Title: Emily Returns 2: The Truth About Anna?
Author: Jessica Hildbold
Reply to: Teahater@hotmail.com 
Spoilers: Up to Emily in the Fifth Season with implications from the 
finale and the movie.
Rated: PG
Category: MSR-SRA
Keywords: Mulder/Scully Romance-Marriage
Summary: Continuation of Part One.  Mulder and Scully finally learn the 
truth about Anna, or most of it anyway.
Archive: Anywhere and Everywhere!!!
Disclaimer: See part one as well as Bill Scully Sr., Bill Mulder, Samantha 
Mulder, and Roberta and Marshall Sim.  Once again, thanks for the loan!



Emily Returns 2: The Truth About Anna?

    "Emily!" Dana Scully called from her kitchen late one night in August.  
She was finishing the dishes from dinner.  Her new husband, Fox Mulder, 
had cooked her, himself, and their six-year-old daughter, Emily a 
wonderful spaghetti dinner, but had left a huge mess.  Their deal was that 
whoever cooked didn't have to clean.  "Emily, what are you doing?"

    "I'm on the computer!" Emily yelled back.  She quickly closed the e-
mail that she had been reading.  Emily was supposed to be helping her 
mother with the dishes.  Emily walked into the kitchen without saying a 
word and picked up a dishtowel.  Emily and Scully had a tense mother-
daughter relationship, although it was slowly getting better.  Emily had 
been created by a government experiment during Scully's abduction years 
ago.  Scully hadn't known about her until she was three.  By then, Emily 
had a new family with a new mother and a new father.  The same people 
that had created Emily murdered both of Emily's adoptive parents.  
Scully found Emily, or rather someone found Emily for her at the time 
that Emily's mother was killed.  But Emily had been ravished with a 
disease that was caused by the process that brought her into the world.  
Scully believed Emily had died when she was three, but she was wrong.  
Instead, Emily was taken by a group called the Lost Generation, and 
raised by a young woman named Anna.  She was a girl really, no more 
then twenty.  Anna had returned Emily to Emily's father, Mulder, 
Scully's ex- FBI partner when she was six.  That was just in January.  It 
was a few months before Scully found out about her.  Emily had grown 
quite attached to Mulder by then.  And she seemed to blame Scully for 
her parents' death and for her hospital stay when she was three.  It wasn't 
until Anna came back briefly, that Emily truly accepted Scully as her 
mother.  Even now, Emily liked to test her limits with Scully, and she 
never seemed to be sure how Scully would react to certain situations.  
Scully was confident that the tension would fade with the more time they 
spent together.  

    Emily and Scully worked in silence for a few minutes, before Emily 
finally said something.  "Anna wrote me an e-mail today."

    Scully nearly dropped the glass she had been holding.  It was nearing 
the time when Anna was supposed to come back to visit Emily, but they 
hadn't heard anything from Anna in the last few weeks.  Mulder and 
Scully were beginning to think (and somewhat hope) that Anna was gone 
for good.  "Oh yeah?  What did she have to say?"

    "She's coming to visit on Friday."

    "Friday?  That's only two days from now."

    "What's this, Baby Girl?" Mulder asked, walking into the room.  

    "Anna's coming to visit on Friday," Emily told him.  Mulder raised his 
eyebrows at Scully.  She shrugged slightly, telling him they would talk 
about it later.  "She said she wants to see me first before she answers any 
of your questions.  Daddy, what questions do you have for Anna?"

    "Grown-up questions, Baby Girl," Mulder replied.  Emily made a face.  
She looked at her mother.  "We just want to know who Anna is and what 
she does," Scully said.

    "But I already told you, Anna is my sister, and she rescues kids from 
the bad men," Emily protested.

    "We know, but Daddy and I just don't understand how she can be your 
sister.  And if she is your sister, we'd like to get to know her." 

    "I think Emily, that it's time for you take your bath.  We've had a late 
dinner," Mulder told her.  "I'll finish with the dishes."

