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Disclaimer: The X-Files belongs to Chris Carter and 20th Century Fox
Television. This story is not-for-profit, but I own it.

Date: 12/11/2004

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Strong language, female/female sex, male/female sex

Categories: Het, slash, bi

Pairings: Scully/f/m

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Other Notes: This AU story takes place after the first seasons of the TV
series entitled THE X-FILES.

Summary: After she and Mulder arrive in Los Angeles to investigate the
disappearance of an adult film star, Scully gets herself sucked into a
man-made 'black hole' and winds up in another dimension.

Dedications: Nothing so far.
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X-Files: Doorway
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])

My name is Dana Scully and I'm one of the two special agents who had found
themselves to a paranormal investigations section of FBI known as the
X-Files, where my partner, Special Agent Fox Mulder and myself try to solve
the many cases that are filed under X.

However, after I've gone with Mulder on so many of these cases and saw so
much strange shit, I was still unable to allow myself to acknowledge the fact
that the various beings that we've encountered and the numerous phenomenon
that we've witnessed actually do exsist.

But that was before the Tenth day of December, when our boss, Assistant
Director Walter Skinner had called us into his office and told us to go check
out the mysterious disappearance of an adult film star who had lived within
Las Vegas, Nevada.

After he had given us our plane tickets and told us to dress light, the both
of us had left Skinner's office and went back downstairs to our basement
office, only to have me notice that Mulder has already gotten his poker face
on.

"Okay, Mulder. What's going on?" I've asked, while I was getting some of my
personal shit out of my desk. "Because something tells me that the one reason
that you've agreed to take on this assignment is not to go to the local
casino and play some poker."

"Quite true, Scully. Quite true indeed." answered Mulder, after he had opened
one of the drawers containing some of the X-Files, pulled one of those files
out, placed it in front of me and opened it. "In the year 1959, there was a
scientist named Professor Frederick Drake, who was -- according to his
neighbors -- acting more and more like Doctor Frankenstein, while he has been
experiementing with a process that was able to create a 'black hole' type
vortex that could possibly be a doorway into another world."

"Don't tell me, Mulder. Let me guess." I said, after I've raised my hand in
front of him. "About a few nights later, he had finally hit the jackpot and
he was able to step into another world. Am I right?"

"Actually, Scully. You're half-right." Mulder answered, after he had sat
himself down next to me. "After he had finally created his little 'black
hole', Professor Drake had stepped in front of the vortex just to see what
type of world it opens into, only to had the force of the vortex suck him
into it and disappear from this world. After that, there have been five
more disappearances that are also connected with the exact same vortex.
Now, it's my personal theory that our missing adult film star had suddenly
became Victim Number Six."

And then, after I've read every shred of information that inside that X-File
and was still having some trouble believing all of it, I've looked at Mulder
and asked, "Mulder, are you actually trying to tell me that each of these
people has been sucked into a man-made black hole and ploped into some other
dimension?"

"Well, Scully. If you still want some proof, there's only one place within
the entire United States to look for it." answered Mulder, after he had
gotten out of his seat and walked towards the door. "So, if I were you, I'd
better do what Skinner has suggested and dress light."

Just then, after we've gotten our overnight bags packed, we've boarded a
passager jet and flew our way to the Nevada Airport, where we were greeted by
Detective David Anderson of the Las Vegas Police Department, who had told us
that they were just as stunned as we were.

"Had any of your people gone inside the Drake house to look for any possible
signs of foul play?" I've asked, while Detective Anderson was escourting us
to his car.

"Are you kidding? After we've heard the story about what had happened to
Professor Drake in 1959, some of us are way too nervous to set one little
pinkie toe in there." answered Detective Anderson, while he was loading our
bags in to the back of his car."Even our very own police dogs had refused
to go in there, because something had caused them to become scared and run
like hell."

After we've gotten into the detective's car and he had driven us to our
hotel, Mulder and I had checked ourselves in, went up to our rooms and
unpacked our stuff, just before we had gone with Detective Anderson to
the scene of the latest disappearance, which happened to be the old Drake
house.

