21 pages of love, just for you! lol, Brittney and I thank you.
Here's chapter... 3?
Just as Mulder was about to reach for the phone, Coco came out of the bedroom dressed up and ready to leave. Her make-up was over done, as always, and the perfume she was wearing had obviously been sprayed one time too many. Her heels clicked against the tiled hallway.
"Where are you off to," he called out before she made her descend down the staircase. She looked over her shoulder and gave him a childish look, as if he should know.
"Out with the girls, remember?"
"Out... where, Coco?"
"It's Marie's Bachorlette party! I told you about it last night. How could you forget," she asked with a hint of disgust in her voice. As if her plans were more important than his. When he didn't say anything, she began to make her way down the staircase again, but as if she remembered something less important, she turned. "And don't forget. The kids are coming back from summer camp today. You need to pick them up."
And she was gone.
"What the fuck!?" Andrea said through a mouthful of lay's potato chips, full of rage. Brittney gave her a quizzical look and then she pointed to the thing coming out of the brick house they were stalking, and it wasn't the person they wanted it to be. Brittney choked on her lemonade when she saw Tea Leoni.
"What the hell is she doing here? So, all that talk about being married, he's married to her? And I thought this dimension was perfect. What's next Mark as Scully's boyfriend?" Andrea's mouth fell open wide. "What? I was joking. You seriously couldn't th-."
"Well he said her name's Coco. Coco, Tea... still a drink, see? And Scully said that his name's Marco. It sounds a lot like Mark." Andrea developed an evil grin across her lips. "Brittney, you know how we were always talking about-"
"Making fun of Drink and being extremely rude to her?" Brittney finished the sentence.
"Yes! Well, I have an idea." Andrea pushed the trunk button on Brittney... well Laverne's car. She shoved the door open and Brittney followed, both went to the trunk. Andrea pushed it open, revealing a case of Arizona Green Tea Cans, the worst drink on earth. Andrea grabbed a handful, as did Brittney. Together, they ran to the driveway and threw the drinks down right in front of Coco, causing the cans to explode, spraying tea all over her white outfit, staining it. Andrea and Brittney took off back to the car cackling hysterically.
"Wait!" Brittney shouted once in the car. She found a handful of tampons in the glove department and threw them at Coco as she stalked back into the house. "Skanky Lint Licker!" Coco let out a growl of frustration.
Scully paced her living room a million times as Marco remained on the couch in front of her plasma television, watching the football game he had been glued to all afternoon. Piper was at her friend's house, again. She'd go anywhere to get away from Marco and she let her mother know it, just before she walked out of the front door.
"I don't care where you go, what you do, or who you do, just get him out of our lives," was what she told her mother before she smiled and bounced out of the door. Scully rolled her eyes.
If only it were that easy.
The television was so loud, she couldn't even hear herself think. If she never had to endure another ESPN football game again, it would be too soon. She was almost paranoid that she'd miss Mulder's call because of the volume on that damn television.
"Marco, could you turn that down a bit?"
No response.
"Marco!"
"Huh!?"
"Turn down the damn volume!" He mumbled something not so intelligent and lowered the sound a few notches. She had just paced her living room a million and one times when she heard the phone ring. Even though Marco would probably make no attempt what so ever to answer the phone, she yelled out anyway. "Got it! I got it!" She ran to the phone that was hanging from the wall and didn't even let it ring once before she answered it.
"Hello?"
"I called like I promised I would," even over the phone, she could imagine that sexy grin of his. Like a high school girl in love, she twirled the cord of the phone around her fingers and leaned her back against the wall. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing. I was about to clean," she lied sweetly. "-but since you called, I guess I can put that off." She knew with Marco's attention focused on the two hundred pound men tackling each other, he wouldn't even hear her conversation. "What are you doing," she asked in return.
"Oh, the usual. Being a slave in my own home."
"Well that doesn't seem too fun."
"Trust me, it isn't." She sighed and looked up at the digital clock she had installed above her entertainment center that held all of her favorite movies and books. It was early afternoon and Piper wouldn't be home until tomorrow. She had to get out of this house. She had to get away from Marco. She had to see Mulder. "Listen... I was thinking. Maybe later tonight, if you'd like to come over... maybe have some dinner and watch a movie...?"
"Of course." She could feel her smile grow and her heart beat faster. Despair ran through her, though, as she realized she had no idea where he lived. "Wait... I don't know where you live. How am I-"
"We'll meet at the grocery store. I'll take you from there."
