The Truth is Out There--Scene 72 from XF3
by Lolabeegood

E-mail: lolabeegood@gmail.com
Distribution: Archive freely with my name attached.

Rating: R
Categories: S, R
Keywords: Mulder/Scully romance, Post-IWTB
Spoilers: IWTB
Summary:  The truth is something Mulder & Scully may have 
to pay a steep price for.

Author's Notes: 

Ever since I watched IWTB I have thought of the ideal way 
to start and storyline a third movie.  So, after much 
thought and deliberation I have a series of scenes that I 
have written for the third XF movie.  The scenes will not 
necessarily run right after each other but they are in 
sequence.  They are more like scenes I would like to see 
in the XF3 that develop character, tie loose ends, and add 
plot interest.  

I do not own the characters and I don't make any money 
from this.

Enjoy!

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Fox Mulder was glad to have four seats to himself for most 
of the ride into Kansas City; he could stretch out and even 
nod off for short stints without anyone sitting next to him 
or across from him.  He was lucky enough to have that until 
the train rolled into Jefferson City and a woman in her 
forties asked to sit across from him.  She had a pleasant 
smile and seemed lonely as she struck up a conversation 
with him almost immediately.

"Hi, my name's Coleen" she said extending a hand to him.

"Jack" Mulder said back to her as he shook her hand.

"I'm surprised the train is this busy at this time of night" 
she smiled and looked around.

"I guess everyone has to get somewhere" Mulder said as he 
shifted in his seat to stretch his legs.

"You on your way to Kansas City?" she asked as she rummaged 
through her bag.

"Uh, yeah" he said as he took a drink of water "I'm there to 
visit my mom."

"So you're from Kansas City too?" she asked suddenly stopping 
her movements.

"No," Mulder corrected her "my mom moved there about 10 
years ago with her new husband."

"Oh" she smiled at him "I'm born and bread here.  I'm on my 
way home from visiting my aunt."

"That's nice" Mulder smiled while he took another drink.

"She's not doing so well, so everyone in my family takes turns 
checking in on her.  Because I am single they rely on me a lot 
for that."

"Isn't that what always happens?" Mulder asked nicely.

"No that I mind" she corrected "everyone else is so busy with 
their families...kids take up a lot of time."

"They do."

"You say that like a man who knows from experience.  You have 
kids?"

"A daughter who just started college" Mulder said looking 
at his hands.

"Married?"

"To my high school sweetheart" he said smiling up at her.

"Well, she's a very lucky woman" she smiled at him as she 
pulled out something she had been searching for.

"Thank you" Mulder said as he turned to look out the window.

"Got it!" she said triumphantly as she held up a book.

Mulder turned to see her proudly holding up a worn version of 
his book Deceive, Inveigle & Obfuscate .  His face froze; he 
wondered if she had looked at his picture in the back and knew 
he wasn't who he said he was.  

"You know it?" she asked looking at him concerned.

Mulder nodded his head slowly.

"My cousin leant it to me" she smiled looking at the cover 
"she just couldn't stop talking about it."

"Really?" Mulder gulped.

"Yeah" she said flipping through the pages "it's about these 
two FBI agents who are tracking a government conspiracy and 
falling in love along the way."

"Sounds interesting" he relaxed, knowing she had not connected 
him to the book.

"I'm on chapter three right now and things are getting very...
heated" she smiled at him "it's getting hard to put down."

"Then, I won't keep you from your book" Mulder said casually as 
he turned to face the window.

Coleen opened up her book and was quickly engrossed in her 
chapter.  Mulder thought about his son and whether Scully had 
kept his promise of providing Patrick with a kid-friendly 
version of the novel.  He glanced over at Coleen as she ducked 
her head closer to the book.  She was not far into the book and 
by the page count Mulder was fairly certain he knew which part 
of the book she was reading.  She was on chapter three alright.  
Mulder thought back to the real-life events that inspired that 
steamy chapter.

He and Scully had been maneuvering around their newly blossoming 
relationship.  After his head had healed from brain surgery 
Scully had made her intention to become romantically involved 
clear and their first time making love had been a monumental 
occasion for both of them and despite the slow passionate love 
they made the following morning he and Scully had both needed 
their distance from each other for a while.  They still shared 
innuendoes and glances, and he still found himself standing vey 
close to her at all times but he didn't want to push things.  
The first time after that, she made a move when they got back to 
their motel while on a murder case.  She asked him about a 
proboscis as she slid off his tie.  They had made love with great 
fervor that night and the one following but when they got back 
to DC things had died down again. He knew that Scully was sorting 
out the intricacies of their relationship, cataloging and filing 
for future reference, the things she would come to know as second 
nature one day.  

While in DC they had gone out for dinner between cases and she had 
helped him baptize his leather couch one very memorable afternoon.  
He had enjoyed her against a hotel door while on the Henry Weems 
case, and caused her to whimper in sheer ecstasy as she tried to 
keep quiet so people in the hall wouldn't hear.  He loved that 
with each sexual encounter she was slowly giving herself over to 
him more and more, holding back less, and enjoying herself further.  
Nothing prepared him for New Year's Eve.

