Scully struggled with her flashlight a moment almost dropping it. Then the beam of light fell on his face.
"Fuck! Mulder you scared the shit out of me!" she said angrily "I could have shot your dumb ass!". Mulder towered over her, placed his hands on either side of her head, and forced her back against the door with his hips. "Sorry" he whispered in her ear "I didn't mean to scare you" the corners of his mouth twitching.
Scully put her hands on his chest and shoved him backwards. "Did you find anything?". Mulder huffed "no". "Well I heard...something, and it ran this way". Mulder shrugged his shoulders "I haven't seen anything". "Well it couldn't have just vanished into thin air".
Scully studied Mulder a moment--something was off. Then it hit her "Where's your flashlight?". Mulder reached behind him and pulled the flashlight from his back-pocket. "The batteries died". Scully sighed "I've got more in the up-stares closet".
They headed back to the hall to go up-stares and retrieve the batteries. They were half way up the stares when...'CRASH'. It came from the kitchen. They turned and raced back down the stares.
"I don't think we're alone" Mulder stated as he stared at the kitchen floor. The trash can had been knocked over and it's contents were scattered all over the floor. Scully scanned the room but whatever had done the damage had disappeared.
"Stay here, I'll go get the batteries. I'll be right back" Mulder said. "Like hell I will! your not going to leave me down here, alone, in the dark". Mulder grinned "what happened to my big, though, G-woman?". Scully pointed her finger at him "We'll see whose laughing when I'm eaten by some big-ass E.T.". "Fine" Mulder sighed "You go, I'll stay". "Fine".
Mulder watched Scully as she walked out of the kitchen and shook his head and laughed to himself. "There's nothing to be afraid of" he reassured himself. He heard Scully ascending the stares...then scrapping. His head jerking up--that defiantly wasn't Scully.
Mulder narrowed his eyes and straned his ears. More scrapping. It was coming from the other side of the kitchen. Curiosity getting the better of him, Mulder took a few hesitent steps toward the noise.
There was silence and he paused. More scrapping. He skirted the island and was over halfway to the opposite side. Another break in the noise and he stopped. It started again and with a few steps he was only a few feet way from the pantry door.
'Chiiiirp'
Then Mulder felt something brush across the front of his legs. Instinctively he kicked and a foul odor filled his nostrils.
Scully was digging in an endless box filled with junk, she still hadn't found the batteries. Then with a roar the lights came back to life. Scully looked up and sighed "thank God". She stood and closed the closet door.
"SCULLY!"
Scully stiffened at his cry and then bolted down the stares. She almost tripped on the last step but recovered. She ran into the kitchen, then stop dead. "Oh my God!" she gagged and covered her mouth and nose with her hands.
Mulder stood motionless against the wall, staring at the floor a few feet in front of him. Scully dared to step closer and peered around the island.
There, hair brisaled, tale up, tine teeth bared, was a skunk.
Scully's eyes darted around looking for something. "Don't move". "No problem" Mulder said out of the corner of his mouth. "We need to get it out of the house" Scully thought out-loud. Mulder rolled his eyes "you thing!".
"Maybe I can throw a blanket or something over it" Scully suggested "you need to distract it". "How the hell am I supposed to do that?". "Food?" Scully turned an grabbed a small vine of grapes from the fruit bowl on the counter and carefully tossed it to Mulder.
"Let me get a blanket". Mulder nodded. What seemed like hours later Scully returned to the kitchen blanket in hand. "OK, throw some grapes on the floor and I'll try to catch it" Scully said taking a deep breath, then gagged again.
Mulder tossed two grapes to the side so Scully could sneak up on it. The skunk took the bait. Just a few steps and she'd have him...or her. She leaned forward slightly ready to pounce.
It all happened in slow-motion. As she was coming down with the blanket, the skunk cocked it's tale and fired. She fell on top of it, gathered the blanket around it and flipped it over forming a sack. She carried it to the back door and tossed the blanket and all out and shut the door quickly.
The Phone rang and when Scully walked back into the kitchen she could hear Mulder talking to someone. "Yes, it's back on, thanks" and he hung up. "Who was that?". "Power company. Said there was a power surge, knocked out a few blocks, just calling to make sure everyone's power was back on". "They have great timing" Scully said sarcastically.
An hour later
"Stop squirming" Scully demanded. "Well, it feels weird and it's cold" Mulder protested. They stood in the shower dripping from head to toe in tomato past. Mulder grinned, grabbed Scully around the waist and pulled her against him, so her back was pressed to his front. "So..." he asked running his hands over her stomach and moving upward "this turn you on?".
Scully leaned into him and bit her lower lip "maybe...if you didn't smell like Pepi LaPu". Mulder chuckled "Uh huh, and you smell like roses?". He cupped her breast and massaged them gently and she sighed contentedly, reaching back and wrapping her arms around his neck.
Mulder's right hand found it's way back down her ribcage, back over her stomach, and paused just below her navel. Scully groaned disappointed and she felt him smirk against her shoulder.
"I wonder if this will clog?" Scully thought out loud. "Ah!". Scully looked back over her shoulder "what?". "I'm back here tryingto get my groove on and your worried whether or not tomato past is going to clog the shower" Mulder said indignantly. Scully raised her eyebrows in mock surprise. "Is that what you were doing?"
Scully turned around, a wicked smile on her face. Mulder gulped and then groaned when he felt her small hand wrap around him. She stood on her tiptoes, her free hand on his shoulder for support and kissed him. She came back down, still holding him, teasing him with her fingers. "How 'bout we shower off and if you smell any better I might consider not making you sleep on the couch".
Mulder groaned again and retained enough brain function to say "your sadly mistaken if you think there will be any sleeping involved".
Scully stopped her slow torture and before Mulder could open his eyes, he hear the click of the shower being turned on and cold water hit him full force.
FIN
A/N: OK, I hope y'all liked it. If you didn't...mmm...better luck next time. please review, let me know if I should write more or just stop torturing people.