Title: Bump on the Noggin!

By: Special Agent Dana Scully aka Cassie

Rating: PG-13

Classification: Humour, MSR

Disclaimer: I like cheese. Mulder and Scully are not mine, they are not cheese either, but I like them anyways.

Summary: When Scully gets a head injury, things get a little un-Scully on the car ride home! Ooooh—fun stuff!

My notes: I got a concussion (ow) Sunday, which made me think of this idea, thank my creative mind! And there's the goat line that's not mine and this is supposed to be in the disclaimer but who cares.

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"Well, Agent Scully, you seem to have bumped yer noggin pretty bad!" Doctor Konrad said as he reviewed his charts.

"Yuppers... ow... yup." She poked her head slightly and winced.

"You need bed rest for the next couple of days, make sure she gets bed rest Agent Mulder." He pulled Mulder to the side as Scully continuously poked at her head. "She'll be acting oddly, too, as you can tell. It's unusual with this kind of injury but it happens. I suggest you stay with her until she gets better, she'll get delusions and she might hurt herself of someone else."

"K, doc, thanks. Come on Scully let get you home!"

"Why'd ya take me to the docs office!? You guys are treating me like a kid! You just wasted fifty bucks on me!" Scully scolded him and got in the car.

They pulled out of the parking lot and started down the road.

"Mind the speed limit," Scully cautioned.

"Yes, Scully."

"Mind the folks in front of us," Scully motioned to the people in the car two miles up from them.

"Yes, Scully."

"Mind the goats, Mulder."

"There are no goats, Scully."

"Well there might be goats some day so mind them!"

"Yes, Scully."

"Has that building always been there?"

"Yes, Scully."

Her voice changed to a Southern accent. "Folks 'round here, theys talking 'bout that Vinnie an' Johnothan gettin' hitched soon. If y'all ask me, I thank Vinnie's too good fer that 'ole piece o' cow shit..."

"That so?" Mulder grinned.

She nodded her head knowingly.

"Hurry an' get me home I got tah pull them damn weeds in the garden!"

"You heard what doc said, its bed for you."

"Dammit! Yard work needs to be done! I aint need no bed rest! I need tah get the weeds out a mah garden."

"Scully, you don't have a g—erg. No, you have to get some rest!"

"Only if you come with me."

"WHAT?! You're head is messed up..."

"So. Doesn't mean I'm not aware of what I'm aware of what I'm saying."

"No... Scully you need to lay down."

She put a pouting look on her face. "Fine... " She glared at him the rest of the way home.

"K, I'm going to stay with you until you feel better," he said as he tucked her into bed (awwww).

"Uuuuuuuuh...g'night."

"Night." He laid a kiss on top of her and looked at her in a loving way (aaaaww LOLZ sorry guys I'm layin out my fantasy in this fic a bit, so it might be a bit far-fetched ()

"I love you Mulder."

"I love you too Dana."

'FIN! ***

LOLZ! How'd you like it? I know, it was all mushy and stuff but I like it so flames or not, bring it on! :D

P.S. Mulder and Scully are SO meant to be with each other *sighs heavily*, it gives me butterlies in my stomach!