TITLE:   THE SOLITARY MAN
AUTHOR:  Mulderslady
E-MAIL:  damaciaj@home.com>
DISCLAIMER: They don't belong to me, wish they did. Only
Hannah, Van, Meredith, and Martin belong to me
RATING: R but turns NC-17 quickly
CLASSIFICATION: S, A, MSR, Pseudo-Slash, AU
KEYWORDS: MSR, Scully and Mulder angst, Pseudo-Slash,
alternative universe
SPOILERS: Slight reference to Fire
FEEDBACK: Please!!! at damaciaj@home.com
ARCHIVE: Oh yeah, anywhere!!
SUMMARY: Mulder is a writer who has writers block. He goes
with his sister Sam to a gay bar and finds inspiration.
Note from the author:
There are a few Slightly graphic slash scenes, You've been
warned!!
I usually write MSR with a dash of MT, but I'm trying something a little
different. The Solitary
man is what I call a pseudo-slash endeavor. This means Mulder is Bisexual
and involved with
Scully, but most sexual situations are slash. Hope you like it.
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The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire

Light my fire by The Doors
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*'The solitary man leans against the doorway watching the patrons
dancing. Nothing interests him, he yawns and heads to the bar for a
drink. He picks up a scent, sweet like cotton candy, it draws him,
he turns to look. Trust was more important than love for this
solitary man. Without trust there could be no love. His trust in
women had been compromised by Ashley, the last girl he let into his
soul, his solitary world. Pain , misery, deceit, betrayal, and
abandonment resulted. Never again he swore, never again, till he
saw her . . .'*
"Her, her. Ah dang it! Fox William Mulder you are no writer."
Mulder yelled at the computer. Six months you've been writing
this same scene, you've written everything except this last scene.
The Solitary Man series, my life, my meal ticket and I can't finish
the third book of the series. Mulder looked at his loose outline
again, may be, maybe that's how I can end it. The ultimate tease
and then he saw her, perfect, that'll buy me 6 months to a year to
get over this writers block. Mulder thought as he finished spell
checking and printing it out to do some revisions.
"Fox?"
"In here Sam." His sisters wavy chest nut curls appeared in his
study.
"Hey bro, how you doing, how's the book?"
"The first three parts are finished but I can't think of anything else.
If you could see how I ended book three, I'll be getting death
threats if I don't continue." Sam giggled slightly
"Ugh, writers block. I got the cure for that.. Grab your coat Big
Brother. Your coming clubbing with me."
"But won't I kinda stick out in a lesbian bar?"
"No. We aren't going to a Lesbian bar, plus you won't have to
worry about girls hitting on you. Maybe a few guys, but well
experience may help you."
"Alright, let me change shirts."


