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Hoover Building Basement

8:00 A.M.

Mulder could hear Scully's heels clicking from down the hallway, and couldn't help the smile that spread across his face upon her arrival. He was leaning back against his chair with his legs propped comfortably on his desk, file in hand.

"Scully, you have to see this." Mulder started the second she walked through the door.

"Goodmorning to you too." She mumbled placing her things on her chair and reaching for the already cooling coffee.

Mulder turned off the lights causing Scully to protest as she shuffled around the small office.

"23 victims over a 4 week period. The victims vary in age, race, and gender. Nothing about them is relatable except this." Mulder clicked the slide and watched Scully's face as wonder, confusion, then anger filled her features.

"Mulder..." She began before he cut her off.

"As you can see the victims all share distinct puncture wounds against their jugular. Fang marks, Scully." He said with a smug smile.

"So we have a serial killer who slices the victims throats." Scully answered not meeting his eye.

"Scully the bodies are completely drained of blood! Those holes in their necks aren't deep enough to cause that much blood lose."

"I want to examine the bodies." Scully said flipping through the case file.

"Well go pack your bags Scully, our flight leaves in 3 hours and there's bodies waiting!"

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Scully's Apartment

9:30 AM

Scully folded quickly trying to pack as many clothes as she could into her travel bag. She knew these cases always lasted way longer than expected and didn't want to have to worry about dry cleaning. She started pulling out bras and underwear and tossing them into her bag when she heard Mulder let himself in.

"Hey Scully, are you ready?" He shouted from the living room.

"Almost!" She called back rushing to her bathroom to grab her toiletries bag. When she walked back into her room she almost cried out in surprise to see Mulder standing in the door way staring at an object on the floor with a funny look on his face.

"Wow Scully, Frohike was right about you, business on the outside but under that suit..."

Mulder broke off at the icy glare on Scullys face. She tried her best to control the blush on her cheeks as she reached over and grabbed the bright red thong that had flown out of her drawer. She quickly stuffed in back in the drawer unable to meet Mulders eye. It had been years since she had worn that, the thought only making her feel worse.

"Well, are you coming or are you just going to stand there." Scully demanded as she pushed past him and out her door.

•••••••

Washington Airport

11:38 PM

Mulder couldn't stop himself from thinking about Scullys red thong. He had tried desperately to keep those thoughts about her at bay - at least when he was around her. He had noticed how attractive she was since the first day she walked into his office 3 years ago. He almost found it funny how she was the only woman he ever worked with that he hadn't slept with. There was something different about her. He respected her and she respected him. He could never let himself go there with her and he knew it. It could never just be casual with her and the consequences would kill him. He valued her partnership, their friendship, more than anything in his life and he couldn't lose that. He watched her struggle to put her carry on in the apartment above their seats. She was on her toes despite the heels and couldn't seem to get the bag in.

"Here." He said into her ear as he stepped up behind her, so close he could feel the heat of her body. He easily slid the bag in and smiled as he felt her shiver.

Minutes later they were in the air and Scully visibly relaxed. She tried to hide her discomfort of flying from him but he could tell it bothered her.

"So what's your theory." Scully said wearily as Mulder cracked open his first sunflower seed.

"Scully, I thought you'd never ask." He began with a smirk. "Vampires obviously. That's why the victims are random. I don't think it's the same killer."

"Mulder that's absurd!" Scully said shaking her head in disbelief. "This killer obviously wants to fool people into thinking it's vampires!"

"Come on Scully, haven't you always wanted to meet a vampire?"

Scully listened to Mulder's history on vampires for the next hour before dozing off.

•••••••

Mulder watched Scully's features relax as she entered into sleep. He went back to reviewing the files until he felt weight against his arm. He smiled softly at Scully's head against his shoulder and leaned his head down pressing his lips to the top of her head. He had felt extra protective towards her since the incident last month. He had felt compelled to shoot her thanks to Pusher and after a month of self deprivation still hadn't forgiven himself. Scully slept soundly the entirety of the flight and Mulder awoke her when they were about to land by brushing his hand through her hair.

"Scully wake up, were landing." He whispered as her eyes fluttered open. Her icy blue eyes gazed deeply into his for a moment before blinking in confusion.

"Wow I can't believe I fell asleep that long." She muttered sitting up and straightening her blouse.

"Yeah I think your drool ruined my suit." Mulder said pretending to brush disgustedly at his shoulder.

"Oh shut up." Scully said smiling as she stood up and stretched her legs.

"Well Scully, welcome to Texas." Mulder said with a smile. "I hope you brought your cowboy boots."