X Files: The Calling
Chapter 2
It was 5pm on the day Scully returned to work after her and Mulder's honeymoon. She parked the car in their driveway before getting out. She smoothed down her hair and looked up at her and Mulder's new home with a sigh. Things were working out better than she ever hoped they'd be. Losing Mulder then finding him again, and now she was going to spend the rest of her life with him. She smiled as she walked along the driveway and took out her keys before opening the door.
"Hi, honey, I'm home," she called out, before closing the door behind her. "Scully," Mulder said in a happy voice. He walked down the stairs and kissed her. "Welcome home," he said, before holding out his arms. "Let me take your coat, Ma'am," he said, and Scully smiled as she let him do so. "Thanks," she said. They smiled at each other. "So you seem happy," she said. Mulder grinned. "What's not to like about welcoming a beautiful wife home after her work?" He asked. Scully chuckled and kissed him. "There's something else that you're happy about, isn't there?" She asked.
She knew Mulder was happy to see her, but her sixth sense or woman's intuition told her that Mulder had an even happier feeling that he was showing. He shuffled his feet sheepishly. "Maybe," he said after a moment, before looking into the kitchen.
Scully raised an eyebrow and followed his gaze. For a minute she didn't know what she was looking for, but then she saw it. It was a rigged camera in the far corner of the kitchen, along with thermometers and voice recording equipment. Scully folded her arms across her chest when she figured out that Mulder was going to investigate the ghost. She couldn't believe he was going to waste his time with something like that.
"Mulder, I told you the place isn't haunted," she said as she walked into the kitchen and turned the camera off. Mulder placed his hands in his pockets. "But you know we need the evidence, Scully," he said. "Why? I know you hope that one day we'd be able to open the X Files again, Mulder, but it's done now. Agent Doggett and Reyes are running it, and I can't give up my job as a doctor now," she told him in a annoyed tone.
"I know Scully, but maybe one day. You never know," Mulder protested. "At least just humor me, let me capture this ghost, please?" He asked. "Mulder, I'm not having that thing recording my image and filming what I do," she told him. "OK, well, I'll wake up first thing in the morning and switch it off before you come down for breakfast," he said. Scully sighed. "You've got this all figured out, haven't you, Mulder?" She asked.
"Yeah. I went down to the library and did some research on this house," Mulder told her. "Oh? What did you find?" Scully asked, in a not really interested tone as she boiled the kettle. Mulder went over to her and motioned for her to sit at the table as he got the cups out of the cupboard.
"Nothing. So it looks like I've got some work to do," he told her. "Well that makes a change," Scully sighed a little sarcastically. "What's that supposed to mean?" Mulder asked as he sat down next to her while they waited for the kettle to boil. "I mean, you're always working Mulder, like I said before. You never stop and stand still," she said. "Yeah, well, as I did, if I slowed down, I wouldn't know what I'd be missing," he said as he got up again to make the coffee and tea.
Scully sighed. "We're married now, Mulder, incase that escaped your attention. I just want to spend more time with you as my husband," she said. Mulder sighed. "You will, at dinner," he told her gently. "I promise," he said. "No more talk about ghosts and ghouls until bedtime. Deal?" He asked. Scully smiled. "OK," she said. "Deal," she said, before getting up to give Mulder a hug. He hugged her back tightly. "I love you, Dana," he murmured in her ear. "I love you so much," he said. Scully smiled feeling touched by his passionate words. "I love you too, Mulder," she told him softly. They then kissed before Mulder made the drinks.
"How about you go and watch TV while I get dinner ready?" Mulder suggested. Scully smiled. "That sounds great," she said. "Thank you," she added. "I would wait until you taste the meal before thanking me," Mulder advised, before putting on a pink apron with a large chested woman on the front. Scully had no idea where he got the apron from, and she didn't want to ask.
"I'm not exactly the best cook in the world," Mulder said. Scully looked at him lovingly. "I'm sure it will taste just fine," she said, and the two shared a smile before Scully walked out to sit on the sofa. As she left, Mulder grinned at his recording equipment. He couldn't wait to start using it later that night.