Somewhere To Belong

CHAPTER ONE- RETURN

Dana Dogett sat at her desk and sighed. Her father who was an AD, had recently informed her that she was getting a new partner. She turned in her chair and typed out an e-mail to her mother, knowing she would get chewed out for whining, at the age of 25, nonetheless. She was in the middle of her letter when there was a knock at the door to the chilly basement office.

"No-one down here but the FBI's most unwanted." She said with a smile, remembering the story of how her aunt Dana had met her Uncle Fox. They really weren't related to her but that's what her parents would have her call them.

She turned the chair around to face her new partner.

"Agent Dogett? My name is William Van de Kemp."

She gasps at the sight of him, and his name.

"Van de Kemp?" She asks calmly.

'It has to be him, his hair; dark brown, like uncle Fox, he also has his nose, stubborn jaw, height and build.'

'It looks as if the only thing he got from aunt Dana is her liquid blue eyes. But he still looks just like the both of them.'

"Yes, Van de Kemp. Is there a reason your fascinated with my name, and are looking at me as if im a ghost?"

"Trust me, your no ghost. I've seen one before, c0old heartless things they are. If you would excuse me, I need to go see AD Dogett."

"Sure, but I disagree with you on the ghost subject. I'll just get my things situated."

"Ok.

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She quietly walks upstairs, ignoring the glares and the fact everybody around her is referring to her as 'Spooky Jr.' Its not that she didn't hear them, its that she simply didn't care.

Her mind was reeling when she walked into her fathers office, he wasn't the AD over her division, The X-Files. He worked over Violent Crimes.

Lisa was sitting at her desk typing on her computer when Dana walked in. "Agent Dogett, your father is busy at the moment, you cannot…" She didn't get the rest of the sentence because she was already in his office.

"Da…AD Dogett, I need to speak with you, its an emergency and can't wait."

She looked to see her father was meeting with, "Gibson, nice to see you again."

"Always a pleasure, Dana." He says with a smile, obviously reading her mind.

"You stop that, I want to be the one to tell you, if you read my mind it just wouldn't be fun."

He smiles, "Sorry, its not an option. Now tell him before I do."

Her father is obviously getting upset. "Tell him what?"

"Well, Dad. My new partner is William Van de Kemp."

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With her father, and Gibson Praise, she made her way back to the basement office. When they entered William looked a bit confused.

"Is there something I should know about? If im correct AD Dogett, you work over the VCU."

"I do, this is more of a personal visit than a professional one. It's nice to see you again."

He has a dumfounded look on his face.

"William, sit down. We need to talk."

"About?"

"Your parents."

"What about them?"

"Not the Van de Kemps. Your real parents."

He looks surprised, "You know my real parents?"

"We all do." Gibson says, looks at him for a second and then says again, "You looked for years, all you found was her first name; Dana."

Her dad speaks up once more, "You know they met in this very building, in this very office 34 years ago."

"What are their names?"

"Her maiden name is Scully, Dana Katharine Scully. His is Fox William Mulder. Now Dana and Fox Mulder, they were married in 2003."

"Do I have any brothers or sisters?"

"A little sister, Samantha Melissa Mulder. Named after two of your aunts, neither of them among the living."

"And im your mothers namesake."

"Im named after my father?"

"Well, yes. Both of your grandparents were named William as well, one of your Uncles too."

"Can you take me to them? Where do they live?"

"They live in New York, this time of the year however they're at their summer home on Martha's Vineyard."

"Alright then, lets go."

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'Today is the first day of the rest of your life, what a crock of bull. Who said that? They should die and horrible and painful death.'

The elevator dings and the female agent that was in the elevator with him exits and the elevator continues its journey to the basement.

'The X-Files, why the X-Files, who did I piss off?"

He thinks of the stories he has heard about Fox Mulder, the man who found the X-Files, and the partner who was assigned to debunk his work, but ultimately ended up believing him, joining his quest, falling in love with him, and having his child. If the stories were true the boy should be around his age 26.

The elevator once again dings and he steps out into the hall, this time thinking of Agents Dogett and Reyes, who replaced the former agents when they disappeared off the face of the earth. They also ended up involved, and having a child. A girl who would be about a year or so younger than himself, and his new partner Dana Dogett.

He'd heard from every male agent that she was beautiful. Favored her mother mostly, with dark brown hair, tall, lean, fair skin, and always wore a smile. But at the same time she had her fathers crystal blue eyes, and even though she smiled frequently, she always had a seriousness about her. She was 5'7, only 5 inches shorter than himself, he was 6 foot even.

He stepped outside the door, there were many nameplates on the outside, Fox Mulder, Dana Scully, John Dogett, Monica Reyes. Dana Dogett was the last, soon William Van de Kemp would be under Dogetts. But why keep the others?

And then there was the name, Dana Scully; Dana Dogett. Coincidence? He'd heard Mulder and Scully had been close with Dogett and Reyes, but close enough to name their daughter after Scully?

