Title: Someone Else
Author: Erin M. Blair
E-Mail: eblair@sonic.net
Classification: SRA-Story, Romance, Angst
Content: Scully/Other, Mulder/Scully Romance.
Alternate Universe.
Spoiler: X-Files Fight The Future Movie. Small 
spoilers for The End, Travelers, Never Again 
and Pusher.
Rating: PG
Archive: OK to archive at: Gossamer, Xemplary, 
and EMXC. All others: I won't say no, but please 
ask me first. Please forward to ATXC. 
Disclaimer: The characters of Fox Mulder and Dana
Scully are not mine. They belong to Chris Carter,
1013 Productions, and the FOX network. No infringement
is intended. However, the character of Mulder's cousin,
David Mulder, is mine. All mine. =)
Summary: Scully finds a secret from Mulder's past, 
and befriends Mulder's cousin. Mulder's jealous, and 
he vows to win Scully back.  

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SOMEONE ELSE
Written by: Erin M. Blair *eblair@sonic.net*
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FBI Headquarters
J. Edgar Hoover Building
Washington DC
Monday, 11:30 a.m.

"I heard that Diana Fowley is doing much better," one of
the agents remarked behind an unsuspecting Dana Scully as 
she was waiting for the elevator. 

A sense of jealousy stirred within her, but Scully
pushed it down. She looked at the elevator and she tried
not to think of Mulder and Agent Fowley together. After
everything that had happened between them in Dallas and
Antarctica, she was sure that he loved her. "So?" 

"She's doing much better. I thought your partner would
have told you that his ex-wife was all right," a female
agent said in a mocking tone. 

*Ex-wife?*, thought Scully. She was shocked about this 
information, and she wondered why Mulder hadn't told her
about this. She was hurt, but she decided to be strong. *Don't
let them see your emotions.* "When was this?" 

"1990," said Agent Deborah Andrews. She was an attractive, 
young brunette straight out of Quantico. However, she had 
heard a lot about Mulder and Scully as they were one of the hot
topics in the bureau. "She got transferred to Europe during 
their marriage."

*If she got transferred to Europe during their marriage, then
he probably still has feelings for her,* Scully thought. She
wanted to get away. She knew that she should confront Mulder 
about this, but she didn't want to face him today. "Excuse me, 
I have to go now." She decided to walk towards the lobby, and
to her car. *How come he never told me that he used to be married 
to her?* 

Scully wanted to go somewhere where no one knew her. *Let him 
worry.*

As Scully walked off, she heard one of the agents said
to the other, "Gee, Deborah, she looked awfully upset. I 
wonder if she has it bad for Agent Mulder."

Casey's Bar
Washington DC
Monday, Noon

"One more," Scully replied, as she downed a glass 
of vodka. This wasn't her typical behavior and she
knew it. *Well, as long as it cheers me up, who cares
what people think?*

"Are you sure?" the female, blonde haired bartender 
asked. "You had two glasses already." She looked at the 
woman seated in front of her. She looked as though the 
world had come to an end. "Bad day?" 

"Yes," Scully answered curtly. She didn't notice 
a man walked in, and sat down beside her. 

"A man?" the bartender asked as she poured a drink 
for the man sitting next to Scully, and handing it him. 

"No."

"Work?" the bartender asked again.

"Yes," Scully replied, with a frown. "One more." 

The man beside her looked at her side profile, and 
asked. "Have you thought about leaving?" 

"I had thought about it recently, but I 
changed my mind," Scully replied. "No. No. 
I like what I'm doing." She sighed. "I 
found something about my partner."

"Oh?" said the man. He was curious about the 
red-haired woman sitting beside him. "What did 
he do?"

*Why is he so concerned?* Scully drew a deep breath
and answered, "He never told me that he was married 
before. I thought that he *trusted* me." She was 
fingering the smooth surface of her empty glass.

David Mulder had never seen a woman so depressed over
the fact that her partner hadn't told her that he was
married. David looked like his cousin, Fox Mulder, with his
brown hair and hazel eyes. "It's not a matter of trust. 
Some guys don't like telling the other because of fear. 
Fear of what the other will do." He paused. "He probably 
was trying to protect you from this." 

"He's known to do that," Scully said, with a sigh. 

David was interested in knowing more about 
this beautiful woman sitting beside him. "What's 
your name?"

"Dana," Scully answered. "What's your name?

"I'm David," David said, with a smile. His eyes twinkled 
with curiosity. *What is her last name?* "Dana 
what?"

"Dana Scully," Scully replied. "What's yours?"

"David Mulder," David replied. He looked 
delighted to see her. "I was transferred 
from the FBI Field Office in San Francisco." 

