Special Agent Dana Scully was being suspicious. Now, she was an special agent woman, but right about now she could really do with  another, legal weapon-bearing person. Mulder. Her car was in the shop and she had walked from the office in the dark by herself. Someone was following her and she had her 9mm gun at the ready. She got to her apartment and locked the door. He was still out there. She rang Mulder.

'Mulder?'

'Yeah? - that you Scully?'

'Yeah - sorry to bother you but can you come over? - I'm being followed and I could use.....'

'Followed?!? - I'll be there in a seconds. Bye'

'Bye'

Minutes later there was a knock on the door. Scully hesitated, unsure of whether she should open it or not. She took out her smith & Weson and opened the door a crack.

'Woah, Scully! - don't try to kill me or anything!'

'Oh, sorry Mulder. I was scared.'

'It's alright. Anyone would be. - so, do you want me to stay the night or something?'

'Okay. That would be great.'

They sat on the couch and talked about nothing in particular. Then Scully suddenly asked,'Why would anyone want to follow me, Mulder?'

'I thought that was pretty obvious.' He said as he took her hand in his.

'What?' she asked quietly.

'You're beutiful,' he stated bluntly.