Chapter 14 - Someone's Knocking At The Door
Scully was still rather embarrassed by her actions the night before - maybe she had drunk of bit of Brian's magic potion without knowing it. How else could she explain her behavior?
Scully found Mulder in the kitchen going through the morning paper and sipping on his coffee. He looked up her and nodded his good morning greeting to her before returning to the story he was reading.
Apparently, Mulder had decided to forget the events of the night before too. Scully wasn't sure if she was happy or disappointed about that.
She poured herself a cup of coffee and joined him at the table quietly sipping until he was finished with his story, folder up the paper and looked at her.
Mulder knew the moment that Scully walked into the room that she was nervous about what had transpired between the two of them the night before. He had taken his time reading the paper not so much because he was interested in the story, but because he was trying to decide how to best handle Scully.
He decided to have pity on her. "What do you have planned for today Scully?" he said sipping his coffee.
"I think I am going to take a sample of the tea that Agnes wanted you to give me down to the lab for testing. I am very curious to find out exactly what she put in there. You?"
Mulder put down his coffee cup and shrugged. "Not totally sure. May work some more on the background checks for everyone in the neighborhood here or perhaps do some more research into the Gibson family."
"Sounds like a fun-filled day to me" Scully said rising from the table and putting her coffee cup in the sink. "I shouldn't be too long - is there anything on the schedule for this evening?"
"Nothing yet."
"Great. I could do with a quiet evening. Shall I rent us a movie while I am out?" Scully asked putting the sample of tea into her briefcase.
"Sure - just make sure you don't bring home any 'chick flicks'."
Scully smiled at her partner and left Mulder alone with his coffee and paper.
Mulder quickly finished up his reading of the paper and proceeded to log onto his computer. He knew he should work on some more background checks, but his desire to learn more about Agnes, her family and their particular kind of magic won out.
Mulder was so deep in thought that he barely heard the doorbell ring. He rubbed his eyes while getting up and noticed that it was almost lunch time as he headed for the door.
He opened the door to find Wendy standing there holding a stack of papers that Mulder assumed was the story that she wanted him to read the night before.
"Hello Wendy" Mulder said trying very hard to look into Wendy's eyes and not down her plunging neckline.
"Hi Richard." Wendy said pushing her way past Mulder into the house. "I hope you don't mind my popping over like this."
Mulder shook his head. "Of course not. Is that your story?"
"Yes, with all the confusion last night you forgot to take it with you."
"Sorry about that." Mulder said even though he was not sorry at all. "Would you like some coffee?"
"Love some" Wendy purred as she followed him into the kitchen. Mulder wasn't sure why, but his intuition was telling him that something was not right.
His intuition was right.
Wendy waited until Mulder crossed over to the kitchen sink to fill the coffee pot before making her move. She easily trapped him when he turned from the sink.
She took the coffee pot from his hand and placed it on the counter. "Your hand" Wendy said picking up the one he pricked the night before "Does it still hurt?"
At her touch, Mulder felt a strange sensation slowly flow into his body - like he was watching himself in a dream. "A bit."
Wendy pouted at this and brought the hurt finger to her lips. "Let me kiss it and make it better for you."
She placed a small kiss on the tip of his finger and then proceeded to run her tongue around the edge as well.
The strange sensation within Mulder continued. He knew he should pull back but somehow couldn't bring himself to do it. In fact it took a great deal of willpower to get himself to speak.
"Wendy. What are you doing?"
Wendy smiled as she sucked the entire finger into her mouth. She sucked on it for a moment or two watching Mulder's eyes slowly fill with desire.
She slowly released his finger and then answered his question. "I just wanted to know if what I felt happening between us last night was real or just a figment of my imagination."
She turned Mulder's hand palm up and traced the lines on it with her tongue. She smiled again this time not looking at Mulder's eyes, but his crotch. "Judging but what I am seeing, it is real, very real."
Mulder felt his arousal start to stir with her first touch. It was as if every nerve ending in his body was on high alert and sending sensual feelings to his groin.
He heard a sound and realized it was his own groan as she pulled him towards her and slowly rubbed her body against his.
"Oh yes Richard what we have is definitely real." She put a hand on either side of his head and pulled him down to kiss her.
Scully pulled into the driveway of the house and gave a small sigh. "It is good to be home" she thought to herself and she picked up her briefcase and the two movies she had chosen. "Pizza and a movie - it doesn't get much better than that."
