Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters (quite unfortunate). They all belong to Mr. Chris Carter, FOX and 1013 productions (and whatever company/people I'm missing here).
Spoilers: No spoilage. Don't worry. Oh, but it happened. Then again, trust no one.
Characters: Fox "Spooky" Mulder, Dana Scully, Walter Skinner, Diana "The Fowl One" Fowley, Alex "Ratboy" Krycek
Shipperage: Ahh… that would be spoiling. I'll leave that up to your imagination.
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Fox Mulder slammed the door to A.D. Walter Skinner's office open but stopped moving shortly after that. Skinner and his partner, Scully, both had their heads turned towards the door with identical scowls on their faces.
"Sorry, am I late for the party?" he asked lightheartedly in hopes of bringing peace. He stepped in and closed the door, not before giving the secretary, who was staring at him with pursed lips, a sheepish smile.
"I will not tolerate you being late morning meetings anymore, Agent Mulder," Skinner said, his voice hard and unwavering.
"Sorry, sir. I won't be tomorrow."
"You better not. Sit down." With that, Skinner skimmed through the folder on his desk and questioned them on their latest case.
Dana Scully noticed, whilst being interrogated, that her partner wasn't really paying much attention. His eyes, somewhat tired looking, seemed to wander around the room whenever Skinner had his head down. It was as if he was hiding something from the two people he trusted the most. But then again, she had a little secret of her own also. Just the thought of him sent her blushing like a schoolgirl caught writing a love letter.
"… Scully? Scully, are you feeling all right? You look a bit flushed."
The sound of Mulder's voice sent her spiraling back to earth, where she swallowed hard as her eyes focused on the present. Mulder was standing in front of the door facing Skinner's desk. She turned back to Skinner, who was staring at her. "Are we, uh, are we done?"
Skinner nodded and stood up. Following Scully to where Mulder was standing he said, "Perhaps you two should get some more sleep. Or actually, maybe you," he pointed to Scully, "should get some more sleep, and you, Mulder, should sleep less."
Mulder and Scully looked at each other, then back at their boss before exiting. But before the door closed, Mulder poked his head back and spoke to Skinner's retreating back, "I-I think I should sleep more too, sir." And then the door snapped shut.
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A/N: Short, I know, more to come for sure!