Delivery Day
by Lolabeegood

E-mail: lolabeegood@gmail.com
Distribution: Archive freely with my name attached

Rating: PT
Categories: V, R
Keywords: Mulder/Scully romance
Spoilers: Up to and including IWTB, but this takes place 
before it.
Summary:  A day in the life of Fox Mulder while living 
in long-term isolation. 

Author's Notes: 

The first one I wrote was called 'Laundry Day' and now I've 
decided to write a series.  The stories are very loosely tied 
to each other so reading them in some kind of order is really 
unnecessary.  Honourable mention goes to the Home and Garden 
Network.

I do not own the characters.  I do not make any money from 
this.

Enjoy!

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As Mulder watched the flatbed back up in front of their house 
he could picture, quite clearly, Scully's words in his head 
when she saw the load of lumber.  

'I shouldn't have got him that damn shed kit' she would mumble 
to herself.

He smiled at the thought of her saying that, and scribbled 
initials that weren't his, across the packing slip. 

"If you need anything else, you let us know and we'll deliver 
it." The man offered.

"Thanks, I'll take you up on that" Mulder said as he shook 
his hand.

"So, home reno project?" the man asked as they both watched 
the young kid on the bobcat unload the delivery.

"Yeah, I'm doing some built-ins" Mulder smiled at him.

"I did a bunch of those for my wife a few years ago.  She 
really liked having a place for everything."

"I'm hoping it will get all of my crap out of her way," Mulder 
smiled down at the man.

The two men stood in silence and watched the final load gently 
make its way to the ground.  He should have taken advantage of 
talking to another human being besides Scully but, he was so 
unaccustomed to making small talk he had a hard time with it.

"Thanks for the business" the man yelled as he started to 
climb in the truck "we hope to see you again."

"Thanks" Mulder waved to him.

The truck awkwardly turned around in their slim driveway and 
exited through the front gate.  Mulder glanced at his watch.  
It was 4:30.  Scully would be home soon so, he'd just leave it 
open.  

He walked down the steps to his big purchase and touched the 
beautiful wood that stood before him.  He would have to get it 
inside before dark so it wouldn't get rained on.  Mulder leaned 
down and picked up a box filled with nails, a laser level, and 
various other hardware bits and carried it inside.  He came in 
and out of the house for over a half an hour before Scully's 
car crept up the driveway.  He stopped his shuffling of home 
reno supplies for a minute to greet her at her driver's side 
door.

"Mulder, what is all this?" she asked gesturing to the large 
pile of wood in front of them.

"I've decided to do some stuff around the house." He said 
kissing her on the cheek.

"That damn shed kit" she cursed under her breath.

The line brought a smile of acknowledgement from Mulder.  He 
knew her so well.

"What?  You don't think I can do it?" he said as he shoved her 
shoulder.

"You still haven't told me what 'it' is, yet" she said as she 
shut her car door.

"You know in the bedroom on the far wall?"

"Yes" she answered him cautiously.

"I was thinking, what about some built-ins to keep all of our 
books on and all of those knick-knacks you have, so I'm not 
always knocking them off end tables."

"And I'm not tripping over your books that are always piled 
all over the floor?"

"They're not all over Scully, I try and keep them close to 
the walls."

"Oh, I knew there was a system you hadn't informed me of."

"So picture it" he said as he moved to stand behind her and 
stretch his arms in front of her as if he was describing a 
scene from a movie "a wall filled with shelves of various 
height and widths housing all my books out of tripping range, 
all of your knick knacks out of knocking range, and a nice 
flat screen TV."

"Mulder, you know I don't like a TV in the bedroom."

"Yeah, but Scully," he started trying to think of the best way 
to approach the subject "we could lay in bed and watch old 
movies on a Sunday morning all snuggled under the covers..."

"Or you could stay up late watching sports commentary while I 
try and sleep with a blue glow in the room."

"That's not..."

"That is what will happen, and you know it." She said 
crossing her arms.

"Okay, no TV for now..." he paused for effect "but I'll make 
a spot for one just in case you change your mind at a later 
date."

"I won't"

"You might."

She turned and looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"You can hang a nice painting in the spot until you change 
your mind." He said trying to reach an agreement.

"I choose the art?"

"You choose the art.  I'll build the shelves."

"They should also be painted white to match the trim in the 
rest of the house."

"I'll paint them white." 

"That sounds like a great idea, but Mulder, do you have any 
resources for this project?"

"Resources?"

"Yeah, like book that tell you the steps involved or..."

"I have several books and I am a regular viewer of the Home 
and Garden Network." He smiled down at her.

"So that's what you do with your days?" she chuckled.

"The reno shows Scully."

"So you say." She said looping an arm around his waist. "You 
have to get all this in the house?"

"Yeah, I've been piling my stuff up on the back porch and in 
the mudroom, but the wood..."

"Can't stay outside" she interrupted.

"I was thinking the dining room."

"Don't you want it upstairs?"

"I didn't think you'd want it upstairs."

"Throw it in the office upstairs Mulder, I can step around 
it for...?"

"Two weeks, max" he said with authority.

"Let me get changed" she said pulling away from him "and 
I'll help."

"Thanks, Scully." He said as he reached for her wrist and 
pulled her back towards him.

Her body came flush against his and she relaxed in his 
embrace and smiled up at him.

"You know," he smiled down at her "I've always done my best 
work in the bedroom."

"Yes, you have" she smirked at him "yes, you have."

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The End