Title: Ghosts
Author: Dandilions
Email:  dandilionslash@yahoo.com
Rating: NC-17
Classification: Story, Romance, Scully Slash
Spoilers: None
Summary:  Scully meets some new friends :o)
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 Five


The night was hot and humid. The apartment was a short walk from the bar.
They walked most of the way in silence. None of them knowing what to say.
The apartment itself was large and airy. John opened the doors and made his
way out onto the small veranda.

"This is lovely John" Scully said as she looked out over the trees into the
park.

"Thanks. I like it. It's taken me long enough to get it like this. Meg will
vouch for that. Actually she's done most of the painting and decorating in
here for me - I'm too lazy to ever get round to doing it. I start but don't
ever finish."

Scully turned to look at Meg. As she did so she was handed a glass of wine.
"Thankyou. You've done a good job Meg."

"Oh shit." John looked around him.  "I just remembered, I left my bag
behind the bar. I knew I would forget it." John looked at both of them.
"I'll run back and get it. I won't be more than two minutes." He put his
glass down and left.

Standing in silence the two women looked out over the park.

"Are you OK now Dana? You looked upset in the bar." Scully felt Meg's hand
run across her shoulders and massage her neck briefly. She felt a shiver
run down her spine.

She tried to catch her breath.

"I ... I'm fine. Really. I'm fine."

Scully wanted to know what Meg was thinking. What was going through this
woman's head right now? Was this all a ploy to get her? She didn't think
so. For some reason she trusted them both. Meg and John. Why, she didn't
know. She had only met them in the past half an hour but for some reason
she felt safe. She felt like she could be herself with them. It worried her
that even she didn't know who that was though.

"What did John say to you? Back in the bar I mean. Sometimes subtlety is
not his strong point."

Scully turned, her back now against the railing and cradled her wine glass
in her hands, looking into it as she swirled the champagne coloured liquid
slowly around.

"It wasn't what he said that upset me Meg. It's me. I've got a lot of
things going on in my head right now and I guess John just hit on a nerve
or something. I don't know. Please don't think that I am always like this.
I'm not. In fact I can't remember ever being like this before."

Meg turned her head to look at Scully. "It's fine Dana. I was just worried
about you, you look sad and I know I would sound too much like a new age
hippie if I said you looked like a troubled soul so I won't say that - even
though you do."

She smiled at Scully as she gently rubbed her bare arm, her fingers edging
their way under the sleeve of Scully's T-shirt.

Not for the first time in the last couple of minutes Scully felt her breath
catch in her throat as she felt Meg's hand against her skin. She also felt
her cheeks redden again.

"You can stay here for as long or as short a time as you want too tonight.
There's no pressure. We don't expect anything of you and I hope you don't
expect anything of us. We often just sit out here on nights like this and
try to cool down and relax."

Scully patted Meg's arm and then ran her hand up it. She smiled at her.
"Thankyou. That sounds like a nice idea, the best idea I've heard in a long
time. It's very peaceful out here actually."

They looked at each other, their eyes making contact. Each of their hands
now resting on the other's arms. Scully could feel her heartbeat quicken to
a ridiculous rate and wondered what Meg's was doing right now.

Meg was the first to move her hand. She slowly and, Scully thought,
begrudingly slid her hand back down her arm. Her fingers leaving a trail of
fire on Scully's skin. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up
and wasn't sure what to do. She knew what she wanted to do but that was
something that she couldn't do right now. Could she? She didn't have the
nerve for that. What if she was reading this situation completely wrong?
That would be all she needed, to be rejected by this stunning woman in a
vain attempt at coming out to herself. Scully knew that she wouldn't be
able to handle that right now.

She suddenly became aware of a spreading dampness between her legs and
shifted her weight slightly. As she did so she quickly moved her hand to
Meg's face and lightly brushed her cheek with her fingertips. She watched
Meg's reaction, their eyes still locked together and was relieved to not
feel her flinch away from her touch.

