Disclaimer: I forgot this before, but here it is: I do not own Dana Scully, Fox Mulder, or Margaret Scully. I also do not own the X-Files. They are the property of 10:13. If I did own them, then I wouldn't be struggling to make tuition next year! But I do own Emma, Danny, Patrick, and all those other people y'all don't recognize!

A/N: Thanks for the reviews guys. This is my first fanfic, although I am an avid reader! I finally got up the courage to write one, so cut me some slack here. I'm carrying a 17-hour course load, so I don't know how regular the updates will be! Keep watching-I will try to get them up at least every three days.

CHAPTER 3

The next morning at breakfast, Dana worked up the courage to bring up Mulder.

"Mom, when did you last talk to Mulder?" she asked.

"Last week. He called to say that he'd be back indefinitely. I told him to stop by for lunch one of these days."

"What? Did he say . . . is he coming? When?" Dana's mind was racing with thoughts of the one man who could rip her life apart, or put it back together again.

"I think he said Wednesday. Oh, dear, that's today, isn't it? Honestly, Dana, when we talked I had no idea that you would be here. I forgot about it till just now."

"When is he coming?"

"Around one, I believe. Dana, you cannot possibly think about not being here. It would upset him to know that you were avoiding him. And I won't lie to him for you."

"I just don't know what to say to him."

"How can you not want to see him? This is the man you had walk you down the aisle instead of your own brother. You knew Bill wouldn't come because of Fox and it upset Patrick, yet you insisted on it. You loved him that much. How can you have nothing to say to the man who was your closest friend for so many years?" Margaret Scully knew that her daughter had felt incredibly strongly for Fox Mulder - they had been the closest that two people could get without being lovers. It had been an amazing relationship, and it had broken her heart to see it break up. Fox would have been a remarkable influence in the children's lives. He was such a warm, devoted man, and her grandchildren would have been lucky to have "Uncle" Mulder in their lives. To know that the chance of that was basically hopeless now saddened her.

"You just don't understand. There are things you don't know." Dana's voice broke on this statement. She knew that her secret was too important to let go, even to her mother. She knew Margaret would never

"Then tell me, Dana. I'm your mother. I knew something was going on. No matter how horrible it is I will love you anyway. I would never judge you darling."

"Mom, I just can't. Not now. Please, just believe me."

"Please, Dana. You need to get this off your chest."

"No, Mom. Not now, and maybe not ever."

"Alright dear, But you will tell me eventually. You can't keep this bottled up inside forever. I know you, Dana, and the truth will come out eventually."

Dana knew that her mother was right. She couldn't keep it from her forever. Her mother was her best friend in the whole world. That title had gone to Mulder a few years ago, but they had since lost touch. Her mother would know the truth eventually, but now was not the time. She had to at least think about who should find out first. In the back of her mind, she knew that he had the right to know before anyone else, but she couldn't bring herself to even think of saying the words. Especially now that she was going to see him in a few short hours.

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At a quarter past one, Dana was pacing the front room. She watched the street for any car that looked like it might stop at her mother's house. With every car that drove by, her stomach lurched a little. She was so nervous. She knew exactly why, but she didn't really understand. It wasn't like she was actually going to tell him. She wasn't going to today, She wasn't sure if she ever would.

She was so deep in thought she didn't notice the silver sedan pull in behind her SUV. But the slam of the car door wrenched her attention back to the present. She looked to the window. She could see the car, but the driver had disappeared from sight.

Then the doorbell rang.

A/N: Sorry this chapter was so short. I thought that their first meeting in four years deserved it's own chapter. It will be up in the next couple days, I promise!