"Oops"
by mountainphile

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"Hey, Hot Mama..."  

The clink of keys signals both his arrival and intent to linger. 
Before Scully can alert him he calls, "I hope the little guy's eaten
and unlatched himself, because now it's my -- "

Halting at the edge of the kitchen, his eyes wash over the bath time
participants.  

"Mrs. Scully," he nods at Margaret, then approaches Scully as she
sluices water over the baby's strawberry wisps.  She feels Mulder's
hulking closeness behind her, knowing that from the other side of the
table her mother can't detect the familiar, provocative slide of his
hand over her hip and buttock, his fingertips teasing the soft cleft
of her ass.  All nonchalance, his breath is warm on the top of her
head when he peers down over her shoulder, at the spectacle of the
bath.

"Fox," Margaret returns with an awkward smile.  

Flushing to pinkness, Scully tilts her head against him.  "Impeccable
timing... Papa," she whispers. 

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The End