Golden Globes 1997

Rated: R maybe light NC-17?

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DAVID OR GILLIAN! NOR AM I CLAIMING TO! Just a simple writer...

What really happened that night at the Golden Globes in 1997? When David and Gillian were each others dates?

Authors comments: this Story was half written by a friend of mine. I love her to death for doing this with me! Your amazing! Sorry if a few events are wrong. The story works so just read it! lol

ALSO I KNOW THERE MIGHT BE ERRORS! DEAL WITH IT! I DIDN'T HAVE TIME FOR SOMEONE TO CHECK IT AND ITS NOT THAT BAD!!!

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Gillian stood in front of her bathroom mirror applying the last of her makeup before she was ready to head out the door. It was Golden Globe night and everything was going to be hectic and crazy. Awards always meant tons of people, tons of shouting and tons of press.

Dropping the mascara stick in her hand for a moment, Gillian fixed a stray hair that had fallen into her eyes and tucked it back behind he ear again. A friend had suggested she go to a hairdresser for the awards and have them do her makeup and hair. Gillian had argued however, and told her friend she could do her hair just fine all on her own. But the friend still had said it would be wiser if she didn't. After all, the press liked to pick at anything they could get their slimy hands on. But sometimes Gillian just liked to be old fashion, normal and do some things herself.

Just as she finished with her makeup she glanced over to her clock just outside the bathroom door. She had about ten minutes before David would be arriving to pick her up. That's right David. David as in David Duchony. Oh boy. There were more then just a few women Gillian knew of that would pay big money to be on that man's arm for the night. He was a very good-looking lad and quiet a looker among Hollywood's top actors. What woman wouldn't want him?

When David had asked her if she'd like to go with him Gillian had been floored. Well... not exactly floored but she was shocked none to say the least. It's true they were costars and they occasionally ate together but going to the awards? Especially one as big as this one? As each other's date? Now there was something that had stunned her.

Capping her mascara Gillian set the object on the counter and turned her attention to her dress that she had chosen to wear for the night. It was a tanish-gold material with a golden bead over-slip. It was also low cut and hung nicely to her curves making her look good. She'd sure turn a few heads tonight that was for sure and the paparazzi would go crazy as usual...she hoped.

Putting the rest of her makeup away Gillian had just stepped out of the bathroom when she heard the knock. 'Okay Gillian...' She said to herself. 'He's your friend and costar. He only asked you as his date because no one else was available. Yeah...Well here goes nothing.'

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To say David was a nervous wreck was an understatement. He'd been pacing his bedroom floor nonstop today. He didn't know what compelled him to ask Gillian to be his date to the Golden Globes. Well, sure he knew but he didn't want to go there.

Running a hand through his hair, he let out a ragged breath and checked his watch. "Fuck!" David was running behind. He made quick work of slipping on his tux and taming his hair. 'Good to go.' Checking his appearance once more, he ran downstairs to the limo he'd rented for the evening.

It was a relative short drive to Gillian's place. Once there, he hopped out and walked up to her door. He waited patiently after he rang the doorbell. 'Well here goes nothing.'

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Opening the door Gillian smiled to see him standing there, tux and handsome as ever. Never had a man looked so appealing to her as he did tonight.

"You look...wow...nice." David said as he too was having a hard time concentrating and before he could make an even bigger fool of himself he held out his arm for her. "Shall we?"

Gillian blushed a little at his compliment but tried not to let him notice.

"Thank you. Not so bad yourself." Then when he held up his arm Gillian let another smile cover her face. "Of course."

She gently took his arm and wrapped hers around his. As they walked to the limo she was careful not to lean in to close as they walked. His smell was already driving her crazy and it had only been a few minutes. 'Whoa where did that come from? You work with this man everyday and suddenly his smell is bothering you?' 'Shut up!' She told the voice in her head before letting him open the door and allow her to slide in first.

When she got in Gillian glance around. The limo was nice and much like the ones she'd been in before. After David got in and closed the door she glanced over to him.

"Nervous?" She asked thinking of nothing else to say.

David gave a throaty chuckle. "Extremely." But he wasn't talking about the awards show. He was sure Gillian would be the death of him tonight. The smell of her perfume couple with the fullness of her lips was driving him crazy and they'd only been together a few minutes. He'd take great pleasure in making all the other men jealous tonight, how could they not be. He couldn't stop the onslaught of thoughts that raked through his mind. At least he'd managed to get her as his date. How? He had no idea. She was married after all.

"What about you?" David asked after he realized he'd been quiet for a while.

"Hell yes." She said truthfully before letting out a giggle but just like him it wasn't because of the award show. It was because of him. As Gillian turned her head she glanced out the window and a few things began to cross her mind.

Like one, why 'was' she nervous and two, why hadn't he asked his own wife to go to the awards with him? Hell why hadn't she asked her own spouse? 'Beacuase you wanted to go with him...' The little voice in her head replied and Gillian wondered just how right it was.

David was only married last year and didn't newly weds usually do everything together? Shaking any other thoughts from her head she tried to focus on something else.

Her eye's drifted from the window, to the open area of the limo, and then to him. She began to take in his facial features as he stared out the window. The curve of his nose. 'He always thought it was too big but she liked it.' It was sorta...cute. Or the smooth skin of his face. 'He must have shaved.' She thought. Yes she could smell the aftershave. Gillian swallowed as her eyes drifted to those pouty but full lips...god was it hot in here or was it just her?

Gillian didn't know it but all the time she had been studying him he had been doing the same to her. David was watching Gillian intently. His eyes were fixed on her lips until he saw the muscles in her neck contract. Then they wandered down to the low neck line of her dress. 'Damn.' He tugged inconspicuously on his dress slacks and pulled on the collar of his shirt. The night had only just began, he needed to regain some composure before hitting the red carpet. The camera's would be on them in full force, he didn't need his reaction revealed to the entire population, especially not his wife.

