Scully whipped around, "Mulder!" He took a seat next to her, looking lower than Scully had seen him in the entire time she's known him, "How long was I broadcasting?"

"For pretty much for all of it...So you're an advanced sort of human being created by Them with alien technology? And my sister is just like you, and not coming back?"

Scully nodded, "I'm so sorry Mulder. I never wanted you to find out like you did about her, but there was no other way." Mulder wouldn't look at her, just sat there silent, "Say something Mulder, anything." Scully was begging.

"And how did you figure I'd find out about you?"

"I was trying to figure out how to tell you, in person-" Mulder stood and began to walk away into the rainy night, "Mulder-"

"I just need some time to think about all this Scully."

Scully watched him go, though her mind screamed at her to go after him, she could feel her tears blending into the rain.

A week passed, neither Mulder or Scully made any attempt to contact one another. Both of them were too hurt by the other to make the first move.

Meanwhile the Syndicate was celebrating what seemed to be Mulder's downfall. The spirit of his quest seemed to have been broken at long last, and the higher ups had sent congratulations to Dana for finally achieving the goal.

Ana was growing increasingly worried every time the redhead glanced at her with sorrowful blue eyes. Something was majorly wrong, and had to be set right. One evening she found Dana glaring at marking on her right wrist, "Dana," she approached her like one who was trying to help a hurt and frightened deer. "What's wrong."

"He wasn't ready Ana, and he found out in the worst possible way."

"What happened?"

"I was remembering all the things that happened when I told the people I care about in the past, and was trying to figure out how to tell him. I honestly believed he would be different, but he was near and he heard because I was broadcasting."

"Oh child," she drew Dana in her arms.

"It's over," Scully broke away, and began to walk away, tears shining in her eyes, unshead. Ana decided she needed to take action.

Mulder was staring at some corny, fake porno he had put in the VCR, not really watching the screen. His entire world had been lost in one day, and he had spent the last week feeling entirely lost.

Samantha, Scully ; he didn't know which truth hurt worse.

"Both, though perhaps Dana's a bit more," said a voice.

Mulder turned fast, gun in hand, "Who the hell are you and how in the hell did you get in here?"

"She hurts just as much you know. You confirmed her worst fears, everyone besides her father has abandoned her when they learn the truth. Though she and her mother are on better terms right now. That's why she didn't tell you what she was. And you hurt because she didn't trust you."

"Who are you, tell me or I'll shoot Dammit!"

"Gun's don't phase me anymore Mulder, I'm Ana. You could say I'm Dana's mentor when it comes to fighting the conspiracy. Dana's hurt Mulder, she didn't want it to come between the two of you."

"And I'm letting it," Mulder let the gun drop to his side.

"She's in the usual spot, go talk to her."

Mulder didn't need told twice.

A/N: TBC Reviews are most appreciated!