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Water Sportsby Sheryl Martin
Throwing his head back with a gasp, Fox Mulder looked up at the clock as he tread water. Ten seconds over his best time... ah, well. Wiping the excess water from his face with one hand, he grinned. With a swift twist he turned to look at the rapidly-filling pool in front of him. Although he had tried to avoid the peak times the Bureau's indoor pool would be used; he still ended up in the middle of a crush by the end of his allotted time. As he stretched out his arms along the cement ledge, Fox smiled at the number of women filling the water. Suddenly he had a thought... Taking a deep breath, he ducked underwater and opened his eyes.
Scanning the bodies and legs of the female agents as he looked across the pool, he could easily identify some already. Agent Henderson; in a gloriously tight blue one-piece. Agent Leblanc; a little heavier from last month's meeting... maybe those rumours about her being pregnant were true. Agent Pearson in a most delicious scarlet swimsuit... He popped up for a refill of air; then resumed his woman-watching.
Ah... the new Academy graduates. Suddenly his recent birthday rang in his ears; reminding him of the years between them and himself. But he could still look - and act if he wanted...
Oh, my... A nubile figure in a slim dark purple number swam by. With a smile he caught view of a lovely set of legs attached to a jade bikini coming his way... Extreme possibilities, indeed... A firm hand grabbed ahold of his hair; pulling him to the surface with a rough yank.
"Mulder..." The owner of the dark green number put her face to his. "You ever hear of sexual harassment?"
Sputtering water out of his mouth; he shook his head. "Scully... I was just... just working on increasing my lung capacity in case I ever need to hold my breath for a long time." He could see this was not going over.
"Why don't you demonstrate this skill for me?" Without warning she plunged his head back underwater; keeping a solid grip in his hair.
Unable to get a full lungful before going down; Fox hovered for only a few seconds before trying to push himself back up - and meeting a firm resistance. All right... Reaching forward, he put his hands behind her knees and pulled forward; yanking them out from under her.
Flying backwards, Dana let go as she hit the water with a splash. Flailing madly for a second, she reached out to grab anything within grasp...
... And found herself staring into Fox's face; her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms around his neck in a most scandalous way...
"Talking about sexual harassment..." He smirked, noting the glances other agents were tossing their way. Resting his hands lightly on her waist, he motioned towards the other swimmers with his eyes, watching and enjoying her reaction.
Quickly pulling away from him, she regained her balance a few feet away; feeling the burning in her face as he grinned at her. "Mulder..." Looking around in a slight panic, she watched as the men nodded and winked at her partner; a silent thumbs-up from the assembled male section of the Bureau. Throwing her hands up, she turned and kicked water in his face as she headed for the furthest point of the pool.
"See you later, Scully." He watched until she was a good distance away, then ducked under the water again. Oh, yes... lovely legs...
*********************"No matter where you go, there you are..." - Buckaroo Banzai