All Around The Town - Chapter 11
Mulder tried really hard to put a good face on the fact that Scully was taking half a day off to squire Dave all around Washington.
He tried to convince himself that he had nothing to worry about and that it was just a good opportunity for Dave and Scully to catch up and for Scully to find out more about him.
It didn't work. Mulder was miserable.
Scully could tell that something was bothering Mulder but said nothing as she went over their notes from the night before. Mulder had gone out and gotten all four books in question and they both agreed to start reviewing them as soon as possible.
Mulder had his nose in "The Men Of Steel" as Scully got ready to leave the office.
"Well, I guess I am going" she said part of her hoping that Mulder would stop her.
Mulder looked up from his book and Scully was taken by the sad look in his eyes "Hey, have a great time - just stay away from the alcohol"
Scully smiled at the joke and left the room softly shutting the door behind her.
Mulder sighed a deep sigh and tried to return to the book now sitting on his desk. He was scared that this was the beginning of the end between the special relationship between him and Scully.
But he also knew that he had to let her go and just hope against all hope that she would come back.
He shook his head as if to clear the thoughts from it and returned to his book.
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Dave arrived right at one o'clock and escorted Scully downstairs to his waiting car. To her surprise, she found a Lincoln Towncar sitting in front of her building complete with driver.
She gave Dave a puzzled look as she got into the car
"Well, being a best selling author does have its perks" he said climbing in beside her "Is this okay or would you rather me get the stretch?"
Scully started to mumble about the car being fine when she realized that he was just teasing her in an attempt to get her to relax.
It worked and as they drove around Washington Scully found herself relaxing more and more.
They went to all the usual tourist spots spending the most time at the Vietnam Memorial where Dave sought out the name of an uncle. They walked hand and hand around the reflecting ponds and even ventured up the Washington Monument.
The only place they didn't go was the White House. Dave had been there for dinner during his last visit to Washington some six months before. He told Scully he would have looked her up then, but he had only been flown in for the dinner and had left early the next morning.
They had supper in a romantic Italian restaurant in Georgetown. They ate pasta, drank wine but spoke very little. They were content to just be together.
It felt like it had when they were together in college.
Almost.
As much as she tried to block him out of her thoughts, Mulder kept popping into them. "Wouldn't Mulder love this lasagna?" "Mulder would never let me drink three glasses of wine" and similar thoughts snuck in when she least expected them.
If Dave noticed her being distracted on occasion he said nothing. He was no fool. He knew that Mulder was well entrenched in Scully's mind and he was bond and determined to dig up him and throw him out.
It was almost ten when they finished their espressos and Dave's driver took them back to Scully's place. Scully led the way up the stairs while Dave passed the driver a 100 dollar bill and told him that he would beep him when he needed him.
The driver said nothing and slipped back into the car driving quickly away before Scully had realized what Dave had done.
He walked her back to her apartment, taking her keys from her and opening the door.
"Would you like a nightcap?" she said not knowing exactly why she was making the offer
"Sure"
Dave settled himself in on Scully's couch and waited for her to return with the drinks. She came back instead wearing her jacket.
"I am out of wine" she said "I am just going to run to the shop down the street to pick some up."
"You will do no such thing" Dave said quickly rising "I'll go get it. Why don't you just slip into something more comfortable while I'm gone."
He scooted out the door before she could tell him where the shop was. "He is a pretty intelligent man, he'll figure it out" she thought to himself. Then fear gripped her "Slip into something more comfortable? Like I have anything like that. Comfortable to me is an old t-shirt and sweats."
Feeling a bit rebellious about Dave's comment to her, Scully went into her room and picked out her oldest t-shirt and grungiest sweats. She pulled her hair up into a quick ponytail and looked at herself in the mirror.
What she saw was a woman who looked more like she was about ready to clean toilets than entertain a handsome man.
"You are such a chicken" she said out loud to herself before returning to her living room.
She tried to get herself in a comfortable position where she wouldn't look as nervous as she was about Dave's pending arrival back at her apartment.
"Where is he?" she thought to herself. "He should have been back by now."
The minutes slowly passed and Scully had to restrain herself from either panicking or pacing the floor.
Finally after close to 45 minutes Dave appeared in the doorway holding several bottles of wine and smiling sheepishly.
"Sorry it took me so long. I started around the block in the wrong direction and then when I finally got there the clerk recognized my name from my credit card. He had to give me a summary of the novel he is working on. The only way I got out of there without reading it was by giving him my email address and telling him to send me the rough draft."
He pulled a bottle out of the bag and began to open it. It was then that he fully took in Scully's attire.
Instead of frowning at her choice of clothes he just smiled.
"Dana, you are the only person I know that could make rags look so elegant"
Scully felt herself blushing as she accepted the glass of wine he offered her.
"To new beginnings"
They gently touched glasses and Scully sipped her wine. She was glad she had let Dave go buy it. His budget allowed for a far superior wine.
