The Thanksgiving Date

Part 2

by Trycee

Time Line: Post IWTB

Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Files, this is written for fun not profit.

"What do you want me to do put the whammy on him?", Bill asked his sister on the phone. "We were going to Tara's parents house this year...Of course I want to know about this guy...but Tara will kill me!"

Just then Tara walked into the living room where Bill sat in his chair. "I'd kill you because of what?"

"Mom's dating a man now and Dana wants us to come to Thanksgiving to...do what we do..."

"Which is?," she said, and then thought a moment. "Oh, act like a jackass!"

"Exact...", he stopped and looked over to his wife. "No...just let him know she has sons!"

"I'm sure she's told him," Tara said, snatching the phone out of Bill's hand. "Hey Dana," she said, cheerfully. "Oh...well, we could probably come for Thanksgiving...We could spend Christmas with my folks. Actually I perfer it that way...Yeah, my mom's cooking is awful," she laughed. "Okay, see you then...Here's Bill..."

"I guess it's settled," he said, speaking back to his sister. "I promise I won't say a single word to Mulder...I'll be fixed on mom's new man...Willis O'Conner, now why does that sound familiar? What's with her and Naval men? She can't date someone that isn't like Dad? No, let me call Charles...And hopefully this guy is a good guy or else we'll kill him...and then I'll refocus my attention on Mulder! Just kidding...Okay, love you sis. Bye."

He hung up and dialed Charles number. "Hey Junior, this is your uncle. Yes Uncle...How many Uncles do you have? Oh...we'll I'm your dad's brother...yeah...Is he there? Let me talk to him!"

He waited until Charles got on the phone. "Hey little brother. Mom said your not coming to Thanksgiving this year. Well...she is dating someone...Not a joke at all...I'm dead serious...Willis O'Conner. I know I was trying to figure that out too...retired Naval Captain...I know! Why not a retired mechanic or plumber or something...Okay, good...see you then! She'll understand...she hasn't divorced you yet so I think you're safe...don't quote me on that! Alright...Bye!"

"Mulder...Charles and Bill are coming...well, Bill for sure," she said, shrugging her shoulders.

"You're dead Scully and where's my Turkey leg?", he said, pinching her leg.

She giggled. "Sorry to erase your perfect Thanksgiving but no one ever gets a perfect Thanksgiving, Mulder...and you think I want to face mom's new beau alone?"

"You wouldn't be alone, you'd be with me and I'd be happy with all that food to myself," he sighed. "Now I'll have to fight Bill over it...it won't be pretty..."

"You're so cute when your being a butt," she sighed. "You created this situation! We could've eaten at home but no, you wanted to be fed like a toddler ever five minutes!'

"Speaking of food...is there anything in the house that isn't rabbit food?"

"Nope...", she smiled. "Well...maybe...you didn't look in the freezer," she said, pointing towards the kitchen.

He shot up and threw the freezer door open. "Ice cream, that's your snack, Scully...not funny..."

"I thought it was!", she smiled smugly. "Tofutti cream...my favorite."

"This is war! I'm ordering a pizza...full of meat, lots and lots of meat!", he said, dialing the number. "And you can't have any..."

"I don't think so!", she said, coming to his side. "I want on my half...Spinach and Feta cheese."

"Ugh," Mulder said, shaking his head. "That's sacrilege Scully..."

"We've got three days till the family reunion Mulder...Don't plug yourself up with all that meat and cheese!"

He contorted his face. "Now, I look like Bill!"

She laughed. "Alright, Mulder...mega meat pizza!"

"Good," he smiled. "Yeah...that's the address...You know us well...that's right...All meat...Double meat..."

He kissed the top of her head. "I'm glad you're feeling better...see it's better we spend Thanksgiving with your family..."

"You're gonna regret those words," she said, moving back to the couch.

"I know I will..."

"But it'll be fun...Lots of food, lots of tension," she smiled. "A good ole Scully Thanksgiving..."

"What no mud fights, Scully?"

"Perhaps...we'll have to see how you and Bill get along..."

Mulder smiled. "Ha, Ha!"

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