Author's Notes: Ha, I did it I wrote my first fanfic. This takes off where Defying Gravity leaves off it's one story altogether there are going to be many more parts to this I'm not even close yet. I want to thank my mother for telling me I have real talent and to persue it even though she desperately hates X-files.

Defying Gravity pt. 2

April,8 FBI building 7:30 am

In the office the next day, Mulder and Scully acted as if the previous night had ever happened between them. Scully walked in and she saw that Mulder was working on his computer.

"What are you working on?" she asks as she deposits her brief case on the desk.

"Oh, just a report to Skinner. Looks like today is another paper work day."

"Well, I've got an autopsy to do on the last of those homicide victims. So, I'll see you later."

She then walked out of the office her heels clicking as she walked. Mulder watched her hips sway with the movement of her walking. < God, she had a great ass. Oh boy, here we go again, Mulder Fantasy #87 comming to mind now: Dana Scully in the autopsy bay, him carefully exposing her soft delicate skin... Damn! I've got to stop thinking this way she's your partner. She deserves better. But then again Mulder don't you have a shot at happiness too? > He then thought of a plan she could not resist and set it into motion.

Autopsy bay, 12:45 pm

"There seems to be an indication of a sharp object used to sever the optic nerve, the killer then preceded to remove the right eye..."

Ahh. The sound of her voice when she is puzzled had such an alluring quality that Mulder just stood outside and watched her for a moment. Watched as she wrinkled her brow in concentration, and how her voice deepened when she was working. He noticed her petite figure standing over a corpse of a victim of the "Eye Murders" which he had named them for only the victim's eye was removed and no other cause of death could be determined. He walked into the room and proceeded towards her.

Scully did not see Mulder out side the door watching her, and she barely saw the body in front of her. Her mind was on the kiss she and Mulder had shared last night, her reaction was so that he would have no doubt of her feelings toward him now. When she walked into the office this morning she had watched Mulder closely of any signs of recognition that he suspected her true feelings towards him, but he pretended like nothing had happened and so did she, on the outside. On the inside though she felt that five years of carefully disguised feelings were exposed and that she along with them were exposed as well. She then was jogged out of her mental chastising to the sound of footsteps approaching. The objects of her thoughts walked up with a wide smile on his face. < God she loved that smile. >

"Hey, Scully You hungry?" he asked

"Yeah, starved, just let me clean up here."

She was the only woman he knew that could get hungry doing autopsy. She removed her glasses and her gloves to throw them away. She let her hair down, that shimmering mass of coppery, red strands that just begged for his touch. He stuck his hands in his pockets to distract himself.

He then led her down to their office. He stepped back to see the reaction on her face.

She stepped into the office to get her coat ready to go out, when she saw what Mulder had in mind. On the floor of the office was a red and white checkered table cloth with a picnic basket in the center, two plates and two wine glasses.

"Wow...Mulder" she said with a mixture of surprise and suspicion in her voice trying to guess his reasons for doing this. She always suspected beneath that stern exterior there was a romantic. < He just never showed it to you. >

"You like?" he asked hopefully.

"Yeah, when did you manage it?"

"I was just thinking that we deserve to treat ourselves from the paperwork for a while. Have a seat," he said as he motioned to the place across from him on the table cloth.

"What is this about, Mulder?" She asked puzzlement dripping in her voice.

"Ahhh..." he stammered, not quite sure how to drop the bomb on her. He prepared for the explosion. "I want a date Scully, a real live date."

For a long moment astonishment kept her silent as Mulder tried to gauge her reaction, but he was never good at reading her thoughts.

"I think it would be a great way to ruin a great partnership," Especially given the reaction she had to his kiss last night and her treacherous thoughts.

"We're adults, Scully we can handle a date we don't need to get into any heavy stuff right now, just a date."

Her look grew even more suspicious. "Are you loosing your mind?"

He smiled bitterly recalling another time she had called him crazy. "No, contrary to popular opinion, at this moment I'm very sane. I'm asking you because I've worked with you for five years and just now realized that I'd like to know you better."

"You know the bureau doesn't approve of this."

That was just like Scully to throw the 'book' up in his face. Always the good little girl and always playing by the rules. "They don't have to know about it, just a date, Scully."

"I don't think that's a good idea Mulder, things are fine as they are, and you know I'll never regret working with you, but I just don't think it's a good idea, sorry."

"That's okay, Scully I know it was a little stupid of me. We still have the work and I know you'll never leave me," he said with a little disappointment in his voice, but this was his Scully and she'll never leave. Or will she? < HIS Scully? Mulder aren't you being a little terrtorial? YES but damnit he felt the need to protect her, ever since she had been taken, he was afraid of losing her for good and there were time he'd come damn close. She was a free woman and free to date anyone she wanted. Just the thought of Scully with another man was enoght to start his blood boiling. >

After lunch Mulder went back to work and Scully back to the morgue to finish the autopsy.

At quitting time; Scully poked her head in the office to still see Mulder working.

"Aren't you going home?" she said as she grabbed her coat.

"No, I've got some things to finish up here first," he said not looking at her.

Scully felt an odd silence come over them and she needed something to say to break it.

"Goodnight, Mulder," was all she could manage.

"Bye, Scully."

Mulder watched as she went, he still wondered what made him ask her out today. While pondering this, he hadn't noticed a man entering the office.

"Uh... is Dana Scully here? The woman said this was her office." the stranger said

Mulder startled by the strangers voice, looked up shocked to discover a man in a biker outfit complete with the chains and the boots.

"What?" he asked the stranger not hearing what he said.

"Does Dana Scully work here?"

"Why?" was all Mulder could ask, < Is he why she had said 'no' to him this afternoon? No, he wasn't Scully's type. >

"I was just in the neighborhood and decided to pay her a visit. Is she here?"

"No, she just left." said Mulder not wanting to give up where she went afraid this man would hurt HIS Scully. Millions of questions about the stranger and why he could want to talk to Scully went through his mind.

"Oh, okay just tell her I stopped by, will you?"

"Sure," and with that the stranger left, leaving a very confused Mulder in the office.

< How the hell would Scully know someone like that?! > Quickly his eidetic memory scanned all the men Scully talked about or said she had known, and nobody fitting the stranger's description came to his mind.

Scully's apartment 7:00pm

As Scully got back to her apartment she was still wondering what the hell made Mulder ask her out. As she got ready for bed she considered that maybe one little date wouldn't hurt, as Mulder said they were adults and they could handle it. She fell asleep with her mind made up to take Mulder up on his offer.

Scully's apartment 11:21 pm.

The phone's ringing woke Scully from her peaceful slumber. She drowsily turned on the light and looked at the clock and then contemptuously at the phone, at this hour it could only be Mulder < Didn't that man ever sleep? > She thought as she picked up the receiver. < This had better be good. >

"Yeah." she answered

"Scully?"

She recognized the fear and concern in her partner voice and came immediately alarmed.

"Mulder, what is it?"

"I just got a call from the beuauru our office has been trashed and some of our files have been stolen."

Scully interrupted with an incredulous "What?!"

"Yeah everything had been destroyed and Scully..."

She heard the hesitation in her partner's voice, "Mulder?" she prompted

"There's a note." he said reluctantly

"What does it say?"

AGENT SCULLY, STOP DISTURBING MY GRAVITY OR I' HAVE TO HURT YOU. PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME HURT YOU.

"Oh my God, Mulder."

"Yeah exactly what I thought."

"I'll be right dow there." she said as she placed the phone back in it's place and hurryingly dressed. < Why would want to hurt me? >