She turned and grinned at Mulder. Wondering not for the first time when he would stop being - well Mulder - and tell her he loved her."I wonder what s...ns of yours I will be blamed for this time?" she asked ironically.Mulder tried his best innocent look on her. She found her beautiful red head shaking ruefully as she entered Skinner's office."Scully they want to see you at Justice about the last autopsy you did, Room 666." She raised her lovely brows at the number. "Scully, you surely don't. Why would they need a house sitter at this time? It wasn’t going to be their permanent home. They were to live in Capital City most of the time, the house on Elm Street was to be their weekend home. Brenda had instructions for me: We were to pick up Tad’s car at the airport and bring it back to the garage. Brenda sounded nervous as she described the task to me. “You can drive me in your car and I’ll drive Tad’s car home,” she paused, “or I can drive you there in Marcie’s car and you can drive. I got in to the sound of the tv being on and knew it had to be my little sister as my folks where away for the weekend, as I walked into the living room I tripped over an empty bottle of vodka so knew she was having a fly drink, she had also invited her friend over and they were slightly pissed and surprised to see me leaning against the door frame trying to stop myself slipping fown the wall.Her friend Mel wasnt as pissed as my s*s and I joined them in a drink and to continue watching some. .. in here?" I did ask."Sure, if you really want to, we can," she informed me not yet turning the door-knob. "But I'm in a dirty ... horny mood, and don't much feel like keeping it all inside. So ... which do you want? In here, all nice and comfy quiet? Or outside back by the pool on a blanket where we can moan and groan as much as we want to?"I slipped out of bed, as she turned the knob on the door. The two of us silently padding on bare feet down the hallway towards the stairs, and then.