Call Me Fox

DISCLAIMER: We all know who Mulder and Scully really belong to. Chris, I'm just borrowing them for a while to fulfill a little dream! No copyright infringement is intended. (I'm a law student so I know my rights!)

INTRO NOTES: This is my first attempt at a story. I've been a fan since the first season and I think M+S are made for each other. They make Romeo and Juliet look like arch enemies!! I hope you find something to like here, and I would love any feed back. I WANT THE TRUTH!

WARNING: NC-17/ANGST.....so if you're underage you know what you SHOULD do!

DEDICATION: I'm dedicating this to a friend who was the first person to read this and he encouraged me to post it. Thanks David!:-)

'CALL ME FOX'

by Anne-Marie Forker ('Foxy Mulderette')

"Mulder, where are you?"

He listened to the voice of his best friend through his mobile phone, asking the same question for the thousandth time.

"In the basement." he replied dryly.

Scully knew instantly that he was feeling less than cheerful. Actually, guilty was more fitting to his psychological profile at this moment, and every moment since Scully had been taken away by Duane Barry. Since he learned of her cancer, and that he was part of the reason 'they' had given it to her, guilt overwhelmed him even more tha n it had after Samantha had been 'abducted' over twenty years ago, which he had not thought was possible.

"What'cha doing?!" Scully chirped in an attempt to lighten the dark clouds that surrounded him. "Just sitting, thinking."

Part of him hoped she wouln't ask exactly what he was thinking, then he would have to lie to her, or at least participate in a campaign of misinformation. The other part of him, most of all that he was, wanted to pour out his soul to her completely. She had seen the parts of his soul that Samantha was part of, had comforted the guilt he wore. She had even seen herself in the reflection of his eyes and knew that she was part of his depths too, but she wanted to be so much deeper, to remove the root of his pain and sow her seed of love for him. Dana Scully wanted the partner she loved so entirely deep inside of her. 'Maybe I can get a little deeper now.' she thought.

"What about?" "Oh, the usual, you know." he said flippantly. "Well, that leaves two things, and you don't sound like you're reflecting on the anti-gravity inflicted parts of a Playmate's anatomy!"

Little did she realise it wasn't those girls' anatomy that affected him most, it was hers. When Mulder failed to respond she continued in a more serious tone,

"So that leaves Samantha." "Scully," he hesitated for a moment,"....I don't think now is the time." "Time for what?" "For you to know what my 'Spooky' mind is thinking." he said with a hint of self-mocking sarcasm. "Why not?" she asked.

No reply.

"Mulder?"

Still no reply. Normally she would be worried that he had been shot or knocked unconscious if she heard silence on the other end of the line, but she could still hear Mulder's breathing, despite the fact that he had been holding it for the last minute.

"Fox, I'm coming over." and she hung up the phone before he could protest.

Without knocking, Scully entered their basement office which was hidden away from the 'conventional FBI workplace. The X Files were placed at the bottom of the ladder by those at the top of it. Scully didn't mind that much, thay had the worst office, but she had the best agent as a partner. He didn't even look at her as he mumbled a 'Hi'.

"Mulder, you've been here all day, and you're still working at that computer?" "I've had to finish something." "So, you're free now?" "You could say that."

Scully could see for herself that Mulder was hiding something from her. Short replies to her questions plus avoiding eye contact were the bricks of Mulder's wall of defence. She was determined to break through that wall, she had been close before, but not here in the office.

"You need to get out of here, let's go."

Mulder didn't object, he knew she was right. He saved his 'work' on his computer, grabbed his coat and followed Scully out to her car. He didn't ask where they were going, but he hoped she wasn't leaving him off at his apartment. He didn't want to feel even more alone.

They were silent until Scully stopped the car, at her place. She turned to Mulder,

"Dinnertime, but while it's cooking you can chew on these." She gave him a packet of sunflower seeds that she had kept for him in the glove compartment. For the first time that day, actually, that week, Mulder smiled a little. 'I don't deserve this, I don't deserve you Dana' he thought.

"Thanks." was all he said.

Scully was relieved somewhat when she saw the smile, but it didn't spread to his eyes, and he still wouldn't look at her.

When they got inside Scully's apartment she headed for the kitchen, but Mulder finally spoke up and said he wasn't hungry. She took off her shoes and tights for comfort and they sat on her couch, at either end. Scully felt like there was a mile between them, at least. She tried to shorten the distance,

"So, what were you trying to finish?"

No answer, again.

"C'mon Mulder, please talk to me." she said sincerely. "The X Files." he replied quietly, still looking at the floor.

The sound of silence engulfed the room as Scully tried to comprehend what she had just heard.

"What?! Mulder, No.....why?" 'Because I Love You' he thought.

"I was 'working' on my letter of resignation. No X Files, no drastic measures to 'strengthen' my beliefs. They will be of no consequence." "Consequence?"

