A/N: Please enjoy!!!

7. 34 PM EST-Time, Friday

Kitchen, Katherine Scully's house

"Mum?" Scully, carrying the still warm soup-tureen, rushed into the kitchen and adressed her mother Margareth, who was washing the dishes with Tara.

"What's up, darling?"

Scully gave her mother a sugar-sweet smile but her eyes glared intransigently. "What did you tell granny about Mulder and me?"

"There's a Mulder and me?" Tara asked curiously.

Scully was perplexed and stared at her sister in law with disbelief. Dana inhaled once and stated angrily: "TARA!"

Margareth Scully pointed back to the dining room. "Dana, seriously. What had this conversation back there been about, huh? What is your granny talking about all the time? Is there something you want to tell us? Tell me? Darling?"

Scully gaped at her mum for not believing what she had just heard. Her own mother? Believing the weird stories her granny was making up. "Mum, I …" Scully placed the tureen on a near table. What was she supposed to do now? "… I have … there's nothing, I mean …" Again, she blushed.

Maggie Scully, for noticing her daughter's confusion, approached her carefully. "Don't get too irritated, Dana. I was just asking, alright? But, you know that you can talk to me about it. About everything. So, if you and Fox …"

"Mum!" Scully cried out once again and her mother raised her hands in a dismissive manner in reply.

"Okay, alright, everything's fine then, sweetie. Pretend I didn't even ask."

Scully exhaled reliefed and nodded but still had her eyes on Tara and her mother. "Great, … fine, … because … there's really nothing going on between me and my colleague, okay?"

Maggie nodded and stroked her daughter's back soothingly. "Alright."

With a final nod towards her mother and sister in law, Dana left once again for the dining room to get some more things.

7. 46 Uhr EST-Time, Friday

Veranda, Katherine Scully's house

"Mrs. Scully, I think, … um, that's something only your granddaughter and I should talk about, don't you?" Asked Mulder with all the politeness left. He had started to look around him for any signs of help.

"No." Was Katherins Scully's short reply, followed by another impudent grin. "Why do you look around so often? Are you looking for her?"

HELP! Mulder screamed on the inside and glared at Scully's grandmother for her exorbitant interrogation. She was tougher than some of the FBI Agents he knew. "Mrs Scully, I …"

"Please, call me Katherine. Because, who likes being called by his surname, huh?"

Mulder started smiling slightly. After all, he had asked nearly everybody to call him Mulder.

"So, Fox, how did it start with you two guys?"

Mulder's eyes shot wide open and even if he liked that old lady quite a lot, he felt extremely uncomfortable. "Excuse me?"

"Well, since when are you and my granddaughter together?"

"Me?"

Kathrine looked at him questioningly. "Who else? I don't see another man around here!"

"I … uhm, I'm not … together … with your granddaughter. We never have been a couple."

Katherine grinned. "Oh, come on … you can tell me. We are family now!"

Mulder shook his head politely and tried to make her understand. "I swear!" Why was there nobody to save him?

Katherine smiled underhandedly and looked around conspiratorially. "Ah, I see. You are just pretending, you're not together, because of some stupid FBI regulations, right? Boy, this is quite clever, Fox!"

Mulder tried to interrupt her and make himself clear, but he failed. The old lady kept on talking and putted his shoulder, as she stood up from her chair.

"That's why you are still calling her Scully, right? Pretending she's just your colleague." Katherine giggled. "That's definitely clever of you, Mulder!"

Mulder shook his head. "No, you don't understand. I'm not together with your granddaughter, Mrs Scully. We are not hushing anything."

"You are woking for the FBI, for the government, Fox, and now I'm supposed to believe that you're not hushing anything?" The sprightly lady asked with a knowing smile.

Mulder eyed her up and down. How was he supposed to make somebody believe in the reverse, if this somebody was believing so hard in his own truth? Suddenly he could understand how Scully must be feeling all the time. "Mrs Scully, listen – your granddaughter is an amazing woman, who completely changed my life …"

Katherine's eyes were beaming.

"… but for me, a relationship between co-workers won't be an option, and it never will be, okay?" His voice sounded very convincingly and he was somehow proud.

Katherine observerd every inch of his face with her eyes. "Are you sure?"

Mulder nodded, moistening his lips with his tongue.

"Really?"

Again, he nodded.

"You are working together with her for seven years now, and you have never asked her out on a date or showed some interest in her?"

Mulder nodded insecurely. The part about showing some interest was not quite correct, but … he really had to end this conversation. This intterogation. Otherwise it would all end up being even more embarassing. He had to stop it. And the end justified the means. "No." He replied reluctantly.

Katherine Scully swallowed and casted an eye over Mulder. "Maybe … you are … are you gay?"

Mulder's mouth opened instantaneously. It was like a punch to his stomach – a question out of nowhere that literally blew him away. He had been acused of a lot of different things, but this was new. "Me? Nooooo!" He denied vehemently.

Katherine Scully was relieved and smiled contently. "You don't have to be embarassed about being homosexual, Fox. I mean, nowadays it's quite normal … personally, I even find it rather interesting. I don't think it's wrong if men do take care of their exterior, and you are undeniably looking more than handsome. So, if you don't mind, you could tell me about your experiences as a homosexual male! What do you say? You know, I was always very eager to learn new things and …"

Mulder looked at the woman in front of him with a horriefied look on his face, as Scully approached the conversation between Mulder and her granny.

"Hi, you two, what …" She couldn't say more, because Mulder got hold of her arm, maneuvered her down the stairs of the veranda and straight into the garden of the peach plantation.

"You said you wanted to show me the garden, right?" Fox said hastily and then they both dissapeared into the dark.

Katherine looked after them and a very satisfied look spread across her face. This would work!!! Because there was no way of this man being gay.