MULDER THE VAMPIRE SLAYER
Round One, Part Two

Skinner was sitting in his office trying to decide the best approach in dealing with a reluctant Slayer. Hopefully the young agent's natural Slayer instincts would take over if vampires caught him unaware. He was debating contacting someone he knew when the smell of smoke emanated from behind his office door. It was opened ominously and Spender entered trailing smoke as he came.

Skinner rose, uncertain and anxious as the older man entered his office. He did not like the fact that this man had interrupted the meeting he had with Director Kersh just before he was assigned the X-Files. Kersh had only given Skinner his name, no rank or affiliation to anything, which bothered the AD tremendously. What he was doing here he had no clue.

"What may I do for you, Mister Spender?" he asked, uncertain as exactly how to address the man.

"Ah, Skinner. Glad to see you hard at work already. I overheard that Mulder is a bit reluctant to take over his role…"

"I don't know what you are referring to Mister…"

"Skinner, come now. We are both man of experience. I know that Mulder is here to do a job that takes him beyond the usual FBI tasks, but you do not need to prevaricate with me."

"Yes, sir," replied Skinner, still uncertain as to Spender's role in all of this and his unusual fascination with Agent Mulder.

"Just let Mulder be himself. I am sure things will move more smoothly as we allow him to take on his role."

"Of course." Skinner suddenly felt foolish, but confused.

"Very good, Skinner. I think we understand each other." With that he left the AD's office in a trail of smoke.

The AD stared at the wall for a moment, shook his head then turned back to the newspaper on his desk.

*****

When Spender entered his limo that awaited him, he made a complicated gesture with his hand and a large oafish looking man appeared by his side.

Spender chuckled at him. "You do appear ridiculous in that get up, Xanax."

The demon looked down at his body and shrugged. "I like it and I haven't gotten any complaints."

"I am sure you haven't," the old vampire grinned, fully exposing his teeth to his old friend.

*****

Mulder put the box into a pocket and decided he would just keep it until the mysterious man reappeared. He entered the bar, wanting to appear nonchalant, though he feared he may appear awkward at first.

There was the usual rabble in the group, though the crowd appeared younger than he would have liked. He moved over to an empty bar seat and ordered a drink as soon as the bartender was available. It was not too crowded a night and the music wasn't as blaring as on the weekends.

He turned in his seat to look out at the crowd when a man approached him. He was not bad looking to Mulder, but not exactly his type. His hair was slicked back and he did have lovely full lips just asking to be kissed.

"Hello, my name is Jeff. What's yours?"

"Uh… Alex," Mulder replied, coming up with the first name to come to him.

"Nice to meet you, Alex," said Jeff.

Mulder nodded, not feeling anything from the man but as he moved closer Mulder thought he felt something…He was about to look more closely at the man when he saw a familiar face at the entrance. It was Scully. What in the world was she doing here? he wondered.

Scully had decided that she wasn't about to let this new guy decide for her what she was going to do. So she took it upon herself to join him at the bar in case she may learn something there as well.

Mulder stared in shock at what his partner was wearing. She had on a very tight halter top that did not hide the soft swell of her breasts nor two very hard nipples poking from the clinging material. Mulder caught himself licking his lips. 'Shit! I am going to have to watch myself around her!' he thought, feeling an unnatural desire to be with a woman since high school. He looked down and she wore a very tight leather skirt that did not hide her lovely hips nor the sexy alabaster legs that seemed to glow even in the murky air of the bar. His cock twitched and he was sorely pissed to find himself with wood.

She completely ignored him and went toward a dark woman sitting near the back alone. He couldn't believe it. Scully was going in search of information. Well he had to admit to himself that maybe having someone with him may help in his investigation. Sitting here with nerd boy wasn't getting him anywhere.

"So..." Nerd boy chose that time to interrupt his musings. "I am just learned that I was accepted and felt this was a night to celebrate."

"Accepted to what?" Mulder asked, not really paying attention.

"Into Quantico."

Mulder spluttered, "What?"

"Oh, sorry. I recognized you from one of the yearbooks. You are pretty legendary around Quantico."

Mulder began to feel like an utter heel. 'Are all these people FBI?' he asked himself. He noticed Scully move to the middle of the room with the woman whom he found a bit butch and thought, 'Surely she could do better than that.'

The woman was kissing on his Scully's neck. 'My Scully's neck? What in the world is wrong with me, I just met the woman!' Just then he sensed strong vibes from the woman she was with. He had to get Scully away from her. He was about to go to them when Jeff caught his arm.

"Hey, maybe you can come to my place..." Jeff began.

"I don't think so, loverboy. Go celebrate with someone else," Mulder began and turned back to look at Scully...who wasn't there. He stood up and looked about. Nowhere. 'Fuck, where'd they go?'

He ran out of the bar and saw the woman bending down to reach Scully's neck. Mulder reached inside his jacket and neatly jammed the stake into the vampire's chest. She fell back with a shriek, exploding into ashes.

He twirled the stake in his hand and glanced down at what was left of the vampire. "See what happens when you don't play nice."

Scully pulled away and glared at Mulder. "What is wrong with you? She was just giving me a hickie."

"I think it was more than that, Scully. Look," he pointed down to what remained of the vampire and she stared at it in disbelief. All that littered the ground was a pile of dust.

"Mulder...I- did you just save me from a vampire?"

"Yes, Dana. You can have the remains analyzed if you want." He sifted through the ashes with the toe of his shoe. "You know, I just wanted to start over. Be like everybody else. Have some friends, maybe a dog... But, no, they had to come here. Why couldn't they go suck on some other town?"

She moved toward him and pressed her head to him. He hugged her to him, feeling an overwhelming sense of belonging with her.

*****

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