Mulder's POV:
It's just a bit after 4:30 now, and im admiring my work. After my evaluation I went straight to Scully's apartment, found the light yellow colored paint, and proceeded in painting the nursery. I think I did a pretty damn good job too.
Now, time to clean up. I hate to clean, which explains why the X-files office was always a mess before, it doesn't look much better now, but im sure that's because Scully knew she wouldn't be able to accomplish anything. I laugh a bit at the thought.
My cell phone chirps and I look at the paint on my hands before deciding to pick it up, hoping that the yellow liquid is dry and wont get on the phone. "Mulder."
"Agent Mulder, this is AD Kersh."
Damn why is that asshole calling me? I don't want to talk to him. I put on my game face and as nicely as I can I say into the phone, "Yes sir, what can I do for you?"
"We've gotten the results back on your evaluation and we have some good news for you."
'Hmm, he doesn't sound to happy about this phone call.' I note as he continues.
"Agent Mulder, it seems as if you'll be reassigned to the X-files."
'Oh, no wonder.'
"When sir?"
"Week after next, we still have a few things to work out. But you and Agent Scully are for sure going to once again be partners on the X-files. She's being informed of this as we speak. I'll call with more details when I have them."
"Thank you sir."
"Yeah, well. Goodbye." He says annoyed and hangs up the phone.
I let out an excited whoop and start laughing. I quickly regain composure and hurry in cleaning up the room. I open the windows to air out the fumes and once again grab my phone.
It's time to call Scully.
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Scully's POV:
I cant believe this, week after next. Im so damn excited. Kersh's assistant just called and informed me that the week after next Mulder will be returning to the X-files. Looks like he passed his evaluation and they had no plausible reason to keep him away. All the more reason for us to hide our newly found relationship, seeing as if they knew they would tear us apart.
Anna also informed me that they're not yet sure what they'll be doing with Agent Dogett, weither they'll be sending him back to New York, or if they'll be sending Agent Reyes down to Washington to work with them as well.
Try as I might I couldn't help in hoping it wasn't the latter. Although I had grown to like Dogett as a friend I really would rather just work alone with Mulder. We work so well together, another pair of people could contaminate how well of a team we really make. Although from what I hear about Agent Reyes Im sure we could be friends. And that's something that I don't have to much of, female friends. Its really just Bill and Charlie's wives, which I only talk to about 3 times a year, on major holidays and birthdays. Then mom, the Lone Gunmen, Dogett, and last but certainly not least Mulder.
But if Reyes was brought down her and Dogett would be a team, they'd go off on cases while at the same time Mulder and I would go on cases. I trusted Dogett now, and I trust that if Reyes does come down she'll be a trustworthy person. She seems open-minded, like Mulder. What im concerned with is how closed-minded Dogett is. Mind you he's not as closed-minded as he was 3 months ago, but he's still very skeptical.
Im starting to think that I think to damn much. Which only leads to more thinking.
If Reyes does come that's twice the work we could do if she wasn't here. We could send them on the paranormal cases and focus more on the conspiracies. Or Reyes can be trustworthy enough to join our quest.
'Our' wonderful word isn't it? Amazing its only made up of 3 letters but it's a very, very powerful word. Our, not mine or yours but ours. I remember a time when I thought that this quest was no more mine than it was AD Skinners. Which says a lot in the way of ownership.
But now I know that this quest is as much mine as it is Mulder's, if not maybe even more so. From my sister to my cancer. My recovery to Emily, being barren to getting pregnant. My life would be a damn interesting book. Hell, it'd be a damn interesting movie.
Wonder what they'd call my life story if it was a movie, hmm. The Quest for the Truth? No, that doesn't seem right, Trust No-one, no…not good. What about just simply The X-Files. Short and sweet, but says a hell of a lot more in those few words than a biography could ever say.
How did I get on the subject of movies?
Oh, phone ringing. Must pick up…"Scully."
"Hey, its me."
