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He picked up his ringing office phone and held it to his ear. “Skinner.”
His secretary responded quietly, “Sir, it’s Agent Scully on the line, she says she needs to speak to you.”
Skinner slid his chair away from his desk and looked out his window to the snow storm outside, “Patch her through.”
Mild fuzz greeted him before Scully’s voice broke through. “A.D., Sir, my plane’s been grounded in an airport in Pennsylvania. Wanted to let you know before I called Mulder to come pick me up.”
Skinner mulled the information before responding, “Mulder’s been asked to profile a case for the Washington office, he’ll be unable to pick you up.”
The other end of the line was silent. “Well sir, I guess I’ll rent a car then.”
The A.D. glanced at his clock before making his decision. “I’ll pick you up instead Scully. It’ll be fine. I have to clock out soon anyway, and I have nothing to do this Friday night.”
Scully quickly interjected, “No Sir, its fine! I can easily find someone else to-”
The Assistant Director cut her off, “No Agent Scully, it’s fine; I’ll be at your airport in five hours. Entertain yourself till then. Goodbye.”
Skinner grabbed his suit jacket and slipped it on before heading to the door and grabbing his winter jacket off the coat hook. He would need it, it seemed, the snow was coming down heavy tonight.
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Scully sighed as she hung up the payphone she had been using. So, the A.D. was coming to pick her up. The same A.D. Skinner that Mulder and she had been arguing about. His insistence to tell Skinner her ‘feelings’ had grated her nerves to a nervous pulp.
She didn’t have ‘feelings’ per se.
She appreciated the man’s build, the sturdiness of his chest and arms. The few times he had been shirtless around her, Scully took notice.
She also took notice of the wedding band the man wore on his finger. She wasn’t a dumb woman. Even if she did have these so called, ‘feelings’ for The A.D., she would never act on them, not when he was a married man. Even if his marriage had been slightly on the rocks lately. And he hadn’t been wearing his ring.
Not that she noticed. Because she didn’t. Because that would be absurd.
She took a seat on one of the provided chairs in baggage check and pulled her trench coat tight around her.
It was going to be a long five hours.
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Skinner pulled his car into the deserted pick up drop off lane, the airport seeming to have shut down for the night due to the weather.
He picked up his cellphone to call her when he heard a light tap on his trunk. Assuming it was her, he popped it.
He heard luggage being put into the trunk and unlocked his doors.
His passenger side opened and voila, there was the fire headed woman who had been on his mind the past 5 hours of his trip.
Skinner glanced at the woman as she got in the car and quickly freed herself from her jacket.
“Agent Scully, glad to see you’re ok.”
She nodded and smiled, turning her face to the man in the driver’s seat, “A bit frostbitten maybe, but alright. So glad the car is warm though Sir.”
He nodded and slid the car into drive, his wind shield wipers doing their best to keep the flurry of snow from clouding his vision.
“Had a good trip I assume?”
She nodded, turning back to face the windshield, “Yes Sir. Quite good. Although, I left my laptop in my apartment, so a tad boring.”
He grunted an affirmative response.
Scully turned her head to look outside her window watching the heavy snow flurry beat against the car. “I’m sorry you had to drive all the way down here in this awful snow Sir. Thank you for picking me up.”
Skinner glanced at Scully out of the corner of his eye quickly, “Sure Scully. Anytime. But, seeing as this is going to be an awfully long trip, why don’t you drop the formalities for now. We’re not in the office. Just call me Skinner. Or Walter. Whatever you’re more comfortable with.”
Scully turned to the A.D. and smiled, “Sure Skinner, Sir. I don’t mind.” Scully’s cheeks reddened slightly and she allowed her eyes to linger a might longer than normal on the Skinner’s face.
As she turned away, Skinner kept his features schooled into calm disinterest. He knew his attitude wasn’t the most conducive to conversation, but he had a lot on his mind.
Scully being the foremost thing. The only thing.
He had her, in his car, alone with him. The woman he had thought about endlessly. The one he hoped would understand the one he could talk to the way he had never been able to talk to his own wife.
His own wife who had finally grown tired of the promises, the empty bed, the cold shoulder after his nightmares awoke her, and inevitably himself.
She had given up, as he had long ago.
So he had signed the papers this time around, and he had been lonely. No more lonely than before she had left, just more aware of it now.
And here he was, in a car alone with the woman he thought would be able to cure his loneliness, to finally understand him, the woman he wanted so badly to let in. To let behind his walls of self-loathing.
And he was being cold, and closed off.
Good job Walter. Grade A.
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She sat quietly and looked out her window. The A.D.- Skinner, she corrected herself, seemed preoccupied and not too talkative.
That was just fine with her. She had things to mull over herself.
She glanced over and gave her boss a quick once over, her heart giving a jump when she noticed the empty ring finger.
Best not to get any ideas into her head.
“I see the way he looks at you Scully. He wants your eyes on him. He wants your attention. You think I don’t notice how you perk up when he stops by, or when he calls. I’m not daft Scully, nor am I blind. He wants you, just shoot for it.”
She mulled her partner’s words, knowing how dangerous they could be. If she let her hopes up, it would only hurt all the more when she got let down.
Even though Skinner would let her down gently. He seemed like the gentle kind of guy. Gentle cuddling, gentle words. He knew how big he was, knew his strength. He could control himself perfectly with those muscles and his sharp mind.
If she asked enough, assured enough, he would probably be less gentle.
