A/N: I want to thank everyone that took the time to read Chapter 1! I appreciate the comments and encouragement to continue this story so here's Chapter 2!!!

It had been two months since Mulder was found and Scully still couldn't believe it was true. She kept thinking at any moment she was going to wake up and this was just a dream. She had had so many dreams of them finding Mulder only to wake up to him still gone.

Scully looked up from her desk and glanced over to where Mulder sat behind his own desk.

He's alive. He's safe. Everything that happened while he was missing was over… it never happened… Scully told herself.

She knew she was being selfish and unfair to pretend everything that went in between Skinner and her never happened. She told herself that he must not mind, since he never tried to talk to her about anything other than work.

But she knew the truth.

He was taking her lead on how to approach the topic. Since she had left him that night in her apartment she never brought up the topic, so clearly it was over.

She knew she should feel guilty over pretty much, using him and then dropping him as soon as the as Mulder came back.

As Scully quickly snuck another glance at her partner and best friend she knew the only thing she was truly feeling guilty about was that, while she was sleeping with Skinner it felt like she was doing it behind Mulder's back. The guilt only increased while she avoided not telling Mulder what had happened.

It's not like there wasn't plenty of opportunities. She had stayed in the hospital with him for a week, only leaving to shower and change and even that took the nurses pushing her out the door.

After the week in the hospital, she practically moved into his apartment to take of him. He had recovered quickly but she still insisted on taking care of him, not wanting him to push himself too quickly. So many nights when they would talk and she never got the courage to tell him about Skinner. There even came a night when he asked what she had done while he was gone, jokingly asking if she found Mr. Right. Scully laughed it off but could feel the pain in her heart at thinking how he would feel if he knew the truth.

She had decided that night, he never could. Her and Skinner was over, and in her mind it never even happened. Maybe if she said it enough she could convince herself. She knew Skinner would never betray her and tell anyone.

Let's face it he'd get into way more trouble for sleeping with a subordinate. Scully thought bitterly.

So that was that, Mulder would never know the truth.

"Scully?"

Scully jerked her head up at the sound of her name.

"Yeah?"

"Jeez what where you thinking about? I've been trying to ask you about getting some lunch for five minutes." Mulder joked with a hint of concern.

"Uh. Nothing." Scully stumbled over her word. Trying to act busy with her paperwork.

"You okay?" He asked concern evident in his voice as he leaned closer to her.

"Yeah." She said forcing a smile. "My brain is just getting foggy from all this paperwork." She lied, "Lunch sounds great.

"You sure?"

"Yes." Scully laughed. "Aren't I the one that is supposed to be making sure your okay?"

Mulder smiled at her reaching for her hand. "We all need someone to make sure we are ok."

Scully looked down to where their hands touched then back up and Mulder. "Yeah I guess we do. But I'm fine."

"Okay." He said with a smile and a squeeze to her hand. "Then I say lunch."

"Do you want to order something?" Scully asked reaching into her desk for their usual take out place's take out menu.

"No. Let's get out of here." Mulder said standing up and grabbing his jacket off the back of his chair.

"Okay." She said joining him at the door.

He let her walk out first, like he always did and shut the door behind them.

Scully waited while he locked the door. After he was sure the door was locked Mulder took his usual place beside Scully. She couldn't help the small smile on her face when she felt him place his hand on the small of her back. His spot.

As they waited for the elevator she thought to herself.

It was just a fling. There's no need to tell him. It's over and will never happen again. There is no need to worry about it... What's past should stay in the past... Right..?