His wife. She wasn't the least bit pleased he was escorting Gillian. Had she seen the way his eyes followed her when she was anywhere in the room? How he always managed to be somewhere near her, finding time to see her outside the confines of work with the ever lame excuse of running lines? He hoped not. If so he was a dead man.

It was then his gaze traveled back up to Gillian's face. "Are you okay?" He reached out and touched her hand. David's mouth opened slightly when his skin came in contact with his. Did she feel it? That spark of electricity? He was walking on shaking ground right now. Just as casually as he grabbed her hand, he released it.

Gillian was broken out of her thoughts when his ruff voice reached her ears. "Uh yeah...just nervous." She lied lamely. 'Oh yeah real smooth.' So she tried something a little different.

"Just thinking about something..." Which wasn't a lie. She was thinking... about him and how she'd like nothing more then to run her fingers all over his face and lips. 'Oh yeah that helped.' Once again the little voice was silent.

As Gillian was about to turn her eye's back to the window she felt his hand brush hers. The spark there was undeniable. She felt it and it was strong. Very strong.

Ever heard of fire on the skin? Well her's was blazing right about now. She was so focused on the sensation she didn't even notice his reaction to the same feeling. She just prayed he wouldn't notice her's either.

But the feeling had come and gone so quickly Gillian shook her head a little. What was wrong with her tonight? It was like everything the man did was like a drug to her. They way he looked and spoke and the way he felt. It was all making her head spin.

Just then the limo came to a sudden stop. They had arrived already in just that short amount of time. Gillian locked her eyes with David's before she spoke. "Show time." She smiled nervously.

"Let's knock 'em dead." David quipped in his reply with a small smile.

The limo driver opened the door for them. David stepped out first and was immediately assaulted with bright flashes and people calling his name. He didn't think he'd ever get used to that.

Holding out his hand for her, Gillian took it and his pulse quickened. He then swallowed reflexily and leaned down to her ear. "It's a frenzy out here." Bad move. Being so close to her flawless exposed skin, her scent was much more potent and intoxicating. Why the hell did he keep torturing himself like this? 'Because you want her. Admit it.' That nasty little voice in his head popped up. It was getting harder and harder to ignore those thoughts. He could only deny the truth for so long. But as long as he was denying it, he'd try to keep his true feelings under wraps.

As they walked the long red carpet, David could feel several gazes from the men focused on his date. His. When did he start to think of her as such? He had no claim on this woman, yet he felt very protective of her. While going through his internal monologue he made sure to stop and pose for the magazines and tv shows that would be sure to post their photos after all of this was done. He'd seen some of their X-file promo photo shoot stills and had to admit they looked very good together.

His hand was in hers the entire time they were on the carpet. When someone would call his name, he would venture over, but she would have to come along. The contact was intense but he was enjoying it. David wouldn't let his hand go until he absolutely had to, which would be soon. He frowned a little remembering they weren't sitting by each other once inside, not even at the same table. 'Damn.'

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As Gillian was about to exit the limo, she could already hear the crowd cheering for David. He was such a huge star especially among the woman even if he wouldn't admit it.

Just then his head popped back into the limo and she nearly laughed at his position. As he offered her his hand she grasp it tightly. However, maybe that wasn't such a good idea.

As soon as her fingers curled around his the intense heat, sparks or whatever they were returned and she thought her knees might go weak. 'Get it under control Gillian.' She said in somewhat disgusted with herself. She couldn't go out their all flustered. The press and crowd would notice.

'Alright lets do this.' She said to herself taking a deep breath and as soon as she hit the red carpet there were flashes and screams for her just as much as David. It actually made her feel good. She was just as popular as he was and when they were together the crowd just went crazy.

She held his hand as they walked the carpet not letting go once except for when one reporter wanted to talk with her alone briefly. Soon as she had gone though she was back at his side and interlacing her fingers with his.

When they turned toward some cameras to pose slightly the crowd cheered more making her smile. Leaning into him she spoke loudly, but only enough for him to hear. Not that the crowd could hear each other let alone them.

"You would think they'd get tired of us after awhile." It was a little joke, somewhat of a lame one but it gave her the chance to be closer to him. Even if it was only for a moment.

Turning toward the last camera before they entered the building they each smiled. Once inside they both let out a breath. The entrance was always the craziest part and the rest was a piece of cake.

Inside, Gillian and him walked to the main room where they'd be seated for the night. This was where they'd have to depart until the end of the show. Sure they'd get to see other actors or actresses they knew but their real joy was when they were with each other.

Just as they were about to depart Gillian gave his hand a light tug. She hadn't even realized she'd done it until he turned to look at her with questionable eyes. When he did Gillian only could think of one thing to do.

Standing almost fully on her tippy toes she kissed him ever so gently on the cheek. Now there was fire....

"Good luck." She told him with a small smile before she moved to go find her table for the night.

What the hell had just happened? David stood there shell shocked. Her lips. His face. Her lips was on his face?! And what did he do? He stood there like an idiot. Like a school boy had just been kissed by his first crush. He shook his head, clearing his thoughts.

He watched her walk away from him. He was mesmerized by the sway of her hips. She didn't have on the tightest dress he'd seen that evening, but it didn't leave anything to the imagination. It hugged her curves so well. He'd give just about anything to hug those same curves. 'Stop it, David.' He chided himself. She'll never be yours.

With a sigh, he walked over to his table, situated in front of hers. How could he see her if he was in front of her? This would definitely pose a problem. Surely someone would notice him constantly looking back. And the last thing he needed was the camera's zooming in on him the moment he decided to hone in on the object of his affection

Gillian on the other had thanked whoever had arranged their seating for the night because now she could look at him and not be so suspicious about it.

Soon other actors and actress began to sit all around her and Gillian would casually turn to one of them and chat. Just as she was about to turn back to chance a glance at him he had his head turned her way. 'Was he staring at her?' Gillian didn't know what to do and she started to panic. 'Smile.' The little voice told her and she did. She gave him a full wattage of a smile.

