Halloween: Las Vegas Style

Rating: Erm... I have no clue.

Summary: The team celebrates Halloween with a costume party.

Disclaimer: RAWR! I own NOTHING.

A/N: Yes. Second chapter is a little longer. I promise, the last chapter is going to be funny. Um... yeah. Thank you for ALL your reviews! You guys really encouraged me! LOL! XD

"So Mom... are you excited that you get to dress up as Agent Scully for the party?"

"Um... I'm happy I didn't get Ecklie's costume, but yes. I'm thrilled."

"Who got Agent Mulder?"

"Your Uncle Gil." Lindsey stopped recording her mother and stared at her.

"You're kidding!"

"Nope."

"Well what did Ecklie get?" Catherine held in her laughter as she tried to stop at a red light.

"Em... he got a gangster." Lindsey blinked a few times and shook her head.

"A gangster? A gang-ster?"

"Yup." Lindsey handed her mother her video camera and smirked.

"Get that on tape for me, will ya?"

"Why do you have that thing anyways?"

"It's for school. A project on how people act. Or something like that."

"Hmm. I would-" Lindsey snatched her camera back and smiled. She pointed it in Catherine's face and recorded.

"So are you excited that Uncle Gil got Agent Mulder?"

"I- Lindsey! I'm trying to drive!"

"That's no excuse! Are you happy or not? It's a simple question."

"Get that damn camera out of my face." She laughed and acted like she stopped recording.

"Okay. It's not recording anymore. You can tell me now." Catherine eyed her daughter for a few seconds. They stopped at another red light. Cars pulled up on the side of them with their windows down, enjoying the fall breeze.

"It doesn't bother me that Gil got Agent Mulder." Lindsey gasped and rolled down her window.

"LIES! Nothing but the LIES!"

"Lindsey!"

"The truth is out there!"

"But it's not in here! So stop it!" Her cell phone started ringing. She moaned and flipped it open while Lindsey stuck her head out of the window and yelled at the innocent pedestrians about government conspiracies. "Willows."

"Cath? It's Gil."

"Gil, there can't be a crisis today, my schedule is already full." He laughed.

"I was calling to ask if you and Lindsey wanted to have dinner tonight."

"Well that's sweet of you. Of course we would."

"Great. I'll see you at... seven?"

"Seven it is. Bye, Gil." She hung up the phone and looked back at Lindsey.

"Hey mom?"

"Yeah, Lindsey?"

"Isn't it a bit unnerving that doctors call what they do 'practice'?"

"I don't- where do you come up with this stuff?"

"And why are they called 'stands' if they're meant for sitting? Mother, this world doesn't make sense."

"I'm glad we both agree on something."

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"As far back as I can remember I always wanted to be a gangster." Ecklie's sixteen year old daughter, Halie, gave him a weird look.

"Dad, nothing is foolproof to a sufficiently talented fool. Did you know that?"

"Are we going to stand here and argue or are you going to help me find some clothes?"

"Right."

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"Lindsey... LINDSEY! What are you doing?"

"I make look busy, but I'm just confused." Gil answered his door to find Lindsey toying with her camera and Catherine giving her weird looks.

"Not only do I not know what's going on, but I wouldn't know what to do about it if I did." They both jumped and smiled at him. He let them in and walked into the kitchen.

"So I hear you and mom get to dress up as the sex crazed agents from The X-Files." Catherine moaned and put her head in her hands while her elbows rested on the island in the middle of Gil's kitchen. Lindsey jumped up and yelled in victory as she turned her camera back on and pointed it at Gil. "So... are you excited that mom gets to play Agent Scully?"

"Well... I- um..."

"When in doubt, mumble! I love it, Uncle Gil! I love it! The camera loves you! Give it a little pose, Uncle Gil! Come on!"

"Lindsey, my dear, you are a complete idiot." She looked back at her mother and gasped.

"I'm not a complete idiot! Some parts are just... missing." Gil chuckled. "And besides. I'm good at a lot of things."

"Being good at stupid doesn't count!" Her eyes widened as she looked back at her Uncle Gil. She forced a smile on her face.

"Fine. Let's just tape a sign to my back that says: 'Don't follow in my footsteps. I walk into walls.' Jeeze, guys! I hope you have fun getting dressed as Mulder and Scully by yourselves!"

A/N: LOL. I love to do that. Roll down my window and yell, LIES! NOTHING BUT THE LIES to innocent people on the streets. ROFL. I hoped you guys liked this chapter. XD