'Just relax Scully. You already know she is interested in you. Now all
you've got to do is decide if this is exactly what you want to do. Make
sure you are not doing this in a vain attempt to get rid of this constant
feeling of frustration you have been suffering. Mind you, even if this is
only going to be a one night stand you could do a lot worse. NO.'

She didn't want that. She knew right now that she wanted Meg but she didn't
want this to be just another one night stand. She could hardly say that she
wanted to spend the rest of her life with her either, she had only just met
her. She didn't even know her surname. But she didn't want this to be a
quick fuck. Not this time. It couldn't be - for her own sanity it couldn't
be.

Her phone rang.

Scully felt like she jumped a foot into the air. She smiled apologetically
at Meg and went back inside to answer it.

She pulled it out of her pocket and turned to watch Meg as she answered.

"Scully"

"Scully where are you?"

"I could ask you the same question Mulder, or even better where *were* you?
But to be quite honest I don't give a shit where you were, or are right
now."

"Scully don't be like that. I got waylaid slightly. I'm here now. You can't
be far away they said you only left a few minutes ago."

"No Mulder. I'm not coming back down there. I sat in that bar for an hour
waiting for you at a time *you* specified. You are already on my shitlist
Mulder and you just added to that."

She didn't want to feel angry. She didn't want what she was feeling just a
second ago to disappear. She looked out at Meg. She had her back to her and
was looking out over the park, leaning down on the railings her arms out in
front of her swirling her wine the way Scully had a few minutes ago.

Scully started to walk slowly towards her.

"What can I say? I'm sorry. I'll tell you about it over dinner. I take it
you didn't get any better offers because you didn't call me. Actualy that's
why I was late, I was giving you more of an opportunity to call me to tell
me we didn't have a date tonight." She could hear him grinning.

Scully reached out and ran her hand up Meg's back. She was aware of how
very close she was standing to this woman. She was also aware that the
feelings she had had just a moment ago had definately not disappeared.

She took a deep breath as she felt Meg lean back slightly, her bum pushing
gently against the top of Scully's legs.

"Mulder there is no argument and there was no date. I am not coming down
there to meet you so you will have to go and find a video store somewhere
and amuse yourself for the night. And as for tomorrow let's just use that
well used phrase - don't call me, I'll call you."

She took a tiny step forward so Meg was pushed harder against her, her hand
gently rubbing her shoulder and neck. She audibly gasped as she felt Meg
turn her head and gently kiss her fingers. She pulled them back like she
had been burned before slowly carrying on with the gentle rubbing of her
back. She could feel her bra strap beneath her fingers and wanted
desperately to do something about it.

She could hear Mulder's voice in the background, she wasn't aware of what
he was saying.

"Mulder. I've finished what I have to say. I'll see you on Monday in the
office. Please don't call me again."

She could just about hear his voice calling for her to not hang up as she
did just that. She didn't want to move but she didn't want to carry on
holding this phone either. She needed both hands right now.

Turning slightly she threw the phone through the door and watched as it
landed on the sofa before bouncing off and landing on the floor. It wasn't
important. She would be very very fucked off with Mulder if he called her
back though.

She turned back and as she did so she felt Meg move, turning around to face
her. They were now standing toe to toe. Meg was a good 6 inches taller than
Scully and unless Scully looked up she was looking directly at her lips.

Oh God she wanted to kiss her. She really did want to. This was nothing to
do with anything else in her life. She just wanted to feel her own lips
against Meg's. She couldn't take her eyes off of those lips. So full and so
.. so ...

Her voice was just a whisper. "Meg .... I .... I." As she spoke she leaned
closer and closed her eyes just as their lips met. Scully could feel her
knees threatening to buckle under her. Oh God she wanted Meg so much. She
wanted to feel her hands on her and also to feel her under her own fingers.
She wanted to be inside her, to feel if she was as wet as she was right
now. She wanted to. She needed to.

