A/N: So obviously I don't own the X-Files, sad I know. This chapter is a little bit shorter than the last. Anyways, enjoy.

When he entered his dorm room Mulder suddenly realized he didn't get Scully's phone number. He wanted to invite her to dinner this coming Friday. He flopped down on his bed and stared up at the ceiling. All that was on his mind was Dana, he never thought about his ex girlfriend this much but Dana was something else. He wanted to see her again. He got an idea.

Walking over to his desk, he wondered if he could hack the school records. He knew he'd get caught with his account if he tried. Being the sly devil he was, Mulder used his father's account. The login page had three fields: username, password and pin number.

User: WMulder [green check]
password: teenasking123 [red 'x'] 'Damn' he thought, the six digit had to be a birthday of some sort. Being the cocky little bastard he was, used his birthday as the first attempt.

PIN: 101391 [green check] The final hoop was the password. This one he had to think about a little longer. He leaned back in his chair for a moment and really thought about the password and the way his father thought about things. Then he remembered something someone once told him.

'He even earned the nickname the All Father because of his extensive knowledge, thesis publications and numerous novels on political science and government as a whole.' "Unbelievable" he said aloud.

Password: theallfather

The University of Maryland has a strict hacking policy and piracy, so he needed to act quickly. To his amazement, he found her file quickly. 'Next class, Anatomy & Physiology, starts at 2:30pm. It's now 12:30, her class gets out at 1pm. I'll go meet her there.' He thought to himself.

It was 12:59pm when Mulder arrived outside the studio. He got a little sad when she didn't come out of the studio. 'This was a bad idea. She's going to think that I'm absolutely insane.'

"You do realize that stalking is a crime in nearly every state, right?" He heard behind him.

"That's twice that you've nearly made me jump out of my skin. Also, yes I do realize it's a crime and I instantly regretted it. I think I should go. You probably think I'm insane." Mulder turned to walk away when he felt Scully grab his arm.

"Mulder, I was kidding. What's up?" Mulder turned to face her and he couldn't think straight. He was distracted by her blue eyes.

"I… uh, I forgot to get your phone number at the cafe this morning."

"Okay wait a minute, how did you know where my next class was? Did you actually follow me here?" He couldn't tell if she was serious this time. He let his cockiness take over.

"Perks of being the son of a renowned University of Maryland professor, you can hack into student records with ease if you know the passwords." He smirked at her.

"Rude!" She playfully smacked him on the arm.

"Oh help me I'm wounded." He added dramatically. They both laughed. The way her nose crinkled when she laughed made him even more madly in love with her.

She pulled out a sharpie from her bag, "Here" Scully wrote her phone number on his hand. When she finished writing down her number she brought his hand to her lips and kissed his palm softly. He swallowed hard, then he relaxed. He brought his hand to her cheek and rubbed it with his thumb. "What are you doing Friday night?" He asked her, hand still pressed against her cheek.

"Nothing." She replied softly.

"Would you accompany me to dinner?"

"And where would we be going?"

"That, my dear, is for me to know and you to find out."

"Well, can I at least know what I'm supposed to wear?"

"I would suggest your birthday suit but I doubt people at the restaurant would find that rather odd. So I'd say formal attire but a step down from black tie."

"Sounds fancy." She raised her eyebrows.

"You have no idea. Anyways, I have to get going or else I'll be late to class like somebody was today."

"HEY!" Suddenly offended, she punched Mulder pretty hard.

"What?" He laughed at her.

"No fair! I wouldn't have been late to dance if we didn't go to the cafe this morning!"

"Did you not enjoy it? Wait, if you have pins and screws in your ankle then how can you dance?"

"It's painful." She replied shyly.

"Dana." He warned.

"I know, I know but I love to dance." She lowered her head.

His hand came back to her cheek, "I'm not going to tell you to stop dancing but if it starts to be to much to bear, then don't hurt yourself more." 'Wow' Dana thought, 'He genuinely cares about me.'

"I will. It only hurts during the colder months."

"Oh so you mean it hurts right now?"

"Yes" she replied sheepishly.

"Please be careful. I don't want you to further injure yourself." He brushed her cheek with his thumb again.

"I will be." She smiled up at him.

"Alright. I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

"See you tomorrow, Mulder." He kissed her. It wasn't a deep one but it definitely meant something. They both knew it. She kissed him back. He pressed his forehead to hers after they broke apart.

"Oh hey Scully, dinner's at eight friday at Komi!"

"I've always wanted to go there! Mulder, thank you!"

"I haven't even taken you there yet."

"I know I just want to thank you in advance."

"You're welcome in advance." He kissed her forehead, "Bye, Scully."

"Bye Mulder."