They drank in silence. Scully felt Dave's eyes upon her even as she stared at some spot on the floor.
He gently took the glass from her hand and lifted up her chin. He paused a second before placing his lips on hers.
It was not a kiss of passion but a kiss seeking approval or rejection.
Sensing no rejection, he deepened the kiss and was relieved when Scully began to return it.
Scully was suddenly overwhelmed by sensation. The guilt that had been dwelling in the back of her mind had been pushed away as she enjoyed the sensation of being with a man.
It had been so long since she had been held like this and kissed like this. The fact that it was Dave just added to the excitement as memories of their passionate lovemaking came flooding back to her.
Dave swept Scully up in his arms never breaking their kiss and slowly took her into the bedroom. He lay her gently on the bed and slowly began to undress her - exploring her body as he went.
He was pleased to see that her body was as beautiful as ever as was her passion. He knew by morning she would be his again.
Scully was marveling at the skill with which Dave was able to work his way down her body. She had forgotten that her body was capable of responding to the touch of another person.
Dave sat Scully up to remove her top when Scully's phone began to ring.
Dave cursed to himself and attached himself to her breast trying to distract her from the call. "Forget it" he muttered as he switched from right breast to left.
Scully moaned her agreement and reached over to her answering machine to turn the volume down when Mulder's voice cut through the air.
"Scully, it's me - are you there?"
Scully froze in place. She knew that voice. Something was wrong.
"Okay, I guess you are not there. There has been another murder. Down on 7th and Clark. I am heading down there right now. Meet me there as soon as you can."
Mulder's words had even managed to stop Dave dead in his tracks. He looked on as Scully scrambled off the bed and frantically started looking for the appropriate clothes to wear.
It was only after she was dressed that she seemed to notice that Dave was still sitting on the bed watching her. He should have been annoyed at her reaction but instead just smiled up at her.
"I hope that you are as passionate about everything in your life as you are about your job"
Scully smiled at him and gave him a quick kiss
"I am so sorry Dave" she began before he cut her off
"Don't worry about it. Go do your job. Go make the streets a safer place. I'll head back to my hotel. If you come over later and I will rub your feet draw you a bath and finish what we started here."
Scully gave him another smile and was gone.
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Dave picked up the phone and paged his driver. Within a half an hour he was in hotel room banging away at his computer keys.
The ideas were flowing almost faster than he could type them and he had Scully to thank for it.
He planned several interesting ways to show his thanks the next time he saw her.
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Mulder tried really hard to put a good face on the fact that Scully was taking half a day off to squire Dave all around Washington.
He tried to convince himself that he had nothing to worry about and that it was just a good opportunity for Dave and Scully to catch up and for Scully to find out more about him.
It didn't work. Mulder was miserable.
Scully could tell that something was bothering Mulder but said nothing as she went over their notes from the night before. Mulder had gone out and gotten all four books in question and they both agreed to start reviewing them as soon as possible.
Mulder had his nose in "The Men Of Steel" as Scully got ready to leave the office.
"Well, I guess I am going" she said part of her hoping that Mulder would stop her.
Mulder looked up from his book and Scully was taken by the sad look in his eyes "Hey, have a great time - just stay away from the alcohol"
Scully smiled at the joke and left the room softly shutting the door behind her.
Mulder sighed a deep sigh and tried to return to the book now sitting on his desk. He was scared that this was the beginning of the end between the special relationship between him and Scully.
But he also knew that he had to let her go and just hope against all hope that she would come back.
He shook his head as if to clear the thoughts from it and returned to his book.
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Dave arrived right at one o'clock and escorted Scully downstairs to his waiting car. To her surprise, she found a Lincoln Towncar sitting in front of her building complete with driver.
She gave Dave a puzzled look as she got into the car
"Well, being a best selling author does have its perks" he said climbing in beside her "Is this okay or would you rather me get the stretch?"
Scully started to mumble about the car being fine when she realized that he was just teasing her in an attempt to get her to relax.
It worked and as they drove around Washington Scully found herself relaxing more and more.
They went to all the usual tourist spots spending the most time at the Vietnam Memorial where Dave sought out the name of an uncle. They walked hand and hand around the reflecting ponds and even ventured up the Washington Monument.
The only place they didn't go was the White House. Dave had been there for dinner during his last visit to Washington some six months before. He told Scully he would have looked her up then, but he had only been flown in for the dinner and had left early the next morning.
They had supper in a romantic Italian restaurant in Georgetown. They ate pasta, drank wine but spoke very little. They were content to just be together.
It felt like it had when they were together in college.
Almost.
As much as she tried to block him out of her thoughts, Mulder kept popping into them. "Wouldn't Mulder love this lasagna?" "Mulder would never let me drink three glasses of wine" and similar thoughts snuck in when she least expected them.
If Dave noticed her being distracted on occasion he said nothing. He was no fool. He knew that Mulder was well entrenched in Scully's mind and he was bond and determined to dig up him and throw him out.
