Monday came all too quickly for both agents. It was never easy waking up at 6 a.m. after having two days off. To top things off, both agents had been informed of the movie in the works about their very exciting jobs. They were introduced to Wayne Federman by Skinner. The man was every stereotype of a Hollywood personality boiled in to one human being. He was highly irritating and painfully cocky. If they weren't being paid to be around him, one of them would have easily killed him. He followed them for days and days on end. For two people who took there jobs very seriously, having a Hollywood producer over there shoulders was a bit of an annoyance.

This all helped Scully keep her minds off of certain other things. When they first greeted each other Monday morning something struck Scully as very strange. There was no awkwardness of weird silence, Mulder acted like he was completely comfortable with the situation. His sense of humor was intact, and his ability to make Scully come back at him with some of those witty one liners was fine. This was comforting to her. All weekend she had dreaded having to meet with Mulder face to face. She did not one night to change such a strong friendship, or to interfere with there professional relationship.

"If he refers to me as baby one more time Mulder, you may have to hold me back." Scully said as she plopped down in her chair in front of Mulder's desk. The stress of having Federman around had exhausted her.

"After this weekend we can wash our hands clean of the Hollywood world completely, Scully. I can guarantee that after this premier, no one is going to want anything to do with either of us." Scully smiles as she watched Mulder throw another pencil up in the air. She knew the movie would be a flop.

"Speaking of the premier Scully, I was wondering if you would be my date." He sounded so polite when he asked her. Purposely of course.

"Sounds like a deal." She replied smiling a bit.

"It only makes sense, the stars of the movie showing up together." They both laughed at his cockiness.

"I'm just a little disappointed." Scully said after a few moments of silence.

"Why is that?" Mulder asked.

"The least they could have done was get a true red head to play me. I mean come on, Tea Leoni. Why on earth would they do that?" She arched her left eyebrow and shook her head in disagreement.

" She serves you no justice Scully. How the hell do you think I feel Scully. Gary Shandling. That's enough to make me want to kill myself." Scully noticed how he blew past the first part of the sentence. She felt her cheeks turn a shade of pink.

5 o'clock came quickly, and both agents were more then ready to call it a night. Mulder packed some loose pieces of paper in to his briefcase, and Scully tried to some what organize the files he left on his desk.

"You know, this place is never going to look like a real office if you don't put things back where they belong." Scully said as she put the last file in the filing cabinet.

"Blah blah blah." Mulder mocked her as she grabbed his jacket.

"C'mon Scully. I'll walk you too your car." He handed her the jacket she had hung up earlier that morning. As he usually did, he led her out of the office with his hand on her lower back. Unlike all the other times, this time they were both very aware of the touch.

As Scully got in her car and buckled her seatbelt, she let her mind wander for the first time all day. She did not allow herself to reflect upon there night of passion while she was in the same room as him. She wasn't sure she would be able to restrain herself. As she drove him, she found herself thinking about California and the premier. What would she wear? What would Mulder wear? Who was going to be there? She had to admit, she was a bit excited about the chance to get away from D.C. She was even more excited that Mulder would be there with her. She mentally slapped herself after that though. She wasn't going to develop these immature feelings. She was an adult. She repeated it over and over again in her mind, but to no avail. She was falling in love.

Mulder sat alone in his dark apartment. He flicked through the channels, and humored himself when he saw a preview for the movie about him and Scully. Scully. All these images of her began rushing through his mind. All day he watched her. Every little thing she did had an impact on him. He went out of his way to accidentally touch her, or make eye contact with her. When she was looking, he was. He had even noticed how hot she looked when she was mad. Federman was to thank for that. He flicked off the TV and laid down on his couch. As he drifted off to sleep his mind was flooded with images of her.

Sorry it took me a while to update. I'm sick and it sucks. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I realllly appreciate it. Reviews are very very welcome!