JD for a Day by RPcrazy
Written for The Dogg Days of Christmas (2001)
Dedicated to GillSculle � the lovely Becky � you rock girrrl. She wanted John Doggett for a day so she got him.
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Introduction
No sooner had Mulder said, �..a pair of home runs for the good guys!� when the scene dissolved and Doggett was once again on his journey fulfilling women�s dreams.
Noelle had explained to him the nature of his next fantasy and he�d smiled knowing exactly how he was going to pull this one off. After changing clothes at his house they were off to London and the next adventure.
He smugly looked down in his hand at the gift Noelle had given him and lay back and dozed.
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Her family was sitting in front of the television all agog. It was Christmas Eve and it had been three weeks since Becky had entered the Christmas competition. Even though she knew she had no hope of winning there still was that spark of expectancy. Winning this one would be better even than being triumphant in the big one in the nation�s lottery. The prize was priceless.
Her brother kept saying just to tease,
�Why would you want to meet him he�s ugly.�
She felt like bitching back until she saw the cheeky glint in his eye and said to diffuse the situation,
�If he�s so ugly then I�ll have him all for myself.�
Later in bed she�d hugged her pillow thinking how great it would be to really have him for herself, to be able to talk to him alone, to look into his eyes, to give him a bear hug and say,
�What do you want to do now? Want a game of Twister?� Becky looked over to the pogo stick she�d received for her birthday and thought about what fun it would be if Doggett liked all the things she did.
Her sister said,
�Becky, you�re a moron, Mulder will only ever be the guy that�s remembered on �The X-Files�. I don�t know why you�re still watching that crud show anyway. It�s gone creepy.�
Becky was obviously annoyed with her sister�s comments but realised too that she�d heard that talk before. It was the voice of the minority and a sad dampener on the good X-Files shippers.
�Hey, you two,� Dad defended. �Get off her back!�
Becky knew deep down that her dad had the penchant for The X-Files too but had never, to her knowledge, actively watched it.
The commercial break seemed too long as they waited for the results of the competition to spend a day with John Doggett from The X-Files.
�And now, what you�ve all been waiting for. ..�
�The TV sputtered a bit..
�The winner in the �Spend a day with John Doggett from The X-Files � Christmas competition is�. Mitchell Sobers from East London.
� The TV then died�.
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�Ohhh,� Becky�s sister was obviously disappointed. She got up and gave the television a kick. That was curious, did she want Becky to win this competition or was there something else?
�Damn TV!� Dad got up to check the set. The whole family had lulled into numbness. They had all secretly wanted to meet this man that had made Becky so happy. Such was life. There were disappointments and this was one of those.
�He probably can�t spare the time away from filming anyway to come all the way over here to London.� Becky justified just as the doorbell rang.
All the room�s occupants looked at each other each thinking the same thought. Was the timing of this fate? Hope began to rise in their throats. They all went to the door in a huddle and Becky turned the handle.
�Oh, it�s only you Mrs. Johnson,� she said dejectedly to their next door neighbour, then realised she was being rude and ushered her inside.
�No, thankyou dear, I won�t come in.� The old lady looked quite agitated.
�What is it Mrs Johnson?� Becky had a slight frown.
�I was hanging out the washing and saw someone on your roof�
The family all looked at each other and the elderly lady continued, �Yes, it looked like a lady dressed in a red Santa suit.� This lady had a reputation for being a snoop and she was usually quite accurate with her sightings, which made the family quite curious.
Just then they heard a sound from the living room. After rushing towards the disturbance the sounds became louder. They were emanating from the chimney.
Suddenly there was a loud bump and the floor was filled with soot that quickly filled out to the living room. They all coughed and rolled on the ground trying to see what had fallen down the chimney. Gradually the soot subsided and an embarrassed looking and bruised man slowly stood up brushing off his Hugo Boss suit and running fingers through his short, spiky hair.
Becky couldn�t believe her eyes. The other family members stood awestruck.
Before them looking quite sheepish was FBI Special Agent John Doggett.
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�You must be Becky.� His voice on The X-Files was sexy but hearing it in reality was mesmeric. She melted and had to hold onto the couch to stay standing.
Becky was still speechless as the family members all introduced themselves then exited the room leaving Becky with her Christmas wish.
Doggett chuckled at Becky�s expression. �So you want me for a day do you?� He smiled at her and held out his arms, �Come here Becky.� He beckoned with his fingers and she slowly walked over. His strong arms wrapped around her hugging her tightly. He smelled so good and the feel of his body right next to hers was the stuff of dreams not reality like this.
Doggett waited until Becky was ready before he released his hold on her. She looked up into his beautiful blue eyes and handsome face.
