Sunflower Seed Revelation

Title: Sunflower seed revelation

Author: D.Smulder4u

Distribution: Anywhere, as long as my name remains attached

and it's archived in its entirety.

Classification: X, A, stand-alone, MSR

Rating: NC-17 for sexual content and language.

Spoilers: None, bit cancer-arch

Summary: Mulder and Scully investigate a case of killed farmers in Kansas. It's very hot in Kansas!!!

Author's Notes and Acknowledgments: Mind candy, love and fluff. This is more MSR than anything else. You have been warned, if you are looking for a case file, look elsewhere. That's my first publishing. Please give me some feedback if it's any good at all. Feedback to <dsmulder4u@gmail.com>

Disclaimer: Not mine, sadly never will be. The characters belong to CC and DD and GA and Fox Broadcasting. 

August, 5th 1997

Somewhere in Kansas

104 degrees – hottest day of the year

We have been partners for 5 years now and I have to say I think I knew nearly everything about my partner. I know how he thinks and his habits and flaws. I know about his strange and unhealthy sleeping habits, some of his fantasies, regarding the video collection that isn't his, as well as his nourishment likes and dislikes. For example his sunflower seed obsession which annoyed me at first but came to fascinate me more and more. Not that I am constantly complaining about where he drops the shells or that they literally everywhere to be found where he dwells. "Mulder." I tell him. "Whenever I have to find you, I just have to follow your seed tracks, like a stream of bread crumbs." He just chuckles and gives me a goofy smile. God, how I adore this sheepish look. Ups, stop it Dana, this feeling has to be shoved right back where it came from. A silent question formed in my mind "What does he feel about me? Is he dreaming and thinking about me in the same way?" This might be the only thing that I might never really know about him. His emotions always puzzled me. Even if I was quite good in reading his face but reading his emotional mind is impossible. Oh, how I would like to find out as well as reading his long, smooth and exquisite body. Stop that Dana!!! Get a grip on yourself!!! The best way to cope with that is to distract my thoughts and my already responding body while thinking about Fox Mulder, is to concentrate at the work at hand.

Our new case leads us to Kansas, for me the most boring state of all 50, regarding it's small towns and agriculture as far as the eye can see. More so, it is the freaking hottest day of the year. It's so hot that you start sweating by just sitting in a chair. Well, well, what should I complain about. At least I get out of the office and those nice little weird stakeouts are fun, especially with my partner in a good mood. We have found newspaper articles about strange unexplainable deaths of 4 farmers after bringing in the harvest of their corn fields. The local coroner couldn't find any traces of pharmaceuticals or chemicals in the victim's blood system. There wasn't even a cause of death at hand. Mulder wants me to have a look at the bodies whereas he interviews the families and has a closer look to the farming tools.

After rereading the files of the local coroner over and over again as well as examining the 4 victims myself, I found nothing new and I am really tired now. I head back to our motel, which was not one of the very crappy ones we often have to stay in, this one is clean and has nice big rooms and thankfully a bathroom with a huge tub. God, I need a bath right now, even if it is a cooling one. I quickly led some nice tepid water into the tub und opened my suitcase to get my clean and fresh night gown. Yeah, you heard it right, a night gown. I don't really know why I brought it this time, regarding the fact that I always bring my silk pajamas. I guess I was in the mood for it. But when I am true to myself I remember buying it in a very aware thinking of Mulder and what he find would look nice on me. It is black and has lace on the top part surrounding my breasts and the rest is ancle long and made of the softest silk I have ever had on my body. I really feel sexy and like a woman when I wear it. But what I really found amusing when I got it out of my suitcase was when it unfolded that sunflower seed fell to the floor. Funny, how he is in my most intimate part of clothing without ever knowing that I have it. They must have fallen out of his trench coat pocket yesterday morning, when he was in my apartment waiting for me to finish packing. He often throws his coat in my bed when he his waiting for me. Maybe he didn't recognize it and just threw it over my half-open suitcase.