In retrospect, he had not thought through his plan to kiss her at 
New Year's.  They were in a public place, which he knew she would 
not be happy about.  He smelled like sweat and zombie, which he 
also knew was not appealing in the slightest.  It was also Y2K 
which meant that they could get placed back on duty at any moment 
if the shit hit the fan.  Finally, she had had a long tiring day 
attempting to track him down and save his ass from the zombies.  
So the kiss was a bad idea that got worse when she chastely 
responded to his overture and seemed slightly upset with the 
result.  

They had talked about the case as he drifted in and out of 
consciousness all the way home and she diligently drove home 
avoiding any new millennium party-goers.  When they arrived at 
his place he didn't question that she was going to come upstairs 
to ensure he went to bed and took his meds.  When she took off 
her shoes and coat he started to hope she would be staying the 
night, or, what was left of it.  She hadn't stayed with him the 
whole night since their first time; they had yet to share a bed 
and just sleep.  When she pulled a toothbrush from her purse and 
walked to the washroom he let out the breath he didn't realize 
he was holding and walked toward the bathroom.  

"I need to have a shower" he said to her reflection as she 
brushed with a pink toothbrush.

"Go ahead" she slurred as she battled the foam building in her 
mouth.

He stripped down and she helped him remove the sling that was 
holding his arm in place.

"Ouch!" he flinched as his arm was released.

"Are you going to be okay?" she asked concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine.  It's just the sling..."

"...helps keep it immobile" she interrupted.

He smiled down at her and kissed her on the forehead.  "About 
earlier..."

"Forget about it" she said dismissing him and turning to leave.

"I'm sorry, it wasn't the right time, was it?" he asked as he 
reached for her arm with his good hand.

"I'm just not ready for..."

"I know" he finished before she continued.

She gave him a tight-lipped smile and left the bathroom.

He slipped into his shower and felt like a human being again as 
the warm water sluiced over his cold body.  He was happy she 
was staying the night with him and he hoped she wouldn't be 
stupid and try and sleep on the couch.  When he emerged from 
the steamy washroom 10 minutes later he was happy to see her 
wearing one of his blue t-shirts and riffling through the stack 
of books he had sitting on his bedside table.  

"Find anything interesting?" he asked as he pulled on some 
pajama bottoms.

"This one about interview statistics" she said softly as she 
read the pages before her.

"I haven't had a chance to read much of it but the instance 
of people admitting to involvement in a crime when questions 
are worded a particular way..."

"...is fascinating" she mumbled as she turned another page.

"Hey, if you like that Scully, you'll love this other book on 
admissions of past crimes when cued by an interviewer."

"Um hum" she mumbled as she read.

He climbed into bed next to her and wrapped his body around 
her legs.  "Thanks for the sleepover."

"No problem" she said closing her book and looking upset 
with herself .

His distressed look must have caused her to second guess her 
choice of words.

"What I mean to say..." she started as she placed the book back 
on his bedside table and turned off the lamp and snuggled down 
next to him "...is it's my pleasure."

He smiled at her in the dark as their faces lay on a pillow 
inches from each other, her eyes twinkling in the moonlight.

"You're beautiful" he admitted as she smiled back at him.

They both closed their eyes and drifted off to sleep.  He was 
surprised at how tired he truly was and heavy he slept.  He was 
having the most wonderful dream about Scully laying on top of 
him like a blanket on a beach as a nice ocean breeze wafted over 
them.  Then in his dream Scully had snaked her hand down his 
swim trunks and was massaging his member.  When he realized 
that he wasn't dreaming and that he was indeed being caressed 
and licked as his cock got harder and harder he opened his 
eyes to the bright sunlight of morning and a head of red hair 
focused on his lower half.

"Scully?" he asked groggily.

He felt her mouth slide up his shaft and heard the 'pop' of 
his cock being released.

"Is this okay Mulder?" she asked a little unsure.

"Is it okay?" he chuckled.

"I was once told that every man's fantasy was to wake up having 
this being done to him" she said as she caressed his balls. 
"Is it?"

"It's definitely one of them" he smiled down at her and touched 
her cheek.  

She was beautiful in the morning light.  His blue t-shirt was 
loose around her small frame, her hair was tousled, she was 
blushing, and her lips were red and puckered.

"Then relax" she said and she took him in her mouth again.

Mulder felt her wet mouth around him and her tongue sliding 
along him.  Although he had enjoyed orally satisfying her on 
the Weems case she had not even shown an inclination that she 
enjoyed this.  The woman he saw focused on the lower half of 
his body was definitely enjoying herself.  

As she moved her mouth up and down his hard cock she lightly 
toyed with his balls and ran a hand over his chest to flick 
his nipples.  She seemed like an octopus with her hands and 
her mouth everywhere, stimulating him all at once.  Her warm 
breath bringing him to the verge of orgasm and then backing 
away to make him hold on a little longer.  

