Bigfoot, The Alien?

Part 2

by Trycee

Mulder stood at the doorway of his Anchorage Alaskan hotel room staring out at the parking lot at the same view he'd seen for the past four days, stranded. He was frustrated because his trip to the island was delayed due to fog and snow with Alaskan weather changing instantly, causing him to be grounded at his hotel and stare at the same four rundown hotel walls and the exact same stranded tourists who decided to make the most of their trips and use the parking lot into their own personal ski lodge, slipping up in down the snow packed slopes for more times than he cared. He needed fresh air and so he stood in the doorway of the hotel, dressed in layers of flannel and thermals and watched them for four days again and again out of boredom but his mind kept drifting back to her.

"Where is she?", Mulder wondered. "Is she looking for me or did she give up?",he thought though he knew she never would. She's royally pissed, I know that much and I might not be alive for much longer"

Mulder acknowledged as the chilled Alaskan wind encircled him like a deadly cocoon. Suddenly his eyes caught a sight. It was another taxi cab, one he'd not seen before heading at break-neck speed into the parking lot causing the ski-strapped kids to scatter. Each time there was a taxi his heart would race but he would be disappointed. He wanted her there with him but then again he was firm on his feelings. Things needed to change and she needed to respect his desires to keep her safe, even if it was from herself. When the car door opened, he didn't expect anyone but another tourist but from the first leg that popped out from the open door, he knew who it was. From the small amount of red he could see inside the puffy winter coat to the size of the person, it was her. His heart raced but then he could see the panicked look on her face as she glanced around searching for someone, Him, and then guilt began to set in. He watched as she paid the taxi driver and as her eyes searched, he moved out further from the door frame, watching her until her eyes locked on his.

For a moment they both stood there as lonely burly men whistled at her. She stood in the parking lot a few feet from him, her eyes locked onto his and he could see fear, pain, worry and hurt in a way he had never seen in her blue swirls. Mulder couldn't help but pull her to him, his arms encircling her in a way that had only done in extreme situations of crisis. She wrapped her arms around him and pressed her head to his heart and he could hear a strangled cry, muffled against his coat. He looked down at her as tears fell from her beautiful face. All of her pain, fear showed in the normally stoic face of his partner. He was surprised at something else he saw in her eyes, intense love. He smiled slightly and then picked up her luggage carrying it into his crappy hotel room, closing the door behind them. He stood there with his back to her as neither spoke.

Mulder whipped around and watched as she jumped slightly just as he launched into a rage. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, SCULLY?", he said, screaming as loudly and as harshly as he could muster.

He turned to see her looking fragile leaning for strength against the doorway, her mouth opened partially in an "Oh" without making a sound. She looked in utter shocked as tears welled up in her eyes turning her blue eyes into glistening orbs. A tinge of guilt struck Mulder but he needed to make a point and so he had to go with it. "ANSWER ME! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?"

She made a step closer to him, her words still lost in her throat but then her eyes quickly changed and his own eyes widened. "YOU DITCHED ME!", she screamed.

"I made a decision, Scully! That was it! Now I want you to go home right now!"

"No!", she said, crossing her arms in front of her.

She looked so much like a child, Mulder had to stop himself from laughing. "I'M TAKING YOU BACK TO THE AIRPORT, GET YOUR BAGS!"

"NOO!", she said, more angrily. "I WON'T GO! I didn't come all this way for you to send me back home!"

"What did you come for then?", he said, stepping up to her and glaring down into a rare sight, Scully's panicked face.

"Because if you go out there by yourself your gonna die!"

Mulder stepped back. "What? What are you talking about?"

"I saw it!", she said, shaking slightly, still overcome by her own rage. "I saw it in my dream. You were drowning in a lake or a stream or something and I couldn't get to you. I woke up and saw you'd left me the note."

Mulder stared at her. She'd been acknowledging the paranormal lately but she was still for the most part skeptical. He knew she had to be frightened to admit she acted on a dream. "I can't have you come with me, Scully. Its too dangerous. Hundreds of experienced hunters die out here every winter! I care too much about you to risk your life."

Scully stood against the wall and her head hit against it only slightly. "I know what I saw, Mulder," she said, more calmly. "I believe the dream was telling me you're in danger."

Mulder sighed. He knew she would not relent no matter how much he screamed but he needed for her to change her mind. Mulder walked up trapping Scully against the wall, inches from her lips, his body pressed against hers. "I want you to listen to me, Scully. I want you back on that airplane. The weather has been so bad here I have been stuck here for days. Promise me you'll go back home where its safe and I'll know you're safe. I need you to listen to me, Scully. "

She shook her head. "No," she said, in a whisper. "No, Mulder, I'm not going anywhere."

He stared down into her eyes and then at her ruby red lips and he moved in closer, his arms pressed against the wall as he stared into her lovely face. "I love you Scully. Its taken me forever to tell you but I love you," he said, as he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. "I don't want to see you harmed in any way. It would...kill me.", he said sincerely.

