Chapter four - Coffee anyone?
Scully tried not to panic as she stared silently out the window of Mulder's car. It had been so long since she was in this situation that she didn't know what to do. She didn't even know if she was truly in the situation she thought she was.
What would be worse? Inviting Mulder in for coffee and having him jump you or inviting him in and having him look at you like you were crazy?
"Oh God" Scully thought to herself "What I am going to do?"
Scully would have probably have been amused to know that Mulder was having similar thoughts and similar anxieties.
They sat in silence as Mulder drove. The only conversation came when Scully quietly gave Mulder directions. The car ride to Scully's apartment seemed to last an eternity and a second all at the same time.
When they reached Scully's building, Mulder parked the car. Since he had walked Melissa to her door, Scully knew that Mulder would extend the same courtesy to her.
They walked silently through the first door and to the door of Scully's apartment. She took out her keys, took a deep breath and turned to Mulder who was looking rather expectantly at her.
Apparently he was leaving any decision making about their next course of action up to her.
"It is so late" she said looking shyly up at him. "Are you going to be alright driving home?"
Scully had swiftly turned the decision making back over to him.
"It is late" he started watching Scully face fall ever-so-slightly "and I do feel a bit tired" he knew he probably wouldn't fall asleep for hours but continued "would it be too much trouble to ask you for a cup of coffee?"
Scully perked up immediately and then tried to wheel in her emotions. "Coffee? Sure I think I could manage that"
She opened the door and motioned to the couch as she walked into the kitchen. Mulder smiled at her when he noticed that she was still staggering a bit. "Make yourself at home, I'll just get the coffee going."
Mulder threw his coat over a chair and looked around the room. It was a definite reflection of its owner. Dignified and tastefully furnished with the occasional eclectic piece thrown it. Scully tried very hard to suppress her wild side but it kept popping out.
Mulder was still standing when Scully returned to the living room. She was about the sit down on the couch when Mulder grabbed her hand and pulled her close.
She looked up at him and saw what she thought was desire swimming through his eyes.
He looked down at her and found himself lost in the blueness that gazed up at him. He desperately wanted to kiss her but first things first.
"Before we get too comfortable" he said brushing a hair off her face "could I possibly use your bathroom?"
Scully laughed and nodded pointed in the direction of the bathroom. She was still chuckling to herself as she got comfortable on the couch.
Mulder relieved himself as quickly as possible and returned to the living room eager to get on with the night's activities. He paused when he reached the door he was so taken in by the sight that lay before him. She was truly beautiful and completely and totally passed out.
He chuckled to himself reminding himself that he was getting exactly what he deserved by flirting so outrageously with a drunken woman. He poured himself a cup of coffee and watched her sleeping as he drank it the whole time wondering exactly what she would remember the next day.
He finished his coffee, covered her up with the afghan that lay across the back of the couch, kissed her gently on the forehead and let himself out.
"What is that horrible noise" Scully thought to herself and she tried to pull herself awake. "I wish it would just shut up"
The noise didn't stop and Scully slowly came to the realization that it was her telephone ringing endlessly. She pulled herself off the couch and stumbled into the kitchen where she grabbed the phone from its perch on the wall.
"Scully" she said noticing that her voice sounded like she had gargled with sandpaper.
"Agent Scully? Please hold for Section Chief Blevins" a perky voice said.
Scully squinted at the clock which read 7:15 wondering what Blevins would want with her so early on a Sunday morning.
"Good morning Agent Scully"
"Good morning Sir"
"Sorry to get you up so early on a Sunday Agent, but there has been a murder. The cause of death isn't obvious to the naked eye and I think we could use your expertise. Be in my office at 9."
Before Scully could respond the line went dead. "Good bye to you too Sir" she said sarcastically putting down the phone.
It was only as she walked back into the living room did it occur to her that not only had she slept in her clothes, but she had slept on the couch. She walked towards her bedroom desperately trying to put together what exactly had happened the night before.
She remembered going to the party with Melissa. Drinking - a lot. Talking to Mulder - she started to panic as she remembered how she had outwardly flirted with the man. Her panic became extreme when she remembered how Mulder had graciously driven both her and Melissa home and how she had graciously offered him coffee.
She stared at herself in the bedroom mirror relieved to find that her bed was still in perfect order behind her. "Well at least I didn't drag him in here" she thought to herself.
Her thoughts were interrupted when the phone rang again. This time it was her sister.