    "Okay," Emily sighed.  She danced out of the kitchen and into her 
room.  Scully turned to Mulder as he began to dry a glass.  "I think we've 
danced around the issue of Anna for too long, and now she's coming to 
visit our daughter in two days.  What are we going to do?"

    "What would you like us to do?  We can't stop them from seeing each 
other.  We promised them both that they could see each other."

    "But our search for information regarding Anna has turned up nothing.  
We still don't have a clue who this girl is or what she wants.  It's like she 
never existed, and still doesn't exist.  I still think the Lone Gunmen are 
hiding something about her."

    Mulder sighed.  They had had this argument before.  Scully insisted 
that the Lone Gunmen must know more about Anna than they were 
telling either of them.  She pointed to the fact that Anna showed up last 
time just a few hours after Scully had asked Frohike to put the word out 
that she and Mulder were looking for Anna.  

    "You know, I never thought of this before," Scully said, "but when 
Anna showed up here that night, she never said anything about Emily 
being sick, only that she had heard that we were looking for her.  Almost 
like she had overheard the conversation between Frohike and I and knew 
it wasn't true.  You don't suppose that could be true?"

    Mulder started to open his mouth to say no, but he thought of the blood 
tests that the Lone Gunmen had done on himself and Emily when she was 
first returned.  The results came back in a matter of minutes over the 
computer to an anonymous associate of theirs.  When Mulder asked them 
about it, they simply told him it was the wonders of technology at their 
fingertips.  "Scully, it isn't possible to get DNA test results within a few 
minutes, is it?  Even with the most up-to-date computer and software?"

    "No.  Why?"

    "That's how quickly Emily's DNA results came back when the Lone 
Gunmen tested us.  They must have had the results either ahead of time 
or."

    "Their associate did.  What if that person was Anna?  She would be 
able to gain access to that information ahead of time."

    "But that also means that the Lone Gunmen knew about Emily before 
either one of us and never told me."

    "I think we need to give them a call and get them over here now."


    Frohike, Langley, and Byers, The Lone Gunmen, showed up a few 
hours later after Emily had gone to bed.   They glanced around the living 
room.  It was apparent they knew what they had been called to answer 
for.

    "We heard that Anna was coming back into town, Mulder," Frohike 
said, breaking the silence that had abounded the room.  "I assume that's 
what you want to talk about?"

    "Who let you know that she was coming back to town?  Was it Anna?  
How long have you known her?  Since the beginning?" Mulder exploded.  
Scully placed her hand on his arm to calm him down.  The Lone Gunmen 
looked at each other, trying to decide how to answer.

   "You see, Mulder." Langley started, but Frohike stopped him.  "No, 
let me do this.  I was the one who dragged you guys into this mess.  I've 
known Anna for about two years now.  She showed up at a conference 
that I was attending.  She said she was looking especially for me because 
of my connection to you, Mulder.  I was weary at first, but she had 
anticipated that.  Anna told me about the group that she was involved in, 
The Lost Generation. We had heard rumors about the group before, but 
had never met anyone from there.  They're a very secretive group.   Anna 
told me about the experiments of the children; details that we didn't have 
a clue existed.  Anna also brought documentation to back it up.  She's a 
wizard at breaking into computer systems.  Anna asked that I keep her a 
secret from anyone else for awhile.  I agreed, after all, she was only a kid.  
We exchanged e-mails for the next year, and every once in awhile she 
would give me information about something I was working on.  
    About six months before Emily was returned to you, Anna came to see 
me once again.  She said she had important information for you, Mulder.  
She told me about Emily, how the group had saved her, and how she had 
raised her.  Anna then told me that Emily was your biological daughter.  
She said that it was nearing the time for Emily to be returned to you and 
that she needed my help.  She made me promise not to tell anyone what 
she had told me, including Langley and Byers.  Anna stopped contact 
until a few days until Emily was returned.  She sent me an e-mail telling 
me that it was time to tell Langley and Byers about the situation and that 
when Emily was returned she needed our help to convince Mulder 
immediately that Emily was his.  She promised that any tests we did after 
that would confirm that Emily was yours.  So we made up a new 
informant and the tests in order to help Anna.  It was Anna who was 
sending information back to us that day.  We did do the tests later on with 
the samples that we took from you and Emily and everything that Anna 
had claimed is true."

