Title: After-Hours (1/1)
Author: L. M. Shard
Rating: strong R
Category: S, R
Spoilers: Season 8
Keywords: Doggett/Scully romance
Disclaimer: All the wonderful characters from the X-Files
used here belong to Chris Carter, 1013 Productions, and Fox.
No copyright infringement intended.
Archive: anywhere, but please let me know where.
Dedication and Thanks: To Megan for cheering me on, giving
me some good ideas, and having me up the intensity level. All
naked Doggett scenes and descriptions are dedicated to her.
Thanks also to Ginger for her input and insight.
Summary: Having just completed a case, Scully and Doggett
spend some downtime together. Things get intense.
By: L. M. Shard
Agents Scully and Doggett were sitting in a rental car on a
stakeout. The hour was late and they were both exhausted.
Much had happened before they had found themselves here.
Yesterday evening, just as they were about to call it a day,
Deputy Director Kersh called the agents into his office. He
informed them that they were booked on the red eye to
Chicago with their final destination a tiny town on the
outskirts. They needed to obtain a very important disk from
one Jake McKenna. This surprise assignment threw Scully for
a loop. Now that she had William, it was hard for her to just
up and leave on a moment's notice.
"With all due respect, Sir," she had said, "this is very little
time for me to find a caretaker for my infant." She regretted
saying the words the moment she heard them come out of her
Kersh eyed her indifferently. "With all due respect, Agent
Scully, that is your problem." He mimicked and emphasized
the word "respect".
"I can go alone, Sir," Doggett offered, understanding Scully's
"No, this is a team effort. You and Agent Scully will go
together. Here are your tickets and information files," he
handed them the paperwork in a dismissive gesture. The
agents walked out of the office.
Fortunately for Scully, her mother was home and able to
watch William for the next couple days or so. He was only six
months old and Scully hated leaving him. But that was her
reality now. Although she had hoped for a somewhat normal
family life with Mulder and William, that was just not in her
future. Just before her maternity leave ended, Mulder had left
her and his son on some new quest. He had told her that he
did not know what the future held for them but he would
check back every few weeks or so. But it was clear to Scully:
the responsibility of a family, especially a baby, was not
something Mulder was interested in. His quests drove him
more than the love of any woman, even his soul mate. They
were the fire that burned within him, not her. Though she
could not completely blame him. She had asked him to be a
sperm donor, not a husband and father. Those things were
never even discussed, certainly not promised. She had left
him a way out and he took it. Scully was disappointed, yes,
but completely surprised, no. So as a single mother, Scully
was forced to go back to work to put food on the table and pay
the rent. She was just so grateful that she had her mother to
watch William. Mrs. Scully reveled in the role of
grandmother and did everything she could to support her
Doggett and Scully had arrived early that morning and spent
the day gathering information. The disk apparently contained
dozens of bank account numbers associated with money
laundering. Obtaining this disk would greatly help the FBI
crack this case wide open. Scully and Doggett had every
indication that the disk was going to be handed to another
party tonight and they planned on intercepting it at that point.
Just when tonight was the question, hence the stakeout.
"More coffee?" Doggett asked reaching toward an extra cup in
the back seat. It was still faintly steaming.
"No thanks," she said. "It's not doing its job anyway. I'm
"Well, let's hope we can wrap this thing up tonight and head
back home in the morning," Doggett said, a bit tired himself.
"I'm all for that," she said, stifling a yawn.
"Why don't you catch a few minutes of shut-eye? I'll keep a
look out for our man," Doggett suggested.
Scully was hesitant, but the offer was just too inviting.
"Alright, but just a few minutes." She settled back into the
seat and closed her eyes. "Thanks," she mumbled already
Doggett gazed at his sleeping partner beside him. He knew
that this was the last place she wanted to be, and the last place
she'd have to be, had he been in Mulder's shoes. He just
couldn't understand how a man could choose chasing the
unknown, or finding the truth, as Mulder would say, over
being with Scully and his baby. Doggett was a highly
traditional man and had that baby been his, he would have
married Scully before it was ever born. Family meant
everything to him and now that he had lost his, he believed
that even more. There was not a day that went by that he did
not think of his late son and wife.
Doggett had tried to fill some of the void that Mulder had left.