Wow. David's breath caught in his throat. She was even more amazing when she smiled. Giving her a lopsided grin he turned back in his seat pretending to be interested in the nominations. Luck would have it that they were the last two categories. Right now someone was onstage giving a long-winded acceptance speech. Pretending to glance around the room, he snuck a quick glance at the table behind him. His fist clenched at his side. Who was she talking to? Turning back around he downed his glass of wine. 'She's not yours.' He bitterly reminded himself.

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Once he had turned around again Gillian let out a breath. That had been a little too close. As the nominations began she would quietly chat with the others about the person accepting the award on stage or make small comments. Sometime during one of the speeches she felt a small 'tap' on her shoulder and she swiveled in the chair to see who was calling for her attention. It was another actor and not an important one. He was nice and the two chatted briefly but when he asked her to hit a party with him afterwards she firmly told him 'no.' After all she had her date and no guy would pull her away from him tonight.

"And the nominee for best actress in a drama series goes to..." The man reading the award card paused to let the women that was with him finish. "Gillian Anderson The X-files!" She hadn't even realized they had gotten to their category. It was about damn time.

Gillian stood up to head to the stage and the theme song for the show began. She wove through he chairs and when she saw him standing there and clapping for her she went to him with a smile.

The next thing she knew she was grabbing his face between both her hands and pulling his head down to hers. When her lips brushed his Gillian knew she would never forget the kiss even if it was in front of a crowd of people, at an award show and was for only a mere two seconds.

The feeling of his lips sent a chill through her whole body and she prayed she'd be able to make to the stage without falling. When she pulled back and caught his gaze she had to glance away for what she saw there confused her.

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"Gillian Anderson The X-files!" She won. He was glad. David stood and clapped. He never took his eyes off her. Why was she walking towards him and not the stage? Wait. Her hands are on his face, pulling him down, they were kissing. It was short but her lips had touched his in that brief moment. He'd never forget that.

Taking his seat, he continued to clap until it began to die down. David watched her intently as she went through her acceptance speech. Hers was the only one he listened to. God he loved her. He froze in his seat. He what? No that couldn't be right. He loved his wife not her. He couldn't. They'd never be more than friends. 'Then why does every magazine and talk show seem to think there's more?' They're just looking for a story. 'Right' His inner voice supplied quite sarcastically. 'Dont deny the tension that exists between the two of you.' He sighed. He didn't think he'd be able to much longer.

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Finishing the last of her acceptance speech Gillian carefully made her way back down the stage steps. The last thing she'd want to right now is trip and fall flat on her face.

She was glad though that the speech had given her a distraction from the kiss but now that she was pretty much back to her seat it was flooding her mind again.

'Damnit...why did I kiss him? I'm a married woman.'

'So your costars...' The little voice told her.

'Yes but only on screen and defiantly not on the lips off screen.'

'Unless...'

'Unless there was something more there...'

'Stop! Just stop, Gillian! Your friends and that's all!'

As she pushed the last thought from her head the host wandered back out onto the stage. David had gone before her and he had gotten his golden globe too as did Chris. It was their best so far and now all they had to do was get out of this damn place and talk with the press. Then they'd be free to hit the party Chris was throwing afterwards. She couldn't wait until the party. They'd be away from the press and people and she'd actually be able to breath again.

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After they'd both gotten their awards, David didn't look back at her again. He was too focused on the thought of her lips. Gillian had incredibly soft lips. Those few seconds were forever sketched into his mind.

He was broken up of his musings when he noticed people were standing and preparing to leave. 'It wasn't that bad' he thought. How could it be when you're kissing Gillian Anderson? David sighed. He was whipped and wasn't even with the woman.

Making his way to her table, he held out his hand for her to take. He grinned when she took it. There was that spark again. This time he didn't pull his hand away.

"Time for some interviews." He said leaning down whispering into her ear. Even though they were holding hands, he managed to hold her close as they walked back into the press room.

They were greeted with cheers and more flashes. Standing in front of the mics he was slightly off to the side, letting Gillian answer most of the questions. Occasionally he'd but in but for the most part he was content to let her answer. Soon after answering a question about their roles, he leaned in a kissed the corner of her mouth.

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Trying to focus on answering the questions the press had been asking Gillian hadn't been expecting him to kiss the corner of her mouth. Even when they asked about their roles together.

When she seen him leaning for her she didn't even register what was about to happen. It all happened so fast that she barely had stopped her own mouth from turning to try and meet his lips. In the end she ended up smile a little smile and giving a little affectionate noise. (I had no Idea how to describe that. haha That little ahh she gives in the video lol)

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Once through with the press questions David gave a soft wave and Gillian did the same before the duo made their way back toward their limo.

As the walked her hand had magically found his and she intertwined their fingers together again. It felt so right to do this.

When the route they had took made them pause and have to step over something David paused and like a gentle men help her over it with a hand on her elbow. She smiled a thanks and the two continued on their way awards still in hand. The sooner they got out of this place the better.

Upon reaching the limo the cab driver held open the door and tipping his hat to her. "..." And then he turned to David and nodded. "."

Gillian entered first again and let out a sigh when she was seated. As soon as David was in and beside her she spoke.

"Think Chris will be pleased?" She laughed a little and waved her award.

"Of course. How can he not be?" David asked rhetorically. "This was a great night for X-files." He said, leaning back in his seat.

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The drive to Chris's place was a short one. For that he was glad. What could he say to her without making a complete and utter fool of himself.

But he could only deal with the silence and his thought for so long. He blurted out, "Who were you talking to earlier?" David hoped he didn't sound as jealous as he thought he did. He had no right to question her yet he was. It was bad enough he had to see her in Clyde's arms, seeing her leave with him each day after filming, but this nobody at her table was pushing it.

Gillian turned to him with a curious look. 'He saw that? Why did he care though?' Gillian was a little puzzled. David never cared who she socialized with before.