Club


The music pumped as Mulder came through the club doors.
"Samantha, hey! Over HERE!"
" Hannah hey!, come on Fox." Sam pulled Mulder over to the
table where Hannah was.
" Hey Sam, uh who's the guy?"
"My brother Fox William Mulder, this is Hannah, Morgan, Maddie
and Sara."
"HI!"
"Hello" Mulder said softly sitting between Sam and Hannah.
"Fox William . . . Hey do you write the solitary man series?"
Hannah asked
"Yes."
"I love those books. When is the third part coming out?"
"I just finished the revisions, I'm sending it to my editor
tomorrow."
"Great, so what 2 weeks? I can reread the first ones and get keyed
up." Morgan then jumped into the conversation
"So like is he ever going to find some one, or something that will
make him happy?"
"I haven't decided yet."
"What's his name? What's he look like you never describe him."
"I describe him in the fourth one even give him a name. You guys can
imagine what he
looks like till then." Hannah smiled
"Oh your torturous, I kinda imagine him looking like you.
So Sam, how's Jay?"
"Better, that strep throat really took a lot out of her."
"I told her it wasn't a cold." Mulder looked around, he never fit in
at clubs, but he was amazed at how comfortable he felt here. The
Solitary Man series was autobiographical in a way, very few people
could break thru his walls or wanted to. Phoebe had hurt him
beyond compare, he had to be institutionalized for six months after
there break up. He hadn't seriously dated for 3 years. He didn't
trust women, they always hurt him.
"I'm going to get a drink, and mingle want something Sam, girls?
"No" they said together. Mulder got up and waded through the
crowd unnoticed as always, till he reached the bar.
"Pina colada."
" Okay Cutie." said the bartender who was actively checking him
out. Hmm this could get interesting.
"Here you go so, um whatcha doing later on?"
"Work, I'm a writer."
"Ah, anything good?"
"Wouldn't know if it was good, people seem to like them though.
The Solitary Man series and the Hazardous Heart poems."
"Hazardous Heart? You wrote those? God I loved those,
especially the one called Escape, sounded like you were working
through something."
"Bad breakup."
"Really what he do?" Mulder looked at him and smiled. Well
actually it was a she, but why not play along, he's cute, short brown
hair, piercing blue eyes, nice build.
"He got back together with his old girlfriend. I knew I should
never have gone through with it, me being his first gay relationship
but he was so . . . so . . he's hard to describe."
"Yeah I know." As the bartender went on about gay issues and the
problems with heterosexuals, Mulder smelled something sweet like
cotton candy waft his way. He followed the scent and saw
her, petite, 5'3, fiery red hair, midnight blue eyes, rosebud mouth,
freckles, splashing her creamy porcelain skin. Her midriff camouflage shirt
showing
her flat muscled stomach and diamond studded navel ring. Her low
riding, hip hugger pants showing all her curves.
"Hey Van."
"Dana hey long time no see, your usual?"
"Yeah Van and add extra rum. I finally got a day off tomorrow and
I want an excuse to stay in bed all day." Dana felt his eyes on her
and looked over at him quickly. Tall, lanky, painfully straight
chestnut brown hair, dark complexion, amazing hazel eyes, and a
beautiful perfectly pouty mouth. She looked back at Van, who only
had eyes for the man. Dana took a sip and glanced back over at him,
he was still staring. Hmm this could get interesting.
"So Fox, can I call you Fox?"
"Sure."
"So the poem Solitude, did that lead into the book?"
"Yeah. Hello." Mulder said looking at Dana.
"Hi." Dana said smiling slightly at this 'Fox'
"What's your name?"
"Dana." Mulder reached out and touched her face gently, caressing
her cheek with his thumb, making her turn towards him.
"You are so beautiful Dana."
"Thank you. Your not that bad yourself."
"That's for sure." Van said still gazing at Mulder. Mulder let his
hand slide from her face and trace down her body to touch her
hands lightly. He held them between his, playing with her fingers,
feeling them, there texture, and strength.
"What do you do? Are you a doctor Dana?"
"Yes a neurosurgeon. How did you . . ."
"Your hands are soft, but strongly built. The tips are rough from
use, your nails short, the back of your hands are incredibly
smooth." Dana smiled at him, taking her hands from him.
"What are you a lotion salesman?"
"No, I'm a writer."
"Really, anything I'd know?"
"The Solitary Man series and the Hazardous Heart poems." Van
chimed in.
"Really? I don't have the time to read much. I'll look them up.
You have to excuse me, my dates finally arrived." Dana got up and
glided across the floor with the ease and grace of a dancer.
"Wow!"
"Yeah Dana is a looker, if I wasn't gay, I'd go for her." Mulder
watched her as she greeted her date, a brunette with green
eyes and equally as breathtaking with a long, deep kiss. Mulder
sighed, she's involved with some one. Dang it, I want her bad. He
turned back to Van.
"Give me another for the road."
"Ok Fox" Van made another drink and handed it to Mulder, his
fingers brushing his lightly
"Call me okay, we could talk some more or hang out?" Mulder
took the paper with Van's number on it and looked at him for a
second, then smiled. He tucked the number into his shirt pocket,
then grabbing Van by his neck, he pulled him into a hungry kiss.
Mulder slipped his tongue in and tasted the man, hmm sweet, a little
tangy, he liked how he tasted. Mulder pulled away leaving Van
breathless, and smiled at him again.
"Sure, I'll call you Van. Have a good night."
"I will now." Van said grinning madly, wiping his mouth with the
back of his hand. Mulder went back to sit next to Sam who was
looking at him quizzically.
"What?"
"What do you mean what? You just kissed him."
"And?"
"And? Fox you never cease to amaze me. Just tell me you didn't
get his phone number?" Mulder flicked the piece of paper with
Van's number on it out of his shirt.
"I don't believe you. Mom would flip in her grave if she knew."
"Whoa, you got that all wrong. That was research, though I'm sure
Van enjoyed it very much."
"I'll say you gave him tongue." Hannah chimed in, " I told you he's
a closet homosexual, though he was jocking Dana pretty hard."
"Do you know her?" Mulder asked a little too excitedly.
"Yeah, who doesn't. She's something else, very particular."
"Gorgeous, alluring, cold." Morgan said
"She just doesn't know what she wants, when she finds it she'll
settle down." Hannah said then added with a smile, " Speaking of
settling down, here comes your buddy Van, Fox."
"Betcha I get his pager number and home address before the nights
out."
"Deal." Van signaled for him to come over and Mulder wandered
over to him.
"Hey Fox, I'm going to get off in a few minutes and I was
wondering if, you know, if you weren't busy . . ."
"I'd love to , but I promised my sis I'd hang with her tonight."
"That's fine, I just wanted to spend some time with you, get to
know you a little better."
"Sure, come on over to the table when you get off. Bring a round
of beers with you too." Mulder said resting his hand on Van's hip
as he spoke, then Mulder gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and
patted his butt as he went back to the table. The girls stifled
giggles when he came back.
"Definitely closet." They said togther
" So why you interested in Dana?" Hannah asked
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you asked about her like she was your missing arm, and you
keep watching her." Mulder blushed.
"I don't know there's something about her, I don't know
something."
"Oh he's got the hots for her. Don't worry we all do. Super
jealous too, she's been seeing Meredith for a while now, think it's
serious." Mulder watched again as Dana kissed Meredith
passionately . Dana felt his intense gaze on her, she couldn't get
him out of her mind. His voice, his eyes, his soft warm hands, his
scent, salty and sweet like chocolate covered peanuts mixed with
Nautica cologne, intoxicating. She looked over to confirm he was
watching her, but why? He was obviously gay, she knew it, she saw
how he kissed Van, he's been flirting with him all night. Why is he
watching me? Is he a stalker? Is he using me in a book? Dana
smiled, a book, me in a book, that would be so cool. She watched
as Van came up with beers for everyone and scooted in next to the
man what was his name, Fox? So appropriate.

