Chapter 9

Dutchman's Mine

Present Day

Friday

2:00p.m.

"We found them! Get an ambulance en route ASAP!" Skinner shouted out kneeling down with Agent Spence carefully removing the debris that had covered Mulder and Scully's motionless bodies. Observing the situation at hand, Skinner was cautious and careful removing the timber board from Mulder's head. Other agents that searched out on the surrounding area was called back to the entrance ending their search outside the perimeter of the mine. Suddenly, there was movement from Mulder's hand as it began fidgeting. Agent Spence turned looking to see if any sign came from Agent Scully when in a miracle, her lower limbs began twitching.

Their bodies were covered in two-day old dust and grime. Mulder stirred and moaned in pain while slowly rising up gripping his head in his hands. He was coughing clouds of dust from his lungs and didn't respond or acknowledged Skinner at first. The flashlight shining in his eyes blurring his vision.

"Look, I think she's coming around," Agent Spence shown his flashlight in Scully's direction.

"Agents can you hear me? We're going to get you out of here," Skinner's baritone voice echoed, kneeling down to check for more injuries. Within a half hour the ambulance arrived at the site carefully loading the agents onto the backboards as Skinner watched helplessly.

Phoenix

Hospital

The doctors and nurses rushed to attend to Mulder and Scully where they had been admitted to their E.R. The doctor took out his notepad and approached Assistant Director Skinner who was talking on the phone to a higher up government official. He was going to relate Agents Mulder and Scully's condition when the nurse joined the doctor at his side to await orders.

"What's the situation at hand, sir?"

"We got a pair of government officials that need to be checked for head trauma. All I know is that they were unconscious for two days with no medical attention," Skinner asserted, adjusting his glasses on his bridge of his nose.

"Alright, let's get C.T. and MRI scans just to rule anything out and get their blood work stat!" The doctor ordered the nurse in the room assisting him.

The following day, Mulder rested in his hospital bed alongside of Scully whom was still asleep in her bed with machine's monitor's beeping every second. Scuffling shoes outside in the hallway stirred his attention. Assistant Director Skinner entered the agent's room watching intently as Scully was still asleep and Mulder slowly opened his eyes. Once again the agent had to squint as his eyes adjusted to bright light and focus on a dark figure coming closer to him.

"Agent Mulder, how are you feeling?" he asked.

"I feel like I'm on a weekend drinking binge with my old college buddies," he jokingly said holding his head in his hands again.

"You two both are very lucky you didn't end up like Mr. Dugan at the mine. Seems like he got 'the fever' and didn't know when to quit," Skinner informed Mulder.

"Yes, we did find the body then I saw a black shadow and suspected someone else was in the mine, but it was too late. Then everything started falling from the ceiling and Agent Scully and I rushed out to escape but that's all I remember." He glanced at his partner.

"How long has she been out?" Mulder glanced over at her still sleeping form.

"I did see movement earlier when we arrived. The nurse said she was awake when the MRI and CT scan was done but let her rest. Mulder you need to take it easy," Skinner insisted then ambled over to Scully's bedside. He watched her with concern as she slept. Turning to walk out the door he gave one more glance to Agent Mulder then left.

Mulder tossed the white sheet off slowly sliding out of his bed, and slowly walked over to Scully's bedside. Watching her sleep, he touched her cheek ever so gently, and ran his fingertips through her red silky strands. Scully roused from her slumber and slowly opening her eyes, adjusting to the light in the room. Not aware of where the hell she was at first, she looked up to see Mulder's smiling face as he squeezed her hand and she returned it with a smile.

"Scully?" he whispered.

"Mulder, what happened? Why are we here?" she trailed off in mid-sentence closing her eyes again.

"I don't remember everything either Scully. All I do remember is that we were investigating the Dutchman's mine and found the missing person, Mr. Dugan. I saw something but before we could get out the structure started to buckle," he told her with a sigh.

"It's coming back to me now. After we found Mr. Dugan's body, you were investigating a dark figure in the mine. Then you lost sight of the shadow or whatever it was, then the whole mine started to quake and we started for the entrance but something fell on top of my head," Scully said, biting her lip as she remembered, holding onto his hand.

