TITLE:   Conhouse - Chapter Five
e-mail Address:  ErinStone1@aol.com
RATING: Back to R
CATEGORY:  Scully/Slash
SPOILERS: None
Keywords:  Scully Slash/Other Romance
Summary:  none

Disclaimer: Fox, Chris Carter and 1013 own them ALL, ***except Lena Conhouse,
she's mine, and of course, Wanda, who is mine in the literal sense.***

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Scully made her way up the steps, trying to regain her composure and look
pointedly innocent as she crossed the room to open the door for Mulder.

"I expected to see you in your bathing suit Scully."

"Well Mulder, the day is young."

He sat his bag down on the tile entryway floor. "Where's Conhouse?"

"Downstairs, I think she's putting on a bathing suit."

"Are we going out on the boat?"

"I imagine so, yes."

They didn't noticed Lena until she spoke, "You two look like a Calvin Klein
ad." She meant it. Mulder was dressed in jeans and a white tee shirt just as
Scully was. Lena sighed inwardly, thinking to herself, 'I have the 'Wetdream
Poster Children' in my living room'. 

Mulder smiled at her, "Don't hate us because we're beautiful..." 

"Not a chance." She said,  "I'm passive aggressive. I'll just silently resent
you until my stomach is a knotted mass of anger." 

Scully noticed that Lena had indeed changed her suit, but the new one was very
much like the other. She had forgone the jeans and was wearing a beach towel
around her hips instead. 

"Are we going on the lake tour?" Mulder asked.

"Yep, I already have a cooler and some food out on the barge. Oh, and fishing
equipment. You two do fish, don't you?"

They stared at her, Mulder's mouth moved slightly, but nothing came out.

"Alrighty, well, my little mimes, we'll work on that later."

"Same room assignments as last night, right?" Mulder was heading toward the
steps.

Lena and Scully glanced quickly at each other. Scully said, "Yeah."

"Okay, be right back." Mulder practically skipped down the steps.

Lena turned to Scully, "They grow up so quickly." She had a mock look of pride
on her face.

Scully rolled her eyes at her, "I should go get my suit on."

"Seeing you in a bathing suit should just about kill me." 

Scully looked toward the steps quickly checking for Mulder. She then turned
back to Lena, grabbed her by her toweled waist and pulled her close. She
rubbed her cheek to Lena's and licked her ear lobe, whispering, "I don't know
how I'm going to get through this day without throwing you down and ravishing
you."

Lena's eyes were closed, she looked pained, "You just made me blow out another
pair of bottoms." 

Scully laughed lightly and headed downstairs to change. 

As she passed the guest room door Mulder stuck his head out, "Scully?"

"Yeah?"

"If I were Frohike I'd have passed out up there."

Scully smiled at him, "She got to you huh?"

"She'd get to a dead man in that bathing suit."

"Yes well, she is attractive."

"No, Scully, Bambie was attractive, Conhouse is =stunning=."

"Smart is sexy Mulder. Lena is brilliant, Bambie had a bug fetish. There's a
difference."

"Ouch..." and he winced, and was gone behind the door once again.

Scully should have been upset. She should have been angry at Mulder's
objectification of Lena. But, she wasn't. 

She was pleased. 

She thought, ironically, 'Mulder thinks my girlfriend is hot'. The thought
made her laugh aloud. The word 'girlfriend' made her laugh aloud as well. Such
a nondescript word for such a complicated, emotionally enormous, inexplicably
hot thing - not to mention a little 'Jan Brady-ish'.

Mulder was back upstairs in a pair of bathing trunks and a towel wadded up in
his hands. Lena was back to paying bills as she waited for them to get ready.

"Hey cute man, why don't you grab a couple CD's from the rack to take on the
barge?"

"You actually trust my musical judgement?"

"Hey, I bought all those CD's. You'd have a rough time picking something I
don't like."

Mulder ran a finger along the ample CD selection and pulled one out. "I LOVE
THIS!"

"What?"

"Earth, Wind and Fire, Greatest hits Live. This is perfect boating music."

"I pictured you as more of a 'Violent Femmes' kinda guy."

Scully came up the steps in a two piece black number that stopped both Lena
and Mulder's breath.

"What?" she said, looking at Mulder, a little agitated.

"Nothing. It's just... you look good in black, small... black." Mulder said,
not wanting her to feel self conscious, but physically unable to stop staring.

She eyed him warily. "Thank you Mulder."

