Tuesday 4:30pm Scully's Car

As Scully drove to her mother's house she was in a wonderful mood. Her baby brother was home after being in Nicaragua for more than a year. She had been thrilled when he decided to join the bureau, and had loved having him so close while he was at Quantico. Then, only two months after leaving the academy they had sent him to Central America with an anti-terrorist unit. He was the perfect fit for the job with his military background and his amazing ability to pick up new languages; currently he was fluent in eight. In fact he had performed so well that he was given his choice of assignments upon his return.

Fortunately for Scully and her mother he had chosen a spot on Skinner's anti-terrorism task force based out of H.Q.

As she pulled into the driveway she saw him on their mother's porch, his six foot two inch frame leaning against the railing. With his short cropped hair and well toned frame he still looked very much like the Marine he once was. As he saw her approach he jumped up and flicked a cigarette off of the porch bounding to greet her.

"Hey Red!," he shouted as he grabbed her in a bear hug of an embrace, "We weren't expecting you for another hour!"

"Obviously", she said with a great deal of sarcasm, "You absolutely reek of smoke! I thought that you had quit."

"Well, I had...", he stammered sheepishly, "but a year hanging with Nicaraguan drug runners kind of ruined that. I promise I'll make every attempt to stop again."

Just then they heard their mother's voice from the doorway.

"Jacob, your brother is on the phone, he wants to talk to you."

Jake sighed, "Great, just what I need a heart to heart with Junior."

As her brother turned to walk inside Scully had to suppress a smile, her brothers had never gotten along very well. When Jake had started using his middle name in High School Bill had refused to make the change and continued to call him Charles. Jake had retaliated by dubbing his brother "Junior", which Bill detested.

Things did not get better as they got older either. First Jake snubbed an appointment to Annapolis to enlist in the Marines and then later, much to Bill's horror, ditched the service all together to join the FBI. And, to top it all off Jake absolutely adored Mulder. Scully hated to admit it but she was glad that Bell was in San Diego right now. This way Mulder could come for dinner and they would actually be able to enjoy themselves.

5:00pm Mulder's Office

Mulder tapped his desk impatiently as he checked the time. He didn't want to be late for Jake's homecoming dinner but he had to wait for this call. Three days ago he had been contacted by a man at the defense department who claimed to have access to information on the smoking man's latest activities. The mere fact that he new the old man existed gave Mulder hope that he was a reliable source.

"5:15, D*mn buddy you were supposed to call an hour ago." Just then the phone rang and Mulder jumped up answering it, "Mulder"

"Mr. Mulder", the voice on the other end replied, "This is you're friend at the Defense Department. I'm sorry that I'm late in calling, I know that you are anxious to get a hold of the information that I have."

"Yes I am, how soon can we meet?" Mulder answered

"I'm sorry to say that I will be unable to access those files until the day after tomorrow. I was hoping to get the sooner but something big is happening and I have to be very careful"

"Well", Mulder sighed, "I can certainly understand that considering the men who are involved. When will you contact me again?"

"I will call you Thursday once I have the files and we can set up a meeting place. I must go now, Goodbye Agent Mulder"

With that the phone went dead. Mulder was disappointed that he would have to wait, but if the files were what this man had promised it would be worth it.

Well, he could think about that later, he had to get going. He didn't want to keep the Scullys waiting.