"Dana?" she said soundly quite upset.
"What's wrong Missy?" Scully responded rapidly pushing all thoughts of Mulder out of her head
"I just woke up this morning with the most horrible feeling of dread. I just wanted to make sure you were all right."
"I'm fine" Scully could hear Melissa let out the breath she was holding.
"Thank goodness. Is Fox still there?"
"Fox?" the panic returned "Why would Mulder be here?"
"Come on Dana, you two only had eyes for each other by the end of the evening last night."
Getting no response from her sister she continued "I assume Fox was a gentleman and walked you to your door?"
"Yes he did."
"And?"
Scully paused but then decided that she would feel better if she talked to someone about what happened. "I invited him in for coffee." "And?"
"I passed out on him while he was in the bathroom."
Scully's head already felt like it was going to explode and the roar of laughter coming over the phone didn't help any.
"I'm sorry Dana" Melissa said when she realized that her sister had gone silent on the other end of the phone "but don't worry, he will get in touch with you soon."
"Oh, I doubt that. First I get so drunk I can't drive myself home, then I pass out on the man. I am sure I left a really good impression." She sighed. "Probably just as well. I am way too boring for him anyway."
Melissa was about to start in on all of her virtues when Scully cut her off explaining that she had been called into work and that if she didn't hurry she would be late. She promised to call her sister later in the day and headed for the shower.
The water felt good as it splashed against her head. "Maybe, just maybe" she thought as she let the water pour over her "I might just make it through the day. I just hope I don't get sick cutting open that body."
An hour later Scully had donned not only the appropriate clothes for a early Sunday morning meeting with her boss, but had donned her professional persona as well.
Gone was the flirtatious Scully of the night before. In her place stood a purely professional woman who managed to push all thoughts of margaritas, romantic strolls and Mulder's sexy mouth out of her head.
Section Chief Blevins gave her a blunt greeting when she walked into his office. He motioned for her to have a seat and informed her that they would be joined by two other agents.
"Agent Scully. The circumstances around this case are rather bizarre. I am assigning two agents who specialize in bizarre cases."
Scully began to feel the panic she thought she had so neatly submerged start to float to the surface of her consciousness.
"To be perfectly blunt, Agent, I thought having you consult on this case would offset some of their more outlandish ideas."
Scully nodded keeping herself from asking who the other two agents were. She would find out soon enough if she was correct.
She was about to respond when the door opened in walked Mulder and a good looking man who she assumed was his partner.
They, unlike her, were dressed in jeans and t-shirts. Apparently both considered Sundays to be dress down day.
"Have a seat Agents" Blevins said. "Agent Scully this is Agent Mulder and Agent Krycek. They work on the X-files. Agents, this is Agent Scully. She is an expert on pathology. I am hoping her expertise might help us crack this case."
Mulder glanced over at Scully and noticed that she barely looked at him or Krycek - keeping her attention focused on Blevins. Whereas the night before he could feel the warmth of her personality flowing from her, today he felt nothing. It was obvious to him that Agent Scully had surrounded herself with a nice tall, safe, wall.
"Sir" Mulder said before Blevins could continue. "With all due respect, why are you designating this case as an X-file? This sounds more like a case for VCU."
Blevins glared slightly at Mulder. He didn't care much for this particular agent and he didn't care if Mulder knew it. "You're right Agent Mulder. Actually this was VCU's case until this morning when I decided to turn it over to you."
Mulder sat back his interest piquing. Scully, who couldn't help but notice Blevins dislike for Mulder, found her curiosity rising as well. Krycek didn't appear care one way or another.
"This is actually the fifth murder of it's kind. All of them have occurred exactly 13 days apart and all of them involving people involved with the occult."
At the word 'occult' Mulder sat up a bit straighter in his chair. "All of the people have been found murdered without any obvious cause of death. All of them were well liked with no known enemies. No one, so far, as been able to find any connection between the victims. VCU is stumped so basically I had no choice but to call you in on the case."
"You flatter me" Mulder said sarcastically.
Blevins ignored the comment and flicked a switch darkening the room. "Here is the latest victim" he said clicking a button to show a large image on a screen at the back of the room.
He was about to continue when he heard a large gasp from Scully who quickly excused herself from the room running to make it to the bathroom before she got sick.
Mulder knew instantly what caused such a strong reaction. The image in front of them was their hostess from the evening before. Paige.