"Oh uh..." She paused and giving a gesture as if she was trying to think of the actors name. "I think his name was Paul...yeah...I think?" Gillian let out a small embarrassed giggle. "He wanted to know if I'd hit another party with him after the Awards." As soon as the words left her mouth Gillian swore she saw his face fall. "I told him no however...That I was going to one with someone else." She smiled at him but didn't add that the actor had tried to get her to come even after that.

David was relieved to hear her say that she'd declined his invitation. "Didn't want to chance the ladies falling all over me?" David joked to cover up his true feelings. Before Gillian answered, the back door was being opened. When had they stopped? He had no concept of time when with her.

Once again he exited the car first and held out his hand for her. He lead them both to the door of Chris's mansion and before he had the chance to knock the door opened. He could see the placed was packed. He scanned the guest once the door closed behind them.

'Fuck.' David's body tensed and he let go of Gillian's hand already missing the contact. A figure was walking towards them. It was non other than Clyde himself.

Gillian hadn't been paying attention when her husband began to make his way toward them. It was only when she had turned her head to say something else to David she caught a glimpse of him. He was smiling as she could only smile back.

There was the man she had supposedly fallen in love with and there was the man she was married to and there was the man who was not David. Just the thought mad her sad.

"Hey babe." Clyde spoke when he reached her. He leaned in to kiss her lips but for some reason Gillian turned her head slightly and his lips brushed her check.

"Hey." She said giving him an apologetic look. "You remember David right?" She asked looking up to him.

"Oh..yes David your date for the night." Gillian turned back to give him a glare. They had already had this discussion and she would not argue about it here.

"Thank you for escorting my wife for the night..." He offered a stiff hand.

He was going to be sick. Hearing Gillian called babe grated on his nerves. He must have liked torturing himself, he couldn't turn away when he leaned in to kiss his date. Why did Gillian turn her head? Did she not want to kiss him? But he was her husband.

When Clyde spoke to him, David shook his hand, his grip a little tighter than normal. "Clyde." He said in greeting. He didn't see what Gillian saw in him. But he knew one thing, he didn't want to stand around and see her in his arms. "Excuse me." He said to both of them before leaving them together. He weaved his way through the party goers getting lost in the masses.

Gillian watched the exchange between the two men and she noted some definate tension. When David excused himself Gillian let out a sad sigh and turned back to Clyde. He had an amused smirk on his face and Gillian gave him a small glare.

"What?" He asked and Gillian just shook her head.

"Forget it..." And she too turned, taking off to find something to drink. Something strong...

Sitting down on a bar stool Gillian got a beer. When she had it she took a big gulp. 'Why does he have to be an ass all the time?' Lately it seemed to her that she and Clyde were drifiting farther apart. Sure they argued from time to time as any couple would but latley it had been everyday and everyday most of the arguments had something to do with work or David. Yeah David...

She sighed again and took another gulp just before someone tapped on her shoulder. Turning Gillian came face to face with Chris. She swallowed quickly and pulled him in for hug. Each telling each their Congrats.

"Say where'd David run off to?" He asked knowing they had come together. Gillian let her shoulders shrug.

"He left me at the door when Clyde showed up." Chris nodded noting the sadness in her voice.

"If I find him I'll let him know where you are." Gillian nodded to him and Chris gave her a kiss on the cheek before heading of to enjoy himself.

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David had moved past all of the guest and was outside on the patio, looking up at the night time sky. 'Whoa, you're starting to act just like your character.' He shook his head. He was nothing like his character. 'Yeah except you're both in love with women you can't have.' He continued to stand there staring into to nothingness. What a mess his life had turned into.

"Long night?" Someone asked behind him. David turned around and saw that it was Chris. He shrugged slightly.

"Yeah. Just taking a moment to clear my head." Chris nodded and stayed silent for several moments.

When he did speak up he said, "I bumped into Gillian inside."

David looked at him and said casually, "Yeah?" But Chris noticed the way his eyes lit up. He knew he shouldn't be condoning this but the chemistry between his two stars was undeniable.

"She was at the bar.....alone." When Chris added that last part David's feet moved on their own accord. Chris only said one more thing. "Be careful." He hoped they knew what they were getting themselves into.

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Gillian sat at the bar with her beer still in hand. It was only half empty now and as she sat there she let her fingers play with the label around the side. 'When had things gotten so complicated?' And she wasn't just talking to herself about Clyde. When Gillian used to look at David she saw him as a friend and costar never as a boyfriend or lover. But tonight when he touched her hand or kissed her cheek she had felt something more and something she couldn't deny to herself. The only problem now was if he felt the same and did he see and feel the same things she did...

Glancing up from her bottle his tall and lanky figure caught her eye in an instant. He was making his way through the crowd and...to her? It sure looked like it. When he did end up reaching her side Gillian was silent for a moment.

"Listen about Clyde...he's just upset that I..." Her voice trailed off. 'What that I picked you for my date over him or that I'm hopelessly, helplessly and endlessly in love with you?' With the thought still in her head her eyes looked up to meet his.

His eyes were wide with shock and surprise. His lopsided grin was firmly in place. What was she about to say? She what..? Loved me? Yeah right. He wanted to scoff but didn't do so, not wanting her to think it was directed at her.

"You what?" He pressed. His curiosity was getting the best of him. He was not controlling his feelings as he thought. Their boss had seen right through and basically sent him in to meet her. Where was her husband at the moment? Did they have an argument? David want to look for him, but he didn't dare take his gaze away from hers.

When he asked for her to continue Gillian just shook her head and looked toward the ground. "Nothing..nevermind." She told him trying to brush it off. She didn't mean to seem like she was hiding anything from him it was just she couldn't tell him how she really felt. If she did and he didn't feel the same it would ruin everything. And what about their spouses? What would Tea think if David tried to tell her Gillian was in love with him? It not only ruin relationships but it ruin the show too and she couldn't do that to Chris. He'd done too much for her already...

He nodded and sat down beside her. He ordered a pint of beer from the bar and sipped it slowly. He wasn't much of a drinker. David noticed she had been drinking, and ordered her another one. They were at a party after all.

