Two weeks later, disaster struck. Scully had forgotten to warn Mulder about a certain cycle that happens to women once a month... A shriek shattered the peaceful morning and caused Scully to leap up in bed and run to the bathroom, where Mulder was. The door flew open, almost banging her in the head. Mulder emerged, eyes wild and freaked out. "Scully.... Why. Am. I. Bleeding?" Mulder enunciated clearly, as if trying to understand himself.

"Bleeding, where?" One sharp glance from him and she immediately knew where. "Oh." They stared at each other awkwardly. "Uhhh... Just cleanup take a shower and I'll be right back." Scully exited quickly, not trusting herself to keep in a laugh.

As soon as she was downstairs and in the kitchen giggles burst out and she sunk to the floor. Who ever would've known that Mulder her FBI partner, who looked at porn in the office, and was as straight as any guy could be would be having his first period today? "SCULLY I CAN HEAR YOU DOWN THERE!" Mulder yelled, anger reverberating in his new shrill and quite honestly girly voice. Scully's peals of laughter which had been subsiding slowly started up again. "SCULLY!!"

Deciding that now wasn't time to invoke Mulder's anger, Scully reached into a supply cabinet in her downstairs bathroom. She hadn't used a pad in a while but she figured Mulder wouldn't want to use a tampon. "I'm back Mulder!! Can you open the door please?" The door cracked open, revealing a shining blue Iris. I thrust a wrapped pad into his hands. "It's pretty self explanatory, just rip it open and stick it onto the panty." He nodded and disappeared back inside.

Unfortunately for Mulder, it was Thursday and they still needed to attend work. Scully quickly finished getting ready and was waiting impatiently for Mulder. He clomped down the stairs in heels (which he had finally gotten used to) fidgeting uncomfortably. Scully felt a pang of pity. Men weren't meant to endure this. She took his hand consolingly and grabbed the purse she had readied for Mulder which contained all the necessary things.

***

It was another boring day full of paperwork for the agents. Before they had both Switched, they had just finished another creepy case involving an angry group of poltergeists. Having been distracted by their predicament, both agents had not been ale to complete the necessary filing needed for the case. It was nothing much. Scully had turned in her Field Report to Skinner and Mulder was just putting the finishing touches on his. Saturday was New Year's and Scully was eager to make the trip to Bill's house where her family was meeting. While true that she'd be visiting them as Mulder, it was still important for her to attend so Mulder would be bringing her along. (That even confused me)

As it was, Mulder wasn't doing much. His head was down and he was doubled over clutching his stomach. It appeared he was having a pretty bad cramp. Her (Mulder's) familiar red hair was strewn messily around his head. He groaned ad Scully's heart melted. She usually didn't have excruciatingly painful cramps but she had her days.

Scully grabbed the report Mulder had previously been writing. She paused briefly to run her fingers through the locks of red hair, which fell smoothly. She appreciated the fact Mulder was taking good care of her hair, he must know how much she herself prided over the fact it was healthy and had strong roots. She kissed Mulder's sweaty forehead chastely. Scully hated to see him like this. "You'll be okay Mulder. I'll do your report myself, just relax."

"Scully..." Mulder raised his head slightly, blue eyes hooded in pain. "Why... Do I suddenly crave chocolate?" Scully laughed. She wasn't quite used to Mulder's deep rumbling chuckles, so opposed to her light ones. Nevertheless, Scully smirked Mulder's signature smirk.

"At least you're not craving pickled cranberries..."

Mulder glanced up at her confused. "You crave pickled Cranberries?"

"No," Scully grinned. "I only craved them once... Or twice...." She left the room, heading back five minutes later with 6 large bars of Hershey milk chocolate in her hands. "Here." She threw him five bars but kept the last for herself.

Mulder practically pounced on the sweets, tearing the wrapper apart and devouring the chocolate... Scully hid a smirk, quickly turning back to Mulder's report.

***

By the end of the office day, Mulder had gone through 15 chocolate bars and 2 choco milk shales, courtesy of Scully. He'd been forced to finish his report though, making him quite irritable. After another trip to the bathroom, Mulder stopped In front of the side desk Scully was using to finish the Expense Reports. He took a deep breath.

"Scully?" Scully looked up at him.

"Yes Mulder?"

"Remind me never to underestimate women again. And to buy you Chocolate and Pickled cranberries from time to time." Scully grinned. At times like these, she truly appreciated and loved the things Mulder did for her. He was really sweet.

"Thank you Mulder." Scully reached a long arm around Mulder's petite waist and hugged him tightly. She stood to really be able to wrap both arms around him and as she laid her chin on his head, Scully couldn't help but be thankful for them Switching. While it was definitely awkward at times, it seemed to be strengthening her bond with Mulder.

"You're welcome Scully, in fact, I should be the one thanking you." Mulder turned his head to stare up at her. "You're my best friend, did you know that?"

"What about the Gunmen?" Scully asked, surprised and taken aback by his confession.

"They're more really good friends, with benefits in the technological sense."

"Mulder... You're- you're my best friend too." Mulder smiled up at her, and the two friends enjoyed the moment of silence. Afterall, in their line of work silences like these were rare and far in between.

Hahahahahaha!! I just don't know, I feel like this chapter sucked lol. Sorry guys... The next chapter will be the New Year's party at Bill's place.