�How?� She finally spoke. �How did you get here?�
�That�s a little tricky to explain actually. Let�s put it this way, someone knew you wanted to be with me for a day and I obliged.�
�But why me?�
�I suppose I like to please my devoted X-Files fans and you�re one of my biggest.� Becky chuckled at the thought. She�d certainly expounded her admiration for this man and all his attributes.
�Come on Becky, show me your room.� He held her hand and was led to a room at the end of the hall.
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�I haven�t seen one of those for years.� His eyes lit up as he saw the pogo stick leaning up against her cupboard. �Can I have a go?� Becky couldn�t believe her ears.
�Yes, but don�t you think you�d look a little strange bouncing around on that dressed in a suit?� Doggett gave one of his lip curls and nodded.
�Wait! I�ll be back soon.� Becky spirited out of the room and was back in a flash with some of her dad�s casual clothes. �Dad said you can wear these. She held out a pair of black jeans and a black polo.
�Very kind of him.� He began undressing taking off his pants. Becky took a glimpse of his navy blue boxers before she realised that maybe he would need some privacy for this.
�Err, um,.. I�ll just turn around.� Becky faced the other way and Doggett just grinned.
�Okay Becky, you can look now.� Well you could have knocked her over with a feather. The site of this man here right in front of her, dressed all in black made her weak at the knees.
�How come my dad doesn�t look as good as you in those clothes?� She was still opened mouthed trying not to stare at the places girls using ogle at when guys are dressed like that. She�d only ever seen him on television and now he was here in her bedroom dressed that way.
�Come on, where can we go with this?� Doggett grabbed the contraption then placed a hand lightly on Becky�s back urging her to move.
They went to the back yard.
They had so much fun taking turns counting how many bounces they could each do before they fell off. Becky outshone Doggett, she made it to a record 53. His was only 42.
Becky looked at her watch.
�Um Mr Doggett.� Doggett looked up suddenly.
�Becky honey, call me John. What is it?�
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�I�d totally forgotten, John. I have a basketball match in thirty minutes. I have to get ready now.� She rushed off to her bedroom to get changed. Doggett grinned and followed her. He peered around the bedroom door and asked,
�How do you usually get there?�
�Oh, I�m sorry John. I usually take my bike. I totally forgot about this. Will you wait for me?� She tied her shoelaces and put her hair up.
�Wait for you?!� he emphasised. �I�ll take you there.� It gradually dawned on her the enormity of this man being seen with her. This man who many people would recognise if they watched The X-Files.
�John, how will you take me, didn�t you get here through the chimney?�
�Becky, honey, I have my own bike, you can hop on with me.� The thought of double dinking with this man was so enticing. She imagined the faces of her friends as they cycled up to the Leamington Sports Complex about three kilometres away from home, her resting in his lap.
�Okay then, I�ll meet you out front.� She hurriedly assembled her bag and with a smirk on her face she added two more articles of clothing, one from her dad�s drawer.
�Mum! Dad! I�ll see you for lunch.� She raced out the front door.
Her brakes went on as she witnessed a site that had only ever been in her dreams. There in the driveway of her home was John Doggett straddled over a motorbike, and a Harley Davidson at that. Her mouth dropped as he kick started the engine and the roar of the motor filled the air.
�C�mon,� he motioned silently with his head. Becky was awestruck but still edged over to his waiting arms.
�Hop on Becky.� He helped her on the back. She hadn�t ever ridden a motorbike before let alone a Harley.
�Arms around me. Don�t me shy now. I�m here for you today Becky. And by the way �a whole day� means a night time too.� Doggett waited for her reaction and knew what it was even without words. He smiled inwardly knowing he would do whatever this lovely lady wanted for Christmas and he meant *anything*.
Becky was in spasms thinking what they could do at night. She knew what *she* wanted to do but she didn�t know if it was all part of the plan. How far could this Christmas wish go? How far would this gorgeous, sexy man go with her? She clung on tightly and rested her head on his back as they sped off down the street.
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The noisy engine pulled up in front of the local sports centre and all eyes looked over. Becky was on the back clinging to the taut, lean body in front of her. Her head rested on his shoulder, her hands on his chest. She made sure she ran her hands up and down feeling his chest as he powered down, imagining the bare skin below the layers.
All eyes were on this bikie duo. Becky recognised some of her friends from college and her basketball team mixing in front of the entrance doors. There were Maggie and Kate, Josey and Dillon. She smiled and felt very proud of herself as she got off the bike. Doggett noticed the shocked expressions and after alighting and securing the Harley in its parking spot, he took Becky�s hand. Mouths could have caught flies as Doggett swept Becky through the gathering.
�You know these people Becky honey?�
�Uh huh, hello Dillon, girls.� Her grin would have reached from London to New York.
Once they were inside Becky turned to Doggett.
