Chapter 6

The night sky was beautiful. It was the only familiar thing in their surroundings. It looked like Earth, it felt like Earth, but it just wasn't the same. It felt like a foreign planet, but that most likely was because it was over run by an alien being, Scully mused.

She watched Mulder talk with Trent quietly as they trudged through the thick forest behind Hank and Tess. Leslie stood next to Scully, her eyes scanning to forests and her gun held steadily in her hands. Scully smiled at how much she resembled Monica. Except for the sharp slanting eye shape she inherited from John, Leslie could not have been mistaken as any other's daughter.

Leslie noticed Scully's gaze and she smiled shyly at Scully. "My mother and Walter would always entertain me and Trent with their stories of you and Mulder. They told us about the monsters in the X files and what a good friend you were."

She looked down before she continued. "Before my parents and Walter went back on the ship that you two were held on, William was here. We were friends. He was taken from us when he was 10 by the aliens. He knew the stories about you too, but he never knew…he never knew you were his parents. He thought that Walter was his father. He never told him he was or that he wasn't. Trent of course thinks of William as his brother. He misses him very much. We all do." Leslie glanced at Scully to see her crying.

"I'm sorry." Leslie mumbled.

Scully shook her head vigorously. "No, it is ok. Wha-..what was he like?" Scully asked.

Leslie smiled and looked up at the sky as if trying to pluck her memories out of the heavens. "He was shy with strangers. Well, I always thought him shy, but Walter said he was like his father in that area…a loner, withdrawn, an analyzer. He was so smart and kind as well. Trent would be bossy with him and William would just see that that was the way Trent was and let him boss him around, knowing that it wouldn't matter later on. He loved to explore. He had to know where everything was and everything about anything. He would make up these adventures for Me and Trent to partake in. His favorite was Moby Dick. That was his favorite book. He would always let Trent be Ahab though I knew William made a better Ahab." Leslie stopped when Scully's crying became more evident.

Mulder turned his head to see Scully crying. Trent stopped with him and they all stood in the dark and quiet forest, taking a break.

"I'm sorry, it is my fault. I was telling her what I remembered about William." Leslie admitted. Trent gave her a stern glare and he clenched his jaw. He didn't like to be reminded of William.

Mulder held Scully much to her dismay. "I'm fine, stop it Mulder, I'm fine!" she exclaimed, pushing him away.

Just then a tree branch snapped and they all whirled around to see six guns pointed at them. "Come with us and we will not shoot," one of them said.

They all walked with their hands up in the air and with guns lodged into their backs the remainder of the way. Scully and Mulder's breath caught in their throats when they got to the city. It was beautiful. It reminded Scully of the Elvin city in The Lord of the Rings. They were walked through the city, Kinliens stared and probed their minds. Most would not make eye contact. They were thrown into a large cell that reeked of urine and vomit.

"Nice town, friendly folk", Mulder commented. Scully snorted and folded her arms nervously.

"What now?" Scully asked.

"We wait", Trent answered.

Leslie reminded the group, "Try not to think about William or our relations with him. We don't want anyone knowing before he does."

They all nodded, all thinking about how near impossible that would be. Scully tried not to cry again. Their son, the product of half of Mulder and half of herself was the one thing she feared the most.

It was hours before they were released and taken into what looked like the main structure of the city. They were seated at a long, fancy table and served food. They ate warily, not daring to speak. Guards lined the walls, staring blankly at the prisoners. Mulder put a shaking hand on Scully's knee under the table. She relaxed slightly, reminding herself that Mulder was by her side. Whatever was to come, they would go through it together.

The door opened abruptly, causing everyone to give a slight jump. A man walked in, a bored expression on his face and he stood by the door. "Your King", the man stated holding his arm out. If Mulder wasn't so nervous he would have laughed his ass off at the statement. Scully's hand found his under the table and her grip caused his fingertips to pulse.

A man strolled in, patting the man at the doorway on the shoulder.

"Thank you Marcus, that will be all", he told him.

His body was a spitting image of Mulder's from the lean middle up to the broad shoulders. His hair was the dark brown of Mulder's with a hint of red dispersed throughout it. His face held many of the soft features of his mother. He held her sharp nose and delicate cheek bones but he had his father's strong jaw line and dimpled chin. His eyes were the part that made Scully's heart jump. It was like looking into her own except they weren't the clear blue. They were the hazel pools of color that she had grown to know so well in Mulder's eyes. He was beautiful.

He walked slowly to the table and pulled out a seat for himself, looking at each of their faces. Scully's lip quivered when their gazes met. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Mulder's jaw clenching and unclenching.