Lena was flustered. She wanted to rip the small suit off of Scully's sweet
little frame and bury herself in the beautiful pale skin. She tried to cover
up by saying, "I guess we're ready, let's go float."

Mulder passed Scully with his CD selections and she followed him down. Lena
watched her take the steps. 'How do I get you alone Dana... Jesus.' She was
blurry eyed with lust. She leaned over to Scully and asked if she had a
current CPR certification.  Scully glanced over her shoulder at her, a sly
smile at the corner of her mouth. The look made Lena hotter. 'Hope we live...'
she thought.

The group climbed onto the pontoon boat, Wanda taking her spot in the center,
lying prone across the floor.

Lena steered the boat a lap around the small lake, pointing out the good
fishing spots. She was the only person to build a home on the lake, and she
thought of it as hers. She had purchased all of the surrounding acreage to
make certain no one else would be able to build nearby.

"What do you catch out here?"  Mulder asked. He started to tinker with one of
the fishing poles Lena had set out for them as she pulled out into the middle
of the lake and dropped anchor.

"Bass mostly, some blue gill and sunfish.  I've seen pike in here from time to
time, but I've never caught one."

"Does the lake have a name?" Scully asked.

"Not really. It's too small to even show up on most maps. When I got the
survey and assessment for the property it was labeled 'Lake 41'."

"Okay," Mulder walked to the front of the boat with a fishing pole. "How does
this thing work?"

"It's a thumb release trigger, you push here and cast. There are worms under
the back seat in a white container."

"Worms?" Mulder wrinkled his nose.

Lena smiled at him. "I'll put one on for you, how does that sound?" She
grabbed the container and loaded Mulder's hook. "Okay, you're ready to go. You
want to cast, without hooking the ones you love, of course, and then just keep
an eye on the bobber."

Mulder let the line fly.  

"Nice job Mulder. Now just reel in a little until you hear a click." She
looked at Scully. "Do you want to fish too little white girl?"

Scully gave her a broad smile. "No thanks, I'll watch."

"Fair nuf." Lena dug around in her tackle box and pulled out a lure. She put
it on her line and leaned the pole against the driver's chair. She unhooked
the towel from around her waist and leaned over to lay it across the long back
chair of the boat. When she turned to walk up front she noticed that Scully
had been staring at her ass over the top of her sunglasses. 

She looked at Mulder. He was busy reeling his line in. She took the
opportunity to lean down and whisper into Scully's ear. "Were you staring at
my ass Ms. Scully?" 

"Yes, I was." Scully was whispering too, keeping one eye on Mulder.

"Maybe we can work out a lap dance later, would you like that?" Lena winked at
her and stood to arrange her fishing pole.

Scully smiled slightly and looked to the sky, taking a much needed deep
breath. How could this woman go from baiting a hook one second to reducing her
to molten lust the next? Her eyes slipped shut and she let herself imagine a
very naked Lena sitting on her lap, rotating her hips...

"I got one!"  Mulder yelled, scaring the daylights out of both the women and
sending Wanda skittering for safety.

Lena walked up behind him. "Good deal! Set the hook in the fish's mouth by
pulling up firmly, =but gently= on the line Mulder, and then start reeling."

Excitement gripped Mulder and he yanked the pole up with enough force to
launch the space shuttle. The hooked fish shot out of the water and was
launched into the sky. It wiggled erratically, liberating itself from the hook
in mid air. The line, complete with empty hook and bobber, landed on the
fiberglass roof of the pontoon's sunshade and the fish landed back in the
water, next to the boat with a 'smack'.

Lena stood up from her terrorized crouching position and pried Mulder's hand
from the fishing pole. She looked at him seriously while carefully reeling in
the line, "That went well."

Scully howled.

Lena continued on, "Maybe we should just sit and relax for a while 
Mr. Spasmatic, ya think?"

Mulder was chuckling. "I'm sorry Lena, I didn't mean to scare you." He laughed
a little harder. "You should have seen the look on your face."


Lena could not resist the urge to tease him further. "Would that be the
'Mulder is gonna hook me in the tender meats' look? Or the 'a fish is coming
at me like a fucking dart' look?" She shook her head slightly, "Can you
recall?"

She noted with joy that her comments rendered Mulder a temporary asthmatic.
Tears streamed down his cheeks. Her face remained stoic, making Mulder laugh
harder. Lena turned to see Scully bent over, holding her stomach.

