Maggie puts down her coffee and stares at me, her face has turned white as if she has seen a ghost or something and then she speaks again. "Your mother, Dana Scully?" she says her voice trembling. I nod again tears beginning to sting my eyes. I put my head in my hands and get up from the table grabbing my rucksack. "Thank you for the food I need to be going now," I say, as I'm about to run away. I never expected this straight away, finding a member of my family it's all too much to take in
"William wait!" she says
I turn and look at her, her eyes are brimming with tears. "You're home," she says. With that I run into her outstretched arms, she hugs me tightly and pulls me back from our embrace and looks into my face, "I never noticed it until now, you look so much like your father, you have your mother's eyes." she says as she puts her hands on my face.

I laugh and she takes me into her arms again, I never want to let go. She leads me into the living room and takes out a photo album. "This is your parents,"
she says. She turns to a photo of a couple; the man is holding me carefully as a woman drapes her arms around us. "This was taken when you were two weeks old, the day before your father left."
"He left? Why?" I ask
"To save you, I will never understand why, only your mother and father know that, because of who you are, and maybe how special you are to certain people"
I nod beginning to understand, what she means.

"Grandma, things have been happening to me over the past few years" I say
"In what way?" she asks with concern in her voice.
"I can do things, for example see that ornament over there, watch"
I reach out my hand and close my eyes and concentrate the power is surging through me. I hear her gasp I open my eyes and let the ornament float over on to her lap.
"When? How?"
"I don't know but I've been doing this for as long as I can remember, and I seem to be getting stronger by the day."

That day I learned more about my parents than I had even thought possible, but there was still the question of where they were. Grandma says she doesn't know they move around a lot to stop those people who follow them, it was to keep me safe and the rest of the family like Grandma and my uncles' families. She tells me about my aunt Melissa, and Samantha my father's sister and then she told me about Emily my sister, it's strange because when she was talking about her I felt as if I already knew her.

When I was four years old I remember I woke up one night screaming from another nightmare and my adoptive mother came into my room to help me back to sleep. After she left the room, I saw something in the corner of my room it was a girl roughly the same age as me she smiled and waved at me, then she vanished. Anytime I had a nightmare she appeared and the more she did, the more I communicated with her, she said I shouldn't be afraid, these dreams are part of who I am, her presence was comforting but when the dreams stopped so did she. I always wondered what happened to her until I look at the pictures of her as a baby and up until she was four years old. My grandmother explains that Emily like me was special and had been brought up by a different family, like me she had been adopted but my mother hadn't known about her existence. She says that my mother managed to obtain all of Emily's belongings after she died to give us some memories of who she was. Grandma had kept most of Emily's belongings due to Mom and Dad moving around so much.

It had been a long day; we had talked for a long time about anything and everything.
Grandma said she was going to call my parents' old boss to say that I was here. That night I slept soundly for the first time in six years, but I couldn't stop thinking about my adoptive parents I know they won't let me go without a fight.
The next morning I went downstairs Grams had let me sleep later than I had ever done in my life before and I heard a man's voice with hers downstairs as I approached the kitchen.
I stood in the doorway and stared at the skin headed man who sat at the table. My grandmother came to my side. "William I would like you to meet Walter Skinner"
The man got up and stooped down to my eye level and gave me his hand "It's been a long time, the last time I saw you was when you were a baby" I smile at him.

"Nice to meet you Sir" I say shaking his hand
"Well Maggie, he sure doesn't have Mulder's politeness and call me Walter" he says laughing,
"You knew my Dad?" I say. He nods, then sighs "William you ran away from home, you didn't tell anyone where you were going did you?"

"No sir" I say He looks a little disappointed in me but laughs "You really are your father's son" I didn't know what he meant by that and I shrugged my shoulders. "You'll understand someday," he said patting my head.

We sat down at the table and had some breakfast; I told Walter about all the things that I knew he seemed surprised that I could remember so much about my life with my parents at ten months old but said that I had a power that only I could control and that my mother only gave me to the Van de Kemps to protect me. He told me about the things he had seen, said my father made a believer out of him in the end. Then he told me about the things that I may have to face, a court battle between my parents and the Van de Kemps, in a way I had already made my decision if my parents still wanted me.

Then he asked me if anyone had followed me, I had said no he looked relieved and then told me the story of my birth and how these things called human replacements had wanted me dead until my father's half brother had seemingly cured me of my "gift". I tried to take it all in, I knew I was different but didn't think that I was that big a threat to these replacements.