As soon as we've arrived on the scene, I've took out my badge and said, "I'm
Special Agent Dana Scully of the FBI.This is my partner, Special Agent Fox
Mulder. Could we go inside and look for some possible link for the recent
disappearance?"

"Are you sure you want to do that?" asked one of the officers, after he had
looked at my badge. "Because there's something in there that had scared our
dogs almost to death."

"Well, guys. We hate to do this to you." said Mulder, after he had walked
past me and started walking towards the house. "But we're going inside
anyway."

And so, after the officers had finally allowed us to go inside the house,
Mulder and I had split up and started looking for any possible signs of foul
play, only to walk over to the room that Mulder had told me that Professor
Drake had used for his laboratory and notice a bright light coming from
inside the room.

But then, after I've stepped into the room to get a closer look at the bright
light, something had started pulling me towards the glowing vortex, causing
me to grab a section of the doorway and yell, "MULDER, I NEED HELP! DO YOU
HEAR ME?! GET YOUR GOD DAMN FUCKING ASS IN HERE?!"

However, if Mulder had heard me and was running towards where I was, he was
too late, for I've had no other choice, but to let go of that section of the
doorway and allow myself to get sucked into the vortex.

Now, I've had no idea about how long I was inside the vortex, nor what had
caused me to become unconscious while I was inside it, but after I've
already opened my eyes and noticed that I was on such a wonderous looking
countryside, I've suddenly noticed that I was no longer in Los Angeles.

But then, just as I was about to start trying to figure out what had happened
to me, a gray limousine had pulled up next to me and a man dressed in a
butler suit had gotten out of the car, walked over to me and said, "Oh, Miss
Veronica. I'm so very happy that I was able to finally find you. Now, it is
time to return you to your home, where Master Jonathan and the others are
awaiting your return."

And then, just as I was about to tell the poor guy that he had the wrong
person, the chauffeur had gotten out of the car, walked around the back
passager's side and opened the door for us.

Then, after I've given it a lot of thought and realized that until I find a
way to get myself back to my real home, I might as well go along with the
whole thing, the butler and I had gotten into the car and the chauffeur had
driven us all the way to a mansion that was as wonderous as the Countryside
that was surrounding it.

After we've stopped in front of the main door and the butler and I had gotten
out of the car, I've placed my hands on his and said, "Thank you for a very
good ride, my kind sir."

"Jennings. My name is Jennings.", said Jennings, after he had pointed towards
the main door. "Now, if you may enter, Miss Veronica?The others are waiting
for you in the drawing room."

And then, after I've walked into the house and stepped into the drawing room,
I've noticed that there actually were a group of people waiting for someone
to arrive and that someone was me.

"Ah, my darling Veronica. It's so very good to have you return to your home.
We've all missed you so very much." said one of the males of the group -- who
I've discovered was the one named Jonathan -- and after Jennings had walked
into the room with a tray of wine filled glasses in his hands.

Just then, after we've each taken a glass from the tray, Jonathan had turned
towards the others, raised up his glass and said, "My dear friends, a toast
to the safe return of my beloved Veronica Crodenberg and the possible future
of Crodenberg Industries."

But then, while we were all drinking the wine within the glasses, Jonathan
had suddenly bumped into me and made me spill some of my wine on to my
blouse, causing Jonathan to turn around, realize what he had done and say,
"Oh, I'm so very sorry about that, Ronnie. Why don't you go upstairs and
take a shower, while we get Jennings to take care of that nasty stain for
you?"

And then, after I've realized that it might not be such a bad idea, I've
allowed Jennings to escourt me upstairs to the master bedroom, where I've
removed all of my clothes, walked into the bathroom, turned on the water
and stepped into the shower.

And while the water was casscading all over my body, I was unaware that
someone had removed the bathrobe from the hook on the bathroom door and
replaced it with something else.

