Subj: Darane Svatura -- 5
Date: 6/17/00 6:21:28 PM Central Daylight Time
From: Katrinka
Would Mulder ever get used to his new life as a vampire? He was supposed to be the wedding reception. The only problem was his need for Scully had grown too strong. He had to leave before he turned. What would Scully think when she found out that he was a vampire? Could he ever get her out of his mind? He craved Scully. He could remember the day that his partner had a cut. He had flirted with Scully, by bringing her cut finger to his lips. Kissing it better was what he called it. He had tasted her blood. Now he couldn't get that taste out of his mind.
//Why do I have to want you so much? //
Mulder was hiding on an out of the way patio. He watched the stars, as if they could give him the answers to his problems. Barnabas had taught him to feed, so no one else would die from his hunger. Drinking cows blood was all right, but Mulder craved something else, something he couldn't name.
"It's beautiful tonight." Scully said from behind him.
"Yes it is, Mrs. Collins." Mulder couldn't look at her. She wore her wedding dress. The sign that she was married to someone else.
"Please, call me Heather." She stood beside him.
Mulder could hear the beating of Scully's heart. The sound beckoned to him. The hunger for Scully grew stronger. "Can you please leave? I want to be alone."
"Do you wear a pentagram?"
"Why?'
Scully walked in front of Mulder. She reached out, unbuttoning his shirt, pulling out the pentagram as is she knew exactly where it was. "I've seen you with this before."
Mulder looked down to her; he tried to hide the hope he suddenly felt. "Can you remember when?"
"You wouldn't believe me." She paused. "Your real name isn't Martian, it's Fox, Fox William Mulder. You once told me that you even made your parents call you Mulder."
"How did you know that?" Mulder gasped.
"I saw it in a dream. Then when I woke this morning, I had some memories." Her fingers ran over his shoulder. "I shot you once. You have a scar there from it."
His hand held the one holding the pentagram. Scully's hands were shaking, almost as hard as his were. "The dream is true. My real name is Fox."
"My memories say that we're lovers."
"It's true, we're lovers." He couldn't help but smile.
Scully seemed upset. "I can't remember it all. I want to, but I can't."
"At least you remembered some of it."
Scully remembered their relationship, she really remembered. He kissed her lips very gently. He didn't want to scare her off so soon. She put her arms around him, pulling him closer. They kissed for several moments. He tried to keep the hunger out of his kiss.
Scully pulled away from Mulder. "It's just as I remember."
Mulder couldn't keep the tears out of his eyes. "I love you."
Scully reached up, whipping a tear off his cheek. "You're crying blood."
"There's a reason for that." he told her. "Something's changed since we arrived at Collinwood. I'm a vampire."
"You're a vampire." she said slowly, her hand dropped.
"I'm a werewolf too. Don't you remember getting the tattoo?"
There was disbelief written in Scully's eyes. Mulder realized he said too much. He turned from Scully. He waited for her to leave. Instead, he felt Scully's arms go around his waist. "We've seen things together at the X-Files. Things we can't deny. I should try and trust in you more, try not to be so skeptical."
Mulder turned in her arms. She remembered the X-Files. "If you weren't skeptical, you wouldn't be my Dana."
"Your arms are something I didn't know I was missing until you touched me." She whispered. "Make love to me Mulder, make this nightmare go away."
"I'm a vampire. I could cross you over," Mulder wanted Scully badly, but he didn't want to kill her. He still wasn't sure he could control his hunger.
"I have a feeling that if we make love, I'll remember more." Scully begged. "I want to remember everything."
"It's dangerous."
"You've never hurt me before." Her voice soft, genteel. "I trust you."
Mulder knew he couldn't make love to her in the open. They might get caught. He looked around quickly. There were bushes bordering the patio. Mulder pulled her into the bushes. There was a large ledge attached to a shuttered window. Mulder picked Scully up and placed her on the ledge. It was dark here. He couldn't see her eyes as they changed.
Mulder nestled between her legs and kissed Scully, this time letting her feel his hunger. His eyes began to change. He could feel the same amount of hunger from his lover. He wanted to taste her.
//Slowly, I have to go slowly. // Mulder reminded himself.
Something nagged in the middle of Mulder's mind. Something that he needed to remind her. "Are you sure you want to do this? You'll be committing adultery."
"I want to remember, if this can make me...." Scully reached out, unfastening Mulder's pants. Her hand went inside, caressing his hardness.
"Scully your married."
"I don't care. I didn't want to marry him. I wanted to marry you!" Her fingers remembered how to love Mulder. "In my dreams you loved me. Give me your love."
"I do love you. I want you to remember." He tried to fiddle with the back of her dress. It didn't help. He couldn't find the clasp. "How am I going to get all these clothes off of you?"
"You don't need to." Scully pulled up her skirt. Revealing the fact that even though she wore many petticoats, she wasn't wearing any underwear. Scully let go of his cock, and pulled him to her.
