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Title: Last Dance
Author: Exphila
Rating: PG (for naughty words)
Classification: SR *A*
Spoilers: Yes, spoilers will indeed spoil this story.
Summary: A surprising event Rocks Mulder and Scully's world.

Disclaimer: The dynamic duo belong to the lord of creation, the dudes at 1013 productions, and the people at fox. PLEASE don't sue! All you'll get is this computer, my room and maybe my cat.
Oh yeah, and that song (since I've since heard is called one of us) I heard it on the muzac in the grocery store, so, sorry to whoever made it.
"Fly" is by Celene Dion, "Last dance" is by Sarah McLachlan,"band of gold" is by Freida Payne If she's/their reading this I love your music and the last thing I'd ever want to do is infringe on your copyright. SORRY!!

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Authors note: this is my second fan-fic and my first try at 3rd person. Be kind. On my last story I got a message that said " what would you do if today was your last day on earth? Especially if by doing some thing it wouldn't! If you feel like writing again- think about what you have to value in life." en quote. So as I said: be kind, at least this time I had a proofreader.

Robyn is a fictional character. Any resemblance between her and the living is probable-the dead miraculous.

Thank you to Tammy- who kept my story realistic and spelled correctly. Wouldn't be here without ya Tammy!


Last dance 1/7

6:30pm, Midtown bus

Mulder looked up from his newspaper as the bus reached the next stop. He felt the bump of it stopping, the slide of the doors and the lurch as they got moving again. The next stop was the one he wanted. He covertly looked around. There was a mother with a child asleep on her shoulder, Scully- dressed in plainclothes as he was, a few white collar guys on their way home from work, and a young girl with clear hazel eyes and brownish greasy hair who was obviously homeless. He turned his attention back to the newspaper he wasn't really reading. " Done one stake-and-catch you've done em all," he thought to himself, but actually, he was kind of worried. The guy they were " stake-and-catching" was really vicious; you never knew what to expect next. He passed a discreet glance to scully, who gave him a confident look back. Their next stop would take them to the airport, but if he and scully did their job right this bus would be getting there without Rodney Denture.

Scully sighed and looked at her watch again, Two minutes to go. She stole a glance around the bus. A mother with a child on her shoulder, asleep, who she hoped, would be getting off at the next stop. There was mulder, dressed in running pants and a New York Knicks T-shirt. There were three businessmen who looked n a hurry to get home. And there was this poor girl who had been bugging her the whole time. She had brilliant clear hazel eyes, God knows what color her hair was under the grease and dirt, Probably red, Pale skin marked with bruises cuts and streaks of dirt, and dirty rags of what had once been nice clothes. Scully then realized she had not been paying attention. She saw Mulder glance at her. Trying to look confident, she glanced back. But she actually felt as if there were an elephant mosh pit in her stomach. She licked her lips and undid her holster as they bumped to a slow.

Mulder watched the man get on. A mixture of hate and disgust ran through his veins as he studied his ratty clothes and yellowed teeth out of the corner of his eye. He made sure his holster was open as the man paid the bus driver.
He knew there was an unmarked FBI van somewhere and about 20 backup members of the SWAT team standing by somewhere, but it was up to him and scully to get Denture under control, make the arrest, and then tell skinner and the swat team that they had through the tiny ear piece inside his T-shirt. The man walked past him, eyeing everyone suspiciously. By now mulders newspaper was folded and on the seat next to him. Mulder glanced at his watch. He knew this arrest was meant to be textbook, but he had a bad feeling as the guy walked to the back.

Scully hated this guy. She felt her skin creep and crawl as he walked past her and sat down next to the Homeless girl. She saw mulder lean forward and tell the bus driver something, and she figured it was about to start. She knew mulder was telling the bus driver not to stop under any circumstances until he said so. Scully waited until mulder sat down and then she cleared her throat, the signal. She heard mulder stand up and pull out his gun.
" Freeze Denture."

Denture, realizing he was caught, took a few glances around. When he realized there was no way out, he put his hands up in surrender. Mulder breathed in short, shallow breaths. Textbook-sort of. There was something wrong, But he was jittery and the thing had gone all right, so he dismissed it as butterflies. Mulder stood his ground, trying to keep his gun steady through his nervousness. Denture started approaching him. Oh great, Mulder thought as he cocked his pistol and tightened his finger on the trigger. Panicking, Denture grabbed the person in the seat next to him, grabbing her wrists, twisting her arm behind her and putting her in a headlock.
It happened to be scully. Her pistol went flying into a nearby seat.

