!This Chapter is NC-17 for language and some adult themes. Be advised!.

After leaving the restaurant the four of them enjoyed a leisurely, lazy, and uneventfully walk around Dupont Circle. Mulder and Scully lagged behind John and Monica just a bit. It might have been due to the fact that Scully had practically molded herself to Mulder's side or that Mulder's eyes weren't exactly on the path in front of them. Anyhow, they had managed to make a 1 minute walk into a 30 minute escapade.

"Hey you two, why don't we try this place out. Looks to be more our crowd." Both John and Monica came to a stop and waited for their two friends to catch up.

"Just what are you trying to say Agent Doggett?" Mulder asked poking his friend in the shoulder, causing Scully to titter on laughter. "He's saying that you're old, Mulder." Scully teased. Monica covered her mouth trying to conceal her smirking.

"Hey! Your suppose to be on my side Scully." Mulder looked over and frowned letting go of her hand. After composing herself she looked up at him. "Sorry." She hunched her shoulders and gave him a wide eye apologetic pout. Monica fell over into laughter and grabbed Scully by the arm, pulling her into the line.

"Dana? Are we drunk?" Monica asked sizing her friend up for the first time since they left dinner behind. Scully stood up tall and looked Monica straight in the eyes with a serious expression.

"I'm not totally, exactly, confident I can answer that question right now." They both looked at each other and burst into another fit of the giggles. Mulder and John were both finding it quite amusing. A drunk Scully and a tipsy Monica. This had to be fun, although, both would try to make sure that the two, didn't consume to much more alcohol during the rest of the evening festivities. Neither one wanted to be met with hung over F.B.I Agents in the morning, girlfriends or not.

"Are you two just going to stand there or are you joining us?" Monica requested. By the time Mulder and John made it over into the line, Scully and Monica had already showed their I.D. and had made their way up the stairs and into the dimly lit alcove better known as a night cube.

"Sorry, but we aren't letting anymore people in, we're at capacity at the moment." The Bouncer at the door announced. Moan and groans could be heard from the other patrons in line. "We aren't letting anyone in until people from inside leave. So you can wait or find your party somewhere else."

"That's just great." Mulder throw his hands in the air. He looked over at John who was busy dialing Monica's cell phone number. "God I hope she brought it with her." Mulder thinking along the same lines at John pulled out his phone and pressed speed dial, but was meant with her automated greeting.

'The cellular customer you are trying to reach is not available at this time. Please leave a message.'

'Damn. No answer." They both spoke in unison. "Now what?"

Inside

"Dana, should we wait for them or go to the bar?"

"Are you trying to give me a hang over tomorrow morning?" Scully asked readjusting the piece of fabric on her dress.

"Well, considering that we both ate, it shouldn't affect us that fast, well yet." She paused for a minute and then added. "I'm not at my limit yet, are you?" A hint of persuasion in her voice.

"Well not exactly, and I would feel kind of awkward with nothing in my hand. Just one more okay?" She put up one finger in her friend's face before looking around once for Mulder and John.

"And, I don't see them." Scully stated flatly with a grin.

"Me either." Monica agreed.

"They'll find us."

"Let's go." Scully looked over to the bar and then back to her friend. "Right." They both strolled over to the bar nearest the dance floor. They ordered two amoretto sours and awaited for the bar tender to return with their drinks.

Outside

"Hey Buddy, our friends are in there, they are expecting us." John was speaking with the Bouncer as Mulder stretched his neck trying to get a view of the inside.

"I don't care if the Pope is in there, your not getting in."

"Look, can we just go and get them then, at least one of us.

"No, now get back in line, or I'll have you removed." Great John though. Threaten by a stupid bouncer. He wanted to dance with Monica, He knew she was a good dancer, whenever the opportunity arouse to danced with her, he jumped on it. And being that Monica was a little tipsy and probably sipping on a drink right now, made the taught even more wanting.

"There's no use. Mulder, we'll have to wait it out."

"They are probably having the time of their lives and we're stuck out here." Mulder dug his hands into his pockets. He could really go for some 'drunken' Scully right now. That's what he'd been craving all night. He thought about pulling his I.D out and shoving it into the bounce guy's face, but quickly threw that idea out the window. They'd just have to wait until someone left.

Inside

I wonder where they are? The men's room don't usually have lines." Scully suggested.

"I don't know, do you want to go walk around and look for them, the place seems pretty crowded, I'm sure we've just overlooked them." Just as they spun around on their respective stool, a man's voice called out to them.

"So, what are two beautiful women like yourselves doing in a place like this?" A handsome middle aged man inquired with a cocky grin on his face, almost like Mulder held sometimes, except he wasn't Mulder, and she wanted Mulder, at this point Scully was annoyed.. Monica on the other hand, knew exactly what game was underfoot.

