Title: Project Jupiter Pt. Three By: Amanda Feedback: greenfreakgirl@tomgreen.com Rating: R for sexual situations and language. Summary: Anderea's past fits together with her present and that of the Gunmen. Disclaimer: The Lone Gunmen and other X Files characters are the property of CC, 1013 and FOX. I do not make any money off of these. It's a labour of LOVE! But Anderea is purely MINE!!mmmhahaha Note: Part of my "Jupitor Series" Lone Gunmen Headquarters 9:34 p.m. Byers and I hadn't made much more progress in the database. There were too many firewalls and I just didn't have the concentration I needed. We'd run her ID number and hit a wall. I was about to hit my head against a wall. Anderea still hadn't come out of the room. But she had taken the tea Byers insisted she drink. Since she hadn't eaten all-day he worried. Almost forced her to take the mug. She was gracious about it, "thank you Byers." Her eyes were cast down and her hands trembled as she took the mug from him. "Make sure you drink it," he could be very *motherly*. But that was Byers. And boy was I glad. I wouldn't know what to do really today. I've NEVER been able to deal with women crying. Couldn't deal when my mom or sister would. Not even as a kid. I don't work well with the water works. I couldn't take this anymore, not getting anywhere. I sat back in my chair and took my glasses off to rub the bridge of my nose. My eyes were stained and so was my neck. I was desperately hoping that since we hadn't found anything then it was over. But I knew that was never the case. It kind of felt like the calm before the storm. And it was majorly creeping me out. It gave me such a sick feeling. Byers had given up too. He sat with his elbows on the table rubbing his tried eyes. He didn't even look up when I rose from the table. He was too tired, both mind and body. He'd been worrying all day. And he had been thinking about Suzanne. I could tell by his sighs and it was in his eyes. It used to really bother me, him being all depressed would sort of piss me off. I mean, 'She's not here, get over it.' But now, since Anderea, I understand it. I just don't know how he functions without her. I went to her hide out of the day and knocked, "Do you need anything?" The bed creaked and a breath later the door opened. Her face was stained from tears and her bottom lips quivered, "I need a shower," her voice was just above a whisper. "Okay, sure," I moved out of her way to let her walk across and down the hall. She was weak and shaky. Completely wiped out. Today took its toll on everyone. It was a day you'd want to erase. I went into the bedroom to get her a fresh Ramones tee shit to change into. The room was a little mess. Tissues were scattered all over; she must have used the whole box. She had also tidied up the clothing pile: It was folded! But her stuff was another story. Most of it had been thrown against the wall. A compact mirror was smashed. It must have been some emotional roller coaster she was on. I just wish I could have been the safety bar. But I don't know how good I'd be at it..... 'I'll get this after.' I took the shirt over to the bathroom for Anderea. "It's just me," I informed her when I opened the door. Didn't want to spook her. "I got you some clothes," I pulled a towel out from under the sink, "and a towel." I had my hand on the doorknob to leave when she stopped me, "Ree." I spun around, "Yeah." Her voice almost sounded recovered. She peeked her head out of the shower curtain, "I...." She was searching for words, but seemed to change what she was going to say, "um, thanks." "Hey no problem. Couldn't have you running around here naked," the thought made me smile, "Well...." A laugh started to escape from her lips, but got caught in her throat, "It'd be cold." "And I wouldn't want the guys looking at you." Again she tried to laugh, but couldn't. "I'll let you shower," *Did that sound as lame as I thought it did?* She nodded and went back behind the curtain, where I would be VERY happy to join her. I slipped out the door instead and closed it behind me. Before I could let out a sigh Byers met me in the hall, "How is she?" I shrugged a little, "Alright." He nodded, seeming to know all too well, "If Frohike calls or comes back, let me know." He was massively worried about him. I nodded. Like if Byers was THIS worried about him, it worried me. 