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Chapter 14 by AnarchyX-Phile

The next morning, Dana woke up before Mulder and stared at his ceiling as she waited on him to wake up.

She had thought about getting up and getting dressed, but she decided that she rather liked being naked in his bed.

She also had a fleeting thought about showering and cleaning off all the oil he had smeared on her back last night, but she didn't really want to smell like his shower gel when she would be meeting with her family this afternoon.

Cooking breakfast had crossed her mind, but she wrinkled her nose up at that thought when she decided that there was few things more awkward than going through someone else's fridge.

She turned and faced him, pulling the sheet up to cover her bare chest. He was an exceptionally handsome man, and to be so young and have earned and obtained as much as he had as a profiler meant that he was highly intelligent—she was sure that his air of confidence was going to please her father. He obviously had money, his suits and modes of transpiration were signs of that—her mother was going to love that. Bill Jr was going to give him a hard time—and Dana couldn't blame him; in the past she had brought home some real losers and Bill felt like it was his duty to keep her from making a mistake.

Finally she reached out and shook his shoulder, letting her fingers stretch and rub against his warm skin. He mumbled something and turned away from her, taking the covers with him as he tried to go back to sleep. She softly laughed and slid up behind him, pressing her body against his and lowered her head until she could kiss the back of his neck, breathing in his scent as her arm wound around his side and rubbed against his chest.

He immediately woke up when he felt her lips on his neck, but he kept his eyes closed for a few minutes as she worked her way past his left ear, down his jaw, down his neck, and then moved completely until she's pressing soft kisses down his spine. Her hand moved through is chest hair until she reached his boxers, her fingers playing with the elastic band.

"We're going to be late for lunch if you keep that up" he said, his voice soaked in sleepy arousal.

"I've got 20 minutes before I need to leave." She said as she licked his back and bit down on his salty skin.

"Then we've got enough time for some toast and cereal." He said as he jerked around and faced her, his hand diving into her hair as he pulled her towards him and pressed his lips against hers, letting his tongue slide lazily against her warm open lips as his hands roamed up and down her arched back. And then he was standing up, pulling on her arm until she stood up too, stretching her arms up as she yawned. He grabbed a shirt from his closet and handed it to it, giving her naked body a final lingering look as she pulled it over her head and laughed as the bottom of the shirt reached to her lower thigh.

He went into the kitchen and grabbed the only two boxes of cereal he had and held them out for her to inspect them. She frowned at the sugar content and sat them down on the far counter and looked at his refrigerator with her eyebrows raised. He waved his arm, motioning for her to make herself at home, and her white smile beamed as she pulled open the door.

She got out a glass container of orange juice, butter, and eggs. "Oh, that orange juice has a kick to it." He said as he took it from her and put it back into the fridge, "I don't think your parents would approve of me if we showed up with vodka on our breath."

She went to the stove and started scrambling eggs while he buttered some bread and put it in the oven to toast. As they waited for the food to cook, he put his hands on her hips and leaned down to kiss her neck, "Good morning, by the way." She leaned back against him and raised her hand up and put it on his cheek, sliding it against his face as he continued soaking her neck and shoulder blade in adorable wet kisses. "I must say that I love my new alarm clock."

One of his hands lifted to trail a finger down her spine as his lips continued sucking on the creamy white skin between her shoulder and her neck. "You'll give me a hicky if you keep that up, what's my father going to say?"

"Probably the same thing he says when he sees all the other hickies and marks I've left you with. What are they like? Am I going to wow them with my charm or should I try and win them over with my dazzling sense of humor?"

She flipped the eggs before she turned to look over her shoulder at his face, "don't try too hard and they'll like you. My oldest brother is going to give you a really hard time though."

"Oh yea? And what should I do if he makes me mad?"

She pursed her lips to the side as she thought about it, and then she smiled and laughed. "Think about getting me undressed when we get back home, that'll take your mind of him."

"I don't think that's going to solve any problems, on the contrary, I think that will raise quite an enormous one" he said huskily as he gently rubbed his hips against her backside. She laughed and pushed him away so that she could finish cooking. She heard him set two plates on the table and fill some glasses with milk.