�Thankyou so much for doing that for me John. Those four have been teasing me forever about my obsession with you. That really stuck in to them!�
�So tell me, is there someone that you�d really like to impress? Someone that you�d perhaps like to make a little jealous?� Doggett looked into her eyes, his hands on her arms.
�Oh yes, Matt!�
�Then I have a plan of action.� He grinned his wonderful smile to Becky and squeezed her hand. � Where�s this basketball match of yours. I wanna see you in action girl.�
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One side of the basketball court was the spectators� stands. John Doggett was there too. All the girls were about to start their match. Doggett noticed a boy talking to Becky. By the look on her face he deduced it must have been Matt. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and ran up to the stands sitting about three people away and one row down from Doggett. This plan was going to work out fine.
The match began with a ball up and the action started. Doggett couldn�t help but watch Becky and the way she handled the ball. She was quick and evasive, just the sort of sportswoman he admired. His eyes also went to her outfit and her shape underneath. <<very nice.>> he thought. This young lady was something special. She was very attractive, so intelligent and she was fun to be with. If she wanted this relationship to go further then he wouldn�t hesitate to comply.
Becky had the ball and was on her way dribbling down the court, the crowd was urging her on � lay up! The crowd clapped and cheered. Doggett saw this as an opportunity.
�Go Becky!� he called out. Matt looked around to see where this came from and looked puzzled. He thought he hadn�t seen this man before. The ball went up the other end, the rebound was caught by Becky who proceeded to once again race down the other end for another lay-up � two in a row. This girl was a sportswoman, he was impressed.
�Yes Becky, you go my girl!� This time Doggett looked over and locked gazes with Matt. Familiarisation started to register across his face. This was the man Becky had talked about so much and that he�d teased her about never getting to meet him. Doggett just winked and went back to the game.
Becky�s team won 53 to 26 and Becky was the team�s top scorer. Matt raced down on the final siren and went to give her a hug. All the time she was looking at Doggett as he came walking towards her.
�Excuse me, Matt isn�t it?� The young man turned around to face him. �It�s my turn now, this is my lady.� He caught her by the waist, drew her in and gave her the most wonderful kiss on the lips. Becky had never experienced a kiss so sensuous. She opened her mouth to his and took in his tongue. Too bad about the prying eyes around, she was in her own little world. Her tongue touched his and the kiss became more intense. This oral affection was doing things to her body that she had rarely experienced before. She was going to have to leave with him soon or she would embarrass herself in front of her teammates and her boyfriend.
�Ahem,� a voice said beside them. It was her teammate Josey. �You two need to get a room.� Becky broke the kiss and still looking into Doggett�s eyes she said dreamily,
�Yes, we do, don�t we.�
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Doggett and Becky headed for the change rooms.
�I�m still breathless John. Where did you learn to kiss like that?�
�Kissing 101.� He lightly chuckled.
Before she went into the change rooms she turned to this handsome man beside her and suggested,
�How about we go swimming, they have a pool here.�
�Okay, but I�ll have to skinny dip because I don�t have a swim suit.� Becky�s eyes widened at the thought of swimming with this man naked but of course it wouldn�t happen.
�No problem, wait a moment.� She ducked into the room and came back moments later with something blue in her hands. �Here.� She held out a blue pair of speedos. �These are my dad�s but I can tell you�ll look a hell of lot better in them than he does.
�I don�t have a towel.�
�That�s all taken care of too. Let�s get changed and I�ll meet you there.�
Becky got to the pool and looked around for John. She was quite eager to see him in the blue speedos. When her dad wore them she could have puked but the thought of this man in them peeked her imagination and her hormones.
She noticed a small crowd at one end of the pool but no John. Josey and Dillon, Maggie and Kate were in the throng. Was that Matt also? She really liked Matt and he liked her but he just couldn�t understand her attraction to a fictional character on a television series. Now, she thought, he may respect her a little more. John was real, not imaginary.
Someone was in the middle of the huddle and the focus of all the attention. The group parted to reveal a gorgeous hunk of a man in blue speedos - that body, the chest, the legs, the face looking at her in that loving way. She felt her cheeks flush a little as her eyes diverted down to the very appealing *package* below. Becky just knew she wanted this man, she wanted him in her bed. She wanted that package near hers and to feel every part of this man.
Her imagination ran wild as she walked around the pool�s edge towards the crowd and the man that was beckoning with his body and his eyes. It was all slow motion, as if a dream, but it was real. Admiration on the faces of her friends and the autographs in their hands were almost dismissed as she neared her destination.
His eyes also looked over her body. She had especially chosen this swimsuit to impress. It was modest but sexy because it showed her curves and physical attributes without having to reveal too much. Doggett nodded approval and raised his eyebrows as she approached.
Her friends parted to let her move up to John.