"You just want me to leave my car in a grocery store parking lot," she whispered in disbelief. "You're nuts."
"Or you can follow me, which ever you'd like," he teasingly answered back. He suddenly remembered his kids would be home and he wondered if he should bring it up. Would she still go if his kids were there? Would his kids even like her? "Ugh... one little detail I forgot to mention. We'll need to pick my kids up from summer camp." He held his breath as he waited for her response.
"Sure! So are you saying I get to meet them?" A wave of relief washed over him and he slumped against the wall to control his breathing. This woman was going to give him a heart attack.
"Yes. If you want to, that is."
Coco had come back up the stairs, a look of disgust evident on her face. She was covered in some sort of brown liquid. Her white cleavage bearing halter top and jean miniskirt was stained. Luckily, she hadn't heard his conversation as she made her way up the staircase. But she noticed he was on the phone when she walked out of the bedroom again, sunglasses hanging from her hand.
"Who are you talking to," she demanded, descending down the steps.
"One of the guys," he automatically answered, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. She nodded, uninterested; maybe thinking the phone was for her instead. She huffed and walked back down the stairs again. Mulder waited until he heard the front door close and Coco's car engine rev until he laughed out loud. "I'll see you in a few minutes, okay?"
"Okay." They said their goodbyes and hung up the phone. When Scully turned around, Marco was still glued to the television, but he heard the end the click of the phone.
"Who was that?"
"The hospital just called. They need me to come in," she explained as she began to climb the stairs. "You'll be fine to cook dinner tonight?"
"Hmpf," was all she got back. She changed into a pair of casual blue jeans she often wore at the hospital, but could pass for almost anything and into a dark colored, button down blouse. She ran a brush through her hair and fixed her make-up, then brushed her teeth and sprinkled some perfume onto her neck. Just enough for Mulder to notice, but not enough to drown him in it.
"I'll be home later tonight. Don't burn the house down.
Scully waited in her ford fusion, the air conditioner blowing cold air out at her. It was a beautiful August day, not a cloud in the sky, yet the heat was almost unbearable. She hated having to lie to Marco. If she would just have told the truth then she wouldn't have to wear something she usually wore to work. But telling the truth was not an option. The radio played her favorite Moby song, "We're All Made of Stars." She had changed her mind and decided to take up his offer on having him drive them both to his house. Maybe tonight would be just as wonderful as the night before, but then she had to prepare herself for any unintended situations. Meeting his kids had already put her in a nervous state, and she just wanted to see him... soon.
A smile appeared on her face when she saw him pull in the parking lot. Before he could even park his car, she was getting out of her own and walking across the parking lot. Just knowing that he was only a few yards away, she began to jog. She was so excited about finally seeing him again, that she didn't notice the car that was about to back out of it's parking space. The driver held down the horn and leaned his head out of his window, shouting and cursing at Scully as she jumped quickly out of his way.
He got out of his own car and shut the door, then leaned against it and crossed his arms over his chest. He watched her with an amused grin and tried his best not to laugh at her as she waved off the angry driver. As she grew closer to him and his perfect body, she felt the sudden need to touch him again.
"Well someone looks a little excited," he greeted her with a sweet smile and held out his arms as an excuse to touch her. She took up his offer and walked willingly into his open arms. She sighed when she met his chest and snuggled into his embrace. With his arms wrapped tightly around her, she felt safe. She felt at home in his arms. They pulled apart slowly and remained close. "Where's your car?"
"I decided to take you up on your offer and have my own personal driver for the said," she commented with a smile. With that being said, he grabbed her hand and gently pulled her around to the other side of his car, where he then opened the door for her and held it there so she could sit in the passenger seat. She felt her heart leap with joy at his gesture and without any warning, leaned up to press a gentle kiss of thanks to his lips.
When they rolled into the parking lot of an elementary school, butterflies whizzed crazily in Scully's stomach. She was so nervous. Would his kids like her? She bit her lip as Mulder squeezed her hand reassuringly. He knew what she was thinking.
"There'll love you. How can't they love you? I've practically fell in love with you in less than a day." He let out a shaky laugh; not knowing if that was exactly the right thing to have said. Scully smiled in reply. "Come on," He opened the door and two kids ran at him.
"Daddy!" They screamed in unison. After hugging his daughter in striped shorts and a bright yellow tank top, he put her down and scooped his son into his arms. The girl played with one of her pigtails as she caught sight of the stranger standing with her father.