But Scully was a strong and independent woman who did not
accept help easily. He greatly respected her strength, yet he
knew she needed some help and he was more than eager to
offer it. He had stopped by her apartment several times since
Mulder's departure, bringing some take-out or just playing
with William for a while. With each visit Scully relaxed and
permitted him to give a little more. Just last week she had
allowed him to cook a meal for her and, on another occasion,
let him take William to the park while she got some much-
needed rest. He was happy helping her, hell; he was thrilled
for any excuse just to be with her. Doggett was falling hard
for this woman, he just didn't know if she felt anything for
him. Usually he was the type of man that let a woman know
when he had feelings for her. He did not like playing games.
But Scully already had too much on her plate for him to add to
it. So he said nothing. He would just have to be satisfied
being her friend, at least for the time being.
Suddenly a man that looked like their target walked through
Doggett's field of vision. Quickly Doggett put his hand on
Scully's shoulder awakening her. "We're on," he said and
opened the car door.
Scully shook the cloud of sleep from her head and joined
Doggett outside. They stealthily made their way to where
their target was. Eyeing him from around the cover of a
corner they confirmed that it was indeed McKenna. The man
looked nervous and did his best at pretending to enjoy the
moonlit scenery around him. Inadvertently, he felt his coat
pocket several times. Scully and Doggett looked at each
other and nodded: he had the disk on him.
Suddenly the sound of hurried footsteps echoed in Doggett's
ears. Out of the corner of his eye, Doggett saw a man quickly
approaching them. Not wanting to look suspicious, Doggett
did the only thing he could think of on such short notice.
"Kiss me," he whispered, and before his words could even
register in Scully's brain his lips were on hers and his arms had
wrapped themselves around her waist, pulling her against his
firm body. Scully was surprised at the electrifying sensation
that ripped through her core. The kiss was completely
unexpected but its impression was great. Doggett felt the
same electric shock at the touch of their lips and forced
himself not to take advantage of the moment and deepen the
The man passed them, barely giving them any notice.
Doggett released Scully and they peeked around the corner
again, but not before they took a moment to look into each
other's eyes. Doggett saw surprise in Scully's blue orbs and
something else; something he unfortunately did not have time
to think about at the moment.
The man that had just passed them was now talking with
McKenna. "Let's keep up the pretense so we can go closer
without causing suspicion," he said and took her hand in his.
They walked hand in hand towards the men, looking like a
pair of lovers on an evening stroll. Stopping a few yards away
from the men, they listened and watched out of the corners of
"You have what I asked for?" McKenna questioned.
"Yes, right here," the man said patting a black briefcase. "Do
you have the disk?"
"Yes," McKenna said.
That was the cue and Scully and Doggett both drew their
weapons and pointed them straight at the men. "Federal
agents. Put your hands in the air," Doggett barked.
Completely surprised, McKenna put his hands in the air and
froze, but the other man turned and ran. Doggett ran after him
while Scully searched and cuffed McKenna to a nearby bench.
She pocketed the disk and ran after Doggett and the other
suspect who had just rounded a corner.
Suddenly shots rang through the night air. Scully's heart
skipped a beat as the fear of Doggett being hit ripped through
her being. She prayed he was not hurt. Finally she caught up
with them and breathed an audible sigh of relief as she saw
Doggett was already cuffing the perpetrator. Her partner
Still breathing hard, Doggett said, "Everything's under control
now. He ditched the briefcase down a ways though."
"I'll go get it," Scully said, heading back.
She retrieved the case and she and Doggett drove the two
perpetrators to the local police station. Just over an hour
later they left the station having received clearance to take the
disk back to Kersh in D.C. Mission accomplished, they finally
arrived back at the motel.
"I'll order us up some pizza," Scully stated more than asked.
She suddenly had a big craving for it.
"Sounds good," he said and they each entered their own
Scully flopped down on the bed and grabbed the phone book
and phone. She found a place that seemed close to the motel
and ordered a large vegetarian, then thinking Doggett might
want some meat, changed the order to half vegetarian and half
pepperoni. That done, she made herself comfortable on the
bed and let her thoughts wander to the kiss Doggett had given
her earlier. She knew it was a kiss for the sake of a cover, and
she tried not to read anything into it, but she just couldn't get it
out of her mind. It was such a powerful kiss, stirring up
emotions she didn't even realize she had. She respected
Doggett greatly and trusted him completely. In the time they
had been partners, he proved himself time and time again. She
knew that she could always rely on him, and that was a
comforting feeling indeed. He had really been a lifesaver
since Mulder had left: coming over with meals, taking
William off her hands for a while. He had been stopping by
her place more frequently lately and she had found herself
eagerly awaiting his visits and missing him when he left.
