A/N: This is my first MSR story, hm, it's my first X-files story as well, hope you'll like it
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for the story and idea.
Summary: Just a simple fun, fluff story, about our two favorite agents, Mulder and Scully.
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Scully walked into the office, in one hand she was holding her purse, and in the other one she was holding a brown paperbag. She walked towards her desk and signed as she saw the large bunch of paper perfectly piled on it. She laid her purse and bag on the floor by the desk, as she slumped down in the chair, closing her eyes and trying to work against the headache she felt like she was about to get. " Agent Scully " She heard a familiar voice say, as she opened her eyes and saw Mulder walking into the office, a goofy smile on his face as he waved two tickets in the air. Suddenly her head felt a little better, she had completly forgotten about the trip to Californien, it would be so nice to get away from work for a while. She smiled slighlty at the thought, but her smile faded as she her eyes darted to the pile of documents infront of her. ' Help me God..' she thought heavily to herself as she once again signed.
Mulder didn't seem to notice though, as he sat by his desk, reading a sportsmagazine. " Hey, haven't you work to do Mulder? " Scully asked, rolling her eyes as he didn't answer her, his focus on the magazine. " Mulder! " She said, louder this time. But but his eyes never left the magazine. ' Unbelievable ' She thought, as she stood up from her desk, walking towards Mulder and riping the magazine right out of his hands, his eyes wide and his mouth forming a ' o ' as he looked at her, confusion all over his face.
She smiled inside. " Now will you listen to me? " He stared at her, his eyes becoming the normal size again as his mouth was opening and closing like a fish gasping for air. " Scully! You didn't have to rip my magazine out of my hands just to talk to me, couldn't you just have said what you were suppose to say while you sat by your desk? " He asked, still a bit confused by her sudden act. Scully gave him a angry glare before throwing his magazine on the desk. " Thank you " He said, as he picked it up and began to read it once again, ignoring her glares.
" Haven't you work to do Scully? Instead of coming to my desk and stealing my magazines? " He added as he looked up at her, then pointing to the the pile of papers on her desk. She faked a smile. " You better go to the doctor Mulder " The she walked off, now smiling a real smile as she sat down by her desk, looking at Mulder across from her. " Why's that? " He asked, just as confused as before, but knowing that she was up to something. " So they can clean the dirt out of your ears, that's why, but mabye it isn't dirt..." She pretended to think. " ...mabye it's hair " Mulder bit on his pen, watching her, trying to find out what was bothering her.
" Geez, someone woke up one the wrong side of the bed today " He commented, knowing he would get a evil glare back in return. Scully looked up from the paper she was working on and simply glared at him, what she didn't know was that he was smiling inside. ' That's my Scully ' He thought. Scully signed, she was tired, and it felt like she was going to have a headache after all. Now she had to put out with Mulder's comments about her mood for the last our, until it was lunch. ' Mabye I'll have to skip it ' She thought, she did have a lot of work to do.
She placed her left hand on her forehead, rubbing it slowly, trying to calm down. " Are you alright Scully? " Mulder's worried voice came from the other side of the room. " Yeah, I'm fine " She lied, trying to put up a smile, but she knew Mulder wouldn't believe her anyways. Mulder shook his head lighlty, knowing Scully, if she said she was fine, she wasn't. He stood up from his desk, walking towards her. Scully couldn't help but smile softly, he was always so worried about her, trying to take care of her as good as he could. She liked that. But sometimes it could go a little overboard. She watched as he sat down on his knees infront of her, his worried eyes looking at her, studying her. " You're not fine Scully " He simply said, placing a warm hand on her shoulder. She tried to shrug of the chills she got from the touch of him. " It's just a light headache Mulder " She lied, again. She felt like her head was going to explode any second, but she wouldn't let that show.
Mulder smiled at her, rubbing her shoulder lighlty. " You should go home Scully, get some rest, before our trip " The thought of going home, taking a nice warm bath, have some wine, made her smile. But it faded. " No, I can't Mulder. I have tons of work to do and Skinn- " She was interrupted by Mulder, his hand against her mouth. " I'll take care of it " He said, smiling at her shocked expression. His hand went from her mouth down to her hand on the desk, placing his above hers, giving it a gentle squeeze. ' Damn you chills ' she thought. " No Mulder, I can't let you do that, it's...to much, uh ...well " She didn't know what to say, she felt dizzy and warm. Mulder smiled at her. " Wow, Agent Dana Scully, speechless, that's a first " She didn't respond, she just closed her eyes, trying to hold back tears. God, she hated to be so weak, so helpless.
" Come on Scully, I'll drive you home " Mulder said, as he helped her up. She smiled at him, then she picked up her purse and bag from the floor, walking towards the door, with Mulder's hand on her lowerback.