"Kids, this is a very special friend of mine, Dana Scully." Scully noticed how much they looked like their father. Madelaine had blonde hair, which fell at her shoulders, and green eyes. Her nose was even identical to Mulder's. Kyd had Mulder's lips, eye color, and a brown hair color, that wasn't quite as dark as Mulder's. There was some blonde mixed in there.
"Hi, I'm Kyd." Kyd, in green t-shirt, khaki shorts, and black crocs, who was very outgoing, introduced himself. "How do you know, Daddy?" The young six year old boy scratched his head.
"Well, your Daddy and I met in the grocery store." Mulder put down Kyd and took his hand.
"Are you two about ready to go? Scully's gonna hang out with us for the day."
"Are you coming to our house?" Madelaine asked, breaking her silence. She was smiling, which was a good sign.
"I think so," She looked at Mulder to make sure.
"Yes, she is Madelaine. Why don't you go get your suitcase and Kyd and I will go get his." Madelaine simply nodded and took Scully's hand pulling her in the direction of one of the school buses.
"What do you do?" Madelaine asked as she looked around, trying to find where all the suitcases were. Her hand was still attached to Scully's.
"I'm a doctor."
"That means you're smart. What kind of doctor are you?" Scully knew that when she answered this she would get even more questions. Madelaine pulled her off in the direction of her suitcase.
"Yeah, I guess that means I'm pretty smart. I'm a pediatric neurologist." Madelaine's eyes went wide and turned to her. Her expression made Scully giggle.
"A what?"
"It means I work with children who have brain disorders and brain diseases." She put it simple. "So what did you do at camp?"
"Everything."
"Like what?"
"Hike. Swim. Have fun. Do you like kids?"
"I work with children every day. So yeah, I like kids. I have a daughter named Piper." Madelaine's eyes lit up at the thought of having a new friend.
"Really? How old is she?"
"She's 13." Madelaine's smile faded. Scully noticed, smiling weakly.
"But I'm sure she would like to meet you." Madelaine smiled again. She had the same smile Mulder had. It was adorable, his features on a young girl. Only if she would've been theirs.
"Are you married?" Madelaine wheeled her pink suitcase towards the other school bus, towards where her father and younger brother were. Her hand was grasping Scully's, pulling her along. God was it hot out.
" Nope."
"Why not? You're pretty."
"Thank you. And even if your pretty, you have to get a man who likes you for you."
"You ready to get out of here, Madelaine?" Mulder walked over to Scully and his daughter, Kyd hoisted on his hip.
"Yeah, let me go say bye to Kylie, Katie, and Monica." Madelaine ran off towards the bus where a bunch of kids were still waiting for their parents. Scully, Mulder, and Kyd, who was still attached to Mulder's side, walked off to the car.
"Daddy, I need help getting into my seat." Kyd said at the back door to his father at the trunk.
"Uhm, Scully could you help him. I kind of have my hands full." Mulder was standing in front of the trunk, trying to make room for the kids' suitcases. Even though that wasn't Coco's car, her stuff was everywhere.
"Sure." Kyd crawled into the car, and Scully had to put in his booster seat, which was not currently strapped in.
After strapping the seat in, Kyd sat down in it, and allowed Scully to buckle him. Kyd extended his arm out to Scully and he grabbed her red hair. Scully, watched Kyd as he pressed her hair to his nose, inhaling her scent, and then smiling wide at her.
"You smell nice." Kyd was adorable and sweet. He let go of Scully's hair once Madelaine came through the other door.
The house was somewhere north of large, which made Scully wonder what exactly Coco did for a living. When she followed Kyd and Madelaine into the house she stood in an open foyer with a wide stair case with an iron railing coming down. The floor had the spotless white tiles, which made Scully wish her house was that clean.
"I wanna show you my room!" Madelaine pulled Scully up the stairs just as Mulder entered with both suitcases. Kyd ran after the girls up the steps, and then Mulder followed. Using his muscles to carry both suitcases with him.
Madelaine's room was nice and open. The walls were a light green and her bed was a canopy bed with white iron bars. She had a white desk, decorated with many picture frames. She had a bulletin board which contained even more pictures.
"You have a very nice room."
"Thanks." Scully drifted over to her desk, admiring her many pictures. Most of them were of her and her father, some with her friends, and one with her mother. Scully picked it up.
"Is this your mother?" Madelaine walked up next to Scully and dropped her head as she replied.
"Yes, that's her."
"What's wrong?"
"I don't really see her, and neither does daddy or Kyd."
