It was early evening on Tuesday, November 9th when Mulder and Scully touched down at Washington National. Walking out to the taxi stand, Scully asked Mulder, "So when are we flying to Moscow?"

Mulder replied, "Thursday morning, should get there by Friday afternoon. I'll be heading to Annapolis tomorrow."

Scully started to say, "What's in…" then remembered Nelson's personnel file and added "No, Mulder."

Mulder Smiled, "C'mon Scully, it pays to be thorough. Want to come along?"

Scully's first instinct was to say no. But her implied orders were to keep a leash on Mulder, so she said, "Sure."

The next morning Mulder and Scully drove through the gates of the United States Naval Academy. The midshipmen were busy preparing for the following day's Veterans Day celebrations. The FBI agents were escorted to a conference room in Bancroft Hall and waited for their interview subject.

Within minutes a young man of around 20 entered and stated, "Midshipman Anthony Nelson, Jr. reporting as ordered, Sir" spotting Scully, TJ quickly added, "Ma'am."

Mulder made the introductions, "Special Agents Mulder FBI, this is Special Agent Scully." Mulder noticed a slight reaction when he mentioned Scully's name. Not to surprising, though, considering how many family members she had come through these halls. The name Scully definitely carried some weight at the Naval Academy.

Mulder opened with, "Kind of odd you going to Navy, and all, with your father being an Air Force officer and West Point Grad. I would have thought the Air Force Academy would have been your only option."

Nelson answered, "Sir, my father is proud of the fact that I am at the Naval Academy." And with no small amount of pride, "Annapolis has graduated more astronauts than either West Point or the Air Force Academy."

Scully smiled, "But not the two combined. The Air Force Academy's first class was in 1959. Before that Air Force officers, like your father, went to West Point. But I get it. You wanted to follow in your father's footsteps, but go your own path."

When TJ looked at Scully his face said how did you know? In an answer to the unasked question, Scully added, "I admired my fathers duty to country and his fellow man. His path was a Navy uniform, mine wore the badge of an FBI Special Agent." Scully liked the young midshipman.

Mulder brought the interview back on track, "Midshipman Nelson, could you please explain the academy honor code to me?"

Nelson explained, "Basically, sir, a midshipman will not lie, cheat, or steal, nor will cover for dishonesty."

Mulder continued, "Can you think of anything unusual from your childhood?"

Scully interjected, "Special Agent Mulder!"

TJ was used to this, and answered honestly, "Sir, my childhood was very unusual. My father is an Air Force General. An astronaut who has been on the cover of more magazines than I have read in the past year. I grew up with my mother keeping me away from paparazzi. However, I would not trade places with any person in the planet. I am fortunate enough to have two parents that loved me very much. Which, unfortunately in this day and age, is unusual in itself. Sir."

Scully smiled. It was a perfect answer.

Mulder dismissed TJ, "Thank you, Midshipman, that will be all."

When they were back in the car, Mulder said, "That was far too rehearsed. There is definitely a cover-up."

Scully just glared at Mulder. The hour-long drive back was very quiet.

After getting back to her apartment, Scully ate some dinner, packed, watched some TV, and went to bed early. After all, she had to be at the airport at 0500 to make her 0600 flight.

At 0300 on Veteran's Day, Scully was awoken by a knocking at her door. Out of force of habit and training, she grabbed her Glock 9mm before her robe. She had a pretty good idea who it was but still called out, "Armed Federal Agent, identify yourself," from beside the door (an instructor at the academy warned her looking through the peephole could get her a bullet in the eye).

A familiar voice on the other side of the door taunted her, "Scully don't shoot, I brought breakfast." As tempted as she was to shoot, she let Mulder in. He had coffee and donuts.

Scully sleepily said, "Mulder, I could have slept another hour. What are you doing here?"

Mulder held up a manila envelope, "There was a knock on my door, about an hour and a half ago. When I got up an answered, this file sitting on my doorstep."

Scully asked, "Who sent it?"

Mulder answered, "I don't know, but it has even more information on General Nelson. For instance, Nelson actually left the Air Force when his active duty obligation was up in 1961 and returned to the service in 1963 to go through astronaut training, even though his records show no break in service. You'll never guess who he was working for."

Scully had an idea, but decided to antagonize Mulder by saying, "United Air Lines."

Mulder went on, "No, the CIA! According to these records Nelson flew U2's and A12 Blackbirds in the Caribbean and Southeast Asia during the Cuban Missile Crisis and Kennedy's sending of advisors to Vietnam. You know what this means?"

Scully was a little tired for this, "Nothing, Mulder, you know it is no more unusual for an Air Force pilot to be detailed to the CIA than to NASA. Both are independent agencies within the Executive Branch. If anything, it's another reason to close this investigation and give him the clearance he needs for his promotion. It also explains his current detail in Russia. Who better to oversee the destruction of Soviet ICBM's than a person who has first hand experience observing them?"

There was no stopping Mulder, "It means he's trained on how to keep a secret, including deception techniques and how to beat a polygraph. Also in the file are reports of Pirate Ships appearing at Nelson's house; A Desert Oasis appearing in the middle of desert survival training at Luke Range in Arizona that Nelson and Healey were participating in; toys flying around TJ's nursery; a copy of an initial report from an IRS agent that assessed the Nelson's wealth in the millions, but was later retracted…"

Scully interrupted him with, "But is there any proof to back these claims?"

Mulder answered, "No, but we are talking about almost 200 separate events."

Scully yawned, "Since you're here anyway, make yourself comfortable. I'm going to shower and change, we may as well share a cab to the airport."

Mulder sat and studied the file that mysteriously appeared at his door. He speculated if it came from one of his friends from Langley. When he heard the shower start his speculations briefly changed to a vision of Scully stepping under the nozzle.

Once Scully was ready the two headed to the airport. They had a short flight to JFK, there they connected to a much longer flight that eventually got them to Moscow. Since they had a two hour layover in New York, Scully looked over Mulder's file. Like she told Mulder, the CIA service wasn't that unusual. Scully did think it unusual that this highly classified information was dropped off at Mulder's doorstep. The rest of the file was like the other rumors she had been hearing, unsubstantiated science fiction. There seemed to be a lot of these stories following Nelson, though. Scully didn't look forward to disturbing Gen. and Mrs. Nelson, but she was excited about flying to Moscow… even if it was November.