    Mulder sat quietly in the chair.  He seemed to be at a loss of words.  
Scully looked at him briefly before turning her attention to Frohike.  
"That night that I went to you and asked you to put a word out for Anna 
because Emily needed her, that night, she was there, wasn't she?"

    "Yeah, she was there.  She was in the back room and overheard the 
entire conversation."  

    "How much else does she know?" Scully asked.

    "I don't know.  I haven't told her anything about either one of you, but 
she seems to know it anyway.  She's never asked for any information on 
you either.  I don't think she needs to."  Frohike looked at Mulder who 
had a look of utter disgust on his face.  Frohike felt anger rip through his 
body.  He thought he had done the best could with the situation that had 
presented itself to him.  "Do you know what would have happened if I 
had told you Mulder?  Anna would have taken off with Emily and never 
returned.  The only thing you would have been left with was a story that I 
told you about Emily.  A story that claimed she was still alive and she 
was your biological daughter.  You wouldn't have Emily here with you 
today.  All of this had to be Anna's way and on Anna's terms, or it would 
have been nothing at all.  It still has to be that way.  As much as you hate 
it, Anna holds all the cards."

    Mulder nodded, conceding to what Frohike had just argued.  "You're 
right.  I believe you did the best you could with the facts you had.  And 
you're right about Anna; she holds all the cards.  I just have one more 
question.  What do you know about Emily's claim that Anna's her 
sister?"

    "Nothing more then what Emily told you.  Anna has never discussed 
her past, as far as personal experience.  She has never talked about her 
family either.  Anna never told me that Emily was her sister.  She never 
told me much about Emily at all.  I never saw Emily until the day you 
brought her in.  I believed that Anna wouldn't lie to me and that's why I 
trusted her with the Emily situation.  And I believe completely that she 
doesn't lie to Emily.  I just don't know about the rest of the world."

    "But you can't know for sure that Anna doesn't lie to Emily," Scully 
said.  Frohike nodded in agreement, "No, I can't know for sure.  If Anna 
contacts me before Friday, I'll be sure to tell her that you want to speak to 
her.  She probably won't contact me though."

    "Why?" Mulder asked.

    "I told you, she just knows things, and if I talked to you about her, she 
won't come and see me because she'll know I'll tell you that she's in 
town," Frohike replied.  Mulder looked doubtful.  "Mulder, I love that 
girl like she's my little sister, but I also value our friendship.  And if she 
truly is your daughter, I have to believe that you know what's best for 
her.  So if talking with her is what you want, I'll try to do whatever I can 
to see that it happens."

    "Thank you," Scully said.  She led the Lone Gunmen to the door.  

    "He'll be able to get past this, won't he?" Frohike asked Scully.

    She turned to look at Mulder sitting on the couch.  His face was buried 
in his hands.  "I think he will.  It will take some time though."

    Frohike nodded and closed the door.  Scully returned to the living and 
sat down next to Mulder.  "Frohike's right, you know.  He really didn't 
have much of a choice." Mulder didn't respond.  "Mulder, what if Anna 
is our daughter?  What happens then?"

    "How can she be our daughter, Scully?  The girl is at least seventeen 
years old if not older.  We haven't known each for that long.  And while 
my family has been involved with the government for much longer then 
that, you weren't, and neither was your family."

    "She could be a clone."

    "There wasn't a cyst on the back of her neck.  I checked when she 
came that night."

    "Maybe they found a way to age-progress people.  Maybe she's only a 
few years old."

    "Maybe," he thought it over.  Scully backed down.  "No, she couldn't 
be.  Frohike's known her for a few years and she hasn't significantly aged 
in that time period.  It doesn't make sense to stop her in her teens.  Which 
leads us to one of two possibilities, either she truly is our daughter or she 
lied to Emily."

    "But why would she lie to Emily about that and tell her the truth about 
everything else?"

    "I don't know.  Maybe she hasn't or maybe it was the only way to get 
Emily to trust her or maybe."