"I got knocked out right along with you. Do you remember what the man said about going up in that mine? It was cursed and I pocketed several small gold nuggets." He exhaled slowly closing his eyes.

"Mulder, there is no such things as a curse and it could have happened to anyone that entered that mine. We were searching for a missing person and we found the body, case closed." She squeezed his hand and touched his cheek while he leaned into her touch, pressing his lips to her palm.

"Scully, I have a weird feeling, but I keep closing my eyes and I have a vision of you in a Victorian era dress with fiery long tresses, does that ring a bell?" he smirked with a goofy grin on his face.

"Mulder, I was going to ask a similar question. You dressed in old miner's clothing with a black Stetson," she raised her eyebrow at him with a smirk on her lips.

Mulder and Scully spent the following day being monitored for any sign of blood clots or anything abnormal. Skinner had informed another agent to bring a change of clothes to the hospital before they could return to their hotel to acquire their personal belongings. At the airport in Phoenix, Mulder spotted a unique gift shop that included Native American trinkets, clothing, books, and jewelry accessories. Mulder gradually walked in, being curious while Scully trailed behind him. Carrying her smaller suitcase, dropping it at her side as she scanned a book cover of "The Wild, Wild, West." Flipping through the pages, she scanned the articles, including the black and white photos. Then she paused as another vision hit her of a saloon and perked her interest. Selecting the book off the shelf, she brushed by Mulder who was in engrossed with the clothing section looking at all of the unique items such as; blankets, throws, and jewelry.

"Scully, I didn't know you were interested in the wild frontier," he wiggled his eye brows, winking at her.

"Oh, really. There is a lot of things you don't know about me, Agent Mulder," she replied teasingly and went to the counter to pay the clerk for the hardback book and waited outside for Mulder.

Washington, D.C.

Mulder's Apartment

Finally settling down for the weekend, Mulder unpacked his luggage discovering his pair of worn slacks. When he tossed them into the hamper basket, a few small gold nuggets dropped onto the floor. He narrowed his eyes at the shiny objects, before retrieving them. He couldn't believe the nuggets that he had pocketed at the mine had survived the trip. He thought of how he would cash in the nuggets, but then he decided against it, maybe save them for a rainy day. He didn't need money since his father and mother passed, leaving him the whole family inheritance. Stashing the nuggets in a safe place he did his laundry to give Scully some peace and quiet for a while, but that was short lived on his part.

Scully's Apartment

Sunday

Scully was wearing Mulder's worn out gray Oxford college t-shirt and a pair of his boxer shorts. Since they both had been occupying each other's apartments it wasn't unusual to see Scully wearing one of his old t-shirts or Mulder stashing a few bra's or personal things of Scully's, it was more feminine in his apartment and she could tell he started to like it. A soft knock came from the other side of the door while Scully was preparing a fruit salad and finger sandwiches.

The opened the door revealed her sexy partner, Fox Mulder, dressed in a pair of faded out jeans and a dark t-shirt, that showed off his bulging biceps. Motioning for him to come in, he stepped over the threshold and shut the door. He raked his eyes up and down her small slender frame and whistled at her.

"Scully, baby, you sure do look purdy!" He called out to her as she disappeared into the foyer.

"Mulder, what's with your accent? You haven't been watching old western movies lately, have you?"

"I think it has to do with that Dutchman's mine case." He slowly entered her living room and stood at her kitchen doorway, watching her.

"Mulder, ever since the Dutchman's mine case I've had visions too. I was being kidnapped by Agent Spender and Smoking man then I was a saloon bar waitress. It was weird and you were there too Mulder." She tossed her fruit salad, looking over her shoulder at him.

"Scully, a saloon waitress! Please tell me more," his voice deepened. As he walked up behind her and pulled her flush against him. He placed a kiss on her neck smoothing an errand strand of hair away as he kissed across her shoulder blade. She felt his member pressing into her backside. Mulder smiled against her neck when the book Scully purchased at the airport caught his attention.

"So, do you care to tell me what sparked your interest? The book about the Wild West," he whispered into her ear, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. She turned into his embrace, looking up at him with a slight blush in her cheeks.

"It's very intriguing Mulder. I found a photograph you might be interested in, why don't you take a look," she told him tilting her head back raising her eyebrow at him.