"Mulder? Did you hear the good news? Anna, AD Kersh's assistant just called and told me. Isn't it wonderful?"
"Yeah, when you coming home?"
"Why where are you?"
"Your place."
"Hmm…" I glance at my watch, "Its 20 till 5 at the moment, I guess in 20 minutes. Why what did you do? Please say you didn't do something you'll regret."
"Defiantly not. I'll see you soon…" He paused for a moment, "Love you."
What to say? Im not sure if I can trust Dogett and say 'love you too', not sure that I can trust that they're no bugs in here, was before. Ah, damn it all to hell what to say!
"Yeah Mulder, we'll talk later. Bye."
Shit, shit, shit, shit. I hope he doesn't think I don't love him because I didn't say anything. Will probably have to explain when I get home. Wait a second…why is he at my apartment? Dogett giving me the eye, shit what does he know?
"What is it Dogett?"
"Nothing, you just…look somewhere else. Are you alright?"
"Yeah, im fine. Just waiting patiently for the next 20 minutes to pass quickly."
"Why. Got a hot date?"
"Im not entirely sure what I've got." I sigh as I glance once again at the phone.
I'll just tell him first thing upon entering. There that's settled. Breath Dana, breath. Im feeling a bit better now. I glance at the clock again…19 minutes.
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Mulder's POV:
If I know Scully-and im sure I do- she probably hates herself right now for not returning the I love you. But I understand, works not safe, we have to hide this from the bureau, they cant know. Because if they do that's the only thing they need to split us up. She sounded sad when we hung up, and I know she's mentally cursing herself right now, she tends to overact sometimes.
Its now 10 after 5 and Scully should be here soon, the apartment is starting to smell more like an apartment and less like paint, which is always a good thing. The room is drying nicely. I figure it will be done by the end of the night, then she can show me where she wants things to be hung up tomorrow. Give me something to do while she's working.
In less than two weeks I too will be working, God two weeks never seemed farther away.
But, until then I can get my priorities straight. No longer can I go running off leaving Scully behind alone and worried. No longer can I risk my life for the sake of the truth. I have something to return to now. She expects me to return to her, and I expect too.
It's not like I had nothing to return to before, I always knew I'd return to Scully, but that was a different Scully. That was my best friend, somebody I'd die for, somebody I'd kill for, somebody that-many times along the line- I have killed for.
But now its Scully, the mother of my children, my lover, and one day I expect her to be Scully-my wife.
I'd say I like the latter most of all.
I can hear keys jingle in the hallway and instantly bolt to the door and open it. There Scully is standing outside fumbling with the many keys on her key chain and mumbling something. She looks up at me and immediately smiles.
"So Mulder, why exactly are you at my house? And why does it smell like…" She sniffs the air, "Paint?"
"Close your eyes." I say as I take her hand, she obeys and shuts her eyes squeezing hard.
"Muulldeerrr! What is this?" She says smiling as I place my hands over her eyes.
"Im making sure you don't peak. Because face it Scully-you and I both know it- you'd peak."
She frowns into my hands, "So. What's wrong with that?"
I laugh as I lead her through her apartment and to the nursery, not after taking her in various circles to confuse her about our destination. We reach the open door and I just briefly take my hands away, before putting them right back to the place they once occupied.
"Come on Mulder, take your hands away! I want to see."
I do as told and take my hands away again. She gasps at the room and turns back around smiling, "Mulder! Thank you!" She jumps into my arms and hugs around my neck fiercely, so powerful in pact its cutting off my air supply.
"Scully, let go. I…cant…breath."
"No silly. If you couldn't breath you couldn't talk, now could you?" She laughs.
"Guess not." I say into her hair.
He moves back to standing where she was, "Mulder, its…wonderful. Thank you. I had no idea. Im totally caught off guard."
"I thought you'd like it."
"I love it…I love you. Im sorry I didn't tell you earlier, its just im not sure if there's bugs in the office--"
I press a finger over her mouth to silence her, "Scully, I know. Trust me I know."
"I do Mulder, I do."
