The Vacation … Amelia Series #4 (Final instalment)!

Chapter 1

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Scully answered her phone without checking who was calling and collapsed back into the bed. It had been a long drive and as much as she loved road trips with Amelia it was also exhausting… her best friend didn't seem to know the meaning of companionable silence. She talked a mile a minute and when she wasn't talking she was singing along (badly) to her CD's.

"Hey Scully," it was Mulder. She sat up abruptly. She wasn't going to let him convince her to go home, not this time. She hadn't had a proper vacation in years… she had sworn to herself she would just spend the next three days at Amelia's parents vacation home relaxing.

"Hi Mulder…" She had five guest bedrooms to choose from and she had chosen one of the rooms that looked out at the beautiful beach. She looked there now to remind her of all she would miss if he dragged her home. She had planned on walking this beach, maybe having a swim…

"How was the drive?" She raised an eyebrow and then remembered he couldn't see it.

"It was great, we just arrived. What's up Mulder? I'm not coming home." She sighed for effect.

"I'm glad you are on vacation Scully, I don't need you to come back. I just wanted to check in… you know." No she didn't know. He did seem to do this a lot when they were apart. He would call once or even sometimes twice a day to just 'check in'. She decided against telling Amelia since she would read way too much into it.

"Well I'm going to unpack Mulder, I'll talk to you later."

"Okay, have fun." She listened to the dial-tone and she stared at the phone. Did he miss her? Was that it? Friday nights was usually take-out night for them. They would head to his apartment and have a lazy night eating crappy food, drinking beer and watching equally crappy television. It was their way of winding down after a week at work – although she wasn't sure Mulder could wind down completely.

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"I'm looking forward to trying out the hot tub tonight," Scully told her friend between mouthfuls of the delicious pasta that Amelia had managed to whip up while Scully had looked around the house. She hadn't stayed here before, normally when she and Amelia went away they did what they had nicknamed 'motel hopping' and they would just drive with no destination in mind. They hadn't done it since their late teens though and Scully wasn't even sure she would feel comfortable doing that anymore, she did it often enough with Mulder as it was… the difference being he always seem to know the destination and she did not! At least staying at Amelia's parent's house she had managed to organize the whole trip and plan it out. It was the only way she knew she would be able to truly relax. Mulder had called her a control freak in the past, perhaps he was right in a way.

"Me too! There is just nothing as satisfying…" She giggled. "Well actually there is one thing that is probably equal to it…" Scully rolled her eyes, she knew what she was alluding to. Something Scully hadn't had in a far too long. Sex.

She and Amelia were terrible together – they turned into giggly girls and drank like there was no tomorrow. Amelia was one of very few people Scully felt entirely comfortable with, she knew very well how barren Scully's sex life and even dating life had been as of late.

"Is that your phone?" Scully could hear a phone ringing and she was pretty sure she had switched hers off.

"Oops, yes." Amelia dashed away from the kitchen table to answer her phone. Scully took the time to clear their plates and begin loading the dishwasher. By the time Amelia returned, the kitchen was as spotless as when they had arrived… apart from the two full wine glasses on the bar awaiting their attention.

"That was mum," Amelia looked uncharacteristically depressed. "I have to head home in the morning. Aunty Kay died." Scully stepped around the counter and gave her friend a tight squeeze.

"Sorry sweetie," she pulled away and found Amelia was still dry eyed.

"It's kind of a relief, she's been sick for so long." She gave a brave smile. "How about that hot tub?"

"Sounds good, I'll go get changed."

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Scully waved her friend off from the doorstep. Amelia had insisted that Scully remained at the house and enjoyed her weekend away and she would return for her on Sunday night. As she re-entered the house her mobile phone rang in her pocket. She checked the caller I.D this time and found it was Mulder. What a surprise…

"Scully," she answered tiredly. She was disappointed Amelia had to go, she was sure she would enjoy this beautiful place – but it would have been nice to have company.

"You sound like you are having fun," Mulder told her sarcastically.

"Amelia had to go home," she admitted putting the kettle on – ready to make her second coffee of the morning.

"Oh, are you coming home too then?" He asked. She tried to ignore how hopeful he sounded. It was then that an idea struck her. What if she didn't have to be alone all weekend?

"No…" She trailed off. Was she really brave enough? This was the kind of scheme Amelia would normally come up with, not her. "Actually… I wondered if you wanted to come and stay here." She took a deep breath. "There are plenty of rooms, I mean if you aren't busy… or whatever." She realized she was talking very fast and not very eloquently. She ran a hand over her face, embarrassed.

"Sure," he answered so fast she wasn't even sure she had heard him.

"Oh," she smiled, relieved. That was easy! "Well you know where I'm staying, come up whenever." She hung up and finished making her coffee. She had given him all her travel information before leaving. They had gotten into the habit of doing this before either of them went away - too often things went awry.