From:             TrustNo142 <TrustNo142@aol.com>
Date sent:        Sat, 3 Jan 1998 21:14:38 EST
Subject:          Looking

Title: Looking

Author: Kyselyea (kyselyea@hotmail.com)

Summary: Mulder and Scully meet before working together on the X-Files

Classification:  MSR / Pre X-Files

Rating:  NC-17 (hey, this stuff happens, albeit, not in the X-Files)

Spoilers:  Nope, this is pre X-Files.  Unless you count one scene from 
the Pilot and a name from Fire.

Author's note:  Um, I made a reference to Amperage's Oklahoma story 
w/out his/her permission.  So, don't be mad.  I didn't get it exactly 
right.  When I tried to find the part I was looking for in the story, I 
couldn't find it.  I mean, it is a long-ass story.  All comments, 
flames, whatever you feel like doing at that particular point in your 
life can be sent to kyselyea@hotmail.com.  That is all.

Disclaimer:  Not mine
                    CC's, Fox , 20th Century
                     No infringement
                     No profit
                     No sue
                     All good


Looking
By
Kyselyea

Some big room in some big building
Some day in the year 1987
8:24 p.m.

	Fox Mulder sighed dramatically and several eyes drifted towards him.  
At this point, he no longer cared.  Was he *the* dumbest man on earth or 
what?  
Sure?  
Why not go out on a blind date?  What could be worse than it being a 
complete dog who had no life and only one friend?  The one that set you 
up the date and was no longer your friend.  
He turned around with two glasses of punch in his hands.  Well, let's 
see.  It could be a girl you begged for months to go out with you and 
then ditch for the opening of a new movie at the adult movie theater and 
her catching you there sobbing her eyes out with her other man hating 
friends.  That could always be worse.  
Mulder walked back to Felecia Sine and handed her the punch in his left 
hand.  She snatched it from him and smiled stiffly, briefly.  Mulder 
flinched and offered a small smile.  She barely restrained herself from 
rolling her eyes.  
They stood quite a bit apart.  The music playing tempted neither of them 
to put any effort to this evening.  The friend (now ex to both) swirled 
around the floor with his girlfriend very happy indeed.  
Mulder shook his head.  <Fucking clueless.  He has no idea that Felecia 
and I are not enjoying ourselves.>  
Mulder looked at the other people around him.  Standard FBI party.  
Forced tuxedo rentals and smiles.  
<Hmm, there's that guy Colton.  And that guy.  Used to be a marine.  Oh 
yeah Skinner.  That would make a good name for an AD.  Had the right 
kind of name to give out a good reaming.>  
Mulder smiled.  You'd never catch * him* taking any shit from a man 
named Skinner.  Deciding to make an effort to at least say more than 
"hi" to his date, Mulder turned to her and opened his mouth.  
"Don't say one word or I'm afraid I may have to slap you," she ground 
out the words and smiled sweetly to a passing acquaintance.  
"Just because some guy would rather watch multiple people fake orgasms 
than go out with a bitch like you is no reason to hold a grudge."  
Apparently, Mulder thought Sine's threat was hollow.  He barely got his 
face out of the way before her hand came sailing around.  He ducked 
behind some people and made it to the nearest exit.  Luckily she decided 
not to pursue him.  
<Whoa.  Good thing I used to date Phoebe.  I would've gotten one right 
in the throat.>  Mulder smiled.  <Time to make a quick exit.>  
He put his cup (which miraculously had not spilled anything onto his tux 
in his getaway) on a table and pulled the door open.  He stepped out 
into the hall and heard the door follow behind him.  Just as the snick 
of the door closing was heard, every light flashed out.  The emergencies 
came on and Mulder took off down the hall.
***
Another big room in the same big building
Same day in the year 1987
8:24 p.m.
	Dana Scully sighed as she tried to keep out of the way her friend Tilly 
and her date as they groped each other loudly.  Well, technically, he 
was her date.  
<I suppose it is nice bringing two people together.  Just as long they 
get a room for the coming together.>  
Scully squirmed farther away from them.  They didn't seem to notice.  
She slowly made her way across the room.  This was such a deja vous.  
Whenever she brought her dates home, they normally ended up with her 
sister.  Getting across the floor was fairly easy because no one was 
dancing hardly.  
She got to the door and looked back.  Tilly and her new friend were 
still going at it.  Tilly's date had long since left and she figured 
that she was pretty much stranded so she had to find a pay phone to call 
a taxi.  She opened the door and stepped out into the hallway.  It was 
surprisingly cool.  The soft snicking of the door closing corresponded 
with the flashing of the lights.  The emergencies came on and Scully 
took off down the hall.
***
In the hall outside the above mentioned rooms
Halfway between the rooms
8:31 p.m.
	The man running down the hall barreled into the small woman that was 
running the other way in the same hallway.  The force that both of them 
were generating kept them falling to the floor by balancing each other 
out.  The man stared down at the woman that had inadvertently flung 
herself into his arms.  
The blue eyes that stared back at him looked startled and surprisingly 
young.  With the size of the girl he could have sworn she was 13.  But 
something persistently  told him that this was a woman.  
The woman stared up at the man who held her.  His hazel eyes seemed to 
be much older than the physique under her implied.  Like they had seen 
the horrors of life already.  She knew she should pull away and 
apologize and continue on her merry way, but she couldn't.  She didn't 
want to leave him.  And mostly she couldn't physically.  He had his arms 
wrapped around her.  
The man knew he should let go of her.  But dammit, he didn't want to.  
