Disclaimer: No, I don't own TXF.

Layla walked into her classroom and put her things where they belonged. She then laid her make-up work on her teacher's desk and walked over to her desk and began her morning work.

She worked until she sensed someone was watching her. She looked up and saw no one. She looked left and right and when she looked behind her, she saw Kyle watching her. She put her head down again and continued working.

Throughout the day, she kept to herself. When recess came, she didn't play with the others like she used to. She sat on the bench outside while the other kids played and laughed. She felt as if she would never be happy again. She sighed and then she saw the shadow looming over her. She looked up to see Kyle standing there. She looked away and focused on the playground. Kyle moved and sat down next to her.

"Layla," he said. She looked at him in shock. After all the time she had known him, he had never called her by her first name.

"Kyle," she said. He looked down at his feet and back to her.

"I want to thank you," Kyle said, "If you hadn't told, I don't know what would have happened."

"I thought you hated me," Layla said.

"I didn't hate you," he said, "I think I was jealous of you. You seemed so happy with your Mom and Dad. Your parents loved you. Mine didn't."

"Kyle, how much do you know about my parents?" Layla asked.

"I know they're FBI agents," Kyle said, "Your Dad believes in aliens and things like that, but you're Mom doesn't. I read the papers."

She looked at him and laughed.

"Believe it or not, they're not my real parents," Layla said, "They didn't give birth to me. I'm adopted."

"What happened to your real parents?" he asked.

"They were killed," she replied, "By a monster that tried to kill me too, but my Mom and Dad showed up and stopped it. That's how we met."

"Oh, I never knew," Kyle said.

"Why does it matter now?" she asked, "What do you want, Kyle?"

"I wanted to say I'm sorry for what I've done to you for the past three years," he said, "I know it doesn't make up for everything, but I want to try. I really am sorry."

"I forgave you when I found out what your Mom did to you," Layla said.

"I shouldn't have picked on you like that," he said, "I was scared and angry."

"Kyle, I understand, okay?" she said, "I forgive you. It's over. It's in the past and we can't change it."

"No, we can't," he said, "But I'm going to make up for all those times."

"Okay," she said, "You don't have to."

He noticed that she had tears falling down her face. She turned away from him as the tears kept coming.

"Layla, what's wrong?" he asked.

"M…my dad left again," she said, her voice cracking.

"Why?" he asked. She sniffled.

"He, uh, there were some b…bad people after him," she sighed, "He said he left to keep us safe. I don't know if…if we'll ever…see him again. Now, my…my mom has to raise me and my brother and I just…I don't know."

"That's so sad," Kyle said, "I'm so sorry, Layla."

She started to cry again. Kyle put his arm around her shoulder. She leaned against him.

"Kyle Bernard!" Mrs. G called as she walked towards them. Layla sat up as tears still fell.

"What are you doing to her now?" Mrs. G asked.

Before Kyle could answer, Layla said, "He wasn't doing anything. He was saying he's sorry and I was crying for another thing and he was being nice."

"Are you sure?" she asked. Layla nodded. "Okay, are you okay?" Another nod and Mrs. G turned around and walked away, looking back over her shoulder. She was going to keep an eye on them.

"What…happened after your mom came?" Layla asked him.

"I don't want to talk about it," he said, "I live with my Grandma now. She's nice. It turns out that Mom and her never talk anymore. Grandma didn't even know about what was going on."

"I'm glad you're somewhere safe now," she said.

"Me too," he said.

"Time to come in!" Mrs. G called to the class.

Kyle stood up and put his hand out to Layla. She looked at him and took his hand and he pulled her up.

"Can we be friends?" Kyle asked.

"I'd like that," Layla smiled and they shook hands.

They broke the handshake and walked into the school building together.

Scully just laid William down for another nap when there came a rapid knock on the door. She opened it to see Agent Doggett standing there looking panicked.

"What?" she asked, "What's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" he asked incredulously, "I've been trying to call you."

"Yeah, the phone's off the hook because of the baby," she said.

"I got panicked that you're not going to be here, that you left too."

She paused uncomfortably, "Come in."

He walked in and she shut the door behind him. She turned to face him.

"I've been looking for Mulder. I went to his apartment."

"I know."

"Where'd he go?"

Scully's eyes filled again as the pain in her chest surfaced.

"Dana, where'd he go?"

"He's gone," she said, "He's just…gone."

Doggett looks away and then back at her and sighs.

"Why did he leave?"

"He said it was for our safety."

"Layla?"

"She's at school. He left after we dropped her off."

"William?"

"He's asleep. What's going on, John?"

"Everything that happened in that garage has been erased."

"They do that."

"They?"

Scully gave him one of her looks. He sighed again.

"Can you contact Mulder?"

"No, he doesn't want to be found, so don't look."

"I have to go."

"John, promise me you won't look."

"I can't."

He opened the door and turned around. "If you need someone to talk to or if you need some help with the kids, I'm here."

"I know. Thanks."

He left and she shut the door behind him. She sighed as she knew that he was going to look for Mulder. She missed him so much already. She didn't realize how much she depended on him to be there for her. She walked into her room and looked in at William asleep in his bassinet. She thought about how Layla is dealing with school. She knew that her little girl's heart was broken. She just didn't know what to do.

AN: I apologize for taking so long to update! Life has been so crazy! I hope you like the chapter! More to come!