John and I arrive at Dana's place just a little before noon. I am so full of questions I'm not even sure if I will remember them when we start to talk. As I knock on the door I can feel John take a hold of my hand.

Dana walks to the door and answers it. "Perfect timing. Come on in." She says and takes a step back to let them in.

"Thanks." I say and we walk in.

"Do you mind helping me in the kitchen John? I'm sure Monica and Mulder have some talking to do." Dana says.

John nods his head and kisses me before following Dana. I smile and then take a deep breath before walking into the living room. As I enter I see Mulder looking at the test results. I wonder if he sees I'm pregnant also. I walk forward and take a set on the couch. "Hi." I say to him.

"Hi." He finally looks at me. "So…you're my sister?"

"Seems like it. I still can't make since of it. I mean.. I was born in Texas and raised in Mexico…and if Samantha was taken at age 8... How do I have memories of my own childhood?"

He sits back against the chair. "They could have erased your memory of being Samantha and gave you new ones….would explain how you where adopted? Maybe your mom would know something. Probably wouldn't hurt."

"I could do that." I say and pull my phone out of my pocket and call my mom. I look over at Mulder and he leaves the room so I can talk to my mom. She soon answers the phone.

"Hi mom."

"Sweetie! How are you? I miss you so much." She says happily.

"I miss you too and I'm doing ok."

"So…how's work?"

"Good….um…I was just wondering. I know you don't really like me asking but um…I need to ask. Is there anything you remember from when you adopted me. Where I was at….who you talked to, to adopt me…anything that could help me figure it out."

"Why? Is something wrong?"

"Well….could be.. I'm not sure but it would help with me knowing who my real parents where. Could you help me please mom?" There's a pause on the other side of the phone. "Mom?"

"I'm here… I hope your ok sweetie. I was never really given the name of your birth parents. They did tell me they where from Martha's Vineyard. I do remember that the guy I talked to and signed the papers smoked like a chimney. He pretty much insisted that I take you."

"Insisted?"

"Yes….and I didn't meet him at an orphanage or church or anything… he brought you to my place and said that you where the one for us. Said it was important that I got you and not someone else. When I saw your face looking up at me… I couldn't resist."

I couldn't help but smile "What else do you remember mom?"

"He told me that you have a brother and that they where killed in an accident and you didn't have any other family members."

"I need names mom.. It's very important. Please… anything else besides Martha's Vineyard?" As I said that I saw Mulder out of the corner of my eye looking at me with an ahhh look on his face.

"There may have been a name but I can't remember it sweetie.. Maybe if it was said to me or something…I don't know. It was so long ago."

I look at him as I cover the phone. "What is it?"

"Martha's Vineyard?" He asks.

"Yes. Why?"

"That's where I grew up at."

"My mom needs names. She can't remember if the guy gave her names or not. Any ideas?"

"Try Mulder…..Um…Spencer….I can't think of anything else."

I nod and put the phone back to my ear. "Mom…do the names Mulder or Spencer sound familiar." I ask and again there's a pause.

"I don't know sweetie…."

"Did they tell you what my name was? I'm guessing you changed it."

"That I do remember. Samantha. I liked it but I had liked the name Monica forever. I figured, new name new start."

"Oh my god." I said more of a whisper.

"Monica.. You ok?"

"Yeah.. Thanks mom. I promise I will call you soon. Tomorrow ok?"

"Yeah. I love you.."

"Love you too mom." I said and hung up. Mulder is still standing there.

"Well she didn't remember either of those names.. But she told me the name I had when she adopted me."

"Which was?"

"Samantha." I then bit my lip as I looked at him. I could see the tears in his eyes. I'm not sure if they are sad or happy ones. It's then I see him walk towards me and I feel his arms around me. I'm taking it as good ones. I hug him back.

"I never thought I'd see you again" I heard him whisper.

"I never really knew who I was. Now I know."

He pulls back and sits there. "Sorry."

"Don't be… So.. Do you think they know we know? They probably won't like it very much."

"I don't think we should tell them. If they took you once.. And they find out about this there's no telling what will happen."

I nod my head. I don't want that to happen either. "So.. Now what?"

Just then John walks in. "Lunch is ready."

So it is.. We have lunch as if nothing new happened.

The man sitting out front in the van puts the listing devise down and smiles. Will his boss ever be happy to hear about this. He smiles this evil smile and pulls out onto the road and drives off.