From: "Lizzy"
Date: April 1999
Tittle: Desire
Feedback: bebemoulinrouge@mtv.com
Rating: R
Spoilers: None
Keywords: MSR, H
Summary: When the tapes stop working for Mulder, he can't resist and 
takes another way out. 
Disclaim: Mulder and Scully and Fowley and Kimberly and Skinner aren't 
my property, yata yata, yata, they belong To CC, 1013, and Twentieth 
Century Fox. 


	
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	"Okay, Skinner you spin next." Said Agent Mertic. He handed 
Skinner the bottle. It was an office party and they were playing Spin 
the Bottle. The problem being, they had no idea why. In the circle were 
Mertic, Skinner, Mulder, Scully, Fowley and Kimberly, Skinner's assistant. 
Mulder had already gone, TWICE. He got to kiss Kimberly and Fowley and 
everytime he did, Scully made a face. Hint Hint. 
	"Okay, here we go." The bottle spun around and around and 
around. It started to slow down. When it stopped it stopped between 
Fowley and Scully. 
	"Look at that! Landed the bottle between Scully and Fowley!" 
said Mertic. 
	"Poor Scully hasn't gotten a chance yet. Let her go!" he continued. 
At that moment Mulder felt miserable. Why couldn't he have gotten 
Scully? He got Fowley which brang back some old times, and augh...
Kimberly was disgusting. Now he wanted to try Scully's lips, and 
Skinner had to go first. It wouldn't be the same anymore. 
	"Alright then, Agent Scully...." Skinner assumed position and 
Scully well...she kept looking around, as if to say 'Help me!'. They 
leaned in slowly, opened their mouths, closed their eyes, and took 
charge of the situation. 
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*************** 1hr. goes by*****************

	There we go. The tape is over. Okay. Scully! It didn't work. 
The hot blonde babe didn't work. What am I gonna do now? All I think about 
is the redhead, which brings me to Scully...her death look. Damn, 
whenever she looks at me with those eyes of hers, I get chills. More 
like erection. And when she puts me down, that's heaven for me. Am I...? 
No, it can't be. I can't fall in love with her. But that's the only 
reasonable explanation why my life completely revolves and depends on 
her. That's not true. My life doesn't depend on her. Just because I got 
jealous of my neighbor that...Mr. Padjett guy, and because she was 
super jealous and screaming inside when I kissed Phoebe...or Diana...
or Detective White....doesn't mean she likes me. No, or maybe she does...
no! This can't be! Wait it can't--I'm not gay. I have the right to be 
physically, emotionally, and erectionally connected to Scully. I can't 
get her, her eyes, her hair, her body, I can't get her out of my head! 
I can't live like this anymore. (He exits the apartment.) 

 

	There was a knock on the door while Scully was entertained 
reading her Cosmopolitan magazine. She heard the knock hid it under the 
cushon. She got up to get it. When she opened Mulder was on the other 
side. 
	"Mulder what are you doing here? It's late." She asked. Mulder 
just walked in and took off his jacket. 
	"Scully, I seriously need to talk to you. I have this problem 
and I don't know how to end it." 
	"Well what is it?" she aided. He just stared into space for a 
minute.  He kicked out of his trance with an idea. He knew it 
woulden't work with Scully, but he had nothing to lose for trying. 
	"Listen Scully, I have this guy friend." 
	"Oh God. Mulder are you here to tell me you're gay?" 
	"NO! Let me finish." He pleaded. Scully took a deep breath as 
he continued. 
	"My friend likes this woman. She's immensely beautiful and he 
dosen't know how to tell her he loves her." He explained. She got up 
and paed around the room. 
	"Sounds to me like you've got the problem." She implied.  
	"Why me Scully?" he questioned. She stared into his eyes. 
	"You have the problem, Mulder. I can see it in your eyes. I 
might know you better than I know myself." He looked down in his feet's 
direction. Erection as we know it was at it's max! 
	"Well, yeah." He finally said. 
	"Tell me all about it." She pleaded. They sat down on the sofa 
and he came closer to her. He gave her a soft, passionate kiss on he 
lips which she didn't dare to retract from. They paced the kiss but it 
became more intense as they spent more time with their lips pressed a
gainst the other. When they separated, they breathed heavily as if 
reecuperating from a phase of almost drowning. 
	"What?" mentioned Scully in amzement. 
	"I think I just ended my fixation for you." Mulder looked at 
her in a strange way. 
	"Fixation? What the hell is that?" 
	"I've been wanting to kiss you for the longest time but I never 
got the nerve." They stared at each other once again and coulden't 
resist the temptation of savoring their lips again. They moved in 
closer and opened their mouths to welcome each other in. They layed 
down and spent the night together. As he made love to her he thought: 
 

END