Denture placed his gun to her Temple, tightened His finger on the trigger and grinned.

A baby was crying.

Then there was a gunshot.

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Last Dance (2/7)


Then there was another one, and another one.

And it stopped.

Denture and scully went limp, scully still in a headlock. Mulder's Heart stopped for half a moment as he watched. One stirred. She weakly got up on her palms and pushed herself away from Denture with her feet until she reached the back wall where she slumped. She glanced at mulder as if to say, ""What happened?"
The girl just stood, frozen in shock. There was a metallic thump as Scullys gun fell at her side. The she sat (fell?) robotically down as the edge of the seat caught her. She kept looking at her hands, flexing the fingers. It was like she was thinking to her self, What have I done?
Mulder checked to see if everyone was alright, Helped scully onto a seat, tried to calm down the business men who were either swearing or staring at the girl, and reassured the mother who was now rocking her sobbing baby. He didn't know what to do to the girl so he just left he there.

He then pulled the collar of his T-shirt up to his mouth and spoke into the mike there, braking the astonished bubble of silence, only broken by the sobbing of the baby. He knew the a whole event had been monitored by the small camera, and he answered to the exclamations by needlessly saying:
"Denture is down."

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Scully stood outside the Interrogation room studying the papers and statements from other passengers on the bus. They still needed a statement from the homeless girl. Mulder approached.

"Ready to go in scully?"

Scully took a deep breath and said with a sigh, " Yup"

" Okay, so what do we do about the girl?"

"Well they're not going to prosecute her, I made sure of that." She replied, " Skinner backed me up the whole way. We all know what would've happened if she hadn't made the shot, the question is, why?"

I think that's what we're about to find out." mulder replied, nodding to the door. " So what should we do with her?"

" I think we should just get a statement and get her home" said scully in a finalizing voice.

" Home to what?" Mulder replied.

Well he had her there. What would they do with her? They couldn't just send her back out to the cold streets in January, could they?

" Lets talk to her before we make that decision." scully Decided.

Mulder nodded as they peered in the Interrogation room window.
The girl sat there behind the table, her hair hung in greasy thick clumps and she had a shocked look in her eye. She was still looking at her open hands, which she now folded into fists and rested her head on. The muszak was appropriately playing A song scully didn't know the name of to but sang: " What if god was one of us? Just a slob like one of us? Just a stranger on a bus, trying to make his way home?"
Scully forced herself to concentrate. As they entered the girl heard the door click shut and raised her head, opening her closed eyelids as she went, revealing hazel eyes. She stared at them blankly for a moment before exhaling deeply, wiping her hands over her dirty face. Poor things still in shock thought scully.

" She looked up at them, waved at the double sided mirror that skinner was observing them from, and then said, " So how many years do I get?" In a suprisingly perky voice.

" Zero, You're not being prosecuted." Mulder said.

"I'm not." the girl replied in a bored, slightly sad, heavy, yet relived voice, " Then why am I here?"

Scully spoke up then, " We just need to get your account of the events that happened on the bus. All you have to do it tell us a bit about your self, then tell us what happened." Scully couldn't tell why, but she was automatically speaking to her as if she knew her.

Mulder took out his small black Dictaphone thing, pressed record, and told her to begin.

The girl began to speak, telling the recorder the story of her life:

" My name is Robyn. I am 15 years old. I had a ritzy early life, but Two years ago our driver was drunk and he smashed our limo into a brick wall. My Mother, Dana, was killed, and my father has never been seen again. I woke up in a government hospital. I can remember phrases, but no voices, no faces, I know about my life, but bits of it keep disappearing everyday. I don't know where I was born, I don't know the events of my 13th birthday, I don't remember what my parents look like, But I remember my mother giving me a necklace for my 15th birthday. As none of my relatives wanted me, They shipped me off to an orphanage, but I escaped and I have been on the streets ever since."
She finished her account of the story. Scully found herself feeling really sorry for this girl.
What a life, If she'd been one of her relatives, shed taken her.

