Just a Little UFO

by

Trycee

Time Line: Season 7, Between All Things and Requiem.

Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Files, this is written for fun not profit.

Scully felt around in the dark for something to put on, she was naked and the cold night air seeped underneath her covers, onto her shoulders. She could still feel the warmth of Mulder's naked body as he slept next to her, so she stretch out her arm despite the cold chill, searching in the dark for a shirt, hers or his so she wouldn't have to disturb him by switching on the motel lamp. Her hand finally landed onto Mulder's dress shirt and she slipped it on over her cold body, instantly warming from his long sleeved shirt that smelled of him. She stood up and went into the bathroom, turning on the bright hotel light that blinded her momentarily. She used the facilities and then washed her hands and scanned her neck for love bites and buttoned up his shirt, leaving one button unfastened. She heard a soft knocking sound from the other room, Mulder's hotel room but when she walked out of the bathroom, Mulder was still asleep in her bed. She opened the adjoining room door and switched on the light and gasped at the man staring back at her from the doorway. The front desk clerk stood behind him, a mischievous smile on his face, he was enjoying his view from of the beautiful red head in nothing but a work shirt.

"Uh...thank you," Skinner said, turning towards the clerk.

"No problem," the clerk smiled as he surveyed the horrified expression on Scully's face to the grim look of A.D. Skinner. Busted, the clerk thought, as he walked back to his office.

Skinner looked her up and down and cocked his head to the side, keeping his eyes focused on everything but her. But she couldn't move, she was frozen in the doorway, her hand gripped the knob so tightly her knuckles ached. She was speechless, all color was drained from her body as she stood in front of her boss, her eyes wide with terror, half naked, dressed in Mulder's shirt, her hair dis-shoveled, having just had sex with her partner as they'd been secretly having while on assignment for several months now. Before she could speak, Skinner coughed and focused on her again, though this time he was aware of her slightly exposed cleavage though he quickly refocused on her face. "Agent Scully, tell Mulder to get dressed and both of you meet me over here."

Scully's eyes darted to the floor and she backed up, closing the adjoining door behind her. Skinner sat down at the table, he could hear Mulder scream out, "Oh Shit!", and hear their rumbled footsteps as they rushed to get dressed. "I need my shirt!", Mulder screamed "Oh, shit! Shit, shit, shit!"

Skinner tapped his finger on the table and he shook his head, glancing around the obviously unused room the Bureau was paying for. It only had a few of Mulder's personal things including his suitcase but was otherwise completely untouched. Mulder opened the door and stepped out, his hair was unruly and he was buttoning up the shirt Scully had just worn. Fortunately for Skinner, his pants were already buttoned, though he hadn't put on his shoes or socks. He glanced over to Skinner to take in his mood and then scanned around his hotel room, it was obvious to anyone that he hadn't spent a single night there in the three days they were out on assignment. "Sir...I...uh...", Mulder said, his head held low, he turned towards the door where Scully had closed it so she could shower and dress. "We...ah..."

"I know what you were doing, Mulder...", Skinner said in a serious tone. "You do realize the Bureau is paying for you too to...", he said, pointing towards the bed.

"Sir...I...uh...", Mulder continued to stammered as he stood near the door, which he could run back in and slam the door behind him. "What's gonna happen, sir?"

"About the two of you?", Skinner asked. "Sit down Mulder."

The door swung open and Scully, fresh from a shower and dressed in black slacks and a blouse, her own blouse this time, came out into Mulder's room. Her eyes darted towards Skinner for a moment and then she stood behind Mulder, as if he were her shield. Mulder grabbed her hand and pulled her next to him, looking her in eyes. She nodded back and they stood in front of Skinner, his hand still in her hand. "Tell us what 's gonna happen, sir.", Mulder asked.

"You do know its against Bureau policy for you too to be...", he said, again pointing towards the bed. "I should have you pay the bureau back for every single... obviously unused hotel expense but it would bankrupt you both!"

Scully glanced over to Mulder and he returned her look. Skinner stood up, his hands on his hips, staring out at the window. "If you want me to make a decision as to whether they're will be disciplinary action taken or whether you will be reassigned..."

They both held their breathes. "I've turned my head all this time," Skinner continued. "All these years...I can keep it a secret just as much as the two of you can..."

"All these years?", Scully looked bewildered. "Sir...nothing happened between us but for a few months now..."

Skinner spun around to face them. "You don't have to explain to me..."

"No...no, really...nothing happened but a few months now," she said, glancing back to Mulder.

Skinner glanced from Scully to Mulder, he could tell they were being truthful. "That's not why I showed up here."

"Why did you show up here?", Mulder asked curtly.

"I called you both but no one answered their phones...", he said, shaking his head. "I now see why..."

Scully's cheeks turned a scarlet red and she hid again behind Mulder. "Sir...," Mulder began. "Thanks for not ratting us out..."

