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November 1, 2014

10:13am

Mulder was freaking out. He'd never really considered that Botch might target someone he knew, someone he cared about. While the loss of a life was always a tragedy, the loss of someone's life in this street would be a personal tragedy for him. He never imagined he'd get this involved in this false life he was leading while undercover. Botch's usual victims were young women, mostly college students, but what if he deviated and decided on a younger victim? What if he targeted Scully?

Mulder decided there and then that the only means of protecting his neighbours was to take Botch down. He had to be careful though, if he wanted to stop Botch once and for all he needed to play all of his cards right.

The sound of the doorbell brought Mulder out of his reverie and he went to answer it. It was Scully.

"Hi," she said, in a kind of nervous tone.

"Hey Scully," replied Mulder. "What can I do for you?"

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay," she said. "You left kind of suddenly last night."

"Come in," said Mulder, not answering her question.

He suddenly had the feeling that he didn't want Botch seeing her at his house.

"Coffee?" he asked once they were inside.

"No thanks," Scully declined. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," he answered pouring himself a cup. "I just remembered I had some stuff to do for work last night. Sorry I was a bit abrupt."

He took a sip and Scully noticed he looked very wired, like he hadn't slept last night.

"Okay," she smiled. "Just wanted to make sure it wasn't anything Bill said."

Her eyes met his for a second before he laughed it off.

"Nope," he said. "Just work stuff."

"Okay," said Scully again. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed though.

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November 9, 2014

9:52pm

Scully was sitting at her desk in her bedroom staring at her computer. She wasn't really concentrating though. She was thinking about Fox. She did a lot of that lately. No matter how many times she told herself it wasn't going to happen, she still found herself dreaming of him.

Suddenly something flew through her open window, under her nose and landed on the floor.

Scully looked down at it confused for a second and then picked it up; a paper aero plane. There was writing on the wing: Can't sleep?

Wrote underneath it: No. You?

She leant out the window and felt the cold air on her skin, shivering slightly she sent the plane sailing back through the air and into Fox's open window.

It was soon returning and this time Scully caught it midair. She read: Still working, what are you doing over there?

She wrote back: Just watching the Roswell alien autopsy on YouTube.

With a smirk she sent it on its way once again and it returned: Really?!

As if! I'm studying for English!

Disappointing. You'd learn a lot more from the autopsy video.

I doubt that.

Why don't you just call me and we can argue about this properly...

Scully stared at the phone number scrawled on the folded piece of paper, Fox's phone number!

With a shaking hand Scully dialed the number. He picked up after the first ring.

"Fox," he said exactly as she'd heard him say every other time he'd answered his phone in front of her.

"You know the whole Roswell UFO crash thing was just a cover up," she said smiling. "To stop people finding out about the government's experimental aircraft."

"Scully, Scully, Scully," Fox answered. "You didn't think I bought that crap about the weather balloon did you? But you've got it wrong too. The top secret experimental aircraft is the cover story. Make people think that they were trying to cover up that so we'd be distracted from the truth."

"And the truth being?" asked Scully although she knew the answer.

"That they shot an alien spacecraft out of the sky and were doing autopsies on the dead ones and keeping the live ones as prisoners! Probably stealing their technology and DNA while they were at it!"

Scully rolled her eyes even though he couldn't see her.

"I just don't know how you can believe that when you have no evidence whatsoever to back it up," she went on.

"Eye witness accounts are underrated," replied Fox. "Why is it that everyone who comes forward about these kinds of things are always automatically considered liars?"

"It's not that I think they're lying," explained Scully. "I just need some hard scientific evidence before I will believe anything. I think some people just want to believe. I need to see it for myself to believe."

"You know you'll never see it if you aren't open to the possibility though," said Fox. "Science doesn't have all the answers just yet Scully."

"It has a lot of them though," defended Scully. "A lot more answers then your eye witnesses."

"I'm never going to convince you, am I?" Fox sighed.

"Not unless you can give me some physical proof," she confirmed.

Fox laughed and Scully smiled.

By the time they hung up it was 12:01am and Scully was finding it harder and harder to tell herself it was never going to happen.

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