She inhaled deeply and then exhaled, trying to think of
something else, but she just couldn't get the kiss out of her
head. She thought back to the kiss Mulder had given her the
day William was born. That kiss was warm, comfortable, and
friendly, but it lacked the passion that she had hoped for for so
many years. The ones that followed in the months after were
similar. But this kiss, the one she so unexpectedly received
tonight, was exciting and intimate. Just the thought of it made
her skin prickle with pleasure.
Doggett couldn't get the kiss out of his mind either. First off,
he couldn't believe he had actually kissed her! He had wanted
to do so almost from the first moment they met and wanted to
even more after she had drenched him with that cup of water.
He loved her fire and strength. And secondly, he couldn't get
the intense emotion he felt when his lips touched hers out of
his head. The intimacy, the spine-tingling sensation replayed
over and over in his memory.
He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. He had to stop
thinking about it. She probably hadn't given it a second
thought. He decided he definitely needed a cold shower if he
was going to share a pizza with her tonight.
Several minutes later there was a knock on the door, breaking
Scully's reverie. She jumped off the bed, peeked out the side
window and opened the door to the pizza deliveryman.
"That was fast!" She exclaimed impressed.
"That's what we're all about, Ma'am. Speedy, quality service,"
the pizza man said. "That'll be $16.85."
Scully rummaged through her purse and handed him a twenty.
"Keep the change," she said.
"Thanks, Ma'am. Enjoy," he said and left.
The pizza smelled delicious and she couldn't wait to dive in.
She walked to the adjoining door and was pleased to find it
unlocked. "Pizza's here!" She said swinging the door open.
Not getting a response, she took a hesitant step into his room.
He was nowhere to be seen. Thinking he must be in the
bathroom, she was about to make her way back to her own
room when he emerged from the bathroom in nothing but a
Scully froze in her tracks and her eyes glued themselves to his
incredible physique. The man was sheer perfection! His skin
was still wet and the droplets glistened in the light. Entranced,
Scully watched one of the droplets travel from the top of his
hard, square shoulder, over his well-formed bicep, past his
elbow, down his powerful forearm, over his large and strong
hand, and down his middle finger, then fall to the carpeted
floor with the tiniest of thuds. He made a small movement
and her eyes were redirected to his chest, which was like a
perfectly chiseled sculpture. The mass of well-defined
muscles rippled under her gaze and her heart stopped beating
at the effect. Her eyes traveled lower to the rather small
white towel he was wearing. A cut thigh peeked out from the
open slit of the towel and Scully couldn't stop herself from
thinking about the hard-as-steel ass that must be attached to it
and about what hung between those muscular thighs. Her
face reddened at the thought and it wasn't until Doggett spoke
that she was pulled out of her trance-like state.
"Agent Scully?" He said addressing her formally, for he was
completely embarrassed, not sure of what to make of her
exploring gaze. He noticed her cheeks redden, matching his
own scarlet blush.
Mortified, Scully could barely form any intelligent words.
"Ahh...sorry...uh... pizza...it's here," she said lamely.
"Great," he said, trying to regain his own composure. Why
was she staring at him like that? Was she stirred by seeing his
almost naked body? He could only dream! She was probably
just embarrassed that she had caught him in a towel; he knew
"Ahh, I'll just put on some clothes and I'll join you," he said
grabbing a shirt that lay on the bed. That was her cue to back
out of his room and into her own, but she would have done
almost anything to stay and watch him dress.
She shook her head as she entered her own room and scolded
herself for acting like a lust-struck teenager looking at a 'N
Sync band member. "Get a hold of yourself, Dana. You're
acting ridiculously! That's your partner you just ogled!" She
A few minutes later he joined her feeling somewhat awkward.
His body, that had just been practically naked, was now clad
in blue jeans and a white T-shirt that hugged his taut muscles
rather snuggly. The image of his wet skin and rippling
muscles flashed through Scully's brain and she quickly said
the first thing that popped into her head to keep the blush that
was threatening to return from reddening her cheeks.
