Things had been busy lately down at the FBI. Mulder and Scully got a
huge lead on a case involving the deaths of three young girls, and Scully
just finished her field report yesterday. It had been months since she
actually had some time off to herself. She hardly knew how to contain
herself infact. She thought about going out somewhere and actually getting
around, but she was tired of running. She just wanted to stay in and do
something. But what? Mulder had been hinting that he would have
absolutely nothing to do without his work, but then she figured he would be
out shooting hoops in no time. Thats the type of man he was. Can't keep
still for a second. She was contemplating what she would do with such an
opportunity, then finally thought she would probably catch up on some
reading. 'I have no social life whatsoever,' she thought to herself as she
picked up a book which had a thin layer of dust on the top.
Scully jumped a considerable ammount when the loud ringing of the phone broke the silence of her persistant reading. "Scully," she said in a monotone voice. "How are you spending your time off Scully?" Mulder said with sheer boredom in his voice. "Can't one have a moment of reading in peace?" Scully said with a grin, answering his question. "Sounds to me like I'm not the only one who needs to get out more. Seriously, this can't be healthy can it?" he said with a tone of cheer in his voice. "If your expecting a scientific explination at which you can crack a joke at Mulder, it's not working," she replied in a playful manner. "Shouldn't you be out playing basketball or chasing u.f.o.'s?" she continued. "Funny you should mention that actually, I was watching this interesting Biography on television of how Dennis Rodman just may be a result of extraterrestrial experiments." That made them both smile. And there was yet another break of silence. "Did you eat dinner yet Mulder?" she finally asked. "Not yet. Did you have something in mind?" he answered. "I have lasagna thawing out which I already pre-made. I can't eat the whole thing by myself you know." she said with a warm sense of invitation. "What, your all out of sunflower seeds?" Mulder asked with sarcastic dissapointment. "Sorry, I ate the last bag today while I was viewing those u.f.o. videos you left at the office. Are you coming by or not?" she said impatiently. "On my way now. I just have one question before I leave..." he asked. "What turns women on more, black or maroon?" he said, trying to surpress all laughter. "Definately maroon. Maroon is you Mulder, it really is," Scully replied with a giggle. "See you soon." she said as she hung up the phone.
Scully realized she looked like garbage and that she only had fifteen minutes til Mulder arrived. She walked into the bathroom and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She promptly fixed her hair and straightened out her blouse which was bunched up from lounging on the sofa. Before she knew it she heard a steady knock on the door.
Scully opened the door with a pleasant welcome, and Mulder entered in. He was wearing black; the exact opposite that she had suggested when he asked. He wore black on purpose. She laughed in her head as she looked at his clothes. "Make yourself at home, have a seat," she said as she walked into the kitchen to check on the lasagna. "Would you like anything to drink? Coke, Sprite, Iced Tea, Rootbeer, Lemonade-" and the list went on. "Rootbeer's fine," he yelled from the living room. He was distracted by a memento which was laying on one of the shelves of the bookcase. He got up and picked it up to get a closer look. "You've been here five minutes and you already found something to investigate?" Scully said while setting two glasses down onto the coffee table. She walked over to his side to see what he was so interested in. He was fingering it, flipping it over and looking at it with a grin. "You gave that to me the other year for my birthday." Scully said as she moved closer to get a better look as well. "You still have this thing?" he said with a grunt. "It doesnt even have any meaning, I just thought it was a cool pendant." "It has meaning to me. It's a symbol of your friendship," She smiled. "and the fact that you probably didn't realize that it was my birthday until the last minute," and they both laughed in agreement. Mulder placed the pendant back onto the shelf in the spot which it origonally was in. He glanced over at Scully who was only a couple of feet away, and noticed that she was looking at him too. There was a sense of peace in the room; tranquility. Before they could get swept away in the moment, the earsplitting sound of the smoke detector sounded, which immediately followed by the scent of something burning. Scully was startled at the noise and with frustration ran into the kitchen to aid the burning dinner. Mulder walked in to see if she needed any assistence, but stood his distance when he saw she was clearly angered at the situation. He casually walked in as if not noticing her little fit, and asked if she needed any help. The look of anger suddenly turned to dissapointment as she looked up from the charcoaled pan. "Thanks," she sighed, "but it looks like the lasagna isn't an option anymore." she felt partially embarassed, she hadn't made a good impression as a cook. "To tell you the truth, I have something even better in mind." he said with a smirk. "Oh yea?" Scully was open to all suggestions at this point. "I'm driving," he said as he grabbed his coat and keys. "Where are we-" "You might want to bring a jacket, it's not exactly summer out there," he said interrupting as he held the door open for Scully.
