*Title: Why Is It So Hard
*Author: Juliet
*Spoilers: Beyond the Sea and Darkness Falls
*Timeline: Sometime between Beyong the Sea and The Erlenmeyer Flask
*Reviews/ Reposting: yes please on both! To contact me on either front: pandora1251@yahoo.com will do the trick. I accept all reviews, but please note that all flames will be used for the roasting of marshmallows for s'mores....mmmm s'mores....
*Disclaimer: I throw myself upon the mercy of Chris Carter and his team of television masterminds.....I am only toying with your creation as a homage to you greatness please forgive any offense I have caused thee by not bringing me up on a lawsuit...."I don't have much money but if I did, I'd buy a big house where Mulder and I could live."
*Thanks: Joe for being a great friend and talking me through writer's block at 3am; sorry for making you almost miss Law & Order those few times and yes, I will work at your ice cream store...JENGA! Gabe firstly for putting together my new computer complete with dvd player, secondly for watching hours upon hours of X-files with me once said dvd player was hooked up, thirdly for never getting too jealous when we are watching X-files and I am anamored with a shirtless or shirted (now that's a great word, shirted) Fox Mulder, fourthly for providing interest and insight into my writing even late at night when you are half asleep in the car.
*Author's Notes: I was a teenage X-files fan....ok actually when I watched the first episode of the X-files when it aired on September 10, 1993, I was a mere ten years old (actually I had just turned ten 2 and a half weeks before the pilot). But as I turned to pursuing my own acting career, I had to start taping episodes and watching them when I had rare breaks between shows. As the show turned to less Mulder and more Doggett (no offense to Doggett fans...I'm just a Fox girl!), I lost the drive to follow it faithfully. However as the last episode aired a week after my graduation, I felt a duty to watch.....and the floodgates were opened so to speak. My love for the X-files was reawakened, slowly at first but reawakened just the same. After watching the last epsiode I feltthe urge to watch the movie and the rest as they say, after I got my dvd player, was history. I've been lurking around fanfiction.net for as long as I can remember, but this is the first thing I've ever posted. So please be gentle for my first time, but let me know what you think. I am actually working on several original pieces and I use fanfiction to work through writer's block and general writing/plot construction practice so I welcome your input. Enjoy!!!
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FBI Headquarters, Washington, DC
11:43 am
"So you see Scully, the idea of the saucer shape is totally impractical for intergallactic travel, and that's why modern scientists such as the Lone Gunman choose to study the more triangular shaped UFO's," Fox Mulder said triumphantly holding up the latest publication by the Lone Gunman. "They actually think that aliens have taken the old models and just made them sleeker and more sophisticated for the modern EBE on the go, kind of like the new Beetle."
Mulder paused, flashing a playful smile to his partner who was seated at the computer across from him. He was hoping to see her crack a small smile at his Volkswagon comment, or more likely a laugh at his referance to the Lone Gunman as scientists. Instead he got dead silence.
"Gee Scully, I know you're getting used to tuning me out, but I didn't realize you were that good," said Mulder teasing. However instead of the even more likely reply from Scully that she was that good because she had been forced to type all of their reports while he babbled on about UFO's, he was greeted with even more silence. It was then that Mulder noticed that Dana Scully was neither listening to a word he'd been saying for the last ten minutes nor typing her report on their most recent case. As he stepped closer, Mulder realized that Scully was staring out into space.
Kneeling down and lightly putting his hand on her shoulder, Mulder whispered, "See something out there?"
Shaken back to reality by her partner's voice in ear, Dana Scully whirled her chair around to find herself face to face with Fox Mulder. For a second time stood still as it seemed to have a habit of doing for the pair, each in a state of suspended animation brought on by the presence of the other. As the back of her mind screamed out a warning....or was it an encouragement....that if she moved any closer she would find herself kissing Mulder, Scully quickly replied, "I was just thinking how nice it would be if we had a window down here."
As they both stood up, the moment broken, a still recovering Mulder managed to cheerfully say, "I'm starved, how 'bout we get some lunch Scully? I'm buying."
The Rib Hut, Washington DC
12:30 pm
"Mulder I don't know how I let you convince me to come here," Scully said staring in disgust at the rack of prime ribs sitting on her partner's plate.
"Oh come on Scully," Mulder said between mouthfuls of rib. "You're a doctor; you've got to know how a good healthy portion of iron does a body good."