"Please, sit down," she said uneasily. The rooms lacked a
table and chairs so they were forced to sit on the queen-sized
bed with the pizza in the middle, a bit uncomfortable
considering the scene that had just passed between them.
"You must really be missing William," Doggett said between
bits, trying to make small talk.
"Yeah, I can't wait to get back to him. It is so hard leaving
him," she said.
"You're a wonderful mother, Dana. I love watching you with
him," he said.
"Thanks," she smiled and then continued, "I am angry with
Kersh for giving me so little time to find a sitter for William. I
mean what if my mom hadn't been available? I know it's part
of the job, but honestly, William is my first priority now."
"As he should be," Doggett agreed. "Kersh is a jerk. They
should send that man to sensitivity training or something."
They both laughed at that.
"I learned early off what kind of man he is," Doggett
"Yeah, he really was moving you around like a piece on a
chess board. I know I advised you against it at the time, but
I'm glad you didn't leave the X-Files like Kersh wanted you to.
You are a great partner, John Doggett," she said.
"Thanks. You're a great partner too," he said.
She smiled, happy to not only have a great partner, but also a
great friend. And lately she had been hoping that he would
become even more.
"This isn't half bad," Doggett said, referring to the pizza.
"Yeah, not bad for a tiny town like this," she agreed.
"I wonder what else this town has to offer," Doggett said.
"Where you thinking of something in particular?"
"Yeah, actually I was," he said. "Wanna see if this town has a
decent bar to grab a drink in?"
Having eaten and rested for a bit (not to mention the
stimulating eyeful she got earlier) she had gotten her second
He stuffed the last bite of pizza into his mouth. "Great, let's
go," he said.
"Let me just change into something more comfortable. I'll be
ready in a couple minutes," she said, getting off the bed.
He left the room and she put on a pair of black jeans and an
emerald green scoop-necked top. She quickly ran a comb
through her hair, added some lipstick, and headed out the
door. Doggett was waiting for her and they started walking
into the night.
"I think I saw a bar not too far from here as we drove by
earlier," he said. "You okay walking?"
"Yeah. The night air feels great," she said. Amazingly the air
felt warmer than it had earlier.
About ten minutes later they reached the bar. The place was
alive. Doggett held the door open for Scully and she walked
in with him right behind her. The smell of smoke and alcohol
filled their nostrils and music from a local band filled their
ears. Several people gave them a once-over as they entered,
liking what they saw. One woman in particular caught
Doggett's attention because of the intense look she gave him
and the huge approving smile she flashed. Doggett forced a
quick but polite smile and looked away. He was not interested
in any woman except the one he was with.
They found a pair of seats at the bar and ordered drinks, a beer
for Doggett and a white wine for Scully.
"This place is really hoppin'," Doggett said into Scully's ear.
The music was so loud it made conversation a challenge.
"Yeah," Scully said, leaning into him. Her nearness and her
warm breath on his face made Doggett's heart skip a beat.
God, she smelled good! His mind wandered to the kiss he had
given her earlier. How much he wanted to place another one
on those luscious lips of hers now, but this time a genuine one,
one without the pretenses of a cover, one that would convey
all his growing feelings for her in a single shared and intimate
"Do you know that woman over to the left of me has been
staring at you since you walked in?" She said with a smile,
interrupting his reverie.
He took a quick peek over in that direction. "Nah, she's not
staring at me," Doggett said embarrassed.
"Oh yes she is. She practically has her tongue hanging out!"
"Well, it seems to me you have a few admirers yourself,"
Doggett countered and nodded toward the opposite direction
where three rather good looking men had their eyes glued on
This time it was Scully's turn to be embarrassed. She took the
last few sips of her wine as heat flushed her cheeks.
"Do you want another one?" Doggett asked her leaning in, his
lips inadvertently touching her ear. That sensation and the
sound of his deep, raspy voice sent an electric current through
her body. "God, what's with you, Dana? You are suddenly so
hypersensitive to this man! Get a grip!" She thought to
"Sure," she said surprising herself. The last thing she needed
was more alcohol to dizzy her brain even more; she had drunk
the first one so quickly. But being here with Doggett like this
somehow made her feel freer and alive. She was comfortable
in his presence and felt she could be herself without any
Doggett ordered another for her and another beer for himself.