Scully jumped a considerable ammount when the loud ringing of the phone broke the silence of her persistant reading. "Scully," she said in a monotone voice. "How are you spending your time off Scully?" Mulder said with sheer boredom in his voice. "Can't one have a moment of reading in peace?" Scully said with a grin, answering his question. "Sounds to me like I'm not the only one who needs to get out more. Seriously, this can't be healthy can it?" he said with a tone of cheer in his voice. "If your expecting a scientific explination at which you can crack a joke at Mulder, it's not working," she replied in a playful manner. "Shouldn't you be out playing basketball or chasing u.f.o.'s?" she continued. "Funny you should mention that actually, I was watching this interesting Biography on television of how Dennis Rodman just may be a result of extraterrestrial experiments." That made them both smile. And there was yet another break of silence. "Did you eat dinner yet Mulder?" she finally asked. "Not yet. Did you have something in mind?" he answered. "I have lasagna thawing out which I already pre-made. I can't eat the whole thing by myself you know." she said with a warm sense of invitation. "What, your all out of sunflower seeds?" Mulder asked with sarcastic dissapointment. "Sorry, I ate the last bag today while I was viewing those u.f.o. videos you left at the office. Are you coming by or not?" she said impatiently. "On my way now. I just have one question before I leave..." he asked. "What turns women on more, black or maroon?" he said, trying to surpress all laughter. "Definately maroon. Maroon is you Mulder, it really is," Scully replied with a giggle. "See you soon." she said as she hung up the phone.
Scully realized she looked like garbage and that she only had fifteen minutes til Mulder arrived. She walked into the bathroom and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She promptly fixed her hair and straightened out her blouse which was bunched up from lounging on the sofa. Before she knew it she heard a steady knock on the door.
Scully opened the door with a pleasant welcome, and Mulder entered in. He was wearing black; the exact opposite that she had suggested when he asked. He wore black on purpose. She laughed in her head as she looked at his clothes. "Make yourself at home, have a seat," she said as she walked into the kitchen to check on the lasagna. "Would you like anything to drink? Coke, Sprite, Iced Tea, Rootbeer, Lemonade-" and the list went on. "Rootbeer's fine," he yelled from the living room. He was distracted by a memento which was laying on one of the shelves of the bookcase. He got up and picked it up to get a closer look. "You've been here five minutes and you already found something to investigate?" Scully said while setting two glasses down onto the coffee table. She walked over to his side to see what he was so interested in. He was fingering it, flipping it over and looking at it with a grin. "You gave that to me the other year for my birthday." Scully said as she moved closer to get a better look as well. "You still have this thing?" he said with a grunt. "It doesnt even have any meaning, I just thought it was a cool pendant." "It has meaning to me. It's a symbol of your friendship," She smiled. "and the fact that you probably didn't realize that it was my birthday until the last minute," and they both laughed in agreement. Mulder placed the pendant back onto the shelf in the spot which it origonally was in. He glanced over at Scully who was only a couple of feet away, and noticed that she was looking at him too. There was a sense of peace in the room; tranquility. Before they could get swept away in the moment, the earsplitting sound of the smoke detector sounded, which immediately followed by the scent of something burning. Scully was startled at the noise and with frustration ran into the kitchen to aid the burning dinner. Mulder walked in to see if she needed any assistence, but stood his distance when he saw she was clearly angered at the situation. He casually walked in as if not noticing her little fit, and asked if she needed any help. The look of anger suddenly turned to dissapointment as she looked up from the charcoaled pan. "Thanks," she sighed, "but it looks like the lasagna isn't an option anymore." she felt partially embarassed, she hadn't made a good impression as a cook. "To tell you the truth, I have something even better in mind." he said with a smirk. "Oh yea?" Scully was open to all suggestions at this point. "I'm driving," he said as he grabbed his coat and keys. "Where are we-" "You might want to bring a jacket, it's not exactly summer out there," he said interrupting as he held the door open for Scully.
