Mulder's mind phased he couldn't help thinking about what just happened, could this change there lives? As he peered around the room there seemed to be no sign of Scully anywhere. No clothes scattered over the floor, in fact Mulder was fully clothed in the clothes he was wearing before he and Scully got intimate. He questioned the whole event, Scully running throughout his mind he peered at the clock, 1'o'clock, an hour before Scully had appeared at his apartment, was it a dream? His mind sieved through the aching and the pain of being able to remember such a spectacular event and it not truly happening. He shut his eyes and he opened them to a banging at the door, he stumbled to his feet and opened the door. To his surprise a puffy red eyed Scully stood, he peered at the clock and it was 2'o'clock on the dot.... was it fate trying to replay itself? Did something so wrong before?