Summary: Younever know what 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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Baltimore, MD

Margaret Scully’s residence

10pm

Maggie Scully wiped the sweat from under the rim of her large garden hat and bent back over to tend to her garden. Inside she heard the phone ring and she quickly stood. She picked up her basket and walked into the house. She reached beside the door and picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Mrs. Scully?" Maggie recognized Fox Mulder’s voice instantly.

"Yes Fox, What is it?" Maggie was instantly worried. Walter had told her that Dana was traveling to Washington to cover a case with Fox, but that was all he would tell her. Walter and her had been getting a lot closer recently. They had gone on a few dates and she felt very close to him. They had both lost their spouses and that common bond had brought them close together. Maggie felt as if she could love this man, not as much as she had loved Ahab, but pretty close.

"We’re in Canada-"

"Canada? Walter said that you two where going to Washington."

"Walter? I see. You and Skinner are getting close huh? Doesn’t surprise me really. Must have been why Skinner was always asking Scully how you are. Well, Washington is our cover. We went to Canada to get back the bastards that stole Scully for those three months, and the man that ordered Scully dead, but got Missy instead." Maggie closed her eyes, silently thanking god that the man that had done that to her Missy was probably dead, unless…

"Fox? Where’s Dana?"

"She’s ok, Mrs. Scully. She’s has a bullet wound in her leg, but otherwise she’s her good old self. I am calling to tell you that the bastard’s dead, and you probably want to come up to see Dana." Maggie let out the breath she hadn’t known she’d been holding. Dana was safe, thank god.

"Yes, yes. Thank you Fox. Where are you two?"

"Vancouver Memorial Hospital. We’re staying at the Embassy hotel. Hold on a sec. Scully wants to say hi." In the background Maggie could hear, "Only if you say please. Now beg. Ow! Ok, Ok, uncle, here!" And then Dana’s voice popped on the phone.

"Hey Mom."

"Dana, sweetie. How are you? Are you ok?"

"We got him Mom. We got him. That son of a bitch is dead. Yes I’m fine. Are you going to come up?" Maggie could hear the excitement in her voice and the small plea for her mother in her time of need.

"Yes, I am. Next flight sweetie." There’s a small sound in the background. Maggie guessed that Fox was telling Dana something.

"Mom? Mulder wants you to talk Mrs. Mulder into coming, as well. He wants to know if you could talk her into it, because if he asked she probably would come up."

"Ok Dana. Tell Fox I’ll try."

"Thanks mom. I should go. Mulder is complaining about me needing to sleep." Maggie could hear a muffled comment and a small ‘Whomp’ sound. Maggie smiled to herself then said her good-byes. She hung up the phone. Teena Mulder and her had been getting along well since the New Years party Dana and Fox had thrown last year.

Teena had come down and they had met. Maggie liked Teena. Even though she disliked what Teena had done to Fox, she knew that what Teena had done sat heavy on her soul. Both Teena and Fox had confided in her and she was happy for that. She he knew Teena would go to Canada, she had to.

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Vancouver, Canada

"I just love a woman in hospital cloths Scully." Dana swung again and this time she connected with his shoulder. Smiling she placed the cellphone in the tray next to her food. She hated hospital food. Her leg hurt but she didn’t tell Mulder that.

Mulder picked up a spoon full of carrots (or what she hoped was carrots) and held it in front of her mouth, making airplane sounds, "Open up Scully." She smiled and let him feed her.

"Mulder, I hate to tell you this but you make the worst airplane sounds." She moved her head a fraction of an inch and Mulder missed her mouth. Scully didn’t know why but she felt like she was three or four years old again. All she wanted to do was joke around with Fox. She let all her fears about the outside world slip away and the pleasure of Fox Mulder’s company take over her body.

"Geez Scully. Look what you made me do. Now I’m going to have to clean it up." Mulder scorned her playfully. He was happy to see Scully like this. It was in rare form that he did and he hoped he got to see a lot more of her like this. He bent his head and kissed the carrots off her face, finishing with a long lasting kiss on her mouth.

"Mmmmm." Scully let the soft sigh past her lips and stared at Mulder. His eyes seemed to change before her eyes. They went from green to dark brown with hunger. He bent again and she closed her eyes at the touch of their lips.

"Mulder I would jut laugh if my mother walks in on us."

"And how would she do that? We’re in Canada, she’s in Baltimore and you just got off the phone with her. Now if Skinner walked in…"

"Mulder…"

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Martha’s Vineyard

Teena flipped through the small photo album. It held the last remnants of her family that had once been whole. Her family now sat in shambles, Fox had left not trusting her and not talking to her unless told to by Dana or Maggie or if he need information, Bill had left her after Sammy had disappeared. Sammy hadn’t been her choice, in truth she couldn’t chose so she had hoped that they wouldn’t take either of her babies. But Bill had chosen to keep his son, Fox, and he had let them take Sammy.

After Sammy had disappeared she had turned inward and left Fox to take the blame even though it wasn’t his fault. Maybe if she had told him the truth about it they would have had a better relationship. But that was the past and she couldn’t change it. The phone ringing made her jump. She reached over to the base that sat on the table next to her chair.

"Hello?" She expected to her that deep sexless, emotionless voice of the man that had forced her husband to chose which child he wanted to keep the most.

"Teena? It’s Maggie." The soft honey, motherly voice that she loved, floated over the phone and Teena could feel her defenses falling.

"Hi Maggie. How have you been?"

"Not bad Teena. I just got a call from Fox and Dana." Maggie used her son’s first name so easily and even in front of his face she used it, where as in Teena’s case he had forbid her to use it, ever.

"Oh that’s nice Maggie." Teena tried not to show her hurt. Just answered politely and rather curtly then she wanted to.

"They want us to come to Canada, Teena. He wants you. This may be that second chance you keep taking about. I have to go up there because Dana’s been shot, nothing serious just her leg. But Fox sounds like his wound goes deeper. He hasn’t been physically wounded or they would have told me, but emotionally. Maybe he needs his mother and doesn’t know how to say it."

"Oh come on Maggie. If he needs a mother he’s going to come to you. God you should see how much he loves you. I hate it because he won’t even let me call him Fox. He hates me. He probably just want to show me how he’s found a life with Dana and how he’s moved on in his life and left me behind. Left me to grieve for Sammy!!" Teena was amazed at the amount of venom in her voice. Did she really hate Margaret Scully so much? Was she that jealous that Maggie could call her son by his first name and she couldn’t?

"Teena just come to Canada. He sounds like he needs you. At least be there for this time, you never know when you’ll get a call telling you that their gone and you can’t say goodbye. Please Teena, if not for him then for me."

"I’m not going Maggie. He doesn’t need me. He gave up on me a long time ago." And she hung up before Maggie could say anything else. She sat there for several moments. The voice in her head reminding her about how she had given up on Fox, not the other way around. Fox needed her. The thought overwhelmed her. Fox never needed her anymore. He had Dana and if not her then Margaret.

Suddenly something deep down inside of Teena let go. For the first time in ages she felt that overpowering need to find her child and comfort them. If Fox needed her then she would go. After all, her baby needed her…