"I didn't know that this place held a negative connotation." Monica recovered. She was hardly shaken or nerved when it came to men making advances toward her. Well hardly, where John was concerned that was a whole different story.

"Well I don't recall seeing you two here before, and I frequent here a lot."

"I'm sure you do." Added Scully taking a sip from her drink.

"Would either one of you care to dance?" He held out both of his hands gesturing for each to take one winking at Scully. She scrunched her nose up in disgust.

"I don't think so buddy, we have no inten….." Monica cut her off. Attributing her apparent decorum and restraint or lack there of to the high level of alcohol in her system. She smiled graciously and answered for the both of them. "That's so incredibly sweet of you, but we are actually here with our boyfriends." Scully smiled as she noticed the top of Mulder's head at the door way.

"They leave you two alone often?"

"No, we were just going to look for them, it was nice meeting you." Monica hopped off the bar and grabbed Scully's arm pulling her along with her.

"If you two want a good time, you know where to find me, sweethearts."

"Piss off buddy." Scully throw back.

"Come on Dee." Monica knew better than to voice her real, just in case that guy turned out to be a stalker.

"Moniva, I see them." Scully stepped in front of her and strolled quickly through the crowd, meeting Mulder and John half way realizing that both men where in a headed argument with the bouncer guy.

"Look you are really beginning to get on my nerves. If you don't step off in 3 seconds I'm going to cut your fingers off starting with the middle one because you keep fucking with me. You got that!" Mulder held the guy by the collar gripping one of his hands up toward his face. Obviously intimidating the hell out of the guy

"Now your going to let us in, along with the rest of these people, with no further discussion." John was right up in the guy's face. Monica and Scully just stood back, not really knowing what to do.

"HEY! UP YOURS! MIB."

"HEY, DON'T YOU TALK TO HIM LIKE THAT WE ARE FBI NOT MIB! GET IT RIGHT!" Scully yelled. Defending Mulder and John for no good reason, other then the fact that her inebriated haze was telling her to do so.

Mulder tightened his grip on the bouncer guy's wrist. "What was that? I didn't quite hear what you said…"Mulder was purely angry at this point. Monica chided her friend and strolled over to the altercation that was beginning to grow a crowd.

"Okay guys let him go, I'll talk to him." She gave John a look and then physically pulled Mulder away. "Just let me try okay." Mulder stood down and walked over to Scully who was smiling widely at him, again for no pure reason.

"We can't take you anywhere." She whispered into his ear softly. 'Alcohol really wasn't her friend or maybe it was...' Mulder thought to himself.

"Looks like your girlfriend has to save your ass tonight."

"HEY DIDN'T I TELL YOU NOT TO SPEAK TO THEM LIKE THAT?" The bouncer guy was really getting on Scully's nerves. Scully drew her first back, but it was caught by Mulder's hand. "Let Monica handle it, I don't want you messing up that pretty dress, k." She looked up at him and sided.

"Look, Mr…"

"Tony."

"Look Mr. Tony, my friends and I would really like to have a nice time tonight. Now considering that we could shut you guys down for any number of reasons; underage drinking, sex salutations just to name a few, we might think about letting this slide if you would let them in." She motioned over to John and Mulder.

"Ma'am, I can see where you are going with this, but they assaulted me."

"Actually, you physically assaulted them first mister. I saw the whole thing. I'd like to speak with your man…" A guy spoke up but was quickly cut off.

"Okay, everyone gets in, but don't call Frank, he'll kick my ass."

"So, everything is okay now? They are free to join us?" Monica asked.

"Yea, everything is fine I guess since you put it that way. You guys have a nice evening." He spoke between tight lips. He looked Monica in the eyes and then turned back for the door. Monica smiled and turned to face both Mulder and John.

"What the hell was that back there?" She asked as they made their way to a table on the back wall. "Yea Mulder, what gives?

Mulder started replaying the story from the beginning.

"Well, he wouldn't let us in…"

"And we tried calling you two…"

"But your phones where off…

" We asked him nicely to let us in…"

"He started acting all big and important…"

"So I asked to speak to the manager…"

"He said they didn't have a manager working tonight, which has got to be the biggest load of crap that…" John cut him off.

"So, I tried to reason with him, talk to the guy…"

"He wasn't hearing any of it…"

"So, I showed him my badge and proceeded to come get you two, so that we could leave.."

"That's when he tried to swing on John…"

"So, I punched him once maybe twice…" Scully eyed Mulder suspiciously.

"At this point we made it up the stairs and then…"

"You two showed up and you know the rest." Any ways Mon thanks for covering our assess. We didn't mean to cause a scene.

"Yea right, we really can't take you two anywhere."