Maybe.

'Knock, knock, knock.'

"Nobody down here but the FBI's most unwanted." He heard her say with a chuckle.

He walked in and she turned around in her chair.

Wow. The other agents rants didn't do her justice, at all. She was gorgeous.

"Agent Dogett, my name is William Van de Kemp."

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He waited in her office, HIS office and looked around.

Messy; files everywhere.

Clutter; only one desk.

Different; a worn 'I want to believe' poster hung on the wall. Worn because of many years of use.

"Welcome home." He said quietly to himself.

Then he noticed a picture, a petite redhead holding an infant girl, with the same red hair, next to a tall practically glowing man.

A man who looked a lot like himself, but with bright shimmering hazel eyes.

No, his mind is playing tricks on him. This had to be Dana and Fox Mulder, with their child, but they looked so familiar.

He sat in the chair and started to rock back and forth.

'Jeremiah was a bullfrog.'

'No, stop, no. Michel rowed the boat ashore.'

'Was a great friend of mine.'

'Michel rowed the boat…Jeremiah was a bullfrog…ashore.'

He stopped rocking and placed his face in his hands, leaning forward.

Red hair, pulled back, blue eyes, gazing. Small hands reach out towards the red-haired women.

'Jeremiah was a bullfrog.'

Footsteps. His mind no longer sang the somehow familiar nursery rhyme, but instead focused on the footsteps.

He stood up and turned around in time to his new partner, AD Dogett, and a man who looked maybe 40 or 45 walking into the office.

What was going on?

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CHAPTER 2- GOING HOME

Dana could barley hold in her excitement. This was Uncle Fox and Aunt Dana's son! For Heavens sake! And he had been assigned to the X-Files! You had to be blind not to see the irony in that.

Nobody realized it, except for those who knew, but the X-Files were at the moment more important than they had ever been. She, along with everybody who had ever been assigned to the X-Files (well all of the people who weren't working for the Syndicate), and now William, had to make sure that they didn't ever come back.

They being the aliens.

Would William believe? She would've had a hard time believing if she hadn't experienced it herself, seen them with her own crystal blue eyes. If she hadn't been around while her parents, Skinner, Gibson, and Aunt and Uncle Mulder saved the world.

She helped the best she could, but a 9 year old girl isn't really capable of saving the planet, now is she? At the time she had thought she was important, but now she realized she was just getting in the way.

"That's not true." Gibson whispered in her ear, "We needed you more than you knew."

She smiled and squeezed his hand. "Thanks, how're Jen and the twins?"

"Eating me out of house and home, but their teenagers, what do you expect?"

"Ah, I remember that age, I was so happy when you got out of that phase Danz." Her mom says turning in her seat and smiling, even at 60 she hadn't lost her beauty. Her hair was streaked with gray but she was still as beautiful as she had been 15 years prior.

"Hell, I was happy." She said with a smile, "How much farther?"

"Still got a good hour." Her father called looking at the road.

William stayed quiet, thinking it looked like. He seemed so fragile. Anymore information and he would surely break from the weight it provided on his mind, and body.

"Let him think, he's got a lot to process."

She looked back at him again and smiled, 'Thank-God aunt Dana and Uncle Fox aren't really related. I would feel awkward, thinking he's cute.'

Gibson laughed and she shot him a look. He quickly stopped.

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He was having a hard time believing everything he had been told.

'My parents are Dana Scully and Fox Mulder, oh my God, this is crazy.'

His mind raced with the newly acquainted knowledge. His parents were legends in the FBI, even if they were talked about like a joke. They were the X-Files, now he was.

Was it just a coincidence?

He had never believed in fate before. The concept of everything in life being planned, nothing that you do is your own choice, it was just to smothering.

But, could this be fate? Was it even possible? That would mean turning his back on what he believed. What was it that he believed though? His life was his own and he could do what he willed with it?

His parents…no…the Van de Kemps, had been religious people. Catholics. Strong in their beliefs.

He had never doubted the existence of God, too much had occurred in his life for him not to believe. There were too many signs. They had been everywhere. He had had more near-death experiences than any 3 people combined.

When he was 3 he had walked away from home and fallen into the nearby river. A small girl, blonde hair, maybe 4 years old, had pulled him out. Which was strange since she had been so small, not that much bigger than he. While he was lying on the ground, soaking wet, the little blonde girl had come up next to him, placed her hand on his and looked directly into his eyes. The liquid blue color matched his perfectly. She smiled and said, "I'll always be here for you, little brother." Then she was gone, and Mrs. Van de Kemp, his foster mother, was running up to him. Calling out his name.

When he was 7 he had been riding his bike when it crashed. He had broken his leg but still started to limp home, out of nowhere what looked like a rattler jumped at him, biting him in the calf. He screamed in pain and fell to his knees, the tears freely flowing, a teenage girl with long curly brown hair picked him up and carried him back home. She sat him down and pushed the hair out of his blue eyes. "You look just like him." She said and then like the little girl 4 years prior, she vanished. His father, Mr. Van de Kemp, rushed out and took him hospital.