" That's great Robyn, But you didn't tell me your last name."

" Oh," She rolled her eyes at her own stupidity and said " Its Mulder-Scully, Robyn Melissa Mulder-Scully."



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Last Dance (3/7)

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Scully looked at Robyn; She couldn't shake the strange, panicky feeling. The government, the names. Mulder, Scully, Dana. All she could think of was this phrase on fox, for some sci-fi show or other, Its happening again. She glanced at mulder, who seemed cool as a cucumber, but she couldn't tell if he was panicking. She wondered if he realized it or just wiped it off as a coincidence. He looked at her, and she looked into his eyes. Yeah, He was panicking all right, not like mulder to consider coincidences.
Suddenly it hit her. She excused Mulder and herself from the room and they went out into the hallway.

"Mulder", she said, " Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

" Yes" he said, exhaling nervously. " Another one."

The words hit scully like bullets, even though she had already figured that out. She opened her mouth to speak just as mulder did, and they paused and laughed nervously.

" You go first." she said.

So mulder spoke. " Scully, there's something I need to tell you that I have not told you before. You know Emily?"

She knew all right. She felt like he'd poured salt in an open wound. "Mulder, It was last month."

" Scully, there's more, more Emily embryos. I found them when I was looking for Dr. Caldron. I didn't tell you because I thought it wouldn't come up again and I didn't want to hurt you anymore."

Scully was still hurt, but she understood so she swallowed her feelings and spoke. " There's something else mulder. What if that bus stunt wasn't panic induced? What if it was a test? I mean, remember the eves?"
"I see what you mean scully, but he grabbed you."
" But what if it was an assasination, what if he meant to grab her? I mean we're both petite, both lean, and her hair could be mistaken for red. It would've been easy to make a mistake."

Mulder considered it for a moment, and then agreed, " We'll put her somewhere safe." he decided, nodding as he said it.
Scully then saw her chance. " We can put her at my apartment, I have a spare room and I'm sure the last thing she needs is safe house with strangers." She knew that they were strangers also, but at least she'd met them. " Ill have a blood test too." she finished.

Mulder agreed and they went back into the room to find Robyn studying scratches on the table. She looked up as they came in and looked at them as if to say, " So....."

Scully began. " Robyn, we don't want to send you back out onto the streets, so you can come stay at my house for a day or two until we get this sorted out."

Robyn thought this was too good to be true, A real house again! She nodded eagerly and followed them as they walked out of the room. The lady agent said to her " We want to take a blood test, just to see how your health is."
A blood test? These guys sure were worried about her. She didn't even know their names.

" Hey guys, what are your names?" she enquired.
Here goes, thought scully, The moment of truth.
" I'm Dana Scully, and he's fox mulder." She watched closely for the girl's reaction.

Her eyes widened to the size of saucers and she said through a nervous laugh, " Shiiit! That is like, so weird! And then brushed it aside.
Mulder and scully exchanged amused looks at her reaction.
Scully took the blood from Robyn and gave it to the lab technician with two others, her and mulders, all anonymous. He said it would be delivered to her office in a couple of days. Then they went home.

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Last Dance 4/7

Agent Scullys apartment, 10:00pm

"And here is where you'll be staying" scully said, opening the door to her guestroom. It was a nice room, with a double four poster bed in the middle; bookshelves built into the warm salmon walls (of course lined with medical manuals),
And a little white dressing table next to the physiatrist like couch. Robyn walked in, amazed at the marvel, as she had done with every other room. She looked at the little Christmas stickers on the picture window, and sat on the window seat. Looking around.
"So what do you think?" scully said, breaking the silence. " Its lovely" she said breathy " I don't remember every seeing anything like this." she said in a strange, almost confessing voice. Then she said, " I'm sorry, but do you have anything to drink, I'm parched. She blushed a little
" Sure" scully said, not surprised in the least, " Come with me out to the kitchen and we'll get something" and she left with Robyn following.
Scully came out of the kitchen with a glass of juice and a sandwich and placed them gently on the table, seeing that Robyn was over looking at the photos on her mantle piece. Scully went up beside her and started naming names.
" This is my mother, this is my late father, and these are my brothers Bill and Charles, my sister, Melissa, and me." " Is that agent Mulder?" she asked, looking at a small picture in a pine frame.
" Mmm-Hmm" scully replied nodding her head with a smile on her face, the picture was taken after the mothman case. They were both smiling, happy to be rescued, their arms were each other's necks and though they looked absolutely terrible, they looked wonderful.
Robyn ate her sandwich, and was asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. Scully wondered how long it had been since she'd slept in a bed. She watched her for a while, Thinking, wondering if this could really be her child, and wondering where mulder came into it. She found, though, that she was looking at the small stickers on the window. They were smiling Santas pulling sleighs with rosy nosed reindeers prancing along. She had put them up at Christmas, before emily, when she had been feeling particulary merry.
She wondered why she hadn't taken them down. She suddenly found herself very weary, and fell into her own bed, sleeping well for the first time in months.



