Later that day
Mulder's Apartment
5:30 pm
Mulder wondered if his neighbors would really notice that much if he let out a blood curtling scream in the parking garage to his apartment building because that's what he felt like doing when he realized that Scully had left her cell phone in his car. He had thought that maybe a weekend away from him would help her relax and get rid of whatever had her on edge, but now he'd have to show up at her door to give her back her phone and face the icy fortress she had been building up around herself all week. Mulder stared at the phone for a minute deciding that before he did anything, he needed to finish off that ice cream from last night. Picking up the dreaded object as if it were a dead rat, Mulder trudged up to his apartment and tossed his jacket and Scully's phone on the coffee table.
As he ate his ice cream, Mulder's thoughts kept drifting back to Scully. What could be bothering her that much that she kept either storming off in a huff or just not speaking to him? Mulder shurgged to himself realizing that he was not exactly the best authority to try and decipher the female psyche no matter how great a profiler he was. His thoughts were finally interupted by a knock at the door. Mulder headed to the door, ready to deal with a probably very grouchy Scully.
Peering through his peephole however, Mulder caught sight of the Lone Guman standing at his door, chattering excitedly. As they burst into Mulder's apartment with pizzas, file folders, and a laptop computer, the Gumen noticed how quiet their friend was being.
"What's up man?" Langly asked presenting Mulder with his favorite kind of pizza, extra everything.
"It's nothing really," Mulder replied. "Scully's just been acting really strange recently."
"Well maybe still upset over her dad dying," Byers offered.
Mulder nodded, "I think that's part of it, but I think there's something more. She's so quiet all of a sudden and when I try to ask her about she gets really upset."
"Maybe she wants you," quipped Frohike his mouth full of pizza.
Byers and Langly stared at him for a moment.
"Or maybe she wants someone else?" Frohike shrugged going back to his pizza.
"Or maybe," said Langly turning back to Mulder. "She's just..."
"Dude," interupted Frohike. "Your jacket is ringing!" He pointed to Mulder's jacket which was still on the couch.
Mulder reached under the jacket and stared for a moment. His cell phone had fallen out of his pocket right next to Scully's so he was now face to face with two matching cell phones, one of which was ringing. Yet again repressing the urge to scream Mulder answered the ringing phone.
"Mulder," he barked.
"Oh I'm sorry," said the woman on the other end. "Is this the number for Dr. Dana Scully."
"Uhm yeah," replied Mulder knowing Scully would murder him for answering her phone yet wondering who would be referring to her as Dr. "She, uh, stepped out for a minute. Can I take a message?"
"This is Dr. Tate from County Memorial. Dr. Scully had an interview with us this morning. Unfortunately the chief administrator has my only copy of her resume' and he's on his way to London. I was wondering if she could fax me over another copy."
Mulder was in total shock, why was Scully interviewing at a hospital. Was she really going to leave the FBI, leave him?
"Uh, sure," Mulder stammered to Dr. Tate. "I'll let her know as soon as she gets back."
"What's up?" asked Langly aftering seeing Mulder's eyes just about bug out of his head during the phone conversation.
Mulder sank down at his desk, rubbing his forehead as a horrible headache began. "That was Dr. Tate from County Memorial hospital wanting another copy of Scully's resume. She's quitting the FBI."
**Stay Tuned For Chapter 5***
Mulder's Apartment
5:30 pm
Mulder wondered if his neighbors would really notice that much if he let out a blood curtling scream in the parking garage to his apartment building because that's what he felt like doing when he realized that Scully had left her cell phone in his car. He had thought that maybe a weekend away from him would help her relax and get rid of whatever had her on edge, but now he'd have to show up at her door to give her back her phone and face the icy fortress she had been building up around herself all week. Mulder stared at the phone for a minute deciding that before he did anything, he needed to finish off that ice cream from last night. Picking up the dreaded object as if it were a dead rat, Mulder trudged up to his apartment and tossed his jacket and Scully's phone on the coffee table.
As he ate his ice cream, Mulder's thoughts kept drifting back to Scully. What could be bothering her that much that she kept either storming off in a huff or just not speaking to him? Mulder shurgged to himself realizing that he was not exactly the best authority to try and decipher the female psyche no matter how great a profiler he was. His thoughts were finally interupted by a knock at the door. Mulder headed to the door, ready to deal with a probably very grouchy Scully.
Peering through his peephole however, Mulder caught sight of the Lone Guman standing at his door, chattering excitedly. As they burst into Mulder's apartment with pizzas, file folders, and a laptop computer, the Gumen noticed how quiet their friend was being.
"What's up man?" Langly asked presenting Mulder with his favorite kind of pizza, extra everything.
"It's nothing really," Mulder replied. "Scully's just been acting really strange recently."
"Well maybe still upset over her dad dying," Byers offered.
Mulder nodded, "I think that's part of it, but I think there's something more. She's so quiet all of a sudden and when I try to ask her about she gets really upset."
"Maybe she wants you," quipped Frohike his mouth full of pizza.
Byers and Langly stared at him for a moment.
"Or maybe she wants someone else?" Frohike shrugged going back to his pizza.
"Or maybe," said Langly turning back to Mulder. "She's just..."
"Dude," interupted Frohike. "Your jacket is ringing!" He pointed to Mulder's jacket which was still on the couch.
Mulder reached under the jacket and stared for a moment. His cell phone had fallen out of his pocket right next to Scully's so he was now face to face with two matching cell phones, one of which was ringing. Yet again repressing the urge to scream Mulder answered the ringing phone.
"Mulder," he barked.
"Oh I'm sorry," said the woman on the other end. "Is this the number for Dr. Dana Scully."
"Uhm yeah," replied Mulder knowing Scully would murder him for answering her phone yet wondering who would be referring to her as Dr. "She, uh, stepped out for a minute. Can I take a message?"
"This is Dr. Tate from County Memorial. Dr. Scully had an interview with us this morning. Unfortunately the chief administrator has my only copy of her resume' and he's on his way to London. I was wondering if she could fax me over another copy."
Mulder was in total shock, why was Scully interviewing at a hospital. Was she really going to leave the FBI, leave him?
"Uh, sure," Mulder stammered to Dr. Tate. "I'll let her know as soon as she gets back."
"What's up?" asked Langly aftering seeing Mulder's eyes just about bug out of his head during the phone conversation.
Mulder sank down at his desk, rubbing his forehead as a horrible headache began. "That was Dr. Tate from County Memorial hospital wanting another copy of Scully's resume. She's quitting the FBI."
**Stay Tuned For Chapter 5***