She slid her hands up his chest, and slid them farther up.  
<Damn, how tall is this guy?>  She finally reached his shoulders and 
stood on her tiptoes to wrap her hands around his neck.  In raising 
herself, her breasts rubbed against him causing them both to close their 
eyes and hold back groans.  
He opened his eyes and leaned down, and leaned down farther.  
<How short is this girl?>  
Finally, their lips touched slightly.  She reflexively licked her lips 
and her tongue ran over his lips.   He took the opportunity to push his 
mouth into hers before she could close it again.  He ran his tongue 
along the inside of her lips, across her teeth, and then began to feel 
her sides.  He moved his arms down to her ass and pulled her up.  Their  
necks relaxed as they leveled out.  She put her leg through the slit of 
her gown and it enabled her to wrap her legs around his waist.  The man 
turned toward one of the rooms in the hall and tried the knob.  It 
opened and they practically fell inside.  He pushed the door shut with 
his foot and then stumbled forward.  The edge of the bed came as a 
surprise and they fell onto it never once breaking their kiss.  
He worked his hands up to her zipper and pulled it down while she worked 
on his shirt buttons.  He pulled down her top and smiled on her mouth 
when he felt that she wasn't wearing a bra.  He kneaded her breasts and 
the nipples hardened into his fingers.  She pushed back his jacket and 
shirt roughly and threw them to the floor.  
The man finally broke the kiss and said breathlessly, "Careful, it's 
rented."  
The woman's laugh turned into a gasp as his mouth found her nipples.  He 
continued to work her dress down and she clutched the back of his head, 
moaning softly.  He managed to get her dress off and pulled her hose and 
panties off in one quick motion.  His hand pushed her legs apart and 
slipped inside her.  His thumb and forefinger worked her clitoris out 
and his ring finger slid inside her and began to slide in and out 
rhythmically.  
He continued suck on her breast and she clutched at his back, her nails 
raking across it.  She came suddenly and clenched down on his finger so 
hard he shuddered in anticipation of what it would feel like to have her 
close down on his cock.  He sat up and smiled.  He licked his fingers 
clean as she reached for his pants.  She yanked down his zipper and he 
flinched.  
"Sorry," she said apologetically and pulled his pants and boxers off and 
ran her finger tips over his rock hard cock.  
He moaned out, "Forgiven."  
She slid her hands up and down the hard length and leaned forward to 
kiss him.  He pushed her back and grabbed her hands pulling them over 
her head.  He held them as he continued kiss her and lowered himself 
into her.  
He gave a slight push and felt resistance.  He tried again and met the 
same barrier.  His eyes flew open and looked at her.  He pulled up 
slightly and saw the pleading in her eyes.  
"Don't stop.  I don't care."  
"Oh fuck."  
He pushed himself hard into her she let out a small cry.  He kissed her 
gently and waited a moment before he began moving.  She tried to pull 
her arms down but he held them securely and pushed himself into her fast 
and hard.  Every time he pushed in, she groaned and he smiled.  He moved 
harder and she felt herself about to explode.  He slammed into her one 
final time and she screamed as she clenched down on him.  Whatever 
restraint he had went flying out the widow when her hot tight hole 
closed down on him.  He came harder than he ever had before.  He fell 
against her and kissed her neck.  Sucking and every now and then giving 
it a bite.  Her chest heaved from her exertion and she pulled her hands 
from his and ran them up and down his back.  He began to kiss his way 
down her body.  Pausing at each of her breasts, sucking and biting the 
tips before moving lower.  She shivered in anticipation.  His mouth 
reached her navel, and then the top of her legs.  He spread her legs and 
then her folds with his fingers.  He gave a quick lick with his tongue 
and she jerked.  He smiled and used his fingers and tongue to tease her 
relentlessly for what seemed like hours.  Finally she snorted in anger 
and pulled his head down and clasped her thighs around it prohibiting 
him from moving.  He laughed into her but consented and brought her over 
the edge with his tongue.  He continued to pleasure her, reveling in her 
taste.  Finally, he moved up to lay beside her.  
She tensed.  <Did he want the favor returned?>  "Umm, I have a 
confession-"  
"You're a virgin.  Were."  
She blushed and was grateful for the dark.  
"You don't have to do anything you don't want to."  
She nodded and thought about her situation.  She had just lost her 
virginity to a complete stranger.  The only thing she knew about him was 
that he fucked damn good.  She didn't even know what he looked like 
except that his eyes were hazel.  
The man thought about his situation.  He had just taken the virginity of 
a complete stranger whose first impression told him she was still 
adolescent.  
"Please just tell me that what we just did was legal."  
She laughed and turned on her side to face him.  "I'm over 18."  
She heard his sigh of relief.  "I thought so, but you never know-"  
She looked down at him and those eyes stared up at her.  More brown this 
time.  Darkened by his desire.  
"Well, if you don't mind giving lessons, I'd be happy to learn."  
She slid down his body and ran her hands up and down his cock.  He 
groaned and made no protests.  She lowered her head slowly and licked 
the tip tentatively .  
"No complaints so far"  
She thought his words sounded fairly strained.  She smiled and pulled as 
much as she could into her mouth.  What didn't fit she held in one hand.  
Her other fondled his balls and he squirmed slightly.  She ran her 
tongue over his hard tip and down the sides.  One hand went under his 
butt probed his anus.  
"Oh God!"