At another apartment, sleep was the farthest thing form a mans mind. He tapped away at his computer, accessing things no one except the most important people were meant to access. He munched on sunflower seeds, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and got more and more frustrated until he embarked on a discovery that made him shake his head in wonder, even though he had been ready for what he would find. He then fell onto his couch, tumbling in his own land of nod

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"Mulder, This doesn't make sense." Scully said for the umpteenth time.

" Look in the file scully" Mulder retorted That's what I found.

" But Mulder" Scully stressed " This file is empty"

" Exactly" He replied n a voice that wasn't much more than a whisper, a smile forming on his face.

The fact hit scully hard, so that her mouth dropped open, yet she still needed to hear it from someone, to assure her.
" What are you saying?" she asked

" I am saying that this girl Robyn has no records, Anywhere. And that there is no listing of any car crash with a girl in a hospital, Mother Dana, Father Unknown. She doesn't exist Scully, That's what I'm saying."

He finished with a sigh and a resigned look on his face. He looked so tired, and she wondered how much sleep he'd gotten last night." ok, she doesn't" she repeated, " But what I need to know is how she grew up. I mean, Emily was 3, this girl is 15, bit of an age difference. My abduction was only 3 years ago." There, shed said it, now the answer would come. " Scully" Mulder began," I think they can combine your eggs with a source and grow these clones to any age they want. Emily, obviously, was created with alien DNA for a base, that's why she bled green, She was a hybrid." mulder said, this time softer, more gentle.
"Well, first of all, Robyn bleeds red, she is a human, and second of all Mulder, " she continued with her hoped truth, " We don't even know if this is my kid, She could....."
" But what is she if isn't yours?" Mulder Interrupted " Why wasn't she ever heard of or existed? Mulder stood back, waiting for an answer. " She could of been born at home" scully stated, " she could....."
Mulder just looked at her.
" So fine, she's this hybrid thing, she bleeds red, she acts like a normal person, she doesn't have a chip in her neck or some spore growing out of her chest, so what did they combine it with?" She stood back and looked at him triumphantly, she could already see him trying to find an answer for this one. Just then there was a knock on the door.
"Ill get it while you think about that." she stated and twisted the doorknob. She took the vinyl package from the carrier outside and hesitated before she opened it. She knew this was the final test results. She had given hers, Robyn and mulders blood to the attendant anonymously. As A, B, and C. She skimmed the sheet and then read it again, again, and again. She didn't believe it.
" What, what is it?" Mulder asked.
" Found out what they used as a base." she said detachedly. " What?" mulder asked Innocently, he had no Idea of what was going on.
She turned around, and he could see what was on that paper struck terror into the middle of her ocean blue eyes.
She moved her mouth, in what didn't seem to be a word, but more of a hoarse whisper, and replied:
"You."

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Last dance (5/7)
Mulder didn't understand her, he couldn't figure out what she was saying. It sounded like she said "ewe". Could Robyn have been involved in the sheep cloning process? That would be purely sick. He stood and waited for an answer.

Scully repeated It to herself again, this time in a whisper, " you". She felt panic rising in her throat. A primordial terror that made her breath speed up and her knees weak. She could do only one thing, run.

Mulder watched scully, she was totally shocked. All of a sudden she started hyperventilating and she went wobbly.
"Scully are you ok?" he said striding over to her. She pulled away from him like he was going to hurt her. He stared into her eyes. They were livid with terror and panic. She muttered something like " Excuse me", dropped the report and ran for her life. He just stared after her, wondering what had happened. He looked to the floor, picked up the report, and read.


