The Truth is Out There--Scene 80 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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Dana Scully sat in a diner and starred at her coffee.  She had 
ordered the fastest meal possible so she could get back on the 
road quickly.  Unfortunately, the term 'fast' didn't necessarily 
apply to the diner, the only place to eat in 50 miles.  She 
found herself tearing at the napkin and thinking of investing 
in a Subway along this route--it would make a killing.  

She had heard from Patrick as soon as he and Skinner had left 
the country.  As she was driving along she could hear his faint 
voice saying he was really excited to be where he was.   He was 
wise to not give her any details but she could hear the joy in 
his voice.  If there was a Disneyland in Mexico she was sure 
that was where Skinner had taken him.  That was hours ago.  
She had called out to him just a half hour ago and she could 
barely hear his voice that time.  He said he was not able to 
'pick up' on her very well and that she and Mulder should head 
back to Colt when this was all done so he could contact her 
better.  He assured her he was fine, 'great' was actually the 
word she heard, and told her he loved her.  Dana knew wherever 
he was, he was safe.  She also knew it must be far away.  

"You're Western, ma'am" the lady said as she slid the plate in 
front of Dana.

"Thanks" Dana said as she reached for the sandwich.

"You need anything else?"  

"Just the bill" Dana said as she took a bite.

Two teen girls walked in the front door and shuffled into the 
booth in front of  her.

The waitress brought them two Cokes right away.

'Must be regulars' Dana thought as she glanced around the 
diner.

She took another bite of her delicious sandwich and 
reconsidered the Subway franchise investment.

"Check and see if there's a text" the girl with short hair 
said.

"There isn't.  I just checked like, two minutes ago" the 
blonde girl replied.

"Maybe he..."

"I'm such a fucking idiot" the blonde girl interrupted as she 
put her head down to rest on the table.

"You're not an idiot" the short-haired girl told her gently as 
she patted her head "he's the fucking idiot."

"Well, he's the fucking idiot that got me to screw him and then 
hasn't bothered to text me since"

'Ouch' Dana thought 

"I can't believe I waited so long, and then I gave it up for 
him" the girl cried against the table.

'Oh, shit' thought Dana as memories flooded back into her mind 
of a conversation many years ago.

"You sure you don't want to come?" Mulder asked as he stretched 
his legs on her dining room floor.

"Mulder, you go.  Enjoy your run and, when you come back, I 
should be done this and we can go catch a movie" she said from 
her place on the couch

She turned and smiled at him across the room and he returned it.  
They had been together for over a month and things were starting 
to not feel so awkward all the time.  He was staying the weekend 
with her and, as much as she wanted to go for a run with him, 
she had some work to do first.

"What's so compelling?" he asked as he leaned over the arm of 
the couch and read over her shoulder.

"I promised Allie at the lab I would take a second look at her 
findings on this autopsy."

"What's the case?"

"Girl, 17 found dead in her bed in the morning.  No evidence of 
foul play..."

"Why's she need a second look?"

"This is the third case in 6 months of a girl being found dead 
in her bed in the morning, after the first time she had sex."

"Sounds like an X-File" Mulder said as he reached for the file

She pulled it away from him and turned her head to catch his eye.  
"If it is an X-File, which Mulder I'm not saying it is, I could 
be much more informed about the case if you would go for your run 
and let me read the report."

"So I'm being dismissed?" he asked aghast

"In a matter of speaking, yes." She turned to read the file 
again.

He stood for a moment unsure as to whether he should argue with 
her, snatch the file and run, or just do as he was asked.  All 
possibilities were good choices, but only one would allow him to 
come back here after his run.

"Fine, I'll go for my run, but you better..."

"I'll have my findings when you get back." She interrupted him 
without lifting her eyes from what she was reading.

He leaned in to kiss her on the cheek when a question popped 
into his mind "Hey Scully?"

"Um hum" she murmured.

"When was your first time?"

"What?"

"You know, when was the first time you..."

"I know what you're asking," she interrupted "I'm just not sure 
why you are asking it."

"Well," he said walking over to sit on a chair "seeing as we are 
sleeping together, don't you think we should share sexual 
histories?"

"Mulder, neither of us have anything to worry about as far as 
STD's or pregnancy is concerned" she said turning to face him 
more fully.

"I know, I guess I'm just curious to know." 

She shifted in her seat and finally resigned herself to answering 
the question by putting her pen down.

"You're not going to let this go, are you?"

He grinned from his place on the chair.

"I was 18" she sighed and looked him in the eye "I was just in 
college when this TA in one of my classes started to show an 
interest in me.  He paid a lot of attention to me during 
tutorials."

"You were probably a pretty cute college kid" he smiled

"Anyways, he and I started to date and then he started to 
express and interest in...sex."

"Uh, huh."

"So one night we had sex in his dorm room and then the next 
week he wasn't paying much attention to me in tutorials 
anymore.  But he was paying attention to another girl, Wendy 
I think, and then..."

"He moved on to Wendy." he interrupted.

"Pretty much." She swallowed.

"That sucks, Scully."

"Tell me about it."

"Should we track this guy down?  I do have a gun." He smiled 
at her.