"Mulder," Scully replied giving him the patented look as she picked at her salad. "I seriously doubt that the carcass on your plate qualifies as a 'good healthy portion' of anything."
As Scully went back to picking at her salad, Mulder took the opportunity to think about the events that had occurred earlier that day. For Scully to be so completely out of it at work was something Mulder was not at all used to. Dana Scully was his rock, his anchor to the real world, and if she was slipping away then he didn't know what he would do. As Mulder's worries began to gnaw at his heart almost as fast as he was gnawing at his ribs, he knew he had to say something. The longer the silence between them remained, the more Scully stared out the window of the resteraunt no longer interested in her barely touched salad, the greater the void in Mulder's heart grew.
"Scully, are you happy?" Mulder blurted out shaking her from whatever thoughts had been plauging her throughout the day.
"Mulder what in the world are you talking about?" Scully said going back to her salad.
"Are you satisfied with your life?" Mulder asked immediately looking back down at his plate and wondering what the hell he was doing. This conservation was definately heading toward that category of 'things we do not talk about.' Scully for her part remained totally composed saying, "Of course Mulder, why wouldn't I be?"
"Nevermind Scully," Mulder replied taking a long sip of his soda then looking up with a charming but feigned wink. "Just being my old paranoid self."
"This is about earlier isn't Mulder," Scully began wishing that a saucer --or was it a triangle-- shaped UFO would crash through the ceiling to put a hault to this conversation. "Because there were no hidden agendas, secret messages, or
unspoken ideas in my earlier comments."
"But..." Mulder began knowing there was something she wasn't telling him, wishing she would just open up to him.
"Mulder, please don't make this into something it's not," Scully snapped. Seeing his rather surprised expression at her anger she continued in a gentler tone, "I was tired and thought that if we had a window in our office, seeing the sun would've woken me up."
"It means a lot to you doesn't?" Mulder asked quietly.
Scully sighed as she got up from the table, "No Mulder, it means nothing to me, especially since we are in the basement so what I want is impossible."
As Mulder paid the check, Scully went out to get the car. Watching his partner walk away drifting back into that world of her, that world that he so desparately wanted to be a part of, Mulder said softly to himself, "If it's what you want, then it means everything to me."
*Author: Juliet
*Spoilers: Beyond the Sea and Darkness Falls
*Timeline: Sometime between Beyong the Sea and The Erlenmeyer Flask
*Reviews/ Reposting: yes please on both! To contact me on either front: pandora1251@yahoo.com will do the trick. I accept all reviews, but please note that all flames will be used for the roasting of marshmallows for s'mores....mmmm s'mores....
*Disclaimer: I throw myself upon the mercy of Chris Carter and his team of television masterminds.....I am only toying with your creation as a homage to you greatness please forgive any offense I have caused thee by not bringing me up on a lawsuit...."I don't have much money but if I did, I'd buy a big house where Mulder and I could live."
*Thanks: Joe for being a great friend and talking me through writer's block at 3am; sorry for making you almost miss Law & Order those few times and yes, I will work at your ice cream store...JENGA! Gabe firstly for putting together my new computer complete with dvd player, secondly for watching hours upon hours of X-files with me once said dvd player was hooked up, thirdly for never getting too jealous when we are watching X-files and I am anamored with a shirtless or shirted (now that's a great word, shirted) Fox Mulder, fourthly for providing interest and insight into my writing even late at night when you are half asleep in the car.
*Author's Notes: I was a teenage X-files fan....ok actually when I watched the first episode of the X-files when it aired on September 10, 1993, I was a mere ten years old (actually I had just turned ten 2 and a half weeks before the pilot). But as I turned to pursuing my own acting career, I had to start taping episodes and watching them when I had rare breaks between shows. As the show turned to less Mulder and more Doggett (no offense to Doggett fans...I'm just a Fox girl!), I lost the drive to follow it faithfully. However as the last episode aired a week after my graduation, I felt a duty to watch.....and the floodgates were opened so to speak. My love for the X-files was reawakened, slowly at first but reawakened just the same. After watching the last epsiode I feltthe urge to watch the movie and the rest as they say, after I got my dvd player, was history. I've been lurking around fanfiction.net for as long as I can remember, but this is the first thing I've ever posted. So please be gentle for my first time, but let me know what you think. I am actually working on several original pieces and I use fanfiction to work through writer's block and general writing/plot construction practice so I welcome your input. Enjoy!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
FBI Headquarters, Washington, DC
11:43 am
"So you see Scully, the idea of the saucer shape is totally impractical for intergallactic travel, and that's why modern scientists such as the Lone Gunman choose to study the more triangular shaped UFO's," Fox Mulder said triumphantly holding up the latest publication by the Lone Gunman. "They actually think that aliens have taken the old models and just made them sleeker and more sophisticated for the modern EBE on the go, kind of like the new Beetle."
