Scully trailed behind Mulder, kicking small pebbles and trying to whistle an old tune. Every once in awhile he'd turn back to face the small red head, but she wouldn't give him the time of day.

"Mulderrr," she finally whined, he'd been waiting, "I'm tired. What are we- I don't even- we're not even-"

"Spit it out," he folded his arms across his chest and faced her.

"I don't even know what were doing here!"

Mulder tried to break in a few words, but Scully continued, "I know you mentioned something about a school, magic, I-I- I don't know. It all sounds like hogwash-"

"Close," he muttered.

"What?! What are you do—look Mulder, I'm ready to go home. Although I have thoroughly enjoyed the fact that you tricked me onto ten hour plane flight, and that our hotel room has a great view of a dump. But I'm ready to pack my bags and give up on this mouse hunt."

Mulder was silent, too silent.

"Mulder?" Scully questioned softly, "Muld-"

He shouted, "That's it!" Scully jumped, "thank you Scully! Follow me!"

Mulder ran off in a furry, Scully let out a frustrated sigh, rolled her eyes, and took off after him.

"Where are we now?" Scully questioned as they walked along a stone path in a small town. It seemed the only two things sold in the small town were alcohol and more alcohol.

Scully shoved Mulder playfully, "Mulder, where are we?"

"…Based on very classified material-" Mulder bull shitted his way through, "I believe the exact point of… of…"

"Are we lost?" Scully stepped in front of him and lifted one eyebrow in suspicion.

Mulder cleared his voice, and when he couldn't think of any thing else, "Yes. Yes we are. We're lost."

"Mulder! Common! How many times do you get us lost?"

Mulder opened his mouth in response, Scully interrupted, "Don't answer that. I don't want to know. Now listen, how about we just go inside one of these many many bars, have a drink, and then we can just call a cab and go back to the hotel. We'll head out tomorrow morning."

Mulder nodded his head, "I really thought there was something out here," he laughed at himself, "I guess it's pretty foolish to think there'd be a school of magic."

Scully patted his arm softly with a warm smile, "let's just get something to drink."

The Next Evening

"I'm sorry!" Mulder pleaded as he and Scully sat in a booth in the back of 'their new bar hangout', "Who knew we'd be snowed in! I didn't know! But let's look at the bright side, shall we, I mean, I didn't completely mess up."

"How do you figure?" Scully raised an eyebrow and pulled the large beer closer to her.

"I didn't check out of the hotel. So we have a place to stay. Isn't that good?"

"No!" Scully shook her head, "no that's not good! I'm tired Mulder," Scully rested her head on her arms on the table. Mulder slid closer to her and gently moved her body so it was resting against his. She laid her head on his shoulder and let out a deep breath.

"You know wha the best part was?" Scully slurred, pointing her finger at Mulder.

"Nah uh, wha did you do?"

"I kicked him… where it hurts," she pointed at Mulder's groin and he made a god awful face. Scully giggled and then hiccupped, "oh excuse me."

"No," Mulder said sternly, "excuse me. I needa go pee…"

Scully giggled at him as he wandered off, not quite sure if it was her vision that was dizzy or Mulder.

Mulder wandered into a brick room, there were a few barrels but other then that it was oddly empty. No matter how much alcohol he had in him though, Mulder was always the investigative type. He looked around the small room, around some barrels and the door. Finally he made his way to four empty spaces in the walls interior. He touched all around, knocked to see if it was hallow and then realized he wasn't in the room any more. He took a few steps, looked around and realized he was in another world completely.

He ran back the way he came, out of the brick room, and to their table. Scully was sprawled on the seat snoozing. He gently jabbed her awake, grabbed her hand and pulled her along for the ride.

Scully shut the brick room door as Mulder requested. When she turned around again she witnessed him fidget and fuss over the four holes in the brick. Scully crossed her arms on her chest and began making noises with her mouth in a bored daze. Mulder slowly turned around to face her, "what?"

"You're the one who said there's another world in his brick room..." she went back to making noises with her mouth.

"Well when I first found it I was quite drunk, and… there," he smiled as the wall began to shift. Scully's noises seized and she took a few steps closer in shock. Brick by brick a small portion of the wall resembled, it was a doorway.

"Mulder…"

"Common," he smiled as he grabbed her hand and pulled her through.

TBC