When he was 14 he was at home watching an older movie of his parents, "Signs" with a man who still acted Mel Gibson, starring. His parents had forgotten to turn the stove off before they left and it burst into flames. He ran into the kitchen to try and stop it but it got out of control and he was soon surrounded with fire. A women with auburn hair that matched his, when he was a baby, and the same blue eyes as he and the little girl from over ten years ago. She grabbed his hand and carefully guided him out of the house. She walked straight through the flames, and as she did the vanished without a trace, only to reappear after they were a safe distance away. When they were outside she took his hands into hers, "You just keep getting in trouble don't you William. No matter, you needn't worry. We are watching out for you, always." Then she was gone.

He had had a few more experiences but none of them dear death.

He had seen the teenage girl twice after that, once at his high school graduation, standing in the crowd, beaming like she was his mother. The second time while he was returning home after class one night, he was driving in his car and she just appeared next to him, laughing at the face he made. She smiled and said "Its nice to see you again, William, your father would be proud. He will be one day, when you meet him again. Soon William, soon."

The had seen the older women three times, at his high school graduation, like the teen. At his College Graduation, and once in his apartment, in Georgetown. Number 35. He was sitting on his couch and reading a book. "I died here you know, many years ago. Dana thought it was her fault, it wasn't. It was theirs. She had nothing to do with it, I was happy to go in her place, she still had so much to live for, and I was a old soul. Weary and tired. I came to realize that it was my time to go, nothing could've changed that. I was done with my work on Earth. Now I get to take care of those I love. I couldn't be happier. Im surprised mother hasn't come to visit you yet. She couldn't stopped talking about you when she came to me. Maybe one day she will, she would love to see how great you turned out. You look just like him, I always knew they would get together. Had a bit of a bet going on up here, well as far as a bet could go in Heaven. And that's not pretty far." She laughed, "Im just sorry it took them so long to realize their feelings. It took you. You were such a miracle William, and even though I couldn't be there physically during her pregnancy I was, I watched out for her every step of the way. Maybe one day I'll tell her, maybe one day I can get you to. You will find them William, when you least expect it. Things happen that way, fate is very choosy you know." She smiled, "Talk later, William. You should get some rest." Then nothing.

That had been 3 years before.

When he was 16 he was told that he had been adopted. He had been so angry that he ran out of the house, and into his car. He simply drove. He ended up at a park, since it was nearing midnight nobody was there, save for 3 men sitting on a bench, talking. Weird looking guys. One was short and had glasses on, another long blonde hair. Another looked remotely normal, with facial hair and wearing a suit. He started to jog and one of them called out his name, "William!". He turned around and looked at them. "You look just like them you know?", "I've been hearing that a lot lately, could you tell me who they are?" They seemed to ignore him, "Don't worry, you'll find them. One day. Until then, your loved here. The Van de Kemps very well saved your life when they took you in. Don't forget they love you, to them you're their son." The three smiled and then they were gone. He sat on the bench they once occupied and looked at the stars. He felt a hand on his and looked to his left. "Hello again, little brother. They're beautiful aren't they? Mommy thinks so too. So does Mr. Fox. I liked Mr. Fox, he was nice. So does Mommy. Im glad. IM always here little brother. Always with you, always with mommy too. But she doesn't know, only you." She smiles, her blue eyes seem to light up the surrounding area. "Goodbye little brother, until next time." "Wait, what's your name?" "Next time, little brother, next time."

He hadn't seen her since. He smiled remembering her. He often wondered why she called him little brother. As he thought a small hand gripped his. He looked to his left and smiled. "It's been a long time little brother. A long time. Too long. Would you please tell mommy something for me?"

He nods.

"Tell her I love her please. Tell her Emily says hello."

He smiles and she's gone.

"I have a sister?"

"Yes, Samantha. She's 23." Dana says.

"No other siblings?"

"Not living, no." Mrs. Dogett says.

"Would you please explain?"

Gibson looks back, "Your mother had another child, before you, her name was Emily. She died when she was 4."

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William seemed preoccupied with something. Dana was worried for him, but all was understandable, he just found out who his biological parents were, and it was kind of a shocker, everybody knew in the FBI knew about Dana Scully and Fox Mulder.

She was sure he knew about them. Maybe he had thought like everybody else, that they were crazy. "William can I ask you something?"

"Just did."

"Well, yeah. But can I ask you something personal?"

"Go ahead."

"Had you heard about you parents? Before today?"

"Yes, many times."

"And?"

"And what?"

"Well, I know that many people think that they're crazy, that my parents and I are as well, however, what about you? What do you think?"

"If you're asking if I believe in little green--"

"Gray."

"Right, little gray men, No. But that's simply just because I have no reason to. I've never seen a UFO, or an alien itself. Im just one of those people who has to have tangible evidence to believe in something. You want to know if I think your crazy? No. I don't. You have seen things I couldn't even comprehend. Have you not?"