"Really?" Scully replied, shocked. "You aren't related
to Fox Mulder, are you?" *Mulder hadn't told me
anything about his cousin.*

"I'm his cousin," David said, with a smile. "Why?" 

"I was curious." Scully paused for a moment,
and then decided to ask. "How old are you?" 

"I'm younger than him by three years," David 
replied. "My birthday is February 22."

"You are a day older than I am," Scully said,
with a smile. "Must be fate."

David smiled at Scully's comment. *Maybe she's
right. It's fate...* 

"I think that I'd better drive you home. Where do you 
live?" David asked, concerned. He'd noticed
that she'd had a few drinks. 

"Georgetown," Scully said, as she started to slur
her words, though they were still clear. "I haven't had 
this much to drink in a long time." She felt 
lightheaded as she started to get up from the stool. 

"It looks that way," David remarked, as he helped 
her off the stool. "You're going to have a huge 
hangover in the morning." 

"Thanks, David," Scully replied. She 
paused. "Are you a doctor?" 

"No, I'm not a doctor. I remember what happens when 
one drinks like that," David replied. "I'd been to
a few college parties in my time."

"Oh, that explains it." 

En Route to the X-Files Basement Office
FBI Headquarters
J. Edgar Hoover Building
Monday, 1:00 p.m.

Fox Mulder was becoming increasingly worried. It had been over
three hours, and Scully still hasn't shown up for work. 
*Where's Scully?* He looked at his watch, and sighed. 
*This isn't like her to be late. She's always 
punctual.* He finally remembered that he forgot to pick up 
his lookalike cousin. *I forgot all about David.*

"Mulder, I would like to talk with you," said a 
familiar male voice. 

Mulder turned around, and saw Jeffrey Spender. He
groaned inwardly. He'd never liked this young agent, and 
he could tell that Agent Jeffrey Spender didn't think 
too much of him either. "Oh, it's you." 

"I'm here to apologize."

"Oh, really?" Mulder asked, unconvinced. 

"I saw that huge case report from what happened in
Antarctica," Spender replied. "I'm impressed. Did you
really see a flying saucer?"

"Yes, I did. I was there to save Scully's life."

Spender drew a sigh. "I know that." He paused. "I
know that she had a virus. It was in the case
report that Agent Scully had written."

"Which was caused by an alien infected bee," Mulder
said. "I gave her the vaccine. If I hadn't..." 
He didn't want to think of the possibility of losing
her again. "I never want to lose her." 

"Do you have feelings towards Agent Scully?" 

"That's not your business," Mulder answered. 

"You're in denial. It's plain as day that you have
feelings for her. I know a lot about these things. I know
that I don't like you and probably shouldn't even be saying
this, but I think that you should be honest with your 
feelings," Spender said.  He paused. "Mulder, I know that we 
haven't exactly been the best of friends. I want to let you know 
how sorry I am about how I acted towards you especially now 
since Agent Fowley and I will be working alongside you and Agent 
Scully."

"Thank you. I accept your apology."

"Have you told Agent Scully about how you feel?"

"I told her how much I felt towards her. Scully knows
that I'm in love with her," Mulder answered. 

"Are you sure?" 

"I'm positive. I told her before she was stung," Mulder
said, with a sigh. He remembered feeling her warm lips on his,
and how his heart quickened at the thought of their
almost kiss. "Also, I told her when we were in Antarctica."
He looked at his watch again. "Where is she?"

"She hasn't come in yet?" Spender asked. He noticed a young
female agent with long, brown hair and deep brown eyes walking
towards Mulder and Spender. "Have you seen Agent Scully?" 

"Not since eleven-thirty," Deborah answered. "Why?"

"I've been waiting for her. We're supposed to go over
a case together," Mulder replied. His face was flushed 
with concern for Scully. He took out his cell phone
and began to dial Scully's phone number.

Dana Scully's apartment
Georgetown, MD
Monday, 1:00 p.m.

David dropped Scully off at her apartment. "Are you sure
that you're going to be all right?"

"I'll be fine," Scully said, in a low voice. They were 
at the door of her apartment. "Thanks for driving 
me home." Her words were almost slurred, but they 
were clear. 

"I think that I'd better go inside.  Just to make sure that
you can handle yourself," David said, as he was worried that
Scully might not be feeling good right now. He helped her open
the door.

"I'm fine," Scully said, with a sigh. "You don't have 
to worry about me. Besides, I hardly know you." 

"All right. I'll go." He paused. "Can I call you to see 
if you're all right?"

"Sure," Scully said, as she wrote her phone number on
the sheet of blue stationary. She handed it to him. 

