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"I don't know about you, but it's obvious to me that this man has done nothing wrong." Mulder replied without hesitation as he walked towards the car.

"You spoke to him for maybe five minutes Mulder. How can you even begin to believe him?" As she spoke Mulder stopped in his tracks and turned to her.

"This is a man who preaches the same thing that you believe so strongly in…" He gently grabbed the crucifix that hung from her neck.

"…isn't that enough."

The agents had left Father David a bit shaken, but he was able to quickly calm himself. The quiet surrounding of the church was very peaceful to him. He enjoyed his mornings alone in the church. He sat in the same spot each day with his bagel and coffee and reflected upon recent events. On this particular morning all of this was different. His nephew was in great trouble. That night he had come to him so desperate and so hurt. He and Jimmy had been close since he was a little boy and it caused him physical pain to see him suffer. As he thought of all of these things, he heard a loud banging sound coming from the basement of the church. He immediately turned his attention to the sounds.

During the ride from the church back to the police station Scully remained silent. The fact that her partner had even slightly questioned her faith was very disturbing. It was disturbing because he was right. Why hadn't she immediately believed the priest? He was a man of the word, what she lived her life by. Cases like this involving religion of any sort had always been distracting to her.

"You got quiet." Mulder said to her as they came to a red light. As he looked at her he could see that she was holding on tightly to her crucifix, and her glance was fixed on whatever she could see out of her window.

"I'm just a little upset over something you said to me." She replied nonchalantly. He knew exactly what she was upset over. He mentally slapped himself in the face after he had said it too. He was just sick of people questioning him when he was always right (haha).

"I was simply trying to prove a point." He replied

"Point definitely taken." She replied as she stepped out of the car. It had been a very long and awkward ride back to the station.

As they approached the interrogation room they could see Jimmy patiently waiting for them. He was sipping on cup of water and staring blankly at the wall in front of him.

"Well you were right, you're off the hook." Mulder announced as he walked in to the room. Jimmy stood up immediately.

"Thank you, thank you so much." He shook both of their hands.

"Don't thank us, thank your uncle." Scully replied. She said it so that Mulder would hear the bit of resentment in her voice. Jimmy exited the room quickly, and the agents were left in their own silence.

"Well, I guess were done here for today." Scully said finally, trying to break the silence.

"I'll meat you at the car." With that she left the room. Mulder felt horrible, he had not intended to get her this worked up. He didn't like angry Scully.

It was very hard to find the luxury of a bubble bath in most hotels, but this trip she was lucky. As soon as she got back to her room Scully drew herself a nice noon time bath. She knew it was a bad thing to be this stressed this early, but no one was keeping score. As she settled in to her bath, the memories of the day so far drifted away slowly and sleep filtered in.

In his room Mulder laid on his bed with the fan on high and the TV blaring. This was his usual way of suppressing memories. Something just wasn't working for him today. He closed his eyes tight and tried to relax. He hadn't gotten much sleep the night before and it was starting to get to him. As he drifted off to sleep he tried to think of ways he could redeem himself.

Warning: Next chapter will be a shippy one.