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Weak in the Knees; chapter forty-seven

Title: Weak in the Knees

Author: Dhamphir

Fandom: X-Files

Pairing: Scully/OFC

Rating: NC-17

Please see previous posts for disclaimer/summary/notes. Special thanks to bara_brith and yellowsmurf6. As always, thanks to celievamp for the beta.

 

Chapter 47

 

It was a motley crew that arrived at the cars at the base of the bluff. The deputies muscled the struggling, though still silent, prisoner into the backseat of one of the department cruisers. Travers grabbed a rain poncho from his trunk and placed it on the driver’s seat of his cruiser to keep from messing it up. Since they were almost as muddy as the prisoner, Stratton and Whitcomb decided to ride back to the department together, so only one of the cruises got messed up. They were so muddy a couple of ponchos wouldn’t make a difference, so they were kind enough to loan their ponchos to Casper and Scully to protect their rental car seats.

 

“Thank you for the poncho,” Scully said.

 

“No problem, ma’am,” replied Stratton.

 

“But why didn’t you wear your rain ponchos today?”

 

Ashlee smiled, “They aren’t safe to wear on the ATVs. They could get caught.”

 

Scully nodded. “I see your point. We’ll follow you back to the office.”

 

***

 

Only a couple of miles down the road, Casper and Scully exchanged a surprised look when they saw Kensey’s feet suddenly came through the back driver’s side window. The patrol car quickly pulled over onto the side of the road. Casper pulled up behind them. By the time he and Scully got out of their car and approached the patrol car, Deputy Stratton and Deputy Whitcomb had managed to remove the kicking and flailing man from the back seat. Despite getting kicked a couple of times, the deputies managed to reconnect the chain to the shackles to the back of the belt and shortened it, effectively hogtieing him and preventing any further kicking. They literally picked him up and put him back in the back seat on his stomach.

 

Both cars were soon on their way down the road again.

 

At the sheriff’s department, the deputies pulled up and into the sally port. The outer door was low­ered and Whitcomb went inside to enlist the aid of a couple of the jailers. The prisoner was taken in; strip-searched and made to shower. Once he was cleared of the mud, he was given a black and white striped jumpsuit. He was then placed in an isolation cell. There he would stay until the feds transported him back to DC.

 

While the jailers got Kensey settled, Casper and Scully took care of the paperwork. That done, they finally headed back to the hotel to get cleaned up and put on clean clothes. They met for a late dinner and then returned to their respective rooms. Scully plugged in her dead cell phone to charge.

 

***

 

Dana’s cell phone woke her up.

 

“Scully.”

 

“Hey, it’s me.”

 

Dana smiled. “Hey, Jess.”

 

“Sorry if I woke you.”

 

“No, no. I’m glad you called. Any word on the plane?” she asked taking care of business first.

 

Jess smiled. “You’ll be able to fly back tomorrow.”

 

“Good.”

 

“How was your day?”

 

“Could have been worse. I’m afraid I got mud in places I didn’t know I had places,” she said with some mirth. “I took a shower before dinner and a long bath before going to bed. I’m still not sure I got it all.”

 

“Really? Well, perhaps someone should make sure.”

 

Dana’s eyebrow arched in reflex. “And just who would you recommend for the job?” she said playfully.

 

“Hmm, good question.” Jess’s tone changed from playful to seductive. “I’m available for the job.”

 

Dana’s heart fluttered and she felt warmed. “If only you really were. I wish you were here.”

 

“Dana?”

 

“Yes?”

 

“Close your eyes and listen to my voice.” She paused for a beat. “Are your eyes closed, Dana?”

 

Eyes closed, Dana smiled. “Yes, they are,” she answered softly.

 

“Good. Imagine me there; sitting next to you, on the edge of the bed. I reach down and oh so tenderly caress your cheek with the back of my fingers. As your breath slightly quickens, I lean down and place a soft kiss on your other cheek. I take a deep breath, taking in your natural scent. I kiss along your jaw line until I get to your ear. Then I breathe softly into your ear, ‘I love you.’ I pull back to look into your bright, blue eyes, before claiming your lips in a long, slow, deep kiss.” Jess could hear Dana’s breathing change.

 

A small whimper escaped Dana throat as she pictured, and felt, Jess there with her. “God, Jess... I wish you were here!”

 

“Dana?”

 

“Hmm?”

 

“Open your door.”

 

Dana frowned. “What?”

 

“Get out of bed and open your door.” Jess snapped her phone shut and waited as she heard Dana’s footsteps approach the door.

 

Dana unhooked the chain and opened the door to see Jess standing there with a beautiful, soft smile. She shot her hand out, grabbed Jess by the arm and quickly pulled her inside. Kicking the door shut she shoved Jess up against the wall and kissed her hungrily. Jess dropped her bag and wrapped her arms around Dana, holding her close, as she returned her kiss with equal fervor.

 

After a minute or so, Jess reached down with her left arm and scooped Dana’s legs up. As they continued to kiss she carried Dana to the bed and laid her down on it. She laid down on top of her, but quickly found herself rolled over onto her back as Dana kissed and nuzzled her neck and throat.

 

Dana’s deft hands made quick work of Jess’s clothes. Her pajamas quickly followed them onto the floor. When Jess started to roll Dana over again, the redhead put her hands on Jess’s shoulders and pressed down as she lifted her head to look at her. “Not this time,” she said.

 

The next thing Jess knew was that Dana’s fingers were inside her, moving and stimulating all those special places. She let out a moan which Dana swallowed as she reclaimed her mouth in a passion­ate kiss. Jess was completely lost in the sensations Dana was creating with her hands, lips and tongue. When Dana trailed kisses down to her breasts she sunk her hands in her fiery tresses. Every nerve in her body was alive. She was so close!

