"Honest to God, I meant to ease her into it; I never meant to blurt it out like that. You’d think, after seven years and countless bizarre cases, I would have learned my lesson. But I was so excited; so anxious to get my teeth into this one, I forgot to be diplomatic – forgot to use my head instead of my heart. I had spent the weekend going through all the files and the plethora of information I’d found, on the Web and in B. Dalton’s; I’d taken notes, collected documented testimonials from folks who had decided to talk about what they knew of this particular organization… by the time Scully hit the basement on Monday, I was so wired that she never had a chance.
Posing as my little wifey, and involving herself in what could be considered 'deviant sexual cultish situations…'”
This one has some delicious "keeping it real while undercover" smut in it. I had a little trouble imagining Scully losing control to the extent she does, but I'm willing to forgive these writers this once; they're two of my all-time favourites. And like I say, OOC is perfectly acceptable when there's intense sex involved... which is why I hate it when CC takes them out of character.