" So in the third one what happens to him?" Van asked after a few
moments of silence.
"You have to wait, your almost more impatient than Hannah. She's
been badgering me all night to tell her." Van smiled, he ached to
kiss him again. Van leaned in closer to him, placing his arm along
the back of his seat, playing with his hair on the back of his neck
lightly. Mulder reveled in the touch, it had been a while since
anyone had touched him like that. He would never tell Sam, but
he'd had a few boyfriends off and on during the tumultuous years
after Phoebe. She'd blow it out of proportion, but he just wasn't
scared of being hurt in a gay relationship. They never hurt or
betrayed him, like Phoebe did. She had destroyed his trust in the
opposite sex, till now. He watched Dana again as she moved with
the music.
"Van can you draw?"
"Huh?"
"Sketch , paint?"
"Oh yeah I write my own comic book called Precision."
"Really? Precision, if I describe something to you can you draw it for
me?"
"Yeah?"
"Okay that's good to know. I kinda had a bad case of writers
block, but its looking up."
"Glad to have helped.'


3 am

"I'll catch up to you Sam."
"Ok hurry up."
"Sorry I can't come over Van, but I need to work."
"How about I come to your place?"
"I wouldn't get any work done then, well any work that needed to
get done." Van smiled and leaned into Mulder for a kiss. Mulder
kissed him softly at first, then with increasing ferocity till he pulled
away breathless, a little blood on his lip. He could feel Van's aching
need cradled against his leg and kissed his neck nipping and
sucking till he had left a mark
"Mine." Mulder whispered as he grabbed Van's straining member
through his jeans, giving it a quick squeeze then pulling away.
"I'll call you tomorrow." Mulder said waving and running to catch
up to Sam.
"Oh wow." Van whispered as he tried to remember how to walk.

"Fox you are insatiable, so call me when you finish your revisions,
we can talk."
"Ok Sam later." He said hugging her tightly and heading for the
metro station.


3 p.m.

Mulder's phone rang, bolting him awake.
"Mulder."
"Mulder? Hey Martin here, did you Fed Ex the manuscript?"
"Yeah expressed it why? It hasn't made it?"
"Not yet."
"Dang it, it should have been there by now, I'll trace it ok?"
"Ok, oh wait, wait here he comes. Sorry sounds like I woke you."
"Yeah that's ok. Stayed up late proofreading and stuff."
"Alright well get some sleep and thanks" Mulder stretched and
made some coffee and looked at his computer screen. He had
changed the screen saver to say 'then he saw her . . .' Inspiration.
He pulled up a chair and opened the file called book Four. Hmm
title, Her. Let's see paste last paragraph of the third book here
then describe her. What does she look like? Dana, she looks like
Dana. God, Dana wonder if she'll be there at the club tonight.
Wonder if Sam wants to go out again, probably not till Saturday.
Van? I could go visit Van at work. There, perfect excuse. Helps
that Van's cute and I'm actually kind of attracted to him too. I hate
using him like this though. I haven't had a good screw in years,
maybe if she's there tonight and Van's a good boy, he'll get to
come over. Maybe if I'm a good boy, maybe Dana will come over.
Mulder smiled at the thought of his arms around Dana. That's it,
they dance! Mulder thought as he started typing furiously.