"Hello William", Trent murmured. William smiled a small smile that reminded Mulder of Scully's amused grin she often displayed while working on the X files.

"Hello Trent. How is father?" William asked, leaning forward eagerly.

"He's gone." Leslie answered for him. William looked at her, his face softening. "Leslie", he whispered. She wouldn't look him in the eye.

He then looked at Mulder and Scully, trying to figure out who they were. Then his face broke into a slight smile and he stated, "Ah, and you must be the famous Mulder and Scully I heard so much about as a child." Scully looked down at her hands, emotions too strong to comprehend.

Mulder cleared his throat and said, "I didn't realize we were famous enough for the ears of a King."

William's eyebrows knitted together in the same fashion as his mother's and he softly replied, "Father had many things to say about you. I knew one day you would come here. You are the King of the resistance. This day was destined to happen. I have waited many years."

Scully looked up and caught her son's eyes. She could feel him pull into her mind and she tried hard not to let the picture of her baby William enter her mind. He could sense her fear and her pain. He could sense her loss. You need not be afraid. He told her in her mind. She nodded and looked away.

"William. You must know why we are here. Our people die everyday. We just want peace. We want to exist." Leslie prodded.

William reached across and took her small hand in his. "I have missed you so much Leslie. I think about you daily." William told her, his eyes solemn. She took her hand away as if he stung her.

The hurt was evident on his face. "I cannot promise you anything. You know I can't do that. I can promise your safe return out of the city." He told her.

"We want peace." Trent stated harshly.

Williams face flashed in anger and he got up from the table, his chair knocking over. "Why do you come asking for impossible things of me? Why do you come now. Why not earlier. Why do you burden me with all of this? You know I cannot." He seethed, pacing the room.

Leslie started to cry. Trent got out of his chair as well and got into William's face. "You are no King! You are as human as I! You are a coward William! You sit up here in your little palace instead of with your family, fighting for our existence."

William's jaw clenched as his eyes had a silent war with Trent's. Finally he broke the glance and said very low, "I have no one. I trust no one. I have no family. I have no one to live for except myself. I am no human. I am not like you Trent. Or you Leslie."

Leslie got up and walked to William. She put her hand on his arm and pulled him to her. He leaned into her embrace and her fingers kneaded through his hair. "Will, you have me. You ARE human. You are different but human. You had a mother and a father. You were a miracle. You are loved. Please. Please save us." Tears streamed down her face.

William pushed her away and looked angrily into her eyes. "What mother? What father? What human can do this?!" with one look he threw a chair against the wall and he entered each of their minds simultaneously; now tell me I am human.

Scully lifted herself out of the seat. Leslie and Trent sat down, understanding what events were to occur. She walked over to William and put her hand on his cheek. He looked at her, the confusion evident on his face. She looked deep into his eyes, willing him to enter her mind. His eyes fluttered closed and his mind filled with images of a kiss between Mulder and Scully, Monica yelling at Scully to push, Scully holding a baby in her arms screaming at a group of people to get away from her baby, Mulder smiling down at the bundle in Scully's arms, Scully kissing the baby's forehead before putting him in Skinner's arms, Scully crying alone on her kitchen floor with a baby blanket clutched in her hands. His eyes shot open and he saw the tears streaming down her face. Her chin wrinkled under the pressure of her concealed sobs. He touched her cheek as well and his thumb traced small circles on her cheek bone.

Mulder got up and came up behind Scully. He put a hand on her shoulder and looked into his son's eyes for the second time in his life. "So the king of the alien race is the spawn of the king of the resistance" William stated. He let his hand drop from Scully's face and he looked down at his feet, trying to collect his thoughts.

"I will help you then. I will leave the colony and join with yours. There will never be peace. They will never understand why I leave so I will not try to explain or justify my reasoning. They will be lost and angry without me. I believe I'll put you in more danger if I leave but I cannot stay and know that my enemy is my family. I have gone too long without family." William said, his eyes switching gazes between Mulder and Scully. Leslie came up behind William and threw her arms around his waist. He turned around and hugged her tightly. Trent beamed and whispered, "Welcome back, brother."

"Is my sister well? Does she hate me?" William asked.

"Your sister?" Scully asked in confusion.

William frowned and replied, "Well yes, Emily."

Scully gasped and her mind immediately flew back to the woman's face that served hers and Mulder's food that first night. The one that looked so much like Melissa.

"We have to hurry. They will hear our thoughts. We cannot make any plans until we are far from them all", William said. Krycek appeared in front of Mulder. He was smiling a cocky smile and said, "Remember Mulder, trust no one."

Mulder smiled back and whispered, "But I can trust my son"