A/N: I want to thank my beta readers Heather and Lauren. Thank you very very much for your great help and hard work. I love you.

Chapter 2: The rain.

Scully opened her eyes, feeling the hangover raging in her head.

"Hi sleepy head, you awake?" Melissa smiled at her.

"Yes… but everything is spinning. What happened?"

"You got drunk," Melissa winked, laughing hard as she thought about Scully last night.

"Why are you laughing like that? Missy, what did I do?"

"Don't tell me that you can't remember. You kissed Mulder!" Melissa couldn't stop laughing.

"Are you kidding?"

"I'm damn serious. Wow, you can't imagine what Bill's face look like when you kissed his best friend."

"Jeez! " Scully yelled, burying her face under the pillow.

"It's not too bad, Danes, you made a good choice, he's handsome. Were his lips soft?" Melissa teased, causing Dana to the blush.

"Pass!" Scully rolled herself in her rug, hoping that Melissa would stop annoying her.

"Wake up! You can't hide here. We are going camping today. They are waiting for us," Melissa pulled the blanket.

"I don't want to go. Please Missy just leave me alone and tell them that I'm sick."

"It will be fun sweetheart. And I can't let you stay at home alone, it's dangerous. C'mon, wake up!"

"Please, please, please…" Scully cried.

Scully was so nervous, but every one seemed to have forgotten about the game last night, or at least they didn't mention it. Maybe they thought it was just a game and she had just gotten drunk, but Scully still didn't feel comfortable, to the point of not even daring to look at Mulder. She sighed.

"Hi," Jack caught up, greeting her.

"Hi."

"Are you tired? Want a break from your bag?" He gave her a concerned look.

"Thank you. I'm ok." Scully shook her head, smiling sweetly. Her smile made his heart stop beating.

Jack kept asking more questions, he didn't even notice the devil-look he was getting from Bill.

"Do you think that Jack is trying to flirt with our sister?" Bill whispered into Melissa's ear.

"Don't be silly, Bill, they are just talking."

"He's staring at her!" Bill glanced over at Jack.

"Dana is not a child, Billy. You aren't our father. And if you want to protect Dana this way, you'd better take a look at your friend. Jack is not the only one who is staring at her."

"What do you mean?"

"Your best friend, Mulder."

Bill turned his head to look at Mulder, his eyes opened wide as he saw Mulder gazing at his little sister. "What the hell…" he thought. When they were children, although Melissa was just one year older than Dana, Bill always behaved more like a big brother with Dana because of her tiny size. Even though Dana was 16 years old now, he didn't want to bring his beloved sister here to be ogled by all of his friends.

"Here!" Ethan said.

It was a nice place for camping. There were many big trees and soft grass. They chose to sit under the tallest tree, next to a stream.

"Hey guys, I prepared a game," Ethan yelled, catching everyone's attention.

"Jeez! Go to hell with your game," Scully thought. She didn't want to play more stupid games with him.

"I wrote some orders here on each piece of paper. You have to choose one of them and do the thing you are asked."

"Well, who is to find the fire-wood?"

"Me!" both of Scully and Mulder yelled.

"How fun!" Ethan smirked.

"Can I go with them?" Bill asked.

"No, you have to stay here," Ethan said firmly.

Mulder and Scully walked into the wood, they still didn't say anything. Finally, Mulder spoke, breaking the awkwardness.

"So… do you like this vacation?"

"I prefer spending my vacation at home, but this trip isn't that bad," she said, thinking that the "bad thing" is kissing your brother's best friend.

"Dana…"

"Mulder…"

"Yes?"

"Just call me Scully. You know, I have to call you Mulder, right? It is only fair you call me Scully."

"It's ok" Mulder smiled. She was so cute. There wasn't any other girl who had asked him to call her by her last name before.

"Mulder…"

"Yes?"

"About last night… I'm sorry… I was drunk…" she said shyly, not wanting to recall it, but she thought it will be easier for them, because they would have to spend this vacation together. She wanted to feel comfortable with him around.

"It's not your fault. Ethan is an ass sometimes. He shouldn't have dared you to drink," Mulder said mildly. He didn't mention the kiss between them last night.

"Where can we find fire-wood?" Scully asked, changing the subject.

"I don't know, somewhere in the wood," Mulder shrugged.

They kept walking in the wood, chatting about everything. Mulder was impressed by her smarts. Scully was the smartest girl he had ever met, although she was short, in his eyes, it was cute. They didn't notice the dark clouds in the sky. The rain came suddenly.

They ran in the heavy rain, fortunately finding a cave.

"What the hell is with this weather?" Mulder complained.

"It's summer rain," Scully said, sweeping her hand over her wet hair.

Mulder looked at Scully. They were as wet as drowned rats. Scully shivered, crossing her arms.

"Are you cold?"

"No, I'm fine."

"Come here!" he said.

She gave him a questioning glance.

"You are shaking. Come here and sit down next to me, it will make you warmer."

Scully hesitated, but she didn't want to show him that she was nervous about sitting here with a damn handsome guy like him. She moved slowly then sat next to him.

"Do you feel better?"

"Yes, I think…"

"I have no idea when it will stop raining…"

"Hmmm…"

"Do you believe in the paranormal?"

"What do you mean?"

"Things like Aliens, Ghosts, Dracula,…"

"You must be kidding," she laughed, but when she saw his face was serious, she said seriously "No, I think we can explain everything with science."

"Do ghosts scare you?" he kept asking.

"Mulder! Ghosts don't exist," Scully raised her eyebrows.

"If they did?"

"I bet they would come here to visit you," she joked.

Mulder smiled. She was so cute when she raised her eyebrows.

"How did you meet my brother?"

"Well, we played for the same baseball team in the college. He is a nice guy."

"And an ass sometimes," she added.

"I liked the way he talked about his family."

"Things aren't always smooth with a big family. You know, my parent's had 4 children. Do you have any siblings?"

"No…" he sighed, "my sister died years ago…"

Scully paused. She didn't know what to say, so she leant closer, holding his hand. She said softly, "I'm so sorry…"

"It's ok," he smiled back, looking at her eyes. They were so big and innocent. The blue in her eyes turning dark.

"I didn't mean to make you recall it…"

"I know… So, can you tell me some stories about your family?"

"What do you want to know about?"

"Anything."

"Well, my father is a Navy Captain. I love him very much. He calls me Starbuck, and I call him Ahab. You know, from"Moby Dick".

"Yes."

It was about one hour later when Scully fell onto his shoulder. She was sleeping. He smiled, looking down at her face. There were some freckles on her cheek and her tiny nose, they were so cute. He remembered about their kiss last night. Her lips were so soft. Her mouth opened slightly as he felt her warm breath against his neck. She looked so peaceful, and her red lips were so inviting. It had stopped raining, but he didn't want to wake her up. He could even hear his own heart beat. She was lovely, yes. But she was his best friend's sister. But she was still so lovely and her lips… They are so kissable… He couldn't think anymore, moving closer to her face, pressing his lips to her cheek, and slowly to her lips.

She was still sleeping.