The kiss was gentle and tender. Scully felt Meg's hand run up her back and
hold her close, her own hands did the same. It was slow and searching.
Neither of them wanting it to end but neither sure of the other's reaction.
They slowly broke away from each other and stood there, their lips so close
they could kiss again without moving.

"Dana" Meg's voice was barely audible and what Scully could hear was a
husky version of what she had heard earlier. "Oh God Scully, are you sure
.... I mean is this..."

She couldn't finish her question because Scully decided to answer it for
her in the best way she knew how. She leaned forward and pressed her lips
to Meg's again. This time she let her feelings through. As she ran her
fingers into Meg's hair she felt her lips part and for the first time in
her life it felt natural and right for her tongue to explore someone else.

Scully didn't know how long the kiss had lasted. She did know that she
didn't want it to end. She felt Meg pulling away slightly and she moved
forward again, pulling her back into the kiss. She slid her tongue back
into her mouth a slow gentle motion that consisted of both of them working
in unison. Again the kiss reached a passionate high that had Scully gasping
for air. Her chest felt so tight she didn't think she would be able to
breath again.

She opened her eyes and they flew apart as they heard the key in the door.
They both stood looking at each other, their faces flushed and their hearts
racing. Meg turned and picked up her wine glass and resumed her position
over the railings with her back to the room. Scully picked hers up and took
a sip - she noticed that her hand was shaking uncontrollably. She also knew
that her breathing could quite easily be described as laboured right now.
She took a deep breath and tried to control herself.

"Hello girls. Did I miss much?"

John called out from inside the apartment as he put his briefcase on the
sofa and poured himself some wine into a glass.

"You've already got some wine out here John" Scully said as she held his
glass up and held it out to him. Her voice was shaky.

"Oh don't worry - it's probably all evaporated in this heat anyway." He
came out and joined them on the porch. "So. Did I miss anything?" He looked
at both of them.

Scully looked down at the ground wishing that Meg would turn around and get
her out of this. Would she take it the wrong way if she said that he hadn't
missed anything at all, or would she get upset if Scully told John what had
just happened?

"No, nothing much. Oh me and Meg made mad passionate love out here in full
view of the park but apart from that, nothing."

It suddenly occurred to Scully that they had been in full view of the park
but right now that seemed to be the least of her worries. Like John had
said earlier, people were a lot more accepting of this these days.

"Well it wouldn't be the first time they had seen something like that in
this town." He grinned. "So what are our plans then? Just a relaxing drink
and a chat or do you fancy doing something more outrageous? It's entirely
up to you two, I'm easy."

"I think we should just sit out here and enjoy ourselves" said Meg.

"Oh, you are still with us then Megan. I thought you had got lost in your
own thoughts again."

She turned and smiled at him.

'God she is beautiful'

What was left of the sun and the lights from the park below shone on her
dark hair. It was short and what Scully called floppy. It had a natural
tousled look but not messy by any means, it was just naturally natural if
that made any sense. Scully wanted to run her fingers through it again and
feel it, to push that stray strand off her forehead. She drank the last of
her wine.

"Oh here, let me fill that for you. I've put the bottle in the fridge now
otherwise it will just get as hot as it is out here."

'If you only knew *how* hot that was John you wouldn't pick the bottle up.'

"Meg. Refill?" She nodded and knocked back the last of her wine before
handing him the glass.

He took both and went back into the apartment.

Meg looked at Scully.

"Dana, I'm sorry." She hung her head. With two steps Scully was in front of
her. She gently placed her finger under her chin and lifted it so she could
look into her eyes.

'Oh god those eyes!'

"Why are you sorry? Didn't you want that to happen? Meg. Please. Talk to
me. This is all new to me and all I know right now is that I want to do
that again and again and again. If we never moved from this place it would
be too soon."

"Dana you don't know me and I don't know you. It's just that" she took a
deep breath. "Oh God, I don't know. Of course I wanted to do that. I wanted
to do that to you in the bar the minute you walked in. I watched you for
about half an hour before I came and spoke to you. You will never know how
many times I started to come over to you before backing out."

