"Apparently you need clearance from the Vatican for things like this." An exhausted Mulder said as he walked into the motel room. After the incident at the house, he had gone alone to a catholic church to ask a few questions.

"As soon as I mentioned the Cromwell house to the priest, he gave me this." Mulder handed Scully a little black book. There was no title on the front cover.

"Looks like we're going to have to do this ourselves." As Scully flipped through the pages, she saw several different pages involving the expelling of spirits.

"Mulder you heard Monica, we're dealing with something that not even people experienced with witchcraft deal with." The whole idea of acting as God frightened Scully.

"We have to try something. There is a life at stake here. She is in danger every moment we don't fix this." Mulder was now a little heated. They had all formed bonds with Megan during this investigation, and no one wanted to see her hurt anymore then she already was.

Out of frustration, Scully excused herself to the bathroom. She needed a moment of peace, and in this particular motel, a bathroom was the only place where she could be alone for more then 2 minutes. As she looked at her reflection, the faint appearance of dark circles under her eyes told a story. She was tired, frustrated, and deep down, scared. She gathered some cold water into her cupped hands and splashed it gently over her face. Grabbing a towel from the side, she patted her face dry. Something struck her as different out of the corner of her eye. She had blood coming out of her nose. The image brought back so many bad memories. She quickly wiped her face clean with the towel. As she looked at the towel, she noticed there was no blood stain. She looked at the mirror again to check if she was seeing things. It was no longer her reflection, it was not that of young Emily's. Scully dropped the towel to the ground, unable to do anything else.

"If you don't leave here, there going to kill you too." The sentence sounded so innocent coming from Emily's mouth, yet the message was loud and clear. As soon as she had appeared, she faded away. Scully stared into the mirror momentarily, seeing only herself. A knock at the door shifted her concentration.

"Scully, you okay in there?" She didn't respond. She only opened the door for him.

As he walked in it was obvious to him that something was gravely wrong.

"I saw her, she was…she was here Mulder. Emily spoke to me." Tears began to flood her eyes. Her body clasped into Mulder's arms.

Mulder quickly brought her out of the bathroom and sat her down at the edge of the bed. He put the few stray pieces of her long red hair behind her ears, and wiped the tears from her cheeks.

"Dana, you have to believe me. That wasn't Emily. They are just using her to get to you, their trying to break you. You can not let that happen. You and I both know you're stronger then that." He now kneeled down so that he was face to face with her. She looked sadly into his eyes.

"In Megan's room last night, I saw my father. He didn't speak to me but I saw him. They just want to break us. Be strong Scully, if not for you then for me because if I don't have you here I'm lost." His plea with her was out of complete desperation. He slowly traced the outline of her jaw with his finger and stopped at her chin. Bring her face closer to his, he kissed her gently. She accepted it and kissed back. They sat there for a few moments, until Mulder broke the silence.

"My knees hurt Scully." He had been kneeling down for several minutes now. She laughed out a bit, and slid back onto the bed. Her happily followed. He hovered over her body with his and continued kissing her. They had both waited for this, but not expected it to happen as a result of something so upsetting.

Soon they were both naked, and underneath the covers of the small bed. It was a good thing Megan had gotten another room. There hands explored each other excitedly.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Mulder whispered into her ear. His hot breath brushed against her neck. She only looked directly into his eyes, and he knew it was beyond want for the both of them. They each needed this, they needed eachother.