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The line at the Starbucks down the street from the borough was just starting to form when Scully arrived early that Monday morning. She always managed to beat the morning rush by a few minutes. It had been several weeks since she had had to make a morning coffee run and then only thing that changed about the routine was the price of the coffee she was buying.

"I only ordered two coffees." She corrected the young man behind the counter.

"I know, its 12.82 mam." She let out a bit of a sigh but decided just to give the boy his money. It was too early to put up a fight with anyone. She casually forked over the cash and pushed her way through the now crowded coffee shop. The fact that the young boy behind the counter had called her mam stuck in her head for a moment, but she decided not to care. It was time to get back in to work mode. The month she had been forced to take off had almost reprogrammed her brain. She was used too going to bed a bit later and sleeping until she was rested.

As she pulled into the borough parking lot she noticed that her partner's car was already in its spot. She was usually there before him. This usually meant one of two things, their office had been ransacked by some sort of natural disaster, or they had a new case. Assuming it was the ladder of the two, Scully grabbed her jacket and coffee and made her way to the basement entrance.

"This is never a good sign." She greeted her partner as she entered the office. She carefully placed his coffee in front of him on his desk.

"Good morning to you too." He replied sarcastically. He grabbed a few packets of sugar and began pouring them in to his coffee. Considering this was a man who usually drank his coffee black, Scully knew something was up.

"Are you going to need the extra energy?" She asked, looking at the now empty packets of sugar that sat on his desk.

"So will you. I got a call from Skinner earlier about a case he wants us to take a look at. It's pretty nasty. A man was found dead in his house, something had eaten away at his face." Scully listened to the details of this case reacting to them as if they were a normal every day kind of deal. The case concerned her, but the empty packets of sugar that Mulder had neglected to throw out were also pulling at her attention span. She nonchalantly grabbed the empty paper baggies and dropped them in the trash.

"You never stop, do you?" He asked with a smile.

"Thanks for cleaning out my closet by the way. You really didn't need to do that." He had left his apartment one morning to run some errands while she slept. When he returned she had worked some magic on his closet.

"I was bored." She replied in a tone like, 'you should have known.'

He leaned slightly across the desk, forcing her eyes to meet his. She looked at his briefly and lowered her head smiling.

"This is going to be harder then either of us thought." She said returning her gaze to his.

"I think I can control myself Scully. It's you I'm worried about. I just pray you can keep your hands off me." He whispered to her with a completely serious look on his face. In response she gave him the typical eye roll.

"I'm assuming Skinner is going to want tot talk to us about the case." She said trying desperately to change the subject.

"Oh, the case. That's right." He replied with a smile. He got up and followed Scully out of their office.

Later that day Scully arrived at the Quantico building to perform the autopsy on the body Skinner had told them about. She unzipped the body bag and took a look at what she had gotten herself in to. Skinner had not lied, this man's face was badly wounded. Scully stood there for a while looking at it. Mulder sat on a counter, preferring not to see the corpse again.

"I can't imagine the amount of pain this man felt while he was dying." Mulder said as he gazed down at his hands. Scully began to record her findings. She made the Y incision and proceeded on. About 5 minutes in to the routine, she began to feel a bit woozy.

"I still don't know how you can look at that stuff." Mulder said at the exact time her nausea began to take effect. In one quick movement she ripped off her gloves and ran to the near by bathroom. As soon as she reached it she began getting sick. Closing the autopsy room door behind him Mulder ran to check on her. He knocked on the bathroom door before entering.

"You okay?" He asked her. She was now splashing some water over her face by the sink.

"Yeah, I guess it just got to me today."