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Note: There will be slight references to the comics (Which I guess make it slightly AU?) If you have not read them if you have questions just PM me and I can explain (Or lead you somewhere you can read them...) This will not have any heavy references next chapter will have a lot more. Enjoy! (Reminder! I am still looking for a beta! And I am always open to suggestions on the storyline. I have a general direction I want to take it in but I love ideas!)

Finding The Truth

William thought it was over at first. Since everything was dark he didn't know where he was but he suddenly felt very afraid.

"Mom!" The shout was enveloped by the dark. Later William would realize, with some shame, that the mother he was yelling for and needing was his birth mother and not the woman who raised him but in that moment he was desperate.

"Mom!" He screamed it this time with tears falling down his face. He felt like a small child who was scared of the dark. After shouting for the third time he heard something in the distance.

"William!" It was so soft that he thought maybe his ears were tricking him but he didn't wait to find out and instead started sprinting in the direction he thought it had come from.

"William!"

It was louder this time. He started to see a faint green glow and very suddenly came upon a strange scene.

There was his mother looking much older than the last time he had seen her. She was looking up into the sky toward where the strange green light was coming from but was also looking around frantically.

"William!"

"Mom I'm here!" He ran right up to her and threw his arms around her but she didn't move or seem to notice him. A slight movement in the corner of his vision caught his attention. There was a car and in it was his father, also looking much older. William reluctantly removed his arms from his unaware mother and moved toward his father. He could tell the man was dying. He was covered in bruises and sweat. There were welts on his skin and Will could practically feel the fever coming off of him. His eyes were closed and when they opened suddenly William jumped back in fear reaching unconsciously for his mother.

"You have to find us Will." He father said clearly looking him in the face. A second later he was lying on Talon's couch shaking and covered in sweat.

William kept the end of his dream to himself telling Talon that he had not seen anything important. He wanted to figure this part out on his own first. He went on to their only computer that sat in the living room and opened up the links that Talon had sent him leading him to the articles written by the Lone Gunmen. He first did research on the men who had run the publication. There was not much on them though. On the site they gave fake names that matched different historical characters. There was a hidden link on the very bottom left of the site that if you didn't look very closely you would miss, which was most likely the point.

The link said: to contact the Lone Gunmen with information or questions press here.

When William pressed the link it opened to a different screen that had a list of five different email addresses on it along with a P.O box address and three phone numbers. William quickly entered in the first number on the screen into his cell phone but was met with a message saying the number had been disconnected. The same message was linked with each number. He knew that he shouldn't have been surprised as the website had not been active since before he could talk but it still stung.

He decided to send the same email to all five email addresses:

Hello,

My name is William Van De Kamp and I am looking for my birth parents. I believe that you know who they are. I have read a lot of your publications and have enjoyed many but today a friend showed me some articles concerning a baby that was born under mysterious circumstances and then given up for adoption. I think I might be that child. I have always been different but lately I have been having dreams of my parents. I think they are memories from before I was adopted and I think they need my help. I know all of this sounds strange but I figured if anyone would believe me it would be you guys. The only real clues I have are their names: Scully and Mulder. Please help me.

William Van De Kamp (Scully/Mulder?)

He took a breath and pressed send on the final copy and knew he just had to wait now. He couldn't sit still though and finally got up to get a piece of paper. He scribbled the same message on the paper and wrote the address for the P.O. box on an envelope. He was about to seal it when he had an idea. He ran up to his room and looked through a pile of old photos on his desk. He finally found one that was perfect. It was an old school photo of him in forth grade. There was nothing extraordinary about it but in it he saw his mother's face. He stared at it for a moment and realized how much he looked like her.

He became momentarily distracted as he ran to the mirror on the other side of his room. He stared at his own reflection. He had his mother's eyes but not her red hair. Instead he had dirty blond hair that covered his forehead. He looked down at the picture and realized that he had his father's smile. He didn't even have to try to fake a smile as he realized that he was closer to them than he thought. Soon he saw them clearly when he looked at his own reflection. When he remembered his original mission he went back downstairs, put the photo in the envelope, put on a stamp, and ran out to the mailbox letter in hand. He would find them somehow and he would save them.