Mulder had mysteriously found the flat tire normal when he had returned from the car. He had wasted no time in getting he and Scully on the road and away from where they had been. Without even thinking, he had taken Scully back to her apartment. He truly had no recollection of what had happened to them. Had no clue as to why they were dressed the way they were. He had carried Scully to her room and set her on the bed gently. He then fell collapsed on the floor next to the bed completely exhausted.
When morning came, Scully slowly opened her eyes and stretched. She noticed the attire she was wearing and gasped. So it hadn't been a dream? She put her hand to her forehead as she sat up quickly. "Mulder?"
Mulder slowly stirred from on the floor. "Ow, I feel like someone ran over me with a Mack truck." He moved his legs. "Twice." He then sat up. "You ok, Scully?"
"All things considered." She answered motioning to the bridal gown.
"I can honestly say I have no clue as to where that came from. But...if it's any consolation, you look great in it." Mulder slowly rose to his feet and took a seat on the bed next to her. "Ouch, that's going to hurt when I work out again."
"Mulder, what happened to us? I mean....I remember us in the car and the tire going flat. And there was this house....but I don't remember anything else."
"Ya got me. And these are definitely NOT my ordinary sleep clothes."
"What's that?" Scully asked pointing to a lump in his pants.
Mulder gave her a grin.
"That's NOT what I meant."
"Fine, fine." Mulder answered as he went into his pants and pulled out a book.
"Where did you get that?" Scully asked sitting on the edge of the bed.
"I don't know." Mulder then opened the book. "To Fox, thank you for setting us free. We will always remember you, Josephine." He paused. "Josephine?" He then turned to a picture of Josephine. He and Scully both exchanged glances.
"Oh my god." They responded in harmony.