Disclaimer: The x-files aren't mine…the character's aren't mine (well besides Anna and her and Charlie's kids)…not much belongs to me.
December 23rd
9:32am
Mulder and I headed back to the hotel after that, and I fell asleep almost exactly after my head hit the pillow. I was exhausted and knowing that the case had been closed I was finally able to sleep easy. One question still lingered though, there was still one thing I didn't understand. What did the phone calls have to do with all of this. Not even everybody had a mysterious telephone call. It was just the first two victims.
I woke up around 8 because our plane was due to take off at 9. That's where I am now. On a plane heading back to Washington D.C., where the first thing I get the pleasure of doing is a report. But after that I get off until January 3rd, the extra days because I went into the field on time off, which is all fine and dandy with me because its paid vacation.
Im starting to question myself on why exactly I asked Mulder if he wanted to spend Christmas and New Years with me, it was on impulse I guess. And I know he spends holidays by himself, and mom won't mind in the slightest that he comes. In fact she'll be the opposite of upset, she'll read to far into things and think that he and I are a couple. It'll take a bit to convince her otherwise. Although I can't get the image of Mulder in his boxers out of my mind.
Behave Dana, he's your partner, nothing more. Right?
All I know is this very well may be the longest vacation I have ever had. And I hope to God that Charlie doesn't take after his big brothers opinion, if he did it could be tragic. But I know Charlie has never been one to judge people on hear say, he usually forms his own opinions on people. And I really hope that this time he sticks to his true self.
"Scully." Mulder leans over and whispers into my ear, "what'cha doing?"
"What does it look like im doing Mulder?"
"Nothing."
I sigh, "im thinking Mulder, is there something wrong with that?"
"What'cha thinking about?"
"What are we playing a round of 20 questions? I don't have to tell you what im thinking about."
He pouts, "fine Scully, I was just trying to have a friendly conversation."
"Im to tired to be friendly."
"Then why don't you take a nap, we won't be landing for a while. I'll wake you up when we get there."
Although I didn't really want to sleep in front of Mulder I was extremely tired, and could really use the rest. So, I closed my eyes and leaned into Mulder's shoulder, he wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer so that my head was resting on his chest. God, he smelled wonderful. I smiled into his chest and not long after that I fell asleep.
I woke up to Mulder rubbing my arm and calling my name softly. "Hey Scully, Scully, were landing."
I looked up at him with heavy eyes, "already? How long have I been asleep?"
"Around 2 and a half hours." He smiles at me, "you sleep good? You were making noises in your sleep, kept mumbling something incoherent. Do you always talk in your sleep?"
"How the hell should I know Mulder?" I say pulling back and fastening my seatbelt, "when im sleeping I can't exactly hear what's going on, and there's really nobody who could tell me if I did."
He smiles halfheartedly and fastens his own seatbelt. Then the plane goes on with its descent and minutes later were exiting the plane. About an hour later were down in our cold, dimly lit, basement office writing out our field reports, which I loathe. Mostly because Mulder's reports never make sense and I always have to go over them so that whoever reads them doesn't send him to the psych ward. Although seeing as this case isn't exactly a typical x-file I don't think I'll have to do a lot of corrections.
But then that question still lingers in my mind, what were the two telephone calls about? "Mulder." I ask from my chair, "did you ever figure out what those telephone calls were about, and why only two of the girls roommates received them?"
"Well, Tisha didn't have a roommate and Rebecca didn't die. I'm still not sure myself what to make of them. They could have been an elaborate hoax on George's part. Or they could have been legit."
"So, what do I write in my report?"
"Formulate your own assumption Scully, I can't write both our field reports."
I grunted, "sure Mulder, I'll keep that in mind the next time you write in a field report aliens did everything."
He smiled up at me, "what would I do without you Scully?"
"You'd be in a mental institution by now Mulder, so don't take me for granted."
"I would never, so…when are we going to your mothers?"
"Tonight, after we get done with these damn reports. Im sure mom will be happy to see you…for some reason she's fond of you, I cant fathom why."
"Hey. What's that suppose to mean?"
"Think what you will Mulder, I have a field report to write."
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We leave the office around 1 o'clock and each head to our separate apartments to pack. The first thing I do when I get home is call mom and let her know that Mulder's finally going to be coming with me for Christmas, she's been asking for years.
"Hello, this is Anna." Charlie's wife says when she picks up the phone.
"Hey Anna, it's Dana. Is my mom around?"
"Oh hey Dana, your still coming right?"