11:30 p.m.

Mulder walked in the club, tight black shirt, black leather pants,
leather jacket, what he called his fuck me clothes. He strode up to
the bar, and put on his best smile.
"Hey Van." Van whipped around quickly when he heard his voice
Oh my god, he came back? Van smiled at him happily
"Fox, hey Pina colada?"
"No beer."
" Ok wow, what brings you here, where's your sister?"
"Left her at home, I wanted to see you again. I knew you'd be here
tonight." Van blushed, his insides doing belly flops. He wanted to
see me? Van took a deep, calming breath.
"Well I don't get off till after 3 am."
"That's fine, I'm in no hurry." Van handed him his beer and got a
good look at him. Dang, he looks good in that. Mulder smiled at
him again and touched his cheek lightly, then he turned back to
watch the dancing patrons. She was here, he could feel her, just
where? Time to test my theory, if she's my soulmate, my body
will lead me to her, he thought as he got up and moved into the
crowd. He walked through the gyrating bodies, letting his body
lead him to her. She was alone dancing with her eyes closed, lost in
the music. Mulder glided up next to her, and started to move in
perfect rhythm with her. She knew it was him, his scent permeated
her soul, she just opened her eyes to confirm it.
"Hi Fox"
"Hello Dana."
"I picked up you book of poetry from the library."
" Really hope you enjoy it."
"Why are you watching me?"
"You intrigue me, I find you mesmerizing and alluring. I'm very
taken with you Dana." Dana blushed slightly and danced closer to
him, her hips brushed his slightly, sending electric waves thru them
both. Mulder smiled, stopped dancing and leaned in, kissing her
tenderly on the lips, inserting his tongue to taste her. She tasted so
unique, different, distinct, hard to describe. He broke from her,
both of them breathless. He smiled and faded back into the crowd.
Dana touched her kiss swollen lips, maybe he's not . . Then why . .
Why did he kiss me? What is going on? Why am I so attracted to
him?



10 am

Mulder pulled Van into him tighter, absorbing the man's warmth.
It had been a while, that was actually pretty nice. Van shifted
against him and Mulder pulledh im tighter and sighed. Not as good
as Dana would have been though, Van is no substitute. He had
tasted what he wanted last night, he couldn't stop till he could taste
all of her. Mulder untangled himself from Van and went to take a
shower. Van woke up and looked around, where am I? The room
smelled of sex and of him. Fox. I'm at his house, I spent the night,
I slept with him. Where is he? Van heard the shower shut off and
Mulder humming to himself
"Good day sunshine." Mulder sang softly as he came out of the
bathroom. He felt Van's eyes on him and smiled at him.
"Hey sorry, did I wake you?"
"No, Fox I . . ."
"Want to go out and get some breakfast?"
" Huh? Yeah sure."
"What were you going to say?" Mulder said pulling on some fresh
boxers.
" I was going to say I hope this wasn't a one night thing. I really
liked it."
"Yeah so did I. I don't do one night things Van, now get moving
I'm hungry."

11:30 Bob Evans

Van smelled his borrowed grey T-shirt again. This must be his
favorite shirt, it smells so much like him.
"Arm and Hammer Detergent."
"What?"
" You keep smelling my shirt, I thought you liked the detergent."
"Oh yeah, I do. You wear this shirt a lot?"
"That one, yeah my favorite shirt. It's one of my few clean ones, I
really need to wash." Van smiled and turned crimson when Mulder
caressed his inner thigh.
"I'm sorry if I was rough with you last night, its been awhile." Van
looked around nervously, he didn't even lower his voice, is he that
comfortable with himself?
"I meant to be gentle but . . . I wasn't."
"That's okay, I liked it.'
"I know." Van blushed again
"Can I confess something."
"What?"
"I haven't been with many men before."
"That's ok neither have I." Mulder said removing his hand from his
thigh and giving Van an intense, desire filled look as he asked for
the check.


