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DNA Lab

Several hours later, Scully sat patiently waiting for the test results, while Greg impatiently paced around the room. Every now and then he'd stop to work a little. Thankfully it had been a very slow night, which meant that not too many people had come into the room. Nick had come in once to drop off some evidence and Warrick had come in a little while later to see if there were any results on it yet. Scully was about to try to calm down the seemingly frazzled lab tech when the printer pushed out a piece of paper. Greg quickly grabbed it and looked at it puzzled.

"This doesn't make any sense," he said.

"What is it?" Scully asked. She got up from her chair to stand beside him.

"This says that the sample matches no known substance. Maybe the machine is broken. There has to be something that it would match."

"I think it is what it is—an unknown substance. If it is from a real alien, who's to say that their made of the same stuff we are."

Greg looked at her confused. "You're telling me that those bodies are real aliens?"

"I would like to say that they could be explained as something else, but from what I'm seeing here…they can't. With all of my training and background, I'm certain that those bodies are the real deal."

"Do you have any idea what the implications of this are? This is gonna change everything."

"Yes, it would change everything if people were to find out about it. We're still a long way from that happening."

"What do you mean?" Greg asked. He was starting to become more nervous.

Scully didn't want to add to his apparent nervousness, but felt she needed to tell him the truth. "Do you have any idea how dangerous this information is to have? What the government will do to keep people from finding out about it? This whole situation just became more hazardous."

Greg didn't know what to think. Scully was starting to scare him. "So, what do we do?"

"We keep quiet. I need to find Mulder and talk to him," Scully said. She grabbed the test results and the samples and turned to smile sweetly at Greg. He tried to return the smile, but it barely shown through the worry on his face. "Greg, I don't know my way around this place and I'm afraid I'll get lost. Would you mind helping me find my partner?" she asked sweetly.

"Sure. He's probably either in Grissom's office or in the break room. Follow me."

He held the door for her as they stepped out into the hall and went in search of Mulder.

Meanwhile… In Grissom's office

Grissom was sitting in the same position he had been in since taking his seat behind his desk. He sat leaning forward, elbows on his desk with his face in his hands. He had no idea how long he had been sitting there like that, but he really didn't care. Sara's conversation with Mulder kept replaying through his mind.

'We used to be friends…He started to push me away, treat me like shit…It's a horrible thing to be someone's personal yo-yo…I've spent this past year trying my best to forget about him—to get over him. It's a hard thing to do when you care about someone so much…I have the same fears…He asked me to stay and I dropped everything—my whole life—to come work for him…No amount of distance is gonna get him out of my heart…It may hurt like hell, but at least I get to see him every day…So it seems misery will be my life for now.'

Her words invaded his mind causing a battle between his heart and mind. He had hurt her. He knew that he had. He never meant to but it seemed like he couldn't help it. He had never really realized how much he had hurt her until he heard those words. She did nothing but try to care about him and he did nothing but cause her pain. He realized this had to stop. He either needed to give her what she—and he—wanted and needed, or let her go completely. It was a realization that scared the hell out of him.

Break Room

Mulder looked up and smiled as Scully and Greg entered the room. Greg went to the coffee pot, while Scully stood near the doorway. Mulder got up and went to stand in front of Scully. She grabbed his arm and pulled him in closer and whispered, "We got the test results."

"What did they say?" he asked anxiously.

"Mulder, I can't believe I'm saying this, but those bodies are real aliens. No substance in this world matches those samples. There is no way to tell what they are…whatever those bodies are made of, it doesn't exist on this planet."

"So, what you're saying is we finally have proof?"

"Yes."

"This is great!"

"Yeah, it's great, but do you realize what having this proof means. We're not safe. No one that knows about this is safe. We've put Grissom, Sara and Greg's lives in danger. We shouldn't have dragged them into this," she said worriedly.

"I'm starting to think that we were meant to run into Grissom and Sara. I'm getting that feeling of being stuck in the middle of someone else's game."

"Here we go. I was wondering when you were going to get to all this being a conspiracy."

He gave her a disapproving look. "It was just too easy, Scully. Grissom and Sidle were called out to investigate dead bodies in the desert. We show up, convince them to go along with us and we manage to get the bodies all the way back to Vegas with no hassle."

"What are you saying, Mulder? That they are in on this? That they work for your so called shadow government?"

"No. I think they were just trying to do their job. Doesn't it seem strange to you that none of the local authorities in Rachel seemed to give a damn that there were two dead bodies out there? In normal small town America when two dead bodies are found people would care and maybe worry that there was a murderer running around town. The sheriff didn't seem to care and neither did any of the citizens of Rachel."

"So, the whole population of Rachel, Nevada is in on this conspiracy?"

"I don't know, Scully. But Area 51 is right there close. Maybe they all do work for the government or maybe there's some kind of code of silence. Maybe they've been warned to keep quiet about anything that might happen around there."

"Mulder, do you realize how insane you sound?"

"Then you explain it, Scully," he said, beginning to become frustrated.

"I can't explain it. All I know is what we found and that we have to warn Grissom and Sara that their lives may be in danger."

Mulder thought for a second and looked over at Sara and Greg, who were sitting quietly at the table. He knew Scully was right—they were all in danger. He suddenly felt guilty for asking for their help. He didn't mean to put their lives in jeopardy. He would feel horrible if something happened to them because of him. They were kind enough to help him and Scully and he realized he had to warn them, maybe even protect them. "You're right, Scully. We need to tell them."

"Well, we should talk to Grissom first, tell him everything. And then he can help us tell those two," Scully said, tilting her head towards the pair at the table.

"Seeing as how she discovered the bodies with Grissom—and due to the fact that she's helped us from the start—I think Sidle should be there, too."

"Make yourself a new friend, Mulder?" Scully asked. She was teasing him trying to lighten the mood.

"Actually, yes I did. I like her she's smart, funny and…"

"And?" Scully raised an eyebrow.

"And from what I can tell she's a wonderful and caring person."

Scully smiled and said, "Do you have a little crush on her, Mulder?"

"I would if I could, but my heart belongs to another," Mulder said in an overly dramatic voice.

"Your heart belongs to your work."

"And where does your heart belong, Agent Scully?"

"In my chest."

Mulder chuckled. "Good answer." He let out a sigh and said, "Okay, we should get this over with. I just hope they don't wind up totally hating us."

"I wouldn't blame them if they did," Scully said honestly.

Mulder nodded at Scully and walked over to Sara. She looked up as he approached and smiled at him. "What's up, Mulder?"

"Scully and I need to speak with you and Grissom in private."

"Sounds serious," she said.

"It could be."

Sara quickly began to gather up her papers and files, stacking them into a pile. She downed the rest of her coffee and picked the pile up and said, "I don't know where Grissom is. I haven't seen him in a while, but he's probably in his office."

"Lead the way," Mulder said, stepping aside to let her by him. As she walked in front of him he couldn't help but notice how nicely she filled out a pair of jeans. Scully caught him looking and just shook her head. Mulder grinned sheepishly as he and Scully followed Sara to Grissom's office.