Title: Undercover by Splodge04

Email address: drugs and violence

Spoliers: none

Category:Angst lots of angst. m/s relationship forming.

summary:Mulder and Scully go undercover to try and get evidence against a suspect. There is drink and drugs involved and something horrible happens to Scully that endangers her and Mulders life.

Archive: yes as long as my name and email address and disclaimer stay with it.

Disclaimer: These characters are not mine they belong to 1013 and fox and of course Chris carter. no infringement intended, i'm not gona make any money from this guys so you know.

Authors notes: this popped into my head one day and I decided to act in the little idea in my head for once.

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"Undercover! Scully...why the hell did you agree to this case?" Mulder stared at her with an intense puzzlement.

"I just thought it would be something different for us to do, Mulder. We haven't had a case in over a month!" Scully fired back. She could see the intensity in his eyes, but this was something she wanted to do.

"Undercover though...and drug dealers?" he looked over the case notes once again and rolled his eyes. "There is nothing interesting here Scully...there are plenty of other agents that would be more than willing to take this case. I don't understand why you had to agree, and without asking me!"

"Look, Mulder, Skinner explained that the X-Files are being looked into, that they are beginning to doubt us again. Skinner just thought that if we pulled through in this case that they would think we were very capable agents that they would leave us alone, let us pursue the X-Files without any more hassles." Scully folded her arms and watched her partner roll his eyes again, she was not going to back down; this is something she wanted to do.

"But what if they think we are too capable, Scully, they may try separating us, and they might even try to send us to different departments. I personally don't want to be split up from you." He looked away from her "Scully, I know you mean well, I just don't think that it this is something that will benefit us."

Scully sat herself in her chair and stared at him. "Mulder, I think this would be good for us. Skinner wants to see the both of us,
then you can pass judgment, Mulder. Please just come up and listen to our assignment and then you can decide ok. But I am doing this, Mulder, with or without you."

Mulder looked at her feeling quite shocked and disappointed that his partner would leave him for some random case that was threw her way. He had this feeling that it was a form of rebellion, like a teenager she was rebelling against him and her current assignment with him. He threw the case file at her and slunk down into his chair,
both of them sat in silence, the only difference was that Scully was thinking about the case, Mulder though was thinking about Scully and what she meant to him; could he let her go alone?"Agents Scully, Mulder, please take a seat" Skinner gestured to their usual seats and sat behind his desk. "We all know why we are here.
Agent Scully, I am to understand you wish to take up this case, am I correct?"

"Yes, Sir." She looked over at Mulder and then back over to Skinner.
She could see that Mulder was keeping himself distracted, being his usual stubborn self.

"Agent Mulder what about you? I'm sure Agent Scully has made you aware of my thoughts on this case and how they would help you?"

Mulder nodded his head and continued to play with his jacket button.

"Well, Agent Mulder, there have been a series of disappearances and murders in the New Orleans area. The police down there have a key suspect, the only thing is they have no real solid evidence to back up their claims. The case came to me this morning and we need two agents to go down there undercover and try and get this evidence that we need." He paused and looked again at Agent Mulder, hoping that he'd managed to capture his attention. "There are details in the folder you both have that describe the characters that you are to go undercover as, and the contacts down in New Orleans."

"Sir?" Scully peered at her boss with puzzlement. "Won't you be coming down with us?"

"No, Agent Scully, I was supposed to, but I have been told to stay. So it is just you and Mulder if he decides to go."

Mulder sat there playing with his button. It was true that they hadn't had a case in a month, and even he was getting tired of sitting in the basement all day. He was the one that usually chose the case, and a part of him was jealous. Scully wanted to go to New Orleans, and if he didn't go then they would have to find someone else for her. Then something clicked in his mind, he couldn't let Scully go on her own, he couldn't leave her to work with people that didn't know her. The case seemed quite dangerous, and he knew that he had to go to keep her protected and make sure this case was successful.

"I'll do it." His voice appeared out of nowhere and seemed to startle Skinner and Scully.

"Well that has decided it then. You two leave tomorrow on a 6 am flight to New Orleans. Take the case files with you and do your best to understand the characters that you are going to be. Phone me if you need anything."

Scully looked over to Mulder with a slight smile on her face and turned her attention back over to her superior. "Thanks, sir, for this. We're glad you are looking out for us and the X-Files." With that she stood and walked to the door, only turning back to make sure her partner was following, but he wasn't. "Mulder, are you coming?"

"In a minute ,Scully, I'll catch up." He gave her a slight smile as she closed the door. "sir can I have a word?"

"Of course, Mulder, what is it?"

"Where did this case come from? Did it come from New Orleans directly?"

"Yes, why?" He looked at Mulder with a puzzled look.

"You know why, sir, the amount of cases that have been sent our way that end up with one of us being close to death. I'm not going for the case sir... I'm going for Scully. I don't want to leave her open to anything. I'm sure she would make an easy target for any of those bastards that have tried to split us up before. And ,sir, I have seen her character profile, its not Scully and I don't want to see her hurt."

Skinner brought a slight smile to his face. "I understand, Mulder, but I think the reason she took this case was so she could be SOMEONE else. Don't worry you have my number contact me if you have any suspicions.

