The Calling

"Here we are, G-Woman," a man's voice said with a chuckle from outside the house. "Home sweet home," he added, and a woman's voice giggled in reply. "Yes, Mr G-Man," she said, and the door opened to reveal Agents Mulder and Scully as they entered into their new home in Uptown Washington, DC. Mulder had moved in with her to the new area, so he could help them escape from the darkness that they had always investigated.

Now that work was done, Mulder felt Scully deserved an amazing future, so he was equally amazed when Scully agreed to marry him after they moved in together. They had a quiet wedding, with Scully's family and Skinner in attendance, and had gone on honeymoon to Florida, where Scully liked to soak up the sun.

Life was bliss now that they were married and Mulder had finally confessed his love for his beautiful Dana. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her into the threshold. "So, Mr G man," she said with a raised eyebrow as Mulder closed the door behind them and dropped their luggage on the floor. "What do you propose we do now?" Dana asked. Fox grinned.

"How about we get ourselves acquainted with the bedroom?" He suggested. Dana grinned. "Sounds good to me," she said, and they chuckled as Mulder carried her through the living room and up the stairs, before entering the bedroom where they spent most of the afternoon making love.

Dana slept in Fox's arms as she sighed happily. She woke up an hour later, at 8pm, and decided to make her new husband a snack. So she got out of bed slowly so as not to wake him, before going down to the kitchen.

She rustled up some ham and coffee that they had bought at the airport on their return from Florida, and made herself and Fox a ham sandwich and tea and coffee. They were still jetlagged, so Scully thought it was better to eat something before they went to sleep that night.

As she buttered the bread and boiled the kettle, she felt a pair of eyes on her, watching her every move. Frowning, and a little puzzled, she turned round, expecting to see Mulder. "Mulder, what are you doing-," she started to ask, but stopped when no one was there. The kitchen was empty.

With a shrug, Scully carried on making Mulder's snack. When she was done, she was just about to turn around and head up the stairs when a face appeared in front of her out of nowhere and grinned evilly at her. It was a pure white face covered in a dark dress. Scully dropped the plate of ham sandwiches on the floor and gave a startled cry.

She blinked for a second and then to her surprise, the old woman was gone. Once again, she was alone. She then heard running footsteps coming down the stairs, and saw Mulder as he entered the kitchen, looking at her in concern.

"Scully?" He asked as he moved over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Are you okay? What happened?" Scully shook her head. "I don't know, Mulder. Maybe I'm just tired and it's the jet lag, but I saw someone right here where you're standing now. It was an old lady and she was standing in front of me for one second, and the next she was gone," Scully told him, shaking her head.

Mulder thought for a moment. "Are you saying this place is haunted, Dana?" He asked her with a raised eyebrow. "What? No, not at all," Scully replied with a roll of her eyes as Mulder picked up the plate of ham sandwiches and placed the sandwiches on a fresh plate. He then threw the old plate away. "Then what did you see?" Mulder asked.

Scully sighed. "Mulder, the place isn't haunted," Scully insisted, "I think we're just jet lagged. Come on, as you can see I made you snack. Let's eat it upstairs and forget about this whole thing, shall we?" Scully asked. Ah, Dana. Always the skeptic," Mulder thought fondly as he followed his new wife up the stairs while carrying the cups of tea and coffee. Scully carried the sandwiches. As Scully still worked as a medical doctor, Mulder decided he would do a little investigating of the house while Scully was at work.

He would capture a ghost on camera and write a book. Mulder grinned excitedly to himself. This was the opportunity he was waiting for. The possibly of paranormal activity in their own home. How could anything beat that?