Dana Scully drove down the road to the airport. Monica Reyes was coming back to D.C. just in time for Christmas. Dana had volunteered to go pick her up from the airport. Monica was going to stay at Dana's apartment until it was time for her to go back to New York. Dana couldn't believe she hadn't seen her best friend in so long. Monica's plane would be landing in an hour or so. Dana was planning to be a little early, but at the rate she was going, she would be lucky to be there a few minutes after Monica's plane arrived. The roads were a lot icier then Dana had originally thought. She was irritated with herself for not checking the weather a while before she left work. She glanced at the clock. She had half an hour before Monica's plane would be landing.

"Damn it," she muttered. She was nowhere near, where she needed to be to be at the airport on time. Dana sighed and turned on the radio. She bobbed her head to the beat of the song, and tapped her hands on the steering wheel.

She closed her eyes for a second; she knew this road like the back of her hand. She was driving on autopilot, when she came to the curve where the most accidents happened. She didn't even think about it as she went around the curve. Suddenly, a car came zooming around it, obviously not seeing her at all.

"Fuck!" Dana yelled. She swerved to avoid the car. Her own car slid across the road. The rear end of her car was in a ditch. The other car was nowhere to be seen. Dana checked herself over; she was fine. She might have a bit of bruising from her seat belt locking when her car jerked, but other than that she was alright.

"What the hell am I gonna do now?" Dana said aloud. Monica would be landing soon. Dana picked up her cell phone to call Monica. Monica's phone was still off, so Dana left a message. "Hey, Mon, it's me. I'll be there as soon as I can to get you. Some asshole wasn't paying attention coming around the curve, you know the one with the most accidents ever, and my car is now partially in a ditch. I'll explain later. I'll try to be there soon, or maybe get John to come get you. Anyways, I'll definitely see you some time later today. I gotta go. Bye." Dana snapped her phone shut, and sighed.

Dana was stumped. She didn't know any numbers for tow trucks, and she didn't have a phone book, or even a map in her car. She had only ever been in one other accident, and it was her brother, Charlie, who had been driving. Her parents were so mad, vowed she'd never be in an accident. Since she drove so carefully when she still lived at home, she drove that way ever since.

She got out of the car to survey the damage to her car. She stood on the edge of the road, and looked at her car. She heard the sound of another car coming. It was coming from the same direction she was supposed to be going. Dana hurried off the road so the other car wouldn't hit her. The other car slowed as it saw her. It pulled up and stopped in front of her. She ignored them and went around to the back of the car. Dana liked to do things independently.

She heard the window roll down. "Hey!" someone called out the window, "Do you need any help?" Dana thought about it for a moment. She knew she would need help to get out of this situation. She finally looked at the man that was in the other car. He was about her age. He had dark, messy hair and hazel eyes. "Yeah, do you know any numbers for a tow truck?" she asked.

He looked through his phone. "No, I don't have any tow truck numbers, sorry. Is there anything else I can do?" the man said.

"That depends; where are you headed?"

"I'm going to the airport."

"Would you mind taking me with you? That's where I was headed."

"Sure."

Dana grabbed her purse and her cell phone from her passenger seat. She slammed the car door, and climbed into the stranger's car. She was smarter than this. She knew what could happen. She knew this wasn't the best idea that people weren't always as they seem. However, she was desperate and running out of ideas. Her family wasn't around this week, they had gone to Bill and Tara's for Christmas this year, and she forgot that John didn't get off work until after six tonight. This was her only option. The man started his car again, and they drove in silence for a few minutes before Dana realized she hadn't introduced herself. "I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name's Dana Scully."

He looked at her and smiled. "That's a pretty name. My name's Fox Mulder, but no one calls me Fox. Everyone calls me Mulder." He said. They lapsed back into silence. Then, Mulder spoke again.

"You know, I didn't mean to sound creepy when I said that Dana was a pretty name. I just like the name."

Dana laughed, "That's ok. I didn't think anything of it."

Mulder smiled. "Music?" he asked.

Dana nodded. Mulder turned the music on low. "So, I don't mean to pry, but what do you do? For work, I mean?" Mulder asked.

Dana looked at him. "I'm a doctor. I work in the local hospital. Mostly, with children's cases. What about you?"

"Me? I work for the FBI. In an area called the X-Files."

"FBI, that sounds interesting. Much more so, than taking care of sick children, don't get me wrong, I love my job. However, sometimes I wish I did something else. So, why are you going to the airport? Going away for the holidays?"

"No, my mother is coming down for Christmas. I have to bring her to my apartment."

"Oh, do you live around here? No, never mind that's none of my business."

"It's alright. Yeah, I live in Arlington. What about you?"

"Georgetown. I was on my way to pick up my friend. She's coming back for the holidays. She lives in New York."

They talked to each other the rest of the ride to the airport. They walked into the airport together. When it came time for them to part ways, they were reluctant to move.

"Well, thank you so much for the ride. I would probably still be out there if it weren't for you," Dana said.

"No problem, I'm happy to help." Mulder said.

"Well, see ya."

Dana started to walk away. "Hey! Wait!" Mulder yelled to her. She turned around.

"Yes?" she questioned him.

"Would you um…like to…go out with me sometime?" he said shyly and looked away.

Dana smiled and answered, "Sure." She pulled out a slip of paper from her purse, and jotted something down. "Here," she handed him the slip of paper, "That's my number. Call me."

He took the paper and stuck it in his pocket. "Thanks, I will," he said.

Dana walked away. She started looking around for Monica. Dana walked over to the baggage claim. She sat on a bench and pulled out her cell phone, preparing to call Monica. She pressed send, and heard a ringing behind her.

"Hello?" her friend answered. Dana heard the person answer on the bench behind her. "Hello?" Monica inquired again. Dana stood up, and walked around to the other bench. She snapped her phone shut, and the brunette sitting on the bench looked up.

"Hey!" Monica screamed, and jumped up and hugged Dana.

"Hi!" Dana yelled and hugged her back. "Did you get all your bags?"

"Mmm-hmm. I've been waiting here for almost 45 minutes."

"I know, I'm sorry, but I was lucky to get a ride. Anyways we have a problem. I'm not exactly sure how we're going to get home. My car is still in the ditch."

Monica shrugged, "We'll just take a taxi."

"Alright, let's head out to my house." The girls stood up and each grabbed a bag. They walked to the front of the airport, where they called a taxi. As they waited for it, Dana's phone rang.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Hey, I thought it was only fair that since I have your number that you get mine." Dana smiled as she recognized the voice. Mulder.

"That does seem fitting, doesn't it?" she joked with him.

"Yes, yes it does. So, this is my cell phone number, save it in your phone. Well, unfortunately, I have to be going. My mother's plane just landed, and I'm going to have to go find her. I just wanted to know if you had a way home. Do you?"

"Yes, we do, but thank you for checking."

"Ok, bye."

"Bye." Dana smiled as she hung up.

"Who was that?" Monica asked.

"Just a friend," Dana answered. She and Monica sat and waited for their taxi, which seemed to be taking forever.

She saw Mulder across the airport, and waved. He had suitcases in each hand, but he still nodded at her.

Monica followed Dana's gaze across the room. "Oh, you have so much to explain," she said as she looked back at Dana. Dana just smiled and continued watching Mulder until he disappeared out the airport doors, followed by an older woman who was quite obviously his mother. She couldn't wait until their date.

I have Chapter 2 finished, let me know if i should post it!