"I have, you're just like your mother was. Tell me Agent Van de Kemp. Are you religious?" Mrs. Dogett asks, turned in her seat.

"Yes, raised catholic."

"But isn't that the same concept?" Dana asks.

"It would be, but like you I've seen things most have not. Things that would make an atheist cry out 'Glory to God on high.' or 'Jesus is king.'"

Dana gets interested. "And what exactly are those things?"

"Some would call them ghost, or spirits. I guess. But they're more like my guardian angels."

"They?" Dogett says.

"Yes, they. Sometimes male, mostly female. Young and old, blonde, brunettes, and even a red head a few times. When I was three I almost drowned in a river behind my house, but I was pulled out of the water by a small blonde girl who couldn't have been over 4. She called me 'little brother' and then disappeared. Since then I've seen her twice. When I was 7 I was bit by a rattlesnake, a brunette teenage girl carried me home and vanished in front of my eyes. But before she did she told me that I 'looked just like him.' When I was 14 a stove caught fire in my house, I tried to put it out but it grew out of control and surrounded me like you see on movies. It entrapped me, I couldn't get out no matter which way I turned. A women appeared by my side, she took my hand and led me outside. But seeing as the flames were everywhere, surrounding us, that would be a bit unorthodox. Right? Well anyway as she walked through the flames, they disappeared. When I was safely away from the fire, however, it would reappear."

He pauses in his story, Dogett has now pulled into a gas station and all the occupants are looking straight at him.

"When I was 16, and the Van de Kemps told me the truth; that I wasn't their child. I ran. Rather drove, but same concept. I ended up at a park, and due to the late hour it was empty, its only occupants are 3 men, talking on a bench; and me. I started jogging and one called out to me, by name. Another told me not to worry, that I would find them, but until then I should focus on what was mine right then."

He smiles before continuing, "Then their gone and I sit on the bench they were sitting on. Looking up at the sky, thinking. Somebody grabbed my hand and I looked over to see who it was, it was the little blonde girl. She talked about the stars, and how 'mommy' thought they were beautiful. And how 'Mr. Fox' thought the same. She said, 'So does Mr. Fox, I liked him. Mommy does too, im glad.' Then she says, 'Goodbye little brother, until next time.' And like before she's gone."

Dana looks over at him, "You said you saw her 3 times?"

"Yeah. I saw her a few minutes ago." He relays the conversation, every word of ever sentence. Leaving nothing out of the story.

Dogett speaks up once more, "These men, what did they look like?"

"Uh, one had long blonde hair, one was short with glasses, and the other had a lot of facial hair."

"The lone gunmen." Dogett whispers.

"Did any of them tell you their names?"

"Only the little girl, Emily."

They look at him with blank stares.

"You think?" Dana says looking at her parents.

"I do."

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"What?" William asks, confused. "What is it?"

"Emily was your sister. She was born before you, so that could be why she called you 'little brother.'" Dogett says.

"Right, and Samantha, Uncle Fox's sister, died around the age of a teenager. She was your aunt, so that explains why you saw her."

"Wait, why did you call him Uncle Fox?"

"Well, Fox and Dana are really close to my family, Dana and my mother are like sisters, hints my name. So I call them Aunt and Uncle Mulder, because they're so close to me, they're like family, so I call them family."

"Oh."

"Well, anyway, back to the explanations." Monica Dogett says, "Melissa, Dana's sister, was killed in Dana's apartment, a long time ago."

He gets a solemn look on his face, "Apartment 35, in Georgetown?"

"Yes, how did you know?" Dana asks with a perplexed look.

"That's my apartment, I didn't tell you about one of the other times the redhead came to see me. She was talking about how she had gotten shot in the apartment, and Dana thought it was her fault. The women, Melissa, said that it was her time to go and nothing could've stopped it. She told me I look just like him, God too many dead people told me that."

"I hate to break it to you," Gibson interrupts, "But you do look just like him."

"I gathered as much, she also said she knew they would eventually get together, that there was a bet going on in Heaven. Another thing she said was she was only sorry it took so long for them to get together, that it took me. And I was a miracle. 'It took you' what does that mean?"

"Oh boy." Gibson breaths.

"What? Oh boy what?"

"Were only 15 minutes away, maybe they should explain it to you." Dogett says.

"Ok."

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They rode the rest of the way in silence. Nobody wanted to talk, in fear of what would be asked, or told. Dana was on an energy high, she couldn't wait to show up and Uncle Fox's door with his son! Who he hadn't seen in nearly 26 years. It was going to be amazing. One of those reunions you see on talk shows. You know with hugs, kisses, and tears.

Her parents kept stealing little glances at each other, obviously worried about how exactly Dana and Fox were going to explain he wasn't born the regular way, in fact it was a medical miracle that he was even sitting there at the moment. Or that his parents only admitted their feelings to each other after his birth.