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Scully tried not to panic as she stared silently out the window of Mulder's car. It had been so long since she was in this situation that she didn't know what to do. She didn't even know if she was truly in the situation she thought she was.
What would be worse? Inviting Mulder in for coffee and having him jump you or inviting him in and having him look at you like you were crazy?
"Oh God" Scully thought to herself "What I am going to do?"
Scully would have probably have been amused to know that Mulder was having similar thoughts and similar anxieties.
They sat in silence as Mulder drove. The only conversation came when Scully quietly gave Mulder directions. The car ride to Scully's apartment seemed to last an eternity and a second all at the same time.
When they reached Scully's building, Mulder parked the car. Since he had walked Melissa to her door, Scully knew that Mulder would extend the same courtesy to her.
They walked silently through the first door and to the door of Scully's apartment. She took out her keys, took a deep breath and turned to Mulder who was looking rather expectantly at her.
Apparently he was leaving any decision making about their next course of action up to her.
"It is so late" she said looking shyly up at him. "Are you going to be alright driving home?"
Scully had swiftly turned the decision making back over to him.
"It is late" he started watching Scully face fall ever-so-slightly "and I do feel a bit tired" he knew he probably wouldn't fall asleep for hours but continued "would it be too much trouble to ask you for a cup of coffee?"
Scully perked up immediately and then tried to wheel in her emotions. "Coffee? Sure I think I could manage that"
She opened the door and motioned to the couch as she walked into the kitchen. Mulder smiled at her when he noticed that she was still staggering a bit. "Make yourself at home, I'll just get the coffee going."
Mulder threw his coat over a chair and looked around the room. It was a definite reflection of its owner. Dignified and tastefully furnished with the occasional eclectic piece thrown it. Scully tried very hard to suppress her wild side but it kept popping out.
Mulder was still standing when Scully returned to the living room. She was about the sit down on the couch when Mulder grabbed her hand and pulled her close.
She looked up at him and saw what she thought was desire swimming through his eyes.
He looked down at her and found himself lost in the blueness that gazed up at him. He desperately wanted to kiss her but first things first.
"Before we get too comfortable" he said brushing a hair off her face "could I possibly use your bathroom?"
Scully laughed and nodded pointed in the direction of the bathroom. She was still chuckling to herself as she got comfortable on the couch.
Mulder relieved himself as quickly as possible and returned to the living room eager to get on with the night's activities. He paused when he reached the door he was so taken in by the sight that lay before him. She was truly beautiful and completely and totally passed out.
He chuckled to himself reminding himself that he was getting exactly what he deserved by flirting so outrageously with a drunken woman. He poured himself a cup of coffee and watched her sleeping as he drank it the whole time wondering exactly what she would remember the next day.
He finished his coffee, covered her up with the afghan that lay across the back of the couch, kissed her gently on the forehead and let himself out.
"What is that horrible noise" Scully thought to herself and she tried to pull herself awake. "I wish it would just shut up"
The noise didn't stop and Scully slowly came to the realization that it was her telephone ringing endlessly. She pulled herself off the couch and stumbled into the kitchen where she grabbed the phone from its perch on the wall.
"Scully" she said noticing that her voice sounded like she had gargled with sandpaper.
"Agent Scully? Please hold for Section Chief Blevins" a perky voice said.
Scully squinted at the clock which read 7:15 wondering what Blevins would want with her so early on a Sunday morning.
"Good morning Agent Scully"
"Good morning Sir"
"Sorry to get you up so early on a Sunday Agent, but there has been a murder. The cause of death isn't obvious to the naked eye and I think we could use your expertise. Be in my office at 9."
Before Scully could respond the line went dead. "Good bye to you too Sir" she said sarcastically putting down the phone.
It was only as she walked back into the living room did it occur to her that not only had she slept in her clothes, but she had slept on the couch. She walked towards her bedroom desperately trying to put together what exactly had happened the night before.
She remembered going to the party with Melissa. Drinking - a lot. Talking to Mulder - she started to panic as she remembered how she had outwardly flirted with the man. Her panic became extreme when she remembered how Mulder had graciously driven both her and Melissa home and how she had graciously offered him coffee.
She stared at herself in the bedroom mirror relieved to find that her bed was still in perfect order behind her. "Well at least I didn't drag him in here" she thought to herself.
Her thoughts were interrupted when the phone rang again. This time it was her sister.
