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AD Skinner met Scully for lunch the next day. He bought her her favourite apple tuna salad sandwich as he ate his steak sandwich and smiled nervously at her. They were sitting outside on a bench of the park nearest to the FBI building so Skinner could go straight back to work afterwards.
“What’s wring Walter? You look tense. Is there something you want to talk to me about?” Scully asked him after taking a bite of her sandwich. Skinner nodded. “I guess,” he replied. “What is it Walter? You can tell me,” Scully coaxed gently. Skinner took a deep breath. “I’ve been thinking about us, Dana, and I just want to say I think I’ve developed some very strong feelings for you,” he started nervously, trying to express himself.
Just as Scully was about to reply, her cell buzzed. She looked at it and sighed as she read the text.
‘Perfect,’ Skinner thought in annoyance about the interruption.
“So what is it?” He asked Scully. Scully sighed and shrugged. “It’s Spender. He wants to see me,” she told him. Skinner raised an eyebrow. “That’s good right? He might end your suspension,” he guessed. Scully nodded. “Or he might dismiss us entirely. You know what Spender’s like,” she said with a sigh as she stirred her coffee absent mindedly before checking her watch. “WellI hate to leave you Walter, but I got to go. What was it you were saying?” she asked as she gave Skinner her half of the bill.
Skinner smiled at her. “It’s okay Dana, we can talk about it later,” he told her. Scully nodded and kissed him on the cheek. “Thanks for lunch,” she said. “Let me know how it goes,” Skinner called after her as Scully smiled at him. She then left and Skinner looked at the empty seat across from him. He hoped Scully would be allowed to work again.