After the bartender poured them their drinks, he poured out
three shots of tequila and pushed them toward Scully.
"I didn't order these," Scully said.
"They are from those three gentlemen over there," the
bartender pointed to the men that were checking out Scully.
"Oh," she said and looked in the direction he was pointing.
The three men smiled and winked and she gave them a
measured smile of thanks in return. They obviously didn't
care that she had come in with a man.
Doggett had a huge grin on his face. "I told you those guys
were giving you the eye," he said chuckling. "So are you
gonna go dance with them?"
"No, I'm not interested and they're not my type anyway," she
"What is your type, Dana? Or should I ask you after you
finish those three shots?" Doggett asked.
Scully had the urge to blurt out that he was her type, but bit
her tongue. Instead she just smiled mysteriously and said,
"there is no way I'm going to drink these three shots! You'd
have to carry me home if I did."
"I could do that," he said playfully.
She smiled again. "How about you drink two and I'll drink
one," she suggested.
"Then you'll have to carry me home," he said grinning.
"I can do that," she said.
"I bet you could!" He said, grinning even more. The image of
her carrying him home was just too delicious.
"Then cheers!" She said raising her glass. He grabbed one of
the shots, clinked her glass and they both downed the amber
liquid. He quickly followed it up with the second.
"Bartender!" Doggett called. The man walked over to him.
"We'll take one more shot of tequila," he said. The bartender
poured the drink and Doggett pushed it over to Scully. "We've
got to be even."
She looked at him and gave him a lopsided grin, then downed
the shot in one gulp. "There, satisfied?" She asked.
"For now," he said smiling. She smiled back and they both sat
in silence letting the music wash over them like a river
smoothing over rocks. Their edges had been rounded off and
they sat in peace enjoying each other's company.
Doggett looked at his partner sitting just a few inches from
him. She looked radiant. Her cheeks were flushed and her
eyes sparkled. She looked relaxed and a smile highlighted her
beautiful face. It occurred to him that this was one of the few
times he had ever seen her really enjoying herself, aside from
the times she was with William. She gave him an even bigger
smile and leaned into him.
"What are you thinking?" She asked wondering why he was
looking at her so intently. This was the kind of question she
usually would never ask, but the alcohol, the loud music and
the closeness it brought just let her speak whatever her
immediate thought was.
He put his hand on her upper arm, stopping her from pulling
back from his ear and said in a deep, guttural voice, "That you
really are a beautiful woman." He couldn't believe he had just
Scully pulled back with her eyes lowered and a shy smile on
her face. "Thanks," she mumbled, knowing he probably didn't
hear her. She didn't know what else to say; she was not used
to such compliments, especially not from a man she was
becoming more and more attracted to by the minute, a man
that just happened to be her partner.
He released her arm and immediately Scully missed its
pressure and warmth. She looked up and his eyes caught hers
in an intense and intimate gaze. She saw something in them
that she couldn't quite name, but it made her feel all warm and
alive. They held the gaze for several moments until a woman
suddenly appeared at Doggett's side interrupting them. It was
the woman who had eyed Doggett as they had first arrived.
She wore way too much makeup and her obviously man-made
breasts protruded out from her too small top.
She grabbed his arm and said loudly, "Let's dance, Honey."
Doggett was taken aback by her boldness and total lack of
acknowledgement of Scully. "No, thank you," he said as
graciously as he could, ever the gentleman.
"Oh, come on Handsome! Just one little dance," she persisted.
"I won't bite."
"I'm with someone," he said, nodding toward Scully who was
getting a kick out of the scene. Scully smiled.
The woman looked at Scully noticing her for the first time.
"Well, you won't mind if I just borrow him for one little dance,
would you dear?" Doggett gave Scully a "help me" look.
Scully was tempted to say, "Sure, go ahead," but just couldn't
bring herself to let Doggett be tortured any longer. "Actually I
do mind, dear," she said, emphasizing the word "dear". "This
is my man; go find one of your own." For effect she slid off
her stool and placed herself between Doggett's bent knees, her
back pressed against his chest, all the while keeping her eyes
firmly on the annoying woman. Immediately, Doggett
wrapped his strong arms around her tiny body and held her
tightly against him. She caressed his forearms with her hands
and he laid his cheek against her hair.
The woman turned on her heel in a huff and walked away.