"How are you enjoying this shindig?" He felt an overwhelming compulsion to be alone with her. Yet, he was a coward. Besides, she turned him down. Or so he thought. 'Why would she come to me?' He thought with remorse. 'I'm married.' But Gillian seemed to want to be with him, or maybe he was imagining things.

Gillian sighed and picked up the bottle he ordered her popping the top off. She still had plenty left in her other one but she didn't want that one. He hadn't ordered her that one.

Taking a swig of the drink she looked up at him and then out to the crowd and then back to him. "To be honest..." She took another drink. "I'd rather be someplace quieter." Since her teenage years Gillian had tone down her partying a lot. Every once in a while she'd like a huge bash but not tonight. Tonight there were just too many things on her mind and one of them just happened to be sitting next to her. "Do you think Chris would be mad If we ditch this charade?" Her smile returning a little and yes she had said 'we.'

"Not at all." He told her truthfully. David was fairly certain Chris knew what they were building up to. "Let's go." He reached for her hand and led her to the door. Once outside, he continued to lead them in a brisk pace to the limo. All that he could think about was that she'd want to be some were quieter. To him it seemed like she just wanted to be alone. With him. Away from prying and rumor spreading eyes.

Once at the limo, this time it was David who held the door open for Gillian not the driver. He looked at the driver and said, "Sunset." He said referring to the street. In the back of the limo he looked long and hard at Gillian not bothering with to be modest in the least bit. "Where would you like to go?"

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As David led her put to the limo all she could think about is where they could actually go and no one would bug them. A place where she could be completely alone with him.

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"How about set?" It wasn't far from here and they both had key's to get into their trailers. "I think I might have some food in my trailer..." She hoped he wouldn't mind. "If your hungry." She then added. Gillian hadn't had anything since she left the house and she had been planning on grabbing something at the party...

"I could eat." David said with a shrug. Letting down the window that separated the driver from their view, he said, "Never mind Sunset. Take us to the Fox studios instead." Once he saw the driver nod, he pressed the same button and once again rolled the window up.

After they reached the studio they both walked to the set. David didn't say much. He was lost in his own thoughts. Change was coming. A big one. He just hoped that they both could deal with it and it's consequences.

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Gillian walked silently behind him until they reached her trailer door. Unlocking the door she stepped in first and soon as David was inside she turned and bent down pulling off her high heels. "I hate those damn things. I can't even began to imagine how Scully wears them all the time." It seemed like she was always in heels on the show.

Tossing the shoes into the chair across from the door and not bothering to get the light Gillian went straight for her mini fridge.

Opening it the light shot out from it like a spot light basically, lighting the whole trailer.

Squatting as best she could in her dress she peered into the fridge for something to eat. "Looks like we have sandwich meat, some bread, a yogurt, some left over grapes and my personal favorite...strawberries." She smiled at him over the fridge door and then reached for them and pulled them out. She went to the couch where he had situated himself and she took one out. Just as she was about to bite into one she realized she hadn't even made sure he'd want them. "Oh I'm sorry did you want these? I could always get you some sandwich things..." She said about to get up and do just that.

It was then his hand snaked out across her waist and he pulled her back down on the couch, closer than she was at first.

"The strawberries are fine." To prove it took one and bit into it. "See." David smiled, right before he noticed his hand was still wrapped around her waist. Yet, he made no move to move it.

Gillian almost let a gasp slip through her lips when he snagged her waist. She hadn't seen that coming.

When she sat back down and he grabbed one of the strawberries she watched his lips carefully take in the succulent fruit. His lips were so perfect as they wrapped around the small innocent berry. Gillian licked her lips slightly and realized she was staring. Oh how she'd love to be that fruit right now.

Just as she was about to pull her gaze from his mouth she watched as some of the juice began to dribble down his chin. Her eye's met his for a mere second before she reached forward with her hand and used her thumb to gently wipe it away.

David shivered at the contact. It was getting to be too much. "Gillian." He said in a strained voice, trying to remain in control. "Why did we come here?" Not that he minded. But he was done with pretenses. He wanted her plain and simple. He knew he shouldn't be having those thoughts with being married but there was something about her. He sensed she felt it too. Otherwise why would she be here with him instead of with her husband?

At his words Gillian dropped her hand and looked away from him. He deserved an explanation. He deserved the truth. But could he handle what she was about to tell him? What she was was going to reveal to him after all the hiding?

"David..." She began still looking at he hands that were now folded in her lap.

'I can't do this.' She told her herself suddenly.

'Yes you can. Even if nothing happens then at least you learned your lesson but if something does happen...well then maybe you should let it. Maybe once you realize that it was just a fling or hookup you'll be able to laugh about it later...' Gillian swallowed and began again her voice soft.

"David I brought you here because, because I think..." She paused to look up at him. She hoped she wouldn't have to finish. She hoped he could just read her like he usually did.

David nodded, not needing her to finish what she was going to say. His large hand cupped her entire cheek. He gaze never faltered from her eyes.

"I know. I know. I feel the same way." He let his hand fall away. "But what came we do about it?" His hand raked through his hair. "We're both married." He said, his voice sounding like it was filled with regret.

"I know. I know." She repeated his own words. "But...no...no one has to know..." She looked at him to see his reaction. "If we feel this way shouldn't we at least get to experience what we think is right? Shouldn't we at least get to know what could have been?"

Listening to her, David knew there was nothing he'd deny this one. His time, his body, even his love. Right now she had them all.

"It feels very right being with you, like this." He let his hand stroke her side. "I need to know what could have been." He admitted. But he was wondering something. "Will this only be a one time thing?" David hoped not. "There's no turning back after tonight. I'll always want you. I always have." He gave her a moment to let the words sink in.

Gillian nodded, as he spoke his words were deep. Deep just like everything else about him.

Like his eye's for instance. When her gaze would catch his from time to time Gillian could feel herself getting lost in them. He could make her forget who she was or where she was and that scared her. No one she knew could do that to her. Not even Clyde.

