Reyes lowered her arms slowly, extended to the void which once hosted William's presence. Doggett staggered out of the bewildered crowd and approached Reyes with a comforting hug. The news reporters were stunned and dazed from the whole situation, but were mostly frustrated that the heightened vibrations caused by William disrupted their newsfeed and caused all technology to malfunction. All the rest of the FBI agents and S.W.A.T. officers were too consumed in their pain and suffering from raging migraines. Reyes, along with everybody around her, felt dizzy. She was about to stand up when she heard a familiar voice within the crowd, "Scully! SCULLY!"

Doggett thought he was hearing-impaired and wiped the blood dripping from his ear. They all turned to discover Mulder dodging people from within the crowd to get to Scully. Confused, they all turned around to discover Mulder's doppelganger stepping away from Gibson's body. The approaching Mulder had evidence of blood dripping out of his nose and ear, while the Gemini had no visible signs of trauma and was smirking evilly. The doppelganger turned and bolted for the parking garage door behind them. Doggett, who was still clutching his throbbing head yelled,

"Hey, Mul… You! Gah!" and stumbled after the mysterious identical Mulder.

The real Mulder rushed to Scully's fallen body, his knees soaking in Scully's small pool of warm blood. Gibson, who was lying on the ground, bolted upright gasping for breath.

"…Mulder!… He's not… Mulder…" said Gibson between breaths. He looked around to grasp his new surroundings. After quickly assessing the situation, Gibson croaked to Jeremiah, "I'm fine. I'm fine." Gibson tried to soothe his strained vocal folds by massaging the outside of his throat. "Go help Scully."

"Jeremiah can you save her?" asked a desperate Mulder. Jeremiah, seeing that Gibson was fine rushed over to Scully and placed a hand on her chest.

"Where's… Will?... He could've… saved her…" said Gibson who was trying to stabilize his breathing. Jeremiah felt Scully's forehead and the side of her throat. He replied as if speaking his somber thoughts out loud to himself, "You know Will. We know his abilities are closely tied with his emotions. When under stress his abilities wane. I saw this coming. William's outburst was bound to happen, it was just a matter of time."

Jeremiah went silent for a brief moment trying to read for any vital signs within Scully and then suddenly said, "Scully's pulse is faint she isn't dead!"

Jeremiah immediately exposed Scully's wounds and placed both of his hands over it. Mulder, Reyes, Harrison, and Gibson watched with bated breath as Jeremiah tried to revitalize her. Although it was getting dark, within mere seconds color blossom in her once paling skin. Jeremiah lifted his hands and they saw Scully's chest calmly rise and fall on its own. The wound closed up like a drawstring bag and then sealed itself up like a seamless zipper. When the lesion had become nonexistent, he plucked the bullet that rose out of her body and tossed it away. Then finally, Scully gently opened her eyes as if waking from a peaceful sleep.

Doggett slammed through the garage door, chasing after the assailant. Mulder's double weaved between cars as he made it to the stairwell door and through it. Doggett made for his gun as he watched the door to the stairwell slowly close in front of him. He proceeded in caution allowing his years in the police force to guide him well. He jerked the door open and checked all the corners and hidden nooks in the stairwell as he made his way up the stairs in a hurried fashion. Doggett made it all the way up to the top of the garage stairs and proceeded through the door gun first. He was startled to find Mulder's look-a-like staring back at him from just a few yards away as if embracing his death. Doggett tried to maintain a cool exterior, fixating his gaze and aim at the man's chest.

"I don't know who the hell you are, but you've got some nerve showing up around here," shouted Doggett at the stranger.

"Go ahead and shoot if that'll make you believe," replied the mysterious person using Mulder's voice. "But then again, that's always been your problem. You won't believe in anything, even if it is staring at you in the face."

"Who are you? Are you a super soldier?"

"C'mon John, you're smarter than that. Look into my eyes and tell me you truly don't know who I am."

The next few seconds seemed like hours for John Doggett as he stood there frantically pondering who this man could be. Doggett stood; gun poised at the man's chest, and tried to look through the false exterior and into his eyes. The eyes were different from that of Mulder's natural color. This was the cold steel gaze that young William had described to him when they first met; the kind that was giving Will nightmares. These were the same frighteningly penetrating eyes that pierced into Doggett's mind as it hit him.

~…Liam…~ thought Doggett.

"Yes," said Liam as he quickly morphed from Mulder to a thirty year old version of William. "You know John, you are a lot smarter than you give yourself credit for."

Liam, who was only standing ten feet away, lifted up his hand and disarmed Doggett by using his telekinetic abilities. The gun was yanked from Doggett's hands, which flew into the air and into Liam's right hand. Frightened and half-crazed, Doggett pressed his luck by shouting, "So now what, you're just going to kill me? Is that how this is going down?"

"Easy John, and no, that would be too simple. We've got plans for you, for all of you, in fact. Mankind is now facing change and I am that facilitator."

"Then Scully getting shot… that was your plan all along!"

Liam tapped his nose, recognizing Doggett's comment and then pointed at him briefly. "Looks like someone's been paying attention in class."

"And William?"

"Oh yes, he's… special. Tonight was critical in bringing him to his destiny," said Liam who was fiddling around with the gun in hands. His demeanor seemed practically gleeful.

"So let me see if I get this straight. You somehow convinced Will to come home and to witness his mother dying-"

"-by the hands of humans, no less," remarked Liam, smirking. "That was classic."

"And you think that will convince him to join your cause? That's B.S. He'll never help you."

"You think so? Whenever someone is on the precipice of something, all they need is a little… push. But you know what? I'm insulted. Of all people to know a person, you would think their own clone would know just the right buttons to hit."

Angered by Liam's attitude, Doggett stood his ground and persisted, "So you think you have it all figured out! You clones think you're gods-"

"Human, we ARE Gods!" Liam's voice resonated, and at his last words the ground briefly shook below them. Doggett and the clone waited in silence as they stared each other down. Liam watched Doggett, reading his mind and his body language as if expecting his fortitude to falter. Doggett's stance remained firm and planted.

"Well that's just great," replied Doggett sarcastically. "So what's in this majestic plan that doesn't involve killing me?"

"Now, now, I can't give all my cookies away," said Liam slyly. He paused for a moment looking at Doggett curiously. His defiant manner was unlike any human he had encountered before and it piqued his interest. "You are not afraid of me."

"I am not," stated Doggett, shaking his head and not breaking eye contact with Liam.

"Why is that?"

"Because when I look at you," said Doggett walking slowly and confidently up to Liam, "I see a scared little eleven year old boy. The same one I met just a few months ago. Who fears… just like a human."

Liam scoffed and grinned as Doggett closed the distance between them and they were face to face. Being so close, Doggett could see Liam's upper lip quiver and his cheek muscles tense as he clenched his jaw.

He continued to grin at Doggett, "You know, most men when approached as such would interpret this as threat."

"Why, are ya feeling threatened?"

At this point, Liam smiled and laughed as he placed the gun back into Doggett's hand. He looked right into Doggett's eyes and said, "This was fun, but I really got to go. Let's do this again sometime, hmm? Oh, and one more thing, keep a close eye on Scully for us, hmm?"

Doggett, confused by the information that was revealed to him, furrowed his eyebrows. Just as he was starting to make sense of what had been said, he watched Liam disappear with a flash of light into the dark night sky.