He glanced down at her again and noticed that with all the 
action his t-shirt had ridden up on her and some lacy white 
panties were peeking out from underneath.  He reached with 
his one good arm to caress the back of her thigh where the 
panties met her skin.  She was soft and warm all at once.  
As he did that, she started to pump her mouth up and down 
his shaft.  The feeling of her deep-throating him as his 
hand touched her quivering thigh sent him over the edge.  
The room started to spin, his breathing became erratic and 
Mulder found himself losing consciousness.  

When he came to moments later Mulder looked up at her as 
she lay partially on top of him. 

"Did you leave me for a minute?" she asked while chuckling 
to herself.

"Uh, I think only for a moment" he smiled up at her.

Mulder noticed that she was still caressing his shaft as 
they talked and that he was harder than ever.

"You were only out for about 30 seconds" she said softly as 
she moved off of him to lie facing him on the mattress.

"Where are you going?" he asked as he attempted to move 
his bad arm "ouch!"

"I don't know if this is a good idea with your pain 
medication" she said truthfully. 

"I think this is a great idea" he smiled as he rolled 
towards her.  

He noted that she had still not taken her hands off him.  
He found his hips gyrating towards her with each pump of 
her fist.

"In fact" he began between pants "I think this is the best 
idea so far this morning."

"You think so, do you?" she smiled back at him.

"I do" he whispered as she started to play with his 
nipple as well.

"Maybe I should take it a little easy.  We don't want 
you passing out again."

"Scully, if you keep doing whatever you are doing I will 
gladly move in and out of consciousness."

"I don't want that" she said honestly. 

"Anything you want" he acquiesced as she pumped him 
harder and his gyrations grew more erratic.

She rolled him onto his back and kneeled next to his 
form.  Mulder enjoyed the view that this afforded because 
he could not only see her wet hot little mouth working 
him but he could see her cute little ass wiggling next to 
him as well.  He placed his hand on her ass and rubbed her 
cheek under the material.  At this rate he wasn't sure if 
he wouldn't have a heart attack next.

She grasped him tightly with her hand and pumped up and 
down with her fist as her tongue licked his balls and she 
slowly and carefully sucked each testicle into her wet 
mouth. 

"Oh god!" Mulder gasped at he felt his testicle residing 
in the wet warm that was Scully.

She rolled his testicle gingerly in her mouth and he could 
feel her tongue working him from the inside.  The feeling 
was overwhelming and his hand kneaded her ass as she 
released his one ball and moved onto the other one.  Mulder 
felt his breath getting rapid again and the dizzy sensation 
coming back.

"Scully!" he cried as he felt her release him and move up 
to look at his face closer.

"Take deep breaths, in through your nose, and out through 
your mouth" she said in a soothing voice as she ran a hand 
down his cheek.

"Thank you" he gasped as his heart rate calmed.

"I don't think you can take much more" she said as she 
rubbed his stubbled chin.

"Please" he begged for release.

She smiled softly and moved down his body again.  This time 
her movements were more precise and less seductive.  She 
lightly grasped his shaft and began to methodically pump him. 
It was when her mouth seized him, when he felt her hot breath 
surround him, and her wet tongue urge him that he found 
himself exploding in her mouth.  He saw a whirlwind of stars 
and felt his body suddenly heat up as his cum jettisoned 
from his body and into hers.  He barely held onto his tenuous 
grip on consciousness as she swallowed hard and sucked him 
further into her mouth with the action.  

He lay panting on the bed feeling as though he was floating 
above it when he felt her release him from her mouth and 
slide up the bed towards him.  They were both covered in a 
thin film of sweat as she snuggled in next to him and pulled 
the blanket over them.  

"You look very happy" she observed smiling up at him.

"Do I?" he asked softly.

She planted her head on his chest and he knew she was listening 
for his heart rate to slow.  When she was satisfied with the 
tempo she moved her head to a pillow. He planted a kiss on her 
nose and fell asleep before he had the opportunity to say all 
the things he wanted to say.  His head was still spinning 
when he woke up 3 hours later and she was gone.

"Ahhh" Coleen sighed across from him.

Mulder was pulled from his thoughts by the sight of a smitten 
woman across from him.

"You like the book?" he asked her as he straightened in his 
seat.

"Honey, it's always good on paper" she smiled "its real life 
that's never as good."

"I guess so," he smiled back at her "but there must be some 
real life that's as good as books or else where would all the 
ideas come from?"

"I just read" she paused to decide how much to say and then 
continued in a half whisper "the most amazing love scene and, 
maybe I'm inexperienced, but I've never had an encounter 
like that." 

"Maybe that's the idea" he said coolly.

"What do you mean?" she asked unsure of what he was saying.

"What I mean is this--maybe once you read it you remember it 
and then you eventually act upon it."

"Oh" she said as realization hit "I guess."

"I've uh...gotta stretch my legs.  I'll see you in a bit" 
Mulder said as he stood with his bag.

"Have a good visit with your mom if I don't see you before we 
get there" she smiled at him.

"Thanks" he smiled back "it was nice meeting you Coleen."

Mulder walked toward the front of the train.  He had just 
under one hour until he was in Kansas City.

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The end of part 72