She looked at Scully and put her hand on her cheek, her thumb gently
tracing the outline of Scully's beautiful, full lips. She leaned forward
and gently kissed them.

"Please don't think I didn't want that to happen. I'm just worried about
you that's all."

Scully pulled her close. "Don't worry about me Meg. I don't want someone to
worry about me, I want someone to hold and who will hold me. Please do that
Meg. Even if it is just for now, just for a second."

Meg wrapped her arms around Scully and pulled her into her. She gently
rubbed the base of her neck as she rested her cheek on the top of Scully's
head, her red hair gently tickling her face but not so much that she
thought she would ever want to move again.

Scully closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She breathed in Meg's smell.
She could smell the smoke and beer from the bar mostly but underneath that
she could smell her perfume. It made her heady. A mixture of flowers and
water - nothing too much but the affect it was having on Scully was making
her head spin. This was what she wanted. What she needed. Someone who
wanted to hold her.

She felt Meg smile and guessed that John was standing behind them.

"Well girls, I thought you were joking when you told me what you had done
while I was out. Obviously not."

They pulled apart and took the glasses from him. Scully leaned against Meg
as she stood by the railings just wanting to be close, wanting to have some
sort of contact with her.

'God I want to hold her. I want to take her clothes off and finish what we
started. Dana Katherine Scully you need to slow yourself down. But Sunday.
What's today? Thursday?'

Her mind raced. A thousand things running through it and she didn't know
quite where to start to even begin deciphering it all. Right now none of it
seemed important apart from that one fact that kept running through all of
her thoughts - Sunday.

They sat outside for what seemed like an eternity. Drinking wine and
laughing. Crying at one point - well Scully anyway. Another good reason not
to drink she thought to herself. She kept catching Meg's eye and every time
they looked at each other or the slightest touch passed between them Scully
felt her stomach leap and her heart beat quicken.

A few times John left to refill their glasses and they took those
opportunities to renew each other's belief in the other and their
willingness for this to go further. Their lips finding each other within
seconds of him leaving.

"You know you don't have to do that behind my back" He called out from the
kitchen. "I do know what you're doing." They both smiled, their lips still
locked together.

"Yeah but we don't want to make you jealous darling." Meg called back.
Kissing Scully again before leaning back to listen to his response.

"Ha! Me jealous? I could go and get any one of a hundred young boys and
bring them back here but I have a feeling that Miss Dana Scully here would
haul me into her precinct back in Washington and lock me up forever." He
came back out. "You are a police woman aren't you Dana?"

She laughed and shook her head. For some reason she found it very amusing
that he thought she was in the force. "No. I told you I'm not and I promise
I wasn't lying."

"So come on then, we've told you about us and you have told us hardly
anything about yourself. I think it's about time you told us what it is you
do even if it is a boring office job."

Scully took a deep breath. This was the part she hated. She hated it so
much. It always turned things around and changed people's opinions of her.

She reached into the back pocket of her jeans and pulled out her badge. She
threw it over to John and leaned her head back against the wall behind her.
She closed her eyes. Her head was spinning from the wine and the heat but
mostly from Meg's closeness. She reached out and laid her hand on her leg,
rubbing it gently. They were all sitting on the floor now. The chairs had
been tried earlier, but like all good drinking sessions they were soon
discarded for the far more reliable solid surface of the floor. It seemed
cooler there anyway.

He whistled. "Hooo Meg. It seems you just caught yourself a Special Agent."

She heard John throw the badge over to Meg who caught it with the hand that
wasn't entwined with her own.

Scully swallowed. She might just as well get up and leave now. It often
felt like telling people you were an Agent was about as popular as telling
a group of people in a jacuzzi that you've got leprosy.

She felt Meg squeeze her hand and she opened one eye to look at her.

"Special Agent Dana Scully huh?" Meg was still looking at her badge. "Well
they certainly got the special bit right didn't they?"

