A/N: Ok, hope you guys liked the first chapter. I hope this story is gonna come out good. Can you all review with requests to how long you would like me to make this story, coz I have no idea :P. By the way, although this is set at some point during the 6th (ish) season, there has been other happenings, in which none of the Lone Gunmen (I know the Lone gunmen would not be dead by this time anyway, I just thought I would let you know who was alive :P) or Agent Pendrell have been killed. Right so here goes….

10:00 am. Agents Scully and Reyes were 4 minutes late. They had decided to go to the hall behind their office at 4 minutes to 10 that morning; however their conversation had delayed them. When they realized they were late, they ran down the hall, as fast as their high heels would carry them. They managed to get to the hall in time and set their plan into action. Within seconds they had found each other's bodies, kissing and stroking as they went. Scully was leaning up against the wall. Reyes began to unbutton Scully's shirt, and was inside, teasing her. Scully wanted more. The pleasure she was experiencing was overwhelming.

Just then, they heard footsteps. They were in a darkened area of the corridor, so they could not see who it was that was standing there. All they knew was that the footsteps stopped. The person was standing still watching the goings on, Scully and Reyes pretended not to have noticed that anyone else was even there.

"Agent Scully? Is that you?" A stunned, yet wary voice rang out. It was a familiar voice. Both women recognized it straight away. Agent Pendrell began slowly making his way down the hall again. Then he became aware of who Agent Scully was with. His face dropped. As he neared the two women realization dawned on his face. "What are you doing?!?!" he exclaimed. "Agent Scully… You… and… her?" he stammered. Scully turned to look at him and gave him that mischievous half-smile that could make any man die inside.

"Yes that's right Agent Pendrell. I.. we are together. Do you have a problem with that?" She knew that he did, but not with the fact that she was with Agent Reyes, but the fact that he now understood that she would never be his.

He had had a 'crush' on her for ages. He had invited her to have a drink with him and she had gone, but she had not realized the reason for his invitation. He had asked her to his home, because he wanted to ask her something even more important. He wanted to express his feelings for her. He had had his eye on her for about a year by then, and it had taken him almost as long to pluck up the courage to ask her out. When he had explained how he felt about her, she had backed off; he had been so confused, wondering what he had done wrong. Was she already in a relationship with someone else? He had pondered every possibility, so that when the time came for him to find out what her reasons were, he would be ready. Or so he had thought. Seemingly he had thought through every explanation, apart from this one. The woman he loved was a lesbian.

When he came back to earth after the shock he could not think what he was to do now. He was confused, upset and most of all angry. He realized she felt she could not trust him, or rather she did not want to trust him. What he had seen here would be enough to break any man. What would the Bureau say?

Scully was looking at him, studying his reaction. She had noticed the look of shock quickly ebb away and an expression of severe pain take its place. She realized how much pain this must cause him, but she couldn't help the way she felt. She broke away from Reyes and re-buttoned her shirt. She then straightened her outfit and proceeded to walk away. She knew that there would be an argument if she stayed any longer. Reyes saw what she was doing and followed behind her, taking one glace back at Agent Pendrell, unlike Scully.

"You do know I will have to tell the authorities about this don't you?" Agent Pendrell called after them. Neither of the two women answered him, they just continued walking.

"Well that went well!" Scully said when they arrived back at the office.

"Yeah…. Could'a been better…" Reyes said in her normal tone. They sat in silence, ready and waiting for the obviously impending meeting with Skinner to be announced. After about 5 minutes the phone rang. Scully picked it up and in the best professional voice that she could muster, "Hello? FBI X-Files office, Agent Scully speaking?"

"Agent Scully, could I see you and Agent Reyes in my office in 10 minutes?"

"Certainly Sir, we will be there right away."

"Good." And the phone went dead. Scully knew by the tone of Skinner's voice, that he was not a happy assistant director. He sounded like he had a lot to do and another pile of trouble had just been added to his inbox. Ten minutes passed as Scully told Reyes what Skinner had said and they made their way up to his office, getting their story straight on the way. When they arrived at the office Walter Skinner was already standing at the door. With his black pinstripe suit and his white and blue shirt he looked exactly as he always did. Like a well-groomed, bald, businessman.

"Ah, Agents. Come on in. Now, what happened at ten o'clock?" Skinner asked plainly and calmly. Scully and Reyes looked at each other, deciding who would speak first.

"Well….." Scully began, "It goes like this..."