Dana Scully's apartment
7:06 pm.
Scully unlocked the door to her apartment and stepped inside. It had been a very long day and she'd just spent the last half hour stuck in traffic. All she wanted to do was shut out the world and take a nice long, hot bubble bath. She made her way through her living room, shedding her coat, kicking off her shoes and placing her briefcase on her desk, pressing the play button on her flashing answering machine. As she passed the table she placed her gun, badge and handcuffs on it before walking into the kitchen to get a drink. She poured herself a glass of water and went back into the living room just as her messages started.
The first one was from her mother, inquiring about how she was, and reminding her that it was Bill's birthday soon and not to forget to call him. Scully rolled her eyes. She loved her mom, but sometimes she could be such a nag. The second message was from her brother Charlie. She was really sorry she'd missed his call. She very rarely got to speak to him as he was always away with the Navy. He asked how she was, mentioned he had some leave and asked her to call him when she could. He finished with a little joke that made Scully smile. She was about to go into the bathroom and run her bath when the last message started up.
"Hi Dana it's Michael. I don't know if you remember me from the bar last night. Anyway I was just looking through my pockets and found your number and I thought I'd give you a call. Listen, I was wondering if you'd maybe like to meet for another drink sometime, so I can get to know you better. Maybe tomorrow night? Give me a ring sometime before tomorrow night on 555-39772 and we can sort something out. Hope to see you soon. Bye."
Scully smiled again before picking up the phone. Purely on impulse, she dialed the number and placed the receiver to her ear. The phone rang once, twice before a voice on the other end answered.
"Hello?"
"Hi Michael. It's Dana."
His voice seemed to perk up a bit. "Hi. How are you?"
"I'm ok. I just got your message. I'd love to meet with you again."
"Great," he replied. The smile was evident in his voice. "There's this little bar I know in Georgetown called O'Malley's. How about there?"
"Sure, I know it.. What time is ok for you?"
"How about 7:30?" Scully thought a moment. Tomorrow was Friday. They always finished early on a Friday, so that would give her plenty of time to come home and get ready.
"Sure. 7:30's fine."
"Great so I'll see you then?"
"Yeah. Bye."
"Bye." With that Scully hung up the phone and a funny feeling hit her in the stomach again. I think I could potentially like this guy, she thought as she headed for the bathroom. She couldn't wait till tomorrow night.
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