    "Or maybe Anna wasn't lying and she is our daughter somehow."

    "But how?"

    "I don't know, but Anna does.  I guess we'll have to wait until Friday 
to find out."

    They looked at each and sighed, before sitting back on the couch to 
watch the end of Jay Leno.  Neither one of them noticed a small figure 
stand up from her position behind the doorway and walk upstairs.


    The subject of Anna, who she was or anything about her visit, was not 
discussed the next day by either Mulder or Scully.  Even Emily, who had 
been so excited to see Anna again, never mentioned Anna or her visit, 
although Emily seemed to have more energy then normal.  She nearly 
dropped two plates and broke a glass while she was helping her mother 
with the dishes.  It took Mulder and Scully over an hour to get Emily to 
bed.  Success came only after Mulder agreed to read her a bedtime story.  
Scully sat in the kitchen with a cup of tea, waiting for Mulder to come in. 

    "She's lying down with her eyes close, but I don't think she's 
anywhere near to falling asleep," Mulder said, walking into the room.  

    "She didn't mention Anna all day," Scully replied. "Don't you think 
that's weird?  She was so excited about Anna's visit and now the day 
before it happens, she doesn't say a word about it.  You don't think she 
heard us talking last night, do you?"

    "No, she was sleeping.  Emily probably just picked up on our general 
distrust of Anna and decided not to say anything about it."

    "I wish we could have known what Anna was writing to Emily, but I 
wouldn't read Emily's private things."

    "We couldn't have even if we wanted to.  Emily has a lock of some 
sort on her e-mails."

    Scully looked at him sideways for a few seconds.  "You tried to read 
her e-mail?"

    "Only once.  I was curious about what they were saying."

    Scully shook her head. She opened her mouth to say more, but a knock 
on the door stopped her.  Mulder hurried out of the room to answer it.  
"Scully, I think you should come here," Mulder called from the front 
door.  

    Scully walked into the living room expecting to find a door-to-door 
salesman.  Instead, she found Anna waiting in the doorway.  Scully 
looked at Mulder, not sure what to say or do.  

    "I decided it would be better to answer your questions before I saw 
Emily.  I think it will put your minds at a slightly better ease.  And I 
won't have it hanging over my head during our visit," Anna said.  "Emily 
e-mailed me about the doubts that the two of you were having."

    Mulder glanced at Scully briefly.  Emily had overheard their 
conversation.

    "Uh, come on in.  We can go into the kitchen," Scully offered.  She 
noticed the backpack that Anna was wearing.  "You can leave that by the 
door if you want."

    Anna protectively touched her backpack.  "That's all right.  I like to 
keep it with me."

    Scully and Mulder lead Anna into the kitchen.  Scully offered her a cup 
of tea, but Anna refused.  Anna sat uncomfortable in her seat.  "I guess 
the first thing I should tell you is that my name is Anna and I'm seventeen 
years old.  I don't officially have a last name, per se, but if you follow the 
traditional rule of last names, it should be Mulder."

    "Seventeen?" Scully said.  "You've had Emily since you were 
fourteen?"

    "Yes," Anna replied, "but I wasn't your typically fourteen year old."

    "You're not Samantha's daughter, are you?" Mulder asked.

    Anna shook her head and sighed a little.  "No, Samantha is not my 
mother, biologically or otherwise."

    Mulder was beginning to become impatient.  He just wanted Anna to 
come out and be straight with them.  He couldn't understand why she was 
dragging her feet when she knew it was inevitable that they would find 
out who she truly was.  "Who are your parents?" He added, 
"Biologically."

    "Those are the only types of parents that I have," Anna said, but she 
knew she would have to tell them.  "You are my biological parents; both 
of you."

    "How?"

    "Any seventh grade biology student can tell you.  When a female's egg 
is combined with male sperm." Anna trailed off when she saw the look 
of annoyance on Mulder's face.  "Eighteen years ago, during a seemingly 
routine visit to your gynecologist, Dr. Dirkheimer, several of your ova 
were extracted without your knowledge.  Several months later, one of 
those eggs was combined with your sperm and created me.  They had 
gotten the sperm from another `routine' visit to your doctor."

