Chapter 3 - There Was A Knock On The Door

Scully spent the next day as she spent most of her Saturdays busily trying to catch up on her chores. She did two loads of laundry and was attacking the dust bunnies that had taken up residence under her couch when she heard the phone ringing.

"Scully"

"Hey, it's me"

"Hiya Mulder - what's up?"

"Not much, just wanted to thank you again for going with me last night. You being there made it tolerable for me."

Scully felt a tinge of guilt spread over her as she realized she had ignored Mulder for the last hour or so of the party "Mulder, I am sorry about last night. That was rude of me to carry on like that in front of you."

Mulder felt a bit hurt but decided against letting Scully know how he really felt. "Scully, it was nice to see you enjoying yourself. I am only sorry that I wasn't as lucky."

"Mulder, sometimes you are too nice to me. I don't deserve you."

"You're right, you don't. So what are you doing today?"

"Besides cleaning and laundry not much - you?"

"I don't know - I may stop by and see the Lone Gunmen for a bit later. They are dying to show me some new satellite pictures they have stumbled upon. They think they have found a great piece of evidence for us to use."

"Sounds like fun."

"Well, if it is the flop these things usually are, maybe I will stop by."

"Okay, do that"

Scully hung up the phone and tried not to think anything more about the evening before. She had already thought more than she should have about the dark haired stranger that had held her in his arms so wonderfully.

"Like I will ever hear from him again" she said to herself and she dove under the couch again trying in vain to reach the last elusive dust bunny.

The doorbell rang just as she grasped it and she walked over to the door wondering why Mulder was stopping by so soon. "Maybe" she thought as she swung the door open "he wanted to talk her into going to the Gunmen's with him."

She pulled the door open with one hand still holding the dust bunny in the other. Her mouth fell open when she saw the dark haired man standing in her doorway holding a huge bouquet of red roses.

She opened her mouth to speak but before she could get a sound out, his mouth was on hers and she was swept into a deep passionate kiss.

The dark haired man backed her into her apartment and without breaking the kiss, placed the flowers on the coffee table. Now having both hands free, he wrapped them around Scully and lifted her into the air.

Before she knew it she was flat on her bed with the dark haired man slowly removing her clothes. She thought about stopping him, but although her mind was willing her body was indeed weak giving into the waves of sensation that flooded over her.

The waves continued bringing her higher and higher and eventually crashing down. Again and again, the dark haired man brought her to the edge and over it until she fell asleep exhausted in his arms.

She didn't hear the phone ring hours later. But he did. She didn't hear Mulder's message telling her that the Lone Gunmen may have stumbled onto something. But he did.

He smiled to himself. So they had discovered the site of their little experiments. They would come and he would be ready for them.

Scully slept through until morning when she awoke the feeling of butterfly kisses being placed all over her body. She had yet to open her eyes, but she felt the sense of urgency rising within her again. She gave into it.

Finally, when they were done she opened her eyes and looked at him. He was a truly handsome man. A man of power and he knew how to use it.

"Good morning"

"Morning" Scully replied surprised that she had a voice after all the screams he had produced from within her.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure"

"Do you believe in love at first sight?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Because I think I am in love with you Dana Scully"

Scully felt a mixture of joy and confusion at this confession "But"

"Don't you feel it too?"

Panic started to sink in a bit "I don't know what I feel. I don't even know who you are"

"I know, and yet you let me in here without question. You let me love you over and over again without hesitation. Surely, that must mean something."

Scully's confusion grew. What did she feel for this man?

She opened her mouth to ask more questions but he silenced her yet again. Scully couldn't seem to help herself. Logically she knew she was acting so unlike herself but it felt so right. So good.

It was around lunch time when he rose from the bed and prepared to leave. "I hate to tear myself away from you Dana, but I need to get some rest before tomorrow. I have an important meeting."

Scully nodded weakly and wrapped her robe around herself as she walked him to the door. He kissed her briefly and told her he would be in touch.

Right before he walked down the hall he turned to her. "Oh, I forgot to tell you something Dana."

She raised her eyebrow waiting "My name, it's Alex. Alex Krycek."

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Krycek's apartment Later that afternoon

"So it went as you expected"

Krycek smiled to himself remembering how Scully felt beneath him "Better"

"Than the drug worked"

"Like a charm. She never even felt the prick when I injected her with it."

"Excellent. Agent Scully is already proving to be useful to us. Any side effects?"

"Besides her being so horny she would screw anything that breathed, none that I noticed. Although she did sleep pretty soundly and for quite a while when the overall affects started wearing off. I gave her another small dose in the morning and it kept her going until lunch."

"And what is her state of mind."

"Totally confused. I placed some suggestive thoughts in her mind about being in love with me for starters. If those seem to take, I will start adding thoughts about her beloved partner."

"Excellent. So she will be ready when the time comes and the trap has been set."

"Yes, she will and maybe then I will try it on Mulder too"

The older man laughed "You are truly evil Alex"

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Scully's apartment 3:30 pm

Scully awoke to the sounds of knocking on her door. Glancing at the clock as she walked over to it, she couldn't believe her eyes when it read after 3:30. She obviously had fallen asleep on the couch.

Not wanting to be surprised again, she looked through the peephole and saw Mulder standing in her hallway. She opened the door and was greeted by a look of concern on Mulder's face.

"Scully, are you okay? You like you have been dragged through the wringer"

"I'm fine Mulder. I've have just had an interesting weekend, that's all."

"Oh, so that's why you haven't returned my phone call."

"You called?"

"Yeah, last night. I left you message. Didn't you get it?"

Scully hurried over to her answering machine hoping that Mulder didn't notice the blush that was creeping up her face as she thought about her activities from the night before.

She seemed to remember only bits and pieces of it - almost like it was a dream. But she knew it was real by the soreness between her legs today.

"Are you sure you left a message, Mulder? There doesn't seem to be one."

"Yes, I'm sure I did. Perhaps your guest erased it on you."

"Guest?"

"Come on Scully. This is me you are talking to. You don't think I can tell when a woman has been ravished from sunset to sunrise. Was it the guy from last night?"

Scully was going to give him one of her patented glare but was too tired to do so. "Yeah, he was here. But it was very strange."

Mulder leering smile turned into one of concern as he took Scully's hand and led her to the couch. "Strange how?"

"I am not quite sure and I am also not sure if I really want to share everything that happened here last night."

Mulder looked disappointed "Whenever you're ready Scully"

Mulder didn't let go of her hand and they sat there in silence just enjoying each other's company. Scully confusion grew. Alex brought only thoughts of lust into her mind while Mulder brought peace and tranquility. Did that mean she was in love?

"Hey Scully, I am starved. How about you? Can I order us some grub?"

Scully was still lost in her thoughts but managed to get out a feeble nod.

Mulder got up to call in the order for Indian food, Scully's favorite, worrying about his partner. She wasn't quite herself and that combined with what she had said had him worried.

"So Scully, does lover boy have a name?"

Scully smiled "Alex Krycek"

"Know anything else about him?"

"Not really. For some reason I never felt like asking him any questions"

"You, not ask questions? Maybe I should open an X-file"

"Funny, Mulder, very funny" The food arrived and they ate basically in silence. Mulder was brimming with questions but could tell that Scully was in one of her contemplative moods and therefore left it alone. For now.

Scully was practically falling asleep in her food so Mulder cut the evening short and made sure that Scully was safely tucked into bed before leaving her apartment locking the door behind him.

He didn't head for home but instead headed back to the Lone Gunmen's place. Scully may not be up to asking questions but he was and he had a lot about the man named Alex Krycek.

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