"Why don't you see her?" Scully regretted asking that as soon as the words escaped her lips. It wasn't any of her business. Besides, Mulder already explained some of it to her.
"She's always out. She doesn't really come home. And whenever she does... she doesn't really have time for me."
Now, that made Scully angry. Scully was probably one of the most busy doctors in the DC area, and she still had time for Piper. To her, Piper always came first. But before Scully could say anything back, Madelaine spoke again.
"But that's okay, because Kyd and I have Daddy." She was beaming widely from ear to ear. She adored her father. Scully could see it in her eyes right at that moment, and in the pictures across her desk top.
"Your Daddy is a very lucky man to have both of you. And you're lucky to have him."
"Does he like you?" What was Scully supposed to say to that? A nine year old girl with her parents still together just asked her if her daddy liked her. But before she could answer her back, a scream was heard from down the hall. Scully and Madelaine exchanged a glance before running down the hall.
Kyd was suspended in mid air, Mulder dangling him by his ankles. Kyd was giggling hysterically. Scully's eyes lit up. Mulder was so attractive when he was with his kids. It took Madelaine to tries to jump up on her father's back, but when she was up there he let Kyd down on the bed, and he flipped Madelaine onto the bed and began tickling her. Madelaine was laughing so hard that tears came from the corners of her eyes.
Scully and Mulder sat on the brown suede couch together, thighs touching. He had a hand locked around her waist, and Kyd lay across hers and Mulder's laps. Madelaine was curled up into her father's side. Mulder had his other hand around her. Scully officially deemed Madelaine as a daddy's girl.
"Daddy, I'm hungry." Kyd whispered. Scully was absentmindedly playing with Kyd's brownish blonde hair.
"Alright, Kyd... what do you want?" Mulder pressed his nose to Scully's shoulder, pressing a quick kiss before pulling away. Madelaine and Kyd didn't notice.
"Ravioli!" Kyd cheered and sat up.
"No!" Madelaine whined, and hit Kyd with a big red pillow. Kyd whimpered. "Stop being a baby. We always eat ravioli because of you."
"Madelaine, don't hit your brother." Mulder stoop up and Kyd stood up on the couch reaching for him. Scully decided that Kyd was a daddy's boy, since he couldn't be a momma's boy. Mulder played both roles in the kids' life. "Kyd, go play. Scully, do you care to help me?" He grabbed her hand, pulling her to stand on the floor. "I'm gonna make your mac n' cheese, and your raviolis."
Once Scully and Mulder were alone in the kitchen, he swung her around into his chest. His lips went from the crown of her head, where he inhaled the scent of her shampoo, to just below her ear, smelling the faint smell of perfume, different from Coco's... better than hers, and then to her lips. Scully latched her arms onto his neck as he playfully traced his tongue along her lower lip. Scully giggled and pulled away.
"Your kids are amazing." She said to him, and he smiled back at her. That kiss was amazing. He wished that he was married to her, and not Coco. Then, they wouldn't have to be worried about his kids catching them kissing.
"They are, aren't they?" Scully followed Mulder to the pantry and sat on one of the stools at the island. Their kitchen was perfectly spotless too.
"Daddy! We're going outside!" Madelaine and Kyd ran through the kitchen, out the French doors that let out onto the large wooden deck, and then down the deck stairs.
"They absolutely adore you." Mulder smiled. He knew it was true. And he adored his kids as much as they adored him. "I saw all those pictures of you and Madelaine in her bedroom. Then, when she said her mother wasn't around that much for her... she said at least she had you. And then her eyes lit up. She loves you so much." She waited for a response, but Mulder just leaned up against the counter, next to the stove, watching her. "And then there's Kyd. There's so much of him I see in you. His laugh is like a younger version of yours. He adores you too. He's your little man. I saw the baseball gear and football in his room. You must've taught him." Her smile was thoughtful, and it melted right into his soul. It had been so long since he got so much flattery on his parenting skills. He walked right up to her and enclosed his arms around her. She placed her forehead against his. "You must do so much for them." She placed both of her hands on either side of his head and kissed his forehead.
"And you don't do a lot for Piper? You've been a single mom with her since... I think you told me 97." Scully nodded. "I want to meet her. You must be amazing with her. You're already amazing with my kids." His fingers caressed her cheeks, and then lingered on her lips. She kissed his finger tips before resting her head against his shoulder. They remained in that peaceful state until the macaroni and raviolis needed stirring.
He chuckled and hurried over to the stove, turning off the stove when he realized the food was done. Scully came to stand by his side and smiled brilliantly.
