A/N: Sorry about not having an author's note before. I'm still new to this. I've read fanfic for years, but have only just started writing. I hope you all are enjoying it so far. Thanks for the reviews. I love them! :D I'll keep going with this as long as you guys will stay and read it.

Chapter 2

After a quiet lunch with Agent Frank Sanchez, Scully had calmed down a little. She was still frustrated with Mulder, but knew he probably didn't mean to ignore her. He was just being friendly with Agent Hunter. Yea, a little too friendly.

Scully went straight down to the morgue, and back to work. About when it was time for dinner, Mulder came down to get Scully to take a break to eat.

"Scully, how about you take a break for some dinner?" Mulder gave her the smile that made her melt every time. Damn him and that smile.

"Oh so now you feel like having a meal with me?" Scully replied bitterly.

"Aw, come on Scully! You know it wasn't like that. Evelyn and I just grabbed something because we figured you and Frank would still be working. Come on Scully. What do you wanna eat? Please don't say a salad, because I want to eat too." Scully laughed at that. He knew her so well.

"Well, I saw a cute deli close by. There's something for both us there." Scully gave a soft smile.

Mulder's face lit up. "Perfect! See, that's why I let you pick."

"Oh really, I thought it was for blowing me off earlier." She raised her skeptical eyebrow.

"Well, you know what I mean! Let's go!" He pulled her out of the room to leave.

They headed upstairs to find Evelyn and Frank waiting for them. She didn't know they'd ALL be going. Great. Evelyn ran to Mulder and linked her arm with his. Scully scowled in her direction.

"So where we goin' handsome?" Evelyn asked Mulder while pulling him out the door.

"Well, Scully said it looked like there was a nice deli close by." Mulder flashed Scully a smile and a nod. Which she did not give back. Evelyn made a face. She didn't seem impressed with Scully's choice.

"Ok Mulder, but I mean, it's just sandwiches and salads and stuff. No offence Agent Scully."

Scully was about to reply with a smart ass remark when Mulder cut her off.

"Well, Scully really wanted to check it out. Hey Frankie! How about you take Scully to the deli!" Mulder suggested.

"But Mulder-" Scully started to say.

"That's a GREAT idea! Then I'll show you this cute Italian place. It's not too far." Evelyn said exuberantly.

Scully didn't give up that easily. "I don't HAVE to go to the deli. It was just a suggestion. Let's all go to the Italian place." Scully played a smug look on her face. She wasn't going to let her win without a fight.

"Alright. I guess we could do that." Evelyn turned with attitude. Mulder led her out the door with his hand on her lower back. Scully eyes flashed with anger. He was putting his hand on someone else's back. Did that mean all the times he had done that with her, it had meant nothing? Or did it mean, he had feeling for Evelyn. She hoped it was neither, but she had a slight suspicion that it was the later.

Scully felt sick to her stomach now. She didn't feel like eating anything, but after battling to go with them, she had to go. At the restaurant Scully just pushed her food around on her plate. She didn't really join in the conversation. Mulder kept asking if something was wrong, but she stuck with her usual response of, "I'm fine". She felt for stupid for feeling this way. Mulder wasn't her boyfriend. So why did she feel like he was cheating on her right in front of her?

Evelyn had been really touchy with Mulder all night. It was really starting to get to Scully. What really got to her was that Mulder was not only accepting the flirting, but he was flirting back. Scully was hurt that he could move straight on from last night to another girl. She guessed the moment they shared the night before really meant nothing to him. Scully finally made up an excuse of being tired and not feeling well, and asked Frank if he could give a ride back to her hotel. He agreed to take her and they took off.

When Scully arrived at her hotel. She changed her clothes, not bothering with a shower, and fell into bed. She felt pathetic. Pathetic for thinking that Mulder could ever feel anything like what she felt for him. She knew that it would never happen, yet she still hoped, only to get crushed again. How many times did she have to go through this to understand that he didn't want her?

Scully sank in bed, a tear rolling down her cheek. Hopefully it would be over tomorrow. Then they could go back to their normal lives, in the way it's usually run.

A/N: Ok so this one's a little shorter, but I just wanted to get another chapter out for ya. Tell me how you like it so far. If you guys have any ideas please feel free to include them in the comments. I love ALL kind of feedback. Even if it's harsh. Now with school about to start for me, I'm going to try to keep up on updating but things may get a little busy. Hope you guys stick with it.