Title: Spy Games
Author: Susan
E-mail: susanf34@comcast.net
Classification: vignette
Spoiler: I'm thinkin' this takes place sometime
late in season six.
Archive: No archive without permission.
Disclaimer: These characters don't belong to me.

Summary: Why do I have to be the one stuck here 
spying on them while they work on yet another 
case?
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Spy Games
by Susan
~~~~

I've never really gotten into the whole spying 
thing.

Sure, I liked sneaking around with my brother and 
spying on my older sister when we were growing up, 
but now I find the whole thing rather childish.

It's not like I'm going to learn anything about 
them that I don't already know.

So, they love each other.  Big deal.

All anyone has to do is watch them in a room 
together for five minutes, and they'd be able to 
figure it out.

But what I haven't figured out is why they haven't 
slept together yet.

Fox was an excellent lover and always more than 
eager to go another round in the sack, so it's 
got to be Dana who's holding back.

But why?

And why do I have to be the one stuck here spying 
on them as they work on yet another case?

Of course, now that I think about it, maybe that's 
why they haven't gotten together yet. As passionate 
as Fox was as a lover, he was even more passionate 
about his work, and that very well could be the one 
thing that's getting in the way of Dana taking that 
final step with him.

Still, I can't help wondering what the hell is 
taking her so long.

Fox is a beautiful, brilliant, sensitive man, and 
if I wasn't so tightly wrapped in this spider web 
of Spender's, I'd go after him again in a heartbeat.

After all, he was mine first.

Judging from all the files Fox is carrying into her
apartment right now, it looks like they're going to 
be spending the rest of the evening working on that 
Johannsen case Skinner gave them earlier today.

God, don't they ever take time off to do anything 
fun?

If Fox was taking me to my apartment, I'd knock 
those files out of his hands and have his shirt 
off before he even had a chance to close the door.

Oh well, it's her loss, I suppose.

And apparently it's mine too as I've had to waste 
yet another night spying on two people who clearly 
don't have a clue.

~~~~

"Is she gone yet?" asked Scully, her eyes taking 
in the long smooth muscles in his back as he peered
through the blinds.

He watched the dark sedan drive down the block, 
then take a right at the stop sign. Satisfied 
that she wouldn't be coming back, he turned 
around and looked at the woman waiting for him 
on the other side of the room. 

"Yeah, she is," replied Mulder, picking up the 
stack of files from the chair by the door and 
setting them on the desk.

"Come to bed," she said, her eyes never leaving 
his as she let her robe drop from her shoulders.

Quickly pulling his jeans off, he tossed them on 
the floor and slid into bed.  "I thought she'd 
never leave," he murmured as his mouth hungrily 
covered hers.


~end~

*Now you didn't really think I'd let Diana 
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Originally posted April 2004.