authors note: this is my first fic on here. hope you all like it.
Chapter 1: Scully's Unlucky Day
It was a sunny spring day in Washington DC. The flowers were just coming into bloom, and the air smelled of cherry blossoms. It was a lovely day to eat at an outdoor cafe, which was exactly what Mulder & Scully were doing on this very day.
"I can't believe that, that last case we investigated turned out to be a hoax," Mulder exclaimed in between bites of his chicken sandwich.
"Oh yes, who would have guessed that the zombie of an egyptian mummy is not really terrorizing a small southern town," Scully replied sarcastically, as she picked at her greek salad.
"Well you have to admit the markings on the victim looked authentic" He answered dejectedly.
"Mulder, is that the Twilight Zone music?" Scully asked, as the theme to the show started playing, the sound of which seemed to be emanating from Mulder's pocket.
"New ringtone" Mulder replied, as he reached into his pocket to answer his phone.
"Mulder speaking" He answered his phone. "Oh hey Skinner.... Yes... Ok, we'll be right on it."
"What is it?" Scully asked concernedly as soon as Mulder hung up the phone.
"Skinner was calling to let us know there's been a huge UFO flap over Compton," Mulder explained excitedly. "He wants us to go investigate immediately."
"But Mulder, I have plans for tonight, and this is probably going to turn out to be another hoax" Scully said whined.
"What plans do you have? A hot date?" Mulder asked.
"Well no," Scully replied. "I was going to go get my hair done, then watch some dvd's I rented this morning."
"Are DVD's and great clips more fun than chasing The Truth with me?" Mulder asked.
"Fine Mulder, I'll book the plane tickets," Scully answered.
"Already been done, we leave in two hours,"Mulder exclaimed.
"Oh joy" replied Scully.
8 Hours Later
"Please tell me we don't actually have to stay in Compton," Scully asked Mulder, as she waited for her bags at the baggage carousel inside of LAX Airport.
"Actually I was able to score us some rooms at the Beverly Hills Hotel", Mulder replied slyly, as he lifted his luggage off the baggage carousel.
About twenty minutes went by, with no sign of Scully's luggage.
"Just great, they've lost my luggage," Scully exclaimed.
Mulder and Scully then went into the lost luggage area of the airport to report that her luggage had been lost.
"Ms. Scully--" The TSA agent started.
"That Special Agent Scully," Scully corrected.
"Special Agent Scully," The TSA agent started again, clearing her throat. "We'll call you when your bags are located. It appears that your luggage was accidentally put on a flight to Hawaii."
"Yay me," Scully exclaimed sarcastically.
Mulder and Scully then proceeded to the rental car place, where they rented a red Mustang. They then left LAX, and got stuck in traffic on the way to Beverly Hills.
"Did you pack any clothes in your cary-on?" Mulder asked, breaking the silence that their car ride had consisted of up until this point.
"No, just my laptop and a hair brush," Scully replied.
"Well be happy your clothes got lost in LA, and not the Yukon," Mulder joked. "At least they have good shopping here."
"I guess," Scully answered.
After being stuck in traffic on the LA free way for over an hour, they finally made it to the Beverly Hills Hotel.
"This place is gorgeous," Scully said, as the valet opened her car door.
"I thought you'd prefer this over the Super 8 in Compton," Mulder replied with a smile.
Scully smiled back at Mulder, for the first time that day.
They walked into the hotel lobby, as the valet took their rental car away. They walked up to the front desk. No one was there. So Mulder rang the little bell that is customarily on top of hotel front desks.
"Mulder," Scully scolded in a friendly manner.
"What? I couldn't help it," Mulder answered.
Just then a tall blonde woman in her mid 30's who was part of the hotel staff came from the back office to behind the desk.
"Hello, can I help you?" the woman, who's name tag read 'Kelly' asked.
"Yes, I'm here to check in," Mulder answered.
"Your name?" Kelly questioned.
"Fox Mulder," he replied. "There should be two room requested under my name."
"I'm sorry Mr. Mulder, but you were late to check in," Kelly told them. "We gave away one of the rooms. The good news is the room that you'll have, has a lovely view of the pool."
"Do you have any additional rooms available?" Mulder replied.
"We're booked solid," Kelly replied. "And you probably won't find a hotel room anywhere else. There's a big Star Trek convention in town this weekend."
Mulder looked at Scully, to see if she objected.
"Fine we'll take the room," Scully told Kelly.
"Here's your room key, for room 313," Kelly answered, with a smile. "Enjoy your stay here at the Beverly Hills hotel."
"Ugh yeah, my day day from heck," Scully said under her breath, as she walked off.
Mulder got the room key, and then hurried off after Scully to find their room. As soon as they got into the room, Scully flopped down on the bed.
"You know it's only 4pm, why don't you take a nap," Mulder suggested. "I figured we'd get dinner around 6pm, and then go head over to Compton after dinner, it should be dark by then, to see if there are any more UFO sightings tonight."
"Sounds like a plan," Scully replied.
"I'm gonna go out, I'll see you in a bit," Mulder said before leaving.
