Title: Movements Author: TeaL E-mail: Talitha_1121@yahoo.com Flames will be used to light TFO's funeral pyre Archive: Go for it just don't change anything and tell me where it's going so I can visit :) Rating: G Keywords: Fowl-Fic Summary: Pure Fowl Torture Disclaimer: Nothing xf related belongs to me. All hail the almighty CC, I am but a meek servant girl who means you and your creations no harm. Authors Note: oooh boy I think I'll apologize for this one, it's sick but it was soooooo much fun to write This is what happens when TeaL gets bored :) MOVEMENTS By TeaL Diana Fowley set her bottle of laxatives on the counter next to the coffee machine. Working with Agent Scully lately had left her feeling rather constipated. "Diana, come take a look at this", Mulder called from across the room waving some slides in the air. Momentarily forgetting the tablets, she flicked the light switch and joined Mulder at the projector. Scully walked brusquely through the halls of the FBI towards the basement, she was having one of those rare days when everything went right, she felt as though nothing short of the apocalypse could spoil it for her. She entered the office and was about to cheerily say good morning to her partner....... When she saw Satan standing next to him. 'we're doomed', Scully thought as she hung back, leaning against the counter and watched as Diana casually reached around Mulder to pick up a slide...and then proceeded to stand unnaturally close to him as she ooohed and aaaahed over the dead cow on the screen Scully groaned softly, 'anyone who finds a dead cow that interesting must have an extremely small mind' And considering what little things could get Mulder worked up...... Shifting her weight slightly, Scully bumped the counted with her hip and knocked over a container of pills. She glanced at the bottle and instantly recognised them to be Laxatives....fairly strong ones at that, prescribed to one 'Diana Fowley' Scully's mood brightened once again....these were not your everyday over the counter type laxatives....these were the real deal. Looking over at Mulder and Diana and finding them still caught up in the slides, Scully quickly pocketed a handful and placed the rest back in the bottle. Moving away from the desk slightly, she shut the door hard with her foot . Mulder and Diana jumped slightly at the sudden noise. "Goodmorning!", Scully said with renewed glee "morning Scully", Mulder replied. Diana simply glanced in her direction and gave a pitiful half smile. Scully showed her teeth. Diana was in her territory and something had to be done. "Anyone want a coffee?", Scully asked hopefully. Mulder shook his head and looked green at the thought. "Sure", Diana said, "white with 2 sugars" Scully smiled "Coming right up" Diana gave mulder a surprised look, she hadn't been expecting Scully would be so willing to do something for her. Mulder caught Diana's look and threw her a 'See, Scully doesn't hate you' one back. At the coffee machine, Scully took into consideration Diana's usual dosage as prescribed on the bottle and how quickly that would take to act and added several more of the laxatives in Diana's coffee as she added the sugar. This wouldn't just work quickly....this would clear her whole system. Scully couldn't believe she was actually doing this, it was so unlike her and until this moment she's never really been the revenge type. But there was something about this woman that just brought out the worst in her and she just couldn't resist. Handing Diana her coffee, Scully took a seat and tried to act interested as Mulder explained the slides. Diana suddenly lost interest in the oh so interesting images on the screen and with her coffee, stood at the back of the room flipping through an old x-file. A loud rumbling suddenly broke the silence that had formed in the room and continued for some time causing Mulder's eternal pencil collection to vibrate against the jar they sat in. Mulder looked around the office for a moment trying to determine the source of the noise. "Earthquake?", he asked in disbelief. He didn't notice Diana shrinking back into the corner of the office, her face growing redder and redder. Scully was about to agree with Mulder when it hit her.... That had been no earthquake. That had, infact, been a wonderful thing called laxatives taking effect . Diana felt her stomach cramp, she gulped in a lungful of air and rushed out of the room. Mulder watched her leave, confused. "Wonder what that was about" Scully shrugged, "I don't think she's comfortable with movements" Diana ran through the halls of the FBI as fast as her legs could carry her. Her stomach chose it's moments to cramp and rumble....those moments being when she passed other agents in the halls, causing her to leave a trail of normally professional agents smirking and trying to control their laughter in her wake. Diana *almost* didn't make it to the restrooms Smoothing out her skirt, Diana walked uncomfortably into Mulder's office. "Diana, where have you been the past thirty minutes?" , he asked annoyed she'd just left them like that earlier. "I, ah, had to get something out of my system" , she mumbled. Scully's face lit up, "excuse me for a moment", she said looking at Mulder then Diana and exited the office before *she* lost control of certain functions due to laughing. Patting her pocket, Scully felt the laxatives she had remaining . It was just too easy. The End :) End Note: I've been trying to come up with an ending for a few days now but couldn't so I gave up which is why it seems to end quickly. Feedback to TeaL Visit my Asylum http://www.angelfire.com/nm/Talitha/index.html