Scully ran blindly through the darkened halls and empty briefing rooms, That's all the basement was for. She found herself at the ladies room, where she promptly went into the toilet and threw up. Having done that, she went to the sink and just stared at her refletion. She turned on the tap and splashed her face with water, then turned it off and went back to staring, only to find that she couldn't hold herself up anymore. She slumped down next to the sink and lost herself in thought.

Mulder slowly absorbed the words in the report. " This researcher has found that the subjects A and B are the biological mother and father of subject C. This test is 99.9% accurate, so no further testing is needed." He was shocked and overjoyed at the same time. One part of him was screaming: You're a Father to a beautiful girl and with a Beautiful woman you love! What more could you ask for? And the more logical, greatly ignored part of him was saying, You're going to have to live your life in secret, whenever you screw up they'll go after her to hurt you. They probably want her too; you'll have to hide her.
He understood why scully bolted, It was worse for her. How many more were there out there? What if Robyn died like Emily? How much more could she take? What if the Idea of him being father of her child repulsed her? What would they tell skinner? So many questions, no answers. But he main one they were both thinking of was, Why?

Scully walked into the office to find mulder slumped against his desk with a glazed look over his eyes. The Report was in his hands. Thank god she wouldn't have to tell him. He wasn't responding at all, he just sat there. Not a good sign. Somewhere the physician in her said posttraumatic shock. She wanted to tell him how glad she was that it was him and not some awful alien or worse, she wanted to tell him not to worry, that everything would turn out alright, she wanted to tell him she loved him. But all she could say was: " We have to protect her, those bastards are going to want her."

Mulder just turned to scully and looked at her, as if he was just noticing her. His eyes were still glazed, " Are you ok?" he asked

" I'm fine Mulder." she said automatically. She watched him get up and sit in his chair.

"Mulder, how did they....."She started" well, you know.., cause you've never been abducted and the other alternative is......Ridiculous." She blushed despite herself, wishing she'd never brought up the subject.

Mulder smiled (sort of), " I think it was at Ellen's air base."

"Oh yeah" Scully shivered at the memory. <"How did I get here?">

" I think you should go home and be with her, Ill figure out how to break this to skinner, I'll drop by later." Mulder said, giving her a smile that sent shivers down her spine. When had she come to feel this way? She tried to remember but she seemed to have felt this way ever since their first case. Could she have been so nieve?

"Are you going to be ok?" Mulder said breaking her train of thought

She looked into his caring eyes and answered honestly, " I don't know mulder, I hope so. "

"You'll be fine Scully, Just keep an eye open and call me if anything goes wrong."

"Ok" she said nervously. Usually being alone would have been all she wanted at the moment. But strangely she didn't want to leave his side. She felt protected around him and she didn't know what lengths those government goons would go to get Robyn.
Mulder could see her worry. " C'mere" he said, Encircling her petite frame with his strong muscular arms. " Everything's gonna be Fine." he assured her. She snuggled her head into his chest and closed her eyes. God, how she wished she could believe him. He held her closer and landed a kiss on the top of her head.

And that's how Skinner found them.

He had been going to ask them about that denture case when he found them, and he had to try really hard to hold back the grin that was trying to push through when he saw them. It's about time, he thought. But he knew he had to disturb them. He cleared his throat.

" Agents?"

Scullys eyes shot open. Dammit skinner, She thought angrily, Why do you have to ruin everything? She immediately stepped away from mulder. " Sorry sir" she said in what she hoped was a respectable voice. " You're excused" skinner said with the ghost of a smile.
" Agent mulder, I need you see you in my office once you.... Compose yourself."

"Yes sir." Mulder replied and with that skinner left.

"I better go mulder, will you call later?" scully said Hoping like hell he would.

"Sure scully, see ya later" he shot her heart breaking smile and added "Good Luck"

"Same to you" she replied, grabbed her coat and bag and went in the direction of the car park. Mulder sighed, grabbed his report and went off to skinners office.