    "Why her?  I can understand my part in all of this.  That would be 
because of my father and his involvement with the project, but why 
Scully?  They couldn't possibly have suspected she would someday join 
the FBI and be partnered up with me."

     "Not exactly.  But somebody did.  Agent Scully when your father, 
when he was out to sea in the early eighties, there was a time of about 
five weeks that you didn't hear from him, and no matter who asked, he 
wouldn't say anything about it.  Your father had discovered a crashed 
UFO in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, along with a dying 
extraterrestrial.  The alien told your father everything he knew about the 
project and the planned Armageddon.  Then he implanted a catch of sorts 
into your father's head so that they couldn't erase the memory of what he 
seen and what he had been told.  Then the alien died.  Your father was too 
well known and too well liked by certain people to be killed and they 
couldn't erase his memory, so they blackmailed him instead.  That's why 
I was created.  It was the perfect way to keep both of your fathers quiet.  
Samantha was eighteen then and was free to live her life.  They couldn't 
hold that over your father's head anymore, Agent Mulder.  But a 
grandchild, that would give them at least another eighteen years of 
silence.
    And it wasn't a freak accident or a simple twist of fate that brought you 
two together.  There were forces, people, who pushed the two of you 
together for years.  They molded you without your knowledge so that in 
the end, you would have no choice but to join the FBI and later become 
partners."

    "My father hated the idea that I would join the FBI, though," Scully 
said.

    Anna nodded and smiled as if remembering a memory. "Yeah, he did, 
but he knew he didn't have a choice, and he knew that his disapproval 
would be the final push to get you into the academy.  He always talked 
about how stubborn and rebellious you could be and how much you were 
like him, and like me."

    "What do you mean, he talked about me?  Did you talk to him?"

    "Talk to him?  He helped to raise me, along with my Grandpa Mulder.  
I told you that they knew about me from the very beginning.  They 
demanded that I be part of their lives.  They knew the right connections, 
the right people to make that it happened.  I was a month old when my 
Grandpa Mulder saw me for the first time and I was nearly two months 
old when Grandpa Scully saw me."

    "Where?  Where did all of this take place?"

    "I was created in Pennsylvania, most of the children are, and I lived in 
a nursery until I was about eighteen months old.  That's not the normal 
procedure for any of us.  Once we are created, we are put up for adoption, 
but we are only given to couples who agree to their terms, which include 
what areas of the country to live in and which doctors to go to.  The 
couples are given basic information and a basic fear that keeps them in 
line.  They know enough to not seek more.  The entire process usually 
takes about three weeks."

    "But you stayed at the nursery until you were a year and a half old.  
Why?" Mulder asked.

    "Because I was the grandchild of William Mulder and William Scully 
and I needed to be watched carefully.  They couldn't risk turning me over 
into the general populous.  I was never to be given up for adoption.  
Besides, my grandfathers wanted to be part of my life.  They wanted me 
to know some sort of family, and since I couldn't be with my. if I 
couldn't be with you, then it would have to come from them."

    Scully shifted in her seat.  "What happened after that?"

    "I was taken to a compound in California and integrated into a special 
part of the project.  They called us the Hope Children after one of the 
developers of the project.  We were supposed to be the members of a 
special council that would lead earth to overcome its alien invaders.  And 
if that proved to be unattainable, we were to make the transition as easy 
as possible for the world, to be the ambassadors for both worlds.  We 
can't get sick from the virus that will one day be unleashed unto the earth.  
We are alien-human hybrids and the virus is ineffective on us.  Emily has 
the same protection, but everybody else, they don't stand a chance.  The 
vaccine they have is weak and it doesn't work on everybody.  There's not 
enough of it either."

    "I don't understand," Mulder said.  "If you, and Emily, are alien-
human hybrids, how can you have two earth parents?"