It was almost ten when they finished their espressos and Dave's driver took them back to Scully's place. Scully led the way up the stairs while Dave passed the driver a 100 dollar bill and told him that he would beep him when he needed him.
The driver said nothing and slipped back into the car driving quickly away before Scully had realized what Dave had done.
He walked her back to her apartment, taking her keys from her and opening the door.
"Would you like a nightcap?" she said not knowing exactly why she was making the offer
"Sure"
Dave settled himself in on Scully's couch and waited for her to return with the drinks. She came back instead wearing her jacket.
"I am out of wine" she said "I am just going to run to the shop down the street to pick some up."
"You will do no such thing" Dave said quickly rising "I'll go get it. Why don't you just slip into something more comfortable while I'm gone."
He scooted out the door before she could tell him where the shop was. "He is a pretty intelligent man, he'll figure it out" she thought to himself. Then fear gripped her "Slip into something more comfortable? Like I have anything like that. Comfortable to me is an old t-shirt and sweats."
Feeling a bit rebellious about Dave's comment to her, Scully went into her room and picked out her oldest t-shirt and grungiest sweats. She pulled her hair up into a quick ponytail and looked at herself in the mirror.
What she saw was a woman who looked more like she was about ready to clean toilets than entertain a handsome man.
"You are such a chicken" she said out loud to herself before returning to her living room.
She tried to get herself in a comfortable position where she wouldn't look as nervous as she was about Dave's pending arrival back at her apartment.
"Where is he?" she thought to herself. "He should have been back by now."
The minutes slowly passed and Scully had to restrain herself from either panicking or pacing the floor.
Finally after close to 45 minutes Dave appeared in the doorway holding several bottles of wine and smiling sheepishly.
"Sorry it took me so long. I started around the block in the wrong direction and then when I finally got there the clerk recognized my name from my credit card. He had to give me a summary of the novel he is working on. The only way I got out of there without reading it was by giving him my email address and telling him to send me the rough draft."
He pulled a bottle out of the bag and began to open it. It was then that he fully took in Scully's attire.
Instead of frowning at her choice of clothes he just smiled.
"Dana, you are the only person I know that could make rags look so elegant"
Scully felt herself blushing as she accepted the glass of wine he offered her.
"To new beginnings"
They gently touched glasses and Scully sipped her wine. She was glad she had let Dave go buy it. His budget allowed for a far superior wine.
They drank in silence. Scully felt Dave's eyes upon her even as she stared at some spot on the floor.
He gently took the glass from her hand and lifted up her chin. He paused a second before placing his lips on hers.
It was not a kiss of passion but a kiss seeking approval or rejection.
Sensing no rejection, he deepened the kiss and was relieved when Scully began to return it.
Scully was suddenly overwhelmed by sensation. The guilt that had been dwelling in the back of her mind had been pushed away as she enjoyed the sensation of being with a man.
It had been so long since she had been held like this and kissed like this. The fact that it was Dave just added to the excitement as memories of their passionate lovemaking came flooding back to her.
Dave swept Scully up in his arms never breaking their kiss and slowly took her into the bedroom. He lay her gently on the bed and slowly began to undress her - exploring her body as he went.
He was pleased to see that her body was as beautiful as ever as was her passion. He knew by morning she would be his again.
Scully was marveling at the skill with which Dave was able to work his way down her body. She had forgotten that her body was capable of responding to the touch of another person.
Dave sat Scully up to remove her top when Scully's phone began to ring.
Dave cursed to himself and attached himself to her breast trying to distract her from the call. "Forget it" he muttered as he switched from right breast to left.
Scully moaned her agreement and reached over to her answering machine to turn the volume down when Mulder's voice cut through the air.
"Scully, it's me - are you there?"
Scully froze in place. She knew that voice. Something was wrong.
"Okay, I guess you are not there. There has been another murder. Down on 7th and Clark. I am heading down there right now. Meet me there as soon as you can."
Mulder's words had even managed to stop Dave dead in his tracks. He looked on as Scully scrambled off the bed and frantically started looking for the appropriate clothes to wear.
It was only after she was dressed that she seemed to notice that Dave was still sitting on the bed watching her. He should have been annoyed at her reaction but instead just smiled up at her.
"I hope that you are as passionate about everything in your life as you are about your job"
Scully smiled at him and gave him a quick kiss
"I am so sorry Dave" she began before he cut her off
"Don't worry about it. Go do your job. Go make the streets a safer place. I'll head back to my hotel. If you come over later and I will rub your feet draw you a bath and finish what we started here."
Scully gave him another smile and was gone.
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Dave picked up the phone and paged his driver. Within a half an hour he was in hotel room banging away at his computer keys.
The ideas were flowing almost faster than he could type them and he had Scully to thank for it.
He planned several interesting ways to show his thanks the next time he saw her.
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