Doggett looked at the clock and groaned. It was almost seven thirty. He tried to move out of his bed but something was weighing him down. He looked across to see Reyes lying across his chest, she was sound asleep and he smiled. He felt more alive when she was with him than he ever had before. It was almost unreal to him, to feel the way she made him feel was something he'd never imagined would happen for him. He had deemed his existence merely punishment for living on without his son, maybe there were other reasons he was still alive in stead. He shuffled slightly to place her beside him so he could get up, good intentions aside it was a wasted effort and she opened her eyes and immediately smiled at seeing Doggett beside her.

"Morning," he grinned at her.

"Morning John, what time is it?"

"Time for us to get up and get going," she groaned and rolled over onto her back. The sheets fell over her, covering the fact she wasn't wearing anything. Doggett ached to reach out and move the sheet, to show her how much she meant to him.

"Has Dana called?"

"No, I haven't heard anything."

"You think that's a good or a bad thing?"

"I don't know. As much as I'd like to say no news is good news, I don't think any of this is going to be easy," Reyes sighed and Doggett felt guilty, as if his words had crushed her spirit. He leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips and her smile returned.

"What was that for?"

"I just felt like it," they both smiled and then the phone rang. Doggett answered it and from the brief conversation that was had, Reyes assumed that it was Mulder. He put the phone down and looked out of the window. Reyes sat up and touched his shoulder.

"John?"

"Yeah, it was Mulder. We gotta go."

When The Lonegunmen had passed the information along to Mulder about William's adoption records, they had known that he would be angry about it, but they hadn't known that he would ask them to accompany him to the adoption angency to help him get in undetected. It was crazy. And he woudn't even wait until nightfall, he wanted to go now and no one could talk him out of it. Try as she might Scully had tried to make him see that it wasn't worth risking being caught himself when it was going to fail anyway. She didn't understand why he was doing this, why risk everything now?

Mulder had argued that the longer they left William with these people the more danger he was in, especially now it seems it had all been covered up from the beginning and that nobody had any intention of letting this child lead a normal life. Scully wasn't even sure what normal was anymore. She just wanted her son home, without having to lose Mulder. The longer she was left to think about it the clearer it became that that was never going to be possible.

When Doggett and Reyes walked into her appartment Scully smiled at them both and excused herself before disappearing into the bedroom. Mulder stood up to go after her, but Doggett intervened. He went in Mulder's place and for a split second Mulder wondered if it was wrong he wasn't concerned about this man being in the same bedroom as a woman he had once harboured feelings for. He decided that there was nothing to worry about and used the time to talk to Reyes, he couldn't help feeling that she was a damn sight easier to explain this to than Doggett, although he would've liked someone on his side who knew what it was like to lose a son. Right now, he couldn't help but wonder what Doggett was saying to Scully.

"Dana."

"Please don't John, I can't do this with you, not now."

"I know. I wanted to say sorry," she turned to look at him and it pained him to see she was crying. "I was wrong, I shouldn't have said what I did, I hope you know that I'm going to do whatever I can to make sure that you get your boy back," Scully nodded her head slightly before losing her usual self composure and burying her face in her hands. Doggett walked over to her and pulled her into an embrace that helped them both.

"What am I doing John, tell me what I'm doing?"

"Fighting for your son."

"I'm losing the strength to fight. I don't have enough faith left to believe this will all work out, lie to me John, tell me my son will be safe and that I'm not going to lose Mulder." John held his breath a second, and then he lied.