From: Para8Dice@aol.com Date: Sat, 19 Feb 2000 21:54:38 EST Subject: Mistletoe Source: direct Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. They belong to Chris Carter, Fox, and 1013 Productions. This is just my fantasy. Title: Mistletoe Rating: NC-17 for sex Spoilers: Emily, All Souls, Memento Mori, Redux II, Fight the Future Summary: Mulder goes to the Scully house for Christmas Eve, and interesting things happen. E-mail: Para8Dice@AOL.Com Author: Paradise Written: December, 1999 _______________________________________________________ Margaret Scully's House Christmas Eve 7:30 PM "This is incredible, Mrs. Scully," Mulder said through a mouth full of her dinner. "Oh Fox, thank you so much. You've been such a pleasure, sitting through my family and I looking through old photo albums." "That'll kill anyone," Melissa giggled as she sat next to him. Mulder looked at this family. Mrs. Scully, Scully, Melissa, Bill, Tara, Charles, and his wife. It was so comfortable. Except for Bill anyway. Around Melissa, Bill acted a little better. Mulder assumed it was because Melissa wouldn't take any of his crap. Charles had bright red hair like Scully and Melissa. His wife was very sweet. They had two children. A boy and a girl. That's who Scully was talking about in Home, Pennsylvania when she baby-sat her nephew and watched Babe. What a family. To have everyone there. Everyone lovingly at a dinner table on Christmas Eve. Nothing could be more special. "Mulder, do you wanna leave after dinner," Scully whispered in his ear. "If you want to, I don't mind either way." "So, Mr. Mulder," Bill said, "What are you working on now?" "Bill, we're not going to talk about work tonight. This is Christmas," Maggie said firmly. "I was just trying to make conversation." "Yeah well, whenever you create a conversation, you make sure it's going to turn into World War III." "Melissa, no body asked you," Bill shot back. "My ass Bill-" "How old are the two of you? Leave the dinner table and yell at each other if you must." "Good one, Mom," Charles said. "Look Bill, I'm sorry I was a bitch just now." Melissa attempted. "It's all right. You can't help what you are." "Bill," Tara said. Bill got up from the table and left. Margaret Scully was truly embarrassed and Mulder felt that he'd brought this argument on. "Melissa, I'm sorry," Mulder said. "Oh Mulder, don't be sorry," Dana replied, "Bill's so easily a jerk." "I should go talk to my husband." Tara excused herself. "Boy, this reminds me of early Christmases," Charles said. "Fox, my son is a little out of sorts. Please, take no offense at what he says." "It's all right Mrs. Scully." "Well, let's clear the table then, and go out and talk." With that, Melissa, Dana, Mulder, Charles, and his wife cleared the table, and because of how many people pitched in, it took very little time. Then, they all sat down in the living room, and had wine. They heard Bill and Tara talking. "...and Melissa didn't deserve that." "I know she didn't! But she was defending him! I don't know why he is even here!" "He's helped Dana so many times! You're completely over reacting!" "Dana almost died because of him!" "And she is alive because of him. This isn't about Mulder, this is about you feeling like you need to protect your sister. Melissa's here, Dana's here, and Mulder's not going to put them in any position they don't themselves choose to be in." "He shouldn't have come." "Your mother invited him, and if you don't get your act together, walk out there expecting to have a good time, I'm leaving. I'm embarrassed that you're acting this way. Towards Melissa, towards Dana, towards him! Get your act together, or stay in here and think your thoughts through." They all tried not to listen, but couldn't have heard better. Mulder was the most embarrassed, the rest of the family was moderately used to it. Bill came out, looking like he still felt he was right, but slightly apologetic. The family tried to give Dana and him a moment to themselves by making themselves busy with other things. Melissa took Mulder by the hand and lead him to an old photograph of Dana, telling him a story of her. Margaret retrieved the dessert with Charles. "Dana, I'm sorry, but you do keep trying to make these people a part of your life that shouldn't be." Dana's eyes narrowed, and Melissa's ears along with everyone else's opened. "Excuse me Bill?" "Well, your partner, your boss, that three year old." Dana's eyes opened in surprise, and she couldn't believe what she heard. "Are you referring to my daughter," she asked. "She wasn't your daughter." Dana laughed in surprise. "The hell she wasn't. She was my child. She was my own flesh and blood Bill." "Did you give birth to her?" Dana closed her mouth and exhaled in anger. Bill took her hands. "You wanted a child so badly that you first tried to make her into Melissa's, and then you found out that some how she had similar genetic material, but she wasn't yours. You didn't give birth to her." "Really," she said. "I know that's not what you want to hear, but you have to accept the truth. She was not your daughter, your partner has done nothing but endanger your life." "I've heard all I'm going to Bill." "No Dana, you have to-" "*GET* out of my way." "Dana, listen-" Melissa stepped in. "Bill, let go of her hands. Let go." Bill let go. Dana turned to leave, but Mulder took her by the shoulders and moved her into another room. Melissa's eyes shined in anger. "I'm going to do something Dana's too refined to do." Melissa