"If there are any photographs with naked ladies, I'm all in," he winked at her. Scully shoved him playfully away and retrieved the hardback, leafing to the page she had cropped. Holding the page open for him, and offered him the book. He observed several pictures of ranch hands rounding up cattle, a stagecoach called "The OVERLAND Star", a hotel, and the saloon that included the many occupants, dated 1888. Mulder's attention was bemused at one with two patrons of the establishment. A saloon girl all dolled up, with a striking resemblance that of Scully which looked to be accompanied by a strapping handsome fellow, that showed the likeness of himself and would pass as his twin. Reading the small notes below the photograph's, browsing the next page the same couple was in another photo this time together. The caption on the photo read accordingly, "Lily Rose, the red-haired beauty that worked for the Longhorn Saloon left many patrons unhappy when Austin Cooper a local miner, whom struck gold in the Dutchman's mine had proposed to her." Mulder's fingertip skirted the image.

"Scully, do you know what this means? Time travel or maybe reincarnation even," he excitedly said, closing the book, placing the book back onto the counter top.

"It's a very interesting image Mulder. I had to do a double take when I first read the caption. That miner, Austin Cooper, looks very robust in that photo which I can see a similarity to you Mulder. Care to join me, freshly made fruit salad and finger sandwiches?" She reached for the bowl and plates out of the kitchen cubby.

"I doubt that your fruit salad and finger-sandwiches is going to hold me for the rest of the evening." He teased, taking a seat at the kitchen table.

Scully took her time, pausing at the kitchen counter, mouth open against the piece of ripe strawberry, pausing just far enough for him to watch her as her lips wrapped around the fruit and devoured it. He had hoped that he might be the object of her hunger and shifted in his seat. Juice dribbled down the corner of her mouth while her tongue lapped at it, she watched him.

Scully picked up the fruit salad and sandwiches placing the plates on the kitchen table in front of him. Leaning down, she kissed his cheek, her hands on his broad shoulders giving them a firm squeeze. He closed his eyes at the feel of her breath on his neck, her cheek against his ear and settled back gently in the wooden chair. She sat across from him as they began consuming their meal. Finishing in silence. They stole stealing quick glances at each other to see that Scully had a few more berries left at the bottom of her bowl. She picked one up and offered it to Mulder.

His hazel eyes bore into her beckoning icy blue orbs as he reached for her hand, plucking it off her fingertips, and licking the juice. She gasped at the feel of his tongue swirling around her digits, sucking them clean. Scully's heart raced against her chest, blood rushing further to her core and as he sat there, his jeans became uncomfortable, he fidgeted in his seat. He adjusted his rock hard erection and his breath hitched in anticipation of what was to come of the night. Scully rose from her chair, staring at him, with an odd expression on her face that was a mixture of challenge and hunger. As she slipped between the table and him, she straddled his thighs, and her shirt rose a few inches when she wrapped her arms around his neck. He thought she was going to kiss him but instead she licked the juice from his day old unshaven chin.

Mulder fumbled for her hem of her shirt teasing her breasts through the cuff of her bra, his hands burning her flesh as he raked her satin skin. She gasped into his mouth twisting his dark strands of hair when he tweaked both nipples at the same time, smiling at her when she pulled back. He captured her lips with his own and moaned, savoring her. Scully released him, giving a quick lick to his juice stained lips. Turning in his lap, she fingered the last berry in the bowl.

"Better make this one count, Mulder. It's the last one," she teased him. He opened his mouth as she played with it against his lips, taking a bite herself and then smearing the rest of the berry against his flesh, giggling at the mess she just made.

"Scully, you are going to pay for that!" He threatened, squeezing her ass making her flinch under his touch.

"Oh, really? You think you can catch me?" She slipped off his lap with a soft shimmy of her hips smoothing down her boxer shorts. She was off his lap but not far from him as soon- He had grabbed her by the waist. Catching her in his tight grasp, he shoved her up against the wall near her bedroom. Pinning her arms above her head, she was no longer able to move and was trapped. His lean muscular frame stood towering over her petite body looking down at her as she had a smirk on her face.

"Just where the hell do you think you're going, darlin'?" he said growling in her ear and she forced his knees apart with one of her slender legs, grazing his erection through his jeans, making him stifle a moan.

