*Title: 3 and 1/2 Day Itch
*Category: MSR, Angst, some humor too
*Rating: PG13
*Spoilers: Pilot, Ice, Our Town, Darkness Falls, Anasazi, Quagmire
*Timeline: sometime after Quagmire but before the TalithaCumi/Herrenvolk cliffhanger
*Thank you's: To Gabe for continually watching the X-Files dvd's with me and still not getting jealous/annoyed anytime I feel like randomly discussing the beauty that is Fox Mulder. To Joe for being my fanfiction buddy and always letting me toss ideas around no matter what hour of the night it is...maybe there'll be ice cream in this one too...uhmmm yeah did you get that memo?
*Author's notes: In my last story (which I promise to finish soon!) I told my little tale of being a long time X-Files fan since 1993 so I won't bother you with that again. This is a quirky little idea I thought of once late night when I had a pretty bad feaver (granted not the chicken pox, but it'll do for inspiration). I hope you enjoy it!!
*****Additional Note: I am starting an X-Files fanfiction page of my own in the very near future (so that's what I've been doing instead of writing they say). The address will be http://www.geocities.com/bohemian_songstress/index.html if you have trouble finding my updates on fanfiction.net please feel free to check my site (it should be up by August 6th) or email me at pandora1251@yahoo.com
If Fox Mulder had been given his pick of the most horrible mutants he'd encountered over the years, he would've chosen any of them to his present assignment. As he and Dana Scully walked back to their basement office after a meeting with A.D. Skinner, Mulder was trying to decide if a prehistoric ice worm would been better than a town full of cannibals. It was almost as hard as trying to decide whether he was more frustrated at himself for falling alseep during a recent crop circle stakeout and repeating Scully's name in his sleep or at Skinner for bestowing such a wonderful new assignment on them.
"Why me Scully?" Mulder asked his partner as they got on the elevator heading towards the basement of the FBI building.
"It's one day Mulder, I'm sure you'll live," Scully answered patting him on the shoulder. "Besides, I'll be there to protect you."
"Skinner hates me doesn't he?" Mulder muttered.
"First of all," Scully said leaning against the wall of the elevator. "If he hates anyone, it's both of us, not just you. Secondly, I really don't think taking one day to speak to some elementary school kids is going to ruin any long term case plans we didn't have."
"This is an assignment you send someone fresh out of the academy on," Mulder quipped as he opened the office door for Scully. "I think we definately have our hands full down here."
"Well I think we're just going to have to deal with it," Scully said sitting down at Mulder's desk. "It can't be any worse than our last assignment."
Mulder felt his heart skip a beat. 'Here it comes,' he thought and silently prayed that she wouldn't give him too much grief.
"I don't think I've ever gotten more mosquito bites in my life," Scully said rolling up a sleeve to show her partner the small red welts up going up her arms. Mulder chuckled to himself remembering the mosquito bites Scully had obtained on their first case.
"You really do have a habit of getting bitten," Mulder said smiling.
"Yeah," Scully said wondering what private joke had her partner so amused. "And you never seem to get bitten even once. Do you have some secret stash of bug spray you're not telling me about?"
"No, I'm just too sweet for bugs to bite," Mulder smirked.
"You're too something, but I don't know if sweet is the word I'd use," muttered Scully.
"Want to elaborate on that?" Mulder asked enjoying today's battle of wits with Scully more than usual. Noticing that she was scratching her arm he then said, "You know scratching's only going to make it worse."
"I know," Scully sighed. "It's just an annoyance, like the second time I had the chicken pox."
"You had the chicken pox twice?" Mulder asked in amazement.
"Unfortunately, once when Bill had them and then again when Charlie had them," Scully replied trying to ignore her mosquito bites.
"Wow," Mulder said. "I haven't even had them once. Should I be jealous?"
To this Scully merely raised an eyebrow at her partner. "Not unless you have a thing for oatmeal baths."
Mulder paused a moment to consider, "Nah, it sounds like you've had enough of that for both of us."
