TITLE:  Perks
AUTHOR:  mountainphile
EMAIL:  mountainphile@yahoo.com
URL:  http://www.geocities.com/mountainphile
RATING:  PG
Written for Scullyfic's "Scully in 155 words"
SPOILERS:  None
DISCLAIMER:  Not mine, just playin' around with
'em

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"Get over there, you worthless piece o' --"

Overhearing, Mulder grimaces, turns to the agent
beside him at the sting site.  "That your
partner?"

"Yeah."  Robinson exhales, scratches his head.
"Four years.  Maybe four too many."

The two men stand aside, scanning the mission
aftermath.  One dead, three in cuffs.

"Haven't seen you in ages," comments Robinson.
"Still down in the basement?"

"Absolutely."

"Feel sorry for you, Mulder.  Stuck with the
dregs, huntin' wackos and aliens."

"It has its perks."

Nearby, a small figure halts the gurney.  Red
hair shimmers, shielding her face.  "Wait!"  She
speaks with authority.  "I need to check --"
Yanking open the bag, she snaps on latex, probes
the bloody damage with knowledge and economy
before nodding and re-zipping.

"Shit," Robinson whispers.  "Sharp little lady.
Talk about dedication..." They watch her toss
back her hair.  "A real looker, too.  Who the
hell is she?"

"That," Mulder murmurs, grinning, "happens to be
*my* partner."

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End


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