Title: That's Entertainment Author: cratkinson E-mail: cratkinson@mail.com Website: www.geocities.com/cratkinsonflynn Archive: Yes, please just let me know where Feedback: Please! Spoilers: First Person Shooter Rating: PG-13? I don't know. Classification: Post-Ep - Missing scene, actually Keywords: MSR, RST Disclaimer: These characters belong to Chris Carter, 1013 Productions and Fox Television. No infringement is intended. Summary: Another "what really happened in the module before the Lone Gunmen opened the door," but this is what REALLY happened. It's short - they didn't have much time. Author's Notes: This was written simply for my own satisfaction. I needed it. Remember Gillian Anderson saying that all the sexual tension on the show would more likely be resolved with an explosion than with romance? This was the perfect moment to prove that theory - and they dropped the ball. So I am just picking it up and doing what should have been done in the first place. ~~~~~~~~~~ That's Entertainment by Cratkinson ~~~~~~~~~~ She watched as another armored tank took shape in the smoke remaining from the last explosion. The woman who appeared soon after was unharmed. Scully took a better grip on her weapon and began to fire. She saw a tremor run through the image in front of her, the details blurring, colors and objects pixelizing. Her finger pulled the trigger again, and just as she realized that she was out of ammunition, Mulder shouted. She risked a glance over her shoulder and saw that he had managed to wrench the door to the module up a few feet. She looked back at the tank. It had nearly disappeared, the images all around them deteriorating rapidly. She felt Mulder's hand on her arm and dived with him into the module just as the game faded into white noise and the door slammed shut. She sat on her heels for a brief moment, hands braced on her thighs, breathing hard. She was kneeling between Mulder's outstretched legs and he was sitting up straight, leaning toward her, close enough that she could feel his hard breath on her chin. She watched him reach up and pull off his glasses. His eyes drilled into hers, wild and hot. She felt heat race through her, aided on its journey by the adrenalin pumping through her system. She thought to herself that she should stand up, should check on him, should just move or blink or yell. What she did was launch herself at him, wrapping her arms around his head and sending them both to the floor. His arms came up around her back as her lips met his in a kiss that was hard and passionate and starved. Their mouths devoured each other, tongues plunging, teeth bumping, heads roving - seeking a better fit, closer contact, more skin. She shifted, never allowing their mouths to part, placing her knees on either side of his hips. She braced her hands on his bare shoulders and pushed away from him just enough to look at him. He stared at her, panting and thrusting his hips, each thrust lifting her slightly. He lifted his head from the floor to recapture her mouth, but she pulled away just a bit more and made a negating sound. He waited, never releasing her eyes. She reveled in his fierce look for a moment longer and then showed him some ferocity of her own, taking his lower lip between her teeth and biting down. It was enough to make him snarl and smother her mouth with his. He brought his hands up to thread his strong fingers through her hair and take control of their kiss, pulling their mouths even closer together. Their bodies heaved against each other and blood roared in her ears. Through the deafening sound of her own heartbeat, she finally heard enough to break away from him, his hands sliding through her hair as she rolled to the side. She looked over at him as he took a deep breath and blew it out, slipping his sunglasses back on and letting his hand fall limply to the floor. She sat up and braced herself on her hands just as the door rolled up, revealing the relieved faces of their friends. As she stared blankly at them, trying to get her breath and body back under her own control, she felt Mulder sitting up slowly beside her. "THAT'S entertainment," he declared. ~~~~~~~~~~ end, That's Entertainment