"Great," David said, with a smile. "I'll check with 
you tomorrow."

They said their goodbyes, and Scully walked towards her
bedroom. She took off her clothes, and put on her favorite
blue nightshirt. 

Scully went to bed, as she decided not to return to work 
that day. She couldn't help but think about David 
Mulder. He had dropped her off after making sure that 
she was all right. *What a gentleman,* thought Scully. She 
heard the phone ring. *I'm not going to answer it. This 
pounding headache is killing me.* 

En Route to the X-Files Basement Office
Monday, 1:10 p.m. 

"She's not answering," Mulder replied, as he
turned off his cell phone. "I have to see 
what's wrong with her."

"I'm sure she's all right," Jeffrey answered.
"She can take care of herself. You know she 
can. Don't worry about it." He paused. "Why 
are you so paranoid?"

"If your partner had been abducted by a maniac
and was missing for three months, you'd be 
protective of her," Mulder said, as he drew
a deep breath. "I'm sure that you'd heard 
about it."

"I remember hearing about it," Spender replied. He
noticed that Mulder was walking towards the lobby. 
"Where are you going?" 

"I'm going to see Scully."

Scully's Apartment
Georgetown, MD
Same day, 2:00 p.m.

David was walking up to the door of Scully's 
apartment to get his jacket when he saw his 
cousin. "Fox?"

"David, what are you doing here?"

"Nice way to welcome me back to Washington DC
after five years at the San Francisco FBI office,"
David remarked, as he fixed his tie nervously. "You
forgot about me..."

"I'm sorry for forgetting you, David. I had been
worried about my partner," Mulder said, with a sigh.

"Who's she?"

"Scully," Mulder said, as he saw his cousin's 
questionable expression. "Special Agent Dana 
Scully. This is her apartment door." He paused.
"Why are you here? You haven't answered my question."

"Dana's your partner... She told me a lot about her
partner, and I had no idea it was you!"

"Like what?"

"The fact that you were married to Agent Fowley. I 
had no idea that you were. We used to be so close,
Fox. What happened?"

"You know what happened, David," Mulder said, with
a frown. "I don't have to tell you all the details. Do
I?"

"No, you don't. I don't understand why you're so 
blind when it comes to that beautiful partner of
yours..."

"I'm not blind."

"Yes, you are. If she were my partner, I would have
revealed my feelings towards her... I would have
done anything in my power for her to be mine." David
paused, as he looked into his cousin's expression. "Do
you want to lose her?"

"I'm not going to lose her," Mulder said, with 
determination. "She knows that I love her."

"Are you sure?" David asked, skeptically. "You weren't
there at Casey's Bar, were you?" 

Mulder's hazel eyes narrowed as he looked at David. "No,
I wasn't there. Ever since I got back from Antarctica, I
haven't felt like having a drink." He paused. "Scully and
I were too busy."

"I bet."

"Looks like she's not answering the door," remarked 
Mulder. "I'm sure that you'd already rang the bell."

David nodded. "Yes." He paused. "Dana had several shots 
of vodka last night."

"Why?"

"Fox, you're so blind that you can't see the truth in 
front of you," David said, with a shrug. "Dana loves 
you. She's hurt that you hadn't confided in her." He 
paused. "If you truly care for her, you should convince 
her how much you love her. Otherwise..."

"Otherwise, what?" Mulder demanded. "What's going to happen?"

"You're going to have one helluva fight on your hands."  

Mulder watched his lookalike cousin walk away from him, and 
come to a realization of what he had to do. 

He had to fight with David for Scully's love.  

Scully's Apartment
Georgetown, MD
Tuesday, 9:00 a.m. 

Scully turned to her side, and she awoke up to hear her
alarm. *Damn, I overslept through my alarm.* She yawned,
and she got up from her bed. "Mulder's gonna worry about
me. For the past several months, I'd been prompt." She 
walked towards her closet to pick out one of her suits. 
Not the pink. Not the black. She spotted the red and black
suit outfit from her closet, and knew that it would be a 
perfect idea to wear it today. 

She remembered the last time that she had worn it, and it
was the case of Robert Patrick Modell. Pusher.  She smiled
at the memory of how close she was to Mulder then. 

She wanted Mulder. 

Yesterday, she was angry. She remember her reaction of how
upset she was at him for not telling her about Diana 
Fowley.   

All she could think about now how she's going to fight Diana
for Mulder's love and attention. Hopefully, wearing her old
red and black suit outfit would help to spark up their 
relationship. 

She heard her cell phone rang, and she grabbed it. "Scully."