"I know you well enough to know what you want," she said in a sultry tone, raising her eyebrow at him, after a long pause. He shivered, unexpectedly, as he saw the desire in her eyes. He slowly released one of her wrists, capturing her lips fervently. Slipping one hand between the boxer shorts and her soaking panties, slipping one finger than two, stretching her apart, she gasped. She looked at him with lust filled eyes-, exposing her soft thighs, silently begging him- to bury his tongue in her folds. He closed his eyes as he slowly withdrew his fingers lapping at her juices. Scully used her free hand to rub his raging hard member then taking her nimble fingers, and unzipping him, palming his cock in her hand. He took a small step back from her space but she still had a hold of his engorged thick member, breathing against her neck, and nipping lightly as she stroked him in her hand.

"You want to move this elsewhere, baby. Because I really, really want you right now," he hissed into her ear, making her shiver, as he traced her outer shell of her earlobe with his tongue, tugging it between his teeth. Ignoring him for a minute she reached for his shirt and discarded it on the floor, raking her fingernails down his heated flesh. Her tongue was on him in a blink of an eye, wet and warm as she feasted on his skin, her hands roaming and finger nails leaving hot trails. Before he knew what hit him she had escaped his clutches running into the bathroom.

"Scully, you can't do this to me now!" he hollered, chasing after her. Finding her in the bathroom and to his surprise Scully had already rid her confinements, strewn out on the tile.

"You are very persistent Agent Mulder," she gave him a toothy grin. He reached for her and captured her lips again. He worked her sensitive nipples with his tongue lavishing them passionately holding her close to him as she raked her hands through his sweat soaked dark locks. She pressed his head further down her contour of her body. He could smell her juices lubricating her wet pussy. Mulder couldn't contain himself any longer, inhaling her scent nearly took him over the edge, nudging her thighs apart, kissing and blowing against her thighs. She opened herself up like a blossoming flower and he began tantalizing slow french-kissing her throbbing clit and making her moan. Then he slipped in one finger then another to finger fuck her already dripping cunt parting her petal lips as wide as he could, slurping and sucking at her with his soft yet eager mouth. His rhythm never faulted as he continued assaulting her throbbing clit, as she squirmed and writhed. She braced herself up against the tile on the wall cooling her skin.

"Mulder, right there oh… oh…oh my god!…." Scully cried out in ecstasy, thrashing her head against the tile wall as he continued gobbling her juices until it covered his mouth and ran down his chin as he ate her out.

On the brink of orgasm sealing his mouth around her dripping core she came, long and hard. Mulder rode out her orgasm licking up her sweetness watching her as her body quivered against the cold air. Kissing her entrance, he brushed her pubic bone with his nose as she arched into his face for more. He continued to kiss up her navel and back to her breasts, cupping them, rolling her now erect nipples in his rough hands.

"Scully, you're so fucking beautiful," he whispered against her shoulder and marked his territory.

"You've had your fun now let me thank you." She grasped for the button on his jeans, slipping them down his muscular thighs and, revealing a rock hard erection through his boxers. She pushed them down off his hips, and removed the garments in a quick motion. Scully stood on her tip toes, kissing the scar on his shoulder that she put there long ago, her finger- nails smoothed over the sensitive flesh. He tilted her face into the light so that he could see her fully, a tear escaping from the corner of her eye, running down the side of her cheek. He touched the scar he had just kissed above her navel, making her flinch. Thoughts of regret of not being able to protect her that day reeled through his mind. He caressed the side of her cheek forgiving her for the scar she had given him and, she knew all was forgiven when he kissed her tear away.

Scully pulled his head down for a passionate kiss, making wet kisses down his sparse hairy chest to his thighs, taking in his musky scent, sinking to her knees before him and looked up into his dark smoldering eyes. He answered her with actions rather than speaking. Moving closer, she took him easily into her sultry mouth. The tip of her pink rosy tongue flicked out, up and down, swirled around his head as his precum started to form at the tip of his penis. Dragging the head of his cock along the roof of her mouth, she reveled in the texture and taste. She continued worshiping his rock hard erection by, licking, raking her teeth, and suckling and he began moaning uncontrollably as she deep throated him once again, devouring him.