"I don't know, but I need to know too..." She replied just as truthfully. "But what I do know is that I want you too." She paused before she spoke again. "David, I have never wanted...to...to feel...someone..." Her voice lowered as she spoke and her hands found his broad shoulder's. Her right hand moved down to the arm of his left and she stroked it slightly. "or..to...love...someone like..like I do you." Just as the last of her words left her mouth her gaze met his. "I have to know what could have been." She repeated his words to him.

David's hand was once again on her face, stroking her cheek lightly. He pulled her face closer to his. "You don't know how long I dreamed of doing this." Once he finished, he lips brushed against hers, tentatively at first. He didn't want the mistake of pushing her too far too fast. He knew that she said she wanted to know too but that didn't mean she meant right now. But he just had to. He couldn't leave tonight with feeling her pouty lips against his at least just once.

Gillian held her breath as he leaned in closer to her face. 'Is he doing what I think he's doing?' Gillian didn't have time to answer the thought because his lips were against hers.

Oh God his lips... They were so soft and gentle. He kissed her as if he was afraid she might break. She didn't want him thinking that. She hated to be treated like she'd break but she also knew he was probably not wanting to push her too fast.

To give him an okay her hand that had stayed on his arm moved up the jacket to his shoulder. She brought it around his neck then and her fingers ran through the short hairs at the base of his neck pulling him closer to her body. She wanted to feel him. She wanted to know just once what it if felt like to be with a man that felt utterly the same way about you as you did about him.

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David's mind was overloading. She wasn't resisting or pulling away. 'God yes!' His mind screamed.

David's lips pressed more urgently against her as well as his body. Gillian was intoxicating and he was feeling very punch drunk right now. He was deliriously happy.

He pressed his weight into her, pinning her between him and the couch. When he felt her hands at the base of his neck, he kissed her even harder. Never did he think he have her in such an intimate encounter, he never dared to dream about it. His hand was now on her leg, it was bare, soft, silky. Everything about her was beautiful. He wanted more of her, to consume and be consumed by her. His skin was ablaze, hot from her touches. David never sought to possess a person with so much intensity; there was definitely no going back now. He'd definitely have her again. She'd be a fool to think he'd let her go. Husband be damned.

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His kisses were making her head spin.

When Gillian had pulled him closer with her hands at his neck it only seemed to release what was inside of him more. Then as he pressed her against the back of the couch and his body moved against her's she let out a soft moan of pleasure. She couldn't stop it. His kisses were just too much to handle without some kind of small release.

Then at the feeling of his hand on her leg she moved her hand from around his neck to join the other that was now running up and down his chest underneath his tux jacket. There was defiantly no going back now and right now Clyde seemed so far away.

Her hands moved under the jacket to his shoulders trying to push the jacket of. She just prayed he wouldn't deny her doing this.

David broke away from their kiss long enough to shrug out of his tux jacket. He never cared for it anyway.

His lips were on her again, this time on her neck. David kissed her skin there getting a heavy dose of her perfume. He moaned, committing her smell to memory. He was careful not to nip or suck on her skin, not wanting to leave any marks especially when he wanted nothing more than to mark her as his. Because she was. He didn't care that she was married and in this instance he didn't care he was either. Gillian belonged to him. He knew now, this was inevitable. They were going to be together. He always find the time for her.

Pulling away slightly, David nibbled lightly on her ear, sucking on her ear lobe. "I love you." He whispered in her ear. "I'm in love with you." He whispered once more before kissing her lips once more. God how she looked so incredibly sexy sprawled out against her couch, a blush on her cheeks, with her lips swollen from their kisses.

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Gillian let out another moan as he nibbled her ear and she moved her hands more over his chest, her nails raking across his chest through the dress shirt as she did.

When he told her he loved her she knew then that she'd remember this night forever and that she'd always be his no matter what. She could be married as she was now and that wouldn't matter. This would be the night he claimed her and this would be the night she let him.

Her hand's found his dress shirt buttons as he returned to kissing her neck. It was hard to focus on undoing his shirt but she desperately wanted to feel his skin against hers and under her hands.

Upon using every once of concentration she had she managed to get the shirt open and the minute it was her hands were all over his skin and her nails gently raked over his chest leaving light pink lines. A man had never felt so good to her before.

Gillian grasp his head with a free hand and kissed his lips hard pulling his lower lip between her teeth to nibble it. "I love you." She finally whispered to him before pushing the dress shirt over his toned arms. "I'm yours." She then told him with out hesitation.

"Mine." David growled back in her ear. "Always." He hitched her dress up higher. His hands squeezed both of her thighs.

"Mmm." She responded as he squeezed her thighs. "Forever." His hands were like magic on her body. Made her feel like she could melt right there.

"You feel incredibly good." He pulled away standing up, and pulled her up as well. "Incredibly good." He repeated unzipping her dress. He watched the fabric pool at her feet before taking in her entire body. "Beautiful." He muttered letting his hand travel across the flat plane of her stomach, wrapping around her waist, pulling her close. He held her face in his hand kissing her forehead, nose, and finally her lips once more.

Fully engaged in their kiss, he reached around and unhooked her bra. As it fell to the floor, David pushed her into the couch once again.

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As he stood she thought he might be changing his mind but then she felt herself be pulled up against him. Then she felt his hand at the back of her dress and soon it was falling to the floor. When it did the cool air hit her skin and she almost shivered. However, his body was soon against hers and the cold was pushed away.

Gillian wrapped her arms around his neck as he kissed her again which made it easier for him to work her bra. When he had it undone she dropped her arms and let it fall. She blushed slightly at letting him see her topless like this but soon it was forgotten when he pushed her back onto the couch.

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Gillian moved herself back up the couch using her elbows and stared up at him with hungry eyes. When he moved back to her she pulled him on top of her body so he was straddling her.

Her hands ran down his chest and her eyes never left his as she tugged on the zipper of his pants. Once the zipper was down she started to work the button and at that point she began to nibble along his neck not caring anymore if she left marks or not. If they were going to remember this night she wanted it to be expressed fully.