"What can I do to help?" He smirked and pointed to the pot of raviolis.
"I never could make those the way they wanted. I'm a pro at Mac n' cheese, though." The night was going just as she had planned. His kids were angels. Her heart broke at the thought that these amazing kids had no motherly figure in their life. Kyd and Madelaine's laughter could be heard from the open kitchen window and Scully smiled. When the food was finally ready, Mulder had called out to his two children to join them in the kitchen. The children ran willingly and happily into the kitchen, hopping onto the stools at the kitchen island and digging into the food Scully had placed in front of them.
"Good," she asked them.
"Very," Madelaine complimented. Kyd stabbed a ravioli with his fork and shoved it in his mouth, sauce getting everywhere on his adorable little face. He gawked at how good it tasted.
"Daddy didn't cook these, did he," he asked in a suspicious voice. Scully perked up and shook her head.
"No, Kyd, he didn't. I did." He took another bite with bright eyes. "Are they good?"
"You bet! Thanks Ms. Scully!" The kitchen grew silent again, the only exception being the kid's clatter of forks hitting the glass bowls. "Daddy?" Mulder looked up from where he stood and saw his son struggle with his words.
"Yeah, buddy?"
"Is... mommy coming home?" Scully looked down at her feet and played with her hands. She was curious to see how Mulder would explain to his son why his mother wasn't there. Before Mulder could answer him though, the young boy looked up at Scully through his lashes and blushed. "I don't want her to come home now. Ms. Scully makes better ravioli." Scully giggled and a sigh of relief left Mulder.
Was it such a horrible thing to have two kids resent their own mother? It was out of the question. But so was Coco's abandonment. Madelaine had nodded in agreement and finished off her macaroni in record time. Scully smiled down at the young girl and picked her plate up from the counter.
"You must have been hungry, huh?" She nodded shyly and hopped down from the high stool. Scully was rinsing off the bowl and went to put it into the sink when she felt a small pair of arms wrap around her from behind. When she turned in the pair of arms, Madelaine's blonde hair was in a mass fury against her shirt.
"Thank you for making me dinner," she whispered. "It was really good."
"Aw, you're welcome Maddie." Scully could feel the girl freeze against her, but then she suddenly relaxed with Scully patted her back. "Isn't that your nickname? Maddie?"
"Yeah," she exclaimed happily. "But I haven't been called that in forever."
"Would you prefer your nickname then?"
"You can call me whatever you want, Ms. Scully," she confirmed with an excited smile. Mulder watched from a short distance, with his arms crossed over his chest. Madelaine was taking a liking to Scully. If something ever happened, it was going to be hard to pull these two away. Anyone who could win Maddie's heart over with food was someone special to the little girl.
Scully could see in the young girl's face that she was tired. Maddie resisted a yawn and tried not to stretch, but her small body gave into the battle and she raised her arms above her head.
"Tired," Mulder asked his daughter. She nodded once and looked up at the two adults. "We'll come tuck you in, okay?"
"But I wanna stay up with you and Ms. Scully!"
"Me too," Kyd shouted out from the island, his face still messy with ravioli and cheese sauce.
After the dishes were rinsed and Kyd's face was cleaned of all the food, Mulder hoisted Maddie into the air and carried her up the stairs while Kyd yawned into Scully's arms. They made a quick stop to the bathroom so the kids could brush their teeth and change into their pajamas. Mulder and Scully switched then, Mulder going with his son and Scully tucking in Maddie.
"Do you like my daddy," she asked with big, sleepy eyes.
"Very much, Maddie. You're daddy is my best friend," she sincerely whispered to the little girl as she slowly fell asleep.
"Good. He likes you too. I can... see it in his face." For a nine year old, she was certainly intelligent for her age. "Do you guys love each other?" Her silly, innocent child side was back. Scully sighed out and pushed back Maddie's thick, blonde hair. Was she supposed to admit this to his daughter? Was it such a good idea to tell Madelaine this much?
"Get some sleep, honey."
"Don't go," she begged. "Stay. Please."
"I'll see you when you wake up. Okay?"
"Goodnight."
Once the two kids were tucked into bed, and Mulder was sure they were sleeping, he took her by the hand and pulled her closer in the middle of the hallway. The lights were dimmed and a few candles burned on small tables that were against the wall. They stood side by side, almost in an awkward position, but he spread his arms out as to present his house.
"How about a tour?"
"I would love one."
