Those Days are Gone

Title: Those days are gone



Title:
Those days are gone Part 5

Author:
Mary Eve Parker mary_eve_parker@yahoo.com


Archive: where ever you want it

Homepage:
www.eves-paradise.de.vu & www.mary-eve-parker.de.vu

Rating:
NC 17 Category: Crossover Pretender / X-Files ~~ Parker POV,
Scully POV

Timeline:
tP-before season 3; XF- around season 5

THANKS:
to Mel, my always very best beta J better then best of course

Note:
okay it didn’t took me too long and I really hope you like it *g* I love it,
really love it.

Those
days are gone

By Mary Eve Parker

 

 

My back was bad today. Last night wasn't
very pleasant, I didn't get a lot of sleep and I know that I need the sleep but
I can't change things. My back ached with every move.

 

“What’s up Sarah?” Mulder asked me when he
turned around. I’ve never imagined him being a singer and especially not
lullabies.

 

“It’s just my back,” I said honestly and
stared at my tea. God I really hated tea, since I was a child, but coffee
wasn’t a topic anymore because of the pregnancy.

 

“Do you want me to rub your back?” he asked
with a smile on his lips. Oh god those lips. How could I ever let this man go?

 

I stared at him and smiled back. “Well
thanks Fox, I guess that’s the best idea you’ve had in ages.”

 

“Remember I am a genius.”

 

“No you aren’t!” I said to him and pulled my
robe a little closer. My nightie wasn’t one of those long and elegant ones I
used to wear beside my silk PJs, but my bedroom was warm and I wasn’t
interested in buying too many during this pregnancy.

 

He turned around, leaned against the wooden
wall and held the baby in his arms. This fits him, sure it does. He is still,
even years later, a handsome guy. Just Jarod is more handsome than Fox, but
they are totally different and can't be compared. Not by me at least.

 

“So I'll take her to bed and you take a
shower and I’ll meet you in your bed room. Get me some body lotion okay?” Fox
said and petted Caroline’s cheek.

 

Body lotion? Do I have any body lotion?

 

“Well Fox, I don’t have any body lotion left
at the moment,” I said honestly and I am not sure but the chance that I was
blushing was pretty good.

 

“Okay I am sure Scully has some in her bag.
You take a shower and I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

 

“Thanks Fox, really,” I said and went slowly
to my bedroom. I couldn’t believe it. He offered me a massage and I said ‘yes’.
I'm allowing him to touch me. God.

 

I got naked and stood in front of the mirror
for a couple of minutes to take a look at my changing body. It was noticeable
that my belly was showing clearly now and that my breasts were getting fuller
and rounder.

 

¶¶¶

 

"Dana," he whispers, and I feel warmth
spreading in my belly. He used my first name!)

 

His lips are the softest I have ever kissed
and I don’t want to stay here and wait till he kisses somebody else. But who am
I? And who is he?

 

Touch me there, please, down there, yes
right there Fox, yes do this to me.

 

I was standing on a beach, only sand and sun
around me. The sea came to my feet in soft waves, the spray playing around my
ankles. I was wearing a soft, white linen dress. He was able to see through it.


Fox was standing behind me, I was leaning
against his chest. One of his hands was playing with my breast, the other one
had found its way under my dress, between my legs, He was touching me like he
would do this day after day, twenty-four hours a day and seven days a week.

 

I moaned when he touched the right spot down
there, and pressed myself harder against his hand. Fox chuckled softly and
started to lick my neck. Even our height difference didn’t seem to bother him.

 

"I can't stand it much longer," I
whispered and he took a few steps back and started to sit down on the warm and
cosy sand. He let me lay there, his t-shirt as a pillow. Slowly he had started
to unbutton the tiny buttons of my dress, till I lay there naked, in front of
him.

It didn’t seem to be something new for him.
He lowered his mouth down to my neck and started to lick and kiss his way from
my collarbone down to my belly button. I wasn’t wearing any underwear.

 

I moaned and groaned under his touch. His
hands were holding my hips in place, each hand on a hip bone. He started to
tease me softly with his lips, trailing around my pelvic bone. My moaning got
louder and deeper.

 

A second later one of his fingers were in
me. I was wet and hot, maybe even tight. He was the first one and he felt it.

"Never before?" he asked me and I
nodded. We smiled at each other and he put his fingers out of me and started to
kiss my mouth again. Slowly he licked the outline of my lips, from one corner
to the other corner.

One of his hands was at my breast, slowly
circling around my areola, until it couldn’t get any tighter. I moaned again
and in this moment his tongue invaded my mouth.

His tongue was hot and wild, playing around
mine. My eyes were closed and if the world would break in pieces, I would die
as a happy woman.

 

I need you – I whispered – I want you inside
of me Fox, please.

 

He just nodded and entered his massive
erection, slowly with one stroke. I took a sharp breath through my nose before
I started to moan in agreement with him. He started to move slowly.

