Authors Note:: Hey guys. Sorry for taking forever to update this story. Been having writer blocks and I have been super busy with college. Enjoy Chapter nine!! Reviews are much appreciated as always, thanks so much and glad to see you are enjoying this story!!


Chapter 9: Lone Gunmen's Territory
Sunday Afternoon

"Boys, open up. It's just me!" Mulder hollered, pounding on their door.

The door opened, revealing Langly, Frohike and Byers, all standing close to one another.

"Hey Mulder," Frohike greeted him as he entered.

"Hey…"

"Where the hell have you been these days?" Langly asked, interrupting Mulder's greetings.

"You know how long we have been worrying about you and Agent Scully?" Byers asked while Mulder whipped around, facing them.

"I know, I know, I know…." Mulder trailed off, "I'm sorry boys, and I have been a bit preoccupied at the moment while trying to get away from the Feds…." Mulder trailed off.

"Get away from Feds? You are the Feds, what have you gotten yourself into?" Frohike asked.

"Oh shush Frohike, you know damn well what I have gotten myself into…it's my mess with Scully…I came over to her apartment the other night, drunk off my ass, and the next morning, Skinner comes along and finds me over at her apartment suspecting we slept together again, when we really didn't." Mulder explained.

"So what are you implying here?" Byers asked.

"That I, as well as Scully, am in deep shit with Skinman, that's what I am implying; …Scully and I arranged to meet each other last night to talk things out." Mulder slowly said, can't help but to smile now.

"I don't like the tone of your voice there, Mulder." Frohike said.

"What'd you do?" Langly asked, "I mean, what'd you and Scully….do?"

Mulder crossed his arms over his chest, leaning against their table in the middle of the
room, staring at the three.

"I didn't necessarily propose to her…yet….I am taking her to London. That's why I've come over to talk to you boys so you know what has been happening. So don't freak out because I am pretty sure we'll be there longer then intended." Mulder explained.

"What do you mean propose to her…yet?" Byers asked.

Mulder sighed and removed a black velvet ring box from his right coat pocket, opening it up and revealing a beautiful hand crafted diamond ring with a silver binding.

"I designed it myself and had it made professionally." Mulder replied, "I'm proposing to her in London."

The three gasped.

"You are proposing to Scully…Dude!" Langly yelled, surprised.

"You're actually tying the knot with the hot red head?" Frohike asked.

"Settle down Frohike." Mulder chuckled.

The three smiled big together, staring at him as he slipped the ring box back inside his coat pocket.

"You sure you know what you're getting yourself into?" Byers asked, concerned.

"What are you so concerned about Byers? Of course he knows what the hell he's getting himself into…this is Scully we are talking about. Mulder's lover…"

"Langly…" Frohike interrupted Langly, swatting him in the left arm.

What? I am just implying that Scully is Mulder's lover and Mulder is Scully's lover…what's wrong about that?" Langly asked as Byers entered the conversation.

"Langly, this is Mulder and Scully…

"Guys," Mulder snapped, interrupting them.

They all stopped talking and looked to Mulder who was laughing.

"I have to go now okay; I have to finish packing and then go pick up Scully." Mulder explained.

"Alright, you two stay out of trouble…don't come back with ten kids now." Langly explained, making Mulder laugh as he left their apartment, closing the door behind him with a wide smile across his face.

To be continued…