Writer: Kimi Smith

Rating: Oooo, PG-13 for violence.

Notes: Die Fowley, Die. Oh and I have a problem with sarcasm as in I use it all the time. Take the whole story like that.

Archive: Like anyone would want to. Oh, anywhere.

Disclaimer: a la Pheobe, "Not mine, not mine, not mine..."

Warning: Lots of Fowley Bashing so no warnings *g*

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Diana Fowley smiled as she walked towards Fox Mulder and Dana Scully.

"Fox!" she greeted Mulder, completely ignoring Scully. Mulder nodded cooly at her and Scully glared icicles.

"God, I see why they call you the 'Ice Queen'!" Fowley smiled, thinking her 'joke' was funny.

Mulder and Scully didn't. The Fowl was puzzled.

"Well, see you later," she smiled at them and walked off.

Mulder turned to Scully.

"Next time," he nodded. Her expression showed her agreement.

The next few days passed nicely for Fowley. She kept getting Brownie points with other agents. She was a little pissed off that Skinner was yet to fall for her charms and give her a promotion but other than that, she was feeling very happy.

She hadn't seen Fox and that Scully woman for a few days. Since the last time she saw Scully she had been thinking hard about nick-name to give her. She had finally (after hours of careful thought) come up with the very original name of, Bonehead. Scully.....Scull.....Skull....Bone....bonehead.

Her hard work had paid off, it was a wonderful name. At least she could do that, there was no way that Bonehead could ever come up with a name for her. She smiled to herself. Showed how much cleverer she was.

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In another office:

"Haven't seen the Fowl One for a while," Scully obserbed.

"Don't say that, Scully, she hasn't done it yet!" Mulder defended Fowley.

"Oh, quit defending her already!" Scully frowned irritably.

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FBI Corridor

"Cats that fly?!" Scully raised her eyebrows, "Really?"

"Yeah, someone reported them!" Mulder ginned," I seem to remember some flying toads one time... or were they falling?"

"Parachuting," Scully said refering to the witch-craft case a few years back. Mulder smiled.

"Look who it is," Scully siad, breaking the mood as Diana Fowley walked towards them.

"Fox!" she greeted Mulder.

"Attack!!!!" shouted Mulder and he and Scully pounced on the unsuspecting Diana Fowley.

Several Agents looked on in wonder, none trying to help Fowley, all hoping that Mulder and Scully would do away with her.

Finally Kersh arrived and pulled Mulder and Scully away from the Fowl. She was hardly recognisable (a considerable improvement) except for the ugly, characteristic twist in her lips.

A cheer went up from all the Agents (except Kersh) when Skinner bent down and announced she was dead.

Then, as they watched in wonder, Fowley's body disintegrated (like the aliens in First ave).

"My god, Mulder, you were right!!!! There are aliens and *she's* one!!!!"

Mulder stared at her for a second before he grabbed her in a painfully tight hug as he planted a smacker on her lips.

"6 Years for you to say that!!!" he grinned.

"6 Years for you to do that!" Scully grinned and kissed him.

As their kiss deepened, another cheer went up from the agents around Fowley's death scene. Mulder and Scully were *finally* together....

.....and most agents had just won Money from the FBI bookie......

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