Her Hearts Desire…

Season One…

Her heart's desire is based on the ending of my last fic. You really don't need to read that to follow this. Seriously, you don't. This is 100% alternate universe where the darkness that plagues our favorite romance couple doesn't exist. An adventure in romance is what it is…

Season One: Pilot

Dana Scully, was royally pissed off. Once again her best friend and roommate Samantha Mulder, Sam for short had made a date on a night that she just really needed peace and quiet in their little two-bedroom apartment. Not that she was jealous, just she still had yet to decide where she was going for her residency. She graduated medical school, and had applied to thirty different hospitals.

Each and every one had responded with offers she had only dreamed about during school. To make matters worse Dr. Daniel Waterston, Mr. Grabbyhands insisted that she bring all of the offers she had to him so he could help mold her future. When she had first met her advisor she was thrilled to have such a distinguished doctor as her advisor and mentor, but as she made her way through school he made it blatantly clear he wanted her in his bed as well.

She never admitted it to Sam, but she was still a virgin. She could blame it on her Catholic upbringing, but knew that none of the boys she had dated, nor any of the men she had met even sparked a spark in her libido. She knew when the time was right, it would be with that guy she dreamed of.

She never saw his face, she would only hear his voice and knew deep in heart he was her one and only. She sat curled up on the couch once again rereading the offers that had come in. Trying to prioritize her wants. "Sam could you and George just go to a coffee shop or something?" She hollered when she heard the shower shut off.

"Come on Danes, it's our first date and you know how I feel about going out in public on a first date. Seriously if he gets too pushy here I can just kick him out." A loud knock on the door cut of what she had been about to say.

Grumpily Dana got off the couch, glad for once that she was dressed in what her older sister Missy had described as her antisocial clothes. Baggy sweats, and one of her older brother Bill's Navy t-shirts her hair pulled back in a messy ponytail. When she opened the door her eyes were chest level with the knocker. When she lifted her gaze to his face her breath caught in her throat.

It was him, she didn't know how she knew it, but it was him the man she dreamed about all the time. Apparently he recognized her as well, because he leaned down his hand cupping her chin and devoured her mouth in the most soul searing kiss she had ever received. She threaded her hands into his hair letting out a soft moan of want. He swallowed it and she shivered.

Her brain finally registered the fact that she was kissing her best friend and roommate's boyfriend and brought her hand down to caress his face. Once she knew where his cheek was in conjunction to her face she pulled back and swung. The sound of her slap ringing in both their ears. "Sam your dates here and he kissed me," she hollered as she made her way into the kitchen to pull herself together.

"What!" Sam shrieked. Flying from the bathroom into the living room. "FOX" She squealed in delight. "Dana it's fine that he kissed you, it's not George it's my older brother Fox!" She hollered. "Fox why in the world did you just kiss my roommate?" She asked.

"Uhm" he cleared his throat, "Sammy she has the most incredible red hair" He whispered.

"I know right," she started laughing. Then she stopped she looked up at her brother puzzlement written all over her face, "What did you just say Fox?"

"I said she has the most incredible red hair." He smiled back at her.

"What color shirt am I wearing Fox?" she asked him.

"One of your funky green ones." He answered.

"How do you know Dana's hair is red Fox? Why aren't you asking about why she has green hair?" Samantha asked curiously.

"Because I can see that her hair is red, its rich and vibrant what I imagine hot coals would look like," He answered.

"You mean to tell me that you can actually see she has red hair, but think I'm wearing a funky green shirt?" Samantha asked him quietly. All he could do was nod his head yes, as the object of his sudden desire came back into the living room. His eyes following her every move.

"Dana Scully, let me introduce you to my older brother Fox William Mulder. Known to the rest of the world as F. William Mulder Science Fiction author. Fox my roommate, best friend, and sister I always wanted Dana Scully. Dr. Dana Scully."

Dana leaned against the door frame eyeing Mulder. "So you're not George?" She asked thankful that she did not completely enjoy her best friends boyfriend kiss her.

Mulder looks down at his shoes, "No sorry I'm Sam's older brother. My book tour in England ended early, so I thought I'd surprise Sam and ask her to dinner." He told them. "Since she has a date would you like to join me for me instead?" He asked her.

Dana smiled, "I would love to since I keep getting interrupted while trying to decide where to do my residency. I'll go change. Formal, semi or casual?" She asked.

"Casual will be fine." He answered.

"Hey, wait…. Dana…": Sam got cut off with another knock on the door. She opened it, hoping it was George. Instead she was greeted by a smiling Melissa Scully. "Missy what are your plans for tonight?" Sam queried as she walked in.

"To sit here with you while my sister goes out with him." Missy tells her as she saunters in and throws herself on the couch. "Don't ask just accept the fact that I am here and she can get out of her own head for a while." Sam shuts the door and heads towards her room to finish getting ready.

"Danes do me a favor and wear jeans, don't over think this you're going to be fine." Missy called out to her sister. In her own room Dana jumped and pulled out her favorite jeans, opting to stay in Bill's Navy t-shirt. "And please for the love of all that is good in this world, put on a better top. Bill's Navy t-shirt is sleep wear not date wear." Missy called out.

