Scully had been sitting on her bed for over an hour. Mulder had offered to get William ready for bed and settled down for night. Only when he had had a kiss and a hug goodnight from his mommy did he finally climb into bed and agree with his dad to get some sleep. Within minutes William was out for the count and Mulder watched him for a while before even thinking about talking to Scully about her news. He loved his son more than anything in the world, but another baby? Now? This was not exactly something that he had been expecting or that he even thought would happen. He knew he had upset

Scully by not saying anything to her about it; he had just stood up and began making some dinner for William.

William picked up on the atmosphere around him, he always did, and for once he wished he could fall asleep at night with his parents on good terms with one another rather than falling asleep and dreaming about the night that his dad disappeared for a long time and his mom had sent him away.

Mulder hadn't told Scully what happened with Kersh. There was no way he was bringing that up tonight, not now. He walked into the bedroom where he knew Scully had been sitting alone in the dark much longer than he should have left her for, but he needed to get things straight in his head before trying to make Scully feel better too. He looked at her and she didn't even turn to see him enter, she knew he was there.

"You finally figured out what to say to me now?" Mulder walked over to the bed and sat beside her. Still they didn't look at each other.

"I'm sorry Scully. I didn't mean to be so distant."

"I'm used to it Mulder, it's not a big deal anymore. In fact I think if you'd shown any kind of emotion about it then I'd have been in shock."

"That's a little harsh don't you think?"

"No not really. I can sit here carrying your child feeling terrified for the life of my son and I can still find it in me to tell you that I love you, that you are the one thing in this whole world that I have always been able to count on, but I'd be lying. Couple of years ago I could've said that. But things are different now."

"Yeah they're different, and different bad not different good."

"So you're not looking forward to being a dad again. I pretty much had that figured."

"Scully you think because I don't cry myself to sleep at night or tell you how much I love you every morning because I think there's nothing to worry about? Or that I don't care?"

"Well what am I supposed to think Mulder? You don't talk to me anymore, not like we used to talk."

"We weren't in love before! I don't care what anybody says it's harder to talk to your lover than your friend because you don't want to hurt your lover but your friends can forgive you." Scully looked at Mulder when he had said this and she knew exactly what he was saying of course she did, but she still wanted more.

"I want us to be happy and not have to watch our backs for the rest of our lives Mulder."

"Scully whether our family was in danger now or not we'd always have to watch our backs. And that isn't anybody's fault. If we hadn't been through what we have over the past eleven years then we wouldn't be here. I wouldn't have you, I wouldn't have William. And you know what else, I wouldn't have another child on the way. And I wouldn't change any of that for world."

"You wouldn't give it all up to make the running and the fighting end?"

"Never. I love you. I love you so much that sometimes I just want to run away with you and stop you from having to live this life. But we can't, I want to be with you until the day I die Scully, be that tomorrow or in forty years time, I don't care what happens between now and then, as long as I have you."

"But half the time I feel as if I'm still just your best friend."

"You are my best friend Scully. You're also the woman that I want to marry." They were both finally looking at each other now and as they both tried to take in what had been said and what they were feeling, nothing could cement the underlying message stronger than a hug, they held onto each other so tightly that they both managed to laugh.

"I love you Scully. And I love William, and I am thrilled that we're going to have another baby."

"Really?"

"Absolutely. But we should totally get married first."


Doggett stood between the doorframe and Reyes, protecting her from anything that might happen. They were both alarmed and knew that they were unprepared for whatever was going to happen next. The face that they saw in front of them had only ever bought trouble and violence, and as far as they were concerned he should already be dead.

"Surprise Agent Doggett. Although I gotta say I didn't expect to find you here, it was actually Agent Reyes that I was hoping to talk to."

"You got nothin' to say to her and no business bein' here." Reyes placed her hand warily on Doggett's shoulder wanting to get a better look but keep a safe distance back. How was this even possible? How was he here?

"You're dead, this isn't real..."

"Agent Reyes this is very real. And I am very much alive, thanks to the government doctors who still refuse to continue their project without me, they can even bring a man back from the dead."

"But you were shot, in the head, Skinner told us..."

"Skinner never found a body, and he's never been capable of killing anyone. Believe me."

"Don't give me that crap Krycek. Skinner knows how to do his job, he proved that when he shot you and left you for dead."

"He never even told you that there was no body did he?" Doggett wanted to turn around and look at Reyes to see if she showed any indication that she had been told Krycek's body had not been disposed of, but at the time everyone had been more concerned about the whereabouts of Mulder and the safety of William so he didn't expect her to know anymore than he did. But he was in no hurry to listen to Krycek or believe anything that he had to say to either he or Reyes.

Reyes clearly felt alarmed by all of this. She had seen someone outside her apartment, and she had not expected to find a dead man skulking around waiting for the right moment to talk to her. And of all people this one had the least credibility, from what she had heard about Alex Krycek the only battles that he was prepared to fight in were the ones that he could benefit from one way or another. So all indications showed that there was something he was after now, and that he needed her help to get it.

"Why are you here Krycek? Who brought you back?"

"It's not important, I'm the only one left that can control anything that the group want to happen, its every man, woman and child for themselves and only you can stop it."

Doggett turned to look at Reyes finally and she looked braver than he could remember her looking just a few minutes earlier. Something about a dead man turning up on her doorstep had obviously awakened the FBI agent in her that he had gotten so used to working and living with.

"Well then I guess you better come inside, and we should call Mulder, and Skinner..."

They all walked inside and Krycek closed the door behind him, Doggett was ready to pull his gun when it was necessary as he was sure that this was not going to be as straight forward and friendly as Krycek was insisting it could be.

"You don't call anybody until I tell you to, and certainly not until I'm long gone."

"You're not sticking around Krycek? That's too bad." Krycek looked at Doggett and sniggered.

"You can say or do whatever you like to me Agent Doggett, we're beyond that now, it's all gone past the stage where you can pick sides and choose your enemies."

"I didn't choose you as an enemy Krycek, I barely know a dam thing about you except you tried to get Mulder killed, you tried to get Scully's unborn child killed, you killed Mulder's father, you were involved in the murder of Scully's sister and you tried to kill Skinner."

"None of that matters now. If you can't see past all of that there's no point in my even being here."

"Well please don't let me stop you from using the door." Krycek didn't take his eyes from Doggett and Doggett was in no hurry to not have a keen eye on him. But suddenly Reyes came into focus for both of them and they couldn't help but divert their attention to her. She was looking at Krycek and had tears sitting at the back of her eyes.

"You killed Bill Mulder?" Krycek looked to the floor before looking up again and nodding his head. Reyes' breath caught in her throat and she had to sit down before she fell down. Doggett felt terrible, it was hard to keep track of who had killed whom and he had forgotten what an effect it would have on Reyes to suddenly be faced with her biological father's killer. Krycek walked over to Reyes and crouched down to look her in the eye. She wanted to look away, she wanted to push him away, but she couldn't move. One thing always lead to another and it was never anything that she had ever dreamt of

having to go through.

"I know who you are. I know who your father was; I know that you're Mulder's half sister. I know that They want you now, that you're the focus of They're work. And there's nothing you can do about it."

"That's not true. We got our sources, we know what we're doin'." Krycek turned his attention back to Doggett and his comment and he stood up and faced him.

"You've got Fox Mulder reminiscing in his old office thinking he can protect everyone that comes into his life. You've got everything so backwards. And when I've told you everything that I know you have to follow my instructions, or face the consequences and the part that you'll play in the end of the world."