"Yeah. I just need to tell my mom something."
"Ok. I'll go and get her right now."
There's some background noise and then my mom's comes on the phone, "hey Dana. It's me. What's up?"
"I just wanted to call you and let you know that Mulder's going to be coming with me this year for Christmas. You'll need to get the guest room ready."
"Dana, im a grown woman, you two can share a ro--"
"No! No…mom…no. We're not together. Please don't read to far into this, he just finally decided to come, probably because Bill isn't going to be here. There's nothing going on romantically between us. Nothing at all…I knew you'd think something was going on."
"Oh. Ok then, I'll get the guestroom ready. When will you two be here?"
"Well, I can't really say. It all depends on how long it takes us to get our things together. Hopefully maybe 2 and a half hours. I have to go now though ok mom? I have to pack."
"Ok honey, I'll see you then."
"Yeah, mom. See you then." Then I hung up and went into my room to pack. While I was finishing packing there came a knock at my door. And Mulder called out to me from the hallway. I yelled for him to use his key and finished my packing. He appeared in the doorway to my bedroom only seconds later.
"Good God woman, your not done yet? I've heard of it taking women a long time to get ready, but this…this just goes to far."
"Shut up Mulder. I had to call mom, and it takes me longer to get home than you. Im almost done anyway."
"Sure, whatever. Excuses, excuses. Who's car are we taking?"
"We might as well take yours, mine's already in its usual parking spot…yours is just on the side of the street right? Anyway, if we took my car I'd be driving…and I know how much you love driving…being a big macho man and all." I smiled, "and my legs are too short to reach the pedals anyway."
"Hey, that whole thing wasn't my fault. That's number-cruncher told me that relations would suck because of the whole planetary alignment thing."
"So, the reason you were being an ass was because of the planets? Good excuse, I don't think I've ever heard that one before. Anyway Mulder, I thought I told you to shut up."
"Sure. Fine. Whatever."
10 minutes later we were in Mulder's car and on our way to my mom's house.
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a/n: I decided to do this story in chapters. Im not really one to write longer stories in one chapter, so…I'll make you wait. Anyway…I'll try and post the next chapter by the end of the week. But, since im trying to get my other stories next chapters up im not sure if that'll happen. Anyway, I'll be going away for the weekend so I probably won't update anything then. Well, please review.
December 23rd
9:32am
Mulder and I headed back to the hotel after that, and I fell asleep almost exactly after my head hit the pillow. I was exhausted and knowing that the case had been closed I was finally able to sleep easy. One question still lingered though, there was still one thing I didn't understand. What did the phone calls have to do with all of this. Not even everybody had a mysterious telephone call. It was just the first two victims.
I woke up around 8 because our plane was due to take off at 9. That's where I am now. On a plane heading back to Washington D.C., where the first thing I get the pleasure of doing is a report. But after that I get off until January 3rd, the extra days because I went into the field on time off, which is all fine and dandy with me because its paid vacation.
Im starting to question myself on why exactly I asked Mulder if he wanted to spend Christmas and New Years with me, it was on impulse I guess. And I know he spends holidays by himself, and mom won't mind in the slightest that he comes. In fact she'll be the opposite of upset, she'll read to far into things and think that he and I are a couple. It'll take a bit to convince her otherwise. Although I can't get the image of Mulder in his boxers out of my mind.
Behave Dana, he's your partner, nothing more. Right?
All I know is this very well may be the longest vacation I have ever had. And I hope to God that Charlie doesn't take after his big brothers opinion, if he did it could be tragic. But I know Charlie has never been one to judge people on hear say, he usually forms his own opinions on people. And I really hope that this time he sticks to his true self.
"Scully." Mulder leans over and whispers into my ear, "what'cha doing?"
"What does it look like im doing Mulder?"
"Nothing."
I sigh, "im thinking Mulder, is there something wrong with that?"
"What'cha thinking about?"
"What are we playing a round of 20 questions? I don't have to tell you what im thinking about."
He pouts, "fine Scully, I was just trying to have a friendly conversation."
"Im to tired to be friendly."
"Then why don't you take a nap, we won't be landing for a while. I'll wake you up when we get there."
Although I didn't really want to sleep in front of Mulder I was extremely tired, and could really use the rest. So, I closed my eyes and leaned into Mulder's shoulder, he wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer so that my head was resting on his chest. God, he smelled wonderful. I smiled into his chest and not long after that I fell asleep.
I woke up to Mulder rubbing my arm and calling my name softly. "Hey Scully, Scully, were landing."
