Title: A Night of Magick

Authors: FoxsDana and Jezziebeth

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Rating: PG-13

Category/Keywords: Mulder/Scully friendship, Mulder/Scully UST, Mulder/Scully Romance

Spoilers: Basically anything before Season 6 if any

Dedication: To all X-Philes present and future and especially to the shippers! This one is for you! To my WONDERFUL fellow shipper and best Mulder I have EVER had the pleasure of writing with, Jess. Thanks for doing this fic with me! Mulder and Scully forever!

Summary: Mulder decides to take his partner out to a special dinner for her birthday. Will it be a birthday for Scully to remember or forget?

Feedback: Please, I love it!

Archive: Sure, just let me know where it's going!

Disclaimer: The characters of the X-Files do not belong to me but are the property of Chris Carter, 20th Century Fox and 1013 Productions.

Dana Scully was sitting on the edge of the desk looking through a file. It seemed like forever since they had had a real case. Lately it was just going through file after file looking for similarities to a current case that wasn't even theirs. But if a superior gave you an order, you had to oblige. She finally put down the file and adjusted her reading glasses. "That's it, I can't take it anymore."

Fox Mulder sat at his desk, his nose buried into the morning newspaper. He heard Scully's protest and lifted a brow at her. "Can't take what any more?" He asked.

She turned toward him. "Well, unlike your..." She motioned to his newspaper. "Hard work on checking the latest in the funnies, I have been going through file upon file so much I think I made myself get motion sickness!"

"Hey now, I'm working hard," He told her as he put down the newspaper. "Do you not know how hard it is to understand why Jon just can't get that Garfield likes to eat and nothing else?"

"Could it be because he is an animated cat and not real?"

"Well, beside that. You would think that after all these that readers would get sick of Jon's pathetic attempts of trying to get Garfield's vet to go out with him."

"Typical male." She answered shifting on the desk slightly.

Mulder looked at her through his glasses. "Typical male?"

She lifted her face from the file with an innocent look. "I'm sorry, did I say that?"

"I heard it loud and clear."

"Sometimes things just slip from my mouth without me thinking them through."

Mulder took off his glasses and put them on his desk. He let out a sigh as he ran a hand through his brown hair. She had a point. Their latest case was filled with dead-ends and headaches. Glancing up at his calendar, he remembered something important. "Today's your birthday, isn't it?"

"What?"

"Your birthday," He pointed to the date on the calendar. "It's today, isn't it?"

She turned to the calendar. "Since when do you have my birth date on a calendar? Last time I looked it had when the next festival for SPICE television was."

He scooted back to his desk and looked at her. "C'mon, Scully. I'm not that sleazy of a guy."

"Ok, so you're not."

He stood up and then leaned against her desk, his arms folded across his chest. "Since it's your birthday, why don't I take you out to dinner tonight?"

"Is this a trick question?"

"And where's the trick in the invitation?"

"Well, I didn't know if this was some kind of joke or..."

"No joke. Just me treating you to a nice dinner that doesn't include a bar or a birthday cake with sparklers as candles."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

"And no more looking at files for the rest of the night?"

"No more looking at files. Just a really nice birthday dinner."

She put down the file. "And no other strings attached?"

He looked at her with a smile. "No other strings attached. Do you want me to write up a contract?"

"A contract? To go to dinner? Now, that has got to be the most interesting request I've heard." She answered back with a half smile.

"Come on, Scully, I promise it'll be worth it."

She sat up and crossed her arms. "All right, I'm probably going to regret this but I'll take you up on that offer, Agent Mulder."

He gave her a lopsided smile. "And why regret it, Agent Scully?"

"Do you know how long it's been since I went with a man to dinner? The last time was when we had that case in New Jersey. And the whole time I sat there, I wanted to take my fork and stab myself with it."

He smirked. "I'll try and not be that boring."

"Boring? Mulder I already know what you do for a living. I already kind of know you're background and it is anything but boring."

"Right, but we've never done anything outside work, like really talk about things."

"Well, no. Actually we haven't. Course its understandable why though right?"

"Yeah." Mulder leaned against the desk and looked at her. "So, this should be fun."

"And if it's a disaster?"

He leaned into her ear. "I don't think it will be."

She took a swallow as she felt his breath on her. "And...why...why is that?"

"Well, let's just say that I'm a man of many talents."

"What should I wear tonight then?"

"Something nice."

"So....I'm assuming a nice dress?"

"Yeah. Where we're going isn't McDonald's."

She let out a chuckle. "Awww and I was so looking forward to a Big Mac meal."

"Well, I could cancel at O'Riley's…"

Her eyes brightened. "O'Rileys? Do you mean that new restaurant that just opened a few weeks ago? The one that has been booked ever since?"

"Yeah. One of Byer's friends works there and got the reservation for me."

Not thinking she reached forward and hugged him. "Oh, Mulder! I can't believe you got that!"

He chuckled and hugged her back. "Hey, I owe you some dinners and presents. I thought this would make up for the years I had forgotten about it."

She suddenly realized how close she was to him and pulled away. "Well, thank....thank you. I just hope I don't disappoint you as a date."

"I don't think you will," Mulder answered.

"So, what time should I be ready? Do I meet you at your apartment or..."

"I'll pick you up at 7 o'clock if that's okay."

"Well, seeing as there is nothing going on here today I don't think that will be a problem at all. Do I need to bring anything?"

"No, I'll take care of it." Mulder headed for the door. "I'll see you in a little while, I have some things to follow up and I'll see you later tonight."

"Oh, ok then. I'll uh see you at seven then?"

"Tonight at seven." Mulder flashed her a smile before walking out.

As soon as the door closed Scully clasped her hands in excitement. "Oh my god! I can't believe I'm going to dinner with him! To O'Rileys one of the nicest places in town! I'm going to dinner with Fox Mulder!" She paused and her face changed expression. "I'm going to dinner with my partner. Oh god, what was I thinking?" She put her hand to her head.