Mulder hesitated before rapping on the door.

"I don't know if we should see her mother. When I contacted her on the phone, she seemed pretty upset."

"Mulder, what would you expect? She's divorced and has no one except her daughter, who has been kidnapped. Of course she's going to be at least a little traumatized." Scully said expectantly. He nodded before knocking on the door. A woman opened the door, looked at them, and was about ready to close it as well.

"I know who you are. You think I killed her, don't you." The woman said. Scully shook her head in a negative fashion.

"No, we don't think that. We just came to ask you some questions about your daughter." She explained gently. The woman looked at her less accusing, more sad than before.

"Oh I'm sorry. The police have been accusing me of taking her and killing..." Her voice drifted away, too saddened to say any more. "I'm Lily."

"I'm Agent Mulder and this is Agent Scully." Mulder said. "Can we come in?"

"Yes." Lily said, opening the door wider. Both him and Scully walked in, following Lily into the living room. They sat down on a comfortable looking couch.

"If you wonder, we are very sure that your daughter, Nadine, was kidnapped. Neither myself or Agent Mulder think you would have done anything to hurt her."

"You two were very close, weren't you." Mulder said. Lily nodded her head.

"I would never even let my ex-husband lay a finger on her, and I never even considered spanking her." Lily answered. "I loved her so much, and I did everything I could for her. Before I got the job I have now, I didn't make a lot of money, but I still did as much as I could."

"Lily, you don't think your ex-husband did this, do you?" Scully asked.

"No. Jeff is a good man. He has a temper, but he has always loved her very much."

"I think what Agent Scully means is, did he have anything against you after the divorce?" Mulder said.

"We divorced because we just fought all of the time. We get along very well now, and he still cares about me, I know." Lily answered, smiling. Scully nodded.

"Would it be alright if we took a look around Nadine's room, just to see if there's any evidence of anything?'' Scully asked.

"That would be fine." Lily answered.

"You do that Scully, I'm going to talk to Lily a little longer." Mulder said. Scully walked down the hallway to a closed door, opening it to find a bright pink bed spread in an immaculately lit room. She started to search through drawers for a journal, photo album, anything that might point to a suspect. Her eyes stopped on a newspaper clipping in a cluttered drawer. Nadine was pictured, stating that she was the student of the week. She realized that the drawer was filled with nothing but band music, certificates for musical accomplishments, and photos. She stared at a congratulations sign, saying that she was part of the all-district band. There were many programs, with Nadine being first on lists for solos, accomplishments, and more recognition. Mulder walked in, watching her stare at all of the pictures of Nadine.

"She was so good Mulder..."

"What do you mean?" He asked, confused.

"She was first seat clarinet all through junior high and in the all-district band. She had so many solos, she did so much... Why would anyone do this to her?" Scully said tearfully. He glanced at the picture of the entire junior high band Scully held in her hand.

"It makes me scared to know that this could happen to ours..." She whispered.

"You know, I wonder if her band director would know anything." Mulder said, changing the subject.

"Go ask Lily if she knows his name, I'll get this stuff back to how it was before." Scully said. After she was done, he was talking to Lily, writing something on a piece of paper.

"Thanks." He said with a smile. "We're doing our best to find Nadine, we just have to find some suspects." Both him and Scully walked out of the door, Scully looking down. "What's wrong?" He asked her.

"I was just thinking back to the days when I played in band and played the piano."

"Were you good?" He asked her.

"I can't exactly say. I loved to play the piano especially. What's hard about Nadine is that she plays the clarinet, and so did I." She answered, smiling. "I was first seat through high school but-" She was interrupted.

"You mean that you beat out juniors and seniors?"

"Yes, and that was just because I took private lessons."

"How long did you play the piano?"

"Well, I started when I was six years old. I loved to play it so much. My mom had me start taking lessons because I could play by ear and I used to play the themes from television shows." She answered. Mulder laughed.

When he took Scully home, he drove to a music store downtown. He purchased a large Casio keyboard, and he drove off to a Hallmark store to purchase some gift wrap. He drove back to his apartment quickly, and after closing the door, he tried to wrap the box somewhat neatly, and as quickly as he came in, he ran out. In a matter of twenty minutes, Mulder was at Scully's apartment door, knocking softly. She opened it, surprised to see him standing there.

"I got you something." He said, showing her the gift. She stared at him, wondering why on earth he would buy her something so large. After coming in, he closed the door before handing her the gift. She sat on the couch while tearing the paper off, her eyes growing wide at seeing the new keyboard.

"Mulder, why did you get me this?" She asked, still somewhat shocked.

"I want you to play something." He said with a sweet smile. After getting the keyboard out of the box and setting it up, the room was filled with the eerie melody of the first movement of Moonlight Sonata. Her eyes were closed, her fingers seemingly moving on their own without any control. She played with so much feeling, so beautifully, and Mulder was mesmerized by the song.

"I used to be able to play it better-"

"Are you kidding me? That was... I can't even find a word to say how beautiful that was." Scully played for a while, shocking him with fast songs, more slow songs, and some of the most odd sounding songs he had ever heard. They were sitting on the couch later in the night, watching TV.

"Hey Scully?"

"Yes?"

"Do you think that the baby will be able to play like you?"

"I don't know, but it's fun to hope, right?" She answered. He nodded at her before kissing her forehead.

I've always wanted Scully to be able to play the piano, even if she can't sing. I'll be updating soon. Maybe it's the band director... maybe it's the father... who knows who kidnapped Nadine...