As he lie on his couch with his eyes closed listening to David Letterman playing in the distance, he let images of her pop in to his train of thoughts. One particular image pleased him much more then the others. Earlier that day he had watched her reach for something on the top shelf of there office. He paid close attention to every move she made. As she reached up, her white button down shirt lifted a bit, baring the area just below her navel. To his surprise he saw that her belly button was pierced. He had not noticed that Friday night for some reason. But he had now, and was having a rather hard time forgetting it. He tossed and turned on the couch for what seemed like an eternity, unable to get his mind off his fascinating partner.

Scully had turned her TV off almost an hour and a half ago. She wanted to get a good night sleep before her flight. Her plan had failed miserably. Sleep was not coming easily to her. She had actually given herself a slight headache from forcing her eyes to stay shut. She kept reliving the way she had felt when Mulder was in her apartment that night. When he complimented her, she nearly felt all of her oxygen leave her lungs. She had wanted him to stay, but at the same time was dying for him to leave. When he was gone, she felt a sense of relief and a sense of loneliness all at once. Sleep wasn't going to be easy for either party on this night.

She clawed viciously at the table that stood next to her bed.

"Beep beep beep." Her hand reached desperately for the snooze button. When she finally found it, she let her body sink back in to the mattress. It was her day off and she was still getting up early for this damn premiere. She slowly dragged herself out of her bad and into her bathroom. The light still stung her eyes a bit. She slowly undressed and prepared to take a shower.

She stood underneath the warm streams of water and let them hit her back. Her body was cold from just waking up. Slowly but surely the water began to wake her up. She emerged her head under the steaming water, letting the water run down her face for a moment. As she wiped away the water from her face, she also washed away the sleepiness. Her mind was blank until she saw her razor sitting on the edge of the tub. 'To shave or not to shave.' She internally struggled with her self. She knew if she did shave then there would be nothing holding her back from letting anyone touch them, from letting Mulder touch them. She immediately shook the though out of her head and grabbed for the razor. Of course she would shave, but only because she had to go to the premier that night.

Mulder through a few more things in to his suitcase before he zippering it. He went through the draws on the table next to his bed. He laughed a bit when he opened the second one. An open box of condoms stared back at him. There was only one missing as a result of a certain sleep over that took place a few nights ago. He grabbed the box and through it in to the bag. He carefully hid it under his clothes. If Scully were to see them for some reason, she may kill him. He wasn't going to push her to do anything she didn't want to do this weekend, but a little friendly encouragement never hurt anyone.

"Scully." She picked up her phone after only a few rings.

"You just about ready there partner?" Mulder asked on the other end. Scully threw her suitcase on the floor near her door.

"As ready as I'll ever be." She let out a sigh. She was not completely thrilled about this trip. She was dreading actually seeing the movie. She knew it would be a complete mockery of everything she and her partner had worked for.

"I just pulled up to your building. I'll be right up." They both hung up there phones.

The lines at the airport were ridiculous. Luckily an FBI badge can get you anywhere in no time. They quickly made their way to there gate and sat down. There flight was not leaving for another 45 minutes or so. They were both silent. Mulder looked all around the gate, watching the people as they passed him. The seat on his right was empty except for a magazine. He picked it up and examined the cover.

"Will you look at this?" He said to Scully as he nudged her elbow with his. He handed her the magazine.

"You have got to be kidding me." On the cover of the latest Entertainment Weekly stood Tea Leoni and Gary Shandling, a.k.a. Agent Mulder and Scully. They stood with there back against each other with there guns drawn.

"Do I really hold my gun like that Scully?" Mulder asked with a sarcastic smile.

She through the magazine in to an empty chair across from her.

"Do you think we will ever live this down?" She asked him with a half desperate look on her face.

"Not unless a sudden interest in A.D. Skinner's life come about and he gets his own movie." It was sad but true.

The plain ride to California was a long one, a little over five ours. When they arrived at LAX it was just 2'oclock in the afternoon. They were greeted by Skinner.

"I assume your flight went well?" He asked as he led them to the parking area.

"As good as a 5 hour flight can go sir." Scully replied. They were both is better spirits then they were when they had first started their journeys that morning. They had both been able to get some sleep on the plain. Mulder spread out across the seats and rested his head on Scully's lap of course. He was pleasantly surprised when he felt her playing with his hair.

"You'll be staying at the Hyatt Hotel down the street from the theater. A limo will be picking us all up at around 6:30. I suggest we all meet in my room, 603." They finally reached the car and headed towards the hotel.

It was a fairly short ride, only about 15 minutes. The whole time Scully kept her eyes fixed on her surroundings. California was a completely different place then Washington. The sun was shining brightly, and there were so many more colors in the foliage. The environment just made her feel happy.

"Well this is it." Skinner said as he pulled in to a parking spot. He handed both agents a set of keys and directed them to where there rooms would be.

"I'll see the both of you at 6:30."

As they wandered through the silent halls of the hotel, it was obvious this place was a bit nicer then the hotels they were used to staying at while on assignment.

"What room are you?" Mulder asked his partner.

"709, Mulder. Don't get any idea though." He looked back at her a bit surprised. Had she just flirted with him? Was she starting to play his little game?

"Good things we're neighbors, I mean, just in case I need help with my wardrobe or something." He replied.

"Oh, you need help Mulder. That's for sure." She unlocked the door to her room and walked in.

"I'll see you in a little while." She shut the door behind her. Mulder waited a moment before entering his own room. He regained a sense of sanity and tried to calm himself. If this was hat it was going to be like all weekend, he wasn't sure he was going to survive.