�Becky, sweetheart. You look adorable.� He held out his arms like a magnet to her body. Attraction to that body was irresistible. There was hardly time to wrap her arms around him when he kissed her again. All eyes were watching. Here was their friend being intimate with a famous star. What a legend!
Matt looked a little dejected but remembered the short conversation he and Becky had had on the basketball court and felt a little relieved.
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�John, I want you so much.� Becky lay on her bed with Doggett hovering above her. They were both naked and ready to be intimate. She felt him hard against her and anticipated what he would feel like inside her. Her juices were flowing and she just knew this would be one of the memorable unions of her life.
�Becky, I want to do this.� He had to make sure.
�Yes John, I want it too. I�ve wanted it forever.� He leant into her ear and whispered,
�I want to make this memorable, you are so special, you deserve the best.� He found her warm, enticing entrance and pushed inside, always thinking about her needs. The feel of his dick gently probing her made her muscles relax and he pushed deeper.
Their bodies were one, they were linked, this was an emotional and physical unity. She felt his back over the contours and down to his ass as he probed her. He moved a hand to her ass and lifted it to penetrate more deeply. Both bodies were in ecstasy, moving and feeling. Becky transcended to a higher plane as she deliberately experienced every penetration, every thrust.
His mouth now moved down to hers and beckoned her tongue. She obliged breathlessly, exploring his mouth with her own.
This union was pure heaven, the material dreams are made of.
�Oh John, I�ve wanted you for so long. You have no idea.�
�I know.� He spoke into her mouth.
There were many times she had dreamt of this moment never expecting it to be real. As she felt over his naked body above her and in her she assured herself that this was no dream. This amazing man wanted her and was inside her filling her with love. When her climax happened she hadn�t believed anything could be so profound. She opened her whole being to the experience knowing deep down that this may be the only time she would feel such emotion.
Conscious that she�d had her release he let fly and surged out inside her.
�Oh, my dear Becky. That was wonderful. You are wonderful.�
This comment and the feel of him closer than close to her she would remember forever.
�John,� she breathed. �I never want you to leave.�
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As they lay in bed in each other�s arms there was the faint sound of a car engine from a distance and they both knew that this fantasy was about to come to its inevitable end.
Doggett looked into Becky�s tear-filled eyes and knew her pain but also knew her strength. She would come to remember this day for the rest of her life. This was the day she was fortunate enough to fulfil her deepest fantasy. Now, how many women in life got to do that?
�Becky, Noelle�s on her way I have to get dressed now.� Doggett gave her one more melting kiss, hugging her naked body to his and pulled back the bedcovers.
�John?� She touched his arm. �Will I see you again? I *want* to see you again.�
He smiled at her uncertain face.
�Becky, you need to find someone in real life who will be your soul mate. You can have fantasies and that�s okay but you need also to have your feet firmly on the ground.�
Becky began to cry softly. Doggett felt for her and again snuggled in close and kissed her hair, his arms enveloping her warm body.
�All right.� After some thought he gently released her hold, got up and went over to his suit neatly folded on the chair. That back of his was sumptuous and that butt was perfect. His muscles flexed as he leant down to retrieve something from the pocket. He brought back an object in his hand. When Noelle had given it to him he hadn't realised he would be giving it away so soon but Becky was the perfect person for this gift.
�Shut your eyes and hold out your hand.� His voice was a mere whisper near her. A metallic coldness was pressed to her palm. �Open your eyes.� Doggett watched with tranquillity at Becky�s expression seeing the heart-shaped gold locket and chain.
�Open it honey.� A fingernail found the catch.
�Oh John, it�s picture of you.� Her face lit up the dim bedroom.
�It�s more than that actually.� He caught her hand and held it firmly and continued, �Noelle gave this to me, there�s only one in all the world.�
�Only one?� She wanted more information than this.
�Noelle said that I could choose one lady to give this to. I would need to choose carefully because I cannot take it back. It�s special.�
�I know it�s special. Oh thankyou John.�
�No, you don�t understand.� Becky looked suitably puzzled. �It�s magical.�
�Magical? How?�
�All you do is place the locket heart near your heart and make a wish. I will be here whenever you want me. It won�t actually be me but it will seem real.�
The sound of the Cadillac was right outside the house now and Doggett had to hurry to get dressed.
Becky held the locket in her hands as Doggett gave her a kiss then headed out the door giving her one more sweet glance.
�This was a special day for me Becky. Think about me as often as want.� The door closed and Becky felt emptiness in her heart.
What now? This would surely be the most important day in her life. Doggett was not someone you could make love to then forget about it. She looked at the finely carved locket with the picture of the object of her desires.
With a knowing smile she placed the gold jewellery next to her heart, closed her eyes and wished.
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The End