"Well you've already seen the kids room, the kitchen, the living room... so I guess the only room left is..." He pulled back the French Style, double wooden doors to reveal his large bedroom, complete with flowing curtains, a huge bed filled with pillows, a balcony that over looked the back yard, a walking closet bigger than her kitchen, and a bathroom the size of her own bedroom.
She couldn't seem to close her mouth. Her jaw just hung open in awe. It was absolutely beautiful. More beautiful than anything she had ever dreamed of. There was no way this could be where he slept every night. He chuckled at her expression and gently shut the door behind them. He walked further into the room and faced her. She seemed frozen in place. She was afraid to move, thinking that if she did, this would all disappear and she would be back in the horrible nightmare that was her real life- Marco and a disgusting apartment.
"Scully?" He moved closer and waved a hand in front of her face. She jumped slightly and gave him an apologetic smile.
"Sorry. It's just... this is like a fairytale," she whispered. "This all seems... too real."
But then she realized. This wasn't her bedroom. This wasn't her fairytale. This belonged to another woman, a woman who would be extremely pissed off if she ever found another presence of a woman in her bedroom. Mulder could sense what was bothering her and framed her face between his hands. She was trembling, so close to breaking down at the disappointment- that none of this could ever be hers no matter how hard she prayed or how much she dreamed.
"Listen to me," he whispered. "You are all that matters to me now. My kids love you and I love you. Don't think otherwise."
"B-But-"
"Coco doesn't stay here long enough to claim even a fiber of carpet, much less this bedroom. Like I said before, I was going to divorce her even if I hadn't fallen in love with you. It was just more convenient that I did," he grinned and tilted his head to make sure she understood.
"You're in love with me," she whispered, still unable to believe she was really standing here, with him, in his bedroom.
"Very much so. I can't help it, Dana." Her eyes snapped up to his when he used her first name and something in her snapped. She had to feel him against her- now.
Their lips crashed together in a brutal kiss. His hands tangled themselves into her hair and she tore at his clothes. There wasn't a doubt on her mind about what they were going to do, if all permitted. With all the doubt pushed from her mind, she realized that they were now laying on the bed. He had fallen on his back against the fluffy sheets of his king sized bed and had pulled her with him. He managed to unzip her jacket and he threw it to the floor in a furry. He was anxious to feel all of her against him.
She straddled him against the bed, legs on either side of his thighs as she rested all of her weight on his growing arousal. She leaned forward, her blouse barely hanging onto her shoulders and her bra was barely encasing her breasts that were begging for his touch. With his little patience, he tore off her shirt and it joined the growing pile of clothes onto the floor. She sighed out loud when the cool air of the bedroom met her heated skin.
There, as she sat above him, angel like and with her back arched, he realized then and there that he had to spend the rest of his life with his woman, Coco be damned. His hands ran up and down her still jean clad thighs and brushed against the zipper of her pants. She shuddered above him and rested her hands against his chest, sliding them down almost teasingly until her fingers were wrapping around the edge of his gray t-shirt. She pulled it over her head and tossed it to the floor. There, they both stared at each other, topless.
Scully could feel herself grow hotter by just staring at his huge, muscular chest.
This was going to be fun.
She bit her bottom lip as she traced his muscles with her fingers, sighs of pleasures escaping his lips as she did so. She was only started when he had thrust up against her. Her eyes grew wide and she fell against his chest as she lost her balance.
He moaned out when her chest met his. The silk of her bra was almost as amazing as her skin, but he rather feel her instead. So with shaking hands, he ran them up her back and reached for the black clip of her bra. She was absentmindedly rocking her hips against his and if he didn't get her bra off in that second, he was going to explode right there.
She was so warm, so soft... he had to touch her everywhere. He sat up when he finally located the clip and unclasped it. The bra hung loosely from her shoulders and before he went any father, he looked at her carefully to see what she wanted. Her cheeks were flushed with color and she was panting. Her eyes were wide with arousal and all she could do was nod her head and tangle her fingers into his hair.
He slid the straps down her shoulders and slowly, as her creamy, smooth skin became visible, there was a vibration coming from her pants.
Unfortunately, this had only turned them on more. The ringing of her cell phone playing Metro Station's "Shake It", courtesy of Piper, echoed throughout the bedroom. She remained on his lap, their chests pressed together, rising and falling in time with the other.
"Answer it," he encouraged her, kissing at her neck. He was driving her insane. A sudden heat wave had passed over her and all she could do was grip onto his shoulders and grind down into his lap. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, but he knew she was trying to ignore the call. "It could be Piper," he reasoned and she slowed her movements.