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Scully struggled to unlock the thick door that blocked her off from her apartment. How could she look Robyn in the face? She hoped that Robyn wouldn't ask about work, she couldn't bear it. The key finally turned in the stiff lock and the door swung open. "Robyn?" she called softly. When she heard no answer she called a little louder. Still no answer. She started to panic and ran to Robyn's room She stopped dead in her tracks. Robyn was sleeping soundly in her bed, just as shed left her that morning. Scully walked over to her, relieved to see the rise and fall of her chest. Scully felt around her neck and felt a little beat that reassured her totally.
" Christ Dana, get a hold on yourself!" She thought, " Your getting more paranoid than mulder!!" And yet she couldn't help it. This was her Daughter. One girl that was greatly wanted by the government. She had seen too many deaths where they " Just fell asleep" and the next thing they were under a sheet on her autopsy table.
Scully sighed, pulled down the shade on the window, and left the room. She walked into her own room and tossed her coat and purse on the bedspread. She glanced at the digital clock on her side table, 3:45pm. She changed into sweatpants and a T-shirt, grabbed her well-worn copy of "breakfast at tiffany's" and went out to the couch to read. As she stretched out she wondered how mulder was doing.

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Please don't let me in, Mulder willed the secretary, Please be the stubborn bitch you usually are.

She waved her hand and he winced. He opened the door and stepped into the office of AD Walter Skinner. He approached the desk as Skinner looked up. " Agent Mulder" he stated " I'm assuming you have a report for me."

"Yes sir" Mulder replied, handing it to him.

Skinner pushed it away. " I don't want that." He replied, " What I want to know is something on the girl who shot Denture. What have you found?"

" Nothing sir" Mulder said, Exhaling slowly.

" You mean you haven't done the research?" Skinner accused.

" No sir, I can't find anything on her, anywhere." Mulder watched closely for the AD's reaction.

Skinner took it all in and responded with, "You and agent scully are getting awfully close, don't you think?" Skinner looked up at mulder with questioning eyes.

Mulder wished they could get even closer, but responded with the truth, again.
" Agent scully was very upset sir" he answered
" I was merely comforting her." He kept his tone dry and professional.

Skinner nodded his head. "What about?" he enquired.

"Damn you skinner", Mulder thought sourly, "You know just how to get the facts out of me don't you?" If he answered truthfully skinner would know about Robyn. If he didn't, It looked like him and Scully were disobeying protocol. He didn't want Scully in trouble.
"Here we go," thought Mulder, "The moment of truth." He took a deep breath and began. " We actually did find one thing, sir" Mulder began,
He handed skinner the piece of paper from the lab.

" You found her parents?" Skinner asked, quite astonished, " This isn't a small thing. This is serious - We need to find out who this girl is. Who do samples A and B belong to?"

Mulder slowly exhaled. No use tiptoeing around the facts mulder, he told himself, Just tell him straight.
" Agent Scully and I sir." He kept his voice slow and heavy.

Skinner's eyebrows raised. His eyes shot back to the report and then to mulder.

" I know what you're thinking, but the only relationship me and Agent Scully have to speak of is platonic." Mulder said immediately, trying to squelch some of the Questions forming in the ADs head.

Skinners eyes unconciously flickered to the ashtray on his desk. Well, he thought, They sure have themselves in a mess this time, don't they? He had supervised Mulder and Scully through everything from Flesh eating insects to that flukeman thing - But he'd never expected something like this.

" I believe you Agent Mulder." Skinner replied, Still trying to wrap his mind around the fact.
" Do you know what this means?" Skinner

Do I ever, thought mulder. It meant that when they were told to stay off a case, They stayed off or faced the consequences. It meant that if something happened, God forbid, To him, scully or both of them, the government got Robyn back into their orphanage. He couldn't even imagine what they'd done to her there. It meant their lives would never be the same.
" Yes sir," he replied, " am prepared to face those responsibilities."

Skinner studied Him. This event had shocked mulder into a subdued, respectful, Quiet agent.
Right at the moment skinner would've passed all that up just to hear mulder make one rude remark or one wisecrack. He couldn't even comprehend how scully was dealing with this. He looked over mulder one more time and said,

" I want you to protect that girl. They're going to want her, dead or alive. Take care of agent Scully and find out all you can about......"

" Her name is Robyn, sir," Mulder said in a voice not much more than a whisper, " Robyn."

"Well, Agent Mulder, Give her my luck." Skinner replied, and with that, he got up and went out the offices other door.

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