Undercover

By Elana

Author's Notes: Oh my god! Thank you everyone who reviewed! Your reviews made me soooo happy! You have all encouraged me to write more, and quickly. Please keep them coming. If you're wondering, each chapter will be about the same length, but at the rate it's going there will be a lot of them. All info such as spoilers, warnings, disclaimer and summary are at the start of chapter one. The rating is T or NC-13. Somehow, I missed that on chapter one.

Chapter 2: The Greeting

Scully's Apartment

July 4, 1999 – 9:09am

"Scully, wake up." Mm… Why does my alarm clock sound like Mulder? Oh, right.

"Morning, Mulder." I open my eyes to see Mulder sitting halfway up and leaning over to look at me.

"Not that I mind waking up with you, but why are we in your bed together?" Here is my chance to get him back for all that innuendo he throws at me. Not to mention him drinking to much wine to go home last night. I don't mind him being here, but it is not a piece of cake dealing with a drunken Mulder. I think I'm gonna go for it, because he's had it coming for a long time now. I put on the most hurt face I can manage.

"You don't remember last night?" I immediately see his panic face go up. Have I mentioned how much I love that face? Priceless. Hmm… how far should I go with this? "I mean, I know you had a lot of wine, but… all those things you said… You didn't mean it?" I try to make my voice sound as innocent as possible. I don't know if I've succeeded, though. I sit up and turn my back to him, so that he doesn't notice if I slip up.

"Um… I don't know what happened or what I said last night, so I can't really say whether I meant it or not?" Hmm, that was kind of a good answer. I wonder what he thinks happened? I turn my head to look at him.

"I knew you didn't mean it! How could I have been so stupid! Well Mulder, what do you think happened?!" His panic face is still there. Maybe I should stop. He reaches for my hand, but I pull away. I'd rather not, but I'm supposed to be upset with him.

"Look… Scully," his hand turns my shoulder so I'm facing him again. "I don't know what I said, but if it was about you… it was probably true." Well… I wasn't expecting that. Maybe he's still drunk. Or maybe he's just not thinking straight because of a hangover. I'm gonna stop before he says any more.

"You mean, you really don't think I could pass for 25?"

"… What?" Now he just looks confused.

"I was just kidding, Mulder. All you did last night was continue your commentary on our case and drink too much wine. I don't know what you thought happened, but if you thought what I think you thought happened, then I would like to tell you that that would never happen." He looks even more confused now, but if I say anything more we'll be late. He really needs to get going. "Do you want some quick breakfast and coffee, before you go back to your place to pack?"

"Umm… pack?... I did." He gets up and follows me into the kitchen. "I mean, before I came over last nigh, I packed and put my bag in my trunk." I start the coffee and go to the fridge.

"Good, I was worried you wouldn't have enough time before we need to go to the airport. You want eggs and toast?"

"Yes, please! And do you have any aspirin?"

Airplane

July 4, 1999 – 12:14pm

"I really hope I don't slip up. I never was good at studying." She's worrying too much about this. I wonder why, she isn't usually one to worry about things like this.

"How the hell did you get through medical school if you aren't good at studying?" She gives me a dirty look for second-guessing her.

"I slept with my professor." Ha, ha. That was a good one. Wait… she's kidding right? I'll have to question her on it later. In the meantime…

"Well in that case, I'm all for teaching you a few things." I wiggle my eyebrows suggestively. Boy, I can't wait to start this case. There will be so many opportunities for innuendo.

"Shut up, Mulder." She may glare, but she knows she loves it.

5 minutes from the undercover home

July 4, 1999 – 3:48pm

"Mulder, you just missed the turn. Fine, turn here then."

"Scully, how many times do I have to tell you. You need to tell me before I'm supposed to turn."

"I did. You weren't listening. You were staring at that woman walking her dog."

"I was not staring!" Sure, you weren't.

"You need to make a right at the next intersection." Why does he never stare at me like that? Because he's not supposed to stare at me like that. "It should be right around here. There it is. Who are those people?"

"They look like welcoming, friendly neighbours." He says it sarcastically, and I certainly concur.

"Oh for god sake. Why does every community have to come with a welcoming committee?" It looks like there are two couples standing on the front walk of our new 'home.' Don't they have something better to do? And of course, he's staring again. "Mulder!"

"Whaaaat?" He looks at me annoyed.

"Stop staring and get out of the car."

"I wasn't staring!" As we get out of the car, the skinny blond Mulder was ogling comes prancing over.

"Welcome to the neighbourhood!" My god. She is unnaturally chipper. "You must be the Whitfields! We're ecstatic to get to know you! I'm Melanie, and this is my husband Jake. We live two doors down. This is May and David. They are right next door to you two. And of course we all know that you are Kate and Andrew, but we are psyched to learn more about you both!" Her husband has a hand on her hip and is staring at her as if he wants nothing more than to throw her over his shoulder and take her back to their bed. "We're having a party at our place tomorrow night and we will absolutely die if you don't come." If only.

"Oh, we wouldn't want that, now would we." I hope she noticed my sarcasm.

"We'd love to come," Mulder answers.

"Super! Oh! What time is it, hon?" Her husband responds with the least amount of words possible.

"4, babe." I need to get away from these two before I shoot them.

"Oh shit! We gotta leave, unfortunately, or we'll be late. But we'll see you tomorrow. Chow!" Oh, thank god. As they leave, the other two look at us apologetically. May speaks first.

"Sorry about her. She's just really enthusiastic. She may not be too bright, but she's harmless."

"Well almost," David adds. "I'm pretty sure she has flirted with every male in town. I don't know if she's aware she's doing it or not."

"Anyway, we'll let you get settled. We just wanted to be here to make sure you didn't leave right after she greeted you." She gives a little laugh. "We sure thought about it."

"Thank you for that," I say gratefully.

"Well, welcome to the neighbourhood. We'll see you at Melanie and Jake's party, if you're still going."

"Yeah, we'll see you there," I say. Mulder gives a little wave as they walk across their lawn to their house, then turns to me.

"Shall we explore our new house, Mrs. Whitfield?"

End of Chapter Two