What about that fact that his father was a wanted felon? It's not that anybody looked for him any long, the Syndicate-any form of it whatsoever- had been demolished when they 'fought the future' and won. There was no more shadow government, so nobody looked for him.

That was why he changed his name back to Fox Mulder, instead of William Gray. Dana had been Katharine Gray, and they had never changed Samantha's name, so she just stayed Samantha, but with the rightful last name of Mulder instead of the boring Gray, which she had hated.

This all occurred in 2012, after the last battle. Which by the way nobody in the world had ever even knew about.

It all had to do with the vaccine. Which Dana had came up with. Samantha had been a big part of it, since she had been immune to the virus, because both of her parents had had the original vaccine. They had taken blood samples from her and used them in the cure.

The Dogetts, along with Skinner and his wife, had used their FBI resources to get the vaccine out to the whole world. They had made up a disease which nobody was immune to, and could be spread by sharing the same air as somebody who had it-which nobody really had because it wasn't real- they called it Fox Pox.

Fox after one of its creators. Of course he was the one to make up the name.

"Its got a nice ring to it don't you think? And with Chicken Pox and Monkey Pox nobody will even really wonder about the name. And it rhymes. Fox- Pox."

They had all stared at him, "Well any of you brilliant people got a name?"

Nobody did, so they used 'Fox Pox'.

Dana laughed remembering it.

"What?" Her mother said from the passenger seat.

"Just thinking about the 'deadly' Fox Pox." She made sure to emphasize the word 'deadly'.

"What about it?" William said from the back seat.

"Well, it was never real."

"So your saying that everybody in the world got a shot for nothing?"

"No, not at all. Im just saying what they got the shot for and what they thought they got the shot for was two very different things. And Fox Pox was just an excuse fabricated by your parents, and us."

"Did anybody call Skinner?" Gibson asks, "Surely he should know we found William. Or rather he found us."

"Your right, we will in a few minutes, were almost there."

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William sat in the back seat, not saying a word, he was so confused, so excited. He was about to meet his parents again. After years of searching, Samantha had been right, it had come at the least expected time. And now they were only minutes away.

Another hand brushed his, he looked to his left.

It was a older women, he opened his mouth to ask who she was but quickly closed it.

"Im Maggie. Your grandmother. I know I should've let you see me long ago, but I was content in watching. Until now, I just had to talk to you. Dana is my daughter. Died of old age. Lived a long and happy life though, when your mother got married I was so happy, Skinner gave her away, it was beautiful. William will come too see you one day, Dana's father. She called him Ahab, and he called her Starbuck. She was a daddy's girl, thought I didn't know about it. I did."

Gibson looks back, smiles and waves. He doesn't say anything because he doesn't want to draw attention to William and his grandmother.

Maggie smiles and turns back to William, "I was with you ever step of the way, well for the years that I could've been. Which weren't that many, seeing as I've only been passed over for 5 years. But I was there for you when you graduated, I stood next to Melissa, my other baby girl. She told me of the conversation she had with you. I hope you will tell Dana of it. It would do her good to know that it was Melissa's time to go, and that no matter what Dana did it couldn't stop it, all she could've done was change the way she died. And if Missy hadn't died in her Apartment then Dana would've gone. Before her time noless. Oh, look. Here take this."

She hands him a ring, "This was mine, I contemplated giving it to your mother, but decided against it. Now I think that maybe I was wrong, would you give this to her for me? I would greatly appreciate it."

He takes the ring and nods his head.

"Goodbye William. I'll visit you later."

"Goodbye." He whispers.

"Were here." Dogett calls.

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Dana's excitement seemed to burst through the doors of the car as they pulled up to the house on Martha's Vineyard. She could see Samantha's husband mowing the yard on the outside and Samantha sat on the porch holding her daughter, Margaret Nicole.

"Were here." Her father said from the front seat.

The first people to get out were her parents, and when they were seen Samantha sat up and walked to the porch steps, waiting for them to come up, the baby sleeping in her arms.

Then Gibson and Dana got out, Gibson pushed the seat up so that William could exit. When William came out Samantha's husband, Mark, stopped mowing the grass and store in amazement. The lawn mower still roaring on. Samantha did the same.

"OH MY GOD! MOM!" She cried from the steps, "DAD!"

A short women with graying red hair came rushing out on the porch, "What?!? What's wrong? Is it the baby?!" She stopped talking once she saw The Dogetts, Gibson, and the surprise visitor. "Monica! Hey!" She looked at William closer, "Oh God, is it?!?"

Dana nodded her head, "Aunt Dana, I would like you to meet my new partner on the X-Files, William Van de Kemp."

Dana Mulder gasps, "MULDER! GET OUT HERE NOW!" She screams, and a older version of Mulder runs out the door.

"What?!" He screams.

"It's William! He's home."

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CHAPTER THREE- MEETING AGAIN

He just stood there, staring at the women who would be his mother, speechless. He often contemplated what he would say to her when he found her, but he never imagined that he wouldn't be able to find the words.

