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