Mulder entered her slowly, carefully trying to control his hunger. His lover wrapped her legs around his body, pulling him even more inside her. He had missed this feeling. Of their bodies becoming one. He wanted to make this feeling last as long as he could. Mulder began to slowly thrust. As he did, he could feel his teeth grow.
Mulder couldn't help the groans he made as he thrusted. He could hear Scully chant, "Yes, Mulder. Oh goddess, don't stop!"
Mulder could smell Scully's blood. He tried to hold back as he loved her, but the blood scent was too strong. He had to taste his lover. Mulder's lips left hers, trailing their way to her neck. Mulder pulled her collar open. His teeth found her juggler vein. He could feel her blood pulse under his teeth. He bit down slowly. Scully screamed in orgasm. Mulder drank, just a taste. It was her; the taste of her blood was heavenly. He wanted to drink of this taste forever. As he pulled away from her neck, he came, his scream like the howl of a wolf.
Afterwards, they clung together. Not speaking, just holding. Mulder checked Scully's neck; she looked as if she had been pricked with a hatpin.
Finally Scully spoke. "Let's get the hell out of here."
The tone of Scully's voice made Mulder realized that the person known as Heather was gone. Mulder helped her off of the ledge. "Let's go."
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As they walked through the woods, Scully had a very hard time trying to keep up with Mulder. She had trouble breathing with the corset, and with the shoes she was wearing, it was almost impossible to walk fast. Mulder was very upset. Was he angry that she married Quentin? Would he ever forgive her?
"Mulder, wait for me, please."
Mulder stopped, and she ran to his side. She stood there for a moment, trying to catch her breath. "Why the hell did woman wear clothes as awful as this?"
"I have no idea." Mulder seemed preoccupied "You do look good in them."
Scully reached out to Mulder, touching him gently on the cheek. "I want to thank you for rescuing me."
"We're not safe yet." He reminded her. "When we're safe, I'll take you into my arms and hold you like you've never been held before."
"Can you slow down a bit?"
"Sure," He took the hand that was on his cheek, and they began to walk.
"What the hell are you doing with my wife!" Mulder heard Quentin Collins yell. He stood in their way on the path. There was a wild look in Quentin's eyes.
"Scully, run!" Mulder ordered.
"Not without you." Scully had just gotten Mulder back; she wasn't going to give him up so easily.
Mulder's eyes were serious. "This time, just do as I say. I can handle myself with him!"
There was something in Mulder's tone of voice that made Scully run. Quentin grabbed Mulder, pushing him hard in the face. Mulder fell to the ground, his nose bleeding.
"Heather is an innocent rose! I won't let you take her away from me!" Quentin yelled.
"It's too late! She remembers everything!" Mulder got to his feet, only to be hit again by his great-grandfather.
Suddenly Angelique appeared on the path in front of Scully. "You are too much of a bother."
"Leave me alone!" Scully said firmly. She wasn't going to let Angelique intimidate her. "I'm no longer a child you can beat into submission!"
Mulder couldn't believe that his partner had such courage in the face of the enemy. Mulder stood up; he pulled out his pentagram. That was enough to make Quentin back up. Mulder would be at his partner's side, supporting her.
"You were a troublesome child, and your trouble now!" Angelique hit Scully hard across the face. Scully fell to the ground. The witch raised her hand, and something like lightning hit Mulder square in the chest. Mulder wasn't sure what it was, but it hurt.
"Leave him alone!"
Angelique said a few words in French, from her hand shot out a green light. It hit Mulder, and made him gasp in agony. The light wouldn't stop. The pain throbbed though Mulder's body. "Do you like to see your lover suffer?"
"Scully, don't worry about me." Mulder gasped.
"The pain will increase until you die." Anqelique's eyes got bigger, and the light turned blue, the pain grew until Mulder found himself screaming. "I will have my revenge on you Fox Mulder."
"If I go with you, will you let him go?"
"If you come willingly, yes."
"I want your guarantee that you will not hurt him."
"Of course I won't, Dana."
Scully got to her feet. She turned to Mulder. "I know Angelique. I know she can kill you with the flick of her wrist. I have to go with her."
"No, Scully, No! I'm not worth it." Mulder gasped as the pain got worse.
"You mean everything to me Mulder." There were tears in her eyes. "I love you too much to let myself stand here and watch her kill you."
"Don't trust her." Mulder gasped.
"I have too." Scully turned to the witch. "Let him go. I'll come with you."
Suddenly the pain stopped. As it did, Dana Scully and Angelique disappeared.
"If I catch you on my Collins property again, I'll kill you!" Quentin threatened before walking off.
Mulder punched the ground, tears pouring down his cheeks. He had lost Scully. He got to his feet. Heartbroken, Mulder walked towards the old house.