Doggett and Scully burst out laughing. "Thanks," Doggett
said into her ear after their laughter had faded. Neither of
them moved from their position, each enjoying the smoldering
heat it brought. Again Doggett spoke, his voice incredibly
low in her ear. "Would you like to dance?" He asked,
brushing her ear with his lips, the caress almost feeling like a
She turned around in his embrace and blue met blue. "I would
love to," she heard herself saying, mere inches from his face.
Their lips were so close and she was tempted to bridge the gap
and touch her lips to his. The heat radiating from him was
making her weak in the knees and she couldn't help thinking
of the image of his buff chest glistening with water just a few
hours ago. That same chest was now pressed against hers and
her heartbeat sped up a few notches. She was reluctant to step
out of his embrace and she closed her eyes, her head dizzy
with alcohol and lust.
Her intimate proximity was getting to Doggett as well, and if
he didn't redirect his attention immediately he wouldn't be able
to get up from the stool without everyone seeing just how
much this closeness to Scully was affecting him. He grabbed
her hand and led her to the crowded dance floor.
The music cranked out of the speakers and they danced to the
lively beat. He couldn't keep his eyes off her and observed her
every move. He watched her legs stomp out the rhythm, her
hips gyrate in time, and her chest rise and fall with every
breath. The warmth from the alcohol in the pit of her stomach
let her dance without inhibition, and her beauty and movement
entranced him. He had an overwhelming urge to feel her
movement, so he wrapped his arms around her waist and
pressed her against him. She did not resist and instead draped
her arms around his neck and kept on moving with the beat of
the music. Doggett's senses were on overload having her
move like that against him and his manhood responded
instantly. Pure heaven on earth was the only way to describe
the feelings her gyrations brought him.
Scully felt like she was swimming in a sea of lust. Feeling
him hard against her body heightened all of her senses. The
musky, salty smell of him intoxicated her and his firm,
rippling muscles crushed against her were driving her insane
with need. She had to remove herself from his touch, just for
a moment, so she could gather her bearings. So she took his
hand from her waist and held on to it as she twirled circles
Suddenly, from out of nowhere, the annoying woman
appeared again and pushed herself between Doggett and
Scully. She grabbed his arms and led him away from Scully
in a whirling dance. Doggett barely knew what hit him and
was rendered speechless. The only things he could think of
saying at the moment were considerably rude, but being a
gentleman, he bit his tongue. A couple minutes passed and
having had enough, he was about to just tell her to get lost,
when Scully grabbed his hand and together they ran out of the
bar laughing hysterically.
After several minutes their laughter tapered off and Scully
said, "You should have seen your face when that woman
grabbed you and swooped you into a dance! You were
mortified! I'll never forget that expression on your face!"
They laughed again, doubled over in amusement. "That bad?"
He asked, through fits of laughter.
"Oh yeah, that bad! Definitely a Kodak moment!" She said
erupting into another round of laughter.
Suddenly the clouds ripped open and fat rain droplets fell from
above. They looked at each other in amused surprise and
laughed some more. Doggett glanced back at the bar, making
a non-verbal suggestion to go back inside. Scully shook her
head from side to side then smiled mischievously. On impulse
she grabbed his hand and pulled him into a run. Doggett
gladly followed her, happy to be alone with her again.
They ran through the rain hand in hand, giggling like a couple
of school kids on spring break. The rain was warm and
cleansing, making the pair feel young and so very alive. They
arrived at the motel out of breath and completely soaked but
their souls felt free and invigorated.
They stopped and faced each other, catching their breaths.
Scully studied a sopping-wet Doggett and was reminded once
again of the view she had the fortune of seeing earlier that
evening. Now his clothes adhered to his body, leaving little to
the imagination. His powerful thighs were well defined in his
jeans, as was the noticeably large bulge between them. The
rain ran down his face and she yearned to lick it off, drinking
anything that touched him. God, she wanted him!
Doggett watched Scully keenly too. He watched the rain run
down the length of her hair, down her face, down her heaving
chest and into her low-cut shirt. Her clothes clung to her,
accentuating her petite and curvy figure and outlining her
breasts and hardened nipples. The sight of her like this was
irresistible to Doggett and without inhibition he repeated what
he had said to her earlier: "You are so beautiful."
