Fox Mulder was half asleep, snuggled up in the fetal position on his sofa.
He had been watching a documentary about bodily feats, but it had ended and a show about parenthood had started playing while he lightly snored then stirred.
"Scully would tease me forever if she saw this." He thought subconsciously "Wait, why do I even care what she would think?"
Dana Scully was like a disease that played on Mulder's mind.
The moment he had one simple thought about her, she would linger for hours in his head.
Whilst lost in thought he realised that a huge smile had spread across his face.
He tried to compose himself and shake the thoughts away as best he could and snapped on a serious expression.
Mulder looked at the clock that hung on the wall, it was 10:07pm. He cleared his throat.
Mulder deliberated with himself for 10 minutes before he finally gained the courage to pick up the receiver of his telephone.
He dialled Scully's number into the phone.
"Hello? Dana Scully here." She paused and waited for a reply… "Hello? Who's there?"
"Oh, hey, Dana, it's me, uh Mulder." He finally managed to blurt out.
"I guessed as much. You know Mulder, you are quite idiotic sometimes. Really. You call me and I answer the phone and all I can hear is the sound of someone choking and strange breating. You are such a creep! What do you want, anyway?"
"Oh, sorry, Dana…" Now… what would he say to convince her to come over? "I was just wondering if you would like to come over and watch…" Mulder glanced down at the tv guide and said the first thing he read out loud. "The Girls of the Playboy Mansion with me?"
OH GOD NOT ANYTHING PORN RELATED. NOW SHE THINKS I'M EVEN CREEPIER FOR INVITING HER TO COME OVER AND WATCH PORN WITH ME.
"Or we could watch 'The Miracle of Baby Making'"
OH GOD. I JUST SAID THAT OUT LOUD. DIDN'T I.
"Or we could just, you know, have a drink."
There was a short pause and Scully coughed away from the receiver.
Mulder suspected she was covering up laughing. "Sure… I'll be over in… 20 minutes."
Chapter 2 coming soooooooooooooon