Setting: Season 7, after 6th Extinction
Rating: Mature, due to sexual content.
Story type: AU, MSR
Spoilers: Genderbender
Author's notes, PLEASE READ: Okay, l have to explain this one. It is a continuation of my story 'So Cold' (an AU version of 6th Extinction) but it is a completely different story, which is why I didn't just attach it as more chapters of the previous story. I think you can get the background you need from this story, but if there is any question, you can go back and read 'So Cold' (shameless plug, I know).
Anywho, this one is more light-hearted and just…plain…steamy. Yeah, I was in the mood for some hot, sexy, Mulder-Scully smut, so without further ado…
Wild One
Chapter 1
Part 1.
Scully stared at the contents of the manila envelope in front of her, examining them once again in order to commit the details to memory. Then she got busy gathering the belongings she would need to take with her. In a duffle bag, she placed several items of clothing, cosmetics, and a fake ID.
She had waited for Mulder to leave this morning before making preparations. He had been staying at her apartment since her kidnapping by the cigarette-smoking man, although not in the same bed. They had not ventured into that territory, and she was not sure when it would happen, if ever. They both respected each other so much, and neither of them wanted to destroy the relationship that had taken six years to develop.
But they had also shared their first kiss last week, and it was going to be hard to keep things from escalating from now on. Although they had refrained from stepping things up so far, their physical contact had become more frequent, more intimate. They regularly made skin on skin contact while talking, and their faces were always close together while discussing even the most mundane of matters, as if they were preparing for just the right trigger for their lips to lock once again.
It was almost unbearable to Scully, and she was absolutely sure it was driving Mulder crazy as well. But they could not force themselves to part, not even to sleep in their separate residences, even to ease this much tension. Scully was trying to take her mind off it by focusing on the task at hand.
She loaded up the duffle bag and carried it down to the trunk of her car. Mulder could not know that it was in there.
Part 2.
Scully entered the basement office to find Mulder drooling over a new case. He brightened when she entered the room. "Hey Scully, you remember that case we had six years ago involving a member of 'the Kindred'?"
She stepped in closer to him, knowing exactly where this was going and what she had to do. "How could I forget? Brother Martin—the man-slash-woman who secreted sex pheromones and poisoned people while doing—what did you call it—the Wild Thing?"
"Yeah, and as I recall, one of their members almost got you in the sack as well."
She rolled her eyes up to the ceiling and sighed. "Do we have to bring that up? The last thing I need right now…"
"Yeah, yeah. I'm sorry," he said, and got up from his desk to face her. He placed his hand on her arm. "I know this thing with cigarette-man is still bothering you." She smiled at his sensitivity. "The reason I bring it up is that it's happening again. There have been four suspected murder victims recently in this area—and all of them frequented clubs right before their deaths. Two of the victims were women, and two were men. Now, the M.O. looks similar—one man left with a stripper and was found dead after having sex in his apartment. Security video footage shows that he entered his apartment building with a woman, but the only person who left the building that night was a man."
She waited for him to finish before breaking the news to him. "That's all very interesting Mulder, but I can't help you with this case."
His face fell, and she detected a hint of anger. "Why not, Scully?"
"Because I've been assigned to another case, by Skinner."
He paused, taking in what she had just said. "What kind of case? And why you, but not me?"
She hesitated before answering. "I can't tell you, Mulder—for security reasons. It's sensitive."
She waited for what seemed like an eternity for his reaction. Finally, he brushed past her as he said, "Fine. I'll work on it alone."
"Mulder…" But it was no use. He was already out the door.
Part 3.
Scully still remembered the meeting between her and Assistant Director Skinner when he assigned her the case. His face was full of concern. "At first I was hesitant to even ask you to take this case, Agent Scully. Do you really think you can handle it right now? I mean, with everything that happened with you and cancer-man, I'm not sure I shouldn't just get somebody else…"
"No, Sir. I can handle it. Besides, I'm…I'm definitely the best person to take it. It's clearly in my area of expertise, and I am familiar with many of the aspects of this case." Seeing that he wasn't entirely convinced, she said, "Please, let me take it, Sir. I need the work, to get my mind off what happened."
Searching her face to see if there were any signs of doubt, but not finding any, he conceded, saying, "Okay. But not a word to Mulder about it. I know it's going to be hard, but you have to refrain from revealing any of the details to him."
She knew exactly how difficult it was going to be, keeping this a secret from Mulder. Still, she said, "Understood, Sir."