Disclaimer: I don't own the X-file, sadly.

Summary: It has been three years since Mulder left after William was born; he comes back only to find Scully is married. MSR. ScullyOC

A/N: There will be plenty of MSR in this story mostly from Mulder, but I think I might have her stay with her husband in the end. I have been playing with this idea for a bit I've held off writing it because I'm not sure if it will be perfect. Repost because my account got messed up.

--Mulder's POV--

She's there just as beautiful as I remember talking to Skinner. She's too far from me for me to be able to make out what they're saying. It's been three years two months and four days since I saw her last, three years since I kissed her last. My heart is pumping I can almost feel her soft lips on mine I missed her so much. A little boy about three runs up and latched himself on to her legs, William. My William. She smiles at him and lifts him up to rest on her hip, a man has come in behind William. Scully is now looking at him, Skinner has moved away from them. Who is he? Why does he have the teddy bear Byers gave William? He leans down and catches her lips. Anger is growing inside me, why is she kissing another man? He goes to leave and she shoos William with him. Skinner comes back to her and they start walking towards my cell. As they come closer it's hard to bear, I can smell her. I don't even know what the man smelt like, but his sent lingers on her. The guard leading Skinner and Scully to my cell undoes the lock and swings open the door. The lock clicks behind Scully and Skinner as they are pushed into my cell. Her eyes are watering and she is about to cry, "Mulder," She whispers.

"Who was that man?" Are the first words out of my mouth it's rude and I can't stand the hurt I see in her eyes, but I want to know so badly.

Skinner looks at Scully to answer, when she makes no move he speaks for her, "Not now, Mulder, were here to discuss your situation not hers."

"Who was that man?" I repeat myself louder, I look at Skinner, "I want Scully to answer."

She looks at me, "It's none of your business, not now."

"I want to know, just tell me, I don't care what you do after. I deserve to know if my son is in good hands."

"Your son is in fine hands though you haven't been much of a father to him, you met him once and now your all protective?"

"He's still my son," She studies me before turning her back to me, and calling for the guard. "Scully, wait." I put my hand on her should, she just shrugs it off. She leaves without another word. I look at Skinner for my answer.

"His name is Bobby Pace, he is DNA analyst for the bureau, and she's not Scully anymore." He hints.

A/N: Okey slash dokey. Short start it seems all my starts are short. So PLEASE tell me what you think. I appreciate it.