 

God …

 

 

¶¶¶

 

“Deeper, yes right there!” I nearly cried
when his soft hands worked down my back. The lotion seems to be one of those
expensive ones and it smelt like cinnamon. “Harder, Fox, do me harder,” I
moaned.

 

¶¶¶

 

Shit what was that? Did I hear what I think
I have heard? No it can't be.

 

“Do it again Fox, harder,” I heard a female
voice moaning. “You … hit … the right .. spot …. again please… deeper …”

 

I was sitting there in my bed. It couldn’t
be happening. He was fucking her and she likes it. Shit.

 

“God this is good Fox, why didn't we do this
yesterday?” she moaned in a deep voice.

 

I couldn’t hear what he was saying to her
but what else do I need to see what was going on here. She was everything a man
could dream of. And she was pregnant, probably his child. And the one in the
crib in the living room? Surely his too. How could a woman ever not love this
handsome guy and try to get as many children as possible with him to hold him
in place?

 

“I love that, god Fox I really love that,
move a little deeper down,” she said, loud enough to let me hear it.

 

“So this is your life Dana, a man who cares
for you deeply, but just as a friend. Who fucks a woman in the next room and
does it very well, to hear. Something you have ever dreamt of?” I told myself,
grabbed a robe and headed towards the kitchen to get a fresh glass of orange
juice.

¶¶¶

 

Those hands were magic. He moved over my
back like a god, not too hard and not too soft. He seems to know every knot
there, every place which ached when I was moving.

 

He put a little more lotion on my naked
shoulders and rubbed it in before he started to knead them.

 

I was lying naked on my bed, only wearing
white bikini underpants and a towel under my breasts. As much as I loved his
hands I was not giving him a free show, not now, not ever again.

 

¶¶¶

 

Not one glass of orange juice in this darn
kitchen, I can't believe it.

And this moaning and groaning wasn’t to stop
soon. As I assess Mulder, he is a good lover, and will give her a long ride on
a nice pink cloud. Sure he was a good lover.

 

And these eyes, god have I ever seen hazel
eyes like these with this little golden spots in them? I guess no, not as I
remember. But I am not remembering anything. Shit. Why always me?

 

“God yes, yes …” she nearly cried out.

 

How long will this take till she and he had
enough?

 

 

¶¶¶

 

“Not that loud Sarah, please,” he said and
giggled. We played this Harry and Sally orgasm thing once in a pub in Oxford. I guess this was the best night I have
ever had. If we forget his darn girlfriend. This bitch.

 

“Oh Mulder, do it to me again … deeper …deeper
… god …yes like that …. Oh god…fucks me harder … harder Mulder yes ….” I faked
and he nearly fell off the bed because he laughed that hard.

 

“Sarah you are a really, really bad girl,”
he said and sat next to me. I slowly rolled over, covering my chest with the
towel.

 

“You know Fox, that it was the best time of
my youth was when we had that little thing in Oxford,” I said honestly.

 

“Right Sarah but lots of things have changed
and you really adore this man, don’t you? I mean the guy I left the letter
for.”


”You really did it? Have you found him?” I asked. I couldn’t believe it.

 

“No, I haven't found him in person. We had a
little chat over the phone and he told me where to put it so that he is able to
get it. I hope that’s fine with you.”

 

“Yes it is.” Maybe Jarod has found this
letter. He has to know the truth about the children, about me. I wouldn’t be
able to live any longer with this lie.

 

¶¶¶

 

After some apple juice I went back into my
room. There wasn’t any sound coming from the other room so they may be asleep
now. I couldn’t believe it. He was really fucking her next door.

 

So Mr. Fox Mulder, Special Agent Fox Mulder
with the FBI was fucking a woman next door and even if we are or would be
friends, this wouldn’t be okay. For me at least but maybe exactly this was the
problem. Misses Stubborn talking here, who is so stubborn that even if she hits
her head really badly she wouldn’t be able to tell him how handsome he is, how
perfect his hands feel, and how soft his skin is.

God this can't be true. Or can it?

 I saI sat down on the bed, and saw a book next
to the lamp on the nightstand. Obviously it wasn’t one of mine. It must be one
of his. Sure, it was porn. How can somebody read porn? Oh remember, he is a
little shy about his porn ambitions.

Can you believe it? A man told me about his
porn collection. I guess, even if I can't remember it, that there wasn’t a man
before who has told me about it or even that he watches them.

And he really told me, his partner and
friend about them. Hopefully I didn’t blush instantly. Sure I did. My skin is
too white not to blush. I guess I giggled. Sure I did. Bad Dana, really bad.

 

¶¶¶

 

“Did she eat anything?” I asked Fox when we
met later that evening.


”I don’t know. She seems to be upset with me. The room is dark and she is
probably asleep.”

 

“What did you do to upset her?” I asked him,
leaning against the kitchen counter. He was sitting in a chair about four
metres away from me at the dining-room table.

 

“Well, I guess I shouldn’t be telling you
this Sarah,” he murmured.