"Shit Scully, going to cum…" he tugged on her silky strands as she bobbed her head. Mulder grunted, his hands still mangled in her hair, guiding her, as she continued to suck and lick at his shaft. He was beginning to lose control, his penis swelling and squirting- climaxing into her mouth, she swallowed all of him, right down to the last drop, tasting his sweetness as his hips bucked and rocked against her mouth riding out his orgasm. She steadied herself up as he grabbed her hands pulling her up to take her in his arms and capturing her lips, leaning his forehead against hers.

"I am going settle for a quick bath, you're welcome to join me. The newest Victoria Secret scent is out, Passion Flower," she panted, smiling against his lips, licking down his torso and he stilled her movements. Before she knew what was going on, he tilted her head back and pressed his lips to hers in a kiss more passionate than she had remembered before. Scully felt his hands moving over her body, working their way up the sides of her rib cage, stroking her breasts.

"Of course I'll be joining." He chuckled rumbling against her cleavage as she hugged him. Turning around Mulder tested the water and it was just the right temperature, slowly sinking into the water and Scully quickly followed. Scully grabbed the wet pouf and lathered the soap all over her body as she relaxed in front of Mulder turning to see that his eyes were shut, or so she thought and began working the pouf along his fine muscular body and when she reached his groin he quickly took her hand in his, pulling her towards him.

"Mulder!" she shrieked.

"What!?" he answered her mockingly reaching for her pulling her into his lap, turning in his embrace as the water sloshed onto the floor making her giggling, settling between his legs, laying against him. He began tracing circles on her knee caps as they peaked up out of the water while she caressed his forearm that was draped over her belly, contemplating their thoughts in silence, enjoying the soothing aroma from the bubble bath.

"Now, I know why you like bath's Scully." He kissed the top of her head affectionately.

"Yeah, I love them Mulder. Especially when I get a free day to spend time in the bath, instead of running every time you get the next case of the swamp monster, u.f.o. or bigfoot sighting," she sighed barely audible for his ears to pick up.

"Well, I didn't force you to go on this Dutchman's Case, did I?" He countered her statement removing his hands from her knees, sinking further into the water near her juncture between her thighs, caressing playfully at her entrance.

"No, it was my choice in accompanying you wasn't it?" Scully responded pushing her buttocks against his semi-erect erection that was pressing into her ass cheeks, turning her head facing him, looking at him with soulful eyes and, stealing a kiss.

"Mmmm…you'll get no argument from me," he nuzzled the apex of her neck nipping her shoulder.

"Mulder, you need to stop doing that or I'll be wearing a damn turtleneck for the rest of the work week," she said tilting her head so that he had better access to the sensitive flesh.

"You're embarrassed, Scully." He quickly retreated from his ministrations. He reached for her hands, and delicately enclosed them around his much larger ones. It showed him how fragile she really was.

"It's not very professional, especially for the F.B.I. workplace." She cooed into his ear, blowing lightly on the outer shell.

"You do everything by the book, Dr. Dana Katherine Scully," he murmured into her hair, pulling her flush against him again.

"You know me all too well, Mulder," she said relaxing.

"Yes, little by little you are opening up like a rose and I can't wait for another surprise," he spoke into ear, making her shiver. He started to caress her inner folds as she opened her thighs to him. Plunging one finger in followed by another, she tightened her grip in his damp hair pulling him down for a deep kiss, tongues mingling, mouths crashing against one another. His erection poking her in her backside wanting to join in the fun, she lightly raised herself and slowly sinking back down on his erection, with one swift movement she was filled to the hilt. He briefly tossed his head back in the feeling of sheer pleasure before opening his eyes, holding her to him, never faltering his rhythm on her clit.

Her hands joined in the motion, as he pumped his raging hard cock into her wet, slick, tight ass. One of his hands had reached for her breast while the other continued its assault on her clitoris. A few more strong pumps into her she picked up the pace by writhing, grinding back against his scrotum, pushing him over the edge. Water splashed over the edge of the tub as she continued milking him for all he was worth.