Mulder nodded and stood. "Thank you, sir, I'm glad you understand."

"Oh before you leave, Mulder, I just want to add something."


"Enjoy this. It's something different for you, for both of you,
and if you do well I can put in a good word for the both of you. Don't worry about the X-Files, after this I'm sure it will be yours until you retire."

Mulder smiled and exited the room.
Scully was waiting eagerly for him in their dingy basement office, and was very surprised to see him enter with a smile on his face. "What took you?"

"Oh nothing. It doesn't matter." He sat himself at his desk and looked over to her.

"So what made you change your mind, Mulder? You were so adamant about not going earlier."

"Oh I don't know, Scully, maybe it was your character profile." He looked at her with a slight hint of excitement.

She rolled her eyes at him and sat herself down. "Is that it? Geez, Mulder,
you sure do surprise me. I thought you would have had enough from those videotapes you watch."

Mulder grinned at her. "Well they very rarely feature a red head, Scully.
I thought I could do with a change." He let out a little laugh. "All joking aside though, Scully, I just didn't want you to go alone. I have thought it over and it does look like a good case. Something a bit more grounded,
should I say?"

"Why? What's wrong with me going alone? You think I can't handle it"
He saw the seriousness that crossed over her face. It was the same face she always used when he accidentally implied she couldn't take care of herself. He admired how she could handle herself, she was better then most of the male agents in the bureau. Images of her kicking ass swirled into his mind and he grinned.

"No of course not, Scully." He quickly decided that he didn't want another lecture about how she could handle herself, so he decided to change the subject. "What time did Skinner say our flight was?"

Scully rolled her eyes. "6am."

"You want me to pick you up? I can be at yours for about five...that ok?"

"Ok, but you better not be late, I don't want to miss the plane."

"Oh, but Scully, you know how long it takes to do my hair in the morning." His voice was stained with sarcasm and he let out another laugh as he gently brushed his hair with his hands.

"I mean it...if you're late..." She cocked up her eyebrow to show him she was being deadly serious.

"Of course. 5am it is." He picked up his suit jacket and walked over to the door.
"See you bright and early, Scully."

Scully sped across her apartment and answered the door. Mulder was staring eagerly at her. "It's 5am, Scully, you ready?" He grinned at her, obviously sensing by her flushed face that she was not.

"Come in, Mulder, I won't be a sec. I just got to finish packing." She ran back into her bedroom.

Mulder was very amused at the situation, his usually well-organised and punctual partner was obviously having a bad day. He walked into Scully's bedroom to see a heap of clothes on her bed and a half empty bag. He looked at the pile of clothes on Scully's bed and his bottom lip dropped, he walked over and picked up a skirt.
"Hey Scully, is this what I think it is?"

Scully looked over at him and her cheeks grew an even darker shade of crimson. She walked over and snatched the very short skirt out of his hands. "Yes it is, Mulder.
You read my character profile didn't you? No more suits for me. It's not as if you haven't seen one before I'm sure."

Mulder grinned. "No, Scully, it's not that I have never seen one before, I'm just shocked that you of all people are going to wear one. You own these types of clothes?"

"Mulder, just because I have no social life now doesn't mean I have never had one. Ok? Instead of standing there you could at least give me a hand." She glared at him. He could see that she was getting very pissed off, and he found it very funny.

Trying to suppress his urge to start laughing, he nodded. "Looks as if this will be a good trip, Scully," he said as he picked up what looked like a top, a very low cut top. "Can't you model them for me?"

Scully looked over at him and gave him that look that meant he had crossed the line. "Look, Mulder, go and wait in the car ok?...OK!"

"Sure...don't take too long we wouldn't want to miss this flight, would we. Well I know I don't and I am damn well sure that it isn't going to be as fun if you're not there." He quickly moved out the way to dodge a shoe that was aimed at his head. With that he left with a huge smile on his face.
Ten minutes later Scully opened Mulder's car door, she dumped her bag in the back, and climbed into the front. She put on her seat belt and crossed her arms, not looking at him. Mulder smiled and, started the engine and pulled off.

"So, Scully, how are you this morning?"

"Mulder, you are so close to getting a slap do you know that!"

Mulder looked over at his partner. "I'm only messing with you. So how are you Scully?"

"Well apart from getting up late, not knowing what clothes to bring and having my partner make crude jokes at me while I try and get ready, I'm fine, Mulder."

"I phoned up the chief detective down in New Orleans last night and they booked us into a motel right round the corner from where this supposed drug dealer hangs out. They only booked us one room though, Scully. I know it's against protocol, but this is different. If we were in separate rooms and we are meant to be 'involved' it would look suspicious. Is that ok with you?"

"That's fine, but I get the bed, ok? Do we go to the station before hand?"

"Yeah, but briefly so they can give us the 411, and then give us everything we need. Then we have to change at the station so when we pull up at this motel we don't attract any unwanted attention."

Scully nodded. "Ok...but i'm not joking about the bed, Mulder."

Mulder grinned. For some reason he was really looking forward to seeing Scully in her new outfit.

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