Author Name: Crystal Rating: PG Disclaimer: All characters including Walter Skinner, Fox Mulder, Dana Scully and other relations to the show X-Files are owned by Fox, 1013 Productions and Chris Carter. No copyright infringment is intended. No money is being made. All characters including Buffy Summers, Xander, Willow, Giles and other relations to the show Buffy The Vampire Slayer are owned by Warner Brothers. No copyright infringment is intended. No money is being made. With that out of the way, Enjoy the story.
A manilla folder flew across the Assistant Director's desk. He looked up to see the obviously unhappy special agent standing in front of him. "Is there a problem, Agent Mulder," Skinner demanded. "Yeah, there is. What is this crap? Drug Dealing! This isn't exactly the cases I should be working on." "Really, Agent Mulder, then what should you be working on. I haven't seen anything new from you in weeks. The government wastes enough of our citizens' money. If you can't find any of your own cases, then I'm assigning them to you. Got that. GOOD! Now, get out." Mulder, steaming over the waste of his talent and time. Stormed from Skinner's office to reconvene with Agent Scully in his basement sanctuary. MEANWHILE IN SUNNYDALE... "I can't handle this, Giles. Every night this week, I've been out slaying. Vampire this. Vampire that. When do I get a break? How many vampires are there? And forget the social life, I can't even remember what the inside of a club looks like!" Buffy's mentor, calm as always, tried to say something soothing. "Buffy, I know that it has been difficult lately. But the changing of the seasons tend to bring forth the more unsightly creatures." Unfortunately, it didn't work... "So what, these are spring vampires?" Through the library door, Willow and Xander sauntered in, hoping to find a cheery Buffy. "Ready, for Mr. Hinders exciting world of Bio..." Xander began. Unfortunately, Buffy was already storming off the premises before the sentence came out of his mouth. Giles looked at the two suprised teens and just smiled and shrugged his shoulders. It truly was a bad time of year. BACK AT THE FBI BASEMENT... "Mulder, he's right. I'm getting bored. I've even been dating," Scully sarcastically interjected. "Oh, so Frohike finally got the best of you." "Very funny, Mulder. Anyway, it would be a nice change to do something that didn't involve space travel or morphing body parts." More frustrated, Mulder began to pace around his tiny space. His eye caught a newspaper, THE SUNNYDALE GUIDE, which Scully had recieved from a college friend, sitting on top of her purse. "Look at this." Scully rolled her eyes. "It's an editoral, Mulder. A commentary. We HAVE been working on X-Files for too long." "Read it. Why's Sunnydale so wierd? Look, reports of vampires, werewolves, disappearing students, blue creatures. Pack your bags, Scully, we are off to Sunnydale." Scully sank back into her chair, wishing she had a desk on the first floor, even the roof. LATER THAT DAY... "Scully, Don't you love it. Fresh air. Beaches" Scully didn't answer, yet again bored by her partner's wild goose, or vampire chases. "This is the place, Mulder." The duo strolled into Sunnydale High, the source of the story. Scully couldn't believe that Mulder was actually following up on an article from a high school newspaper. Then again, she remembered all of the infamous tabloid stories. "Hi, can you direct me to Mr. Giles," Mulder calmy asked the secretary. She pointed him towards what appeared to be the library and Scully faithfully followed. "May I help you," Giles asked, a little suprised to see such gothically dressed people in his quaint town. "Hello, I'm special agent Mulder and this is agent Scully. We'd like to ask you about some of the strange occurrences around Sunnydale." "I'm sorry, I don't know what you are speaking of, " Giles interjected defensively. "The reports of vampires, ghosts, Blue monsters, werewolves..." "I'm sorry, I really wouldn't know about those things." "That's strange, this Miss Calander that the paper quoted directed us to you," Mulder had him now. Damn it. How was I ever attracted to such a witch. Giles thought. "Yes, well there has been a mistake. They are kids stories. Just a little fun the teens are having. Good day." Mulder looked as if he was going to ask another question, but Scully pulled him out of the library. "Mulder, this is nuts. We are going back home. I don't care if you don't want to investigate the drug case. I swear you are just doing this to ruin my love life...OUCH!" Mulder looked at his partner as a paper airplane hit her cheek. "You should of ducked." "Let's go, Mulder." "No wait!" Mulder picked up what used to be the airplane that Scully was moving to dispose of in the nearest circular filing cabinet. There was something written on it. "Meet me tonight outside your hotel." "MULDER! THIS IS A JOKE! SOME KIDS ARE GETTING THEIR JOLLIES PLAYING WITH OUR MINDS! I'M GOING HOME!" "Oh, come on Scully..." MEANWHILE... Giles looked at the agents walking away. How could this happen? The F.B.I. That's all that he needed right now. The surge of vampires. Buffy's teenage problems. Now this. Just as he thought things couldn't get any worse... "Giles, I hope you didn't mind that I directed them to you." MISS CALANDER "Yes, I do mind. Now stay out of mine and Buffy's business. You are no longer welcome by either of us." "Giles, forgive me. I thought you could use the help." "Well, you thought wrong." Giles stormed from the library, trying to think of what he would say to Buffy. BACK AT SUNNYDALE MOTOR INN Scully picked up the phone. Excited as ever, she dialed the number. She couldn't believe how wonderful her relationship was with this man. O.k., so she kept it from Mulder for a few months, what did it hurt? Well, it was almost a year now and she expected him to pop the question any day. The voice over the phone... "Hi, you have reached the abode of Mickey Frence. Please leave your name and number after the tone. Thanks for calling." Damn. She really wanted to talk to him "Hi, Mickey. Thought I'd catch you. Where are you anyways? Oh well, I love you, I'll talk to you later." Knocking at the door. Mulder. It's always Mulder. She thought for a minute about her plans to ask Skinner to transfer her from the X-Files. Mickey would love it and she loved Mickey. "Let's go, Scully," Mulder shouted as he dashed out the door. She reluctantly followed. He noticed that they were chasing what appeared to be a skinny teenager. Why didn't she just become a doctor! Eventually, they reached the graveyard and stopped. "Wait here," the masked teen stated. Scully looked around her at the dismal surroundings. The transfer looked better all the time. Suddenly, they heard rustling from behind the bushes. The next they new a blond-headed teen fly through the air, landing on top of an incredibly unsavory character. For the next ten minutes, the girl continued to stab and kick what Scully percieved were vampires. Eventually it all came to a stop. From out of the corner of her eye, Scully noticed the man she met earlier that day, with two additional teens besides him. "Mr. Giles." "You know them Giles," Buffy retorted. "Well, I was going to explain..." "How did they get here? You told them." "No, No, I assure you." "Wow, this is wierd..." Xander stated with his superior intellect. "It was me." From behind the bushes, the masked teen came forward, removing his disguise. "Oz!" Willow said with suprise. "Yeah, it's me. I was so sick of you helping Buffy every night. I wanted to get her help so I could spend more time with you. I miss you." "Oh, that's so sweet," Willow said excitely. Mulder stood there and smiled, knowing that a partnership had begun. LATER THAT NIGHT... The new friends talked over coffee and pizza. Mulder swore to continue his help, and Buffy and Giles accepted this. Willow was happy with her Oz and Xander, well Xander was Xander. As for Scully, she decided to ask for that transfer. TO BE CONTINUED