    "How can you be our father?" Anna clarified.  Mulder nodded.  "They 
don't combine the DNA of a human woman with that of a male alien.  It 
didn't work.  They form a completely human child and in the third week 
of development introduce alien DNA.  That caused the cyst on the back 
of Emily's neck.  It's the only way to ensure that we will be inoculated 
from the virus, like I said the vaccine for humans is very weak.  They 
need us to survive this Armageddon.  The only way to ensure that we will 
survive is to take us to the brink of death with alien DNA.  In order to 
keep it from killing us, they have to inject us with a special vaccine, like 
the ones you found in the nursing home, the ones for Emily."

    "But you said Emily was cured and we haven't given her shots the 
entire time she's been with us."

    Anna seemed to grow impatient.  "Emily is cured.  The shots they gave 
Emily, and the ones they give most of the kids, are weak forms of the 
vaccine.  Those ones can't cure us.  But in strong doses, applied 
vigorously, it can.  They don't cure many of the children in order to 
control the parents and keep track of the progression of the children.  I 
was cured almost immediately after I was born.  It was another `perk' of 
being my grandfathers' grandchild."

    "How does your group fit into all of this?"

    "The group, The Lost Generation, we are all former children of these 
experiments, but Frohike told you that already.  We take these children 
from the compounds or from their families and cure them.  If it's all right 
for them to go back, we send them to their families where they belong.  
The children who can't return stay with us permanently.  We don't kidnap 
the kids; we make their parents a deal.  We'll the cure the kids, and keep 
them out of the project in exchange for their silence.  Most of these 
parents come to us now. 
    Emily's adoptive mother did not come to us.  I went to her.  I knew she 
was tired of the tests on Emily and I told her I could stop them and the 
treatments for Emily.  I asked her to give Emily to me because I could 
keep her safe and take her back to her biological mother.  She agreed.  
But she told Emily that Emily wouldn't have go through anymore tests.  
Emily told her doctor and that's when they killed Mrs. Sim.  I would have 
cured Emily even if Mrs. Sim wouldn't have given her to me.  I have 
never turned my back on one of these children."

   "I don't understand why Mrs. Sim would give Emily to a stranger, 
especially one who was only fourteen years old," Scully said, her voice 
choking up.

    "We weren't strangers.  I had known the Sims' since they had taken 
Emily home.  I have known Emily since the minute she was born.  I was 
the first person in this world to hold her.  I named her Emily Christine 
after me.  My middle name is Emily.  I thought this way we always be 
connected.  I was with her all the time, feeding her and changing her and 
playing with her, as much as you can when they're so young.  I wanted to 
send her home to you.  I begged Grandpa Mulder to send her home," 
Anna's voice sped up and began to rock gently.  "I didn't want her to be 
raised like me.  I didn't want her alone.  At least I had my grandfathers.  
But they wouldn't let me send her home.  When she was two weeks old, 
they told me that they were sending Emily to live with another family.  I 
begged Grandpa to keep her with me.  Over and over I begged, but he just 
kept saying that he couldn't.  I can understand now that he really 
couldn't, but back then, I hated him for it.  He broke down crying when I 
told him that and still I walked away.  They brought the Sims in about a 
week later to meet Emily.  I switched tactics and tried to persuade them to 
send Emily home.  I think this touched Mrs. Sim, but she wanted that 
baby so badly.  They promised to let me see her once month as long as I 
never told her who I was.  What choice did I have, I was only eleven."

    "And your grandfather, did you make up with him before he died?"

    Anna wiped away her tears and smiled.  "Yeah, I did.  He forced me to 
visit him one day.  He apologized for not being able to help.  He said he 
had picked out Emily's adoptive parents because they loved her very 
much and they would let me visit her.  He promised that one day we 
would all be a family.  I told him that I believed him and he died a few 
months later.  I don't think he ever really knew I had forgiven him 
though"

    "I just don't understand how my father couldn't tell any of us about 
this," Scully said.  Her hand was covering half of her face.

    "He didn't have a choice.  They've interfered with your family's lives 
enough already.  Imagine what it would have been like if he had told you 
about the crash or the alien or me." Anna pressed her fingertips together 
in front of her face.  Scully stared at Anna's hands.  "You don't believe 
me.  I expected that.  It is a fantastic story especially to non-believer such 
as yourself.  That's why I have these."