A tall man walked up to her and put a protective arm around her waist. "William." He says slowly.

"Yes Fox, William." She looks at him with tears brimming her bright blue eyes. "Our son."

Dana stands next to him watching the whole confrontation, tears to filling her lighter blue eyes. Samantha has far since put the baby in her cradle and joined her parents with her husband. He could now see that she was at least 4 months pregnant.

Fox Mulder, his father, starts crying. Not sobbing crying, but soft, silent tears, the ones that you make no effort to move away. He grabs him and holds him closely. "I never thought I would see you again. And now you're here." William hugs him back, tears now falling from his eyes, "I cant believe it."

He lets go and lets Dana (Mulder not Dogett) hug him, she on the other hand, is sobbing. "Oh my God William, you don't know how many times I tried to find you, I always came up empty. Damn adoption agency. They wouldn't tell me a thing. Im so happy. So happy." She is hesitant to let him go, but William slowly pulls away and looks up at her. He opens his right palm to revel the engagement ring that Maggie Scully gave him moments before.

"She told me to give this to you. Said she wanted to give it to you before but decided against it. She wanted you to have it, changed her mind."

"Who." She said, more of a statement than a question.

"I think that you know who, mom. It was grandma. She came to me, not 5 minutes ago. You know the dead never give you any peace. You'd think that'd be all they wanted, quiet. But, no. They talk more than a living person would."

Mulder snorts, "Ain't that the truth. So who has paid you a visit?"

"Well from what I gather, Samantha, Emily, Melissa, and the Lone Gunmen. Just a few minutes ago Grandma."

"Melissa."

"Yes, it would appear that I live in the apartment, you once occupied. I was reading a book one day- now mind you she had come to me before this- and we had a chat. She told me a few things. Very interesting."

"We should go inside, it would be a bit easier to talk. You can meet your niece." Samantha says, smiling at her brother. "By the way, im your sister. Samantha."

William hugs her and they walk inside. Once in the house William sits down on a love seat and Dana (Dogett) sits next to him. Samantha retrieves young Maggie from her crib and places her in the hands of her Uncle. She coos as she awakens, and yawns. William gives her his pointer finger and she wraps her small, frail, stubby, fingers around it. Gripping tightly, not wanting to let go. He smiles and moves the auburn hair out of her face and stares into her bright hazel eyes. Eyes that match her grandfathers perfectly. "She's beautiful." He says silently.

"Looks just like me, which means she looks just like mom. Except I have mom's eyes and she has dad's. You have dad's hair, can't tell now though. Cause old age caught up to him and made him gray, for real." She laughs mocking their fake names and Mulder smiles.

"That's very funny Sam, remember your never to old for a spanking. And im not that weak yet. I could still kick ass if I needed to."

"Im sure." She says.

They continue on as if William had never left, laughing, crying, laughing some more. Maggie falls asleep in the protective arms of her Uncle and William holds on to her tightly.

"So William, you don't have anybody at home?"

"Nope, just me. Was engaged a year ago. But it didn't work out. All for the better though, because who knows, if I had gotten married maybe I wouldn't be here now."

"So, what can you tell us about yourself? You obviously followed in our footsteps with the FBI and all. But on a more personal level."

"Uh, I went to Yale. Studied Forensic Psychology. Didn't really plan on getting into the FBI, or the X-Files for that matter."

"Yea, very ironic. But then again all of the people who posed a threat to the X-Files are long gone. No reason for you not to find your way to them." Dana-Mulder- says.

"So William, do you believe in the existence of Extra Terrestrials?"

"Dana asked me the same thing on the way here. My answer was, no. My explanation was because I have never seen the proof to convince me. I have no reason to believe otherwise. But I do believe in things most don't, Ghost for example. If I told every Plain Jane walking down the street that I've seen a total of 7 ghost, many of them more than once, they would have me committed."

"I've seen Ghost before as well. The Lone Gunmen among them. Also some people who you would not know, and I wouldn't care for you to know. The LG are good though. What'd they say to you?"

"They really didn't say all that much to me, just picked up my spirits."

"What about Melissa. You said she told you some things, what were they?"

He explained everything about their converstaion, from the facts dealing with her death, to the heavenly wager having to do with her and his father. She smiled through all of it, but he could see the tears that formed in the back of her eyes. She wouldn't allow them to continue in their journey so they never fell. After hours of talking the only ones that we left awake were Fox and Dana Mulder, and himself. The baby was also awake, William is rocking her to sleep, like any loving uncle would do.

"I only have one question. Why?" He said looking his newly found mother straight in her blue eyes. Eyes that looked so much like his it gave him chills.

"It was the hardest thing I did in my life. Your father wasn't there, he had left to protect us from the many monsters that tainted the air around us, and there were so many people that wanted to see us hurt, to them you were the easiest way. You were kidnapped once, it scared me so badly. I knew there was no way I could keep you safe, there wasn't anything else I could do."

