Part 5
Its 6:15 and Scully is leaving her apartment headed for Servello's. She is nervous but excited about meeting this mystery man. She is only disappointed that its not Mulder who she is meeting for dinner. She once had thought it would have been probable that they would get together. She always felt the sparks that flew between them, but nothing ever came of it. She wanted him to make the first move, but it was rare if he ever did. All she knew was that she felt that the hallway of Mulder's building was bound to be where he would first proclaim his love. But that damn bee had interfered that day. Oh what was she complaining about. She was at fault as much as him. That day when she had gone to tell him that Diana Fowley was dead. They had opened up so much and he had leaned toward her. Was he going to kiss her on the lips? She would never know, because she had grabbed his head instead and had given a long hard kiss on the .......forehead. Dumb Scully, dumb, dumb, dumb she thinks to herself. You can be just as dense as him.
She had chosen a black dress that she didn't care to remember where she had gotten. CSM had bought it for her on their "adventure". She didn't want to think about what had happened or worse yet how Mulder wouldn't speak to her for days due to his hurt feelings. But, she had kept the dress with the hope of having Mulder see her in it one day. Unfortunately, he never would. Her secret admirer would.
She got into her car and pulled out of the parking lot of her building. She doesn't see a maroon sedan following her. Half an hour later she pulls up to Servello's and lets the valet take the car. She goes inside and is seated at a table that is just next to the door to the bar area. She orders a red wine and waits.
The maroon sedan parks around the side of the restaurant and the driver stops the car. He pulls out a pair of binoculars from the pocket of his black leather jacket. He glances at his watch as he pulls a bag of sunflower seeds from beneath the seat. He observes as he munches. He sees Scully go into the restaurant and his breath is instantly taken away with her beauty. Fifteen minutes later he notices a familiar fellow male agent enter the restaurant with more roses and a large heart box of candy. Mulder tosses the binoculars away and gets out of the car. Quietly he hugs the side of the building glancing in the window at Scully meeting her date for the first time. She is beaming and seems happy to see who has invited her. Mulder squats down in the bushes and continues to observe. After fifteen minutes he approaches the front door and heads to the bar through a side door.
He watches Scully and Agent Willmore enjoying their dinner. The line of shot glasses empty in front of Mulder grows as the evening wears on.
"Why don't you just go out and punch that guy in the kisser", asks the bartender. "By the way you are drinking you really care about that gal."
"I can't do that", says Mulder. "I want her to be happy. I care too much about her to embarrass her like that."
Half an hour later Mulder has drank himself into a real stupor. He can't stand watching Scully and Willmore anymore. He pays his bill and starts to get up from the barstool. He starts to feel dizzy and grabs unto the bar. He can't help it though and soon everything goes black. He falls to the floor with a loud bang.
Immediately the bartender runs from behind the bar. He has seen this too many times. Lonely, depressed guys coming in here to wallow their sorrows in drink. This guy had been worse than most that he had seen. He had drank a lot and now it looked like it could be alcohol poisoning. One glance at him told him that he needed immediate medical attention.
He yells out, "Anybody a doctor here! Someone call 911!"
Scully is enjoying a strawberry shortcake dessert in the next room with Agent Willmore. Well, actually she is enjoying the desert more than the company. Its so boring listening to the small time cases that Willmore has helped solve in his small field office in Seattle. He just was transferred to DC and hasn't built up enough clout to be assigned to anything exciting like what she and Mulder work on. Yes, Mulder. "I wonder what he is doing right now", she thinks to herself. "Probably at home with his files or watching one of his videos."
Just then she hears the bartender in the next room yell, "Anybody a doctor here! Someone call 911!"
She immediately jumps up and dashes over to the bar pulling her cellphone out as she goes. She dials 911 and becomes speechless when she sees who lays on the floor at her feet.
"Mulder!!!", she cries as she kneels next to him.
Its 6:15 and Scully is leaving her apartment headed for Servello's. She is nervous but excited about meeting this mystery man. She is only disappointed that its not Mulder who she is meeting for dinner. She once had thought it would have been probable that they would get together. She always felt the sparks that flew between them, but nothing ever came of it. She wanted him to make the first move, but it was rare if he ever did. All she knew was that she felt that the hallway of Mulder's building was bound to be where he would first proclaim his love. But that damn bee had interfered that day. Oh what was she complaining about. She was at fault as much as him. That day when she had gone to tell him that Diana Fowley was dead. They had opened up so much and he had leaned toward her. Was he going to kiss her on the lips? She would never know, because she had grabbed his head instead and had given a long hard kiss on the .......forehead. Dumb Scully, dumb, dumb, dumb she thinks to herself. You can be just as dense as him.
She had chosen a black dress that she didn't care to remember where she had gotten. CSM had bought it for her on their "adventure". She didn't want to think about what had happened or worse yet how Mulder wouldn't speak to her for days due to his hurt feelings. But, she had kept the dress with the hope of having Mulder see her in it one day. Unfortunately, he never would. Her secret admirer would.
She got into her car and pulled out of the parking lot of her building. She doesn't see a maroon sedan following her. Half an hour later she pulls up to Servello's and lets the valet take the car. She goes inside and is seated at a table that is just next to the door to the bar area. She orders a red wine and waits.
The maroon sedan parks around the side of the restaurant and the driver stops the car. He pulls out a pair of binoculars from the pocket of his black leather jacket. He glances at his watch as he pulls a bag of sunflower seeds from beneath the seat. He observes as he munches. He sees Scully go into the restaurant and his breath is instantly taken away with her beauty. Fifteen minutes later he notices a familiar fellow male agent enter the restaurant with more roses and a large heart box of candy. Mulder tosses the binoculars away and gets out of the car. Quietly he hugs the side of the building glancing in the window at Scully meeting her date for the first time. She is beaming and seems happy to see who has invited her. Mulder squats down in the bushes and continues to observe. After fifteen minutes he approaches the front door and heads to the bar through a side door.
He watches Scully and Agent Willmore enjoying their dinner. The line of shot glasses empty in front of Mulder grows as the evening wears on.
"Why don't you just go out and punch that guy in the kisser", asks the bartender. "By the way you are drinking you really care about that gal."
"I can't do that", says Mulder. "I want her to be happy. I care too much about her to embarrass her like that."
Half an hour later Mulder has drank himself into a real stupor. He can't stand watching Scully and Willmore anymore. He pays his bill and starts to get up from the barstool. He starts to feel dizzy and grabs unto the bar. He can't help it though and soon everything goes black. He falls to the floor with a loud bang.
Immediately the bartender runs from behind the bar. He has seen this too many times. Lonely, depressed guys coming in here to wallow their sorrows in drink. This guy had been worse than most that he had seen. He had drank a lot and now it looked like it could be alcohol poisoning. One glance at him told him that he needed immediate medical attention.
He yells out, "Anybody a doctor here! Someone call 911!"
Scully is enjoying a strawberry shortcake dessert in the next room with Agent Willmore. Well, actually she is enjoying the desert more than the company. Its so boring listening to the small time cases that Willmore has helped solve in his small field office in Seattle. He just was transferred to DC and hasn't built up enough clout to be assigned to anything exciting like what she and Mulder work on. Yes, Mulder. "I wonder what he is doing right now", she thinks to herself. "Probably at home with his files or watching one of his videos."
Just then she hears the bartender in the next room yell, "Anybody a doctor here! Someone call 911!"
She immediately jumps up and dashes over to the bar pulling her cellphone out as she goes. She dials 911 and becomes speechless when she sees who lays on the floor at her feet.
"Mulder!!!", she cries as she kneels next to him.