A/N: I wanted to make this a one shot, but I really wanted to get Mulder's POV in there too! I hope this chapter is just as exciting as the first one.

I am walking through the cafeteria, something I completely hate, but I needed a coffee. The FBI's coffee sucks, but I was running late this morning, and one more tardy would surely push Scully over the edge.

The cafeteria was like high school all over again. FBI agents are professionals, until they hit the cafeteria. It's like they all just let loose. Sometimes I even catch the men gossiping with the women!

This brings me to the point. I have to walk over to the coffee corner and pour myself a cup. While I am there, I decide on a blue berry muffin. I know people are staring at me, and I hear a couple Spooky jokes.

The jokes don't bother me anymore. I could really care less about what people think of me. At first, the nickname bothered me. But, now I was so used to it, I just brush it off. Like water off a ducks back.

The only time I get truly annoyed is when I hear something about Scully. I don't mind that they call her Mrs. Spooky, that just boosts my ego. I get pissed when I hear crude comments. I don't think Scully is aware of the dirty jokes, which is probably for the best.

Could you imagine if she heard one of the men making a illicit joke about her? She would take him out. I bet he would undoubtedly be peeing through a catheter for weeks. Skinner would pretend to reprimand her, but I know he would secretly be thrilled.

My Scully was nothing but fiery. She was beautiful but she had the attitude of a sailor. On occasion she would say a few cuss words, but rarely ever. She was a classy lady, and she knew how to watch her mouth. She was brought up to be respectful, I suspect. But, her attitude towards nonsense mannerisms could blow you out of the water.

Every once in a while, Scully shows me some of her attitude. I relish in it. If we are being completely honest, I think Scully is smoking hot when she gets fired up. I cannot be the only one who thinks that.

As soon as I get my coffee, I make a beeline for the exit. The room was just reeking of rumors. I didn't want to be a part of it. I didn't need to get caught up in the gossip. No thank-you. I could get in just as much trouble down in the basement, where I belong.

I quickly head towards the elevators and hit the button. I whistle and wait. It seems like it takes forever, but soon I see the elevator doors open to a very annoyed Scully.

Annoyed Scully is almost as cute as pissed off Scully. But, if I had to choose, I would choose the pissed off Scully. When she is annoyed, she is not fun to be around.

I quickly psychoanalyze the situation. She is stuck in an elevator with four other people. That could be one of the reasons she is annoyed. I know she hates sharing space with other people. It could also be because of the four young agents, who must be fairly new. I can bet my whole paycheck that one of the newbies said something to piss her off. Plus, I could read their body language like a book. They were uncomfortable, and I know it was because Scully had let her attitude get the best of her.

It always happened like that. Someone would make a comment about her being The Ice Queen or Mrs. Spooky. She could usually brush it off, but sometimes it really bothered her. So, she did something she would regret later. I felt for her. So I did what I do best, I cracked a joke.

I looked her straight in the eyes and said, "good morning, Mrs. Spooky." It was a risky thing to say. She was either going to smack me or laugh with me. I hoped it would be the latter. By the look in her eyes, and the way she smirked, I knew I had done the right thing.

I was a little caught off guard when she made a non-Scully like comment. She said the most amazing thing, it was like music to my ears. "Long time no see, Mr. Spooky!"

I literally almost killed over. I wanted to do a fist pump or kiss her to death. I was never more proud of her. I had finally brought her over to the dark side. My eyes watered a little from holding back my excitement. I thought I hid it well. I just smiled at her and quickly looked away before I embarrassed us both.

The elevator dinged and the four agents quickly made their way out. I don't think it was their stop, but for all they cared, they could take the stairs. If they thought Mrs. Spooky was bad, I am sure they could only imagine how bad Mr. Spooky was.

When the doors closed, I looked at Scully and said, "welcome to the dark side, Mrs. Spooky!" She looked at me, and I thought she was mad, but she always surprises me. "Mulder, I joined that club years ago."

The End

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RED