smacked him across the cheek with all her might, and Tara Scully didn't try to defend her husband. She had children, she understood Dana. Melissa hit him so hard, he bled. Margaret Scully was too ashamed of her son to yell at her daughter for being so immature. Bill Jr. was way out of line. He always was. XxX "Scully, it's okay, just breathe-" "Don't tell me to breathe," she said as she began to breathe in and out, crying. "He said she wasn't mine. He said..." "She was yours. You know she was. She knew she was and she knows now." "How could he say that? In front of everyone?" "I don't know," he said honestly. Mulder sat Scully on the bed and plopped himself down next to her. She was under control now, just completely damaged from the inside out. "I got to hear her call me Mommy once. It wasn't really her, it was an illusion. In that case where I saw her. When she came to me in a vision. She just said, "Mommy, please let me go." And I did. I let her go." "But you didn't let her go forever. You carry her with you always." "I didn't think about it for so long, I put it out of my mind. I have her picture with me always, but I never talk about her. I haven't really talked about her since that case with those girls. I just can't see the reason to." "Your brother loves you-" "Oh my brother can rot in hell. I'm going to go back out there, and I'm going to have fun, and he can kiss my ass." XxX "...and remember when you were six Dana? You'd follow me everywhere? We'd play hop scotch?" "Of course I do. What about you Mulder? We would've been great together as kids, I was a tomboy." "Scully, you have more energy and spark in you than any ten guys." "I know, I had a strong girl," Maggie smiled. Bill felt incredibly guilty, but was too proud to say it. He looked at his beautiful sister, completely envious of her. She had been Daddy's favorite. She had been the one he loved most. She had become the doctor, and she was now Mom's favorite. He'd become what his father had been, and done what everyone had always wanted, and Dana was still his parent's favorite. And to top it all off, he was supposed to protect her, and she's the doctor! He had to talk to her. "Dana, can you come over here and help me with cleaning up dessert?" Dana stopped her laughing and looked at him. He had such a face of hope, and she just sat there. Nothing could have made Bill madder, but Mulder, who was sitting next to her, whispered for her to go. She trusted him. She would only listen to him apparently. The bastard. She stood up and took as many plates as she could carry and walked into the kitchen with him. Together, they washed the plates, but she didn't look at him. Finally, he got impatient. He took her by the shoulders to make her look at him. "I'm sorry." "You should be Bill." "Look, I was just, I don't know, but I know I shouldn't have said it." "Is that the best you can do?" "What do you want me to do?" "Go to hell." She turned to leave but he had a firm grasp on her. "Listen to me Dana. I love you. You're my baby sister." "I'm not the baby you invision me to be. You think I'm not strong enough to make choices, or handle the choices I make. But, I can accept that. What I can't accept is what you said to me earlier. "My daughter Bill, is my daughter. She had my eyes. She had Melissa's face. I don't want to ever hear from you anything about that child that I loved more than life." "But you've gotta understand Dana." "Oh I understand, I don't understand everything, but I UNDERSTAND that she was my daughter. She was a creation and even if I didn't give birth to her, she was MINE. So, you can go on and on about how impossible it is, but I know the truth." "I'm sorry." "She was my angel. She *is* my angel. And I'm sticking with her. I don't care what you say." "All right, I'm sorry. What I said was wrong." "You've got that right, and I don't think I can forgive you right now. I don't know how long it will take. If ever. Those words will be with me forever Bill." "I will make amends." "And another thing. You can stop criticizing Mulder now. He's the one I trust most with my life. He has saved me more times than anyone ever has. He and I are the best of friends, and I don't want you telling me how insane you think he is. You're wrong. You're just angry that you're not there and that you're not the one saving me. But you know something, it's equal. Mulder and I save each other. We're a team!" "I can't trust him, but I love you." "If you love me, then stop hurting those I care about." Bill shook his head. She shook her shoulders free of his hands, and went back out with the rest of the family. Nothing would change the proud pig he was. She sat down next to Melissa and Mulder. Melissa placed a hand on Dana's shoulder. "It's his stupid male pride." "Oh I know Missy. Well, I think I'd better call it a night. I'm gonna go home. Mulder can give me a ride. Mom, I'll be back in the morning to open presents, but tonight, I need some time alone. I love you all, thank you so much." She stood up, and Mulder rose with her, and slowly, the rest of the family did, feeling awkward, and wondering how Dana was pulling through. Mulder helped her put her coat on, and Bill slowly came out. Melissa gave Dana a hug first, and stood next to the front door, with Mulder and Scully. Charles came next, then his wife, then Maggie. "Oh sweety, I know this was hard, it's all right. You've always been the strong one, and you keep amazing me honey. Get some sleep, and I promise it'll get better." Dana