Title: Behind the Scenes: First Night
Author: Elizabeth L. Iacono
Rating: PG
Category: Story, Romance
Keywords: Pre-XF, Mulder/Scully Romance
Spoilers: Travelers, Unusual Suspects
Summary: Mulder and Scully finally admit their feelings 
         for each other, but the situation isn't what 
         you'd expect.

This is an idea stemming from my desire to read a 
Mulder and Scully married and with kids story.  We 
all know though that Scully can't have kids anymore 
by natural means.  If you wanted that to happen you 
had to go back before her abduction.  Which is how 
this formed.  It's what I call a semi-alternate, or 
behind the scenes universe.  That means that while 
the past events in Mulder and Scully's lives are 
different from what we can tell on the show, the 
time when they're on the X-Files is almost exactly 
as it appears, with the exception of a few episodes, 
(namely 3, The Field where I Died [They're soulmates, 
no questions about that], and Never Again) and some 
little scenes scattered throughout the series.  Here, 
they met in 1986, and started dating in 1990, which 
is what this story is about.

And to all shippers, don't worry about the Travelers 
Spoiler.  This is a Mulder Scully Romance all the 
way.  There will be a companion story to this called 
Behind the Scenes.

Archive-Sure, just e-mail me to tell me where it
is.  I already sent it to Gossamer.

Feedback: Please!  I want to hear what people think 
of this idea.  My address is RhiaRamsay@aol.com

Disclaimer: They're not mine.  Why go into denial?  
That's Mulder and Scully's job when it comes to 
their relationship.

Behind The Scenes: First Night
Elizabeth L. Iacono

Late November, 1990
Fox Mulder's apartment

     "Are you sure it's okay for me to be here?" 
Dana Scully asked as she sat down on Fox Mulder's couch.

     "Yeah," Mulder called out from the kitchen.  
"She's at a workshop in San Francisco that's scheduled 
to take about a month.  And she just left last week."  
The 'she' Mulder was referring to was Mulder's wife, or 
soon to be ex-wife, Diana Fowley.  Their short marriage 
was now officially down the pipes and Mulder had an 
appointment with a lawyer the next week to obtain 
divorce papers.  Of course he didn't tell Scully that 
yet.  He was trying to figure out something more 
important, how to tell Scully that he was in love 
with her, and that he never really loved Diana.

     Mulder walked out of the kitchen carrying a bowl 
full of popcorn.  He sat down on couch next to Scully, 
propping his feet up on the coffee table.  "So don't worry."

     Scully slouched next to him, their arms rubbing, 
and both silently pretending that they didn't feel 
anything when that happened.  "She hates me, and she'd 
have a fit if she knew I was here, making you spend 
too much time with your friends and not enough time
with her."

     Mulder raised an eyebrow in an attempt to imitate 
what he called 'Scully's skeptical look', which she 
usually got when he began talking about aliens and 
the like.  "You hate her too," he said with a slight grin.

     "I just thought she was trying to be a little too 
controlling over your life," she said airily.  She 
ignored the little voice in the back of her head 
saying that she was really jealous of her, because 
she was the one with Mulder and not her.  "Besides, you 
hated my ex-boyfriend anyway too," she said, aiming a 
pointed look at him.

     He laughed out loud, tossing his head back.  
"Well, I don't think that'll be too much of a problem 
anymore.  If she comes here more than once a week it's 
a rare occasion."

     Scully looked over at his left hand with an 
unnoticed gleam in her eyes.  "Yeah, I noticed you 
stopped wearing your ring."

     "It was leaving green marks on my finger anyway," 
he grinned.  Scully cuffed him in the arm.

     "You're incorrigible, Mulder!" she laughed.  
Mulder moved away from her fist.  As he did, though, 
his feet kicked some papers off the table.  Scully 
bent down to pick them up, and moaned when she saw 
what they were.  "Aww, Mulder," she whined, "You 
said no work tonight.  It's bad horror movie night."

     Mulder pulled the file from her hands, and he 
recognized what it was.  "This isn't really 
work.  It's personal business.  It's one of those 
X-Files I told you about.  I went to visit the agent 
that investigated it, an Arthur Dales.  Found out that 
the government has been hiding stuff all the way back then."

     Scully turned the skeptical look on him.  "Come 
on, government conspiracies?"

     He shrugged.  "I told you about those guys I met 
at that conference in Baltimore last year.  They've 
got proof.  And they're even worse than I am."

     She sighed and leaned back against the couch.  
"Whatever.  Let's just watch the movie.  I've never 
seen the original version of 'The Fly'."

     "Well, you don't know what you're missing."

     By the time the movie was over, the popcorn 
was gone, Scully's head was beginning to fall on 
Mulder's shoulder and his arm had made its way 
around Scully's shoulders.  Both were thinking 
about how right it felt to be like that.

     Mulder looked down at Scully's head.  He was 
head over heels in love with her, he'd finally 
admitted it to himself after four long years of 
believing that they were 'just friends'.  He was 
dying to know if she felt the same way, though.  
Sometimes he felt that she was staring at him in 
a predatory way, like she wanted to attack him.  
Or jump his bones.  And sometimes she seemed overly 
protective of him, especially when he was speaking 
about something that Diana or any other ex had done 
to hurt him.

