Hi everyone thanks for your lovely comments and I'm sorry for the very long pause! I was having a very difficult pregnancy so took a break till both the new baby and I are comfortable enough to spend time in writing. Thanks for all your love though.

Just to touch base on the comments. This is totally a fiction and I sincerely hope there are no people or cults which would just kill each other just because their faith in religion is different. (I really wish – sad face) and of course, the story assumes that our awesome two are just starting to date, the very start. I would like you all to read one of my other Fan Fics "All things that mattered" to help to understand how thought it had happened.

Enjoy!

Location: Travelers' Inn Guest House, Beaufort, SC

07:05 am

"Hello, you lovebirds. I hope you had a good night"

The receptionist, Mrs. Wilson, a kind looking senior was all smiles to see as they approached towards the worn out counter.

"Hi...Umm" It was too late when Scully realized that she really doesn't recall the old lady's name at all. She gulped the rest of the sentence before she pulled away a few strands of unruly hairs from her face and straightened her suit.

"Good Morning.. Yes, we had a good rest and if you don't mind if I say we are here for professional matters..." she faked a light smile and turned slightly to meet Mulder's eyes who was right behind her. His eyes were full of delight and boy-like-mischief and he winked as their eyes met.

"Is there any good diner for us to have breakfast?" Scully heard Mulder ask the lady as she walked towards the door. She waited trying to feel relaxed, but still paying attention to the ongoing conversation.

"Oh- Speak of breakfast, we do offer coupons. I almost forgot. Here you go.. 20% off for breakfast and I must say, they have the best handmade chocolates" Mrs. Wilson winked at Mulder as she continued.

"I'm sure the lady will love them, not too far from here." She gave a motherly pat on his shoulder.

"Oh. That's so nice of you Ma'am, this sounds great. And yeah...We had an awesome night...pretty romantic! Scully heard him whispering the last few words to the elderly woman.

Mulder knew that look on her face when she is mad at him. And he knew how to make her even madder and he loved how she desperately tries to keep her annoyed-self cool and polite. He reached to open the car door while his other hand reached the small of her back.

"I hope you don't tell A.D. Skinner that we slept together!" her tone was fierce as she turned to face him. Her face was blushed to a deepest of a peachy red tone and she was looking seriously and deliciously beautiful to make his jaws drop!

Location: Eddies Pub, Beaufort, SC

07: 25 am

The small countryside café was already crowded when they reached there. They were able to get a table in a quiet far corner thanks to a kind elderly couple who was just about to leave when they were looking around for a table. Scully insisted that Mulder should be waiting on the rather long queue as the café was only offering self-service during the morning. He knew this was coming by the look of her face earlier that day.

"Here you go… Eddies Signature clubs with homegrown fries!" He placed the heavy trays on the table between them. It has taken him nearly 20 minutes to reach their table.

"Café Americano for me and a tall cappuccino for you" he was looking into her eyes as he placed her coffee on her tray.

"Thanks, Mulder" she glanced at him briefly while munching the first bite out of her sandwich just looking away briefly from her notes from the last night's autopsy.

"And this is for you…" he grinned as he placed a small cardboard confectionary box in front of her.

"Oh…is that for me," he noticed how her face lit up with a child-like excitement. She opened it and was utterly surprised to see the small chocolates inside.

"They are very good..." she exclaimed softly with a mouthful of chocolate. "You should try. Here" she offered him the box while he was still gazing at her as if she is about to vanish in thin air. He gasped as her fingers brushed his own.

"The lady at the motel recommended those" he casually responded as the heavenly flavor of chocolate and liquor added a pleasant shock to his already clouded mind.

30 Minutes Later.

"So you think that our primary suspect should be someone who is close to the victims" Scully's tone was not really a surprised one. "I don't think we can support that Mulder, I spoke to their parents and a couple of their friends and they genuinely sounded very upset that the local PDs has nothing much to offer on the case. We don't have any valid proof"

"It should be someone close enough to know their background and to plan this out. You know this is not a general murder. This has a sort of religious background the suspect should be having roots with the other cases or of the same cult." His tone was barely audible as he spoke carefully.

"Scully, this community seems very open and neutral to bother about factors such as religion, race or… just have a look around, there are many different individuals, men women, black, white so many but they are all this one huge piece of community and they doesn't seem to bother at all. What do you think?"

"Hmm…do you think that the community church has something to do with this? Scully was skeptical as always.

"Let's go there to find out. Shall we?"