  <Hmm, I'm going to need something to make this easier.>  She reached 
her hand down to herself and rubbed her clitoris causing herself to 
become wet.  She took her fingers out and brought them back to his anus.  
She used her juices as a lubricant and pushed her fingers inside.  He 
groaned loudly and clutched the bed spread.  She sucked his cock in 
while pulling out.  She continued to squeeze and suck and rub until he 
exploded into her mouth.  She swallowed his come and squeezed him until 
there was none left.  
She sat up smiling.  "How was that?"  
It took him a few moments before he could catch his breath and then he 
replied, "You have done this before."  
Her smiled widened and she put her head on his chest just under his 
chin.  "Nope.  I am studying to become a doctor though.  You learn all 
about anatomy."  
"Whatever."  He tilted her head and kissed her forehead.  "I think I'm 
in love."  
She sobered at this.  "I always thought my first time would be with 
someone I loved."  
His fingers found the necklace around her neck and fingered the small 
cross.  "I'm sorry, I wouldn't have-"  
She smiled, "I'm not."  She pulled herself up and kissed his lips.  It 
was slow and undemanding.  She sighed and raised herself up.  This time 
his eyes were green lined with dark brown.  They showed caring and a 
sensitive soul.  She continued to stare at his eyes and then she knew 
what it meant to love someone.  Really, love someone.  Body, mind, and 
soul.  
He stared at her eyes.  Crystal clear and-loving him?!  He thought about 
his other exes and blurted out, "Did my heart love till now?  For swear 
it sight.  Never did I see true beauty till this night."  
The woman smiled, "English major?"  
He shook his head, "Psychology," and raised it up to kiss her.  
She whispered against his lips, "Make * love* to me."  
He complied at first with his mouth.  Stroking the insides of hers with 
his tongue and running his hands along her sides.  She moved slightly 
and tried to push his hands away.  
The man smiled, "Ticklish?"  
She tried to say no, but he went at her sides and she gasped and 
squirmed against him.  She started laughing and tried to tickle him 
back, but he apparently wasn't ticklish.  She managed to gasp out, "No 
fair."  
"Life isn't fair."  
"Oh yeah?"  She slid her hand down and grabbed his cock, it was already 
hard from their playing around.  
He gasped out, "No fair."  
They kissed deeply and he turned them over so he was on top.  He looked 
into her eyes and pushed into her.  He began to move slowly and wanted 
to make it last.  Their hands ran over the other's body, exploring 
everywhere they could touch.  When his movements became more rapid and 
harder, she closed her eyes to let herself be swept away with the 
pleasure.  
"Don't.  I want to see your eyes when you come."  
She opened them and blue met hazel in an intense gaze.  As the 
sensations built in them, staring into the other's eyes seemed to make 
it more erotic and special.  
<God, there aren't even any words to describe this.  His eyes are so 
beautiful.>  
He plunged even deeper into her with every stroke and finally they came 
together.  His hot semen pooled through her abdomen and she pulled his 
mouth down onto hers and let the orgasm finish itself as they loved each 
other's lips.  He hugged her to him and placed his chin on the crown of 
her head and they lay together for many calming minutes.  He glanced 
down at his watch over her body and groaned.  
"It's 10:13.  I've got to make sure my date isn't stranded or strangled 
anyone."  
The woman stiffened.  "Date?"  
"Yeah, I had this thing for work and a friend set me up on a blind 
date."  
She nodded.  "Well, I'm glad I could make up for it."  
She started to roll away but he pulled her back.  "Darling, don't you 
get it?  I'm in love with you.  I thought I could never love again.  And 
then some stranger literally runs into my arms and I spend about two 
hours with her, and she's already changed my life.  You're mine now.  No 
one's ever taking you from me.  Never."  
"I think you should have a talk with my father first."  
The man flinched.  "I don't do well with father figures."  
"Don't worry.  He'll see that I love you, so he'll accept my judgement 
and you.  Although he and my brothers may put you through Hell first."  
"Love, I'd go to Hell and back, and to Hell again for you.  I love you."  
"I love you.  So, what's your name?  I mean, at least so I can look you 
up tomorrow."  
"No, that would ruin tonight."  
"Then how will we-"  
"We'll know .  We just will.  You have to believe in us.  I would know 
you anywhere, Shorty."  
"Well, I'd know you anywhere too, Tally."  
"Tally?"  
"You would think with two brothers I would be able to come up with a 
better come back than that."  
He got up and pulled her to her feet.  He pulled her dress back up and 
zipped it.  She put on her hose and panties while he put on his tux.  
"That was fast."  
"Yeah, with my job you have to be able to get up and go in a hurry."  
They stepped out into the hall holding hands.  "I can't believe the 
lights still aren't on yet."  
"Yeah, I was hoping to see what my first time looked like at least." 
 "That will make our finding that much more special" 
 "Our finding?"  
"Yeah, I like to give things corny names."  
They started off for their respective rooms and their still linked hands 
tugged them back.  They looked at each other and slowly let their hands 
drop from the other's.  Each feeling the loss of the contact with their 
lover like an internal loss.  They stared into each other's eyes one 
final time and turned.  They didn't look back as they made their way 
down the hall.  
The man opened the door to his party and entered.  With the snicking of 
the lock, the lights flashed on.  
The woman made it to her party and decided she'd make her friend take 
her home and opened the door.  She heard the snick of the door closing 
and the lights flashed on.
***
Later that night
Fox Mulder's apartment

