Okay guys, I'm going to give this chapter a try and see what happens. The little history that Scully said came from experience just to let you know. Alright let's continue.

Mulder opened the door to his home and almost forgot the reason why his place had bunch of brown boxes stacked and scattered everywhere. The apartments where he had been living for a very long time had been closed down and were under construction. So he rented a small house by the rural side of Virginia; work has been very busy that he has no time to unpack his things. It's an old small house with a big backyard and woods on the back. Scully told him that she was going to come and help him paint the rooms, since he has been fixing sinks, appliances, and things the house need to fix. Mulder walked to what is supposed to be his room and when to change to something more comfortable.

Around 6 o'clock he heard the doorbell and he walked to open it. Scully was standing on by the door wearing her casual clothes; Mulder stepped aside to let her come in.

"Wow, Mulder you still haven't unpacked? You moved in what? Three months ago?"

"Yeah… I don't have time." He said scratching his head in confusion.

"But it's a nice house. All you have to do is paint right?"

"Yeah."

"Well, just tell me what to do and I'll do it."

"Okay, since you are so full of energy then I guess we can start." Mulder said leaving the room. When he came back he had buckets of paint. A light tan color for the walls. He gave Scully a brush and a bucket for her to start. She settled across the room and began with the painting and Mulder did the same.

After a while of painting and no talk has be done Mulder could hear Scully humming to keep herself entertain. "Don't try to live so wise. Don't cry 'cause you're so right. Don't dry with fakes or fears, 'Cause you will hate yourself in the end." Mulder laughed to himself as Scully sang a bit off-key. But she didn't care, she just moved her brushed happily. "Come on Mulder. Sing with me."

"I have no clue what you are singing."

"Wind, by Akeboshi. Come on." She told him, "Come on.

You say, "Dreams are dreams.

"I ain't gonna play the fool anymore."

You say, "'Cause I still got my soul."

Take your time, baby, your blood needs slowing down.

Breach your soul to reach yourself before you gloom.

Reflection of fear makes shadows of nothing, shadows of nothing.

You still are blind, if you see a winding road,

'Cause there's always a straight way to the point you see.

Don't try to live so wise.

Don't cry 'cause you're so right.

Don't dry with fakes or fears,

'Cause you will hate yourself in the end."

While Scully was singing and painting he walked to the kitchen and ordered some pizza so that they can eat later. When he came back Scully was still humming and singing. He just continued with his painting.

The pizza arrived and the two agents sat on the floor and began to eat their pizza. They

talked about the house and how it looked and how it was going to turn out.

"Ahh… That feels good." Scully stretched when they went to the porch. Mulder followed behind. He noticed the she was in a good mood and her guard was down. It was 10:30 pm and they had just finished painting the living room and a couple of rooms.

"Scully? Do you want to get a milkshake or something? A pie? I'm a bit hungry."

"Mulder, its 10:30. Where do you think we can find an ice cream shop open?"

"Well, we can go to McDonalds and get a milkshake there. Or we can go to a Waffle House and buy a pie there."

"Okay." Scully agreed and Mulder went in the house to get his keys and wallet. He opened the car door for Scully and he ran to his side.

Mulder and Scully sat on the Waffle House's booth as they waited for their pies.

"Scully, why are you so happy lately?"

"I don't know. I'm just in a good mood."

"Well, do you want to come over on Friday and watch a movie?"

"On Friday?"

"Yeah, we can have take-out, then watch a movie."

"Sorry, Mulder, I have a date on Friday night."

The waitress brought them their pies and Mulder just stared into space. "Mulder are you okay?"

"When did you get a boyfriend?"

"I told you two weeks ago."

"I don't remember." Mulder began to eat his pie.

"You were so entertained by your ceiling targeting, I don't think you heard me."

"What's his name?"

"Jay Mason."

"What he do?"

"Jay is a politician. He is a good guy."

"Oh…" Mulder ate his pie and waited for Scully to finish.

"But we can hang out on Saturday."

"Okay." Mulder said happily.

The waitress came to their booth and placed the check. Scully reached for it but Mulder beat her to it.

"How much?"

"Don't worry, I'll pay."