"Scully, it's me," Mulder said. He was in his apartment as 
he hadn't gone to the office yet. "How're you?"

"I have a headache from last night, but otherwise, I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" Mulder asked. He knew that Scully was pulling
a little Scully lie. 

"I'm all right, Mulder. Really. Don't worry about it. I'm
running late." She paused. "Where are you?"

"I'm here at my apartment..." 

"I thought that you'd be at the office by now. It's nine
o'clock."

Mulder decided to ask her about David to get a feel of how
close they really are. "Scully?"

"Yes?"

"Have you met my cousin, David?"

"Yes, I did. He was at the bar last night."

"What do you think of him?"

"He's a nice guy," Scully said, simply. She paused.
"Mulder, are you worried about something?"

"Me? Worried? I'm not making that face, Scully."

"Oh," Scully said, with a sigh. "Mulder, I have to
get ready for work. I'll see you later." She turned
off her cell phone, and she was puzzled by Mulder's
actions.

She had to find out what's wrong.

X-Files Basement Office
FBI Building
Washington DC
Tuesday, 11:00 a.m.

"Mulder?" Scully inquired, as she walked into
the office. She sat down at her chair, and looked
at him. His facial expression told her that
he was worried about something.  "Are you all 
right?"

Mulder bit his lip, nervously. He didn't want 
her to know how jealous he was at her love life.
"I'm fine."

"I've used that line enough to know that it means
that you're *not* fine. Damn it, Mulder, what's 
wrong?"

"David."

"Is this about your cousin?" 

Mulder nodded. "Yes." He paused. "Do you like him?"

Scully sighed. "David's a great guy. He seems to be
a quite remarkable agent." Suddenly, she realized
the reasoning behind Mulder's attitude towards her
that morning. "Mulder, are you jealous?"

"Me? Jealous of David? That's a laugh."

"Believe me, Mulder, I know what the green monster's
like. I'd been there recently when I saw you with
Diana Fowley."

"I'm afraid that I might lose you to David. He 
wants you. I can tell."

"We known each other since 1992, and I only knew
David for three days." 

"I know that. David's not like me, Scully. He's
very outspoken. When he wants something, he goes
out and gets it."

"Are you sure that you're not like that, Mulder?"
Scully asked, teasingly. "I'd seen you do the same
thing."

"When he told me that he was with you, all I could
think was..."

"Which was?"

"Of how I lost you to him..."

"Like how I believed that I lost you to Diana?"

Mulder nodded. Then, he finally noticed what Scully
was wearing. "Scully, the last time you had worn 
that outfit was - "

"The Pusher case. I thought this outfit would
spark things up a bit," Scully said. "We were so
close then."

"We still are," Mulder replied. He sighed. "Is it
because of Diana?"

Scully nodded.

Mulder started to chuckle. "We were both jealous of
someone getting in the way." He noted that Scully
began to laugh as well. "We should bring a stop to
this jealousy, don't you agree?"

Scully stopped laughing, and nodded. "We should
do something about it."

"Like what?"

Mulder got up from his chair, and walked towards
Scully until he faced her. He stroked her hair,
and he lifted up her chin. "This." She got up from
the chair, and faced him. With passion, they finally
begin the kiss that started in the hallway. He could
feel the warmth of Scully's luscious lips, and finally,
they kissed. "Well?"

"I love you," Scully said. Her eyes were moist with
tears of happiness. She paused. "I'm glad that we
finally kissed. It took us long enough..."

"I know," Mulder replied. "It took us long enough,
and there were no interruptions."

"Nobody will ever come between us, Mulder. Not
David. Not Diana. I want you, Mulder. I don't
want someone else. You're the one I love."

"And you're the only one I trust and love,"
Mulder said, as he gazed into her blue eyes.
"Don't forget that."

"I won't. Not even for a second..."

*     *       *

Epilogue

A few months later, Fox Mulder and Dana Scully 
became husband and wife. Using Scully's harvested
ova, they had a baby girl named Kristine Danielle
Mulder.

Fox Mulder's cousin, David, transferred to 
Dallas's Field Office. 

END OF STORY


Author's Note: At first, this story might seem 
to be a Scully/Other, but it does turn out to great 
for shippers. I know. I know. I have Spender bonding 
with Mulder in this story. As much as I hate that whiny 
Spender dork, he told me that he wanted to be in the story. 
Unfortunately, I had to listen to the weasel. The 
things that I do for the characters. This was written 
*before* the season premiere so let's just say that
this takes place in alternate universe season six 
premeire to be on the safe side. I started this story
in July 1998, and I finished it on January 25, 1999. 
Feedback: Most appreciative and welcomed.