 

“I know every part of your body so don’t be
shy and tell me what happened. It can't be that bad,” I said and sat down next
to him with a glass of milk, really good fresh milk, and fresh from a cow and
not out of a plastic bottle like home in the States.

The taste was different and even the smell.
I think it was the first thing I bought when I moved in here, lots of fresh
milk.

 

“Are you in love with this man?” he asked me
and I stared into his eyes. His polo was a little dirty from Caroline but still
looking nice. It was in a dark shade of green, nearly black and it looked
expensive. And he was wearing faded jeans with it, like the boy I once knew.

 

“I am, at least I think that I am in love
with him. I've loved him for as long as I can remember.”

 

“Don’t tell me that it is still this guy.
The one you were talking about when we met each other. Don’t tell me that you
are still running after him, trying to get him …”

 

“No, unfortunately things have changed. I
was running after him that’s right but not the way you would have liked to see
it. I was chasing him all over the country.”

 

“So it’s true what you said on the phone
even if it was too cryptic for me to understand.”

 

“Yes it was true but we aren’t talking about
my complex love life here boy, we talk about what happened between you and
Dana.”

 

Fox looked up from his folded hands into my
eyes. “I nearly kissed her but I couldn’t do it. It wouldn’t have been right.”

 

“Why not?” I asked him in return and already
knew the answer.

 

“Sarah, she can't remember me or our past,
so it would be the absolute worst thing I can do. I love her, god knows I love
her but now it would be like I'm using her for something she isn’t ready for.”

 

“Go to bed Fox. You can't change what
happened. The tension is high between you, I noticed it the minute to enter
this cottage. Give Dana some time and let her get her past back and I am sure
that you both will get what you want.”

 

“Hopefully,” he (whispered.

 

“Go to bed. It’s late.”

 

 

¶¶¶

 

The room was dark around me and I can't
remember the day I ever feltfortfortable in complete darkness. I guess that
never has happened.

I heard the door cracking under his touch.
He tried to be silent, not to wake me. He really thought I would be sleeping!?
I was lying there awake since she stopped moaning at midday.

He nearly fell over the open case of mine.
“Ouch!”

 

“You can turn on the lights if you want. I
can't carry you to bed,” I said sharply and lightened the nightstand lamp.

 

“I thought you’d be sleeping.”

 

“I wasn’t sleeping.”

 

“But you hate the darkness or at least you
aren’t very comfortable. You never sleep in a totally darkened room.”

 

“It’s nice from you that you tell me so but
I already figured it out. So change and go to bed I am tired.”

 

“I want to talk to you Scully. We need to
talk.”

 

Talk to me? No way!

 

“I guess we don’t need to talk Mulder. I
know what I need to know and I am not interested in any excuses or analysis
from your side. Just shut up and go to bed, I am tired.”

 

“You can't me me stand in the rain with it.
We need to talk about it.”

 

“No we don’t, not now and not tomorrow. So
you change or do whatever you want just leave me alone to get some sleep.”

 

Suddenly I felt the bed shift beside me and
noticed him sitting down to get rid of his jeans. Yes, he was sitting on the
bed next to where I was sleeping on his way to get naked. I just yawned. I
couldn’t believe it.

He was really climbing into bed with me
after he’d fucked this darn bitch next door.

I really made an attempt to climb out of bed
but in exactly this moment I felt his arm around my waist, pulling me back
towards him.

 

“Let me go,” I said and wanted to push him
away from me.

 

“No way Scully, no way, we talk about it
now!” Mulder said loudly and held me.

 

“I am not interested in any excuses or
whatever you want to tell me now. I just want to sleep.”

 

“And you want to sleep on the floor? No,
you’ll sleep here in bed with me like a normal adult. Don’t be a silly child
now, that’s completely out of character.”

 

“Don’t analyze me, I told you before.”

 

“I am not analyzing you Scully, how dare you
think I would do so?”

 

I know that he is teasing me and I really
hate him for it, more than hate. I am, really angry with him.

I was in bed with this guy and I have to be
angry with him. He slept with her, and I can't change it. He slept with her and
now he is nearly naked, just in alien boxer shorts which feel like pure silk,
in bed with me.

 

My back was pressed against his chest. One
arm rested under my neck and holds me in place the other one was pressed
against my belly. His warm hand resting on my belly, just thinking about it let
the butterflies start in my belly. I told myself not to have any romantic
thoughts about him because he already has a woman to sleep with and that I was
too good to be a bed bunny. But on the other hand, I can't remember what has
happened between us before. What made us be best friends and that I trust him
with my life and why on god’s earth we are here at all!

 

It will take me eternity to fall asleep with
this warm form against my back, it's horrible. No, not Mulder please. He
started to make small circles with his thumb on my belly. This can't happen.

His nose was resting on my neck, just under
my ear and he breathes like he’s already fallen asleep.

 

Don’t think about the thing which presses
into your lower back, don’t think about it …

 

 

 

 

~End Part 5 ~

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