Dana Scully stared at the computer screen. The damn paperclip kept tapping the screen making it even harder to write the report on her last case. Not that it wasn’t already hard enough, Thanks to a man named Fox William Mulder.

Scully smiled as she ran the ideas of how she could kill him. Thousands of little cuts all over his body. Castrating him for life sounded pretty good, but then why would anyone want him? Well, she still would. Hey, if she didn’t like his explanation this time she could always shoot him again.

"Scully is the door locked for a reason…or are you just scared I’m going to sneak into your room in the middle of the night and strip you down, then brag about how you should lay off the vodka?" Scully’s heart fluttered slightly at the sound of his voice, but was quickly replaced by the anger of what he had done to her.

"It’s locked for a reason Mulder…to keep you out." She said as she strode to the door, her hand outstretched to unlock and open it.

"What did I do?" He asked through the opening door. Scully had no idea her mouth could really hit the ground, she always thought it was a figure of speech. Quickly her jaw rejoined her face and she felt it clench in rage.

Dana had once been told that she had a short temper and a fast hand. She really had no idea that they were talking about until her first encounter with a boy at school. He called her a sissy little mommy’s girl. Now Scully would have just turned the other cheek but then was a different story. She had learned to brawl with her brothers when she was very young and that day on the play ground she balled her fist, and with her brother’s watching on she knocked the boy’s light’s out, as well as his two front teeth.

And Scully balled up her fist just as she had that day on the play ground and knocked Mulder clean off his feet.

"Ow!" Mulder looked up at her in shock, he never expected her to hit him.

"You asshole!"

"Jesus Scully! What the hell was that for?" Scully took several deep breaths so she didn’t lose her control and hit Mulder again.

"That was for ditching me. And don’t you dare say that you didn’t. I thought that you trusted me Mulder!"

"I do!"

"Then why?-and don’t give me that shit about not wanting to hurt me or put me in danger. I thought that since the cancer was gone you wouldn’t treat me like a little kid anymore. I guess I was really wrong."

"I didn’t ditch you!"

"Oh really? Then where the hell where you? Huh? Tell me Mulder."

"I was stuck at a relative’s house. And I found something out."

"Oh great. Nice cover up Mulder. Tell me what it is so I can add it to my report. Skinner wants it on Monday." She walked back to the computer. That damn paperclip was dancing now. She clicked the small X in the upper right hand corner, and made the little guy disappear. Quickly she saved her report and started to shut down her laptop, ignoring the man that was demanding for her to listen.

"Sorry! Incorrect, Johnny tell her what she’s won." The warning sound on her computer sounded. She tapped a few keys and a dialog box popped up. Warning! Other computers are connected to your computer. Make sure other areas are not downloading before continuing with shut down.

"Mulder? Are you downloading from my Laptop?"

"No…why?" She didn’t answer, "Scully?"

She turned to him and he looked passed her to the timer on the computer. He grabbed her arm and pulled her to the exit, "Run!!"

They ran out the door and dove into the grass as the room exploded behind them. Mulder crawled on the ground and covered Scully’s body with his own.

"Do I have to spend every minute with you two? I go to Scotland for one week and already you’ve blown up a building? I thought you promised to leave the blowing up to me." A tall Black haired woman stared down at them.

She was dressed in a blue blouse and well-worn jeans. Her 9mm was visible in its hip holster as her jacket blew back in the wind. She extended a hand and helped Mulder to his feet and then Scully. She pulled Scully into a quick embrace. She smiled and removed her sunglasses to reveal crystal blue colored eyes that darted around the area.

"You two alright?"

"I’m fine. Mulder, you look all right."

"Scully, remember when I said I went to a house? Well, I found Monica. Mon was hanging around at my great aunt’s house. She’s been put under Skinner’s control. At the moment she’s waiting to get an assignment."

"Well, I’m not really waiting anymore. Skinner gave me a trial assignment. I get one case, with you two."

Scully looked up at the English woman. She had made instant friends with this woman a few months ago. Monica had been apart of a three-person group and she had joined the FBI. She had finished he basic training and her normal training at Quantico faster then anyone had ever done before.

"How are your," clearing her throat, "powers?"

Monica’s eyes flew open, "Believing in the odd are we, Dana?" The red head blushed and Monica smiled. "It’s not really a power, just an ability. I’m still figuring it out."

"I still don’t know why Skinner sent you to work with us. The basement crew." Mulder remarked as he leaned against the car. Monica tilted her worn in cowboy hat back, so she could look him in the eye, "And another question…why haven’t you gotten rid of that hat."

"Skinner let me have my say. It’s a trial. I screw up and I’m in the VC. And I don’t like the VC mind you. Oh and my hat? Don’t let it mind you. It’s a souvenir of sorts. Now your going tell me why your hotel room just blew up? Or do you want me to reopen that wound in your shoulder." Mulder looked up at her. "Oh bloody hell. Have you forgotten that I can read your mind already? And you better get that suspicious little thought outta your mind. I’m not gunna turn your ass over to the other side and you damn well know it."