, just rushed out-translating into one long passionate kiss. Their hearts melted together, their feelings spilled out, no restraints. They caressed each other, and the rest, well, we'll just say, will be left unspoken.
They woke up in each other's arms. Scully was the first to awaken, she felt Mulder's strong arms around her, she felt so warm, so safe, so right. She laid there for a moment going over the events of the previous night.
Then something came over her, her sanity began to return. She felt Mulder stir, and gently kiss her neck.
"Oh, Mulder, what have we done."
"You're a doctor, do I really need to tell you?" he mused jokingly. But then, he too started to understand. "Oh, my god Scully, what have we done?"
PREVIOUSLY ON THE X-FILES...
Special Agents Fox Mulder and Dana Scully, travel to Amor, Massachusetts, where they start to investigate strange occurrences, of the townspeople. While walking down the street, they are knocked unconscious, and rendered into a mysterious state of being. Now, they must face the consequences.
"Oh my god Scully, what have we done?"
Scully felt Mulder's arms loosen their hold on her. For a moment she felt remorseful, longing for his arms to be enveloping her again, but then she realized that what they had done was totally out of character. Not only had they jeopardized the case, but also had jeopardized the strong friendship between them, the platonic friendship between them.
She was at a loss for words, she gazed helplessly at Mulder, hoping that he would be the first to interject. He looked smitten, but the look in his eyes was honest, and understanding.
"Dan-," he started to say, but corrected himself. "Scully, I-I don't know what to say. Last night was, well, to say the least, unforgettable-but I feel that we were acting irrationally. I'll be the first to admit, I do have strong feelings for you, but I never expected for them to be shown like this. We have such a strong respect for each other, and each other's work. I don't want to ruin our friendship because of one night of passion. Scully I'm so sorry, I-"
"No, no Mulder, don't apologize. I don't regret what we did. There has always been something between us, and well, something happened to us last night, which just made it easier to express our emotions. I'm not exactly sure what happened to us last night, but I'm sure it had something to do with the case that we came here to investigate. We now have our feelings out in the open, so, what do we do?"
Scully's eyes started to probe Mulder's and she sensed that he was baffled at her statement. He then tilted his head to the side inquisitively.
"Scully, you mean you would be willing to put our friendship on the line just to be with me?"
"Mulder," Scully practically whispered, "I would do anything for you." She reached out and gently took his hand. "Mulder, I think that it is fate." She looked at him, and noticed that there was a tear rolling down his cheek, and this surprised her. Never before had she seen him cry, and she wanted so much to comfort him, but she got the feeling that he wasn't crying because he was upset, but rather because he was happy.
"I know, I feel the same way Scully." After Mulder spoke these words, they both started to look around, and take in their surroundings. They were in an abandoned alley, it was dark, damp, and dreary.
"Ya know Scully, we could have picked a more tasteful place for our first time." He waited to see what kind of response he would get. Scully smiled at him impishly.
"You didn't seem to mind last night," she said with a mischievous grin. Mulder blushed, and tilted his head back in a sigh.
It was then, after he brought his eyes back, level to hers, that he noticed for the first time, how funny they looked. They were both quite a sight! Mulder's shirt was way off on the other side of the alley, his pants were strewn across Scully's legs, all he basically had on was a pair of boxers. Scully, on the other hand was not so exposed, for she had realized their state long before he did, and managed to find her trench coat, and bury herself down in it. As for her suit, well, it was all over the place. Her pants were strung over an abandoned fire escape, her shirt was behind Mulder, her suitcoat was by Mulder's feet, and both their shoes could not be found for quite some time.
All at once they started laughing hysterically, in awe of the sight before them. They tried to gather up their things-which was quite a hard task. After Scully found all of her things, she asked Mulder to turn around, so that she could get dressed.
"Awwww," he groaned emphatically.
"Just turn around." she said smiling.
Mulder reluctantly turned around, and was about to look back, when Scully chimed in, "And no peeking!"
After Scully had finished getting dressed, Mulder followed her example, but wasn't half as shy. As he got dressed, he caught Scully taking glances of his bare chest, this did make him feel a little exposed, and he hurriedly buttoned up his shirt.
"Done!" he pronounced proudly.
"Oh, yeah." Scully said dreamily.
"What?" asked Mulder curiously.
"Oh, um...nothing." said a flustered Scully. Then she thought to herself, "I was thinking out loud again."
"You know Scully, I think that the enchantress must have given us some of her potion, and then dropped us off in the alley."
"Probably." said Scully. She seemed preoccupied. "Mulder...we have two choices. We can enjoy this time together while it lasts, and then try to go back to the way it was, or we could accept our feelings, and try to work around them."
"Scully, I can't go on denying my feelings. I couldn't bear not being able sweep you up of your feet, whenever I felt an urge- or kiss you whenever I had a whim. I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and most of all, I want to be able to show you." With that, he stroked the side of her face with his fingertips, gently sweeping the hair out of her eyes, bent down, and kissed her.
Her heart soared, and she knew that Mulder was the one that she had been waiting for all her life, and she knew that the choice was made. She and Mulder were officially a couple.
After they kissed, the two embraced, and stayed that way for quite some time. She loved to feel needed again, she had longed for it.
He too, was overjoyed. She was just what he needed. She grounded him, and made sure that he didn't drift to far into the clouds. She was his voice of reason. After they reluctantly released their hold on each other, they were still left with the fact that the case hadn't been solved.
"Didn't I tell you that this would be good?" said a lovesick Mulder.
"It's better than I ever could have imagined!" said Scully, ill with the same sickness.
They were now partners in every sense of the word.
"Well, we'd better get working on this case," said Scully. "Unfortunately, not all of the enchantress's victims, turned out as happy as we did. I guess that all of our feelings were there, but they needed a boost to be put into effect."
"Yeah," agreed Mulder. "Well, we'd better get going."
They put their arms around each other, and started walking out of the alley.
"Wait, just one more thing," emphasized Scully.
Mulder looked startled. "What is it Scully?" he asked.
"This." she said, laughing girlishly. She then took hold of his tie, and pulled, beckoning him to bend down. She then ran her fingers through his sandy-brown hair, and kissed him playfully. She was well received, and after she released hold of his tie, he said enthusiastically, "This is going to be fun!" Wide smiles spread across both of their faces, and the agents continued walking hand-in-hand.
"Mulder?" asked Scully smiling up into his eyes.
"Yeah Scully?" he answered in awe of her beauty.
"Just how are we going to tell Skinner the good news?"
"Easy," he said, "We'll just tell him the truth. We were forced to take a love potion from the enchantress of Amor," he said in his renowned sardonic humor, and this time, Scully did respond, in a wide affectionate smile.
The two agents walked off into the city, knowing that nothing would ever be the same between them......it would be better!