Mulder scooted out of the warm bed once realizing where he had fallen asleep. Desperately trying not to wake Scully, he tried to remain as quiet as possible. He began to tip-toe out of the room slyly, in silence. When he had made it to the door, he felt relief. He was almost out. He slowly began to reached for the silver doorknob, until a sudden, quiet voice had interrupted his escape.

"Mulder? Mulder, what are you doing?"

Mulder turned around slowly, carefully. His eyes shifted toward Scully's.

"Good morning, Scully." Mulder greeted her wisely. He had been caught exiting her bedroom. What was she thinking? What was she going to say? Did it really matter? They had been talking late at night, it was common sense that he had fallen asleep right there, next to her. She had known Mulder for so long, trusted Mulder. It didn't seem like much of a problem. Did it?

Scully pushed down the covers and risen from the warm, comforting bed. In silk pajamas, she folded her arms and glanced at Mulder questionably. She pressed her lips together and blinked slowly, as if carefully wording what to say in her smart, scientific mind. She then just shook her head and opened the door in the process of exiting the bedroom.

"Next time you try to sneak out of my room, keep in mind how observing I am." Scully said simply, seconds after turning around to face Mulder. She raised her eyebrows, glancing at him for a moment before exiting the bedroom. Mulder couldn't help but smirk. He had been expecting her to question him as to why she caught him sneaking out of the bedroom, hands on hips, a suspicious look over her skeptical face. Then again, they had been talking late at night. Scully had common sense. A little too much common sense.

Mulder left the bedroom shortly after her, trying to locate where she had gone. Not wanting to wander around the house and make a fool out of himself, he entered the kitchen to see Maggie with a hot, steaming cup of tea in her hand. Her eyes swiftly moved toward his. A warm smile made it's way across her face once she had seen Mulder.

"Good morning, Fox. Would you like a cup of coffee or tea?" She asked generously. She had to admit to herself, once Mulder arrived, she wasn't too thrilled. She knew Scully had felt the same. If she still did, she was unsure. She and Scully were both excited to spend a calm, relaxing weekend with each other. But now that Mulder was here, she had a good feeling about it. An even better feeling about her daughter's relationship with him. What this vision was, she couldn't quite put her tongue on. Mulder returned the smile and shook his head no.

"No thanks, Mrs. Scully, I was just looking for Dana."

Maggie took a long sip of her tea, both hands wrapped around the mug for warmth. The same, warm smile returned as soon as soon she placed the mug down, her eyes returned to Mulder. She respected his politeness. She knew Mulder was a good man.

"She's in the shower," Maggie informed him. "Why don't you have a cup of coffee in the meantime? It's fresh," She offered politely. Mugs are in the cabinet, help yourself." Maybe she was being a little too generous.

Mulder thought about it. He had to do something to pass the time. And he could use a fresh cup of coffee to help wake up. He responded with a nod and soft smile.

"Sure, why not. Thanks." Reaching for the cabinet, he opened it and took out a clean, white mug. He then poured coffee into it. Steam drifted from the mug once poured. It provided a soothing atmosphere. He added a few creams and sugar then took a sip. Satisfied, he brought the mug over to the table and set it down carefully. He pulled out a chair and sat across from Maggie, sipping slowly at the warm coffee, being careful not to burn his tongue.

"So, you and Dana have been working together for a while now. She's a hard worker, isn't she?" Maggie asked, curious about her daughter. She had always known she was a hard worker. She had been so intelligent, and gotten so far over the years. Maggie had an exceeding amount of pride for her daughter. She loved to talk about her.

"Yes, very. Sometimes I can't help but think if she's smarter than I am." Mulder joked. But it had been slightly true. She definitely had more common sense than he did. He had to let himself admit that. Maggie laughed slightly in response. She could notice something different about Mulder when he talked about her. Something she didn't notice before.

Mulder smiled and took another sip of his coffee.

The sound of footsteps entering the room caused Mulder to turn his head. Scully, dressed casually in jeans and a blue T-Shirt, surprised Mulder. Normally he would be seeing her dressed in work attire. This was a different look. Sure, he had seen her outside of work in the past, but never dressed so casually. She poured herself a cup of coffee. The usual. One cream, no sugar. She joined them at the table and took a sip. The entire time, Mulder watched her movements. Not that slyly, due to how Maggie noticed how he watched her with such interest. This caused her to smile even more.

"Good morning, Dana," Maggie greeted her daughter. Before she could respond, a sudden thought had crossed her mind.

"Oh, I have to run to the grocery store. I forgot to pick up a few things. I'll be back in an hour or so."

Maggie finished her tea with one last sip, then cleaned the mug in the sink. She grabbed her jacket. Putting her arms in the sleeves, she turned to Scully and Mulder.

"I won't take long."

A/N: I know that this chapter was a bit boring, but it's going to get real good after this. Don't worry. ;)