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Once she undid the button on his pants, he toed off his shoes, and slid his pants down. David had a noticeable bulge in the front of his boxers.

He lowered his lips back to hers once more. He couldn't get enough of the feel of her lips.

When she raked her nails across his chest and felt her lips and teeth on the sensitive skin all bets were off. His mouth was any and everywhere on her body, nipping and sucking. He'd care about the marks later.

His hands hooked into the sides of her panties and slowly peeled them off before shedding his boxers. He couldn't wait anymore, he had to be inside her. "Gillian?" David said, asking if she was ready. God he hoped so.

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His lips were like fire on her skin and the sensations were becoming unbearable. She wanted him inside her. She needed him and she needed him now.

When he spoke her eyes met his and she nodded. Her legs then spread and she opened them to him waiting, for the rush she was about to feel.

Her hand moved down his chest until she found him in her hand. She wrapped her hand around his length quickly taking in his size. He was big. Much bigger then any man before him. As she guided him into her she felt herself fall into his control.

When her hand wrapped around his length, David almost lost complete control right then and there.

He grit his teeth and took a deep breath as he slid inside her. He moaned loudly as he did so. She was so tight and wet, the sensation was incredible.

Once he was fully inside her, he was absolutely still for a moment, kissing her lips, her chin, nipping and sucking at her neck, giving her a chance to adjust to his size, she was a small woman. Smaller than anyone he had been with before. After a few moments, he slid almost completely out before thrusting back into her quickly.

"Mmmm." She vocalized with him as he pushed fully into her for the first time.

While he stilled to let her adjust she let him take possession of her lips and kiss her. She kissed him back nibbling and sucking causing his lips to be just as red as hers from their kisses. She'd wanted this for so long. She wanted 'him' for so long.

"David..." She breathed huskily in his ear before he pushed into her again. The action made her moan out again but louder with pleasure. He was everything she'd thought he'd be and so much more.

Her legs wrapped around him to pull him closer to her body. Her legs weren't that long but when he was fully pressed against her she could almost lock her ankles completely. "I've...I've wanted this..." She kissed him all along his jaw, neck and shoulder. "...for so long."

His face was buried in her hair, nuzzling her neck.

"Me too." David panted. "Me too." His grip on her hips was tight and digging into her flesh.

The feel of her smooth legs wrapped around him caused him to shudder and moan in her ear. He pace sped up, his thrusting became deeper, rougher. David needed to see her lose control with wanted her putty under his hands

Gillian was lightheaded with desire as she wrapped her arms around him and raked her nails down his back. With each thrust she felt herself loosing more and more control. She gripped his ass and pressed him harder into her with each of his thrust. She wanted to feel all of him and she wanted him deep inside her but she also wanted him to feel her.

One of her hands grabbed his that where at her thighs and she brought it to her breast. She got to feel all of him and he deserved the same from her. However, she didn't know how much longer she could take it. Her climax was rising and there was no way to stop it.

She had never felt so complete. She released his hand, gripped him tight and dug her own nails into his skin. Words were lost to her and nothing else seemed to make sense at that moment. They were together at last...even if it was only their first and sadly their last.

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David's thrust got harder and faster. The feel of his hand on her breast was pushing him close to the edge. And when she tightened around him, there were no words to describe what he was feeling. He bit down on his lip as his movements become jerky, this was it.

David bit down on her neck and cupped her breast as his own climax approached. He thrust one long, hard final time as he came. "Gillian!"

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His climax made her squeeze tighter around him and his explosion inside of her made her scream out again. "Ohh god!..." She let slip as he rode her hard. "David!" No man had ever made her loose control as much as this before.

After his climax, David made no effort to move. He wanted to stay inside her as long as possible.

"That was....you were....amazing." He said, still breathless. It was never like that for him before. It was as if she'd awaken a part of him he never knew existed. He ran his thumb over her lower lip before pressing his lips to hers once more. "I meant what I said." David reminded her, not wanting her to think he blurted it out in the heat of the moment.

Gillian kissed him back softly before she spoke. He didn't have to tell her he meant it. She knew he did. She felt it all the way and it was the same for her.

"I meant it to..." Her hand moved up to his face and she stroked his cheek. "I can't forget this..." She leaned into kiss him slowly and gently. "I won't..." She breathed out afterwards. How could she? Tonight she had found a piece of her she thought she'd lost.

After a few more moments of kissing and soft touches, David moved so now they were laying side by side. He lightly fingered her curls, well what was left of them.

His fingers danced across her neck, touching the marks that were formed there before looking into her blue eyes.

"Where do we go from here? We both have lives to go back to." This was the part he was dreading. He knew neither one of them would leave their spouses, it made this so much more harder and complicated.

Gillian watched him carefully. His eyes were full of love and his hands were gentle as they caressed her lovingly. She had never had a man be such a gentle lover as him. Most others...even Clyde after making love would not touch her. Sometimes it made her feel like she was dirty or disgusting to them. Like she was leftover from the night before but not David no... he let her know she was truly loved.

She swallowed at his words and closed her eyes for a moment. Where would they go from here? What would they do? They surly couldn't tell anyone. That would ruin everything.

"I guess we do what we've always done..." Her voice as just a whisper but she knew he heard her. Gillian moved closer and pressed her head against his chest, listening to his steady heart beat. "You'll always be the one I remember." She placed a kiss on his chest. She hated to say those words. It killed her to say them but he had to know.

David nodded, and wrapped an arm around her pulling her close. But Gillian was right. They had to go back to the way things were.

"No matter happens, you'll always be mine." He meant that, she might be married to Clyde but he owned her heart.

Like her, he never forget tonight. Things would be so much easier if he never saw her again, but he knew he'd go crazy not seeing her, or hearing her loud laughs and giggles on the set. But now it would be so much more harder...

At his words she looked up at him.