squeezed back. "I'm fine Mom." "As I was saying, I had a strong little girl." Dana stood back, with Mulder, saying last words to everyone. "Uh oh," Melissa said, standing back. "Mulder and Dana are under the mistletoe. Whoo." Bill was fully conscious now. He was praying Melissa would just go up in smoke. Dana didn't want to embarrass Mulder, so she kinda shook her head as they all urged her. "It's a tradition," Maggie said. "It'll take two seconds," Charles said. "Unless you make it a good one," Melissa added. Bill tensed up. "You don't have to Dana if you don't have to." Just then, Dana opened her eyes towards Bill and smiled. "Watch me," she said as she pulled Mulder's face down to hers, landing her lips with his. She'd caught him by surprise, and he didn't want to be graphic in front of her entire family, but she decided to. She played with his lips and kept his fully on hers, and she enveloped his lower lip between her own, running her tongue against it, then moving her mouth over his completely again, for one last smack, then took her mouth back. Mulder had been embarrassed constantly over that evening, but now, looking at the family, he realized this was the single most embarrassing moment of his life. "Ooh Dana, that looked good to me," Melissa said. "Are you satisfied, Melissa?" "Oh hell yeah-" "All right, everyone, good night," Maggie said smiling. _______________________________________________________ Dana Scully's Apartment 11:39 PM "I had a great time Scully. Thank you for sharing your family with me." "Anytime. You shared your family with me when you left me at your mother's house." "Are you ever going to get over that?" "Well, it wasn't exactly easy watching you drive away!" Mulder looked down, and rested his shoulder against the door, facing her. She searched her purse for the key. She unlocked the door, and then looked over at him. She tenderly touched his face and he reached in to kiss her. She inhaled, and deepened the kiss as much as possible, and he felt her hands on his torso, caressing him, and he broke free. "Mulder?" "I don't want you to do this." Scully looked down. "Oh. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable just now. I thought...I don't know." Mulder took her by the shoulders so she would look at him. "I don't want you to use me to get even with your brother." She burst out with a laugh, a sarcastic laugh of surprise. "That's what you thought I was thinking? That's what you think I'm thinking now?" "Well, earlier, when you kissed me-" "I admit, maybe then, I was thinking about showing him I could take care of myself, but I was also thinking about how much I've wanted it. How much I want it now. Bill isn't even in my thoughts. Bill can go fuck a cow. I'd just hoped you'd felt the same way." She looked down, and he frowned. She began to walk into her apartment, and he followed her. He shut the door behind them, and she still didn't speak. She turned around and looked at him, with a very sad face. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable at my mother's house, and I didn't mean to put you in a position you didn't want to be in. I apologize. I'll see you at work after Christmas. Have a great one." With that, before Mulder could speak, Scully left the room, going into her bathroom, and he heard the shower start. Mulder let out a sound, a surprised sound as if he hadn't said anything, and she'd put words into his mouth that he totally hadn't meant. What had she just confessed to him? What had he just heard her say about the way she thought he felt? He had to fix this. XxX Scully felt completely abused. She felt raped. Not because of Bill, or Mulder, or anything that had happened that night, but because of the fact that they'd stolen her ova. They'd taken it and produced a child with it. She took her hands, looked at them, then rubbed her crotch hard with them, cleaning herself as best she could. She rubbed the inner skin and folds until all the natural moisture was gone. Harder and harder until it was almost numb. She wasn't crying, she was more stressed out at the thought of all they'd done to her. Depressed that she could never conceive a child or have a normal life. She soaped every part of her body with baby shampoo, then soaped the little red curls with it, hoping to wash away the feeling of medical rape. Then, she began to cry. Tears clouded her eyes and she sobbed slightly, until Mulder turned her around and held her. "It's over, Scully," he said holding her naked body with his equally naked one. "Nooo Mulder, it...it can't be over. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do what I did tonight. I didn't mean to make you felt like I used you. I just, I've lost so much, and I wanted something to hold onto I guess." She cried against his chest as the shower water continued to pour down on both of them. She'd taken the words right out of his mouth. He'd always wanted something to hold onto. He took her face in his hands and looked at her. "I didn't want you to think I didn't want you. That I didn't want us. I have wanted you since the beginning, I just didn't want you to want me to get back at your brother. But you can use me Scully to fill up that hole in your heart. You can cry and I'll be right here, you don't have to be strong for me." She nodded and her face crumbled in a crying form, and the tears rolled down her face as well as the water dripped. She wrapped her weak limbs around his shoulders, her nails pressing lightly into his back. He held