12:30

Mulder thrust into him gently, caressing his skin with just the tips of
his fingers. Van writhed in a mix of pleasure and pain. One hand
started to caress his straining throbbing erection and he exploded
with a moan.
"You feel so good Van. Your driving me crazy." Mulder
whispered into Van's ear as he increased the power of his thrusts.
Van laid his head to the side and closed his eyes. He'd had sex
before, but he was never made love to till right now.
Van reveled in the moment as Mulder kissed his back lovingly
then suddenly stopped, pulled out and ran out of the room.
Confused, frustrated Van got up and followed Mulder into his
study where Mulder was typing furiously. Van looked over his
shoulder, bending and nuzzling his neck slightly.
"Sorry Van, I'll be right back, I got an idea."
"That's ok, take your time."

*'What's your name? She asked with a husky voice that sent shivers
up his spine. Trevor, Trevor Andrews. What's yours. She smiled
and nodded no, kissing him softly again, then turning and vanishing
into the crowd. He sat at the bar, another beer appeared, along
with a sympathetic smile. The bartender knew about rejection,
unrequited emotions, he'd been harboring a crush on me for years.
Was she a dream? Was she really there? Will I ever see her again?
Will I ever know her name? Will she be the one or will she become
a passing obsession like all the others?'* Mulder saved it then
turned back to Van.
"Where were we?"


2 weeks later
Club 1:30 am

"Hey Sam, thought you said Fox was coming?"
"He is, he said he got an idea when he finished he'd be here."
"Oh there he is, and look who he came in with." Sam turned to see
Mulder coming in, hand in hand with Van? The Bartender? Sam's
mouth hit the floor when Mulder kissed him hungrily, slipping in his
tongue, Van suckling his bottom lip a little, then he pushed him away
and waved, as he headed over to there table. Sam scooted in so her
brother could sit by her.
"Hey Big bro, how you been, haven't heard from you in 2 weeks."
" Sorry I've been busy. Finally broke through that writers block.
Hey Hannah, Jay! Your back!"
"Yeah barely."
"So Fox, still doing research?" Hannah said giggling, Sam gave her
a piercing look.
"What Sam, I'm curious. Your brother, your normally hetero
brother comes into a gay bar, holding hands with a gay man, gives
the same gay man a very passionate kiss and I shouldn't wonder a
little?"
"Yes Hannah I'm still researching." Mulder said looking around
the club quickly. She's not here? I felt her here. I needed to see
her tonight. He felt a tap on his shoulder and smelled the sweet
cotton candy scent.
"Were you looking for me?" Dana said her voice husky and
teasing. Sam, Jay, and Hannah smiled
"Busted" they whispered softly. Mulder smiled at Dana
"Yes I was, do you want to sit down?"
" No, I wanted to dance with you again." She said reaching out her
hand to him. He grasped it firmly and rose following her to the
dance floor. They moved in time to the music, to each other there
eyes never leaving the other. Love her Madly started playing.

Don't you love her madly, Don't you need her badly
Don't you love her ways, Tell me what you say

Mulder's hand drifted to her waist pulling her closer against him.
She could feel his going arousal, she was getting wet herself. How
long has it been since a man has done that to her?

Don't you love her madly, Wanna be her daddy
Don't you love her face
Don't you love her as she's walkin' out the door
Like she did one thousand times before

His other hand ran down the length of her side trailing up to her
face. She leaned into his hand, letting out a soft purr of pleasure.
Mulder smiled, his gaze getting more intense, darkening with desire.

Don't you love her ways, Tell me what you say
Don't you love her as she's walkin' out the door
All your love, All your love, All your love, All your love
All your love is gone,
So sing a lonely song
Of a deep blue dream,
Seven horses seem to be on the mark

He pulled her closer, both his hands playing in her hair bringing her
face up to his lips. They kissed hungrily. Mulder reveled in the pain
of his growing arousal staining against his tight jeans. Dana tasted
him, tangy, salty, something bitter sweet.

Yeah, don't you love her
Don't you love her as she's walkin' out the door
All your love, All your love, All your love
Yeah, all your love is gone
So sing a lonely song
Of a deep blue dream
Seven horses seem to be on the mark

She moved to taste his amazing bottom lip, when he tore away from
her and attacked her neck nipping and sucking till he had left a
mark.
"Mine" he whispered in her ear as he nibbled the lobe slightly and
pulled away. They stared at each other, the want hanging between
them.

