When Mulder woke up he stared at Scully and just watched her sleeping. He had no doubt in her mind that this was the most peaceful nights rest she'd had since he'd walked away from her. It made his blood boil to think of her trying to get through all this by herself. The worst part was when he first found out that she'd let William go he had hated her for it. He hadn't been able to understand why she would let that happen, why a mother who had longed for a child, who had even asked him to donate sperm for her, had just let him go.

He was being selfish, he knew that, but this was his son, and at the time it had baffled him to try and imagine what had been going through Scully's mind to just say goodbye. It was only when he had time to look into things further that he realised Scully had done what any loving mother would do, and he couldn't fault her for that. If he'd been here he could've taken care of them both, they could've moved away, they should've. But now they were in a situation where their son was in more danger than he would have been if Mulder had just stayed in the first place. What a mess.

Scully stirred beside him and then opened her eyes. She blinked a few times and then smiled. It was so good to wake up next to him again, the man she loved, had dreamed of coming back to her and rescuing her. Her prince. She blushed a little at her childish thoughts and realised that he must have been staring at her before she was even awake. She looked at the clock by her bedside and read 6:49am, it was time to get up and get ready. She swallowed hard and then sat up a little, it was strange to be comfortable around Mulder naked. She didn't make any effort to hide from him, in fact she wanted him to hold her, but daren't ask – they had to be strong and the more dependent she seemed the less she'd be able to put on a brave face.

"Were you watching me?"

"For a little while," he smiled.

"We should get up."

"I know," Scully turned away to head for the bathroom but Mulder grabbed her arm and pulled her back towards him. He wrapped his arms around her and breathed in her hair, her scent - something to remember her by. They sat for a while before Scully finally went for a shower and Mulder made coffee. Just a regular family getting up to face another day. Yeah, right.

"Did you find it? Langley?"

"My hair isn't girly! Mom, no I can brush it myself..." Frohike looked at Byers as they both stood looking down at a sleeping Langley. Clearly he was dreaming and as much as Frohike wanted to put his hand in a bucket of water, he resisted the urge and in stead shoved him hard enough to wake him up, with a start.

"Langley? You with us?" Langley looked from each of his friends andthen turned back to the computer screen.

"I think I found what we need, these records are sealed tight, and William's file wasn't where it should've been."

"What are you talking about?"

"The records are put in adoption date order, so I checked for the date William was taken and there was nothing there. I checked earlier, to see if maybe they put the date Scully began the adoption process, but I came up with bupkiss."

"Please tell us that you're going somewhere with this?"

"Hey I don't see you pulling an all nighter, you wouldn't know a dotcom from your ass."

"At least I don't need my mommy to brush my hair for me..." as Frohike and Langley got ready to duke it out Byers stepped between them and gave them his stern face.

"Enough, both of you. Langely, what can you tell us about William and his location?"

"I got it."

"You couldn't have started off this little tale with that information?"

"No, because it's fake."

"What?"

"It's not a real address, it doesn't exist."

"But, that would mean the adoption agency are covering up William's location."

"Yeah. I know."