Title: Ghosts
Author: Dandilions
Email:  dandilionslash@yahoo.com
Rating: NC-17
Classification: Story, Romance, Scully Slash
Spoilers: None
Summary:  Mulder and Scully in LA
Comments: This is my first attempt at fan fiction/slash of any kind so
please be patient with me. Feel free to send any comments or feedback to me
at dandilionslash@yahoo.com  :o)

Archive info: Please inform/ask me before archiving anywhere other than the
scullyslash archive.

Disclaimer: Fox, Chris Carter and 1013 own all characters who appear in the
X Files. Any original characters belong to me as they live in my head and I
have just decided to let them take a trip into the big wide world.

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GHOSTS - Chapter Three

9.47am

Scully woke to a knock on the door.

"Scully, are you awake."

"No, go away."

"Scully. Look I'm sorry. So sorry I got up early and went to get you
breakfast. Let me come in."

Mulder opened the door and stood there waving the key at her. "I got a
spare key from reception. Told them that you had lost yours, oh and by the
way, if you don't find it by the time we check out you have to pay $50." He
smiled at her as he kicked the door shut and made his way over to her bed.

Scully looked at him before putting her arm over her eyes.

"Mulder. Please. I don't feel like anything to eat right now and I am also
not going to be the best company for you either. I have not forgiven you or
Skinner for sending me out here and I have just woken up from almost 14
hours of uninterrupted sleep. I am not at my cheeriest."

"Wow 14 hours Scully! Do you mean to tell me that even after I paid them,
the Dodgers *didn't* pay you a visit last night? I'll demand a refund. My
instructions were specific. 'Go in and give her the time of her life - each
and everyone of you in turn starting with my personal pick for hunk of the
month, Kevin Brown.'" He smiled as he put the bagels and coffee on the
table by the bed.

"Mulder. Please can you stop this. I am not some frustrated teenager who is
in desperate need of sexual fulfilment."

'Holy Christ, that was exactly what she felt like right now.'

"OK. I'll stop just as long as you promise me one thing."

"Anything Mulder, anything to get you to stop this. As long as it doesn't
include you slipping into bed with me right now and re-enacting whatever
crap you were watching last night."

"Couldn't do that anyway Scully I don't remember seeing any whips, buckles,
chains, horses or rubber gloves on my way in here." He pulled her arm away
from her eyes.

"All I want you to promise me is that you won't go back to Washington today
and you will try to relax a little and have some fun. You're on vacation
Agent Scully - loosen up and enjoy yourself. Here, have some coffee."

Scully sat up, pulling the covers up as she did, suddenly aware that she
was laying in bed with nothing on and Mulder was watching her. She smirked
as she thought about what Mulder would do if she pulled the covers back now
and told him to fuck her. Oh God. She shook her head and tried to rid
herself of that thought. That was definately not what she wanted right now.
It never had been - she had had her chances - plenty of them if that is
what she had wanted. It wasn't. Definately wasn't.

She took the coffee from Mulder and sipped it.

"I still haven't forgiven you Mulder and I don't know if I ever will. You
or Skinner, but I will stay here. I don't know if I will stay until Sunday
but I will stay today and see if I can find something that amuses me. That
doesn't mean I need you hanging around me all the time either. I'm sure
there are things that you could be doing that you know I wouldn't get any
enjoyment out of either so maybe we should make a deal that we will meet
for dinner tonight. I shall leave it up to you to decide where. You know my
number so call me and let me know. Right now though I would like to get up
and that is not something I wish to do with you sitting there watching me."

Mulder held up his hands in resignation. "Fine. So you're embarrassed to be
naked in front of me. I can understand that. I have high morals anyway and
wouldn't think it proper. I could of course always divert my eyes if it
will make it any easier for you, or I can just leave. Your choice."

She looked at him and rolled her eyes. "Bye Mulder. I'll see you this
evening, as long as I don't get a better offer. If I do *I'll* phone *you*.

He smiled as he stood up and leaned over planting a kiss on her forehead.
He glanced down as he did so. "Whoooo. Nice cleavage Scully - needs a bit
of a tan though." He moved quickly away, not quick enough to avoid Scully's
hand as she struck out at him. It caught him on the back of his arm and she
heard his laugh as he closed the door behind him.

She looked down at herself. He was right. It was a damn fine cleavage.
Mulder wasn't the only one who appreciated such things though.

Hoo-boy was he going to have a shock when she told him that!

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After showering and drying off Scully realised that she hadn't exactly
packed for the occassion. Of course, why would she though? She looked
through her overnight bag. Nothing but smart trousers and a couple of short
sleeved shirts. She pulled on a shirt and trousers deciding as she did that
she was not going to be able to survive in the Californian sun for 3 days
with nothing more than this to wear. There was nothing for it. She was just
going to have to go shopping. She smiled. She hated to admit it but she was
looking forward to being here with nothing to do. Her time was actually her
own for once.

She left the motel about an hour after Mulder had woken her up. She didn't
bother knocking on his door. She wanted to be on her own - to do what she
wanted. Right now it didn't matter if he decided to stay in all day or not.
This was her time.

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"Is it alright if I just keep these on? It's too hot for what I'm wearing
at the moment."

"Certainly Miss." The young girl behind the counter was polite and had been
helpful to Scully. "Would you like me to put your clothes in a bag for
you?" Scully nodded and handed them out of the changing room to her.

She breathed again and looked at herself in the mirror.

'Hooo boy'

Dammit but she felt good about herself today. She didn't know if it was the
affect of the weather and pulling on some comfortable, cool clothes or the
fact that she didn't feel tired anymore but she definately felt good today.

She ran her hands through her hair as she looked at herself and smiled. So
simple but so very effective. A white t-shirt with a pair of jeans. Had
anything ever looked any sexier on a woman before she wondered? All the
thousands of dollars you could spend on tiny dresses and immaculate suits
yet at the end of the day it was the good old, simple and comfortable
things that did it everytime. She smiled as she went out and paid.

She left the shop and walked along the street. Clothes shop after clothes
shop. She stopped and looked in the windows with no intention of going in.
She had what she wanted - a couple of pairs of jeans, some t-shirts, and at
last a smile. She stil had the same feeling but for the first time in a
long time she was starting to feel good about herself and about her life.

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