She turned around towards the dining room with a pan full of scrambled eggs in one hand and a plate of toast in the other hand and gasped as she heard keys jingle in his front door lock before the door swung open. Her eyes grew huge and her mouth gaped open as she looked from Mulder to the woman standing in his doorway, and then back to Mulder.

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The woman looked from Mulder to the half naked woman in the kitchen and her eyebrows raised, she dropped her purse to the floor as her hands moved to prop up on her hips. "Well I'd say 'good morning' but it looks as though you're already having one."

Mulder shook his head and laughed, "Dana, this is my sister Samantha. She has this amazing and somewhat eerie talent of showing up places just when she is least wanted." He quickly sat down in a chair to keep Sam from seeing his tented boxers.

"So what's for breakfast?" Samantha asked as she glanced over at Dana and tried to keep her eyes on her face rather than her brother's sleeveless workout shirt she was wearing. She sat down across from Mulder and received a very hard, and nearly covert kick from him as he glared at her.

Dana seemed to snap out of her shock and she slowly walked to the table, setting the food down on the table and before going into the living room to get her clothes. Mulder leaned back in his chair as he craned his head to watch her, "aren't you going to eat?"

She glared at him and her lips flattened in a firm warning. "You don't have to get dressed on my account." Samantha said as she grabbed half of Mulder's toast and bit into it.

"Shut up." Mulder hissed as he kicked her again.

Dana got dressed in record time, fixing her hair and cleaning up her makeup. When she walked back into the dining room, Mulder was scraping the last of his eggs onto his fork. He stood up and pulled her chair out for her, sliding it closer to the table once she sat down. Dana picked up her fork and lifted her gaze to Samantha, pasting a seemingly comfortable smile on her face.

"I'm Dana Scully, you must be Samantha."

"Oh, you've had the family talk—" Sam said with raised eyebrows as she glanced over at her brother and watched him grin and shake his head, "must be serious. When's the wedding date?" Sam smiled, wanting to make her uncomfortable again, not because she didn't like her but because that's just what younger sisters were suppose to do.

"Not until next June," Dana quipped, chuckling as she looked over at Mulder's raised eyebrows and winked at him.

Samantha laughed and wiped a napkin across her mouth, "I like her Fox, be good to her." She said as she stood up and reached for her purse.

"Tell her to be good to me" Mulder whined as he slid his hand on Dana's knee under the table.

"Hey—just tolerate him, that's all I can ask for." Sam said to Dana as she held out her hand towards her. Dana smiled and shook it. "I was planning on crashing here tonight unless you two were going to have another hot and wild night."

Dana's face reddened but she kept her hand steady, "well you've been here longer than I have, I'd say you call the shots more so than I do."

"Hmmm," she said doubtfully as she dropped Dana's hand, "I know men, and I know my brother—I think you've got more of a say-so than I do now."

"Well, by all means, stay the night. It'll be a quiet here" she said, noticing Mulder's mouth tilt in a frown.

"Do I have any say in this?" Mulder asked as he reclined in his chair and folded his arms across his broad chest.

"No" both women said at the same time. Dana stood up and stepped next to Mulder and dropped her head to kiss his cheek. "Pick me up in an hour?" She asked and kissed him again quickly when he smiled boyishly and nodded his head. "Bring a swim suit."

"Which way are you headed? I can drop you off." Samantha offered.

Mulder cringed and almost stood up to offer to drive her home himself but Dana was already telling her where she lived and accepted her offer.

He stood up with them and walked them to the door, getting the leather coat off the coat stand and holding it out for Dana to put on. "Oh, I really like that jacket, Dana. We'll have to go shopping sometime—my closet is in desperate need of some new clothes."

Dana opened her mouth and smiled when Mulder shifted nervously on his feet, "That sounds fun, but I'm afraid your brother picked this out." Samantha's eyes widened as her eyebrow arched—her signature move this this morning. "Shall we?" Dana said as she scooted past Sam and walked out of the apartment and made her way down the hallway to the elevator.

