I'm back with a new story I know this is a bit different from the series due to the fact that- well I can't tell you because I'll spoiled the fun. Tell me what you think.

Title: Love for soccer, already?

By: SpookyZaragoza

Scully walked the office and saw Mulder on his desk looking at a magazine; he didn't bother to look up as she came in.

"Is it time already? The magazine "that is not yours but somehow is been deliver to your house" has arrived?" Scully asked referring to his inappropriate magazine that he reads.

"No, it's this magazine that I found on my door this morning. It's about-,"

"Do I want to know?"

"Well it's about soccer, and it seems very cool. It looks kinda fun."

"Mulder? Soccer? First it was horseback riding, then archery, now soccer? What's next?"

Scully looked at him, but he continued with his reading.

During their lunch break the two agents walked around the park eating their sub sandwich. It felt nice outside, it wasn't spring yet but it didn't felt like winter either.

"Mulder? I don't know about you but I need to sit in order for me to eat in peace so can we sit?" Scully pointed out. Mulder shrugged and pointed to the little hill then they walked and sited themselves.

As they ate their lunch in peace Mulder and Scully could see some FBI Agents playing on the field below. "Would you look at that? What's more fun then to run around kicking a soccer ball during your lunch break?" Scully said.

"Huh?"

"Down below, they are playing soccer."

"So?" Mulder responded taking a bit from his sub.

"Do you know how to play soccer, Mulder?"

"No, do you?"

"I use to play when I was young. Something like a little league but only for girl soccer players. It was fun."

"I bet. So why did you play soccer?"

"Well, when you live with two boys who enjoy playing soccer then you have this in your mind. I wanted to play soccer like Charlie and Bill. So when I was in the 4th grade my mom sign me in to a team."

"Nice. Were you any good?"

"I don't know?"

"What you mean?"

"Well there were girls who were better then me but there were also girls who were worst then me. I loved to play soccer so much that I got so caught up in it, that from times it was the only thing on my mind. Bill and Charlie showed my tricks and techniques that I could use on the field. And every Saturday my family would come and watch me play my best. I use to remember when I got to be able to play many positions. My coaches moved me around the field wanting me to play from defense to offence. I played soccer till I was in the seventh grade."

"Why you quit"

"I got hurt and I started to have problems with my running."

"Oh, did you ever went back to play soccer again?"

"Yeah, in high school, but my legs were still weak. So ever since I haven't even touched a soccer ball."

"I'm surprise, Scully."

"Why?"

"You use to be real cool and fun but now…?"

"Shut up," she punched him on the arm.

"Oww, see what I mean." He stood up, "Mean, mean, mean." He teased. Scully stood up quickly and started to chase him. Mulder turned his head a bit to see how far was his partner behind but as he faced the other way, he ran out of ground to run straight forward and started to roll down the hill, Scully was behind him. Finally they stopped rolling and the two FBI agents were laughing their heads off.

"Watch out!" Was the only thing Mulder heard before something hit his head?

Scully tries to stop laughing and looks at Mulder's face buried on the grass. She bends down and checks if he is okay. "Mulder, are you okay?"

"Yes, but my head hurts." He whines as he sits on the grass. The soccer ball that hit him was besides him. Mulder picked it up and examines it, while his partner checks his head to possible bleeding or injuries.

"Sorry about that Agent Mulder." An agent from their building apologized; Mulder throws him the ball back.

"Its okay, Pendrell. No harm done, right Scully?"

"Right." Scully responded. She helps him up and Mulder looks at Pendrell.

"You want to play a game with us, Agent Mulder?" Agent Pendrell asked. Mulder just shakes his head in rejection.

"Sorry, we have to head back and finish some reports."

"Oh, well if you ever want to play with us, let me know."

"Sure will." Pendrell runs back to the other agents who are waiting in the field. The two agents head back to the FBI building to finish their work.

Well I know it was short but I'm just testing the waters and see if you guys like the plot. Let me know what you guys think, I'm open for any comments.