"What about Samantha? How did you keep her safe?"

"They never knew about Samantha, or Dana for that matter. Every time we had something important to do, that was to dangerous for a baby, or two for that matter, Gibson would watch them, with his situation we knew they would be safe with him."

"His situation?"

His father laughed, "You don't know then? Gibson is a mind reader."

"That explains a lot."

"You believe me?"

"Why not? It does explain some questions that lingered in my mind for a while. He knew about me searching for you, but only finding moms first name. I guess I should've known."

"Well, you defiantly didn't get your mothers skepticism."

Dana Mulder playfully punches her husband, then smiles, "But you made a believer out of me didn't you."

"Sure did. I tackled the ever tricky task of convincing a skeptic and won. I am man hear me roar."

She laughs and stands up, "Well im going to be, im fatigued, and we have a lot of things to do tomorrow, much catching up to do."

His father follows her to their bedroom and William sits on the couch giving all his attention to little Margaret who is quietly cooing in his arms. "Hey little one, I'll do everything I can to protect you, but you have to promise not to be a brat when your older. Hopefully you wont be like me and throw fits." She smiles and yawns. He rocks back in forth in an attempt to help her fall asleep.

"She's beautiful. She looks just like her grandmother, and mother I guess." A unfamiliar voice says from next to him, he looks around and sees an older man most likely in his late 50's early 60's sitting on the couch his parents once occupied. Now you would expect a person to jump or yell when a strange person appeared in front of them, but William was accustomed to things like this.

"And you are?"

"William Scully. Your grandfather. Just thought I would come to see my great-grandbaby and her uncle. She does look like her grandmother when she was a baby. Never really cried much, always smiled. My Starbuck was a wonderful baby."

"Starbuck?"

"That's what I called Dana, to her im Ahab. Just something father and daughter do, you'll understand someday."

"Will I?"

"Im certain of it. Tell my Starbuck im proud of her will you?"

"Of course. Goodbye, grandpa."

Maggie opens her eyes and looks at him, "Pa-pa." She coos lightly.

William Scully smiles "Goodbye William, until next time."

Then he like the others is gone. Maggie looks around searching for him and when she doesn't see him tears start to form behind her eyes.

"Im guessing that's not the first time you two have met." He says quietly, "Hush now, don't cry. You'll wake the whole house up." He says as he rocks back and forth once more. The tears fall but she doesn't cry, and then they stop. Her eyes drop and she's asleep. He sits there still rocking back and forth making sure she's asleep when Dana walks out.

"Hey Will, how's the little one doing?"

"Just fell asleep. What about you? Cant sleep?"

"No, not really. Do you want me to take her to her crib?"

"No, its ok, I'll do it. You can come with I guess."

"Oh, no its fine. Go ahead, I'll be out here."

He nods and carries the little one to her bedroom, he tucks her into the crib and kisses her forehead lightly, so she doesn't awaken. "G'night Maggie. Pleasant dreams."

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Dana sits up in bed and wonders why she so abruptly woke up. If it was a dream she didn't remember it, she looks around the room sees Gibson still sleeping on the other bed. She quietly steps on the cold hardwood floor and walks out of the room. She walks into the living room and sees William with 11 month old Maggie, gently rocking back in forth as if lulling her to sleep.

After he brings the baby to her crib he enters the living room and Dana is lying on the sofa. He sits on the love seat and she looks at him, excitement in her bright blue eyes. "So, William. This must have been a strange day for you huh?"

"Strange? I guess you could call it that. I mean, I get assigned to the X-Files, which is strange in itself. Then you look at me as if im the first person you've seen in your life, then you disappear only to return with your father and some man. Then you tell me who my parents are, which is a shocker, considering I've heard about them since I joined the FBI. It's a bit much I guess."

She nods, "This is totally irrelevant, but; I remember the first time I saw a UFO. It threw my world into a state of turmoil. I was only 7 years old! I can imagine how you must be feeling right know, to have everything you once held close so totally changed, its unnerving."

His interest perks. "So, you've seen a UFO?"

"Hell, I've seen an alien. You name it I've seen it. Haven't seen one since I was about 9 though. I doubt I'll ever see one again. They're gone for good. I mean, they still exist but they probably wont ever come here again. And if they do we still have plenty of the 'Fox Pox' vaccine to make them run kicking and screaming; again."

"So what exactly happened?"

"We fought the future, and we won."

"The future?"

"It's like this. In 2012 there was suppose to be an invasion, allowed by certain men, the Syndicate. They basically covered up everything that had to do with aliens to allow them to take over. With the one exception that they would be saved when the aliens came. Your parents and my parents were hesitant to allow this so they found a way to fight them, a vaccine. The 'Fox Pox' or whatever you would like to call it. This made it so that the alien virus 'The Black Oil' was ineffective to the entire population. They also made another vaccine, that had to do with magnite. You see Magnite was the only weakness of aliens called Super Soldiers. These men, these Super Soldiers were very evil, tried to kill your parents more than once, they also tried to kill you. Well anyway your parents found a way to liquidize this magnite. They did this without the knowledge of the Super Soldiers, of course.

