Another hour later they stepped out of the airport and rented a car. Scully sighed as she got into the passenger's seat. It would be another two hours before they reached Devenworth. Mulder got into the driver's seat moments later, a freshly bought bag of his favorite snack in his hand. They didn't speak very much during the drive. Mulder was lost in though while he drove, and Scully was busy reviewing the file. It was an uncomfortable silence.

Scully looked up at Mulder's passive face. It was almost as if there was more to this assignment then he was telling her. But she didn't pry; she never pried into his private business. She only did so if she thought that something he was holding to himself was potentially dangerous. This didn't seem to be the case. She wasn't sure what was wrong.

She did notice, however, that his eyes became kind of glazed. She put her hand on his arm. "Mulder? Do you want me to drive?"

He blinked. "Yeah. Yeah, why not. I haven't been sleeping so well lately."

"When did you start having sleeping problems again?"

"Uh," Mulder squinted as he thought. "I haven't slept well since Monday."

Scully frowned and looked down at the folder. Dameon Williams had been murdered on Sunday, and Mulder must have gotten wind of it soon afterwards. Was something about the case causing him to lose sleep? she wondered. What could possibly bother Mulder so much?

Scully pulled into the parking lot of a hotel an hour later in Devenworth. Mulder, who never fell slept in a car, had actually fallen asleep mere minutes after Scully took over. She parked the car in a reasonable spot and turned off the engine. She turned to wake Mulder up, but found herself just watching him sleep. Deciding against waking him from what little sleep he would get, she stepped out of the car herself, locking the door behind her. She walked up to the main office of the hotel, acutely aware of her surroundings.

She stepped into the office, and heard the tell-tale ringing of a bell that announced her arrival. Not even a minute later, a wiry old man stepped up to the counter.

"What can I help you with, ma'am?" he asked, looking at her in a way that made her wish she had woken Mulder up.

"I need two rooms, please. And I'm not sure how long we're going to be here."

"We?" the man asked, looking behind her.

"My partner and I," she answered, gesturing to the locked car.

"Riiight," he said, then turned to the fifteen-year-old computer on his desk. He tapped a few keys, then turned back to Scully. "You want rooms right next to each other?" Scully nodded in reply. He went back to typing in keys for another long moment before grabbing two keys from the hooks behind him. "607 and 608." He handed the keys to her, letting his hand brush hers. Scully shot him a go-to-hell look and tucked the keys in her pocket.

"How much is it a night?"

"Eighty-one dollars. For both rooms. They have cable, too."

Scully nodded, wishing once again that Mulder was here to reply with a smart-alec comment. She nodded her thanks, then signed the forms that he thrust at her. After she finished, he gave her a toothy smile.

"Have fun."

Scully nodded and stepped out of the office, glad to be out. She walked quickly back to the car and got in. She leaned over and gently shook Mulder. It took a moment, but he awoke with a start, jumping forward in his seat.

"Wha...What is it?" he asked groggily, turning to look at Scully.

She smiled. "Nothing, Mulder. We're there, though."

He blinked, then nodded. "Oh, good. What happened? Did I fall asleep?"

"About five minutes after I took over."

"Hm." He grinned. "Sorry. I should have been helping you stay awake," he said, judging by her weary expression.

"It's all right, Mulder. You needed the rest."

He sighed and stretched out his arms the best he could in the small car before getting out. He looked around for a moment at the small hotel, that actually looked very well kept. "Not a bad place."

"Yeah, except for the clerk inside." she said almost under her breath. She opened the trunk of the car and grabbed her bags, with Mulder grabbing his right behind her. Scully made sure to lock the car before going off to search for their rooms. They finally found them, and traded the extra keycard so that both would have access to the other's room. They said good-night, then went into their rooms.

Mulder tossed his bag onto the floor and immediately plopped down into the nearest chair, running his hand over his face. He felt so tired, not like he'd ever been before. He felt like he could have fallen asleep right then, but managed to make it through a shower before he crashed, asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Scully, also, went to sleep almost immediately. She managed to put her clothes up, take a shower, and brush her teeth before she too, fell into a restless sleep.