From: eowyn7@ix.netcom.com(Gail Moore)
Newsgroups: alt.tv.x-files.creative
Subject: Syzygy Redux 1/1 By Eowyn Evenstar
Date: 2 Mar 1996 18:45:03 GMT


	MSR
	Greetings and salutations.  This is pure fluff and mind candy. 
Syzygy left me so upset and then the next episode totally ignored what
happened in it that I'd thought I'd write my own little conclusion. 
I'm going to send this to Extreme Possibilities first [I think that's
the name.] in honor of their start.  I want to believe.  This has
absolutely no relationship to anything else I've done and I don't have
a sequel planned but should I get enough requests I might consider one.
;-) 

Later,
Eowyn

	Okay, everyone knows the drill.  I don't own them I'm simply
making them behave as two grown up adults who want to have a love life.
 Chris Carter owns them and is apparently under the same delusion, as
most of the males in Hollywood, that once a couple is together all the
romance and excitement goes out of the relationship and their lives. 
Why do all these people have the mentality of twelve year old boys? 
Sorry I'm kibitzing to the choir again.
Rating PG for language.
Third season spoiler of Syzygy.  That's all.
And believe it or not it turns out to be a romance.  If you want a
follow up be warned it'll probably be NC-17.  E me at 
eowyn7@ix.netcom.com.
And now on with the show....

