Scully actually said yes. I didn't even have to spy on her. She actually wanted to go. Woah. How did this happen? Am I really that devious yet charming? Beats me, all I care about is the fact that she said yes!
I ended up forging a case file, and because I'm around them from 9-5 every week, I can make a pretty amazing fake file. Boom, take that Skinman.
During the day, Scully and I chatted about the case, and exchanged some pretty awkward smiles. Great. I'm not the best at small talk or talking to girls, but this was a whole other level of Fox Mulder's social awkwardness.
The funny thing was that she was being awkward too, and I don't think it was because I was. Maybe there's hope for me on this. She could even be excited to go, I'll find out soon enough.
I bet she's suspicious, but I doubt she'll say anything. Actually more like I hope she won't say anything. The whole forging the file may get me into trouble. What doesn't get me into trouble anymore?
All I really care about now is packing up to go to Lexington.
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Two Days Later
"Hey Scully!! Hurry up if you wanna stop by a McDonalds!!" I beap the horn of my car and tap my fingers on the steering wheel. Scully comes running out in her usual work clothes and a suitcase in each arm.
"Geez, Scully! We're not going to Florida! What do you even have in there?" I make a face at her and she makes one back. "Mulder if I took the time to tell you about everything that's in my bags, we'd be in Lexington by the time I finished." She walks over to the trunk and opens it, shoving her suitcases in, and then opens the passenger seat door.
As she sits down she says "Mulder, you promised McDonalds. Drive and deliver." I laugh and turn the keys in the ignition. "ROAD TRIP!" I yell and begin to drive to the nearest McDonalds. Scully laughs and says "If we were in a National Lampoon movie, what vacation would we be?"
"Wow, Scully. I didn't think you were this philosophical at 5:36 in the morning. Maybe we'd be the X-File Vacation movie!" I say, barely breathing because I'm now laughing so hard.
Scully pushes her hair behind her ears and giggles, and by the time we're finished laughing we're in the drive through. After we place the order and I pay (with a short objection by Scully), we hit the road again with 8 hours remaining.
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hey guys! wow, this is the longest chapter so far, i hope you enjoy!! sorry for not updating as much, but i'm on winter break now so i'll update frequently! thank you for all of the votes and the comments! i love hearing from all of you!
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Fanfictionmulder and scully have been partners in the fbi department called the x files in the dusty old basement of the j. edgar hoover building for four years. everyone else can see that they have feelings for each other, everyone but them. will one "case"...