her for a moment, then pulled back his head and captured her mouth with his own. He took his arms that were wrapped around her and squeezed her hard against him. His hands tenderly moved to her breasts as his mouth played with hers. The tears began to stop falling and she was grateful to be feeling this and not pain. This was the best feeling. She pulled back. "I'm sorry Mulder. I didn't mean to-" "Shh, Scully, it's all right. You didn't hurt me. I want you to feel like you can come to me and I'll be there. I need you and I want you to need me the way I need you. Use me to forget about the pain. I love you." Her face formed a smile and cried at the same time. "I love you too." Mulder turned off the shower, and Scully began to shake. He took hold of her shoulders, supporting her, and grabbed a towel. He wrapped it around her, respecting her and not looking anywhere he shouldn't be. He dried her off and the tears still fell. He took her small body and sat her down on the toilet seat, as he put his shorts back on. He then took her hands, pulled her up, and swooped her up in his arms. He carried her out of her bathroom to her bedroom, and lied her down on the bed. He wrapped her damp hair in a towel, and opened her drawers to find some pajamas. "Mulder," she said weakly, "You don't have to do-" "Shut up, Scully. I want to do this." He came over to her and presented her with the warm matching top and bottom. They together worked to get her clothes on her, and he didn't look at her body at all, he just looked at her. Her big blue eyes, intensified from the crying. Anger, fear, and pain were all visible just by her eyes. He put socks on her feet, and covered her up. He then climbed into bed and lied next to her. He touched her face which was wet with tears. "Tell me, Scully." "Tell you what?" "Emily." "What do you mean?" "Tell me what you're thinking. What your dreams were. What comes to mind." Scully thought a moment. She laughed and cried at the same time. "Did you see, she had my eyes." "Yes, I noticed. Big, beautiful blue eyes." Mulder gathered Scully's small body into her arms and he hugged her. She smelled good. She was so soft and snug. She was warm from the clothing. She hugged him back and sniffed a little. She pulled back. "She loved my cross." "I noticed that too." "I had a dream. I knew what was going to happen." "What are you talking about, Scully?" "Just after I found out she was my daughter, I had a dream that I was walking on the beach, and I found a cross in the sand, and then I was blown away. And that's what happened at the funeral. All my hopes were blown away." "It's not over for you." "My chance at being a mother is." She lied back down and he slipped his hand under her pajama top and caressed her skin. It felt so good. Comforting. Electric. "Anything's possible, Scully." "I don't think about her everyday, but when I do, it's complete. She was everything to me for a few weeks. You were right. I did get a chance to love her. I was glad she found me. Or maybe Melissa lead me to her." "Why don't you ask Melissa if she was the one?" "I just got her back, and I don't really want to know. I think it's best unsaid. Unanswered." Mulder cupped her cheek, and kissed her mouth. But this kiss wasn't a kiss that was chaste, or brotherly, this was deep. His lips caressed hers, and he enveloped her mouth deeply, then pulled back, looking at her. Tears slid down her face, and he wiped them tenderly with his thumb. "Use me, Scully, to cover up the pain." She began to sob. She pulled his mouth over hers, and eventually his entire body was on hers. She still cried, but his mouth helped resolve some of the pain. His hands were on her, and somehow, they managed to rid each other's clothes. His hands caressed her stomach, her breasts, her face, her waist. She had such a small waist, but then again, she was small everwhere. He pulled the towel off of her head and let the slightly damp go wild as he twisted his fingers in the red strands. Her lips were so full and he just wanted to wipe the pain away. Soon, they were both fully naked, and Mulder held each breast and extremely slowly, encircled her nipple with his tongue, and kissed her aureola. She moaned slightly, then reached down to caress him. He was ready, but he wanted to be certain she was sure. He slowly lifted his head from her breast and kissed her mouth slowly, using as much time as possible for one kiss. He then spread her legs and inhaled the good smell of baby shampoo. "Mulder," she breathed not quite sure what he was doing. Mulder didn't answer, he just slipped his tongue inside her, and she let out a moan. His tongue thrusted in and out of her, and then he glided his tongue up until he reached her clitoris, where he moved it, teased it, and caressed it with his tongue, before consuming it in his mouth and sucking hard. She reached down and pulled him up to her, and lifted her hips so that he was inside her. She slowly thrusted, moaning slightly with him, the pain being washed away. Another tear fell out of her eye, and between long, smooth thrusts, he bent down and kissed it away. He was deep within her, but she wanted him completely. She arched to her best ability and he filled her with a throbbing warmth. This was very slow, and full of love. Neither one of them would've waited this long to make love in three minutes. Finally, they reached their climax, and Scully felt the last wave crashing over her, as Mulder pulled her into his arms. He'd helped relieve the pain.