Well, don't you love her madly
Don't you love her madly
Don't you love her madly

They started dancing again.
"Why are you taken with me Fox?"
" Cause your everything I want a woman to be."
" You don't know me."
"I see it in your eyes, your manner."
"But aren't you gay?'
"No."
"But what about Van?"
"What about him?'
" Well your sleeping with him. That counts as gay in my book."
"I enjoy sleeping with men, but I enjoy sleeping with women more."
Mulder leaned into her and captured her mouth again in a
passionate kiss.
"How about you?"
"Men have hurt me too much."
"Women have hurt me too much." Dana blushed and touched his
chest lightly
"I need you badly." Mulder whispered in her ear.
"What about Van? Your boy friend?"
" What about him? Think about it Dana. I'm writing about you."
"Really?'
"Yes."
"Is it good?"
"Very much so. You turn a life around. Make someone a whole
person in my book."
"Who?" Mulder smiled and handed her a card with his name,
number and address on it
"Me." Then he walked back to his table.
" Ok now I'm totally confused. Your making love to her on the
dance floor and screwing Van?"
" Yeah. Where's Sam?"
" Her and Jay are dancing. So okay Fox are you . . ."
"No, but I like sleeping with guys. Don't tell Sam though, she'll
take it all wrong. Tell me something though Hannah, why is Dana
here by herself?"
"She and Meredith had a fight. Meredith cheated on her."
"Really?" Mulder locked eyes with her again. The intensity
crackled between them, then they looked away. " Interesting."


4 am

Mulder kissed Van hard as he unlocked his apartment door.
He pushed Van roughly into the bedroom and quickly tore off
his clothes.

5 am

Sam came into Mulder's apartment, teary eyed. Jay and her had an
argument, she hoped Mulder was still awake, she really needed to
talk. At first she thought he was having a nightmare, till she
deciphered those weren't nightmare sounds. It sounded like sex
sounds with two decidedly male voices making them. Sam
cautiously pushed the bedroom door open and saw her brother on
top of Van, his cock buried deep inside Van, his hands squeezing
and caressing Van's cock eliciting moans and whimpers from him
that could only be deciphered as pleasure. Mulder's eyes were
closed, his head thrown back, as he rode the man. He opened them
quicky and looked at Van, caressing his chest and neck with his
freehand, inserting his fingers into Van's mouth, letting loose a
groan as Van sucked and nipped at them. Sam backed away and
went to sit in a darkened corner of Mulder's apartment, listening as
both men came in a rush. Fox gay? Why didn't he tell me? Why is
he so interested in Dana?

10 am

Van came out of the bedroom, fully dressed and looking quite
satisfied.
"I'll see you later Fox."
Ok." Mulder said waving at him, then pouring some coffee for
himself. He really needed to break it off with Van, especially since
he wanted Dana. But with Van . . . he didn't love him, but he
didn't want to break up with him till he was sure he'd get Dana. It
sounded cruel and heartless even to Mulder's ears, and he went to
his computer to type up his new ideas.
"Fox?"
"Sam hey! How long you been here?"
" Since 5 am." Uh oh! Busted! Mulder thought
"Why didn't you tell me you and Van were . . were . . a couple?
Did you think I wouldn't approve?"
" No."
"Then why? You're my brother and I care about you, why couldn't
you tell me that, and why are you always all over Dana if your
involved with Van?"
"Me and Van aren't involved."
" Well it seemed like you were earlier. And I might add, you're no
novice at that either Fox! He's not a one time, or a first time thing
is he? How many other guys have you slept with Fox? How long
have you . . ."
"My last few relationships have been with guys. It started after
Phoebe. I didn't really trust women, then one night I . . . It just
happened, and I liked it. Since then most of my relationships have
been with men."
"So . . ."
"Sam I'm not gay, at the very least I'm Bi."
"So what's this thing with Dana?"
" I'm in love with her.'
"But your sleeping with Van? Your using him to substitute for
Dana?"
"No, it's just sex. Mybe for him its more, but to me its nothing more than
sex."
Mulder lied, Sam had hit the nail on the head. He just didn't want to admit

to using Van that way.
"Sam are you aware the last time I had sex with anyoune
male or female was well over 3 years ago. Three years since anyone
was interested in me, so yes I saw the chance and I took advantage
of it. That's why I didn't want you to know. You'd make a big
deal out of it, twist it around."
"I'm sorry Fox." Sam said hugging him tightly, "I never realized,
I was coming over to talk to you about Jay and me all those times,
never once thinking about you. You must have been lonely."
"A Solitary man." Sam smiled, then said
"Speaking of which, how's book 4 going?"
"You mean book 6, I finished 4 last week. I'm going to get
Van to draw the cover art."
"Cool, What's the title?"
"Her."