She looked him straight in the eyes and held his gaze. She
saw something feral and primal in them and her heart raced at
the recognition of the meaning. The intensity in his blue eyes
was greater than usual and the intimacy at which he looked at
her made her body hum with excitement. Suddenly Doggett's
hand was on her cheek and in one swift and fluid movement
he pulled her to him and covered her mouth with his. His
tongue demanded entry and she yielded to him without
hesitation. The kiss was explosive and burned with the
intensity of white-hot flames. The tremendous passion and the
bare-bones need and fierceness of the kiss were earth-
shattering. Never had a single kiss made her feel so
completely overwhelmed with want and need.
Doggett's entire being felt aflame with desire. Her
unrestrained response, her total vulnerability and eagerness to
the kiss, drove him wild. It felt so right and he hardened
against her, unafraid to let her feel it. And feel it she did.
Unconsciously she ground herself against it and a small moan
Breathless, he released her and their eyes continued the
unspoken dialogue of all they felt but what was just too soon
to say out loud. He saw the same emotions, heat, and lust in
her eyes that he knew she must be seeing in his. His heart
smiled and his lips followed.
"Let's get out of the rain," he breathed into her ear. She
nodded and he hoisted her up as she wrapped her legs around
his waist. He carried her to her door resting her back against it
and she placed the room key in his hand. He kissed her
fiercely as he shoved the key into the lock and opened the
door. They stumbled in giggling and threw the door shut
The moonlight that shined through the windows illuminated
the room, giving it a surreal feel. Scully didn't bother with the
lights and instead concentrated on removing Doggett's soaking
T-shirt. Her craving to run her hands across his bare chest was
overpowering. With his help she tore the shirt off over his
head and let it fall to the floor in a wet heap. Instantly her
hands glided along his physique, feeling every muscle, every
curve, every cut angle. Her desire mounted a thousand-fold
and she ran her hot tongue down his chest, searing a path to
his nipple. She circled it with her tongue then gently bit its
tip, eliciting a low moan from Doggett. She did the same to
the other nipple, feeding off of his scent and lapping up the
salty wetness that glistened on his skin.
Her ministrations were driving Doggett crazy with desire. He
had and urgent need to feel her skin against him and he ripped
at her shirt, tearing it off in one quick movement. It joined his
in a wet pile on the floor. To his amazement and sheer
delight, Scully removed her bra in a flash and pressed herself
against him, obviously having the same skin-to-skin need as
he. They moaned in concert at the sensation, knees buckling
in heightened desire.
He gently pushed her to the bed then hovered over her with his
body, studying her perfect breasts in the moonlight. "You are
a goddess," he breathed and used the waist of her jeans to pull
her closer to him. It was an incredibly feral and possessive
move, one that aroused her even more. He covered her body
with his and ground his face into her neck, licking and sucking
and biting, while his massive hands massaged her breasts with
finesse. The pleasure was exquisite.
He lifted his head and looked into her eyes. They were fully
dilated and he could clearly see her every emotion reflected in
them. He knew that if they continued any further there would
be no stopping. "John," she whispered hesitantly.
He placed his fingers on her lips. "Shh... I know. I agree," he
said knowing she was thinking the same thing. He wanted
her more than anything right now, but he had too much respect
for her to let their first lovemaking be something impulsive
that might be regretted later.
"We better say goodnight," she said reluctantly, her voice
raspy with desire. Her words went directly against what her
body was screaming to do, but she wanted this to be the
beginning of something lasting, not a transitory one-night
tumble in the sheets, and she knew he wanted the same and
was willing to wait.
He looked at her with dilated eyes, forcing his body to comply
with her sensible words. "Yeah, we better say goodnight."
He got up off the bed and immediately she missed his heat.
Her body ached for her to pull him back, but her mind told her
it would be better to wait. She got up as well and threw on a
dry shirt that was laying on the bed's edge. Doggett had just
picked up his wet shirt and was heading for the adjoining
He turned around to face her. "We should leave here at 8:00
tomorrow to catch the flight," he said looking directly into her
"Yeah, I'll be ready," she said, not wanting him to walk
through that door and out of her presence. She gazed at his
lips, the lips that just moments ago had devoured hers in kisses
that had left all previous kisses before today in the dust. She
wanted desperately to feel them on her lips again.
"Goodnight," she whispered.
"Dana..." he said in a deep, gravelly voice.