Grams told me to go get ready as she was taking me out for a while, while Walter tried to get in touch with my parents. We went shopping and to the park, I felt like a normal kid on a day out with my grandmother.

When we returned we had just started making dinner when the phone rang, my heart leapt up into my throat. Was it them? Grams practically ran to the phone but it was only Walter saying that he thought he had found a lead and was going to follow it up, he would be back within a couple of days, and that I would have a few visitors later tonight, I wondered what he meant by that.
Around six o'clock I was helping Grams with making dinner, when the doorbell rang. I froze on the spot and she looked down and smiled at me, "That'll be them I suppose" she said wiping her hands on a cloth and going to answer the door.
I remained in the same spot and heard voices in the hallway, one was a man's it was deep it didn't sound like my father's yet it was familiar, I was sure I had heard it before. Then I heard the woman's voice from my dream. My mind flashed back to the time my mother was standing over the crib and her deciding what she should do and Monica in the doorway. It was them.

Eventually I heard my name being called. "William can you come here a minute there's somebody here to see you" she shouted. I gulped and straightened my clothes and made my way to the living room. I sensed the emotions in the room, wonder, excitement and then what I felt was love, could it be them? I stood in the doorway and looked at the people who stood before me.

The woman from my dream, Monica smiled at me and said "Hi" nervously as I walked nearer to my grandmother's side. "I'm William" I say nervously holding out my hand she takes my hand in hers and shake it and say "I know" tears are dripping down her face. She laughs a little and wipes her eyes, then the man turns to me and says "Hey Mon, stop hogging the kid I wanna say Hi too" he says playfully. I smile up at him. "You've grown little man" I shake his hand "Hi John" I say remembering his name "You remember us?" he said in surprise I nod and we all sit down. Monica asks me all of what I remember and I tell them everything I told my Grams and Walter. They stay for dinner and I sit with John while Monica helps in the kitchen.

"Wanna play a game?" I say, John looks over at me and says he would love to. I run upstairs and get the magic set that my Grams stored away for my cousin Matthew. I come back downstairs and set two cups on the table with a ball under one of them. He decides to shuffle the cups and then he says ok what ones it under. I use my power to see through the cup the first one I say he lifts it up and laughs "Hey good one" he says I laugh, we keep doing it until I have tired him out of "guessing" what one the ball is underneath.
"Let's play a game of guess what card it is" John eyes me suspiciously and I smile at him innocently. I guess all the cards right. When we are cleaning up he says to me, "I know you've got powers kiddo" I look at him in mock expression "How did you…?" then I look over at Monica and we laugh. "I guess I haven't made it much of a secret have I?"

Monica tells me to come and sit with her. "William your mother and father decided to make us your godparents if anything happened to you, when you were little I saw you display your powers, I think it scared your mother after that happened and after the attack on you…

She trailed off. "I understand I'm glad you guys are my godparents," I say smiling at them. That night we sat and talked, catching up. John said I should call my adoptive parents to let them know I was okay. He handed me a cellular phone, use this one he said the call couldn't be traced. I nodded and went into the bedroom to call them.

The phone rang twice before I got an answer "Hello" said a shaky trembling voice.
"Mom it's me" I say trying not to let her hear the emotion in my voice.
"Oh my God, William where are you? Are you okay? Why did you run away?"
"I know Mom…that I'm not your son you guys have been lying to me, why didn't you tell me the truth." I demand I am upset and angry at the same time.
"We didn't want to hurt you, knowing that your real mother gave you up because she couldn't cope alone."
"She could cope, I found out the answers for myself" I shout at her angrily.
My father comes on the phone instead
"Will you are seven years old, and on your own if you tell us where you are we will come and get you and talk about this when we get home."
"I am home" I answer angrily
"Son, just tell me where you are!"
I cut him off; I couldn't hear their lies any longer.
I came out of the bedroom and handed the phone back to John "Thanks" I say and headed back into the living room. "Do they know where you are?" said Grams
I shook my head "Good in a few days we will call them and tell them the situation until we get in touch with Dana and Fox." said Monica.
"If my parents' want me back, they won't be able to very easily there are no loopholes in the adoption," I said. Everyone looked at each other, surprised that I knew so much.
"There is one thing William" said Monica
"When your mother had you adopted, she had the say, but your father did not because he was absent, if we can prove this in court then we can get your father the custodial rights to you as his son"
"We would need to prove it though" said Grams
"If it means a blood test, I'll do it" I said.