If she begged enough, he might even be rough with her.
Her last thought sent a shiver down her back and a tingle in between her legs.
She glanced at Skinner and another shiver rippled down her spine.
Oh, if she kept these thoughts up, it really would be a long car ride.
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Skinner watched Scully shift for the fourth time in less than thirty minutes. They were only an hour into the trip, if she was getting antsy now, they might have a problem.
He glanced over at the Agent giving her a quick once over, for his own thoughts and memory as much to check to see if she was doing ok. She seemed a bit perturbed, shifting a bit once more, crossing her legs. Her bare legs. She usually wore stockings. Odd. And a skirt, in this weather? Was she trying to freeze.
Or maybe she was trying to impress Mulder. Dress nice and sexy for her partner coming to pick her up from her flight.
His hands clenched and knuckles turned white on the steering wheel. He clenched his jaw and kept his eyes strictly on the road now.
“Ok there Scully? I know you’ve been sitting a lot today, but it’s not as if I can just pull over for you to walk around. Sorry.”
She smiled and looked at him, “No need to worry Sir, er, Skinner. Just a bit tired.”
He nodded, eyes steadily on the road now.
She noticed the way his knuckles turned white clutching the steering wheel.
“Are you tired Skinner Sir? I can take over if you are.”
Skinner gave a quick jerk of his head, “No Agent Scully. It’s fine.”
Scully kept her eyes on the A.D. “Sir, if we’re being so formal, please call me Dana. And if I may be so forward, may I call you Walter?”
His eyes slid to her once more, lingering on her face, but avoiding her eyes. Her stormy grey eyes. The ones that could pull him deep into their tidal wave depths if he let them.
“You may, Dana.” His eyes slid back to the road, but not before witnessing a smile on Scully’s face.
“Thank you Walter.” Her smile stayed for a while longer, and even when it did face from her face, her lips remained tilted slightly, clinging to the happiness he had afforded her.
“So Walter, how’s your wife?”
His knuckles turned white again, his grip on the steering wheel tightening, “We finally divorced. Four months ago.”
Scully looked surprised, then slightly ashamed, “I’m sorry Sir. I didn’t think. I shouldn’t have asked. I’m so sorry.” Her face turned as red as her hair and she looked down to her lap, feeling like a shamed child.
She didn’t know why, but Skinner’s disapproval did this to her. She wanted to make him happy, proud even. A weird twisted version of a father figure.
He looked over to his agent and her down turned face, “It’s ok Scully. Dana. You didn’t know.” He unclenched his hands and relaxed his shoulders. He saw her nod and keep her head lowered to her lap and her nervously fluttering fingers.
He debated with himself for all of ten seconds before he allowed his hand to fall from the steering wheel and lay itself on her thigh, “Really Dana, it’s fine.” He turned to look at her and she looked up to him, their eyes meeting.
His face broke out into a calm smile, tame and endearing.
His smile brought one of her own to her face.
He turned back to the road, his hand staying on her thigh seemingly absentmindedly.
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Scully kept her hands in her lap, clueless as to what to do about Skinner’s hand on her thigh. He large hand covered a good amount of skin and it burned through the one layer of her skirt and straight into her skin, marring her thoughts.
His hand. He didn’t move it. This has to be absent minded, this can’t be anything else but absent minded.
Walter’s mind was somewhere else, far from the road.
Her leg’s so warm. She hasn’t pushed my hand away yet, so she can’t hate this. She might just be tolerating it. You’re her superior, she’s not going to just slap your hand away when you have another three hours on the road together. Get yourself together Walter. You’re crazy for trying this.
As Skinner’s resolve broke down and he was about to remove his hand back to the steering wheel, Scully moved one hand from her lap and laid it casually atop Skinner’s. She tilted her head away from Skinner and looked out her window.
Skinner’s heart skipped a beat, then came back tenfold, the beating so loud he was sure Scully must hear it.
She laid her hand on mine. This wasn’t a mistake, this was on purpose. She’s touching my hand. Oh fuck man, get it together, you’re not sixteen again.
But his body disagreed. The warmth of Scully’s hand burned his, her skin searing him through her skirt and his palm, and through the back of his hand, causing an intense sensation of jelly arm and heart arrhythmia.
He couldn’t keep a small hope from his eyes as he glanced at her. She seemed perfectly distracted, looking out her window, her face calm.
He had been through Vietnam. He had been a Prisoner Of War, he was a brave man, he knew this, he had proved it to himself countless times, he could do this.
Keeping his eyes on the road, he turned the hand in Scully’s lap onto its back, and slid his large fingers through her petite ones.
She allowed his fingers to slide through her then closed her fingers around his as much as she could, holding his hand.
She tilted her head to look at Skinner’s face and she watched him carefully before he glanced over to see her, a smile laid upon her lips gently and he broke into a smile too.
The car gave a jerk to the left and a lurch and then ceased to move.
Skinner pulled his hand out of Scully’s at the car’s jerk and planted his palm on the steering wheel, his face serious.
As the car slowed and halted, the engine kept running, keeping the agents warm.
Skinner looked over at Scully, her face showed mild surprise before a laugh bubbled up and out of her mouth, happy and surprised.
It wasn’t long before Skinner was laughing too.
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AN: Hi! So, this is my first story in quiiite a while. This is only Chapter 1! There will be more, promise. And there will be smut, promise! Please review! Let me know how I'm doing! If you hate it, love it, see problems, or anything, let me know! Until next time!
Maripose~
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