Late in the Season, by Squidgie (from the mid 1990s)<\/p>\n
This is just a really quick story that came to me and I had to
\nput together. OK to archive at MKRA\/MSSS. Please ask me if
\nit’s to go anywhere else.<\/p>\n
Feedback is much appreciated. Send to walterh@squidge.org<\/p>\n
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Assistant Director Skinner grew restless…. He paced his office, waiting
\nfor his agents to show up and give him report. They, Mulder and Scully,
\nhad been gone for two weeks in some small backwater town, investigating
\nsomething…what was it? Alien abduction? Tree creatures? He couldn’t
\nremember for the life of him. His mind was too preoccupied. Being without
\nMulder for the last two weeks had been hell. He was just getting used
\nto being with Mulder after having been alone for so long. To top it off,
\ntheir three month anniversary, which was to have been a nice dinner out
\non the town, discreet of course, ended up being a frozen TV dinner alone.
\nWalter dropped his massive frame into his chair, wondering what could be
\ntaking his lover so long.<\/p>\n
As if on cue, a shrill beep broke the silence. His hands withdrew from
\ntheir worriesome place at his temple. “Yes?”<\/p>\n
“Agents Mulder and Scully reported in a few minutes ago, Sir. Security
\njust called and let me know,” the voice of his secretary reported from
\nhis speakerphone.<\/p>\n
Walter sighed, feeling much lighter than he had just moments before.
\nHe stode to the door and thanked her on his way past her desk.<\/p>\n
A visit to the basement by the AD always seemed to turn heads, and this
\none was no different. As Walter made his way down the elevator and
\nthrough the out of the way offices and supply rooms, he always gained
\nattention. Not so, however, when he showed up at the open door to
\nthe small office in the back. His eyes glanced around the room, finally
\nsetting on the pair in a back corner. “A-hem” He announced his
\npresence to the couple.<\/p>\n
Mulder and Scully turned, finding themselves being paid a visit by their
\nboss. Mulder’s face lit up seeing Walter standing at the door, the effect of
\nhis lover’s presence showing. “Welcome back, you two.”<\/p>\n
“Thank you sir,” Mulder replied. “It’s good to be back”. His stare
\nlingered on Walter for a moment. “We’ve got some final paperwork to
\nfinish, but we’ll be up soon. The things we’ve seen….”<\/p>\n
Scully rolled her eyes back, trying to ignore the dull ache and Mulder’s
\ncomments. “Allegedly saw, Mulder” she added, leaving Mulder’s side to
\nsearch for some aspirin in her desk. Finding none, she headed for the
\ndoor, needing to find the elusive medical kit that was alleged to be
\nsomewhere here in the basement.<\/p>\n
Walter, detecting that there was just about to be another “round” of
\nsomething, dropped his gaze from Mulder and surveyed the room. “I’ll
\nsee you two upstairs” he announced. “Oh, and by the way” he added,
\nstopping Scully in her tracks, both agents attention focused on their
\nboss’ face, “In case you’d forgotten, it’s almost the end of January.
\nTake down these Christmas decorations, *please*.” Mulder and Scully
\nlooked around, seeing the lights and tinsel that had been thrown
\nhalf-heartedly around the room.<\/p>\n
As he turned to exit, Skinner was stopped by Mulder’s voice. “Sir?”<\/p>\n
“Yes, Agent Mulder?” <\/p>\n
His answer was provided not by word, but by a look. Skinner followed
\nhis lover’s eyes up, seeing a small red ribbon with a pathetic, shriveled
\npiece of mistletoe hanging from the doorway. His face blushed bright,
\nchallenging the color of the ribbon, and his eyes dove to Mulder’s, who
\nwas beaming back at him and glancing to the petite agent now also standing
\nin the doorway. Skinner dropped his eyes, locking onto those
\nof the auburn haired agent. “You know what that means. Sir.” Mulder
\nadded, egging his lover on.<\/p>\n
Never taking his eyes from Scully, he replied, “Of course I do Agent
\nMulder.” Scully bit her lower lip, and leaned up in anticipation.
\nNot to be outdone, Walter brought his massive hands to her arms and
\nsqueezed affectionatly, then turned and walked across the room, stopping
\nin front of his lover. He took Mulder into his arms, pulled him close,
\nand brought their lips together passionatly. As Mulder struggled slightly,
\nSkinner embraced him even tighter, thrusting his tongue deep into his
\nlover’s mouth, exploring every part of it.<\/p>\n
Skinner broke the kiss as abuptly as it began, and strode back to the
\noffice door. He turned back to see the shocked faces of his agents.
\n“My office, ten minutes,” he called, and took off towards the elevators.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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