Dana and William are still sitting in the living room when Samantha's husband Daniel comes out of their room, "Oh hey, I didn't know anybody was awake."

"Were just talking."

"About what?"

"The past."

"Oh, don't let me keep you. I just came for something to drink." He goes back to the bedroom after getting some water and Dana turns to Will again.

"Where was I?"

"Liquid magnetite."

"Right. Anyway im a little bit blurry on that because nobody would ever tell me how they could kill so many Super Soldiers. I think they tapped some of them where there was actually the magnetite, and that's how many of them died. But I can't be for sure. You'll have to ask Aunt Dana and Uncle Fox about that. Anyway with the vaccine against the 'Black Oil' and no more Super Soldiers they didn't stand a chance so they got their asses out of her as quickly as they could. It was amazing how everything changed after that. I mean we still look for them, to make sure their not back. But everything's gotten quieter."

"Im still a bit confused by all this. I guess that's normal seeing as I didn't go through it. I was just a kid who thought that 2012 was just another year going by."

Dana looks at her clock, "Its pretty late. I should be getting to sleep."

"Yea, me too. Do you know where im sleeping? Nobody told me."

"Well, mom and dad have a room, Sam, Dan, and the baby have a room, me and Gibson are sharing the room with two beds. Then theirs the master. Um, oh yeah. There's a room at the end of the hallway, your sleeping there I guess."

They both walked to their rooms and fell asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillows.

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Chapter 4: Decisions

Will woke the next morning to the sound of a babies high pitched wails. It took him awhile to remember where he was and why there was a baby in the same house as him. He stumbled out of the bed and walked down the hallway. It looked as if everybody was awake but him, she smiled slightly embarrassed that he had slept later than anybody else.

"Don't feel bad Will, Sam just woke up." Gibson said startling him.

"Did I say something? Oh, yea. Forgot, you got that mind thing. Not use to it yet."

"You never get use to it." Dogett says from across the room. "Or at least I haven't yet."

"You see John has a dirty mind, he doesn't like sharing that with others. Guess it makes him feel unease."

"Damn right it does." He said with a smile. "My thoughts are personal. Things I wouldn't want somebody I knew since he was a teenager to know about."

Gibson smiles, "Cant do a thing about that John, sorry."

Dana (Mulder) comes out of the kitchen with a smile on her face. "I made breakfast." She says as Mulder comes out of the kitchen eating a piece of bacon. She shoots him a look, and the famous Scully eyebrow and he walks back into the kitchen.

"Fine, I'll get a plate."

Moments later they're all seated at the huge dinning table with their plates in front of them. Nobody is eating save for Dogett and Mulder. Their wives shoot them dirty looks and the both instantly stop eating.

"What?" They say in unison.

Dana Mulder looks at her son with a smile, "Well William," She looks around at everybody, "Guys." Then at Mulder. "Fox and I have decided that its time we move back close to D.C. maybe buy a house in Arlington or Alexandria. So where closer to everybody. And now that Sam and Dan have moved to Arlington we can be closer to the baby, and its soon to be brother."

Monica is the first to speak, "That's wonderful! I was getting tired of travailing to New York every time I wanted to see you. Congrats."

"That's wonderful mom, now you and Dan can see the baby growing up." Sam says as she hugs her mom.

Dana looks at her son expectantly. "It's great mom. When you guys going to move? Will you need help?"

"Well, were going to move as soon as possible. And we would love help." She says with a smile.

Dana Dogett frowns and says, "I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but were late for work as is. Dad can only cover for us for so long. We should get going soon."

Will gets up from the table and hugs his parents, "I'll call tonight. As soon as I get home from work ok?"

They nod and he walks to his sister. "Hey Sam, how 'bout a hug for your big brother?"

"Nothing would make me happier." She says with a smile. When they pull out of the hug she says, "Maggie's in her crib."

Will walks back to the room where Maggie's crib is and sure enough she's awake. Standing up on her feet and holding onto the bars of the crib.

"Hey there little one. I got to go. I'll be back though ok?"

She smiles, "Ill."

Dan walks in the room, "She's been saying that all morning. I think she's trying to say 'Will' but its only coming out Ill."

"Ill!" Once again, only louder.

Will picks her up and spins her around. "Ill will see you later, ok little one?"

"Bie." She chirps.

"She talks good for 11 months." Will says handing her over to her dad.

"Yea, she's a smart baby."

"Bie Ill!" She proclaims.

Will waves at her and then walks out of the room, letting her dad put her back into her crib. He says goodbye to everybody again heads out with Gibson, Dana D., John, and Monica.

This time instead of Will sitting in the back Gibson does, allowing Dana and Will to talk more.

"So Will. How's it feel to have your life changed in an instant?"

"Oddly enough, wonderful."