Chapter 2

Ira walked into Harry Block's room swiftly.

"Hey Ira! Let's go get something to eat!" Ira didn't say anything though, Harry saw Scully walk into the room behind him. She leaned in the doorway, listening to the two men.

"Or have you already eaten?" Harry smiled as he made his way over to Scully.

"Well who are you?" he asked shaking her hand. Scully smiled small, and looked over at Ira. Ira intertwined between the two.

"She's a friend," Ira said, blocking him from Scully like he'd done with other men. Harry backed off, but winked at Scully a few times before doing so.

"Harry, I'm spending the weekend away, try to stay out of trouble."

"No Ira you can't. I got a call from the USGS, a meter landed last night."

"Why did you get a call from the USGS?" Ira frowned, letting Scully take a step next to him. She felt like it was the old days, trying to get every piece of information from a victim or perp.

"I'm a representative," Harry smiled at Scully.

"How are you a representative of the USGS? We're you on a porn site and accidentally got transferred to the USGS site?"

"Something like that," Harry smiled at Scully again.

"You can handle it on your own. I'll see you Monday," Ira told him before turning to Scully. Scully turned to leave the room and Ira put his hand lightly on her back. Scully stopped in her tracks, she turned her head and looked at the man behind her. She couldn't say a thing, she couldn't even fathom that he still touched her in the same way.

"What's wrong?" Ira asked, not removing his hand, not even realizing it was there.

"Nothing," Scully smiled before letting him lead her out of the room.

They had driven to his apartment and he gathered clothes for the weekend. They caught a plane, and headed for Washington D.C. When they arrived at the airport Ira looked around.

"Have I been here before?" he asked, Scully smiled widely, "Many many many times. Come on."

She led him through the airport and outside to catch a cab. The driver took them to his old apartment. Mulder carrier his bag, Scully rolling hers, and they knocked on his old apartment door.

An elder woman answered, "May I help you?"

"My name is Dana Scully, I work for the FBI, this is my partner Fox Mulder- may we please come inside?" Scully asked, she'd never forget how to approach someone always waving her badge in the air proudly. Not this time though, this time it was a lie, she used to work for the FBI.

None the less, the woman opened the door for them and they stepped inside. Just as they did it was like a train had run into Ira.

"What's wrong?" Scully asked. "This place feels really familiar," he said looking around. Scully followed him as he touched some of the walls, he touched a vent, and a window. He stood in the living room, the layout was all wrong.

"No, your tv should go over here, so the glare from the sun won't shine on it. And your couch, it's too big. A love sit would be better." Ira said confidently. He walked into a hallway, through some rooms, and finally into his bedroom.

He walked in the doorway slowly, Scully stood right behind him. He walked around the old woman's things and stopped in the center of a room.

"I had a waterbed…" Ira frowned. Scully nodded, resting in the doorway.

"I remember…" Ira smiled, "I remember I showed it to you and you made fun of it-" Ira paused walking along where the edge of his bed used to be. "And I pushed you on it- and you laughed…" Ira kept remembering. Scully felt tears starting to welt in her eyes, it had been so many years ago.

"And I lay next to you… and I-I rested my hand on your stomach… and I kissed you. And-and-and I remember in the morning you said 'well I guess we-"

"broke in your new bed." Scully finished. Ira looked over at her again with a frown.

"You have a sister, you had a sister. And two brothers. Your father died from a heart attack…" Ira continued, Scully never imagined he'd remember so much so fast.

"I had a sister. She disappeared when I was young. And me and you, we were partners. Our boss was Skinner- good old Skinner- lets go see him!" Ira ran over to her but she wouldn't let him out of the room.

"Skinner was killed," Scully bowed her head down, it was still a tender subject. "Who? Who killed him?"

"You know, Mulder."

"Something with cigarettes… my stepfather… Cigarette smoking man?" But Scully shook her head, "your stepbrother."

"Krycek," Ira said with certainty. Ira wasn't sure what to do with himself. He just frowned, staring into space.

"Come on, we have other things for you to see."

TBC