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Hours later, Scully pulled up to a house with a white picket fence and perfect yard. Mulder laughed.

"Look, we've found the Brady Bunch," he joked as he opened the door. Scully shot him a warning glance, but that was all. She made sure to lock the car, then began to walk up to the door. She and Mulder reached it, and she pressed the doorbell.

There was a moment of nothing, leaving Scully to wonder if perhaps no one was home, or that Reyes had gone back to her apartment. Just as she was about to tell Mulder that they were leaving, the door flew open, revealing Monica Reyes.

She smiled broadly upon seeing her friends. She quickly grabbed Scully in a hug. When she let go, she stood back and smiled. "It's been far too long, Scully. You look good though, considering what you must be going through." She turned to Mulder. "And you. You look a whole lot better too."

"Well, anyone looks better after getting out of an orange monkey suit."

"Yeah, I never did get to see you on a good day. You were always half-dead, recovering, or in jail whenever I saw you." She smiled. "Actually, I know I saw you more than that, but who cares, right?"

Mulder smiled. "Right."

She stepped to the side. "Come on in." Scully nodded to her, then stepped inside of John's house. She immediately noticed a difference. There seemed to be more decorations. More cheerful ones. Decorations that John would never buy. She turned back to Reyes as she and Mulder sat on a couch, and Reyes in another opposite theirs.

"What happened to the house? It's a lot different than the last time I was in here."

"Well, that was a few years ago." Reyes looked around, as if searching for what was different. "I've bought a few things over the years."

Scully studied Reyes for a moment. She was obviously comfortable in the house, not afraid to mess with anything. She'd probably spent a lot of time here during the years. Scully's eyes went to Reyes' ring finger, which still had nothing on it.

"You John's decorator now?" she asked jokingly, hoping to get the answer to her thoughts.

Reyes laughed. "No, not really. Although I have kinda taken over. He had such a bland style." She smiled and shook her head. "No, I moved in with John."

Scully nodded, and was surprised to see Mulder nodding too. "Yeah, I figured that," he said. "You two did seem to be getting kinda close."

Reyes raised an eyebrow. "You saw it like it's a bad thing. Like it is something you don't approve of."

"I didn't say that, nor did I mean it. I think it's good that Doggett has someone to keep him in line."

Reyes smiled again, then glanced at the clock. "Any minute now," she said idly. A few seconds later, they heard the door click as it was unlocked. Monica stood up as Doggett entered the house. Reyes went to him and hugged him, and he kissed her cheek. Then he looked up, startled to see Mulder and Scully.

Scully smiled and stood up, and he surprised her by giving her a hug too. He let go and smiled. "I haven't see you in forever." He turned to look at Mulder.

Mulder held out his arms. "My turn," he said jokingly. Doggett allowed a small smile and shook one of Mulder's outstretched hands. He sighed and sank down onto the couch with Reyes.

"What are you doing here? It's a little dangerous for you to come back, especially after breaking out of the prison. You should have gone straight to Canada."

Mulder shrugged. "There was something I had to do."

Doggett shook his head. "You could have been found or killed. And you would have taken Scully down with you."

Mulder turned to Scully then back to Doggett, but he had no words. Scully put a hand on Mulder's arm. "Then we'd have gone down together. I wouldn't have it any other way."

Doggett looked from Scully to Mulder and nodded. "I understand." He leaned forward. "So, tell me why you came back. What could be so important?"

Scully looked at him, all her face void of all expression. "William," she said simply.

Doggett looked confused for a moment, then looked at Reyes, whose eyes told him all. He turned back to Scully. "What's happened to Will? Who did it?"

Scully shook her head. "We don't know who took him. But they want a disc from Mulder's office. If they don't get it, they'll kill our son," Scully said, her voice breaking with emotion. Mulder put a comforting arm around her and held her close.

Doggett made a face. "A disc? From Mulder's office?" He groaned and put his face in his hands. Reyes patted his back. He looked up at a very confused Mulder and Scully. "Right after we got you out of prison, Mulder, they ransacked the X-Files office and took everything."

Mulder said nothing, but his eyes showed the heartbreak. He blinked once, then looked down at the floor, pulling away from Scully. "Should've known," he said to himself. "Should have known that they would take everything. Should've known," he repeated.

Scully put a hand on his back and leaned closer to his face. "It's not your fault," she whispered, so that Doggett and Reyes could not hear. "You didn't do anything."

Mulder nodded, but did not look up. Doggett shifted in his seat uncomfortably. "What's on the disc, Agent Mulder?"

Mulder smiled cynically. "I'm not an agent anymore, remember? I'm a convicted criminal on the run from the law." He shook his head. "I don't know what was on the disc. I had dozens of discs."

Doggett and Reyes shook their heads. They didn't know what to do.