Summary: Scully needs someone to take her home after dental surgery. Pre-Millennium.
He came back from getting coffee to find her mid-conversation with her mother. She gave him a glance over her shoulder when he put the to-go cup quietly on her table and then lowered her chin so that her hair obscured her face. She switched her cell phone from one hand to the other and he shuffled to his own desk pretending to give her privacy.
“It’s fine, Mom,” she said. “I promise. I’ll just try to get it rescheduled until after the new year. No, I…no, I don’t need…Mom, it’s fine.”
He sipped his coffee and opened a file, but kept his gaze higher than necessary to keep her in his periphery. She pinched the bridge of her nose in silence for the next ten seconds and then she finally lifted her head.
“Mom,” she stated. “I have to go, I need to finish a report. I’ll reschedule for January. As for Thursday, don’t worry about it, you just feel better. I know. I know. I love you too. Bye.”
Scully disconnected her call with a deep sigh that Mulder pretended not to notice. He was burning with curiosity, however, and it was only a matter of time before he would ask. He just had to wait for the right opportunity.