Summary: You never know what your dreams hold.

Disclaimer: The X-Files, Fox Mulder, Dana Scully, CSM, Margaret Scully, Bill Scully, Bill Scully,Jr., Samantha Mulder, Tina Mulder, Bill Mulder, and all the other Characters that are involved in the X-Files and not mentioned her and are mentioned on my web pages, I would like to remind you that I do not own or am making a profit in any way from this. Please do not sue me. The X-Files belongs to 1013, Fox, and CC. I do not own any of the songs in this story either, sorry too many to count.

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2 weeks later

FBI HQ

10:13am

Fox Mulder hung up the phone and looked across the room at his partner, Dana Scully. He sighed. So much had happened to them over the past month. Linda Bowmen had come back and almost killed Scully and himself. And ever since that night in the hospital, they had not spent more then one night apart. Mulder now spent his nights at Scully’s and maybe one day when it was safe, he and Scully would move in together. He could pretty much visualize it now…

"Mulder? Earth to Mulder." Scully’s voice broke through Mulder’s daydream.

"Huh?"

"What did Skinner want?"

The whole phone conversation with the assistant director came back to him. The small details of the case Mulder knew had to be an X-File. A woman found with signs of the retrovirus had been found dead in her hotel room.

"He has a case in New Jersey. He wants us in his office." He said as he stood waiting at the door for Scully to join him.

"Wait let me guess…The Jersey devil again? Or no maybe The Flukeman?" Scully asked, joking around with her partner, her friend. She knew he loved it when she played with him like that even if on the outside he seemed to hate it.

"No…But it might be something to interest *you* Scully. He thinks it’s the retrovirus. There was a woman found with all the symptoms and they just need you to confirm it." He pushed the elevator button for the fifth floor and hummed quietly as the elevator slowly climbed. Scully shuddered at the thought of having to deal with the retrovirus again.

"Tell me Agent Scully…Do you believe in the existence of extraterrestrials?" He whispered in her ear as the elevator doors opened and they walked down the hall to the AD’s office Scully couldn’t help but smile. Just before she opened the door to Skinner’s office Scully turned her head slightly.

"If you’re one of them then I guess I have too…"

"Agents. Have a seat. We have no time to waist." Skinner said as Scully opened the door and the two FBI agents walked in.

****

Somewhere in North America

11:30pm

The man stood looking at the letter his "daughter" had retrieve from the mailbox. It was the one he’d sent to Agent Spender that he’d hoped would help him but he had guessed wrong. Krycek was supposed to come and bring him back to consistitorium, to bad that the stupid fuck had been killed. He could really careless. He still had his hold on Samantha. And all he had to do was flaunt her around in the US and then hide her again and Fox would be eating out of the palm of his hand. Sometimes he wondered if he should just give back the girl that his young nephew had been looking for so damn desperately.

"Uncle Jamie?"

"Yes, Sam?" He pulled a Mortly out of his pack and lit it, slowly savoring the taste of his favorite brand of cigarettes.

"Will you tell me about my brother Fox again?" The tall, thirty-three-year-old looked amazingly like her older brother and even more like her father. She was tall, about 6’1, just like Fox, and she had green eyes, alight with the prospects of life, her long black hair hung around her shoulders in wavy strands.

"You should remember him Sam. Last time you saw him you were 8. That was right before your parent’s died in the car crash. They sent you to live with me and your brother to live with your aunt Janet, And I heard, not long after he want to live with her, that a fire had killed the whole family."

"Uncle, I want to go to America and visit his grave." She sat in her favorite chair in front of the small fireplace. Green eyes dancing in the firelight.

"Maybe. After you finish your research maybe you and I can take a trip to the United States." The girl sighed. She knew it was no use to argue with her uncle, plus she was really close to a break through in her cancer research. He uncle had given her a few blood samples to work with and he had no idea that she really knew who the blood was from. A woman, called Dana Scully and Sam knew she worked for the FBI. She thought that if she could contact this woman and see if she could help her find her brother. Because she knew deep down in her heart that he wasn’t dead, she could feel it.

