A/N: Thanks for your reviews! Greatly appreciated! ^.^ Extremely happy now! *grins* Here's the second chapter. And yah, only Joran calls Jocelyn, "Joss".

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Fox Mulder watched as his partner examined the two children for injuries. His legs did hurt a bit from the collision with those twins, so their heads probably hurt a bit, too.

"So what are your names?" he asked, leaning against the wall. The kids were sitting quietly on his desk.

"I'm Joran, and this is Jocelyn," the boy answered, his eyes wide as flying saucers.

"Hello, Joran. Jocelyn." He paused and the corner of his lips curled up into a smile. "So how did you two find my cozy little office?"

"We were on a tour with our class, and well… Joss suggested we run--"

Jocelyn jumped off the table and glared at her brother. "No I didn't! You wouldn't let go of me!" She turned, eyes flashing. "We were on a field trip till this dork here got us lost!" There were tears in her eyes now. "I don't want to get into trouble," she squeaked.

Mulder let Scully pull the girl into a hug while he went to sit next to her brother. The two 'boys' looked at each other and shrugged. Mulder remembered what it was like to fight with a sister. That was a long time ago though…

"So can you tell me more about the X-Files?"

Joran's question surprised Mulder somewhat. "You're interested in the X-Files?" he asked, an eyebrow raised.

"Yes! I want to join the FBI in the future, and be just like you! I want to believe!" Joran exclaimed, pointing at the poster behind the desk.

Mulder caught Scully's amused look and Jocelyn's skeptical eye roll.

Oh look, it's Little Spooky and his skeptical partner…

He had no doubt that Scully was thinking the exact same thing when he picked the little boy up. "It's not healthy for you to be so into the paranormal," he commented.

"But you're obsessed with the paranormal!"

"No one ever said he was healthy. In fact, 'Spooky Mulder' is the nickname for your idol here," she commented, confirming Mulder's previous suspicion.

Mulder gave a silly grin before leaving his office with Scully and Jocelyn behind him. "Focused. Not obsessed. Let's go find your tour group. Which school and what grade, Joran?"

"Grade three. Gage Eckington Elementary."

"So you're… eight?"

"Yup! I'm going to join the FBI as soon as possible!"

"Well, good luck with that dream, okay?"

The boy was getting heavier in his arms so he put him down and just held his hand. It was weird, the feeling of protecting a child, but he liked it. Perhaps one day he'll settle down, get married and have a bunch of kids. The glances he and Scully got while walking and riding the elevator down to the main floor amused him greatly.

The security downstairs greeted Mulder and Scully. "What can I do for you two agents today?"

"Two kids got lost from their tour. Gage Eckington, third--"

"JORAN TILLYER! JOCELYN TILLYER!"

The four of them spun around, the children moving behind their new friends. A woman with grey hair - Mrs. Hamel - was moving towards them at top speed.

"Joran and Jocelyn! Wait till your parents hear about this! Running off without a word, and bothering these kind FBI Agents!" she raved. The whole main floor of the building was watching them now, but Mrs. Hamel didn't even notice them.

Mulder felt somebody tugging at his suit . Joran's wide, fearful eyes stared up at him. "Help us out of this?" he asked, his voice abnormally high.

The thought of controlling an old - excuse me, not as young - woman made him nervous. It was an uncomfortable job. After all, he was raised with the words "respect your elders" in his head.

But he had to help the twins out. He WAS Joran's hero. Why not play up to it?