Next day
11:30 am


" Okay start"
"Red hair, shoulder length, blue eyes, fine cheekbones, porcelain
skin, freckles along a straight roman nose, rosebud lips, oval face
shape, swan like neck."
"Eye shape"
"Almond, long lashes, thick, but not too thick eyebrows, dimple in her
cheek.'
"Okay her's the basic outline, this her?"
" Yes that's her." Van looked at the picture.
"This looks like Dana."
"Yeah it does, doesn't it? I'm going to meet with Martin. I'll be
back later, just leave it on my desk if I'm not back by the time you
have to leave."
"Fox, I thought we were going to talk?"
"We will later okay?" Mulder said running the back of his hand
along his cheek lightly. Van nodded and put the finishing touches
on the picture.

5 p.m.

"Come on please be there." Dana muttered under her breath as she
dialed his number.
"Hello?" said an unfamiliar male voice
"Hello Fox?"
"Um let me get him, may I ask . . ."
"Dana." Dana? Van thought as he called to Mulder
"Fox, Dana's on the phone for you."
"Thanks, hey Dana how are you?"
" Fine, I've been thinking about what you said, actually its hard not
to think about you. I guess I'm taken with you too."
"Good. I think we should do something about this."
"Sure, will you be at the club tonight?"
"Yeah, I think so.'
"We'll discuss it more then, bye." Mulder hung up and smiled. Van
came in and plopped the drawing on Mulder's lap.
" There."
"Thanks Van, this is great. I . . ."
"It's her, isn't it?"
" Who?"
"Dana, she's who that woman is in the book, this woman I'm
drawing, isn't she?"
"Yes she is.'
"Do you love her?"
"Yes I do." Van sat stunned for a second.
"What about me?"
"I have feelings for you, very strong ones. Come here." Van came
slowly and Mulder placed a gentle kiss on his forehead.
"Who's here right now with me?"
"I am."
"That's all you need to know."
"No, I see you two at the club necking, your practically having sex
with her right there. What's going on? Are you sleeping with her
too? I need to know where I stand." Mulder looked at Van
intensely, then grabbed his coat.
"I'll see you tonight at the club Van, bye."



1 am Club

Dana waited nervously at the table, she sensed his presence, before
she saw him. He scooted in next to her.
"Hey."
"HI" He kissed her neck gently and she blushed.
"Come on." Mulder said taking her hand and leading her to the
dance floor.

*'The solitary girl looked shy at first, but got her characteristic
strength as she got on the dance floor. She intrigued Trevor. He
still didn't know her name. There bodies matched rhythm like they
were meant to do this, predestined. She lead him away from the
crowd to a secluded corner and kissed him hard.'*

Mulder pulled away from the kiss breathless, I need her now, he
pulled her further away from the crowd and prying eyes. Mulder
placed a hand on her thigh caressing the creamy smooth skin,
snaking it up her leg cataloging every inch of her. No underwear?
More interesting by the second. Her hands fiddled with the button
on his jeans till they were successfully unzipped. She squeezed his
growing need, lightly stroking it through the soft silk of his boxers.
He groaned softly moving it into her hand, thrusting lightly into it
as he increased the intensity of the kiss. Breathless he pulled away
from her.
" I want more."
"So do I."
"My place or yours?"
"I live in Georgetown."
"I live in Alexandria."
"My place." Dana said.

*'Trevor smiled and backed away, zipping up his pants, his hand
gravitated to the small of her back, as a sign of possession, of love
and of trust.'*

Mulder walked by the bar and Van watched them leave, stunned.
Van crushed the glass in his hand oblivious to the pain, this wasn't
fair. He used me to get to her, he used me for all his fantasies of her.
A tear slipped down his face as he cleaned and bandaged his hand.


Dana's place


" Nice place."
"Thanks one of the advantages of being a doctor, paid for." Mulder
smiled his eyes turning dark with passion as he grabbed her and
pulled her to him.

*'Trevor wanted to take his time with her, this solitary girl,
replace her solitude, invade her soul, like she invaded his. She lead
him into her bedroom and pushed him off her, slipping out of her
shirt exposing her perfectly creamy skin to him. Trevor touched
her chest tenderly worshiping her with his hands, and eyes. He
placed little butterfly kisses on her neck, creeping down to her
collarbone then down to the crevice between her breasts. Her hands
played in his hair, meeting in the back of his chestnut locks, pulling
him closer to her chest. He took one of her coral nipples into his
mouth. She moaned and purred, the vibrations sending a
shockwave through Trevor as his hands wandered up her skirt.'*

Mulder's fingers played in the red curls surrounding his desire, he
caressed her butt and placed a kiss on her flat muscled stomach as
he unzipped her skirt. She was totally bare before him and he fixed
his intense gaze on her as he pulled his shirt over his head and
threw it aside. He bent and untied his boots and kicked them off,
then he undid his pants slowly, his eyes never leaving hers as he
took them and his boxers off, and stood before her baring his soul.
She took a step towards him and he quickly closed the distance
ravaging her mouth with his lips and tongue. His hands exploring
and seducing her as he inched her towards the bed. She scaled his
body, wrapping her legs high on his waist as he gently laid her on
the bed.