She shrugged. "I need a glass of wine."  Lena opened the cooler and pulled out
a bottle of Chardonnay and a corkscrew.  She opened the bottle quickly and
poured out three half-full glasses. She handed one to each of her recovering
victims then sat back and sipped on her own.

A ringing started somewhere. Scully looked at Mulder, "Did you actually bring
your phone out here?"

Mulder looked sheepish, "Yeah. I had it hidden in my towel." He walked over to
where his towel was wadded up and pulled out his phone.  

"Mulder."

Scully looked at Lena, shaking her head. Lena smiled at her. She really liked
Mulder, but she hoped that this call would take him away, if just for the rest
of the day. She wanted Scully all to herself.

"Now is not a good time Frohike."

Lena was startled to get a very strong stream of thought from Dana, ~yes it
is... it's a great time...~. She looked over to her, raising her eyebrows and
smiled.

"And it can't wait?"

~nope...~

"This better be good. Tell Byers I'll be there in a little while."

Mulder hung up and looked at the women. "Is it okay with you two if I take a
rain check on dinner?"

Lena squeezed every cell in her body trying to look disappointed. "Dissing us
for some guy, huh?"

"No, it's not like that, believe me. These friends of ours..." he looked at
Scully.

"Yours Mulder." She replied, pointedly.

"Ok, mine. They're onto a little hacking deal that could get me into the
pentagon's internal database."

"Mulder, that's illegal."  Scully looked slightly disgusted. "Don't let those
three take you down that path."

"They're harmless Scully."


"Hacking into federal computer systems is anything but harmless Mulder."

"Don't worry, I won't let them do anything stupid."

"So you're going to protect them from themselves?"  Scully wasn't buying it,
and as much as she wanted him to go, she didn't want to spend Sunday bailing
him out of jail.

"I promise I'll be careful."

Lena walked to the front of the boat and pulled up the anchor. "I should
probably get Ms. Thing out of the sun anyway, I can smell burning flesh." She
turned around and winked at Scully.

"Thanks, sorry about this." Mulder really did look sorry.

"It's ok, just make good on your rain check." She smiled at him, turned the
engine on and made for the dock.

"Can we go over the files I brought with me on Monday?"

"Sure, I can come to your office first thing, if you'd like."

"That would be great."

"Consider it done."

A minute or two later Lena docked the boat and tied it up. Scully said goodbye
to Mulder and excused herself to go take a shower. Lena followed Mulder into
the guestroom as he gathered his things. "For what it's worth Lena, I had a
great day."

"I'm glad."

"Honestly, I haven't laughed like that in a long time, and I've =never= heard
Scully laugh like that. She really likes you."

"Good, I like her, and you too, even though you tried to fish me to death."

He chuckled a little. She followed him up the steps and to the door.  "See you
Monday?"

"Yep, first thing. Have fun hacking."


Mulder waited until he was on the highway to pull out his phone and call
Frohike.

"What do you want Mulder?"

"I'm calling to thank you."

"No problem. What did we get you out of?"

"A 'third wheel' afternoon."

"Huh?"

"I think Agent Scully has finally found someone worthy Frohike. Someone even
you'd approve of."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I didn't want to hang around and hold up the process."

"What's his name?"

"None of your business."

"That's harsh Mulder."

"Talk to you later Frohike."

"Hey wait, the offer to spend the afternoon tip toeing through Pentagon
records is still open Mulder."

"Sorry, that's illegal."

"Right. Bye."


Mulder hung up and took a deep sigh. He hoped that Lena hadn't been able to
tell his quick exit was a rouse. He thought he had blocked it from her well
enough, and even if she had known what he was up to she didn't give it away.

He shouldn't have listened to Scully's messages at her apartment. But she was
in the shower and he honestly did think he'd hear his own voice and erase the
message for her. 

But it had been Lena's voice on the machine, not his.

And then, being here with them together this morning, he became aware of their
attraction to one another. He thought about the way Scully looked at Conhouse.
He could tell she was falling. 

His Scully. 

She had never looked at him that way. 

There had been times when he wanted to tell her he loved her, but he knew in
his heart that it wouldn't be right. She deserved the undivided attention of
someone who loves her. He loved her, more than he had ever loved anyone, but
could never promise to make her the central focus of his life.

Conhouse could be that person. He was suddenly washed in a flow of muddy
emotion, jealousy, fear...  but most of all, sadness.   

It was time for him to let Scully go.

To give her a fair shot at being happy.

He could tell from the look in her eyes.

His Scully.

Was in love. 

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