The sun lightly filtered into the bedroom. Scully could feel it's warmth creeping up her face. She rolled around back into the darkness. As she moved, she felt something heavy on top of her. Her eyes fluttered opened to find Mulder's arm wrapped around her. As she turned to face him, she realized that she wasn't wearing anything, nor was he. Red rushed to her face as yesterday's activities became more clear. Oh god! Her breathing quickened as she realized what had happened. Scully practically flew out of the bed and into the bathroom. She clutched at the robe hanging on the door and wrapped herself in it. Sliding to the floor, she held back the tears.

Mulder felt Scully moved from underneath him and then heard the door slam shut. As he opened his eyes, all memories came flooding back. He looked down and realized what had happened; Scully was upset. Only one guess as to what. Mulder jumped out of the bed and grabbed his boxers. Coming up to the bathroom door, he rapped softly.

"Scully? Are you okay?"

"Go away, Mulder!" She sobbed from the other side.

His shoulders slumped, she was definitely upset, "Scully, please… I can explain."

"Leave me alone, please." Her cries were low.

"Scully you have to let me talk to you.. I need to explain what happened."

"I need to be alone for now. We can talk later, please Mulder."

He knew it would be fruitless to stay to instead he complied. After dressing, he set the coffee maker on for Scully and left, leaving a not telling her that he would be a work waiting for her.

Scully stayed in the bathroom for at least twenty minutes more after Mulder had left. She was too much in a state of shock to do anything else. She was embarrassed and hurt.

Mulder sat at his desk staring at the clock. It read seven o nine. Damnit. Scully never arrives any earlier than nine. Resting his head in his hands he sighed. Upon hearing footsteps, Mulder perked up hoping…

Skinner made his way into the office just to have Mulder scoff at him and rest his head back down.

"Agent Scully just called to say that she is too sick to come in today; does this have anything to do with yesterday?"

Mulder leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, "Yesterday, I took Scully to the doctors as you instructed me to. They found nothing physically wrong with her so they just took her blood. Then I took her home hoping she would just sleep it off or something. But no. I ruined it all. When she's sick, she comes to me because she trusts me. And I betrayed that. All because I couldn't keep my god damn pants on!" By this point, Mulder was yelling, at no one in particular except himself.

Skinner just looked up and sighed. He hated to see his best agents like this, "Why don't you take a personal day and straightened everything out?"

"What good would that do? She won't even look at me." He groaned as he fell back down to the chair. Before Skinner could even speak, the phone rang.

Mulder quickly grabbed it, "Mulder?" Mulder immediately straightened up. He nodded as he listened, "I see. Okay thank you."

Skinner raised his eyebrow at Mulder.

"That was the Dr. Goeskin; she thinks she found the cause to Scully's condition. I'm going to take that personal day." He spoke quickly as he rushed out of the office on down onto the elevator, leaving Skinner just standing there.

Scully sat down at the couch and sipped her coffee. What had gotten into her? She felt so lightheaded and out of it yesterday, making this morning all the more difficult. She pulled herself out of her thoughts as she heard raps at the door. She knew who it was. She didn't want to see him right now but she also knew he wouldn't leave until she spoke with him.

Opening the door slowly, Mulder stood outside looking as sheepish as ever. She made the gesture for him to come in. He swept by her and said nothing but sat down at the dining room table. She dragged herself over to the table as well. Fidgeting with his hands, Mulder spoke, "Scully, about last night; I…"

She stopped him with her hand, "Mulder please. This is still all too shocking for me at the moment. I just need to think about it."

"The doctor has your blood work finished; she called this morning." He blurted out.

She stopped and looked him in the eye for the first time, "She found something?"

He nodded, "She thinks you might want to see them for yourself."

Scully nodded and got up, "I'll get dressed."

Her tone was all to business like. Not a friendly tone at all. Mulder collapsed back into his hands as she walked off. Things would never be the same again.

Scully read the papers over and over again, "I don't understand. Are you positive this is my blood sample?"

The doctor nodded. Mulder just stood, waiting for Scully to tell him what the paper said.

"But it's not possible."

"I know, but I checked it multiple times. There is no mistake. Your body had large amounts of pheromones."

"But humans don't secrete pheromones, so I don't understand."

"I went ahead and tested the pheromones even further. It's aquatic in origin."

Scully furrowed her eyebrows even further, "Aquatic?"

"Yes, I believe that somehow you contracted thess pheromones which caused you act out in an irrational way. I sense you are feeling better today?"

Scully's face blushed bright red, "Um…yes I feel fine."

"Good, I want to test your blood again so that we can make sure that there is no more traces left."

Scully nodded as her head reeled. Mulder was also trying to take it all in. Pheromones? As his head turned and turned, a hunch crawled its way to his head. He had an idea.

As soon as Scully came back from giving blood. Mulder grabbed her other elbow and lead her to the car, "Come on Scully. I think I might know where we can find your answers."

"What are you talking about, Mulder? Where are we going?"

"We need to go back to Alabama."

TBC…