Disclaimer: Go eat tinfoil
A/N: I got this idea from a little snippet of Law and Order SVU. I was reinspired to write it when Julia watched the episode. Small world, yo diggity.
I can't believe this ever happened,
I didn't think it ever could,
I'm the author of sappy love songs,
Trading in my bachelorhood.
Something snapped deep inside me,
Something that somebody said,
I felt the brush of angels wings then,
Your voice echoed in my head.
Mulder sighed and looked at the clock, rubbing his eyes with the heels of his hands. He hated being stuck behind a desk all day, especially when a meeting with Skinner was coming. Scully had been kind of quiet all day, her bottom lip clamped between her teeth as she concentrated on her paperwork. Normally he would have worried about her silence, but today she just seemed content.
"Hey Scully?"
"Yeah?"
"We've got that meeting."
"You go ahead. I'll be there in a minute."
"I can wait."
"No, with the way you dilly-dally I'll probably beat you there anyway. I just need to finish up this one thing."
"Alright. I'm going to take the files."
She nodded and he made his way upstairs, trying to not get distracted by things like interesting conversations in the hallways, and managed to get to Skinner's office three minutes early. He sat on the couch and played with his tie, examined his hangnails and retied his shoes, waiting for Scully to get there. She was never late for a meeting, so when 3:00 came and went, he started to get worried. He stood up from the couch and motioned to Kim that he was going outside. As soon as he opened the door he could hear her voice. It was light and had a pinch of laughter in it, and he could imagine the look on her face before he even saw her. She was standing in the middle of the hallway, talking to a man he placed as Agent Peters. He'd seen them talking a lot lately, in the hallways or in the copy room. He'd had a suspicion that something was going on between them, but up until now he hadn't been able to confirm it.
Scully had her hand on Agent Peter's lapel, and he knew that had they been in a private place, they would have been standing less than a foot apart.
He cleared his throat gently and Scully whipped her head in his direction, her face coloring as they made eye contact.
"Mulder."
"Hey. We've got that meeting with Skinner…"
"Oh, yeah. I'm sorry."
She gave Agent Peters a little smile and followed Mulder into the office.
"So Scully-"
"We'll talk later."
"I was going to ask if you finished what you were working on."
"Oh. Yeah. I did."
He gave her a smirk, but one that turned to a frown as she walked into the office in front of him. He sat down in the chair across from Skinner's desk, his stomach twisting into knots. He'd never liked seeing Scully with other men, especially not in a romantic way. Of course, he couldn't let her know that. He sighed audibly and Skinner and Scully looked at him. Bad timing.
"Agent Mulder, something to add?"
"No sir."
"Very well. I'd like you to get in touch with the proper authorities and write me a report on your conclusions. We'll talk tomorrow."
He dismissed them and they walked down the deserted hallway to the elevator. Scully didn't meet his eyes and it wasn't until they got to the office that he felt he could say something.
"How long have you been dating him?" he blurted out. She paused halfway to her chair and stared at him.
"I'm not… dating him."
"Oh really."
"I mean we've gone on a few dates."
"That's dating."
"We're seeing each other, not dating."
"Scully."
"It's not serious. He hasn't even come in for coffee yet."
"Scully."
"About a month."
"Why didn't you say anything?"
"I don't know. It's none of your business."
"I know, but… we're friends. I just assumed…"
"You're right. I should have said something. I just didn't know how. I know how you get. You worry about me and maybe I just didn't want to… I don't know."
"Does he treat you right?"
"Yeah."
"He makes you laugh?"
"Yes."
"Then I'm not worried. He just better know how lucky he is."
"Mulder…"
"What? Fair warning."
She smiled and turned back to her work while he sat down in the chair, suddenly very gloomy. He'd never seen that spark in her eye before. She was a goner for this guy. And there was nothing he could do about it.
Ugly Day the sun is shining,
Every cloud's got a silver lining.
Ugly day the skies are blue,
Now every day is ugly without you.