Syzygy Redux
By Eowyn Evenstar
eowyn7@ix.netcom.com.
	The road ahead was a black ribbon that wound into the night. 
Special Agent Fox Mulder glanced over at his companion.  <What the hell
had gotten into her?>  She'd been a bitch from minute one.  <Well at
least since Detective White's directions had been right and the map
Scully was reading wrong.>  It had been an old map and hadn't taken
into account an interstate bypass that had been added recently.  Still,
that was no reason to get her nickers in such a twist as they used to
say when he was at Oxford.  He hadn't exactly been a model of decorum
but nothing like the snit she was in.  <Alright, I was being a pain. 
Quoting all that report shit and blaming it on her.  Cowardly, Mulder,
very cowardly.  So what if it's been ages...  Shit, I don't even want
to think about how long it's been.  You're starting to let the wrong
head think for you.>  He told himself.  Scully had been right White had
handled the case like a small town hick cop.  The reports he had
spouted at her were what he believed as well but he shifted it all on
to Scully.  Letting her play the heavy.
	<Okay.  So maybe she had a reason to be pissed.  Here I am making
her look like an unreasonable hard ass, all so that I can get laid. 
First Bambi and now this woman.  Yeah, Scully did have a reason to be
pissed.  Shit.  And what about you, Mulder, you get your chance and
what do you do?  Draw your balls up into your abdomen and panic big
time.  Horny beast... brilliant... Freud would have a field day with
that.  There wasn't a thing subtle about it.  Yet here I am offered it
on a silver platter and I choke, why?>  
	<And Scully acting like a jealous woman.  Talk about
unprofessional.  She wasn't a jealous woman, she was his partner. 
Still, she could have fooled me.  Okay if she wasn't jealous what was
she.  Well I'd treated her like shit so maybe she felt that my behavior
was totally unprofessional.  Which it was, but still?  She read me the
riot act... what the hell was wrong with getting laid anyway?  It's not
like there is anything between us?  Is there?  No of course not. 
Scully is much too professional for that.  Isn't she?  She couldn't
want a relationship with me could she?  She dates other people. 
Doesn't she?  There was that guy when... hummm... must have been two
years ago now.  I interrupted their date... don't think she saw him
again though.  So there must be someone else.  Why?  There isn't anyone
else for me.  Hasn't been since... when?>  
	As the when suddenly occurred to him he shuddered.  <Stupid,
stupid, stupid, really stupid.  Sleeping with a woman just because Dana
was gone.>  He stopped and gulped at that thought.  <No this couldn't
be about Scully.  I can't have feelings like that about her.  Can I? 
Oh shit!  No.  The planetary alignment must still be getting to me.> 
Fox Mulder suddenly flashed to a vision of himself on top of his
partner, kissing her, inside her.
  <Ah!!!>  He felt himself getting hard.  <No way I can't think about
her like that.  It's this stupid planet shit.  It has to be.>  
	He reached for his briefcase, took the half empty bottle of vodka
out of it and took a drink.  Scully looked with disgust over at him
from her position behind the wheel.  He defended himself.  "I'm
thirsty."
	"Well alcohol isn't the way to quench your thirst."
	"Get off it, Scully, I'm sick of your superior attitude."  <Way
to go, Mulder.  Bright! Real bright.>
	"My superior attitude you arrogant SOB."  She was too furious to
drive.  She saw a dirt road and turned down it driving for a quarter of
a mile before parking in a stand of bushes and trees.  She opened the
car door and got out slamming it after her.
	<Great!  Out here in the middle of nowhere at, he checked his
watch, two am.  Shit.  Guess I'm going to have to have it out with her.
 Maybe I should just apologize.  I wonder if she'd forgive me?  Naw,
after the ass I've been probably not.>  He took another long drink.
Before getting out of the car.
	He wasn't ready to apologize.  Some of it had been her fault,
too.  "Come on, Scully, get back in the car."  Mulder walked up to
stand behind her.
	"No.  You're a bastard, Mulder, and I'm not riding with you."
	"Don't be stupid, how the hell else are we going to get
anywhere."
	"I don't give a damn.  I'm not going to get back in that car with
you."
	"Fine, be like that.  Give me the keys and I'll send someone back
for you when I get to DC.  You can explain it to Skinner."  They both
knew that Washington was several hours away and that that suggestion
was ludicrous.  He hoped that it would make her see how silly she was
being.
	"I'm not going to be stuck out here in the middle of nowhere,
Fox.  I'll send someone back for you."
	<Bitch.>  And calling him that, in that tone of voice.  The
sarcasm practically dripping.  "Give me the keys and get in the car or
I'll pick you up and carry you."
	"Just try it, and see how far you get."
	He pretended to turn away then swung swiftly around and tried to
grab her by the waist.  She was ready for him and had him flat on his
back in seconds, the wind knocked out of him.  Dana Scully stood
looking down at him a smug smile on her face.  A red haze covered his
vision and he struck out with one of his long legs sweeping it against
her legs and knocking her to the ground, slightly winded.  He was on
top of her in an instant.  "Now give, Scully.  We're going to have to
get these suits dry cleaned as it is."  He sniffed, "Why do you smell
like cigarette smoke?"
	"Because I've been smoking."
	"You smoke?"  Fox Mulder drew back shocked.
	"No, not normally.  I did my last year of high school but gave it
up.  I found that I didn't really like it.  Last night I just felt like
I wanted one.  Okay."
	"Do you smoke afterwards?"
	She was puzzled by his question until she realized what he meant
