On our way over Scully and I read the file over and over trying to see what Skinner felt was so urgent. Lucky we both had our emergency bags packed and all we had to do was get to the airport. We ran in just in time to get on the plane. Skinner meant ASAP when he said it.

"I don't get it Mulder."

"I don't either."

"What was he so panicked about?"

"I don't know."

The rest of the way over was quiet except for those who talked around us. When we got there I looked over what lay in front of me. The boy, I was told, was at a center and would be placed up for adoption becuase he didn't have any other family.

"Agent Mulder?"

I turned around to see a rather short man looking at me.

"Yes?"

"And this is Agent Scully no doubt."

"yes it is, how can we help you?"

"I'm sorry, my name's Rick, my son Bryce was friends with William."

I saw the pain on Scully's face at the mention of his name, even if it wasn't the same little boy, he had our boy's name. Eventually Scully cleared her throat and asked the obvious.

"Who's William?"

"He's the little Van boy."

"Van? I thought their last name was..."

"Yes, yes, but everyone in town calls them the Van's for short."

"Oh okay."

"William, the little guy, he looks a lot like you."

"huh?"

"He has your eyes is all."

Then he motioned toward me.

"And that nose, I would know it anywhere. Were you relatives of the boy's?"

I could practically hear Scully's heart beating up in her throat.

"We have to go. Do you know where the police station is around here?"

"Sure, its right in the middle of town, can't miss it."

"Okay thanks."

I put my hand at the small of Scully's back and ushered her back to the car. I opened the pasenger door for her and helped her into her seat.

"Mulder... you don't think."

I looked over at her and could see tears in her eyes. Tears of hope.

"Mulder, he has your nose... who else has your nose?"

"Hey, that could be an insult you know."

"Sorry, you know that's not what I meant. Just... think about it, my eyes, your nose. How many other kids in the world could it be?"

I didn't know but we were about to find out.

When we first saw him I thought I was going to fall on my face. This little boy who I hadn't seen in months was so grown up. This little boy was still a part of me. He still remembered Scully a little. Not by sight, but by sent. He was crying when she first picked him up but after a minute he quieted down and fell right to sleep in her arms. The man at the center was looking at us with great confusion when Scully first spoke.

"We found him Mulder we found our son."