From: TiggerFSDM@aol.com
Date: Thu, 01 Mar 2001 20:22:21 EST
Subject: A Story
Source: direct

Title - In The Basement (1/1)
Author - Grey Woman
E-Mail address - SaturnVLunar@aol.com
Rating - G 
Category - S,R,H
Spoilers - none
Keywords - Mulder/Scully romance, Mulder/Scully/Doggett friendship,
Doggett POV Summary - Mulder devises a plan that humors Doggett
and Scully(something like that) 
Disclaimer:  Don't own them, if I did I wouldn't have to write
fanfiction I could see what I thought on the screen. 

2-15-01

I could tell something was up while sitting here at my desk, formerly
Scully's. It's been almost a year since Mulder disappeared, but only
three months since he's been back. He was in the hospital for one
month, on and off for the next, and then told to stay home for another
month. Agent Scully had her baby a month and one week after Mulder was
returned, so now she only works half the time I do. Mulder has to work
only two hours without her and then he gets to go home (he's been back
at the job for a week), while I have to sit here all day.
As I was saying there was something up. Mulder kept on eyeing Scully.
Now I have been over their apartment a few times for dinner and stuff
where they're always affectionate, but at work they hardly touch each
other. Maybe it's a rule Skinner set for them so that don't take off
each others clothes like animals. Trust me I don't want to see that.
Finally Mulder seems like he's going to say something but closes his
mouth when Scully looks at him. He does his puppy dog face which I've
grown accustomed to and ignore. Every time I am over their apartment
he gives that face to her at least once. It's sickens me each time.
Anways now he gets up from their desk (I say their desk meaning they
share his desk together). And makes his way towards the middle of the
room. I am engrossed in what he is going to do and I sit there and
watch their escapades because for some reason they don't mind (except
arguements, but I wouldn't want to listen or watch those), I guess
they sorta consider me a friend. Hell, they told their kid to call me
Uncle John. So I continue watching. He sets his eyes determined at
her.

"Scully, please come here," he asks sweetly.

"Mulder I'm doing something, can it wait," she asks reading a file.

"No, it is quite of the importance that you come here right now," he
says pointing his finger at the floor.

"One second." She finishes reading and gets up heading towards Mulder.
"What?"

"Stand right here," he says positioning her standing towards their
desk. She gives me a little grin, as if to say 'what an idiot.' I
smile back at her. This is really interesting. He pulls the small,
plastic, empty (all the papers are basically on the floor from our
missed foul shots) garbage can almost right in front of her. He then
backs away a little and positions himself facing her.

"Mulder what are you doing?" She questions. He just grins and starts
walking towards her. Then as he approaches the garbage can he trips on
it, landing his lips right on hers for a long kiss. I get up from my
chair and walk towards them.

"Fine," I say. "I'll get the coffee." And as I walk out I give them a
face and hear her giggling from under his mouth. Then, as usual
halfway down the hall I hear two unison yells from our office.

"Thanks Doggett." It's gonna be a long day.