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Tomorrow by Jillian
CHAPTER TWO
"You ready, Scully? Or should I say, Kathy Carter?" Mulder asked, taking all the bags to the door.
"Yea, one second, Bill Carter." She called from the bathroom as she quickly put on some lipstick. Walking, out, she took her makeup bag in hand and walked up to the door.
"Let's get to the airport, we don't want to miss our flight." He said.
"Paid in cash, I assume?" She asked.
"Yeah, two tickets to Newark Airport." He smiled. She walked out to the car with the few belongings she had with her--a few pairs of clothes, and personal items. Pictures of William and Emily, of her entire family-whom she'd never see again due to the fact they all thought she had died in the explosion at the ruins. She also took that journal she had written to Mulder while she was ill, the one she never had the heart to throw away.
The flight was uneventful except for banter between the two of them, Mulder acting lighthearted and trying to keep an air of levity between them. He was secretly nervous, afraid he wouldn't be able to keep his promise to her. Afraid he'd find out more he didn't want to know... The dead certainly were not lost to him, although he hadn't had any visions since seeing the Gunmen on the side of the road. He noticed Scully looking sad, but he didn't know how to make her feel better... He felt worse. He felt horrible for doing this to her. She turned, feeling his eyes on her and their gaze met. Suddenly, seeing her eyes, he remembered why he couldn't give up--her.
"Hey Scully," He began. "You wanna join the Mile High Club?" He grinned.
"Mulder, I think you've been watching too many of those videos that aren't yours." She smiled.
"I needed *something* to survive on while I was gone... C'mon, be a little spontaneous." He persuaded.
"I'm not spontaneous when it comes to a bathroom I can barely fit in by myself, let alone with you."
"How about elevators?" He asked.
"Elevators?" She repeated.
"There are a lot of elevators in New York City..." He said.
"Your out of your mind, Mulder."
"But would you want me any other way?" He asked.
"Of course not." She smiled.
The plane touched down in Newark Airport at about three in the afternoon. The May air was warm, and Scully listened as Mulder made sure the reservations were in check at the hotel. They rented a car, something not very foreign to them. The got in the car, and drove to the hotel "W." Mulder checked their reservations for the evening and they were shown to their room. As they went up the elevator, Scully notice Mulder looked afraid, or maybe anxious. She took his hand in hers, and looked up into his eyes. Silently she told him they would be okay, and silently his fears were assuaged. They left the elevator, as they had done millions of times in the J Edgar Hoover Building, and walked towards the room they had gotten for the night.
It was large, but unlike the rooms they had shared on so many cases, it only had one bed. Scully looked around, taking in the luxury of the room, and went into the bathroom where she found a large Jacuzzi tub. "I knew you liked baths..." Mulder called from the other room. "Yeah," She began. "With the exception of baths threatened by Donnie Pfaster, I love baths." Accompanied by a slight laugh, she smiled to herself, alone in the bathroom. The door opened and Mulder was behind her. She spun around to face him. "I could really go for a bath right now." She said quietly. Mulder simply smiled and asked "Care for some company?"
Three hours later, a fresh, clean, and happy Fox Mulder was on the phone with the former owner of the house they were going to lease.
"I must tell you, Mr. Carter, I am a *very* motivated seller." The man said.
"That's wonderful news, because I am a *very* motivated buyer. As a matter of fact, I could give you the money for the first three month lease tomorrow, and could move in as soon as you'd like to move out." Mulder said.
"The house is vacant as of now, Mr. Carter, so you can move in whenever you please. The money by tomorrow would be fabulous, you can move in as soon as you like... Even tomorrow. I'm actually relocating to Miami for a job transfer, and I'm leaving as soon as I can be sure the house has been given to someone." He said.
"I'll meet you at the house tomorrow then, Mr. Johnson. Thanks again." Mulder said.
"Thank you." The man said, before hanging up.
"We're all set?" Scully asked, looking in Mulder's direction.
"Yeah, I've got all the false documents I need, other than furniture and jobs, we're set."
"I could teach, Mulder. A high school biology course." She said. "Chemistry too, I could handle both courses... I would have access to a lab. You can falsify documents saying I have degrees under this name, can't you?" She asked.
"I already have." He replied with a toothy grin.
"And what are you going to do, Mulder?" She asked.
"While I was gone, I kind of anticapated this. So under our now assumed name, I contacted a magazine based here in New York, UFO Weekly..."
"You've got to be kidding, we're supposed to lay low.." She said.
"Scully, nobody would know. Besides, do you think the shadow government reads UFO Weekly?" She smiled back at him.
"We have to buy furniture." She said.
"It's a two bedroom, with an eat in kitchen, two bathrooms, and a family room. We're going to need a lot of furniture." Mulder smiled.
"Let me take care of that, I won't mind picking out the interior decoration." She said.
"Okay, might as well get started." He handed her a furniture catalogue.
"How very prepared of you, Mulder." She replied.
"Well, if we move in tomorrow, I'd like to have the beds and necessities in already."
She simply nodded as she circled things throughout the magazine, excited about what tomorrow would bring.
Much more to come, guys! The chapters get progressively longer, I believe. Thanks for reading! Please review!