Chapter 3
Mulder was pushing the cart while Scully picked things from the shelves. He had put a few items in the basket only to have her remove them and chide him a bit. "What am I supposed to eat?"
Scully realized she was acting exactly like a wife. "Vegetables?"
He made a face. "I don't cook."
"Well, you're lucky I do."
"You'd cook for me?" He smiled.
"If you think I'm eating nothing but left over pizza for a week you are nuts."
she said, but she was grinning back.
"Left over pizza can be good." He turned down the chips and cookies aisle. "As long as nothing is growing on it."
He grabbed a bag of Oreos. She reached to put them back. "Take your hands off my cookies, Dana Scully. You don't mess with a man and his cookies.
She pretended to pout but secretly she was glad that he got them. She was making plans to raid his cupboard already.
"Fine then. I'll just get my own." was her response.
"I share..." He said as he stopped her from getting her own bag by placing his hand on her hip. She was already eyeing the double chocolate Oreos, but of course she couldn't reach them. It took her a moment to find her voice.
He followed her gaze and reached for a bag. He added it silently to the cart and kept his hand on her hip. He was close to her ear. "Ready to move on?"
"Just because I let you get cookies Mulder, doesn't mean that we're raiding half the junk food aisle," was her soft response.
Slowly she broke the contact and pushed the cart toward the counter.
He watched her walk away before picking up another bag of double chocolate Oreos. Just for her.
He added them to the pile on the conveyer belt. He didn't look at her. He just took out his wallet and waited for the total. Scully's eyes widened a little at the second bag of cookies.
Then she glanced at Mulder.
"What?"
"Nothing." She smiled
"I'll uh...I'll wait on the other side of the counter."
He winked at her. "Okay."
TBC…