"Dana?" she said soundly quite upset.
"What's wrong Missy?" Scully responded rapidly pushing all thoughts of Mulder out of her head
"I just woke up this morning with the most horrible feeling of dread. I just wanted to make sure you were all right."
"I'm fine" Scully could hear Melissa let out the breath she was holding.
"Thank goodness. Is Fox still there?"
"Fox?" the panic returned "Why would Mulder be here?"
"Come on Dana, you two only had eyes for each other by the end of the evening last night."
Getting no response from her sister she continued "I assume Fox was a gentleman and walked you to your door?"
"Yes he did."
"And?"
Scully paused but then decided that she would feel better if she talked to someone about what happened. "I invited him in for coffee." "And?"
"I passed out on him while he was in the bathroom."
Scully's head already felt like it was going to explode and the roar of laughter coming over the phone didn't help any.
"I'm sorry Dana" Melissa said when she realized that her sister had gone silent on the other end of the phone "but don't worry, he will get in touch with you soon."
"Oh, I doubt that. First I get so drunk I can't drive myself home, then I pass out on the man. I am sure I left a really good impression." She sighed. "Probably just as well. I am way too boring for him anyway."
Melissa was about to start in on all of her virtues when Scully cut her off explaining that she had been called into work and that if she didn't hurry she would be late. She promised to call her sister later in the day and headed for the shower.
The water felt good as it splashed against her head. "Maybe, just maybe" she thought as she let the water pour over her "I might just make it through the day. I just hope I don't get sick cutting open that body."
An hour later Scully had donned not only the appropriate clothes for a early Sunday morning meeting with her boss, but had donned her professional persona as well.
Gone was the flirtatious Scully of the night before. In her place stood a purely professional woman who managed to push all thoughts of margaritas, romantic strolls and Mulder's sexy mouth out of her head.
Section Chief Blevins gave her a blunt greeting when she walked into his office. He motioned for her to have a seat and informed her that they would be joined by two other agents.
"Agent Scully. The circumstances around this case are rather bizarre. I am assigning two agents who specialize in bizarre cases."
Scully began to feel the panic she thought she had so neatly submerged start to float to the surface of her consciousness.
"To be perfectly blunt, Agent, I thought having you consult on this case would offset some of their more outlandish ideas."
Scully nodded keeping herself from asking who the other two agents were. She would find out soon enough if she was correct.
She was about to respond when the door opened in walked Mulder and a good looking man who she assumed was his partner.
They, unlike her, were dressed in jeans and t-shirts. Apparently both considered Sundays to be dress down day.
"Have a seat Agents" Blevins said. "Agent Scully this is Agent Mulder and Agent Krycek. They work on the X-files. Agents, this is Agent Scully. She is an expert on pathology. I am hoping her expertise might help us crack this case."
Mulder glanced over at Scully and noticed that she barely looked at him or Krycek - keeping her attention focused on Blevins. Whereas the night before he could feel the warmth of her personality flowing from her, today he felt nothing. It was obvious to him that Agent Scully had surrounded herself with a nice tall, safe, wall.
"Sir" Mulder said before Blevins could continue. "With all due respect, why are you designating this case as an X-file? This sounds more like a case for VCU."
Blevins glared slightly at Mulder. He didn't care much for this particular agent and he didn't care if Mulder knew it. "You're right Agent Mulder. Actually this was VCU's case until this morning when I decided to turn it over to you."
Mulder sat back his interest piquing. Scully, who couldn't help but notice Blevins dislike for Mulder, found her curiosity rising as well. Krycek didn't appear care one way or another.
"This is actually the fifth murder of it's kind. All of them have occurred exactly 13 days apart and all of them involving people involved with the occult."
At the word 'occult' Mulder sat up a bit straighter in his chair. "All of the people have been found murdered without any obvious cause of death. All of them were well liked with no known enemies. No one, so far, as been able to find any connection between the victims. VCU is stumped so basically I had no choice but to call you in on the case."
"You flatter me" Mulder said sarcastically.
Blevins ignored the comment and flicked a switch darkening the room. "Here is the latest victim" he said clicking a button to show a large image on a screen at the back of the room.
He was about to continue when he heard a large gasp from Scully who quickly excused herself from the room running to make it to the bathroom before she got sick.
Mulder knew instantly what caused such a strong reaction. The image in front of them was their hostess from the evening before. Paige.
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