Scully kept a hand firm on Mulder's toned chest. She pulled her phone out of her pants and felt like cursing at whoever was calling. But then that all changed when the words, "Piper is the greatest" were on the screen.
"Piper, is everything okay sweetheart?" Scully asked, concerned. She had an ominous feeling in the pit of her stomach. Mulder watched her face intently. "Pipe, calm down sweetie. I can't understand what you're saying. Just take a deep breath and talk a little slower." Mulder was just as concerned as Scully. "I'll be there soon. Just... wait for me, okay?...Okay, I love you. Bye." Her eyes snapped up to Mulder's, and she smiled weakly.
"I have to go. I have to get to my car and go get Piper." Scully smiled weakly and pulled herself off Mulder.
"What's going on?" Mulder pulled his shirt back on over his head as Scully buttoned her jeans, grabbed her bra off the bed, put it on, and looked for where her shirt landed on the floor.
"Piper's at a bad party. Apparently, her friend Christina's sister had a party, and they were drinking and getting high. I can't believe she called me." A sudden flash of pride flew over Scully. She was proud of her daughter for taking responsibility. Then the worry returned.
"Well, then you going to your car will take too long. We'll both pick her up."
"Oh, Mulder... you don't have to."
"No, it's fine. I want to. Can you go get Kyd? I'll get Maddie. I can't leave them here." Scully, who was already dressed, ran up to Mulder and pecked him quickly on the lips.
"Thank you," Scully ran out the double doors and half jogged down the hallway to Kyd's bedroom. It was dimly lit by a blue lava lamp night light. She knelt down by his bed and gently shook him awake, whispering his name. "Kyd?"
"Ms. Scully?" He said, drowsily, as his eyes flickered open.
"We're going for a ride. You have to wake up, I'm sorry."
"It's okay. You make the best ravioli." His tired body seemed like it refused to move as he forced himself to sit up.
"Let's get your slippers on," Scully put Kyd's feet into his green Shrek slippers and lifted him up off the bed. In the dark she carried Kyd down the stairs where Mulder was waiting with Maddie in his arms. Kyd had his arms wrapped around Scully's neck and was asleep on her shoulder.
"Ready?" Mulder asked, opening the door and stepping out into the cool night air.
In several minutes they pulled up at Piper's friend Christina's house. Scully hurried up the door and to the house, where she saw Piper sitting with her knees to her chest on the porch.
"Piper," Scully half ran to her daughter and put her arms around her. "Piper," she whispered again into her daughter's hair.
"Thanks mom." Piper walked towards the road with her mother's arm wrapped around her shoulder. "I'm already upset mom. I don't care where we go, as long as we don't go home to... him." Scully bit her lip as she walked. "Mom, where's your car?" Piper asked as soon as they approached Mulder's car.
"Actually sweetie... I came to get you with my friend..." Mulder got up out of his car, smiling.
"Piper... you okay?" She nodded. And Scully took the initiative to clear up her daughter's confusion.
"Piper... this is my very good friend, Fox Mulder. Mulder this is my daughter, Piper."
"Fox?"
"Well, you can call me, Mulder." He smiled warmly. Mulder's heart was pounding, hoping that Piper would accept him. Piper smiled back, which was definitely a good sign. He knew how difficult it was going to be to get a teenager to like him. Scully knew otherwise. Mulder had charm. The charm worked on her, and it would work on her daughter. Mulder opened the door for Piper. "Madelaine, honey," Maddie was fully awake but Kyd was almost sleeping against the car door. "Can you move over for Scully's daughter, Piper?" Maddie gladly moved over.
Mulder walked around to Scully's door with her and opened it, Piper noticed the disarming gesture.
"Going back to my place?" Mulder asked Scully. Maddie immediately piped up.
"Please, Ms. Scully? Please?" Madelaine asked.
"You want me too, Maddie?" Maddie leaned forward and grabbed her arm, begging her.
"Please! Please Daddy, can she?"
"It's up to her." Mulder looked to Scully who was smiling; she wanted to go back with Mulder, but then there was Piper.
"It's up to Piper."
"Uhm... sure." Piper said quietly.
"Cool!" Maddie cheered and then turned to Piper, now making friend's with Scully's daughter.
When at the house, Scully got Kyd out of the back seat with Mulder. Piper and Maddie both went into the house by their selves. Scully was right, Piper did like Maddie.
"You got him?" Mulder whispered, placing a hand on the small of her back. Like before Scully felt the heat of his hand through the thin material of her shirt.