Scully opened up the front door and placed her briefcase on the small hall table, reaching into it to pull out the results of her lab tests. She couldn't wait to tell Mulder about them.
She called out to him as she pushed the door of the kitchen open. "Mulder, you will never believe what I.."
The rest of what Scully was going to say froze in her throat. There in front of her were Mulder and Wendy. Not only were they kissing in a most passionate manner, but Wendy was busily working on getting Mulder's zipper down.
Scully stood there mouth open unable to believe what she was witnessing. She must have gasped out loud for Wendy pulled herself away from Mulder and looked at her.
"Well, Richard, guess you and I will have to finish this up another time. That is unless your beautiful wife would like to join us?"
Wendy took another look at the scowl on Scully's face before continuing. "Well maybe next time." She patted Mulder on the face and turned to walk out of the room pausing right in front of Scully.
She reached out and stroked Scully on the face almost wistfully. "You are a beautiful woman." she said as she continued her stroking. "I may just have to have you next."
And with that she was gone.
Agnes was waiting for Wendy as she left the house. As soon as she was through the door, Agnes crossed over to her and grabbed her arm.
"Leave him alone" she hissed at Wendy. "He is in love with her."
Wendy just smiled at the older woman and forcibly removed her hand from her arm. "Well, he may love her but he wants me. And even more importantly, I want him and I always get what I want."
Having found herself free of Agnes, she smiled an evil smile at her. "He will be mine, all mine, by the end of the week."
Wendy then walked down the street planning her conquest and wondering why Jodi would call him 'Mulder'.
As soon as he could not longer feel her touch, Mulder slowly came back to reality. With that reality came the knowledge that Scully, who was still standing in the middle of the kitchen with her mouth open, had walked into the kitchen at a most inopportune time.
Mulder blinked once then twice and shook his head to clear the last of the cobwebs. "Scully" he said taking a step towards her.
She raised her hand to stop him. "Not now Mulder."
Mulder tried desperately to read her face but it gave no clue of what emotions were roaring behind those blue eyes. The walls he had been working so hard to bring down were once again in place and even stronger than before.
He had no choice but to let her walk away.
End of chapter 14.
Scully was still rather embarrassed by her actions the night before - maybe she had drunk of bit of Brian's magic potion without knowing it. How else could she explain her behavior?
Scully found Mulder in the kitchen going through the morning paper and sipping on his coffee. He looked up her and nodded his good morning greeting to her before returning to the story he was reading.
Apparently, Mulder had decided to forget the events of the night before too. Scully wasn't sure if she was happy or disappointed about that.
She poured herself a cup of coffee and joined him at the table quietly sipping until he was finished with his story, folder up the paper and looked at her.
Mulder knew the moment that Scully walked into the room that she was nervous about what had transpired between the two of them the night before. He had taken his time reading the paper not so much because he was interested in the story, but because he was trying to decide how to best handle Scully.
He decided to have pity on her. "What do you have planned for today Scully?" he said sipping his coffee.
"I think I am going to take a sample of the tea that Agnes wanted you to give me down to the lab for testing. I am very curious to find out exactly what she put in there. You?"
Mulder put down his coffee cup and shrugged. "Not totally sure. May work some more on the background checks for everyone in the neighborhood here or perhaps do some more research into the Gibson family."
"Sounds like a fun-filled day to me" Scully said rising from the table and putting her coffee cup in the sink. "I shouldn't be too long - is there anything on the schedule for this evening?"
"Nothing yet."
"Great. I could do with a quiet evening. Shall I rent us a movie while I am out?" Scully asked putting the sample of tea into her briefcase.
"Sure - just make sure you don't bring home any 'chick flicks'."
Scully smiled at her partner and left Mulder alone with his coffee and paper.
Mulder quickly finished up his reading of the paper and proceeded to log onto his computer. He knew he should work on some more background checks, but his desire to learn more about Agnes, her family and their particular kind of magic won out.
Mulder was so deep in thought that he barely heard the doorbell ring. He rubbed his eyes while getting up and noticed that it was almost lunch time as he headed for the door.
He opened the door to find Wendy standing there holding a stack of papers that Mulder assumed was the story that she wanted him to read the night before.
"Hello Wendy" Mulder said trying very hard to look into Wendy's eyes and not down her plunging neckline.