Scully responded by kissing him back to his surprise. "I love you too," she said, quietly. "And that's why I'm here. It would kill me if anything happened to you Mulder."

Mulder smiled briefly and then wrapped her quickly in his arms and kissed her even deeper as they both embraced, pressing their bodies as closely as their size difference would allow. When they broke the kiss, Mulder ran his hand through her hair as she touched his cheek lovingly. "Promise me...You'll go back home", Mulder said, again as she stared into his eyes. She pressed her lips against his again and the kiss deepened even further as their needs and desires for the past seven years surfaced.

There was a knock on the door next to them but Mulder continued to kiss Scully as the knocks became more frequent and he could hear his name being called. When he pulled away from her his breathing was labored and his body had reacted all on it's own. Scully's lips were bruised from his assault, her face was flushed and her nipples were taut within her open coat just as he had a protrusion of his own. His face was also flushed and both of them were panting heavily. The banging on the door continue until he finally opened it to find a man dressed in a heavy coat, with a fur hood covering his head. "Agent Mulder?", he said, extending a hand.

"Yeah", Mulder said, shaking it.

Mulder could feel Scully move away from in back of him and became instantly cold.

Matt was staring at the red head who had moved into full view. Matt stared at Scully as if he'd never seen a woman before. Mulder didn't like it at all.

"Can I help you?", Mulder asked.

"I'm Matt Curtis. I'm your contact. I was supposed to meet you on the island but you couldn't get through. Bush pilots aren't gonna risk it in this weather unless they have a death wish. Now that the weather has cleared up, I got one of my buddies to fly their plane to bring me here. He's gonna fly us in. You ready to go?"

Mulder turned around and glanced towards Scully. Their eyes locked for a brief moment and then Mulder grabbed his bag. "Yeah lets go."

He could feel her behind him without even looking back. Matt seemed surprised though to see Scully following Mulder. "Is she your wife?"

Mulder smiled shyly and was about to answer yes when Scully pulled out her badge.

"I'm Agent Scully, I'm his partner," she said, extending her hand.

"Oh!", Matt said, with a smile. "Well," he smirked. "It's certainly Nice to meet you," he said, with a grin.

Scully sought out Mulder's eyes, a small amount of worry flashed on her crinkled brow. Mulder watched her, his face tightening up as she tossed her bag into the back of the truck with the rest of their luggage. Another blond haired man named Bud sat in the drivers seat of the rundown truck which would serve as their ride. Matt slid in first and then Scully and then Mulder who could barely close the passenger door. It was a tight fit for all of them, but Matt was pleased, he kept looking over to the female agent, his body sandwiched closely to hers as they drove off in the snow heading towards the airport.

Scully could tell that Mulder was pissed off with her, not because of their kiss but because she knew he wanted her far away from where they were headed. She had defied his order which she rarely did and she was sure from the stiffness in his body against hers that he was seething inwardly. But she had bigger problems to deal with. The airport was an hours drive and Matt was making her uncomfortable as he looked her up from head to toe. He was a good looking man by most standards but he was giving her the creeps as he stared at her breast area, fortunately covered up with a puffy coat, down to her waist which was also covered over by puffy winter pants.

Mulder could sense how uncomfortable Scully was and so he threw his arm around her shoulders just as she leaned into him, her head resting underneath his chin. He kissed the top of her head and squeezed her shoulders, letting Matt know that she was his. It was also their own way of apologizing to each other for their fight. She rested comfortably in his arms, her eyes still watching Matt out the corner of her eye but she would glance up and lock her eyes with Mulder's which comforted her.

Matt finally turned his attention away from Scully and struck up a conversation with the driver, his friend Bud after seeing the closeness between the two agents who were obvious a couple. Scully was relieved, it allowed them a chance to enjoy the unusual closeness for the first time. Things were certainly changing between them. They had kissed their first real kiss and it was everything they both had wanted but as usual their timing was off.

Within several hours they had flown in a rickety plane and were now standing at another dumpy hotel's parking lot meeting up with a few of Matt's Haida Indian friends in the town of Craig, ready to hike to the fishing area where they had captured on video a disappearing Bigfoot encircled in light with a UFO hovering above it. Mulder was excited about the possible connection between Bigfoot and UFO's. He had never considered the possibility that Bigfoot could be an alien. He wondered too if Bigfoot were the same as the Ape Men on the Moon. There was evidence that NASA routinely airbrushed the photos doctoring them up so that the Ape Men, their pyramid-like structures as well as UFO's weren't visible in the photos. He had X-files on them and so the connection to the Ape Men on the Moon and Bigfoot and it intrigued him. Scully didn't say much as the men all chatted with one another, fixing their hunting rifles and checking their gear, occasionally staring in her direction. Mulder kept his arm around her and kept her close. It was going to be a rough few nights.

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