Tomorrow
By Jillian
CHAPTER THREE
"Mr. Johnson, thank you for letting us get in so early." Mulder said, standing on the front lawn of his new home.
"No problem, thank you for paying your first payment of the lease so quickly. Well, you have my number if you need to reach me, and all the keys, so I'm going to be leaving. I've got a long flight ahead of me."
"Thanks again, good luck with your new home." Mulder smiled.
"And you with yours." The man nodded, walking away.
"C'mon, Scully, let me carry you over the threshold."
"Mulder, I want to get inside. I've got to meet the furniture guy soon."
"Scully, I've got the keys, and we're not going in until you let me carry you over the threshold." He said.
"Mulder, it's good to see your back in a lighthearted mood--" She began.
"Mmhm, and you put me in it. Scully, you convinced me it was worth fighting. You got me back to my old self, if not just for a little while. Now, let's keep up the goodhearted flirting and let me carry you over the threshold." He said.
"Your old self would have never had the balls to carry me over the threshold." She smiled.
"Wanna bet?" He asked, quickly maneuvering himself into position to scoop her up into his arms.
"What are our neighbors going to think, Mulder?" She demanded, as he headed for the door.
"There goes the neighborhood." He smiled as he fumbled with the keys.
"You should have unlocked it first, Mulder." She said, afraid she was going to fall. "You drop me, and I kill you." She added.
"You trust me, don't you?" He said, knowing she'd answer yes.
"That's not fair. I trust you implicitly, but it doesn't mean you have good balance." They both laughed as he clumsily maneuvered the keys in his hand.
Finally the door was open, and they laughed the entire way into the house. Mulder went back to the car and brought in their few bags, while Scully freshened up in the bathroom. She had spoken previously to the man at the furniture store, explaining her urgency, and he said she could stop by the next day to pick up some of the furniture.
Within three days, the house was more than a house--it was a home. Home for the two of them. It was nearly completely furnished with all the major necessities, and really quite lovely. The living room was cozy, with a big comfy couch and a large television. Their master bedroom had a king size bed, and bureaus for their clothes, in addition to the walk in closet. There was another bedroom they intended as a guest room. The bathroom downstairs was small with only a shower, but the one upstairs was far larger and connected to their master bedroom. The tub was large, perfect for taking baths. The kitchen was large, an eat in with an island running through the middle. They surrounded it with four lovely stools, and decided they didn't need a dining room just yet, although they could've set up a living room/dining room thanks to the way the house was arranged. The kitchen was in the back of the home, with sliding glass doors onto a deck. The yard was small beyond the risen deck, but they didn't need room back there. They would get an outdoor furniture set for the deck a little later, when they were stable in their new home.
"Mulder, should I call up about teaching today?" She asked, the third day in their home.
"Yeah, um, I saw a public service announcement. Staten Island has a bad teacher shortage due to low pay, you can call 1-800-TEACH-NY and they'll talk to you. With your qualifications, of course, you'll be hired quickly."
"Just what are my newly falsified qualifications?" She asked.
"Masters Degree in Biology and Chemistry from NYU, and your P.H.D. in Bio-Genetics, Dr. Carter." He smiled.
"Not bad." She said, reaching for the phone.
After speaking to the people with the Teach NY organization, she was advised to meet with the principal of Tottenville High School, who was looking for someone to cover biology and chemistry classes while the current teacher took maternity leave. She was going to leave as soon as an adequate replacement was found, but there wasn't much time left in the year. Regardless, Scully thanked the woman, who set up their meeting for the next day, and hung up.
Mulder, however, had it far easier. All he had to do was submit his next article to his UFO magazine, and he was set. He was writing about his experiences seeing the alien ship in Ohio, while Scully sat in a meeting with the principal of Tottenville High School. The school was very large, housing thousands of student, but only about ten minutes from their new home. Quickly she learned Staten Island had many high schools, public and private, and Tottenville was the leading school open to the general public, although there were better, selective schools on the island. She impressed the man thoroughly, and he said she could begin that Monday, three days away. She'd receive her schedule that morning, and she had to be in school at 7:00.
She returned home happily, and saw Mulder typing away at his laptop. "Guess what, G-Man?" She said. He looked up momentarily to see her smile.
"You got the job?" He asked, although it was more of a statement than a question.
"Dr. Carter, biology and chemistry teacher." She smiled.
"Great. You'll have access to the lab, you can work on creating some kind of liquid magnetite."
"It didn't even occur to me..." She mumbled. "If we could inject it, or use it as a weapon somehow, we could beat them. Mulder, this could be our hope."
"It *is* our hope, Scully. It's our way of stopping this... Do you know how old our son will be in 2012? I mean, if colonization were to happen, think of all the things he'd miss. He'd never get to go to high school, or a prom, or on a date, or see a girl naked.." He smiled briefly on the last one.
"Hey, that's why we're fighting." She smiled, trying to cheer him up, her hand behind his neck.
"Hey, Scully?" He asked.
"Yes?"
"Let's go test out the new bed." He said.
"Mulder, we've had the bed for three nights already. It's the middle of the day." She said in mock ignorance. "I don't think I can be sure your intentions are honorable." She smiled.
"No, no you can't. I don't believe they are." He grinned back.
"Good." She said, as they raced up the stairs.
.End chapter three.
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