UNEXPECTED CHANGES

By LISA  (wlykyoti@uswest.net)

 

Walker & Alex had only been back from their honeymoon for a week when he was sent to Houston to help with an ongoing investigation. He helped Houston Company catch two escaped convicts that had been hiding out there. He'd been gone nine days and was anxious to get back home. He'd phoned Alex last night and told her he'd be back in just a couple of days but the chance to leave early had arisen and he jumped at it.  Deciding to surprise her, he didn't call to tell her of his change in plans.

 

Leaving the DFW airport, he headed for the Courthouse to check in with the Captain and let him know he was back. He was given the rest of the day off and left for the ranch.

 

He felt the weight of the world lift from his shoulders as he drove up the long drive to the house.  Walking up the front steps he noticed something was different. New lacey curtains were hanging in the front window.  He had told Alex she could make some changes and it seemed as though she had taken him up on it.  Opening the door he immediately realized she had changed more then just curtains.

The living room had been transformed. White carpet and new wallpaper made him wonder if he was in the right house.

"Darling! You're home early. I wasn't expecting you until tomorrow." She said throwing her arms around his neck. "I've missed you."

"Well you seem to have kept busy without me."
"You're not mad are you? I only made a few changes."

Biting his tongue, he remembered that compromise was a hugely important part of marriage. He did want her to feel that this was her house now.

"No I don't really mind." He lied, while kissing her.

"Oh thank you, darling. Are you hungry? I can whip something up for you."

"Well maybe a couple of sandwiches."

"How about ham and cheese?"

"Sounds great."

As he walked through the living room he saw several unusual paintings hanging from the walls. "Alex, what did you do with my pictures that were here?"

"Oh, I boxed them up for now. I thought we'd put them in a book later."

He followed her into the dining room where he discovered a few more changes. An ornate china cabinet stood where his plain smaller cabinet used to be. Inside was the china and other items they'd gotten for their wedding.

Bringing his sandwiches and a tall iced tea, Alex sat across from Walker and asked about his trip. "Did you catch the escapees?"

They talked while he ate and when he finished he took the dishes into the kitchen. "What did you change in here?" he asked quizzically.

"Nothing. Honest." She put her hands up in surrender. "But only because I haven't had time yet" she thought to herself.

"Good. I don't think I'm ready for anymore tonight. I'm going to go take a shower."

Grabbing his bag from the living room he heads upstairs. Entering his bedroom his jaw falls open and he drops the bag, unbelievably stunned at what he sees. The room is unrecognizable. The bedspread is pink with frills and matching curtains. The carpet is a deep wine color. Walking mindlessly to the bathroom, he sees that the theme carries over even in there with a same colored rug and a pink shower curtain.  Still in a state of shock Walker turns to leave, when he sees it. The toilet has a fuzzy pink cover on it.  He's staring at it when Alex comes up from behind. When she touches his shoulder he nearly jumps out of his skin. "Oh I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. Are you ok? You seem lost in thought."

"Well…I …uhm…" Shaking his head, he can't seem to get the words out.

"You don't like it."

Still in a state of shock he mumbles "It's pink."

"Now it's not that bad, dear."

"It's pink."

"It'll grow on you. You'll see."

"I don't know Alex." “It’s pink.”

"Why don't you take your shower and we can talk later."

"Yeah, ok." He agreed, thinking he needed a few minutes to cool off.

Stepping under the hot water his feet touch something foreign. Looking down he sees several little flower shaped slip guards. Groaning, he sticks his head under the water, rests his arms against the shower wall and puts his head down, shaking it in what appears to be an attitude of utter defeat.

 

When he finishes his shower he goes back into the bedroom to get clean underwear. Opening the drawer he normally keeps his briefs in, he finds her bras and panties instead. Alex comes into the room as he opens another drawer. "Alex, did you move my things?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, darling. I needed another drawer so I moved you down a bit."

Looking in the bottom drawer he finally finds what he needs.

"Alex, I think I'm going to go to bed. This has been an incredibly long day."

"I'm pretty tired too. I've locked up downstairs."

Walker pulls the covers back and sees that the sheets are wine colored and satin. Wondering what other surprises await him tomorrow he slides under the sheets (sissified, he thinks), and blankets.

 

The next morning Walker quickly dresses and has a cup of coffee. Alex isn't due in the office until later that morning so he'll drive in alone. She walks out with him to the driveway.

The Ram isn't where he left it last night. "Alex? Where is my truck?"

"Oh I have a surprise for you. It's around back."

"Great. Now what" he wonders to himself.

As he rounded the corner he almost ran into it.  There before his eyes was a pink Cadillac convertible.

"ALE……..

 

"…..EXXXX!!!!!!!!!!!" He bolted awake.

"Walker? Darling, Are you ok? What is it?"

Breathing heavily, Walker can’t respond for a moment. He looked around the room as if seeing it for the first time.

"Darling?"

"I'm sorry, Alex. Guess it was just a nightmare." He was extremely relieved to see that there was no evidence of anything pink in the room.

"Do you want to tell me about it?"

"Uh, no, no, not really. Let's just go back to sleep."

Lying back down he felt the sheets to be sure they weren't satin. Satisfied he fell into a peaceful sleep. But just before he dozes off, Alex hears him mutter, mysteriously, “no pink, please, no pink!” 

 

THE END

 

 

The usual disclaimers apply here. I don't own Walker…yada yada yada.

Property of Norris Bros….yada yada yada.

You get the picture.