Chapter Three – Information

It was quite a short journey on the plane. It was better than driving there, which would have taken 4 -5 hours by car from Washington. Which could have been very awkward especially with a new team member, someone they hardly knew anything about. Edenton was quite a beautiful place. It was in the inner banks region, full of beautiful, calming water, and rich of history.

Three to four hours had passed as they gathered the evidence, they spoke to the local police, local families with their children missing, and then went back to Coach House Inn. It wasn't much, but there were the small, useful things like a double bed, a small desk, a TV, small fridge with a microwave on top. And free Wi-Fi.

Scully looked at Mulder and Freya and jokingly said "This is our life, it's not all chasing Aliens and UFOs."

"This is luxury compared to some of the places we have stayed in, Scully," he said with a big smirk across his face.

All three of them laughed, Scully slightly blushed at all the good memories of when Mulder and her were in motel rooms together, their intimacy, their closeness, their friendship, their hot passionate nights. And she threw one the biggest smiles you had ever seen.

"I am sorry Freya, your room is quite a few doors down from ours, they didn't have three room close together." Said Mulder, looking all apologetic

"It's okay Mulder, I don't mind" Freya said with a shimmer in her eye, as she thought to herself how cute Mulder and Scully looked together and their closeness, not just as partners but as long term friends. "I will see you tomorrow morning, I have to get some sleep. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow."

Mulder and Scully smiled at each other as both went into their rooms.

All Scully could now think about, was ripping the clothes off Mulder, and feeling his warm, succulent skin against hers, especially now she had definitely confirmed that he had indeed been working out. A sudden rush of blood rushed to her cheeks as she blushed. So she went to knock on his door and opened it ever so slightly to find Mulder asleep already. She knew it was late, but she didn't think he would fall asleep that easily. In all her frustration, she closed the door and went back to her room just sitting there, thinking of what she could do now to distract herself. Then she thought to herself 'I could see if Freya is still awake get to know her a bit better.' so she opened her door and walked couple of doors down before knocking elegantly.

Freya opened the door, not looking tired in the slightest. "Oh hi Agent Scully, what brings you to my door?"

"I was just wondering if I could come in, and get to know you a bit better? I didn't know if you would be awake or not" Scully said in a quiet and soft voice as she didn't want to wake anyone up in the other motel rooms

"Oh yes Scully, come in." as Freya moved past the door to let Scully in "You can sit on the bed, I don't mind."

As Scully walked passed Freya, closing the door behind her. "You can call me Dana if you prefer."

As Freya sat at the small chair she said. "I think for tonight I will call you Dana, but with Mulder around, I will call you Scully, as his face lights up whenever your name is said. Plus, it could get a little weird and confusing She smiled and then both her and Scully laughed.

"What would you like to know? I know I haven't said much about myself" Freya smiled once again

"Umm... okay," Scully said taken back by her openness "How do your parents feel about you joining the FBI at such a young age?"

"Well, I was adopted by a lovely family. They told me straight away that they were not my biological parents, as soon as I was of an age to understand what it meant." Freya said with a look of despair and heartbreak upon her face. "I was in and out of hospital as a child. The Doctors could not tell my parents what was wrong with me at the time. To be honest with you I really don't know anything, as none of my records exist anymore" a single tear rolled down Freya's pale complexion.

"Why is that?" Scully asked, looking at Freya.

"My parents died when I was in my teenager years, and all of my records got destroyed in a fire," a couple more tears fell down from her face. "My uncle took me in. I really didn't like him that much, as the smell of his smokes disgusted me. As of that moment, I was determined to find my biological parents, and I did. They either have no idea I exist, or they just don't care"

"I am sorry to hear that, come here, let me give you a hug" Scully said feeling sorry for this poor young woman, sitting in front of her with her head down crying in her hands.

Freya got up from her chair with tears rolling down from her white pale face, sat next to Scully on the bed, and leant in to give Scully a hug. "I am sorry, Dana," Freya said as she sniffled "I know you only asked a simple question, and then I gave you my whole life story."

"It's okay, Freya, I honestly didn't know how complicated the answer would be. I think I might leave you alone to try and get some sleep"

"Thank you, Dana, I will try but I don't sleep well" she giggled a little bit at scully, wiping the tears from her face.