"Come on Scully, pick up the phone." Frustrated, he threw his phone into the corner of the room. Scully had been gone an hour and hadn't called. "Where are you?" In the other room, William began crying. Mulder went in and brought him out to the kitchen where he warmed up his bottle. The microwave beeped and Mulder pulled out the bottle and, after testing it, gave it to the crying William. He rocked and soothed him as he walked back into the nursery and sat in the old rocking chair Scully's mom had given them last Christmas. The phone chose to ring just as William was drifting back to sleep. Mulder grabbed the cordless phone in the hallway and said, "Hello?"

"Are you Fox Mulder?"

"Yes, who is this?"

"You are listed as next of kin to call on Dana Scully's medical records."

"Oh God no. What happened to her? What's wrong?"

"She was in a car accident. She's at St. George's Hospital."

"I'm on my way." There wasn't any time to call for a babysitter. The hospital was just ten minutes away. He dressed William for cold weather and retrieved his cell phone from the floor. As he pulled out of the parking space, he dialed Scully's mother's number.

"Maggie, Dana was in an accident. I don't know how bad she's hurt. I'm bringing William with me. I'm on my way right now. Ok. See you there." He clicked the disconnect button and looked to the backseat and found William looking back at his with teary blue eyes, sucking madly on his pacifier. "Hang on there buddy."