*Stay Tuned for Chapter 2*
*Category: MSR, Angst, some humor too
*Rating: PG13
*Spoilers: Pilot, Ice, Our Town, Darkness Falls, Anasazi, Quagmire
*Timeline: sometime after Quagmire but before the TalithaCumi/Herrenvolk cliffhanger
*Thank you's: To Gabe for continually watching the X-Files dvd's with me and still not getting jealous/annoyed anytime I feel like randomly discussing the beauty that is Fox Mulder. To Joe for being my fanfiction buddy and always letting me toss ideas around no matter what hour of the night it is...maybe there'll be ice cream in this one too...uhmmm yeah did you get that memo?
*Author's notes: In my last story (which I promise to finish soon!) I told my little tale of being a long time X-Files fan since 1993 so I won't bother you with that again. This is a quirky little idea I thought of once late night when I had a pretty bad feaver (granted not the chicken pox, but it'll do for inspiration). I hope you enjoy it!!
*****Additional Note: I am starting an X-Files fanfiction page of my own in the very near future (so that's what I've been doing instead of writing they say). The address will be http://www.geocities.com/bohemian_songstress/index.html if you have trouble finding my updates on fanfiction.net please feel free to check my site (it should be up by August 6th) or email me at pandora1251@yahoo.com
If Fox Mulder had been given his pick of the most horrible mutants he'd encountered over the years, he would've chosen any of them to his present assignment. As he and Dana Scully walked back to their basement office after a meeting with A.D. Skinner, Mulder was trying to decide if a prehistoric ice worm would been better than a town full of cannibals. It was almost as hard as trying to decide whether he was more frustrated at himself for falling alseep during a recent crop circle stakeout and repeating Scully's name in his sleep or at Skinner for bestowing such a wonderful new assignment on them.
"Why me Scully?" Mulder asked his partner as they got on the elevator heading towards the basement of the FBI building.
"It's one day Mulder, I'm sure you'll live," Scully answered patting him on the shoulder. "Besides, I'll be there to protect you."
"Skinner hates me doesn't he?" Mulder muttered.
"First of all," Scully said leaning against the wall of the elevator. "If he hates anyone, it's both of us, not just you. Secondly, I really don't think taking one day to speak to some elementary school kids is going to ruin any long term case plans we didn't have."
"This is an assignment you send someone fresh out of the academy on," Mulder quipped as he opened the office door for Scully. "I think we definately have our hands full down here."
"Well I think we're just going to have to deal with it," Scully said sitting down at Mulder's desk. "It can't be any worse than our last assignment."
Mulder felt his heart skip a beat. 'Here it comes,' he thought and silently prayed that she wouldn't give him too much grief.
"I don't think I've ever gotten more mosquito bites in my life," Scully said rolling up a sleeve to show her partner the small red welts up going up her arms. Mulder chuckled to himself remembering the mosquito bites Scully had obtained on their first case.
"You really do have a habit of getting bitten," Mulder said smiling.
"Yeah," Scully said wondering what private joke had her partner so amused. "And you never seem to get bitten even once. Do you have some secret stash of bug spray you're not telling me about?"
"No, I'm just too sweet for bugs to bite," Mulder smirked.
"You're too something, but I don't know if sweet is the word I'd use," muttered Scully.
"Want to elaborate on that?" Mulder asked enjoying today's battle of wits with Scully more than usual. Noticing that she was scratching her arm he then said, "You know scratching's only going to make it worse."
"I know," Scully sighed. "It's just an annoyance, like the second time I had the chicken pox."
"You had the chicken pox twice?" Mulder asked in amazement.
"Unfortunately, once when Bill had them and then again when Charlie had them," Scully replied trying to ignore her mosquito bites.
"Wow," Mulder said. "I haven't even had them once. Should I be jealous?"
To this Scully merely raised an eyebrow at her partner. "Not unless you have a thing for oatmeal baths."
Mulder paused a moment to consider, "Nah, it sounds like you've had enough of that for both of us."
*Stay Tuned for Chapter 2*
