The two parted ways, and Scully set off to find Mulder. Walking down the halls, she admired the labs, seeing why it was the number one in the country. She nearly collided with a tall dark skinned man as she turned a corner.

"Whoa, sorry about that" he said.

"That's ok. I wasn't paying attention. Maybe you could help me"

"Shoot."

"I'm looking for my partner, Agent Mulder with the FBI, have you seen him?"
"Yeah actually. He's down the hall in evidence. You must be Agent Scully. I'm Warrick Brown" he replied, offering his hand.

"Nice to meet you. Thanks for the help."

Scully continued down the hall and found Mulder talking with another man. He looked up and spotted her, motioning her into the room.

"What's up?" he asked casually.

"Mulder can I talk to you? Alone."

The other man looked between Scully and Mulder before saying,

"I think I'll go see what Greg's doing in the lab…" he excused himself, leaving the room.

Mulder watched Nick leave and then looked back at Scully.

"So what do you want to talk about?" he questioned.

"The tox screen results that I got back. The women all have date rape drugs in them, and unless aliens use those, then I think we should be heading home."

Mulder took the folder from her hand and glanced inside before replying;

"This proves that they were drugged Scully, but what about the markings on them?"

"Maybe the killer knows of the markings and he copied them."

"Can you prove it?"

"This proves that they don't need us here anymore, and I intend to head home as soon as I file my report here," she challenged.

"Scully, as far as I am concerned, we are not finished investigating all avenues of the evidence from this case. You can go if you want but I am going to complete my investigation here."

Scully glared at him.

"What evidence Mulder? Loose theories that can't be proven? Are you questioning my analysis of this case or my judgement skills?"

"I'm just asking you to support me here."

"I've supported you many times Mulder, but this time I am sticking with my decision. If you don't like that, then you can continue on your own. I had just hoped that you would respect my opinion for once before jumping into something like this," she hissed at him.

"Fine, then leave if you want" he said coldly.

"Goodbye Mulder," she icily replied before stalking out of the room.

Scully left the room and walked around the corner. She stopped for a moment just out of Mulder's site and leaned against the wall. She heaved a heavy sigh. She hated fighting with him, but sometimes he could be so determined about a case or theory that he didn't seem to listen to her. As much as she was mad at him, it hurt her that he could just brush her off. She felt the sting of tears in her eyes. She wouldn't cry, she couldn't. Not over a stupid thing like this. She swallowed the lump in her throat and swiped at her eyes.

"Are you alright?"

Scully nearly jumped at the words of the night shift supervisor. Mustering up any dignity she had left she looked up and tried to smile at the older man. She nodded, not quite trusting her voice not to give her emotions away.

"Did you find your partner?" he asked gently.

"Yes, we talked," she finally replied.

"Are you going to be staying?"

"I'm not sure at this moment. I don't think we should, but Agent Mulder still wants to. I think I am going to go back to the hotel for awhile, maybe read over the case, see if there's anything else in there to change his mind."

Scully met Grissom's gaze, trying still to hide her emotions. He seemed to be holding her gaze, as if assessing her.

"Are you sure you're alright?" he asked again.

"I'm fine."

"Well, if you want, I have a bit of a break right now. Would you like to go somewhere and we could review the case together? Coffee?Maybe we could figure this out together."

Scully thought this over for a moment. Maybe it would be a good idea to see what Grissom had to say, and then maybe he could convince Mulder once and for all that this case was not paranormal. I could certainly use a break from Mulder and some coffee, she thought to herself.

"Alright," she answered.

"Come on, I'll drive," Grissom smiled, leading her down the hall.

The drive to the coffee shop was quiet, neither really speaking to each other, unsure of where to begin. Scully silently took in the sites beyond her window, but didn't really see anything. Now and then she stole a glance at the man in the driver's seat.

She could tell he was intelligent, someone dedicated to their work. But there was something else there. She had caught a glimpse of it earlier in the day while she had been listening to him and that CSI, Sara. She knew what Sara must have been referring to when she had emphasized the word this, and told her supervisor that he would wind up a lonely man. Scully knew that this woman was in love with this man, but this man had to make a choice between the woman and his work. Scully thought that Grissom must be having a difficult time making this choice, and that's what she saw. She saw his internal struggle on his face when she had walked into his office. She knew what it was because she was trying to make the same choice. She was just as scared as Grissom was about falling in love.

What do you think? My muse came back with a passion tonight, so hopefully there will be more soon. Please leave me some feedback, I really love reviews! Byes for now! L