I looked up at him with heavy eyes, "already? How long have I been asleep?"
"Around 2 and a half hours." He smiles at me, "you sleep good? You were making noises in your sleep, kept mumbling something incoherent. Do you always talk in your sleep?"
"How the hell should I know Mulder?" I say pulling back and fastening my seatbelt, "when im sleeping I can't exactly hear what's going on, and there's really nobody who could tell me if I did."
He smiles halfheartedly and fastens his own seatbelt. Then the plane goes on with its descent and minutes later were exiting the plane. About an hour later were down in our cold, dimly lit, basement office writing out our field reports, which I loathe. Mostly because Mulder's reports never make sense and I always have to go over them so that whoever reads them doesn't send him to the psych ward. Although seeing as this case isn't exactly a typical x-file I don't think I'll have to do a lot of corrections.
But then that question still lingers in my mind, what were the two telephone calls about? "Mulder." I ask from my chair, "did you ever figure out what those telephone calls were about, and why only two of the girls roommates received them?"
"Well, Tisha didn't have a roommate and Rebecca didn't die. I'm still not sure myself what to make of them. They could have been an elaborate hoax on George's part. Or they could have been legit."
"So, what do I write in my report?"
"Formulate your own assumption Scully, I can't write both our field reports."
I grunted, "sure Mulder, I'll keep that in mind the next time you write in a field report aliens did everything."
He smiled up at me, "what would I do without you Scully?"
"You'd be in a mental institution by now Mulder, so don't take me for granted."
"I would never, so…when are we going to your mothers?"
"Tonight, after we get done with these damn reports. Im sure mom will be happy to see you…for some reason she's fond of you, I cant fathom why."
"Hey. What's that suppose to mean?"
"Think what you will Mulder, I have a field report to write."
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We leave the office around 1 o'clock and each head to our separate apartments to pack. The first thing I do when I get home is call mom and let her know that Mulder's finally going to be coming with me for Christmas, she's been asking for years.
"Hello, this is Anna." Charlie's wife says when she picks up the phone.
"Hey Anna, it's Dana. Is my mom around?"
"Oh hey Dana, your still coming right?"
"Yeah. I just need to tell my mom something."
"Ok. I'll go and get her right now."
There's some background noise and then my mom's comes on the phone, "hey Dana. It's me. What's up?"
"I just wanted to call you and let you know that Mulder's going to be coming with me this year for Christmas. You'll need to get the guest room ready."
"Dana, im a grown woman, you two can share a ro--"
"No! No…mom…no. We're not together. Please don't read to far into this, he just finally decided to come, probably because Bill isn't going to be here. There's nothing going on romantically between us. Nothing at all…I knew you'd think something was going on."
"Oh. Ok then, I'll get the guestroom ready. When will you two be here?"
"Well, I can't really say. It all depends on how long it takes us to get our things together. Hopefully maybe 2 and a half hours. I have to go now though ok mom? I have to pack."
"Ok honey, I'll see you then."
"Yeah, mom. See you then." Then I hung up and went into my room to pack. While I was finishing packing there came a knock at my door. And Mulder called out to me from the hallway. I yelled for him to use his key and finished my packing. He appeared in the doorway to my bedroom only seconds later.
"Good God woman, your not done yet? I've heard of it taking women a long time to get ready, but this…this just goes to far."
"Shut up Mulder. I had to call mom, and it takes me longer to get home than you. Im almost done anyway."
"Sure, whatever. Excuses, excuses. Who's car are we taking?"
"We might as well take yours, mine's already in its usual parking spot…yours is just on the side of the street right? Anyway, if we took my car I'd be driving…and I know how much you love driving…being a big macho man and all." I smiled, "and my legs are too short to reach the pedals anyway."
"Hey, that whole thing wasn't my fault. That's number-cruncher told me that relations would suck because of the whole planetary alignment thing."
"So, the reason you were being an ass was because of the planets? Good excuse, I don't think I've ever heard that one before. Anyway Mulder, I thought I told you to shut up."
"Sure. Fine. Whatever."
10 minutes later we were in Mulder's car and on our way to my mom's house.
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a/n: I decided to do this story in chapters. Im not really one to write longer stories in one chapter, so…I'll make you wait. Anyway…I'll try and post the next chapter by the end of the week. But, since im trying to get my other stories next chapters up im not sure if that'll happen. Anyway, I'll be going away for the weekend so I probably won't update anything then. Well, please review.