Mulder paused, flashing a playful smile to his partner who was seated at the computer across from him. He was hoping to see her crack a small smile at his Volkswagon comment, or more likely a laugh at his referance to the Lone Gunman as scientists. Instead he got dead silence.
"Gee Scully, I know you're getting used to tuning me out, but I didn't realize you were that good," said Mulder teasing. However instead of the even more likely reply from Scully that she was that good because she had been forced to type all of their reports while he babbled on about UFO's, he was greeted with even more silence. It was then that Mulder noticed that Dana Scully was neither listening to a word he'd been saying for the last ten minutes nor typing her report on their most recent case. As he stepped closer, Mulder realized that Scully was staring out into space.
Kneeling down and lightly putting his hand on her shoulder, Mulder whispered, "See something out there?"
Shaken back to reality by her partner's voice in ear, Dana Scully whirled her chair around to find herself face to face with Fox Mulder. For a second time stood still as it seemed to have a habit of doing for the pair, each in a state of suspended animation brought on by the presence of the other. As the back of her mind screamed out a warning....or was it an encouragement....that if she moved any closer she would find herself kissing Mulder, Scully quickly replied, "I was just thinking how nice it would be if we had a window down here."
As they both stood up, the moment broken, a still recovering Mulder managed to cheerfully say, "I'm starved, how 'bout we get some lunch Scully? I'm buying."
The Rib Hut, Washington DC
12:30 pm
"Mulder I don't know how I let you convince me to come here," Scully said staring in disgust at the rack of prime ribs sitting on her partner's plate.
"Oh come on Scully," Mulder said between mouthfuls of rib. "You're a doctor; you've got to know how a good healthy portion of iron does a body good."
"Mulder," Scully replied giving him the patented look as she picked at her salad. "I seriously doubt that the carcass on your plate qualifies as a 'good healthy portion' of anything."
As Scully went back to picking at her salad, Mulder took the opportunity to think about the events that had occurred earlier that day. For Scully to be so completely out of it at work was something Mulder was not at all used to. Dana Scully was his rock, his anchor to the real world, and if she was slipping away then he didn't know what he would do. As Mulder's worries began to gnaw at his heart almost as fast as he was gnawing at his ribs, he knew he had to say something. The longer the silence between them remained, the more Scully stared out the window of the resteraunt no longer interested in her barely touched salad, the greater the void in Mulder's heart grew.
"Scully, are you happy?" Mulder blurted out shaking her from whatever thoughts had been plauging her throughout the day.
"Mulder what in the world are you talking about?" Scully said going back to her salad.
"Are you satisfied with your life?" Mulder asked immediately looking back down at his plate and wondering what the hell he was doing. This conservation was definately heading toward that category of 'things we do not talk about.' Scully for her part remained totally composed saying, "Of course Mulder, why wouldn't I be?"
"Nevermind Scully," Mulder replied taking a long sip of his soda then looking up with a charming but feigned wink. "Just being my old paranoid self."
"This is about earlier isn't Mulder," Scully began wishing that a saucer --or was it a triangle-- shaped UFO would crash through the ceiling to put a hault to this conversation. "Because there were no hidden agendas, secret messages, or
unspoken ideas in my earlier comments."
"But..." Mulder began knowing there was something she wasn't telling him, wishing she would just open up to him.
"Mulder, please don't make this into something it's not," Scully snapped. Seeing his rather surprised expression at her anger she continued in a gentler tone, "I was tired and thought that if we had a window in our office, seeing the sun would've woken me up."
"It means a lot to you doesn't?" Mulder asked quietly.
Scully sighed as she got up from the table, "No Mulder, it means nothing to me, especially since we are in the basement so what I want is impossible."
As Mulder paid the check, Scully went out to get the car. Watching his partner walk away drifting back into that world of her, that world that he so desparately wanted to be a part of, Mulder said softly to himself, "If it's what you want, then it means everything to me."