It's just a bit after 4:30 now, and im admiring my work. After my evaluation I went straight to Scully's apartment, found the light yellow colored paint, and proceeded in painting the nursery. I think I did a pretty damn good job too.
Now, time to clean up. I hate to clean, which explains why the X-files office was always a mess before, it doesn't look much better now, but im sure that's because Scully knew she wouldn't be able to accomplish anything. I laugh a bit at the thought.
My cell phone chirps and I look at the paint on my hands before deciding to pick it up, hoping that the yellow liquid is dry and wont get on the phone. "Mulder."
"Agent Mulder, this is AD Kersh."
Damn why is that asshole calling me? I don't want to talk to him. I put on my game face and as nicely as I can I say into the phone, "Yes sir, what can I do for you?"
"We've gotten the results back on your evaluation and we have some good news for you."
'Hmm, he doesn't sound to happy about this phone call.' I note as he continues.
"Agent Mulder, it seems as if you'll be reassigned to the X-files."
'Oh, no wonder.'
"When sir?"
"Week after next, we still have a few things to work out. But you and Agent Scully are for sure going to once again be partners on the X-files. She's being informed of this as we speak. I'll call with more details when I have them."
"Thank you sir."
"Yeah, well. Goodbye." He says annoyed and hangs up the phone.
I let out an excited whoop and start laughing. I quickly regain composure and hurry in cleaning up the room. I open the windows to air out the fumes and once again grab my phone.
It's time to call Scully.
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Scully's POV:
I cant believe this, week after next. Im so damn excited. Kersh's assistant just called and informed me that the week after next Mulder will be returning to the X-files. Looks like he passed his evaluation and they had no plausible reason to keep him away. All the more reason for us to hide our newly found relationship, seeing as if they knew they would tear us apart.
Anna also informed me that they're not yet sure what they'll be doing with Agent Dogett, weither they'll be sending him back to New York, or if they'll be sending Agent Reyes down to Washington to work with them as well.
Try as I might I couldn't help in hoping it wasn't the latter. Although I had grown to like Dogett as a friend I really would rather just work alone with Mulder. We work so well together, another pair of people could contaminate how well of a team we really make. Although from what I hear about Agent Reyes Im sure we could be friends. And that's something that I don't have to much of, female friends. Its really just Bill and Charlie's wives, which I only talk to about 3 times a year, on major holidays and birthdays. Then mom, the Lone Gunmen, Dogett, and last but certainly not least Mulder.
But if Reyes was brought down her and Dogett would be a team, they'd go off on cases while at the same time Mulder and I would go on cases. I trusted Dogett now, and I trust that if Reyes does come down she'll be a trustworthy person. She seems open-minded, like Mulder. What im concerned with is how closed-minded Dogett is. Mind you he's not as closed-minded as he was 3 months ago, but he's still very skeptical.
Im starting to think that I think to damn much. Which only leads to more thinking.
If Reyes does come that's twice the work we could do if she wasn't here. We could send them on the paranormal cases and focus more on the conspiracies. Or Reyes can be trustworthy enough to join our quest.
'Our' wonderful word isn't it? Amazing its only made up of 3 letters but it's a very, very powerful word. Our, not mine or yours but ours. I remember a time when I thought that this quest was no more mine than it was AD Skinners. Which says a lot in the way of ownership.
But now I know that this quest is as much mine as it is Mulder's, if not maybe even more so. From my sister to my cancer. My recovery to Emily, being barren to getting pregnant. My life would be a damn interesting book. Hell, it'd be a damn interesting movie.
Wonder what they'd call my life story if it was a movie, hmm. The Quest for the Truth? No, that doesn't seem right, Trust No-one, no…not good. What about just simply The X-Files. Short and sweet, but says a hell of a lot more in those few words than a biography could ever say.
How did I get on the subject of movies?
Oh, phone ringing. Must pick up…"Scully."
"Hey, its me."
"Mulder? Did you hear the good news? Anna, AD Kersh's assistant just called and told me. Isn't it wonderful?"
