The Seduction of Fox William Mulder
Part 2
by Trycee
Time-Line: Pre-Pilot and Season 7
Disclaimer: I do not own the X-files, this is written for fun not profit.
Georgetown, D.C.: A van parked Outside of Dana Scully's Residence:
CGB smiled at the pretty young agent who entered her apartment door, slamming it behind her. He watched on his monitors as she tossed her keys down and headed for her refrigerator. He watched as she poured herself a drink and walked into her bedroom, taking off her clothes, much to his amusement and slipping on a robe. He watched as she entered her bathroom and turned on the bathwater, pouring some fragrant bubble bath into the water as it filled. The phone rang and he placed his headphones on, listening to her private conversation. "Ethan, I thought you'd be here already."
"Dana, I told you I had to work late."
"You said that the last time," she sighed.
"We're about to go off on a private weekend, Dana. I need to work extra hours before we take our vacation."
"You're always busy," she complained.
"That's enough!", he said, growing angry. "Now, I don't want to hear another word about this!"
"But Ethan...," she began.
"You heard me!", he said, angrily. "We've been through this, Dana! I'm a TV Producer, therefore my life involves working for long periods of time!"
"I know that," she said, as her face reddened. "I'm not trying to make you angry!"
"We'll you did!", he scoffed. "This conversation is over!"
"I'll be here when you get home," she said, with a quivering voice as the sound of the dial tone sounded in her ear.
She stared at the phone for a long moment and then retreated to her bathroom, wiping away a few tears as she removed her robe and slipped into the water. He puffed on his cigarette as he watched her dial a number in her phone. "Missy?"
"Hey, sis, what's wrong?", Melissa asked.
"Its not working out between us," Scully said, splashing in her bath.
"I don't think he's right for you anyway, Dana."
"I know, you hate him."
"I don't hate him. I despise him!", Melissa joked. "I'm just glad you didn't get serious with this guy."
"I wanted too," Scully sighed. "He's tall, professional, a lot younger than I normally date..."
"Which is the only positive thing about him," Missy added. "He's a jerk and he treats you badly, Dana. Why are you taking it?"
"I'm not TAKING anything," Scully yelled into the phone. "Jesus, Missy, why do you tick me off so much?"
"I'm your sister, Dana, and I'm concerned! You don't have the best track record with men."
"NEITHER DO YOU!", she said, sitting up in the tub.
Missy sighed. "I know but you have the worst taste of either of us."
"Thanks," Dana said, smoothing the bubbles over her leg as her anger dissipated quickly.
"I'm just worried about you, that's all," Missy stated.
"You don't have to be," Scully sighed. "Its ending between us. Its just a matter of time."
"I hope so," Missy said. "Besides, there's someone who is really and truly meant for you Dana. Someone who will love and cherish you the way you deserve to be treated."
"I wish the same for you, sis," Scully added. "I'll talk to you later, Missy."
"Love you, sis."
"Love you."
"Bye," they both said.
Scully hung up the phone and CGB removed his head phones. He pulled out another cigarette from his pocket and lit it. He stared back at the naked woman on screen who laid her head back in the tub, enjoying the feel of her bubble bath. "Yes, you will do," he said, looking at her curves. "Small, petite, beautiful, intelligent. Fox Mulder won't be able to resist."
He turned off the monitor and moved up to the front of the white truck. He nodded to the driver who pulled out from in front of her home. He glanced at her window and grinned.
Alexandria, VA-Mulder's apartment:
Mulder was staring out the window when a white truck pulled up in front of his apartment. He watched the truck with interest but saw no movement. He sighed and grabbed up the file that lay on his desk before him. He sunk down into his sofa and opened to the photo of a young girl, in his mind until he looked at her age. He stared at her photo, mesmerized. "Cute," he said, to himself, and then read all of her credentials including her dissertation. He sighed and tossed her folder on his coffee table. He picked up the phone and dialed a number. CGB watched as the phone rang and then slipped on his headphones. "Mulder, this line isn't secure."
"Of course it is," Mulder sighed. "Langley, I need your help. I need you to look up a name. Give me everything you have on her."
"I can't believe you used my real name!", Langley said horrified.
"Its secure!", Mulder sighed.
"Is this some new date, Mulder?", Froehike asked, butting in on the conversation.
"I've been assigned a partner."
"Ouch!", Langley responded. "That's got to hurt!"
"The bureau sticking their nose in where it doesn't belong, huh, Mulder?", Byers stated.
"And another woman at that."
"OH!", Froehike said. "What, you worried you'll end up doing the mattress mambo with this one too?"
"Or fall in love and get married," Byers said. "Like Diana."
"Diana was a mistake, fellas. She's nothing like Diana. I made a vow not to get involved ever again with my partner."
"So whats so special about this one?", Byers asked.
"She's a doctor."
"Oh, a doctor," Langley said.
"Shes only 5'2 and a redhead," Mulder said, rolling his eyes. "NOT my taste at all."
"Give us her name so we can see for ourselves."
"Dana Katherine Scully."
"Dana Katherine Scully," Froehike repeated as he typed in the FBI main-frame he had hacked. "Yowza, I think I'm in love...", he said, staring at her photo.
"She's okay, Nothing special," Mulder sighed. "I'm sure she's probably a real dog in person," he giggled.
"If so, point me to the nearest dog house!", Froehike said.
"You're already there Froehike," Mulder answered.
"What did you need to know?", Byers asked.
"Anything unusual in her history?", Mulder asked. "Like a reason they assigned HER to me to debunk my work?"
"Seems to be a true hard-ass," Langley said. "She's a skeptic, Mulder. Be on guard."
"Just great," Mulder sighed. "Just what I needed hitched to my wheel...a non-believer."
"Sorry man," Froehike said.
"Yeah, Mulder, were sorry about it."
"I'll contact you soon," Mulder said, hanging up.
He stared at the folder in front of him and pushed at his coffee table, pushing the file away from him. "A partner," he said, shaking his head. "Just great!"
CGB looked up from the screen and pulled off his headphones. "This will work," he said, looking down at the monitor of the face of his own son.
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