"Hi Richard." Wendy said pushing her way past Mulder into the house. "I hope you don't mind my popping over like this."
Mulder shook his head. "Of course not. Is that your story?"
"Yes, with all the confusion last night you forgot to take it with you."
"Sorry about that." Mulder said even though he was not sorry at all. "Would you like some coffee?"
"Love some" Wendy purred as she followed him into the kitchen. Mulder wasn't sure why, but his intuition was telling him that something was not right.
His intuition was right.
Wendy waited until Mulder crossed over to the kitchen sink to fill the coffee pot before making her move. She easily trapped him when he turned from the sink.
She took the coffee pot from his hand and placed it on the counter. "Your hand" Wendy said picking up the one he pricked the night before "Does it still hurt?"
At her touch, Mulder felt a strange sensation slowly flow into his body - like he was watching himself in a dream. "A bit."
Wendy pouted at this and brought the hurt finger to her lips. "Let me kiss it and make it better for you."
She placed a small kiss on the tip of his finger and then proceeded to run her tongue around the edge as well.
The strange sensation within Mulder continued. He knew he should pull back but somehow couldn't bring himself to do it. In fact it took a great deal of willpower to get himself to speak.
"Wendy. What are you doing?"
Wendy smiled as she sucked the entire finger into her mouth. She sucked on it for a moment or two watching Mulder's eyes slowly fill with desire.
She slowly released his finger and then answered his question. "I just wanted to know if what I felt happening between us last night was real or just a figment of my imagination."
She turned Mulder's hand palm up and traced the lines on it with her tongue. She smiled again this time not looking at Mulder's eyes, but his crotch. "Judging but what I am seeing, it is real, very real."
Mulder felt his arousal start to stir with her first touch. It was as if every nerve ending in his body was on high alert and sending sensual feelings to his groin.
He heard a sound and realized it was his own groan as she pulled him towards her and slowly rubbed her body against his.
"Oh yes Richard what we have is definitely real." She put a hand on either side of his head and pulled him down to kiss her.
Scully pulled into the driveway of the house and gave a small sigh. "It is good to be home" she thought to herself and she picked up her briefcase and the two movies she had chosen. "Pizza and a movie - it doesn't get much better than that."
Scully opened up the front door and placed her briefcase on the small hall table, reaching into it to pull out the results of her lab tests. She couldn't wait to tell Mulder about them.
She called out to him as she pushed the door of the kitchen open. "Mulder, you will never believe what I.."
The rest of what Scully was going to say froze in her throat. There in front of her were Mulder and Wendy. Not only were they kissing in a most passionate manner, but Wendy was busily working on getting Mulder's zipper down.
Scully stood there mouth open unable to believe what she was witnessing. She must have gasped out loud for Wendy pulled herself away from Mulder and looked at her.
"Well, Richard, guess you and I will have to finish this up another time. That is unless your beautiful wife would like to join us?"
Wendy took another look at the scowl on Scully's face before continuing. "Well maybe next time." She patted Mulder on the face and turned to walk out of the room pausing right in front of Scully.
She reached out and stroked Scully on the face almost wistfully. "You are a beautiful woman." she said as she continued her stroking. "I may just have to have you next."
And with that she was gone.
Agnes was waiting for Wendy as she left the house. As soon as she was through the door, Agnes crossed over to her and grabbed her arm.
"Leave him alone" she hissed at Wendy. "He is in love with her."
Wendy just smiled at the older woman and forcibly removed her hand from her arm. "Well, he may love her but he wants me. And even more importantly, I want him and I always get what I want."
Having found herself free of Agnes, she smiled an evil smile at her. "He will be mine, all mine, by the end of the week."
Wendy then walked down the street planning her conquest and wondering why Jodi would call him 'Mulder'.
As soon as he could not longer feel her touch, Mulder slowly came back to reality. With that reality came the knowledge that Scully, who was still standing in the middle of the kitchen with her mouth open, had walked into the kitchen at a most inopportune time.
Mulder blinked once then twice and shook his head to clear the last of the cobwebs. "Scully" he said taking a step towards her.
She raised her hand to stop him. "Not now Mulder."
Mulder tried desperately to read her face but it gave no clue of what emotions were roaring behind those blue eyes. The walls he had been working so hard to bring down were once again in place and even stronger than before.
He had no choice but to let her walk away.
End of chapter 14.