'Hike didn't usually just take off. Today was just unusual. I mean the hug from Byers summed that up. "How are you?" I shrugged again, "Alright." But I wasn't; a lump formed in my throat. Man, I think I'm gonna cry. It was seeing how much she hurt: it hurt me. I mean, I love her. Yeah, I can think it be couldn't say it. It's like love at first sight. Never believed in it. What woman would fall in love with me at first sight, or otherwise for that matter?! But hell, I guess that doesn't really matter when it comes down to it --- That first day I met her, I was hooked. Byers was looking at me with concern. I think that lump in my throat had changed into tears. I wiped my eyes. Yeah. Tears. He hugged me again as I sniffled. "John man, Don't tell me this is going to become a habit," I laughed a little. He slapped me on the back as he stepped back, "I'll try and control myself." He laughed as he walked to his room. "Hey, you know, thanks," I hope he knows I didn't mean the hug. I ment everything. "No problem," he smiled and closed his door. I went into the bedroom to get ready for bed and I remembered the broken glass. I knelt down next to the scatter of broken mirror and started to collect the pieces. I was paying too much attention to the mess. I didn't notice Anderea enter the room. "I'm sorry," she was too apologetic. "Hey, it's no problem if you don't mind the seven years of bad luck," I looked up at her with a smirk. Her hair was still wet enough to soak the back of the tee shirt as it hung over her shoulders. Her lips curved in a little half acknowledging smile; "I just didn't want to see myself." I must have had a confused look on my face because she explained, "I'm a freak." She choked on the words. I jumped to my feet, "No....you're not." "Oh come on," She sat on the edge of the bed, "I could have my own tent at a freak show. *Come see Anderea, the half human, half alien*." She was both sad and angry. Her rested her head in her hands. I sat next to her putting my arm around her; "You're not." She rested her head on my chest and trembled a little. I put my other arm around her, to hold her. I knew it wasn't the best time but holding her got to me. The smell of her hair was intoxicating. I kissed the top of her head and inhaled the sent of vanilla. My head was spinning. "I'm so scared," She confessed. I rubbed her back lightly, remembering to comfort her and try to ignore the excitement growing in me. "It'll be okay." I brought hand under her chin, raising her eyes to met mine, "I don't want to lose you." She sat up and brushed the hair away from my face, "Ree," She bit her bottom lip, "I love you." 'Wholly Shit!' The smile on my face must have been huge. I felt like I was glowing. I don't care how cheesy this sounds, but it was the biggest deal of my life, "Ohmigod! I love you too." I was smiling from ear to ear. I clumsily leaned in and kissed her. Hungrily she returned the kiss, wrapping her arms around my neck. Desperately wanting to feel something normal. She kissed and nibbled my ear lobe making me moan quietly. My head was still spinning: SHE LOVES ME! Her hands reached under my shirt and pulled it over my head, tossing it to the floor. She was instantly kissing and licking my skin. She sent shivers through my body. I did the same to her, pulling off her shirt and covering her in kisses. She almost purred. We both struggled to free me from my jeans and boxers, never breaking the connection of our lips and tongues. Our lips met again, leaving me breathless. Already this was SO much better then the first time or the second time or any other time. This time, she loved me. I wanted this to last forever. This passion, this need, this heat. But my *enthusiasm* wouldn't allow that. With one quick thrust I entered her. "Oh Ree!" She gasped. I was afraid I hurt her until she started to suck on my tongue. "Mmm," I moaned as we started to develop a rhythm. I looked up into her mild blue eyes, they were lovingly staring at me. If I ever doubted the words, (which I didn't!) it was all there in her eyes. She wanted and loved me, ME. God, making love was so much better than sex, especially now that I knew the difference. There was the emotional bond that made the physical so much stronger. It would have been nicer to hold out longer, but couldn't. "God Anderea.....I Love you." ********* The two lovers lay spooned together. Langly's arm was wrapped tightly around Anderea's middle. His head was nuzzled against her neck, mumbling in his sleep. She smiled at his almost incoherent babbling. She'd been trying to understand it, since she couldn't sleep but she was doing fairly well at it. She was still awake since she was practising her worst habit: over worrying. She did it a lot.....kept her up most of the time too. Especially now. But feeling Langly breathing against her back and his *words* in her ears made her feel better. "Notgonnaloseyou," he snuggled closer to her. 'Seems his mind is at the same place as mine,' she thought lacing her fingers through the long slender ones of her mate. "Keepyousafe," he tightened his arm around her, "MeByes'and 'Hike," He yawned a little and adjusted his position. "'Hike," she says quietly to herself and her mouth drops. She mouthed, 'Ohmigod,' and slowly slipped out of Langly's embrace. She carefully crept around the darkened bedroom, searching. Pulling on the tee shirt he picked for her and rest of her appropriate clothing she found a pen and paper, scribbling a note. "Ree, I had to go some where. Be back ASAP. Love you, Anderea xoxoxoxox" She knelt on the bed, in the spot she just left and kissed her lover's lips softly. His lips curved slightly into a smile and she pulled the covers over his bare chest. She slowly slid out the bedroom door and down the hall. Now all she had to do was figure a way to leave without setting of the alarm system. - Part 4>