Title: Significant Other
Spoilers: Everything before requiem and seasons 8 and 9 happened.
Plot: Scully and Reyes share some secrets with one another. After shopping all day Scully and Reyes relaxes in Reyes's apartment and discuss their significant other over some beer and pizza. Then they invite them over. The Lone Gunmen aren't dead and everything is right in the world for the time being.
Character Plots: AU/ kind of Mulder isn't gone, Scully never got pregnant (yet). MSR, DRR, SRF
Disclaimer: Look I don't own the X-files or anything associated with it, besides some season DVD's that I brought legally, but anyways, I don't want some FBI swap team coming to tell me that I've violated US law or some crap and I don't want to be sued by Chris Carter or 20th Century Fox. The story idea is mine though.

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Monica Reyes and what she can only describe as her best friend as of lately, Dana Scully, sat crossed legged on her living room sofa facing each other. Normally the two didn't involved themselves in such youth like behavior. Not with running around after conspiracies and their partners. Today was different however, today they had gone shopping all day. Indulging themselves with a manicure and pedicure before returning to Monica's place with a pizza and a six pack of Rolling Rock. It was true that they kind of missed their partners, in more ways than one, but they needed this time to just hang out, just the two of them.

"Hey Mon, what would you say if I told you that John might be popping the question to you soon?" An slightly inebriated Dana Scully teasingly asked her friend, before gulping down a few ounces of beer.

"I'd sad you were crazy, we never even spoke of marriage yet, your putting me on Dana?" She bit a piece of her pizza and eyed her friend suspiciously.

"No, no, no, my sources can be validated." She smiled over at her friend while nodding her head.

"If you say you heard this from Mulder, or those three friends of his, I'm going to kill you, best friend or not." She pinned her friend with the 'don't try me' face before breaking into a fit of giggles. She moved over and sat shoulder to shoulder with her friend. Both holding a slice of pizza in one hand and a beer in the other. After a beat Scully nudged her shoulder a bit and turned her head to look at her friend.

"Seriously Monica, I think he really loves you, as weird and overly dramatic as it may seem, John Doggett is in love with you." She smiled at her friend noticing the introspective glare her eyes took on.

"Dana, when did you know?" Monica finally spoke.

"When did I know what?" She chewed on her pizza crush, raising an eyebrow at her friend.

"You know, when did you know that you felt that way about Mulder, or that he felt that way about you, or for that matter you both felt that way about each other." By this time Monica had turned sideways again and was staring at her friend, silently waiting for an answer.

"That's a good question Monica, because I'm still trying to figure that out. It's so complicated with him, with us."

"Was there a touch or a smile?"

"Monnica, where is line of questioning all going?" Scully whined.

"Just think about it for a second, did you see it coming, did he see it coming, or did you both ignore the chance only to have it rear its head in the end?" Monica was going to get her to spill the beans if it was the last thing he did. She needed to know that she wasn't the only confused person, when it came to matters of the heart.

"I don't know who did what, or when, it just…sort of happened."

"Yes, but when did it just "sort of" happen?" She poked her friend in the shoulder and gave her a wicked smile.

"Well…." Scully voice was higher in pitch, she knew she scored and was about to get all the beans and probably more.

"There was this case we did in this exclusive plan community in California, Arcadia Falls, and we played this marry couple investigating the disappearance of.." She was cut off by Monica..

"Yeah, yeah I know the whole story around the X-files, what about your personal files that weren't included in the final reports, that's what I want to know about." She smiled at her friend. "SO, stop stalling."

"Alright, already. Well we had to play house, and we really "played house". Sharing everything except the bed. Well after the first night that is, because he fell asleep on the bed and I didn't have the heart to wake him and tell him he had to leave and go sleep on the couch…"

"So?"

"So, I put a blanket over him and I slept under the covers."

"So that's it?" Monica asked sounding unconvinced as usually.

"No, that's not it, because when I awoke the next morning he was practically laying on top of me, which I wouldn't have mind, if we had that kind of relationship at the time…"She chuckleed to herself.

"Hindsight is always 20/20 Dana." Monica teased.

"Yeah, well at the time I didn't know how he felt and I wasn't exactly sure how I felt. Monica, I laid there enjoying him for at least 30 minutes. I'd never been that close to him, I mean he was practically breathing against my neck, and I started to feel ashamed and embarrassed somehow, like I was disobeying some law or rule and I shouldn't have been enjoying it."

"Really? So what happen when he woke up?"

"He started cuddling, like he didn't find it bizarre that his hand was resting right under my chest, or that his mouth was initiating kisses on my neck. I couldn't take it anymore, do I mumbled something about having to use the bathroom and I all but, for all tense and purposes, ran into the bathroom." She took another swig of her beer.

"You didn't?" Monica sat back astonished.

"Yea, sadly. When I came out he must have used the other bathroom because he was already dressed and downstairs."

"He didn't say anything else about it?"

"Well no, not point blank, but later on, I told him I wanted to return the dishes to Mike, and when we went over to his house, our neighbor was there, cleaning off the stoop. He asked if our "first night" was okay. Monica, Mulder started putting on this act, saying we slept like little baby cat and referred to be as honeybunch he touched my excessively all day long. I kind of got use to as the stitch went on longer.

"How do you know he was acting?" Monica asked not understanding Dana's disbelief.

"Well, because we didn't.."

"Yes you did, you said so yourself…"

"But, it's not the same…" Scully argued back.

"Why not? You enjoyed it didn't you? That's until you ran away?" She giggled again.

"Well let's just say that whole experienced gave me insight into what it would be like to live with one Fox William Mulder."

"And how did you find it?"

"Rather comfortable, I would have to say."

"Did he ever tell you that he loved you?" Monica wanted to move on to bigger and better topics.

"Yes, once he was drugged up. I didn't believe him. "

"Skeptical Scully, through and through."

She pondered for a moment tilting her head to the side before a smile spread across her face.. "He told me, and this may sound totally cheeky and cheesy, but he told me that I was his one in 5 billion."

"That's sweet. It's not cheeky at all."

"Sometimes, he can be an asshole to the tenth degree, only worrying about his quest and his truth, and other times, he'll look at me with complete clarity and honesty and lay something so profoundly earth-shatteringly meaningful on me, that I loose complete cognitive ability.

"Did you ever admit your feelings before?"

"I don't know if admitions would be my word of choice, but when I was sick I wrote these letters in my journal to him, I didn't think he would find them, but he did, I think he knew there was something there."

"There are a lot of mechanisms that make up our relationship, I probably could never fully explain it without feeling as though I might leave out something."

They sat there in silence for a few moments because Scully spoke up. "You want to call them?"

"Yea, I was going to ask you the same thing." They pulled out their prospective cell phones and hit speed dial.

"Hey poopyhead, it's me." Scully took on her usually persona when talking on the phone with Mulder, poor posture and a slight grin.

"John, how are you?" Monica was in a similar position only one of her knees drew up to her chin.

"I'm fine." they both spoke in unison.

"I'm at Monica's, I was calling to see if you wanted to drop by, I think John is on his way. Maybe we can all do something." She eyed Monica with a grin.

"…we had a nice time today, we really brought a lot of stuff...hey, John why don't you come over? Mulder is coming …"

"…maybe I did, maybe I didn't…Double date, we aren't teenagers Mulder. Just get over here and we'll figure something out." She hung up her phone and waited for Monica to finish her call.

"Okay, see you when you get here, bye." Monica pressed the end button and sat there.

"Well that was easy, what now?"