"You feel wonderful, incredible," she moaned biting her own plump lips. He responded with a few more strokes into her body tightening his hold on her, and spilling into her warmth, clamping down on her shoulder with his mouth, leaving red teeth marks on her. They lay limp in the tub as the air cooled around them making her shiver, slipping out from his now limp penis. He gasped opening one eye as she rose up out of the water, making goose flesh rise on her delicate skin. She exited the tub toweling herself off. Mulder quickly rose out of the lukewarm water joining Scully. A mischievous thought crossed his mind while he grabbed a fresh towel off the rack rolled it up and giving her backside a quick smack.

"Damn it Mulder!" she cried out, finishing drying her dripping wet hair and wrapped the towel around her then turned to face him.

"I love it when you get angry, Scully," he winked at her smiling, tugging at her towel.

"Mulder, you don't want me angry," she scowled at him raising her eyebrow, hands on her hips.

"Just what are you going to do about it, Agent Scully?" He said teasing her, wrapping his own towel around his waist and closing in on her space picking her up in his arms carrying her towards the bedroom. She playfully smacked at his arms but he never flinched a muscle, dropping her on the bed.

"Mulder, you have no idea what I can do to you," she purred, licking her bottom lip, flirting with him.

"I can play your silly little game too," he informed her. Dropping his towel climbing on the bed crawling towards her kissing both her feet, yanking her towel off her body with one swift motion, exposing her nakedness to him, continuing at his task kissing her legs, ignoring her patch of curls only inhaling her erotic scent that renewed his erection, toying with one nipple with his velvet tongue and then giving the other the same attention making them erect. Mulder hovered above her looking down at her with a smug grin on his lips, his now pulsing cock, slipped into her wet crevice, making them both moan. As she reached for him pulling him in for a slow seductive kiss burning her insides aching for him.

"Mulder, please…" she begged him, raising her legs around his waist sinking further onto his prick. He eased out then plunged back inside her walls to the hilt in her wetness. She groaned and moaned with pure pleasure as his engorged member bumped into her cervix with each thrust. Her orgasm came immediately, dripping down between their thighs soaking his balls as he slipped in and out of her once, twice, three times then his own orgasm was imminent. Scully whispered into his ear sweet encouragements nipping at his earlobe sending him over the edge spilling his seed into her.

"Scully, when Frohike said you were "HOT" that was an understatement," he nibbled at her collarbone, toying with her golden cross.

"Sleep Mulder, we have to work tomorrow," she giggled kissing his temple, ruffling his hair. He rolled off her, using the discarded towel to clean up their sticky mess. He crawled in behind her and pulled the sheet over them, spooning up behind her, welcoming sleep.

Monday morning Mulder had showered wanting to surprise Scully at the office he left her apartment before she woke. Scully felt emptiness in her bed reaching for an arm she felt nothing, turning recognizing Mulder had left but could smell his scent on the sheets, inhaling with a sigh. Scully picked out a skirt and dark blue blazer with matching heels for the workday. When Scully arrived at the office there was a floral bouquet on her desk with a note. Mulder stood in the shadows his dark blue suit blending in with the darkness. Scully fingered the note.

To my darling,

"Dana, I think of you every second I am awake and dream of you every minute I am asleep. Sometimes I neglect to tell you how important you are to me, how your presence makes such a difference. I hope you realize how much you mean to me. Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice, but falling in love with you was beyond my control. You give me joy; you give me hope. You give me energy, which helps me cope. I love you, Dana Katherine Scully."

Your eternal soul mate,

Fox William Mulder

After reading the note, tears stinging her eyes, her cheeks. The minute she composed herself wiping away the liquid from her eyes. Mulder stepped out from the shadows watching her thoughts race in her mind, wrapping his arms around her holding her to him, she leaned into his embrace.

"Sorry I left so soon I wanted to surprise you," he whispered into her ear.

"Oh, Mulder. Thank You. You always surprise me," she sighed turning in his arms, placing a kiss on his lips.

"But my real question is, when am I going to get a desk and my nameplate on the door?" she asked arching her eyebrow at him.

"Hmmm.. I don't know maybe when we get married, it'll read Mr.& Mrs. Spooky," he chuckled at her returning a deep passionate lip lock to her already swollen berry lips.

"Married, you mean you're thinking of taking my advice and settling down with a normal life? Doesn't sound like you, Mulder," she gazed up at him smiling.

"Well, the future for us is still up in the air, isn't it?" he bluntly said looking down at her smiling.

The End.