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She took her tray and turned around, her eyes immediately overwhelmed by the sea of officers rather loudly sitting and eating. She ventured forth, shyly stepping into the rows and rows of tables. She made her way through the crowds, awkwardly maneuvering her tray to avoid her food from pathetically falling to the floor only to find one empty table.
Scully sighed as she sat down, grateful to have a break from the basement.
She lifted her fork, indulging in some procrastination as she played with her dull looking food. She drifted away, her vision becoming blurry as she fiddled with a couple stray pea’s.
“May I sit here?”
Scully looked up to see a tall woman with soft fluffy hair, her first thought was that she looked like a genderbent Mulder. Though she found her more pleasant to look at. Scully looked left and right before nodding.
“Yeah- yeah” she mumbled, her words struggling to come out. The other woman laughed as she sat down, clearly noticing some kind of tension.
“Come here often?” she joked, playfully raising her eyebrows.
Scully laughed, her eyes caught in this mystery woman’s beautiful brown eyes. “No not really” she shook her head.
The woman nodded “I don’t blame you” she noticed Scully playing with her food “The food’s not that great and the company-” she looked around, Scully followed her eyes “intresting.”
“I’m Denise by the way” She gently shook Scully’s hand.
“Dana Scully” she smiled as they touched. “I work down in the basement,” she laughed, savoring Denise’s soft hands.
“Must be nice to get out from time to time” she took a bite from her food “I think staying in all the time would make me go crazy”
Scully let out a performative breath “almost. I think my partner is more likely to drive me insane first. He’s a great guy but if I didn’t know him I'd probably think he was a nut.” Denise laughed.
“I know that feeling.” she nodded “Maybe not the same as you but I know a guy who works here who i’d think was pretty strange too.”
Scully nodded. “Funny how those types often do the best work” Denise nodded in agreement. “Sometimes I think I’m the only normal person working down there.” she let out a nervous giggle “Not in a rude way or anything-” she paused for a moment thinking of her next move. “It’s not like my ideal Friday night is chasing alleged aliens.”
“Is that what your guy does?” she let out a chuckle.
Scully nodded “yep.” “big believer.”
“Huh” Denise sat back in her chair. “My guy uses his dreams to solve cases- he’s usually correct but it doesn't make it any less strange.”
Scully laughed. “They should go bowling.”
“They should.” Denise laughed before looking down to fiddle in her pocket. She pulled out a card. “Here’s my card.” She slid it over to Scully. “Do you have a pen?” she asked with a mild tinge of embarrassment. Scully handed her one and watched as she scribbled down a series of numbers.
“That’s my personal phone number” Scully blushed “Feel free to call me whenever.” She ended her sentence with a playful wink, watching as Scully struggled to give her something in return.
“Here’s mine” she struggled to speak. “I don’t really have a life- personal phone number so if you call that one i’ll probably answer.” she laughed, trying to cover up her mistake. “I would love to talk to you again sometime.”
Denise nodded “Likewise.” “Maybe we can go out hunting aliens some night.”