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An hour and a half later, there was a knock at her apartment door. Dana swung it open the door and put her hands on her hips. "I know, I'm sorry. Traffic was bad through town. Are you ready?"

She nodded her head and handed him a duffle bag, "I packed an extra beach towel—I figured you'd forget yours." She said as she went to the kitchen and grabbed a wrapped bowl off the counter and walked out of the apartment, locking the door behind them.

"What did you make?" he asked as he looked at the bowl curiously.

"Banana pudding" she said smugly with a hidden smile on her lips. Mulder chuckled and pushed her against the door behind her as he pressed his lips against hers, his tongue immediately flicking against her lips, begging for entry which she heartbreakingly didn't allow him. "We don't have time for this, baby" she pouted, feeling the knots in her stomach tighten unbearably tight.

"We've always got time for this. Please" he said, his lips returning to hers and tugging softly on her bottom lip until her mouth parted in a smile and let him slid inside, rolling his tongue against hers. She inhaled through her nose as her free hand came up to cup the back of his head, her fingers running delicately through his hair.

He dropped the duffle bag on the floor and wrapped his arms around her, putting his hands on her ass and lifting her up onto her tiptoes. He growled into her mouth before he pulled away from her and sat her back down. "Don't take this the wrong way, but I really don't want to see your family right now."

"Come on, let's go" she laughed as she grabbed his hand and pulled him to the elevator, hardly giving him enough time to grab her bag back up off the floor.

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When they got into his car, she glanced into the back seat and her mouth gaped when she saw a bright red speedo laying on the seat. "What the hell is that?"

Mulder followed her gaze and smiled embarrassingly. "What, you said to bring a suit."

"Mulder, I'm not going to let my family see you in that—good lord, they'll see all of you."

He laughed and reached over to kiss her , "I'm just kidding, I have swim trunks in the back."

She let out a nervous breath and reached into the back to grab the speedo, holding it up in the air between them. "Don't get me wrong, I'd love to see you in them."

"My body is here for your pleasure, my lady." He said as he buckled up and cranked the car.

"I'll be taking advantage of that statement later" she laughed as she tossed the speedo behind her and looked in the back floorboard to see two packs of beer and a four bottles of wine. "Are you going to try and get them all drunk?" she laughed.

"Three of those bottles are for us later; one's for your mother and the beers are for your father and brothers. Call it my peace offering for taking their precious sweet baby girl."

She smiled as her eyebrow arched playfully, "are you taking me? Is it going to be hard and fast?"

"God, you drive me fucking crazy" he said breathlessly as he felt his cock twitch. She blew him a kiss and laid the seat back, propping her feet up on the dashboard and closing her eyes. "Before you go to sleep, care to tell me where we're headed?"

She groaned and yawned, "always so many questions with you."

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When he pulled into the a street parking spot, his hands were sweating and the steering wheel was soaked. He leaned over and kissed Dana's cheek, putting his hand on her hip and shaking her, "wake up, we're here."

She jerked awake and sat up, pushing the hair out of her face as her eyes adjusted to the sunlight. "You parked on the wrong side of the street" she said with a sleepy frown.

"Well—your parent's driveway looks like they're the most popular people on the planet. There are even cars on the lawn." He said as he nodded across the street.

"Oh my god." She said as she unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car, stomping her foot against the ground as she looked at all the cars. "Well baby, you're about to meet the entire Scully family-immediate, extended, and estranged. I'm glad you brought alcohol."

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Mulder stepped out of the car and looked at the house as if it were top on America's most haunted houses; he swallowed and pulled the collar of his shirt away from his neck. But then he smiled confidently and called Dana's name, giving her a reassuring wink as he motioned for her to come help him unload the car. She took her bowl of banana pudding and grabbed a case of beer while Mulder grabbed the other alcohol and closed and locked the car doors.

"Anything I should know before we go in?"

"That I really, really like you…and I'm really sorry…and I really will make this up to you."

"Come on, they can't be that bad—they aren't cannibals or anything." When her face didn't brighten, he felt the worry rise up his throat, "Dana…" he said, "don't let them eat me."

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