"Yeah, when you coming home?"
"Why where are you?"
"Your place."
"Hmm…" I glance at my watch, "Its 20 till 5 at the moment, I guess in 20 minutes. Why what did you do? Please say you didn't do something you'll regret."
"Defiantly not. I'll see you soon…" He paused for a moment, "Love you."
What to say? Im not sure if I can trust Dogett and say 'love you too', not sure that I can trust that they're no bugs in here, was before. Ah, damn it all to hell what to say!
"Yeah Mulder, we'll talk later. Bye."
Shit, shit, shit, shit. I hope he doesn't think I don't love him because I didn't say anything. Will probably have to explain when I get home. Wait a second…why is he at my apartment? Dogett giving me the eye, shit what does he know?
"What is it Dogett?"
"Nothing, you just…look somewhere else. Are you alright?"
"Yeah, im fine. Just waiting patiently for the next 20 minutes to pass quickly."
"Why. Got a hot date?"
"Im not entirely sure what I've got." I sigh as I glance once again at the phone.
I'll just tell him first thing upon entering. There that's settled. Breath Dana, breath. Im feeling a bit better now. I glance at the clock again…19 minutes.
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Mulder's POV:
If I know Scully-and im sure I do- she probably hates herself right now for not returning the I love you. But I understand, works not safe, we have to hide this from the bureau, they cant know. Because if they do that's the only thing they need to split us up. She sounded sad when we hung up, and I know she's mentally cursing herself right now, she tends to overact sometimes.
Its now 10 after 5 and Scully should be here soon, the apartment is starting to smell more like an apartment and less like paint, which is always a good thing. The room is drying nicely. I figure it will be done by the end of the night, then she can show me where she wants things to be hung up tomorrow. Give me something to do while she's working.
In less than two weeks I too will be working, God two weeks never seemed farther away.
But, until then I can get my priorities straight. No longer can I go running off leaving Scully behind alone and worried. No longer can I risk my life for the sake of the truth. I have something to return to now. She expects me to return to her, and I expect too.
It's not like I had nothing to return to before, I always knew I'd return to Scully, but that was a different Scully. That was my best friend, somebody I'd die for, somebody I'd kill for, somebody that-many times along the line- I have killed for.
But now its Scully, the mother of my children, my lover, and one day I expect her to be Scully-my wife.
I'd say I like the latter most of all.
I can hear keys jingle in the hallway and instantly bolt to the door and open it. There Scully is standing outside fumbling with the many keys on her key chain and mumbling something. She looks up at me and immediately smiles.
"So Mulder, why exactly are you at my house? And why does it smell like…" She sniffs the air, "Paint?"
"Close your eyes." I say as I take her hand, she obeys and shuts her eyes squeezing hard.
"Muulldeerrr! What is this?" She says smiling as I place my hands over her eyes.
"Im making sure you don't peak. Because face it Scully-you and I both know it- you'd peak."
She frowns into my hands, "So. What's wrong with that?"
I laugh as I lead her through her apartment and to the nursery, not after taking her in various circles to confuse her about our destination. We reach the open door and I just briefly take my hands away, before putting them right back to the place they once occupied.
"Come on Mulder, take your hands away! I want to see."
I do as told and take my hands away again. She gasps at the room and turns back around smiling, "Mulder! Thank you!" She jumps into my arms and hugs around my neck fiercely, so powerful in pact its cutting off my air supply.
"Scully, let go. I…cant…breath."
"No silly. If you couldn't breath you couldn't talk, now could you?" She laughs.
"Guess not." I say into her hair.
He moves back to standing where she was, "Mulder, its…wonderful. Thank you. I had no idea. Im totally caught off guard."
"I thought you'd like it."
"I love it…I love you. Im sorry I didn't tell you earlier, its just im not sure if there's bugs in the office--"
I press a finger over her mouth to silence her, "Scully, I know. Trust me I know."
"I do Mulder, I do."
