Title: Sweet Whispers, Chapter One: Thoughts and Fame

Category: AU, MSR, DRR

Spoilers: None so far

Summary: Mulder want to show Scully a bit of his show.

Disclaimer: Don't own Scully, Mulder, Doggett, Reyes, The Lone Gunmen, Phoebe, Diana or anyone else of the X-Files characters; Chris Carter, 1013, 20th Century FOX and many more do. (Why don't I?!)

Archive: If you want to. Just let me know where my stuff ends up and don't change anything!

Author's note: I got a challenge from Emma (my forever shining star) and, well... the first chapter is here and this was the challenge, which is not totally followed, yet.

Doggett and Reyes Having Babies (Gender: Girls Number: 4 of them)

Eugene Tooms is back

Yellow Shoes

Byers, Langly and Frohike doing "Go cart" For a living

Mulder/Scully relationship

Green and Fowly lesbian relationship

Mulder being an artist

Emma and Amanda being house Nanny

Mulder and Scully adopts a child

Skinner wearing toupee

Chapter One, Thoughts and Fame.

SPOV

"Mulder, where are we going?", I asked as we drove through the city. It was late and I was very tired since I had to do a hell of a lot of work down at the bureau. Doggett and Reyes had both taken some time off when they got four little sweet girls, and they had decided to take some more time off when they understood how much work it was, especially since two of the girls were stuck together.

Mulder has been trying to help me as much as he can, but it's not easy when he is not supposed to be there after he got fired. It makes me sad to think that I'm the one who's left with the X-Files when he was the one who needed it and burned for it. God, sometimes I just wish that I could turn the clock back to the old days. But then I wouldn't get to share my life with Mulder in the same way as we share our lives now.

"Scully! Are you there?"

"Uh huh", I say a bit confused, awaked from my daydreaming.

"I've been trying to talk to you for five minutes," he says, slightly annoyed.

"Sorry, I was just daydreaming... where are we going?"

"I've already told you that you got to wait and see!"

After five more minutes he stops the car outside a small pub and leads me in to it's smoky rooms. Then he asks me to sit down by a table while he goes to the men's room.

"What is this supposed to mean?" I ask myself, but you newer know with Mulder.

"And now, ladies and gentlemen..." a little man standing on the stage said. "A new star has landed here among us at the Yellow Shoes; please give it up for Smof Exruld!"

The audience started to clap the hands and a man dressed in black with white gloves, yellow shoes and a hat entered the room followed by the tunes of "Thriller."

I almost choked when I saw that the man, singing and dancing to the Michel Jackson song, was Mulder, my Mulder. Oh my god, he did the moonwalk, and it's not even the right song! My cheeks flushed and all I could think of was how mean the audience would be in the end, what if the laugh, what if the screamed mean words or threw tomatoes?

I woke from my neurotic psychos when I heard the sound of whistling and then I saw Mulder standing on the stage smiling at me while everybody seemed to... to love him. I smiled back to him and before I knew it I was up on stage hugging him.

"Take it easy, woman, they might think you're some crazy fan!" Mulder whispered.

"Maybe I am," I said and gave him a big kiss right in front of all the people that started to clap their hinds harder and whistle louder. "You have to explain this later, Mulder."

"Oh, this is my new job."