The sound of her name from his lips made her lose all restraint
and she took two giant steps and fell into his arms, pulling him
down into another fiery, all-consuming kiss. He pressed her
hard against his body and for a moment they were completely
one. Then she tore herself from his embrace and he walked
into his room shutting the door behind him.
Closing his eyes, Doggett leaned against the closed door. He
could still feel the heat from her kiss and the taste of her
tongue on his. He was completely, head-over-heels in love
with her. A total goner.
Scully threw herself on the bed and stripped off her soaked
jeans and underwear. Her heartbeat slowed down to a normal
pace and her head spinned partially from the alcohol, but
mainly from the passion that she had just shared with Doggett.
My God, she was falling in love with him and she was quite
sure that he felt the same way.
The rain continued to fall through the moonlit night, pitter-
patter against the roof, washing away the old and making
room for the new.
Scully awoke to a brand new day, with the sun streaming
through the windows. She stretched and a big smile covered
her face as she thought about what had transpired the night
before. She couldn't remember ever waking up this incredibly
happy before! Doggett's handsome face flashed before her
mind and she suddenly had a great yearning to see him. She
jumped out of bed and into the shower. The sooner she was
ready the sooner she would see him, and right now all she
could think of was the sooner the better.
Doggett woke up to a profound sense of happiness as well and
had to think for a moment to make sure what happened last
night wasn't just some very real-feeling dream. It was almost
too good to be reality. Quickly he showered and got dressed.
He couldn't wait to see Scully.
At about 7:45 Doggett knocked on Scully's adjoining room
door. She opened it almost right away. His heart beat wildly
as a sudden nervousness crept into him. He prayed she didn't
have any regrets. He sure didn't.
She looked stunning in a black Armani pantsuit. With
perfectly coiffed hair and toned down makeup, she looked all
business. But one look into her eyes told him that she did not
regret what had transpired between them last night. In fact he
saw the same emotions in them right now that he had seen last
"Good morning, Dana," he said smiling.
She flashed him a huge smile, "Good morning, John."
It was as if Scully was a magnet for he was completely drawn
to her and before he realized it, he was standing just inches
from her. His desire, his need to kiss her again, hold her body
against his, was suddenly overwhelming and he was just about
to lean down to feed that desire when his cell phone rang.
Disappointed, Doggett answered it, all the while keeping his
eyes fixed on Scully. Her disappointment was clear as well.
"Doggett," he said into the phone. Scully could make out the
voice on the other end as Kersh's.
"Yes Sir. We should be there by noon," he said and hung up.
"Kersh is anxious for that disk. We better get a move on," he
said to her. "Let me get your bag."
Minutes later they drove off to the airport in comfortable yet
An hour later they were seated on the plane, heading back to
Washington D.C. They mostly talked small talk, skirting the
issue of last night. It was just too new, too fragile to discuss.
But they both privately cherished the images of their
encounter. Halfway through the flight, Doggett took her hand
in his. She squeezed it and laid her head on his shoulder.
Those tiny, intimate gestures were all they needed to know
what the other was thinking.
As promised, they were in Kersh's office at noon to deliver the
disk. He was very pleased with their work and surprisingly
gave them both the rest of the day off. Glad to be done with
their part in this case, Doggett drove Scully back to her place
and carried her bag up to her apartment door.
"William sure is gonna be happy to see his mommy again," he
said as he set the bag down on the floor.
"Not happier than I am. I've missed him so much," she said,
hoping that her comment hadn't made it seem like she wanted
him to leave, for that was the furthest thing from her mind.
"Then I won't keep you," he said, a slight hint of
disappointment in his voice. "There is one thing I have been
wanting to do all day though," he continued.
"What's that?" Scully asked with interest.
He walked towards her, stopping mere inches from her.
"This," he breathed and lowered his lips to hers in a tender,
emotion-baring kiss. She responded readily pouring her
feelings into it as well. They parted and he turned to walk
Scully had just stuck the keys in the door when he turned
around and said, "Dana, will you go out with me tomorrow
Bliss raced through Scully's body and she threw him a big
smile. "I would love to," she said.
"Great," he said sending her an even bigger smile back. "'Till
tomorrow," he said smiling and walked away.
"'Till tomorrow," she repeated as he disappeared into the
She leaned back against her door, happier than she had ever
been, knowing that this was just the beginning of many happy