Skinner followed Scott down the hall and towards the narcotics office. He
couldn't
help but watch the way her body swayed as she moved down the hall. He
shook his
head, trying to clear the dirty thoughts from his mind.
As they approached the door he stepped in front of her and held it open.
He smiled
at her as she passed by. She stopped, turning back towards him, and
smiled.
"Thank you Mr. Skinner."
Skinner blushed slightly and said, "Please, call me Walter."
She gave a nod and said, "Alright, but I insist you call me Sam."
He gave a little smirk at that and whispered, "I'd feel more comfortable
calling you
Samantha."
It was Scott's turn to blush as she replied, "Ok."
"Look, I was thinking. Maybe after we get done here, we could go somewhere
for
dinner?" As soon as he said it he wanted to take it back. He knew it
sounded
desperate.
Scott sighed and said, "Well, I've already got dinner waiting for me at
home."
"Oh, husband cooks for you, huh?" Now, he felt really, really stupid. He
came on to
a married woman.
"No. But my mother keeps me stocked up on the essential meals. You know,
the
meat and potatoes type?"
Skinner smiled with relief that she wasn't married. "Sounds good,
actually."
"Well, why don't you join me? We could work on the case."
Skinner stopped smiling abruptly. He wasn't thinking about working
tonight. He
forced himself to keep smiling. "That would be great."
xXx
Mulder sat behind his desk, combing through the files on all of the murders. He was so intent on his work that he didn't notice Scully enter with coffee for each of them. She smiled as she placed his coffee on the desk. She couldn't help but admire this man's talents as an agent. She thought that all those who made fun of Mulder as being 'Spooky' or 'off the deep end', never really got to know him and how much he dedicated himself to his work and to helping people.
She sat down and watched him work. She hoped that he could figure this killer out. Hoped that they could put an end to this madness. A shiver went down her spine as she thought of the women this man had already murdered. She thought how much each of them looked like her. Mulder had been right. She did fit the profile, but she didn't want him to know she was worried about it.
She also didn't want him to know how much this case had brought back her fear from the Pfaster case. She had thought she had put that behind her, but this case was bringing back all of those old fears. She had to be strong and forget about that. It was old news.
She was startled back to reality by a hand on her shoulder. She looked up with momentary fear in her eyes. Mulder looked down at her with concern in his,
"Scully, are you alright?"
She sighed and put on her trademark smile. "I'm fine, Mulder."
Mulder had a look of disbelief on his face as he moved back around to his chair. "I asked you a question and you didn't answer. You looked like you had something troubling you. Want to talk about it?"
She shook her head and said, "It's nothing. Just thinking about the case, that's all."
Mulder gave a nod and said, "Well, I think I've done just about all I can do here tonight. How about I drive you home so you can get some rest?"
Scully gave a nod and stood up, grabbing her coat. "I think I could use some."
xXx
Mulder sat behind his desk, combing through the files on all of the murders. He was so intent on his work that he didn't notice Scully enter with coffee for each of them. She smiled as she placed his coffee on the desk. She couldn't help but admire this man's talents as an agent. She thought that all those who made fun of Mulder as being 'Spooky' or 'off the deep end', never really got to know him and how much he dedicated himself to his work and to helping people.
She sat down and watched him work. She hoped that he could figure this killer out. Hoped that they could put an end to this madness. A shiver went down her spine as she thought of the women this man had already murdered. She thought how much each of them looked like her. Mulder had been right. She did fit the profile, but she didn't want him to know she was worried about it.
She also didn't want him to know how much this case had brought back her fear from the Pfaster case. She had thought she had put that behind her, but this case was bringing back all of those old fears. She had to be strong and forget about that. It was old news.
She was startled back to reality by a hand on her shoulder. She looked up with momentary fear in her eyes. Mulder looked down at her with concern in his,
"Scully, are you alright?"
She sighed and put on her trademark smile. "I'm fine, Mulder."
Mulder had a look of disbelief on his face as he moved back around to his chair. "I asked you a question and you didn't answer. You looked like you had something troubling you. Want to talk about it?"
She shook her head and said, "It's nothing. Just thinking about the case, that's all."
Mulder gave a nod and said, "Well, I think I've done just about all I can do here tonight. How about I drive you home so you can get some rest?"
Scully gave a nod and stood up, grabbing her coat. "I think I could use some."