Just then, after I was finished with my shower and I've dried myself off with
a towel, I've spotted a fur coat hanging on that particular hook, which had
made me realize that they were planning some sort of surprise for me.

And so, instead of allowing my new hosts to get the wrong idea about me, I've
put on the fur coat, went back downstairs and walked back into the drawing
room, where they were all standing around naked.

"Ah, Ronnie. I see that you've found the little gift that we've left for
you." said a smiling Jonathan, after he had walked over to me and placed his
gentle hands on my shoulders. "Why don't you let me remove it, so that you
could join us?"

And then, after he had removed the fur coat from my nude body, one of the
females had walked over to me, placed her gentle hands on my bare shoulders
and asked, "What's the matter, Ronnie? Surely, you haven't forgotten your
cousin Jessica's warm and passionate carresses."

But then, just as I was about to say a single word about it, Jessica had
started licking all over my body -- all the way down to my suddenly hot, wet
pussy and carressing my suddenly firm breasts, causing me to say, "Aaaahhhh!
No! Please, don't! Stop! Oooohhhh, please don't stop! That's it! Do it,
Jessica! Touch me! Touch me there! Suck my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!"

Then suddenly, after Jonathan had placed his stiff cock inside Jessica's
asshole and another female had placed her hot, moist snatch over me and I've
started sucking on it, I've just realized that even though my name really
isn't Veronica Crodenberg, I was experiencing something that I hadn't
experienced with a group of people before, for I was experiencing pure,
untamed erotica -- and enjoying every minute of it.

A few minutes later, after Jonathan had placed his stiff cock inside my hot,
wet pussy and started sucking on Jessica's hot, moist snatch, I've started
sucking on the nipples of her firm breasts, causing her to yell, "AAAAHHHH,
YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, YOU SKANKY BITCH! MAKE HIM DO IT! MAKE HIM FUCK ME!
MAKE ME WANNA CUM! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"

And then, after we've started moving harder and faster and our lovemaking
has reached its final dimensional gateway, we had cum and collapsed due to
exhaustion.

After we were all finally able to catch our breath and Jessica and I had
placed our heads on Jonathan's chest, Jessica had placed her gentle hand on
my cheek and asked, "Do you feel better now, Ronnie?"

"As a matter-of-fact, Jessica. Yes." I answered, after I had placed my gentle
hand on top of mine."I really do feel better now."

And then, after we all had snuggled up to each other, we've fallen asleep
within our naked arms by the warmth of the crackling fire in the fireplace.

Just then, after I've woken up from my little nap, I've slowly gotten back on
my feet, put the fur coat back on and walked out of the drawing room and back
up to the master bedroom, where I've looked out the window and noticed a
certain bright light within the courtyard -- the exact same glow that had
caught my curiousity within the Drake house back in Los Angeles.

And then, after I've suddenly realized that the same vortex had brought me
into that other world would be able to return me to my real home, I've picked
up my clothes that Jennings had placed on the bed, put them back on and wrote
a note, which said, "My dearest Jonathan -- I wish I really could stay with
you, but I'm afraid that it wouldn't be possible. You see, I've actually came
to this world of yours through a man-made black hole that a scientist had
created in 1959 and I'm now going back to my real home through the same
vortex. Perhaps someday, we'll be able to be together again. Until then, I
hope you still enjoy living a full rich life. -- Your beloved Veronica."

After I've folded up the note and went back to the drawing room, I carefully
placed the note next my newfound sleeping friends, gave Jonathan and Jessica
a small kiss on the cheek and whispered, "Goodbye, my loved ones. I'll miss
you."

And then, after I've made my way out of the house and into the courtyard,
I've placed myself in front of the vortex and allowed myself to be sucked
into it.

Just then, after I've finally returned to the real world, I've finally
decided to let Mulder know that he was right all along and resign my
commission in the FBI, because after what had happened to me, I don't
think that I should be involved in the X-Files ever again.

THE END

    

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