"No, I got over him.  And, in the end it was probably better 
that way."

"Why?"

"Then I knew to wait longer whenever I met someone after 
that."

"So how many people have you 'waited' for?" he asked 

"Including you? Because Mulder, you were the longest wait."

"Including me" he said.

"Eleven" she said as she met his eyes, almost defying him.

"Eleven." He repeated softly.

"There were a couple of guys in college, and then Daniel 
in Med School, one guy at the academy, one guy right after 
I graduated,  and a few since then."

"When was the last one before me?" he asked.

Her face fell and he knew he had asked the wrong question.  
"Jerse, right?"

"Uh, no" she answered and tried to look anywhere but at 
him.

"He wasn't your last? Your last, before me?"

"No, I uh, met up with an old boyfriend a few months ago 
while visiting my mom."

"Oh" he said.

"Mulder, it wasn't long after the failed in-vitro and...I 
don't know.  Marcus was funny and recently divorced and I 
was a little needy, I guess."

"No, that's fine Scully." He said obviously shocked "it 
was before me."

"Well, it was sort of during you."

"I don't under..."

"Mulder, my heart was yours, it had been for a while." She 
smiled at him and brought her legs to rest on the ground 
"but, we weren't...and I guess I just needed to feel, 
wanted."

"I get that." He said grabbing her hand.

"We e-mailed a few times but that was it." She sighed 
"that's all I wanted it to be."

"I guess you don't ask questions unless you are prepared 
for the answers." He smiled.

"Are you okay with this?  You seem..."

"No, I'm fine.  I guess I just expected it to be far into 
the past, but we weren't going out..."

"Going out?!" she laughed.

"What else would you call it?" he snickered at her 
outburst.

"I don't know Mulder, but unless you plan on giving me 
your high school pin..."

"You just love making fun of me" he swatted at her leg.

"Okay, belly up, what are your stats?" she smiled at him, 
glad the conversation had got lighter.

"My stats?" he asked as he stretched his back.

"And not the number you would say to impress other guys, 
the real number."

"Eighteen" he said looking like he had witnessed an 
accident.

"Okay, who was your first?" she asked smiling at him.

"Carmen Silva" he said with reverence "we were 15, and 
she had the body of a 21 year old."

"And she let you get into her pants?"

"She let me go everywhere" he smiled.

"So your first time was much better than mine?"

"No, my first time was horrible.  I was all sweaty and 
nervous and I came within 30 seconds of being inside 
of her."

"But she didn't ditch you?"

"No, we practiced all summer long so we could both be 
good by the time school started."

"What?!"

"She was my summer neighbor on the Vineyard.  We had been 
friends forever and we decided that practicing sex on each 
other was what good friends did.  That way, when we both 
got back to our respective schools we would have mastered 
the art of sex."

"You're joking, right?"

"No" he said shaking his head.

"But there was no heart break, you didn't develop any 
feelings for this girl?"

"She was my friend and I was hers.  There wasn't any 
drama."

"So did you ever see her again?"

"Sure, every summer."

"And?"

"And, what?"

"Did you continue to have sex with each other?"

"Sort of, on and off." He said remembering back "there 
was one summer where we went at it like rabbits right 
after I spent a year at Oxford, but most of the time, it 
was very casual. Then, she brought a boyfriend with her 
one summer and they were married a few years later.  She's 
a really nice girl, works as a lawyer in New York."

"You amaze me, Mulder" she said smiling at him.

"That I had an on-going sexual relationship with someone 
that spanned years and there was no drama?"

"Well, yes." She smiled at him "After Phoebe and Diana..."

"Ah, so here's where the sexual partners questions come..."

"You started it" she advised him.

"That I did" he smiled to himself.

"Well, you know about Carmen, and Phoebe, and Diana."

"Yes."

"There were only a few girls in high school.  All that 
practicing with Carmen, didn't make me the chick magnet I 
thought it would."

They both chuckled at the comment.

"Then there were a couple of girls, besides Phoebe, at 
Oxford, two at the Academy, and a few since then."

"When was your last?" she asked, wincing as she said it.

"This morning" he smiled at her.

"Mulder" she chastised him.

"A year ago." He said honestly "It was Callie from 
Transportation."

"And?"

"We dated for a couple of months."

"I had no idea."

"That was the point."

"Why didn't it work out?"

"She wanted more than I could give.  I wanted casual and 
she wanted love.  I was already in love, but not with 
her."

"Is that why we started to get the crappy cars?"

"Probably."

"Here's your bill ma'am" the waitress said placing it in 
front of her, "You have a nice day."

"I, uh...will" Dana muttered as she snapped from her 
reverie.

She glanced a the booth in front of her and saw a smiling 
blonde girl madly texting someone on the phone.

"What did he say?" the one with short hair asked.

"He said he was away with his dad fishing and he thought 
about me the whole time.  He said he couldn't wait to see 
me again" she beamed from her seat.

Scully reached into her purse and pulled out a few crumpled 
bills.  She placed them on the table, took the last bite of 
her sandwich and walked out the door.  She needed to get on 
the road if she wanted to see Mulder by dinner time.  


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The end of scene 80