then her anger that had begun to dissipate, returned.  "Get off me you
big macho lummox."  She pushed at him.
	"That's twice you've called me macho.  Well if your going to call
me one I'm going to act the part."  Was his last comment before leaning
down and kissing her.
	He hadn't planned more that a brief kiss...  he wanted to...?  He
didn't know what he wanted to do except kiss her but instead of the
resistance he'd expected he felt her stiffen and then relax into his
kiss.  She parted her lips inviting him in and he took her up on the
invitation.  They kissed for a long time.  Their lips would break apart
and then come back together neither one wanting to stop.  After a few
minutes he began to be afraid that he would hurt her laying on her on
the hard ground so he rolled over onto his back bringing her with him. 
They kissed some more.  Finally breaking apart she sighed and put her
head on his chest.  Neither one willing to break the silence.  He held
her tight not wanting to move.  The exhaustion and craziness of the day
got to them and they fell asleep.  
	They awoke at dawn.  Romantic man that he was his first words
where, "Shit. My butts asleep from this hard ground.  Couldn't you have
picked a soft field to fight in?"
	"If I had you'd be covered in mud from trying to get the car
unstuck."  She sat up smiling, she was feeling much better than he was
because his chest had made a wonderful pillow to sleep on.  She stood
up and reached a hand down to help him up.
	Mulder stood up and stretched.  His muscles aching and joints
cracking.  Finally he met her eyes.  Casting her a chagrinned smile he
guided her back to the car.  He opened the front door but instead of
getting in or stepping aside to let her in he popped the lock and
opened the back door.  She didn't say anything as she climbed in the
back seat, merely raised her eyebrow at him.
	He explained, "I think we should talk, don't you?"
	She nodded yes and scooted over so that he could join her.  "So,
Mulder, is this where you read me the rule book about not becoming
involved with a colleague or where you tell me your work is too
important to you for anything to interfere with it?"
	"I should tell you both those things but you know them better
than I do.  This is where I point out that I'm a screwed up bastard and
a relationship with me is only going to serve as career suicide.  I'm
way too single minded and don't pay enough attention to those around
me.  I hare off on my own with great regularity and a relationship with
me isn't going to change that.  I'd also like to point out that I'm
often inconsiderate and sometimes balanced on a precarious edge of
sanity and definitely paranoid."
	Dana heard him out knowing that he was trying to let her down
easy.  <Damn.  Why couldn't I have controlled my jealousy better?  Not
let him see it.>  She was very much afraid that he was going to tell
her that the partnership was over.  She was startled by his next words.
	"But you know all these things don't you?  So what I'm going to
tell you is that I've been a blind fool and that if you want to get
involved I'd like to very much.  There hasn't been anyone in my life in
a long time probably because having you as a partner met almost all my
needs.  I had companionship, someone to talk to, someone to depend on
and trust, and someone who cared about me.  It's only been in the last
couple of months that another need has been driving me but you've known
that, too.  Haven't you?"  
	At her nod of yes he continued.  "Dana, I really want to get
laid.  I've been as horny as hell for the last couple of months and I
guess it's become obvious but when it came down to it... Well I
couldn't do it with anybody else.  Detective White... she was coming on
to me.  Yeah, I know she was only taking me up on the offers I'd been
making since we started that case.  But the truth was when she came on
to me I wanted to run, and suddenly she was on top of me and all I
could do was try to gently shove her off.  I felt like hell for leading
her on but I wasn't going to do anything with her.  If you hadn't come
in... I wouldn't have succumbed to her charms."  He looked at his
partner with sincerity in his eyes, "As much as I thought I wanted to
be with a woman I'm finding that the only woman I want to be with is
you.  If you'll have me that is?"
	Dana Scully didn't know what to say or do.  She'd never thought
that Fox Mulder would want to make time in his life for a serious
relationship.  <Was he talking about a serious relationship?>  "Mulder,
I don't want a one night stand or brief fling."
	"I know that.  I wasn't talking about a temporary thing.  Look,
Dana if it wasn't for all the secret government conspiracies and the
FBI rules I'd probably be proposing marriage right now but we can't.  I
don't want to lose you as my partner in the X-files so we're going to
have to keep this a secret but I want to be with you."
	She nodded and cuddled up next to him.  "Is that a yes?"  He
asked.
	"That's a yes, Mulder."
	"Fox."
	She leaned back and looked up at him.  "I thought you didn't
like... I mean even Phoebe...?"
	"I know but I want what we have to be special, I want to hear my
name on your lips.  Only when we're alone though."
	She smiled one of her brilliant smiles at him and reached up and
kissed him.  The kiss quickly grew in passion until he had to pull away
or embarrass himself.  "Dana I'd love to continue this but some poor
farmer is libel to get the shock of his life."  He smiled at the grin
he saw on her face before finishing.  "Let's head back to DC and
continue this conversation in a more appropriate setting."
	She didn't say anything just kissed him again and got out of the
back seat of the car handing him the keys.  "It's your turn to drive,
Mulder."

And so it goes....
Do you want more?  E me at eowyn7@ix.netcom.com.