"I respect you too as Agents...what you do is your personal business though doing it on the Bureau's dime is not allowed, is that understood?", he said, staring directly at Mulder, the only agent he could see.

"Yes sir," Mulder answered.

"Yes sir," Scully said from Mulder's back.

"I drove here to Indianapolis from Chicago...", Skinner said, sitting back down. He had a manila folder in his hand. "I drove here when I couldn't reach you both, I thought maybe something had happened to you. I didn't realized you were in a comprising position...", he said, his own cheeks reddening as he turned from them.

Scully gripped Mulder's waist tighter as she stood there trying to compose herself. She felt like a teenager getting caught by her brother Bill and sister Melissa as she and a neighborhood boy made out behind the Erickson's house on the Naval base in San Diego when she was 15. But she was a grown woman now though getting caught with her pants down, literally, still made her feel the same way. Mulder turned slightly and gripped her hand, pulling her reluctantly out from behind him.

"Sorry, sir...we were...", Mulder said, looking toward the wall.

Skinner coughed again, he didn't know how to ease the tension in the room. "Mulder...why don't you take a shower...and I'll meet you both at the hotel's coffee shop in about 15 minutes?"

Skinner sat alone in the hotel diner sipping on a fresh piping hot cup of coffee, he was the only patron, it was too early in the morning for most people to be out but he figured they'd be streaming in any minute. Skinner also noticed the middle aged waitress was flirting with him but he was a little shaken up after seeing Scully half dressed, he couldn't get the image of her out of his mind. He had always been attracted to her but it was obviously from the beginning of his assignment as their Assistant Director that she loved Mulder. He was too old for her he reasoned, though he later found out she was actually attracted to older men until she met Mulder. But the timing was wrong anyway, he had been married to his ex-wife Sharon and it was obvious to everyone that Dana Scully was only in love with one man, Agent Fox Mulder. Skinner always admired her but he squelched his feelings and instead developed more parental feelings towards her, though he still wished he could find a woman with her qualities. His own ex-wife Sharon was very different from Scully, though they were both petite and small stature, with red hair, Scully was serious, dedicated, professional up to this point, dependable, and tender. Sharon was tender as well, but she was meek, withdrawn, and never available because of her charity work but he had to admit, he was also unavailable because of his devotion to his career. But they'd fallen out of love years before and it had ended civil and since then he'd dated a few women but he still hadn't found a woman like Mulder's Scully. He'd watched them all those years, a silent observer and he'd seen how deeply they loved eachother, how completely dedicated they were to each other and it was a relationship he envied. He certainly couldn't have that same intensity with his ex-wife Sharon. He'd loved her once in the past, but Scully had spoiled him and he wanted what Mulder had...it wasn't jealously, he told himself, it was admiration.

Both agents joined him at the diner booth, sitting down quietly, waiting for what Skinner had to say, still expecting a reprimand. He could see that Mulder had showered and was dressed in a different dress shirt and black slacks, with a black and green ufo tie and a black suit coat. Scully still looked nervous, they both did as they sat in front of him. "I'm here to discuss the case your working on...", he said, to ease their minds. He had thought they were having sex years before and was surprised at their level of nervousness around him...just a few months? He still wasn't sure if that was the truth. There was no way they could've waited that long...

"What have you turned up on this UFO sighting?", he said, watching them closely.

"We have been interviewing and so far we've come up with 20 eye witnesses."

"But still no concrete evidence," Scully said, as professionally as she could muster.

"No evidence until now," Skinner said, passing the file he held in his hand over to Mulder. "There was a body found outside Fort Wayne. Apparently the UFO was spotted here in Indianapolis and it flew to Fort Wayne where it may have dumped a body, then flew to Toledo, Ohio where it disappeared."

Mulder eagerly scanned the files. He passed the photo over to Scully. She looked surprised. "Sir...this thing doesn't look human..."

"You need to determine that, Agent Scully," Skinner said.

"This thing...its not human...", she stated again. "Its physiology...it's..."

"Its alien," Mulder announced. "Looks like they were experimenting on aliens and humans...doing a little gene splicing..."

"To create what?", she said, shocked as she stared at the pale humanoid looking creature with long 10 inch fingers and eyes that were oblong.

"A hybrid...Scully, we've seen what they do...we've seen what they create...we've seen hybrids before."

"They didn't look like this, Mulder," she said, examining the photo. "They were more human...this is more..."

"Alien. Looks like a gray..."

"I need you to find out. I need you to go straight to Fort Wayne. I need you to do an autopsy, Agent Scully. Find out what this thing is."

"How'd did you get this photo, sir?"

"I can't tell you that, " he said, standing up. "I've got to get back to Chicago. I have a meeting there. Oh...and Agents...this time keep your phones on."

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