Mulder stood at the door looking at this strange creature who was decked out like a gypsy, beads and crystals. He felt like he should say something, but was afraid to bring her attention to him. "And you," Missy pointed her look at him. "Dana's a good girl. Youngest daughter of a Navy Captain, older brother in the Navy, younger brother employed by the government. She's a crack shot and does have a concealed carry. You be honest with her about everything, don't hold anything back. But so help me God if you break my baby sister's heart you don't have to worry about any of the above just me. Are we in agreement?"

Mulder just nodded his head yes, and began wondering if the apartment were bugged and that's how she knew he was there. "For the record Fox, the Universe and I are on great terms so do yourself a favor and just go with the directives. Don't over think anything by the way, just go with what feels right."

A short time later Dana came out of her bedroom wearing jeans, sneakers and a casual top. She glanced nervously at Missy who had that look of I know how your night is ending look on her face, and then at Mulder. "I'm ready whenever you are." She told him.

He reached out and took her hand, opening the door Missy gave them a parting shot, "Danes he's the one." Dana shook her head as they stepped out, she shut the door behind her.

"So where's a nice place to go on a Friday night around here?" Mulder asked her. His hand going to the small of her back as they walked down the hall. He felt a burning need to touch her and this was the safest way to do it without getting his ass kicked.

"We could go to the Thai place down the street, or we could hit the greasy spoon two blocks over." She told him.

"Let's do Thai." He answered as they walked to the elevator. Once the doors opened they stepped in finding they had the place to themselves. Mulder kept clearing his throat fighting the need to kiss this small waif once more.

Dana touched his arm and he looked down seeing the same want in her and indulged his baser instinct. Floored when she not only allowed it, but eagerly accepted his desire. When the elevator stopped they were lost in each other and it was only the coughing and throat clearing of arriving passengers that made them separate. Shyly she ducked her head down as Mulder grabbed her hand and pulled her off the elevator.

Laughing they walked out to the street, neither noticing the older man with dark hair starring after them. "I'm sorry, I don't want you to get the wrong impression of me," Dana told him as they walked. "I want you to know for the record that I have never let anyone kiss me like this before."

Mulder pulled her to a stop, "Good, because for the record, I have never kissed anyone the way I did you up there." His ego took a helium hit and went up a notch. "I've never wanted anyone the way I want you, and it baffles me how I'm drawn to you like a moth to the flames."

Dana smiled and the continued walking, a soft rumble of thunder announced a storm and the heavens opened up and poured Dana looked up at the sky and started laughing as she danced in the rain. Mulder watched completely fascinated by her joy. He pulled her to his chest and once again captured her mouth with his own.

Once again she responded. When they separated his forehead lay against hers and she said the only thing she knew she could or should, "I won't sleep with a man unless he's kissed me a thousand times." Her breath caught in her throat as he let out a small growl.

He grabbed her hand and started pulling her and she struggled to keep up. It seemed to her it was a heartbeat later that they were standing in the lobby of the Courtyard by Marriott. Mulder opening the door to his room, and escorting her in. "Fox…" she began… "William…" she faltered "Mulder…" he growled. She shed her windbreaker and as he closed the doors threw herself into his arms kissing him with abandon.

Mulder responded. Somehow without breaking contact they each managed to disrobe. When she stood before him completely naked he scooped her up and carried her to the bed. He stood before her in all his naked glory, fit, trim his body chiseled. She gazed up at him complete trust in her crystal blue gaze. He climbed on to the bed his heart thudding out of his chest, she reached out pulling him to her as once again they began to kiss.

He trailed kisses all across his body, and knew he was doing something right every time he heard her throaty call of, "Mmmmmulder" Before he knew it he was inside of her and looked at her with complete shock as he realized he just took her virginity.

Her body was completely wrapped around him as he slid in and out, she had no cognizant thought just feeling. She felt herself explode into a million pieces and him emptying his seed deep in her body, and had one thought and one thought alone, "I just got pregnant."

After as they lay entwined sharing soft liquid kisses, he grabbed her hand and kissed the palm. "Why didn't you tell me you were a virgin?" He asked.

She let out a soft sigh, "I just knew you wouldn't hurt me." She answered looking into the dark passion filled eyes that gazed at her. "Besides Missy told me you were the one." She answered with a nervous laugh.

"Wait because your sister said I was the one, you went ahead and gave me your virginity?" he asked confused.

"I can't explain it, no one can, but Missy seems to have a direct connection with the universe and is rarely wrong." She answered. "Why did you kiss me when I opened the door?" She asked him.

"I've been colorblind since birth, but when you opened the door I could see that you had the most amazing shade of red hair I have ever seen." He told her softly. She looked at him confused. "Ask Sam she'll tell you I am red green color blind. Always have been."

"But you can tell my hair is red?" She asked him. She started laughing and he found himself joining in because apparently Missy was right, he was the one. He captured her mouth in another kiss and quickly relit the flames they thought extinguished.

They made love through the night knowing that each had found their perfect opposite the half that made them whole.