Title: A Little Night Music
Author: Susan 
E-mail: susanf@ticnet.com or filesfan34@yahoo.com
Classification: vignette
Keyword: MSR
Archive: Anywhere, just ask first please.
Disclaimer: These characters belong to each other,
not me.

Author's notes: It's no secret that I miss Mulder 
terribly, but another thing I really miss is the
sexual tension between Mulder and Scully, particularly 
when they're bantering back and forth with each other
about whatever subject they happen to be talking about.  
I wrote this for myself, but I also wrote it for all 
of you who also miss seeing the same thing...

Summary: Mulder, Scully, a stakeout, and some crickets.
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A Little Night Music
by Susan 
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Mulder parked the car across from the old warehouse 
and turned off the headlights. Two crickets immediately 
hopped onto the windshield.

"Looks like we got some help on our stakeout, Scully."

Tapping on the glass with his knuckles, he smiled at 
the black duo now crawling one right after another 
across the left side of the window.

"I thought you hated insects, Mulder," she said, 
raising her eyebrow.

He popped a sunflower seed into his mouth and cracked 
it open.  "I do, but crickets are okay, I guess."

"Oh...and why is that?"

He likes it when she questions him on everything, 
although he's never come right out and told her
that he does. 

"I think it's that whole rubbing their legs together 
thing," he replied, spitting out the shell and 
launching it out his open car window. "You gotta 
admit it's pretty cool, Scully."

She's always found his childlike exuberance endearing, 
although she's never come right out and told him she 
feels that way. 

"A lot of insects are able to make sounds with their 
bodies, Mulder."

"I know, but crickets are the only ones that can 
make *music*."

Satisfied with his observation, he popped another 
seed into his mouth and rested his head against 
the back of the seat.

"Mulder, you amaze me."

He rolled the seed around in between his teeth. "Is 
that a good thing?" he asked, his voice low and 
seductive.

She tried not to look at his mouth, but even in the 
dim light of the car, she couldn't help but be drawn 
to what his tongue was doing at the moment.

"It's a good thing," she answered as she awkwardly
uncrossed her ankles, then re-crossed them.

With his head still pressed against the headrest, 
he turned his head to look at her.  "How so?"

His answer caught her off guard, and yet she had
expected it.  It was what he did...catching her
off guard, challenging her with his thoughts and
questions.

It's also what she liked about him.

Among other things.

She uncrossed her ankles again and turned her 
body towards him. "Most people would look at 
these two crickets and see two bugs that needed 
to be swatted away or squashed, but you see
something different, or in this case, you *hear*
something different.  You're able to see the 
possibilities in everything, Mulder...and I 
like that."

"So I guess what you're saying is I'm turning 
you on right now," he stated matter of factly 
as he looked over at her out of the corner of 
his eye.

"Maybe," she replied as she tried her best to 
keep her attention focused on the two crickets 
crawling across the windshield instead of looking 
at him.

"Well, that's good to know," he said, sitting up 
just enough so that he could spit his used shell 
out the window. 

"I think so," she said simply.

She looked at him then and smiled.

He smiled back.

He casually slid his hand over to her side of the 
car and offered it to her.

She took it.

"You know Scully, I could go for a little Elvis
right about now.  Do you think if we ask them 
nicely, they'll give us a free concert?" he asked, 
leaning forward and tapping the windshield with
his left hand.

Both crickets immediately scurried over to Scully's 
side of the window, this time crawling side by side. 

Gently squeezing his hand, she looked over at him,
and replied, "Anything's possible."


~end~

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