"Yeah, he's good," She readjusted him in her arms as she carried him bridal style to the front door.
"How long are you two staying?"
"Well, it's eight now. You said Coco's coming home tomorrow around noon. Piper doesn't want to go home. I need to get to my car before someone steals it. And then I have to find a vacant motel."
"Why doesn't Piper want to go home?"
"Marco." Mulder gave a nod, understanding. Kyd stirred in her arms, his eyes flickering open. "I'm sorry honey, did we wake you?" Scully murmured into Kyd's ears as they went up the staircase.
"No... where's Maddie and Piper?"
"In Maddie's bedroom. Why?" Mulder answered as Maddie and Piper ran out of the bedroom. Piper was wearing a pair grey pair of Maddie's pajamas that were too big for her.
"Daddy, Ms. Scully, can we go out on the trampoline? Please?"
"Please, Mulder? Please, Mom?" Mulder and Scully smiled at each other. Both knew what the other was thinking. They felt like they were parents together and those were their two daughters. Kyd wiggled out of Scully's arms.
"I wanna go!" Kyd tried to get down the stairs but Scully caught him first.
"Kyd, it's chilly out. Put your jacket on." Kyd turned back and ran to his room.
"Go have fun, girls." Mulder said as they ran down the steps and turned toward the kitchen. Kyd soon followed. "So much for being tired," he laughed and tugged Scully closer now that they were alone. "What do you want to do?"
"Actually, I want to watch the kids outside." Scully, with her hand intertwined with Mulder's, bounced down the steps. She was so happy with him.
Mulder grabbed a blanket and took it outside with them. Scully had her knees up to her chest as she sat on the couch day bed outside. Mulder had his arm wrapped around her.
"So I was thinking..." Mulder played with Scully's hair absentmindedly as he went on.
"What were you thinking?"
"I was thinking that you and Piper could spend the night... since she didn't want to go home." Scully was smiling, waiting for him to go on. "Piper can sleep in Maddie's room. They're already friends." He gestured to the kids playing some kind of trampoline game. "And you can sleep in my bed." Scully immediately shook her head.
"As much as I would like to fall asleep in your arms, Mulder," She let her fingers play with the hair on his arms. "I don't think it would be best. We have three kids here." She spoke softly into his eyes. Mulder let out a chuckle.
"No, I meant I'll take the couch."
"Oh." Scully blushed. He pulled her tighter to him as they sat in silence, listening to the children play. "What does Coco do, Mulder?"
"Hmm?" Mulder was taken by surprised.
"What's her profession?"
"Nothing."
"Huh? That's not possible. She doesn't do anything. You don't do anything, and you have this huge house and can afford to send your kids to summer camp?"
"Huge house? Scully, you're the doctor. You can't tell me that your house is small."
"Well, I didn't say that. But, I will admit that yours is a bit larger. It's just... how did you get it if you both don't work?"
"What I didn't tell you is that... Well, when my mother and father died inherited everything."
"Including their house?"
"No. I bought the house after I got married. Apparently, they had a lot of money that I didn't know about."
"What did you parents do?"
"My dad worked for the government. Other than that, we didn't really know what it was he did. My mom was a school teacher in Greenwich. She has a whole part of the school dedicated to her."
"Then she must've been an amazing woman."
"She was," Mulder's facial expression changed, and it seemed he didn't want to talk about it. Scully prodded anyways.
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
"I had a sister." She waited for him to go on, taking his hand and squeezing it reassuringly. "She was taken away. I don't know how or why. There was an investigation, it was all inconclusive."
"But you have an idea of what happened." He nodded.
"I believe she was taken away by aliens. I know you doubt me." It was true; Scully was looking at him dubiously. "But I was there. I remember being frozen not being able to help her. I remember her screaming my name for help. And I remember a bright light." Scully caressed his cheek, as Piper led the group upstairs.
"Mom, what are we doing?"
"Uhm," Scully snapped back into reality." "We've been invited to stay the night. Do you want to?"
"Anything but Marco," Piper laughed and the kids headed inside.
"Daddy, Ms. Scully... are you guys gonna tuck me in?" Mulder and Scully smiled at each other and got up at the same time. Kyd grabbed Scully's hand and tugged her along.
After tucking Kyd in, Mulder and Scully headed back out onto the deck, but instead of sitting down and cuddling again, Mulder led Scully down the twelve steps to the backyard.
"Ever been trampolining Scully?"
"I'm sorry... what?"
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