CHAPTER 1: My fox
Mulder walked into his basement office to find Scully on the phone. "Yeah, I have him right here." She said before giving him the phone. "Someone from Alabama…"
"Mulder speaking...Oh, Uncle Albus. I'm sorry, I broke my phone a while back. No, no, I don't...I know...but...I mean...yeah. But you know, I'm an FBI agent. Work is always crazy so I kinda...sorry Al...okay...of course I have...I know. I will. I promise. Okay. See you soon. Bye bye."
Mulder sighed, hung up the phone, and looked patiently at Scully. She was writing something and, as usual, completely uninterested in him. However, she did appear to feel him staring at her.
"Spit it out, Mulder."
"Just look how beautiful you are."
Scully put her pen down and looked at him doubtfully. "Cut the crap, Mulder. I don't have time for...whatever you're trying to do." "Oh, come on, Scully! You were so quiet this morning. I think you're the one that really has something to say". He told her as he sat down. She sighed.
"Sorry. I guess I just didn't sleep very well last night."
"Nightmare or bad guys?"
"No...it's...look, sometimes people just can't sleep. I don't know...maybe I've been lonely lately…" She didn't know why she told him that. "Anyway, what's your problem?"
"It's not a big deal. You know, my Uncle Albus is turning 90 so he wanted me to come down on Christmas to celebrate with my girlfriend-or, better yet, my fiancée."
"I've never even see you go on a date. Where the hell did this fiancée come from?"
"Actually, I was wondering if you wanted to help me with that. You know...you and me, Alabama…"
"No. No, no, no. Do you honestly think I would do something like that?"
"Oh, c'mon, Scully, please, I'm begging you. Afterwards, I'll tell him that I'm an asshole and you dumped me. Please, Scully. You wouldn't want to break my uncles heart, would you? Where are you going?" He asked as she headed towards the door.
"I'm going to do the autopsy that Skinner asked for." She replied as she opened his office door. "If you care that much about what your uncle thinks of you, then you better get yourself a real fiancée."
"So, is that a yes or a no?"
He was confused when she left him with nothing more than a smirk. That was made his day longer than he could think. He didn't have another chance to convince Scully because she was too busy. He came back home after work with a little nervous. So with a sigh, he flopped down on his couch. He'd known for a long time that she, Scully, was the one that he's been looking for. He wanted her to be his so badly, to make her happy, but his past kept holding him back. He stepped into his bedroom, grabbed his photo album, and stared at an old picture of a boy in a fox mask kissing a girl in a sheep mask. They were so young, so wild and passionate. He touched his finger to the photo, and all the memories came rushing back…
It was 1978…
He was visiting his uncle in Alabama. After some digging, he found out that Albus held a masquerade ball every year before Christmas. Curiosity got the best of him so he decided to attend. His uncle was not very happy that he chose to wear a fox mask-because of his freaky first name-but couldn't do anything about it. Mulder was Uncle Albus's golden boy.
The music, the lighting, and all the masks gave the air a cozy feeling. But he quickly got fed up with his uncle's friends' story about some stupid guy named Carter so he decided to go off on his own. When he did, he saw a little girl in a sheep mask talking to a princess and a cat. He couldn't see her face but something about her made him dizzy. She had a petite frame, small hands-so soft each time she touched her chin-and lips that were so beautiful and sweet.
He didn't know why, but he really wanted to know more about her. So, without thinking, he went up to her. The three girls stopped talking and giggling when he arrived. But he quickly became tongue tied.
"Going for a hunt, Mr. Fox?" The cat girl asked in a flirty tone. They continued giggling.
"I wonder...you know...maybe you want to dance...with me?"
"You mean the three of us with you? I don't think you can handle all of us!" The princess girl teased.
"Jesus, Beth…" The sheep girl said finally.
"I meant just you...actually." He specified.
"Easy boy, you want our little sunshine?" The cat said. "Don't even try. It'll be way too dangerous." His sheep girl laughed and gave her a look. Then she took his hand. He could feel the electricity of her touch and wondered if she could feel it too. They moved slowly under the moonlight. He found himself drowning in her eyes. After the dance, they confided a lot to each other. She told him about her school, life, future plans, and her dream to have a family and a house with a white picket fence where she and her husband would plant a bunch of English roses. They talked a lot, but she made a rule that it couldn't be anything too personal. So, even today, Mulder didn't know her true identity.
At the end of the party they accidentally stood under the mistletoe. Of course the others warned them not to break tradition. "May I?" He asked to make sure that she didn't feel uncomfortable. She nodded slightly. He leaned down, and their lips met. First it was only a gentle kiss, but then he couldn't stop his desire. He kissed her harder, more passionately. She felt strange at first, but the softness and sweetness of his lips melted her inhibitions. She kissed him back. The kiss was longer than everyone expected. They only pulled away after the princess girl shouted: "Gotcha!"
"Beth!" She shouted as she realized that their kiss had been forever immortalized in a picture. Her friend giggled and gave her the photo.
"Here, I believe this is yours!"
After that he wanted to walk her home, but she said she didn't live here. She was just visiting her cousins. "I'll walk you to your cousins' house then." He said. She nodded after seeing his determination. They walked silently under the moonlight. He wanted so badly to ask her her real name and how he could keep in touch with her, but a rule is a rule. He couldn't break it. She stopped when they reached a bridge.
"That's far enough. You should go home. I can take care of myself from here."
"But I want to walk you…" He shut up when she pressed her lips against his. Though, she didn't quite know why she did it.
"Goodnight, my fox! Keep the mystery alive! I hope that someday we'll find each other!" Then she turned to leave, but Mulder grabbed her wrist.
"At least give me your name!" She laughed.
"How about a bet?"
"I'm sorry?"
"If you find out who I am without following me tonight, I'll do anything you want."
"Really? Anything?"
"Swear." She crossed her heart.
"Deal."
"Deal."
"And...if I find you, I swear I'll marry you!"
"Okay. Good luck, Fox!" She smiled and turned her back to him.
"Hey, wait!" He gave her his necklace. "Take this as my promise to marry you. I don't want to marry anyone else."
"We had a deal...there's no need to do that…"
"No, I really want you to have it! Please?"
"You know, Fox, you're only eighteen and I'm fourteen. Don't make promises you can't keep. People change all the time!" Then she gave him that lengendary photo with a beautiful smile.
"I'm not people. I'm your fox! I'll never break my vow!"
Mulder cursed himself. "Damn it, Mulder! Let it go! It was just a stupid, childish thing! You have Scully!" Then he closed his eyes. That night in his dream he heard the music and saw the petite girl on the bridge in the moonlight.
A/N: Thank you for reading my story and sorry for my bad English. It's not my first language so I believe that there remains several mistakes.
Big thank and hug to Missmerrymak for your beta!
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