Meg leaned across and kissed Scully. Her head was still back against the
wall so she couldn't move back to look in her eyes. She was also acutely
aware that John was sitting across from them watching all of this. She had
never kissed anyone in front of someone else before and this ... this ...
'Oh fuck it.'

She entwined her fingers in the hair at the back of Meg's neck and pulled
her in for a deep kiss. Their tongues floating across each other, their
mouths working in unison in order to allow the other access inside. God she
wanted to be so deep inside her right now. She wanted to explore every part
of this woman she had met just a few hours ago.

Scully pushed her tongue further wanting to explore more. Each time they
had kissed Scully had become more adventurous. She didn't know if she was a
good kisser or not, all she knew was that this was the best feeling she had
known in a very long time and Meg didn't seem to be complaining. After a
few minutes of a very heated, very intense kiss Scully realised that Meg
had somehow manouevred herself between her legs. Her legs were still bent
up and Meg was half laying between them. The damp patch there had been
growing increasingly all night and right now she thought she might as well
just take her jeans off and hang them out to dry. Feeling Meg so close to
her there where she wanted her was the most unbelievable feeling Scully had
known. Her head was spinning - yes the wine had something to do with it,
but this is what she had really wanted all of her life and just had never
admitted.

"I think I'll get going to bed. Ummm, don't let me interrupt you two will
you? Oh and Meg, you were right. I am jealous. You two enjoy yourselves and
you know you are welcome to stay the night. There is a spare double bed if
you can drag yourselves in there and ... Why am I bothering? I don't think
you two can hear or see anything other than yourselves right now."

He smiled as he walked back inside shaking his head.

Scully realised that there was a deeper intensity and a heightened passion
in their kiss now that hadn't been there before. Was it anything to do with
her being an FBI Agent? She didn't think so. It was just that both of them
had sat there for the past 4 hours touching each other when they could,
where they could, kissing each other for a couple of minutes here and there
and basically this kiss was now becoming what both of them had wanted it to
become for the entire evening. There was nothing to stop them from
stripping here and making right now. It was certainly an option that raced
through Scully's head.

"Meg" Her voice was muffled as she moved her lips slightly away from those
of her new lover. "Meg"

"No, dont' .... don't stop, please. Please don't." Meg leant in for another
kiss.

"Meg wait..." her voice was cut off by Meg's tongue as it slid back inside
her mouth. Her gasp sounding in the back of her throat. Her tongue was hot
and wet as Scully felt it slide gently along the length of her own. She
gently pushed Meg away from her.

"Meg. Wait."

"I can't Dana. I want you. I need you." She tried to kiss Scully again.

"Wait" Scully whispered. Her voice had never sounded this husky before.
"Meg I want you too. I need you like I have never needed anyone or anything
before." Scully ran her fingers through her hair. It felt like every nerve
in her body was on fire. She could hear her blood racing through her ears
and could feel her heart beat. It was so loud and so fast that she knew Meg
must be able to feel it too. She looked at this woman in her arms, wanting
to take in every feature and remember it forever.

"I don't want to stay here. I want to go back to my room. Meg, please come
with me."

Meg stood up. Her hands reaching down for Scully, pulling her up to meet
her. Their lips drawn together again like magnets. Scully felt herself
pinned against the wall, Meg's leg between her own. She bent her legs
slightly and brushed herself against Meg's thigh.

'Oh Christ I'm going to come without her even touching me'

She straightend her legs and let out a moan as Meg leaned down and kissed
her neck, nibbling the skin just below her jaw line. "I need you. I want
you. And you had better not mean your room back in Washington as I am going
to find it hard getting two steps out of this apartment let alone over the
other side of the country."

"We'll get a cab and we'll be there in 10 minutes. I can't wait much longer
either." Meg bent down and picked up Scully's badge. She threw it to her.
"Here you go Agent Scully - you might need this if I get to do what I want
to do to you tonight - I'm not sure all of it is strictly legal."


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