     Suddenly she lifted her head off his shoulder 
and looked him in the eyes.  Once more they felt 
that electricity that was always there ever since 
they met but pushed down.  As a mutual decision 
their heads moved closer to each other, eyes 
fluttering shut.  Their lips brushed each other 
gently before meeting in a passionate kiss, their 
first one that they didn't pretend never happened, 
unlike the one under the mistletoe at Christmas.  
When they pulled apart Scully whispered 
close against his lips "Is this right?"

     "Yeah.  Oh yeah," Mulder whispered breathlessly.

     "Yeah," Scully agreed and leaned in to kiss him again.


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The Next Morning


     Scully opened her eyes slowly and stretched out.  
She stared around the unfamiliar room until the night 
before finally came back to her.  And she grinned.

     She and Mulder finally kissed and took that 
final step.  Somehow they made it into the bedroom, 
and she didn't regret one bit of it.  It was right, 
this was what was meant to be ever since they first 
met but didn't realize it.  She looked over at him, 
sleeping peacefully on his stomach, the waist band 
of his boxers peeking out over the top of the sheet 
covering his legs.  She herself was attired in one 
of his old dress shirts that Mulder insisted looked 
better on her than it did on him.

     Then, it hit her.  She slept with a married man.  
It was a cardinal sin.  Even though she wasn't 
particularly religious, it was still wrong.  Mulder 
was officially married to Diana, even though they both 
knew he didn't ever love her.  She knew that he was in 
love with her, he'd said so so many times the night 
before, and she'd said the same.  But it was still wrong.

     Scully sat upright in bed, the sheets falling 
around her waist, and buried her head in her hands.  
With her sudden moves Mulder finally awoke.  He 
rolled onto his back and sleepily smiled up at her.  
Then, he registered that something was wrong, and he 
sat up behind her and rubbed her shoulders through 
the thin dress shirt.  "What is it?" he asked.

     Her head still buried in her hands, she muttered 
"I can't believe it."

     "Can't believe what?" Mulder asked, leaning his 
head down next to hers.

     He lifted her head from her hands and stared him 
straight in the eye.  "I just slept with a married man.  
That's a crime that people are executed for in some 
countries!"

     Mulder's head didn't get it until he realized 
that she was talking about him.  In all honesty he'd 
even forgotten that he was supposedly married to 
someone else.  He wouldn't be married much longer 
as soon as he visited the lawyer.  And he knew that 
he was in love with one Dana Scully.  He leaned in 
and pressed a kiss to her cheek.  "Did last night 
feel right to you?" he asked.

     "Yeah," Scully said, a little shaky.

     "Do you love me?" was his next question.

     She whipped her head around to look him straight 
in the eye.  "You know I do," she said insistently.

     Mulder leaned forward slightly and kissed her 
lightly.  "Then don't worry.  Everything will be 
fine."  He decided then to tell her about the 
appointment with the lawyer next week, but that 
at that moment there was a knock on the door.  
Mulder closed his eyes and leaned his forehead 
against hers.  "Ignore it," he muttered.  The knock 
became louder and more insistent.

     "You better get that," Scully said.  "It could 
be important."

     Mulder rolled out of bed and pulled a t-shirt 
on over his boxers.  He leaned back over the bed and 
gave her a kiss.  "I'll be right back," he said, and 
walked out of the room.

     He opened the door to find an courier there, 
dressed in a Federal Express uniform.  "I've got 
papers for a Mr. Fox Mulder," the courier said, 
looking down at the name and address on the plain 
manila envelope.

     "Yeah, that's me," Mulder said.

     "Sign here, please," The courier said, holding 
out a clipboard.  Mulder signed it and the courier 
handed over the envelope.  "Have a nice day," he 
said, and walked down the hall to the elevator.

     Mulder opened the envelope and slid the papers 
out.  He stared at them for a few seconds, then his 
face broke out into a grin.  He walked back into the 
bedroom and saw Scully sitting up against the 
headboard, playing with the comforter.  "Hey," he 
said, and she looked up at him.  "I got an early 
Christmas present."  He tossed the envelope on the 
bed, himself following and sliding in next to Scully.

     She picked up the envelope and looked at it.  
"It's addressed to you," she cocked an eyebrow at him.

     He waved a hand at it.  "Open it!"

     She opened the envelope and pulled the papers 
out.  When she finished reading them she threw her 
head back and laughed.  "Only you would be happy to 
get divorce papers."

     Mulder wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled 
her to rest against him.  "This means that little thing 
you were worrying about before isn't a problem anymore.  
It's fate."  He pressed a kiss against her cheek.

     Scully leaned back in his arms.  "Fate?  Mulder, 
you're nuts," she smiled.

     He rested his chin on her shoulder and looked up 
at her, reminding her of a puppy she had when she was 
younger.  "Yeah, but you love me anyway."

     She kissed his forehead.  "That I do."


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And it was the beginning of a wonderful relationship <gryn>.

I know this piece was pure sugary fluff, and probably 
not how they would get together now, but this is way 
before the X-Files and all the stuff that goes along 
with it.  It's allowed to be sappy.

There will be another piece coming soon called 
'Behind the Scenes' which shows where this 
relationship is in 1999.  And it's still very 
shippy and sappy, so if you want angst, don't 
look here.

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"True love, it's the
greatest thing in
the world."

Miracle Max
The Princess Bride
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"Men will fight bravely
and be heroes, but for
a last ditch defense
against any odds...get
a mother."

Lightbringer
High Wizardry
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