*' Trevor stopped momentarily poised for entry. "What's your
name?"
"Dana" Trevor rolled it around on his tongue, engraving it in his
heart and mind. "Dana" he whispered softly his voice full of need.'*

Mulder entered her slowly, carefully, savoring the moment till he
was buried deep inside her, his body flush with hers. Dana
marveled at how well they fit together. Mulder gently thrust into her
softly whispering in her ear.
"You feel so good Dana. Your driving me crazy. I'm sorry if I get
too rough , but I can't help myself. I want as much of you as I can
get." Dana sighed and smiled devilishly as she set her own rhythm,
flipping him on his back and taking control. Mulder writhed in the
agony of sheer pleasure, whimpering his delight softly.
"You like that my pretty Fox, huh? How about this?" She twisted
her hips more as she rode him at a steady speed. The maddening
rhythm possessed Mulder as he brought his knees up and rose
slightly placing his arms around her tightly as he pushed her against
the head board roughly. She gasped at the force he used and
gripped his shoulders tightly as he harder into her slammed. He
placed his hands beside her head against the wall and leaned into
her more, using his back and thigh muscles to thrust into her harder.
This felt so good, so right, so natural like they were always meant
to do this. She wiggled a little as her orgasm approached and
Mulder let out a groan/moan/whimper/growl like sound of pleasure,
his chameleon eyes changing colors wildly as he gazed at her. He
attacked her mouth viciously, she nipped at his lower lip as she
took it in her mouth, his tongue raped her mouth furiously. Then she
felt a gust of cool air and heard a gasp. She turned to see Meredith
and pulled her mouth away from Mulder's
"Oh Shoot!"
Mulder looked at her strangely and turned to see what disturbed
her. Meredith looked shocked, hurt, disgusted, mortified, and
furious all in one as she stormed in and tore them apart.
"Dana! What in the world is going on!?!"
"What's it look like?' Mulder said sharply, miffed that something
he'd wanted so long for was interrupted, especially when he was
seconds from a release 3 years in the making.
"Shut up! Tell me Dana. What is this? Payback? I'm sorry ok it
was a one time thing. I was drunk, it will never happen again.
What is your excuse?" Dana stared at her for a second, Mulder
could see her steeling herself. The metamorphosis was amazing,
arousing his cock twitched with excitement.
"I have no excuse." She said with a cool calm, dangerous voice, " I
don't need an excuse."
" Oh you don't? Your girlfriend comes in to see you getting it on
with some guy and I don't even get an explanation?"
"Why should I, you never gave me a satisfactory one. We are over
Meredith, I thought I told you that. You are only staying here till
you can find a place to stay."
"I'm not going to let you go, I refuse to let you lower yourself to
screw him. Dang it Dana, he's gay!"
"He's not. He's a brilliant, fun, mysterious, loving man that I'm in
love with and you can't take it cause its not you. I stopped loving
you a long time ago Meredith. There was no one else out there for
me so I stayed. I think you should leave tonight. I'm sure that girl
you slept with will be happy to let you spend the night." Dana's
tone left no room for argument. Meredith glared at Mulder then
stormed out of the room.
"Where were we?" Dana said turning back to Mulder and
motioning for him to come to her. Mulder wasted no time and
quickly resumed there earlier position against the head board.
"Do you really love me?"
"I think so, I don't know."
"Huh?" Mulder grunted out between thrusts
"I don't know you like I should to love you but this feeling, this
attraction I have is strong. I can't imagine life without you now."
"Sounds like an I love you to me." Mulder said grunting with
effort.
"I know I'm in love with you Dana." He whispered in her ear as he
buried his head in her neck and came loudly. Scully followed
quickly and ran her hands through his sweat soaked hair and over
his wet back.
"That was . . ."
"Incredible? Mind blowing?"
"Mind altering is more like it." Dana laughed it was a magical
sound, it marveled Mulder. He basked in its pure glow.
"I meant what I said I love you Dana."
"I know Fox, I know but love, you need to get off me, your getting
heavy." Mulder laughed and got off, sliding down in the bed,
draping his arm around her possessively.
"Night."
"You mean morning Fox."
"Ok, morning. You don't mind if I sleep here do you?"
"No I don't, you can stay here as long as you want."
"Forever?"
"Maybe longer."