"I love you...so much." She felt the tears welling up in her eyes. It was so unfair. She wanted to be with him but couldn't. She wanted to be the one that he kissed every morning before they went to work or be the one he reached out for in the middle of the night. "I really don't want things to go back to how they were. I can't stand him..." She confided, talking about Clyde. "I don't feel loved when I'm with him David. I feel like I'm just a warm body he comes home to..." She paused trying to hold back her tears. "All I am is a good lay to him and I hate it...David, he doesn't even look at me afterwards. Like he's disgusted by what he sees." She knew she must be sounding whinny and he'd probably tell her to deal with it if she wanted them to be like this.

David instead felt himself getting angry when Gillian told him about Clyde. "He doesn't deserve you." But then again neither did he. His arms tightened around her waist. "Why are you still with him?" His voice was still filled with anger. "You could do so much more better." 'Like me.' He added silently. His lips pressed against her forehead.

Gillian bit her lip holding back the tears. " Because as much as I hate it...I still love him...in a way. He's been there for me..." Gillian pushed herself away from him to look at his reaction. She'd hoped he'd understand. "And because I can't be with the man I really love..."

That hurt more than he cared to admit. But it was the truth. Just as she would surely go back to Clyde, he knew he'd go back Tea.

"I'm sorry..." David said softly. "I'm sorry I can't be who you want and need me to be. I just can't turn my back on her." He didn't bother saying her name, knowing she'd understand. "Just know she'll never be to me what you are. I want you. I love you." Sighing he continued. "But it's not in the cards for us despite how badly we both want it."

Gillian nodded her head against his chest. "I know..." That hurt her too that he flatly told her they couldn't be together...but they both knew it was the truth.

"And he'll never have my heart like you do." Gillian leaned up and kissed his lips. "You'll always be the only one..."

He was still blown away every time he felt her lips brushed against hers. "And you have mines as well." David locked eyes with hers. Now it was time to face the world once again. "It's time to go." He said quietly. They both had lives to get back to.

Gillian pulled her eye's away from his and let go of him but didn't make no action to move. The instant she dropped her arms she felt the cool air against her body and shivered slightly. She didn't want to go...she never wanted to but things couldn't be like this. Not for either of them. She loved him and she knew he loved her. For now...that would have to do.

Seeing her shiver, David ran a hand up and down her back, creating a little friction before pulling away. With a heavy heart and a sigh, he managed to pull away and get dressed.

After having her so close, being the slightest bit away made him feel empty, alone. Gillian was his other half and yet they were separated, split apart. What good was it to feel whole, knowing the completeness was only fleeting?

He picked up her dress and held it out for her, and helped zip her up. When he was able to meet her eyes, his was filled with longing. He shouldn't have to give up the best thing that happened to him, yet here he was doing exactly that.

As he held out her dress Gillian reached for it slowly and slipped it on after her bra and panties. She then turned and let him zip up the back for her, feeling his hands linger knowing he didn't want this to end either.

Spinning around to face him again she could see the hurt in his eye's. Not knowing what else to do she went to him and wrapped her arms around him. This would be the most contact they'd have for a while if not forever.

David welcome her hug, not letting her go until it was absolutely necessary. He kissed the top of head saying, "Come on, let's get out of here." Leaving her trailer, they walked hand in hand back to the limo. The driver could see the tension between them and stayed silent. David once more held the door open for her, before getting in himself he told the driver. "'s home." Before getting in and closing the door.

The ride to her home was spent in silence. Neither of them dare say anything and they were too lost in their own worlds to do so anyway. When they pulled up Gillian noted that Clyde's car wasn't in the driveway.

"Will you come up?" She asked not sure if he'd take her up on the offer but desperately hoping he would. She needed one more chance to be alone with him.

David wanted to. But everything about it screamed 'bad idea.' But he nodded anyway. The driver had the door open, he stepped out and held out a hand for Gillian. He walked with her hand in hand up to her door. "I believe this is where we say our goodnights." He leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips before pecking her cheek.

'More like goodbyes..' Thought Gillian to herself sadly. Her lips tingled at the gentleness of the kiss and she let him pull away to kiss her cheek.

Before he could get far however, Gillian leaned back up to kiss him fully. She wanted to remember his lips, his body and even his smell. She pulled him closer to her and kissed him deeply and passionate. 'No!' Her mind screamed and she pulled away suddenly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She looked up to meet his gaze with watery eyes.

He cupped her cheek in his hand, looking at her wistfully.

"Don't be. Don't cry." David said softly. "We both knew this would hard." He said never taking his eyes off hers. For some reason he was able to smile. Yes. He decided he would embrace tonight for what it was and enjoy it instead of looking back and thinking never again.

Knowing Gillian would be wondering how he could smile at a time like this, David said, "I'm glad this happen. Us. It was everything I dreamed of and more." He decided to go for broke and pulled her into another steamy kiss before pulling away. "My heart beats for you. No one else." To prove his point he brought her hand up to his chest where he was sure she could feel the fast pacing pumping of his heart.

With her hand against his chest Gillian looked up at him with tearful eyes.

"I love you." She told him barely audible. She loved him and always would. No matter what happened or what changed. Tonight was the best of her life.

Taking her eye's off him she glanced out toward the limo even though they could not see it from where they were standing.

"You have to go...Clyde...he'll be home soon." The thought sickened her but if she wanted to remember this night for what it was she'd have to be strong. "Go..." She then said but not pushing him.

"I love you too." He mouthed to her before turning and walking down the driveway. Reaching the limo, David looked back at her once more before entering his ride.

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On the drive home, the images of them together clouded his mind. How could he give that up? He sure as hell didn't want to. The thought of Clyde getting to come home to her was sickening.

When the driver pulled up to his place David barely mumbled a goodbye and thank you. Tea would be in bed already asleep, thankfully. It had been a long night, he should have showered. But he didn't dare wash Gillian's scent off of him.

Instead he stripped down to his boxers and slid in next to his wife who slumbered on unaware. He laid on his back, with his hands behind his head. Sleep would not come easily for him tonight...

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Again Special thanks to my friend Jasmine! she did great parts for David!!!