Scully's slender fingers nervously brushed at her skirt. Noticing her agitation, Mulder reached out and grasped her hand. Airplanes and airports always made her nervous. Waiting for Doggett, Reyes and her supposed son, William, only added to her anxiousness.

"So run this by me one more time; what did John say?" Mulder asked not sure what to make of this yet.

"He said that two days ago, a mysterious file was left for him. It involved a rural couple who had died, under indecisive reasons, leaving behind their only son. In fact, the son's DNA records were left with the file. Doggett, not sure what to think dug deeper only to find out that the son was adopted. Breaking the adoptions records, he found that their son was our William. He didn't say much else over the phone, only to meet him here at the airport at nine in the morning."

Mulder glanced at his watch. Nine. Taking an apprehensive breath, He spoke quietly, "I want you to know that you need to be careful, just in case…"

Scully stopped him mid sentence, "I know, Mulder. It might not be him but I'm willing to take that chance. I need to know."

Mulder wrapped his arm around her and kissed her softly on the forehead. Scully raised her head up just as the crowd dispersed from the airport terminal. Rising to their feet, the two made their way closer sucking in their breath. Crowds of people brushed pass the couple. Scully exhaled slowly as her blue eyes rested upon Agent Doggett, Agent Reyes and the small infant she carried close to her chest. Mulder did the same.

Scully rushed forward grasping Reyes tightly before she pulled back and gazed at the small child. The small boy's greenish-blue eyes stared back with intensity she only knew as Mulder's. Scully's mouth fell into a bright smile as she took her son into her arms. How big he was, she mused. Turning to Mulder, she gestured. Mulder knowing her sign as a good one, he smiled too, at his son.

Mulder held the door open for Scully, with William in tote, Doggett and Reyes. Putting down her luggage, Monica turned towards Mulder handing him a small bag, "Sorry, we didn't have much for the baby, just a few diapers and some jars of food. This was all so sudden."

"That's okay," Scully interjected, "We'll get some supplies later today." She went busily to tending to her son and pulling him to her chest closely.

John cleared his throat before he spoke, "I just want you to know that Monica and myself are staying for the next couple of days, just in case.."

Mulder nodded quietly. Scully, distracted, asked, "Whatever for?"

John walked up to her, "Dana, Will's parents were killed on purpose. He was saved, obviously for a reason. The file and the DNA was left for me. They wanted us to lead them to you. We considered this but decided that you needed Will. If I were you I would start carrying a weapon just in case."

Scully pondered this for a moment, "I understand your worry, John. I know they want us. We know too much. But your also right about Will. I need him. I am willing to protect my family at whatever cost." She turned on heel and walked into the bedroom carrying her son, ending the conversation and any other further attempts at one.

John looked up at Mulder for empathy. Mulder just shrugged, "She gets like this sometimes. What's a man to do?" John shook his head.

As the night went on, Mulder lay next to Scully thinking. What could they possible want? As his thoughts clouded his mind, he noticed Scully's breathing had become quiet. He turned to face her.

"Hey." He whispered slowly.

"Hi," Scully smiled at him through the darkness.

"What's wrong?" He asked knowing Scully not to waste one minute of precious sleep unless that is, she was troubled.

"I'm worried about us. What could they possibly want now? They've already driven us into exile. They forced us to leave what we loved behind. And now I'm worried about you. I just know they want to silence you and ….." Mulder pressed his fingers to her lips.

"It's going to be okay, Dana. I won't let anything happen to you or Will." Scully went to speak but he stopped her again, "Or myself. I won't leave, promise."

Scully solemnly nodded. She closed her eyes letting sleep claim her once again. Mulder kissed her cheek before doing the same.

The two slept, knowing that things were going to get worse before they got better….

TBC