	<I met the woman I'm going to spend the rest of my life with.>  
He smiled and thought about his searching for her tomorrow.  Hell, he 
was a trained FBI agent.  He could find her.  He could find her with his 
heart.  
<I just better make sure I'm looking down at the time.>
He snickered and walked over to his machine.  The voice of Sam Rodriguez 
came on and said, "Hey, Marion, we leave for Oklahoma in the morning.  
Bright and early, be there."  
Mulder frowned.  He'd have to find her later.
***
About the same time as the above paragraphs
Dana Scully's dormitory

	<I met the man I'm going to spend the rest of my life with.>
She smiled and skipped over to her loft and began to climb in to bed.  
She didn't feel like taking off her dress just yet.  She couldn't wait 
to begin the finding.  
<I just better make sure I'm looking up when I do.>  
The sound of her sleepy roommate came muffled from under her pillow.  
"Hey, your mom called and said your brother's graduation ceremony was 
moved up to tomorrow."  
Dana groaned.  <He'll wait for me.>
***
March 6, 1992
Office of Special Agent Fox Mulder

	Dana opened the door and felt something jerk inside of her.  It felt 
like *him*.  She started over towards him.  
Mulder heard the knock and answered in his normal smart ass way.  He 
heard someone open the door and felt something jerk inside of him.  It 
felt like *her*.  He turned around and stared up at the woman standing 
there.  Beautiful blue eyes.  But it couldn't be her.  She was, not 
right somehow.  
Dana looked down at the man.  Beautiful hazel eyes looked back.  But it 
couldn't be him.  He was, not quite right somehow.  
So they stood there for just a split second.  Her looking down and him 
looking up.  
"Agent Mulder?  Dana Scully.  I've been assigned to work with you."

End