****

Milltown, New Jersey

Robert Wood Johnson Medical Center

12:17pm

Scully shook her head. She had seen something like this before, but it wasn’t the retrovirus. The body of the first victim, Cathy Fuggazzi, had several pustules on the on her face and he stomach was a mess, the symptoms where the same as the retrovirus and she had determined that it wasn’t airborne right away. She had just finished her autopsy on the woman and she was just about sure she knew how this had come about. Actually Scully wondered why Mulder and herself had been given this case in the first place. This woman wasn’t a victim of any retrovirus, she had spider bite, most likely from a black widow but she couldn’t be sure till the lab tests came back.

Sighing she pulled her latex gloves off and tossed them in a biohazard can. She turned to the sink and turned on the water. She let the water run over her fingers as she reflected about that night 2 weeks ago in the hospital room. She still hadn’t old him about the flashes she would have. She knew her memories were coming back but she just didn’t want to face them yet. Not without Mulder anyway.

A small smile curved on her lips as she let her thoughts drift to him. The soft curves of his body under those nice tight jeans. Ever time he wore them she caught herself staring a little longer then she should. But how long is too long, Dana? Weren’t you the one who stated so bluntly that you couldn’t sleep and didn’t want to sleep without him near by? Are you afraid? Of Fox Mulder?

"Scully!" Mulder said bursting through the door. Scully jumped and whirled around, flaring her gun, then relaxing after she realized it was Mulder. Water dripped from her hands.

"Jesus Mulder. Think you could tune down your entrance a little more?" Scully said putting down her gun and whipping her forehead with the sleeve of her Lab coat. She turned, and shut off the running water, walked back over to the body and zipped up the body bag.

"Sorry. I thought you might want to know that the case was just solved." Scully turned slightly to look him in the face as she dried off her hands.

"Oh really Mulder? I think Skinner has some explaining to do because this is defiantly *no* X-File."

"Yeah well I just had a visit." Scully froze with a paper towel in her hand.

"He’s alive, Scully. That fucking son of a bitch is alive. And I’m going to get him."

"Mulder…That must be why Skinner sent us up here. Of course he found out that the Cancerman was alive and that if we came up here we would be away from Washington. And it would be harder to track us up here."

Mulder smiled and Scully felt like running around, screaming her head off, and throwing herself into Mulder’s arms, crying, all at the same time. Scully’s legs gave out, but before she fell she grabbed the edge and steadied herself. She felt Mulder’s arms circle her trembling shoulders.

"We’ll get that Mortly smoking son of a fucking bitch. We’ll get him for taking Sam and killing Missy. I’ve got a friend coming up to ‘help’ me on this case. He’s going to take my place-"

"What about me? You think I’m going to let you go off and get him by yourself?"

"You actually think I would try to keep you from coming? No, Scully you’re going on vacation to Canada. *They* think I’m going to stay here while you go take a break up in Canada. This way *they* can’t warn him. You’ll fly up there and I’ll drive. You’re going to check into an Embassy Suits hotel up there. You’ve already got a room waiting and a plane ticket to a plane that’s going to leave in 2 hours. I’ll meet you at the hotel room and then we’ll go looking for that asshole." He kissed her forehead gently, "Come on, you’ve got a plane to catch."

****

Outside of Quebec

1:43pm

Samantha sighed and looked around her lab. She hadn’t been able to contact Dana Scully or talk to anyone helpful at the FBI. She shook her head and noticed the time on the wall clock. Allison should be home any minute now. And as if by magic the door burst open and a tall woman walked into the lab.

"Hey mom." The woman was about 6’3 with golden red hair and green sparkling eyes. Sam loved Allison McKenzie as much as she had loved the girl’s real mother. Allison’s mother had been Sam’s friend and when she had given birth to Allison she had made Sam the child’s godmother. That was 17 years ago. Sam had come to take care of Allison when her friend had gone into labor with another child and died during it, the small baby had died 2 weeks before the mother had gone into labor and that was why the mother had died.

"Hey sweetheart. How was your day?"

"Great! You won’t believe what me and Jake found while we were hacking into the Quebec airport database."

"What did you find?" Sam was listing only half heartily while she cleaned up her last experiment.

"You won’t believe who’s coming to Quebec…"