Title: Finding a Family, Part 6
Author: Gillian Leigh
Disclaimer: See an earlier installment, please.

Mulder Residence
Glasgow, Scotland
May 8, 2026
3:44 p.m.

A knock at the door quickly gained Dana Mulder's attention. She had been sitting in her living room, reading a book, enjoying the warm spring breeze that entered through the open windows. Her husband looked up from his newspaper, and ran a hand through his graying hair.

"I'll get it," she called, her voice containing a soft Irish accent from all the years living there.

"Alright," Fox called back, the accent edging his voice as well. He rose out of his chair anyway to join her. Though his wife was sixty-one, and he was sixty-four, they'd hardly lost the agile movement of their youth. Regular exercise and healthy living preserved that.

Dana opened the door, and asked of the tall, young man at the door,

"What can I do for you?"

"Maybe you can help me, I'm in the process of finding a family..." She knew the mannerisms and movement anywhere; they were identical to Fox's. Another quick glance at his blue eyes and prominent nose told her she was right.

"William?!" she practically whispered. Fox had to steady himself as he steadied his wife.

"Oh, my God," he muttered, tears involuntarily falling. "Is it really you?" he asked, wanting so badly to believe that it hurt. Will nodded. Dana covered her mouth with her hand, and began to sob. She didn't hesitate to put her arms around her son, and she buried her face in his shirt, inhaling his scent. Fox moved in as well, and embraced his son.

"We thought we'd never see you again," Dana said, wiping her eyes. They brought him in off the porch and closed the door, ushering him into the living room. From where they stood just to the side of the cobbled path which lead to the porch steps, John and Monica could clearly see the three figures moving about the living room. Monica took a deep breath and said,

"Happy Birthday, Will." John grinned and added,

"Hope you've gotten all that you asked for." Monica smiled, and looked up at her husband. And with that, they walked away. Family found.

-le fin-

Author's Notes: Alright, I posted this once, but I took it off, because I had no idea where I was going with it. Now it's back, and I finished it ! Woohoo! Honest opinions, please, but keep the flames to a minimum. Feedback is GOLD!! Write me and I'll love you forever. (twistedmoonbeam8@hotmail.com) Oh, and if there are any discrepancies, forgive me, it's been a while since I've looked at this story, and it's late right now, and I'm exhausted, but I had to post this, or I wouldn't sleep at all tonight. Oh, and the Scotland thing... never been there... so I could be making stuff up, but let's just say I'm making use of my artistic license. :oP