Mulder took a seat and before Scully had a chance to claim her own, he pulled her into his lap taking a sip from her drink. "Were you really going to kick his ass for me Scully?" He kissed her back softly.

"Come on Monica, would you like to dance, I think these two are going to need a room before the night is through." Monica laughed following him to the dance floor.

"Hmmm, maybe." Scully answered holding on to his hands that where wrapped around her waist and closed her eyes. "What was it contingent on?" He began nibbling her ear lob.

"Let's just say that if he was going to keep me from this, I would have definitely kicked his ass."

"Scully, I like it when your inebriated and uninhabited." He began kissing her neck softly.

"Why is that?" She asked turning slightly, so that she could see his face.

"Because your hot, well your always hot, but there is something about you raising your fist to a guy three times your size and using fowl language, that just turns me on." He lifted her lightly to her feet and guided her to the dance floor. "Come on, let's dance."

John had slipped his hand around Monica's waist pulling her close to him. "You know Mon, you really look wonderful tonight, and I'm not just saying it to say it, I really mean it."

"Well I hope you wouldn't be saying it to just say it." She placed her cheek softly against his chest. He took her hand in his and brought it softly to his lips.

"Your not wearing any rings?" He mentioned softly.

"No, I don't hav…, John?" She lifted her head slightly.

"I was just, well how about hmmm, how about we fix that someday soon okay."

"Is that, are you, John?"

"Mon, we'll talk about it later okay? I don't want to rush things if it's makes you feel uncomfortable."

"No John, really it doesn't, it makes me feel a lot of things, but uncomfortable isn't one of them. Dana mentioned something to me earlier and I didn't believe her. Are you sure John, I mean to me?"

"Mon, of course I'm sure, why would you question your importance in my life at this point? You're my best friend, well besides those two love birds over there, and look how long it took for them to admit their feelings. The one thing I've learned from them is to never wait on a good thing. Your a good thing, Monica. I love you."

"I love you too, but what's brought all of this on, I mean, WOW." She held her head in her hands, maybe it was the alcohol or the dancing or the combination of both, but she began feeling dizzy. "Let's go sit down and talk, k?" She held on to his arm as he guided her off the dance floor.

"Mulder, your hands.." She and Mulder were swaying softly to the music.

"What about them, Scully?" He ran his hand down her spine.

"There's all over the place. You can't continue this."

"Continue what?" He slipped his hand underneath the fabric pulling her closer into him. "So did you miss me?" He asked pressing his finger tips into her soft skin.

"Not as much as you missed me it seems." She looked up at him with a mischievous smile. She leaned up on her toes and whispered on his lips. "Maybe I'll show you just how much I missed you tonight."

"You know what they say Scully." He ran his other hand across the back of her neck, gathering her hair in his hands. "What's that?" She countered placing her hand on the back of his neck.

"Dancing is like having sex with your clothes on." He pulled her lips to his kissing her deeply, forgetting the fact that they were in the middle of the dance floor.

"Mulder…?"

"Yes?"

"I'm ready to go."

"What about those two?"

"I don't think we'll have any complaints from them…" She pointed over to Monica and John, who themselves looked as if they might need their own room if they continued any longer. Mulder grabbed Scully by the waist and walked them over to where John and Monica where busy 'sucking face' as Scully so delicately put it..

"Hey, love birds, are you two ready to jet?" Mulder was enjoying Scully's neck as he waited for the answer.

"Hmmm, yea, we can blow this joint, let me use the rest room first." Scully gasped in shook as Monica took her by the arm and pulled her toward the restroom area.

"Ahhh you did it didn't you, you asked her?" Mulder was

"I mentioned it to her, but not after she informed me that Scully knew. I thought I told you not to tell anyone." John Doggett crossed his arms across his chest.

"I know, I know, I'm sorry, but Scully, man she has ways of getting info out of me." Mulder ran his hands through his hair.

"I bet."

"Sooooo, what did she say?"

"Well what do you think?" John broke out into a chuckle.

"Monica slow down, I think all that alcohol is catching up to me."

"Dana, he asked me, can you believe it? Well he didn't out right ask, but he asked me!." Monica was ramvling and Scully was having a hard tiem keeping up.

"He asked you what?" Scully was still confused and little tired.

"To marry him more or less."

"RIGHT! Wait what do you mean more or less?"

"He took my hand in his and said 'You don't have any rings, we'll have to fix that someday soon' I didn't know what to say. Then he tells me I'm a 'good thing'. His 'good thing'. then the room started spinning. It was great, wonderful even." Monica gathered her friend in a hug and then exited the bathroom as quickly as they entered. Scully was a little thrown off. After a few seconds to gather herself she made her way back to the group.

"You okay?" Mulder asked wrapping his arms around her.

"I'm good." She gave time a suggustive leer and raised eye brow. "Come on let's go."