Mulder slightly turned toward Scully, but kept his focus on the floor, guilt forbidding any eye contact with her.

"Dana, your cancer is a consequence of my beliefs."

Scully knew that he was struggling to fight back his tears, and she desperately wanted to hold him, to comfort this man who had not given her this disease, he had saved her life several times. In a way, he had given her life, once through the 'strength of his beliefs'. Scully had never thought it was possible to love and trust someone so entirely until she had met Fox Mulder.

"No Fox, it's the other way around." "I don't understand." he replied. "Some of your beliefs are a consequence of my cancer. They gave it to me to make you believe. It's beyond your control."

Mulder remained locked inside himself. She placed a hand on his shoulder and said with gentle confidence,

"It's not your fault."

He let out a heavy sigh, but still said nothing and Scully could feel her frustration growing. She pressed her hand more firmly on his shoulder.

"You didn't choose to give me this disease, you never had a choice. Those bastards who gave me this are to blame, not you Mulder. Don't blame yourself for this one."

Scully paused momentarily to gather her thoughts, she wanted to say exactly what he needed to hear, the truth.

"I'll...no, we'll find a way to get rid of this cancer, through the X Files. They're the place to start. Mulder, don't finish them, for our sake and Samantha's."

Sculyy's emotional control was now breaking down, she needed and wanted Mulder to believe what she was saying so much it physically ached. Tears began to fall from her eyes, and Mulder's too as he listened to her words.

"I will not let them take my life and blame it on the most important person in it."

Fox Mulder felt the last remaining bricks of his wall of defence crumble. He finally brought his eyes to meet Scully's, andwhen he saw her tears he moved closer, wrapping his arms around her as she encircled his waist in hers. Mulder buried his face in her hair, cherishing the smell of her. They sobbed together, holding each other for what seemed like an eternity, neither wanting to let go.

When Mulder eventually lifted his head to look into the depths of her eyes, he saw something that almost took his breath away, pure love and desire. He had dreamed of her looking at him like this. He gently caressed her cheek with his hand, wiping her last tear away with his thumb.

There were no words to be said, their eyes expressed more than words ever could.

Slowly, Mulder brought his lips to Scully's, placing a light, tender kiss. He opened his eyes to see her response, to see if she would pull away. When she opened her eyes Mulder saw love still there, heightened desire, and happiness. Scully felt like she was falling through clouds, wanting a soft place to land, and Mulder was that place.

She tightened her hold on Mulder's waist and he brought his lips to hers again, this time with a fierce passion, kissing her deeply, unleashing the restrained desire they had kept from each other for years. Their tongues met and Scully ran her fingers through his hair, as he stroked her back through her blouse, sending waves of electricity through her. Mulder could feel the warmth of her body through the thin material and he wanted to feel her skin against his, to be as close as humanly possible to her. When he felt Scully run her hand over the front of his shirt to loosen his tie it sent a shiver of pleasure straight to his groin. He tried to regain control, and took her hand in his,

"Dana, are you certain this is what you want?" "I've been certain for a long, long time Mulder."

He could feel his heart racing, he had wanted to make beautiful love to her for the longest time also. The thought of what they were about to do made him dizzy. Finally, a dream coming true instead of wondering if his dreams about the past were true.

"Call me Fox." he said.

Scully almost laughed.

"Fox" she whispered breathlessly in his ear, "Make love to me."

Mulder gulped an extra breath, lifted her, and carried her into the bedroom. He laid her on the bed and crawled over her, again they kissed passionately. Scully managed to remove Mulder's tie and open his shirt, almost ripping it open as he brought his lips to her lower neck, making her gasp. He unbuttoned and removed her blouse, momentarily stopping to gaze at what was revealed to him. She could tell from his open mouthed expression that he liked what he saw, and when he removed her white lace bra, he exhaled quickly.

"So beautiful Dana." he whispered as he cupped one breast in his hand, pressing his thumb into her firm nipple, watching her eyes close and her teeth bite her full bottom lip. He then brought his lips to her other breast, teasing it gently with his tongue. Scully arched her back at his touch, the touch she had been dreaming of for too long.

Mulder brought his hands to her waist, stroking and caressing it, unbuttoned her skirt, and pushed it down and off her legs. He ran his fingers lightly over her shapely calves and then over her thighs, making her curl her toes in pleasure.

Scully, though lightheaded with desire, was aware that she was wearing only her panties, and Mulder was still half dressed. She sat up and pulled Mulder's lips to hers in another deep, loving kiss, and laid him down.

While placing soft, warm kisses over his cheekbones and jaw, she stroked his neck. Then, replacing her strokes with her mouth, Scully caressed his lower neck and broad shoulders with her tongue and teeth. Mulder could smell her hair again, and could feel it tickling his chest as she worked her magic. Mulder was only too happy to be cast under this spell.