 

Dana could tell from the way Jess’s warm channel clenched at her fingers that her lover was close to coming. She settled her full weight on top of Jess and nipped at her earlobe. “That’s it... come for me, Jess... come for me because you’re mine...”

 

Dana’s hotly whispered words, especially her words of possessiveness, were like gasoline on fire. The heat within exploded, drowning out all thoughts, all words, all sounds. She didn’t even hear her own primal cry as her orgasm rocked her to the core.

 

Lying on top of Jess as she came was a like a thrill ride. Her body writhed and bucked, threatening to dislodge Dana. She simply held on and drew out Jess’s orgasm as long as she could. Finally the brunette collapsed into the mattress as her oxygen-starved body gasped for air. Dana gently with­drew her fingers, cleaned them with her tongue, and pulled Jess to her as she rolled to the side. She tenderly caressed a cheek as she gazed into the face of her lover... her lover who had fainted. 

 

When Jess came to, she settled into Dana’s embrace. There was so much she wanted to say, but her mind had turned to mush. Only one thought made it past the fog of befuddlement. “I love you, Dana,” she whispered. She felt her lover’s arms tighten around her and her lips press a kiss to her forehead.

 

“I love you, too, Jess.”

 

She took a slow, deep breath. “Guess I passed out.” She didn’t mistake the feel of Dana’s lips curling into a smile where they rested against her forehead. As blood flow slowly returned to parts of her brain she pulled back just enough to be able to look at Dana. “Feeling proud of ourselves, are we?”

 

Dana blushed but didn’t contain her smile or the mirth in her eyes. “Actually...”

 

Jess chuckled lightly as she laid her head back on Dana’s shoulder. “You should be... That’s never happened to me before.”

 

Dana answered with a squeeze of her arms. “Well, I guess we’re even then, since it never happened to me before yesterday morning in the shower.”

 

Jess shifted to lean on her elbow and look down at Dana. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?”

 

Dana gazed intently into sparkling grey eyes. “I hope it’s half of what you do to me.” She took Jess’s hand and placed it palm down over her heart, covering it with her own. “I feel alive with you, Jess.”

 

Jess’s insides were flooded with a soul-warming heat. She lowered her head and gently captured Dana’s mouth with her own. She spent the best part of the next hour worshipping her lover.

 

***

 

Dana woke and found herself wrapped around and spooning Jess. Yes, she loved being held by Jess, but it felt just as good to hold the younger woman as well. Whether in Jess’s arms, or Jess in hers, being with her was the way things were supposed to be. She knew that with a certainty that came from her soul. “I love you, Jess,” she whispered before placing a kiss on her shoulder.

 

Jess woke up just in time to hear Dana’s softly whispered words. She pressed back against the warm and curvy body behind her. “I love you, too,” she sleepily replied. She felt Dana’s arm tight­en around her. “Is it time to get up yet?”

 

Dana glanced over her shoulder at the clock radio. “Not yet.”

 

“Good. I don’t want to move.”

 

Dana nuzzled her neck.

 

“Mmmm...” Jess smiled.

 

“Do you want to go back to sleep?”

 

Jess let out an amused chuckle. “Like that’s likely to happen – especially with you fondling my breast.”

 

Dana stopped squeezing the breast in her hand. “I can stop.”

 

Jess shifted, turning in Dana’s arms to face her. “Not unless you want to.”

 

Dana looked deep into sparkling grey eyes. “I don’t want to stop. I like touching you,” she replied as her hand traveled down her side and rested on her hip.

 

Jess leaned into Dana. “And I like the way you touch me,” she whispered before their lips met in a kiss. She moaned as Dana’s hands sought out and found all the places that made her melt.

 

***

 

When the alarm did go off the two women got up. Dana quirked an eyebrow as she watched Jess pull on her clothes from the night before. Jess smiled when she saw her lover’s expression. “I’m going to go to my room and take a shower.” With a deliberate look at Dana’s state of undress she added, “Because if I don’t, I doubt either of us will be ready on time.” She picked up her bag. “I’ll meet you and John in the restaurant.”

 

Dana returned her smile. “You’re probably right. See you shortly.” She turned and entered the bathroom.

 

***

 

John was surprised to see Jessica walk into the restaurant. He stood up as she approached the table and gave her a quick hug before they both sat down. “What are you doing here?”

 

“I came on the transport plane. I thought I might take a crack at Kensey on the way back; see if I can get him to talk.”

 

“He’s been pretty combative and uncooperative.” He paused for a beat. “And does the Director know you’re here?” he asked with a suspicious tone.

 

“That is a good question,” Dana added as she arrived.

 

Jess smiled at both her companions. “Yes, I have the Director’s permission to be here. I just wish the plane could have been ready sooner than it was.”

 

“When do you want to pick up Kensey and fly out?” John asked.

 

“Doesn’t really matter. All you really need to do is drop me and pilots off at the airport on the way so we’re ready for you when you pick up Kensey.”

 

“What airport?”

 

“Southern Illinois. I’m sure you’ve seen the sign. It’s about halfway between here and Murphysboro on Route 13.”

 

“Oh, yeah.”

 

Jess looked up and saw the two pilots enter. She waved them over. She made the introductions all around. Agent Marks and Agent Denison joined them for breakfast.

 

After breakfast all the agents checked out of the hotel and left.

 

 

Chapter 48...



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Tags: character: dana scully, character: jessica morgan, character: ofc, fandom: x-files, fic, pairing: scully/morgan, pairing: scully/ofc, rating: nc17, weak in the knees
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