"Mulder, D.D. Kersh called me into his office today. He presented me with a case; the case is an X-File." Both ends of the phone fell silent for a moment.
"Scully if you want me to come back, that's all you have to say. You don't have to make up some elaborate sto…" She cut him off before his ego got too big.
"D.D. Kersh asked me to make you aware of this case. Bottom line Mulder, this case needs you. You're guaranteed safety, your name has been cleared." She knew what she was talking about.
"I don't want to go back there only to find myself in jail again." Scully was almost offended that he did not trust her.
"Don't you think I made sure that wouldn't happen? I would never put your life at risk Mulder, you of all people should know this." She took a stern tone to her voice.
"Alright, well someone needs to buy me a plain ticket cause I sure as hell don't have the money for one."
The tension is D.D. Kersh's office was very tense. He and Agent Scully sat there in complete silence. It was now 10:13, Mulder was only three minutes late for their meeting, but every minute that passed seemed like an eternity for Scully.
"Deputy Director, uh…Agent Fox Mulder is here to see you." Kersh's secretary had obviously been left out in the dark. When Mulder did finally come into the room, he looked confident. He wore his navy blue suit proudly. He just looked like he belonged there.
"Well doesn't this feel like old time?" Mulder said with a smile as he extended his hand to D.D. Kersh.
"Agent Mulder, I think you input is important to this case. I know it's been a while, but I trust you and the rest of the X-Files agents." Mulder shook his head in approval.
"I think this is the first time you and I have ever agreed on anything." He added with a smile.
"Good, then you'll be happy to hear I'm sending you to Massachusetts tomorrow."
Scully had just sat down in a giant warm bubble bath she had drawn for herself. This was something she had been looking forward to for three days now. It was just her, the bubbles, and a glass of red wine. All was well until someone started knocking on her door. She had a sneaking suspicion as to who it was. As she approached the door, the knocking persisted. She wasn't surprised when she opened the door.
"Sorry Scully, it's just that my apartment seems to be sitting in a pile now. Apparently Donald Trump is building another billion dollar fortress there." Scully couldn't help but giggle a bit. She had forgotten to mention that to her partner. She moved out of his way, and let him in. He looked a little pathetic with his one suitcase. He immediently went to the couch and bounced up and down on it a bit, testing out the comfort.
"You know Scully, I did a little investigating on my own." He yelled to her. She was in the linen closet getting him a pillow and blanket.
"Mulder, I'm shocked." She replied very sarcastically.