She circled one of his nipples with her tongue, while running her hands up the inside of his arms. Scully entwined her fingers with his as she closed her mouth around his nipple and sucked gently. Mulder squeezed her fingers tightly, letting her know how much he was enjoying this.

He felt so close to her.

She released his hands, ran her fingers down his strong, tanned arms and further to his waist. She rubbed his abdomen and gently ran her nails over his lower stomach. Mulder flinched and gasped as he felt her touch, and grabbed the quilt below him in his hands as she brought her head down to unzip his trousers with her teeth.

When she pulled his trousers down over his knees and off his long, athletic legs to the floor, he was wearing as much as her.

Equal as partners and now equal as lovers.

She could tell from the bulge in his black boxers that he was enjoying this as much as her. She could feel her heat and wetness, and wanted him badly. She wanted to make him feel such ecstacy, to show him how much she really did love him, wanted him to believe it, needed him to believe it. Scully pulled his boxers off and what she saw made her catch her breath.

Fox Mulder was more erect than any man she had seen before, either in her personal life, or as a medical doctor.

She gently rubbed his inner thighs, and lovingly cupped his testicles.

"Dana..." he sighed.

He was close to the edge. He wanted her there too, so they could fall into heaven together. Mulder struggled to regain control and he laid her on her back.

"Your turn." he whispered.

Scully smiled, she was delighted that he was more generous a lover than she had ever wished for. She had been ready to straddle him to take him to heaven, and beyond.

Mulder covered her neck and breasts with more kisses, applying more pressure than before. He caressed her lower back and buttocks with his large, but soft hands while teasing her hard nipples with his mouth. Scully responded to his every touch with passionate shivers and lifted her hips towards him. She could feel his erection pressing against her thigh as she stroked her back.

Scully wanted him deep within her.

"Now Fox....now." she managed to plead between her short, rapid breaths.

"No Dana, you deserve more, I want to give you more."

Mulder lowered his hands to rub the back of her thighs and brought his lips to her lower stomach. Scully wasn't sure if she could last much longer, she was reaching the point beyond control. He squeezed her breasts with his hands and lowered his mouth to flick her clitoris with his tongue, tasting her musky wetness and heat. Scully threw her head violently back into the pillow, and buried her fingers in Mulder's thick brown hair. She was right on the edge, and he could feel it. It made him more erect than ever before.

"Pleeee....eeease Fox, now....come with me."

Mulder lifted his head and arched over her to look into her eyes.

"Always Dana."

He kissed her with such tenderness Scully thought she might cry with happiness. She deepened the kiss, then ran her hands down his back to squeeze his buttocks and said breathlessly,

"I Love You."

Mulder felt his broken heart mend. This was better than the dreams he had of Dana Scully.

He entered her, slowly, cherishing the feel of her warmth. They both gasped and held their breaths at the contact.

Finally Mulder was deep within Scully.

After several seconds, Scully began to thrust her hips gently, and Mulder responded, setting a deep, slow pace. He felt as if he would explode inside her at any moment, and was trying hard to endure, to wait until she wanted to change pace. Scully could feel herself begin to shake.

"Faster, harder Mulder." she gasped into his neck. "Look at me."

Scully looked at his loving eyes, and into his soul.

"I Love You Dana."

A split second after those precious words had fell from his lips, he thrust forcefully into her with all his strength, as deep as he could get. Scully almost screamed with pleasure but instead pressed her teeth into his shoulder, thrilling Mulder more than he thought possible. He whispered again in her ear,

"Call me Fox."

Scully moved her hips higher as Mulder rubbed her breast one last time and then thrust again into her. She wrapped one arm around his back and kept the other on his buttock, pushing him into her. She was beginning to come, to fall into heaven. Mulder was there too, he thrust again and again, faster and faster, driving tham both completely over the edge.

"FOOOOOOOOOOX!" Scully screamed as her entire body spasmed with pure ecstacy when Mulder came inside her, each of them having the longest and most powerful orgasm they had ever experienced.

Heaven.

Mulder collapsed and Scully used what strength she had left to wrap her arms around him. When they both could breathe steadily again, Mulder kissed her softly and withdrew from her, lying at her side. Scully rested her head on his chest where she could hear his heart beating. He encircled her in his arms.

"That was so perfect." she said. "I was thinking exactly the same thing." Mulder replied, smiling. "Ooh, Spooky!" Scully joked.

Mulder laughed, something she was glad to hear.

"You make me feel so alive Mulder."

He was touched deeply to hear her say that, it took some of his guilt away, something noone else could do.

There was just one problem though,

"Dana?" "Mmmm?" Scully replied sleepily, "Call me Fox." "Fox." she sighed as she fell asleep in his arms.

THE END.

Well, what did you think?? I'd would love to hear any feedback! amfx@hotmail.com.

'Foxy Mulderette'