    Anna reached into her bag and pulled out several photographs.  She 
handed them to Scully.  Scully's eyes grew bigger as she looked through 
each photo.  She handed Mulder one of Anna about five years old 
sandwiched between her two grandfathers.  "Mulder, it's our fathers, 
together."

    "Of course, it is possible that I doctored these photos so you're 
welcome to have them analyzed as long as you give them back in one 
piece.  These photos and my memories are all I have left." Anna erased 
any emotion from her face as she talked and stiffened her body.  "I 
assume you'll want blood tests to confirm what I've just told you.  I'm 
only in town until Saturday evening so it has to be done soon.  I'll be 
back to see Emily tomorrow.  Nine o'clock, okay?"

    Anna placed the photos back into her pack back.  She folded her hands 
on the table, but looked as if she was preparing to leave.  

    "You're leaving?" Scully asked.  She looked confused and scared.  
Mulder took up the professional stance.  "We're not through asking 
questions."

    "I'm done answering them.  I can't tell you anymore," Anna sounded 
irritated.  Scully placed her hands on Anna's hands.  Anna jumped back, 
startled.  Scully's faced was as crushed as Anna's was frightened.  Anna 
stood up quickly.  "I have to go."

    "Wait," Scully began.  She grabbed Anna's wrist.  Anna struggled to 
free herself.  "Please, I have to go.  Let me go."

    Scully searched Anna's face.  Anna turned and pleaded to Mulder with 
her eyes.  Mulder grabbed Scully's arms and released Anna.  Anna took 
off running out the door.  

    "Why did you do that?" Scully yelled at him and ran after Anna.  By 
the time she made it to the front door, Anna was gone.  Mulder ran in 
after Scully.  "Scully, she's not your daughter.  She's not like Emily.  
Anna's almost an adult and she doesn't need us like Emily does."

     "She does need us.  She's only a little girl." Tears streamed down 
Scully's face.  "She is my daughter.  I may not have known about her, but 
that doesn't make her any less ours.  I saw you in her, Mulder, from the 
first time I laid eyes on her.  I just couldn't place where I had seen that 
look before.  And her hands, they're Melissa's hands.  I couldn't stop 
staring at them.  The shape of them and the way she moves them, it's 
Missy.  And did you see her eyes?  Those are my father's eyes."

    "Dana, she's not ours.  She has our biological material, but she wasn't 
raised by us.  Anna doesn't know us and we don't know her.  We have to 
give her time."

    Scully nodded and wiped away her tears.  "Do you, um, do you think 
she'll be back for Emily in the morning."

     "Yeah, I do.  I don't think she'd let Emily down because of an 
argument with us."  He kissed Scully's forehead and hugged her for a 
long time as she unleashed a whole new set of tears.

    "Mommy?" Emily said quietly, walking into the room.  Emily stood 
timidly in front of her.  Scully held Emily's hands.  Emily smiled at her, 
although she had obviously been crying.  "Mommy, Anna loves you, she 
does.  She just has a hard time showing it."

    Scully smiled at her and hugged her. "Thank you, baby.  I love you."

    "I love you too."

    Scully woke up the next morning to find herself fully dressed and on 
the couch with Mulder lying next to her.  Neither one of them had made it 
to bed last night.  Emily was shaking her.

     "Mommy, get up.  Anna will be here soon." Emily was saying.  Scully 
looked at her watch and jumped up when she noticed that it was about ten 
minutes to nine.  

   "Mulder, Mulder wake up." Scully shook him.  "Mulder, Anna's going 
to be here soon to take Emily."

   Mulder groaned slightly and sat up.  Emily jumped onto his lap.  Scully 
stumbled into the kitchen to make coffee.  Scully handed Mulder a cup of 
coffee a few minutes later as there was a knock on the door.  

   "Anna!" Emily shouted and ran to the door.  It was Anna.  Emily gave 
her a big hug.  "Anna, I knew you would come back!"

    Scully smiled cautiously at Anna, who weakly smiled back.  She 
looked as if she hadn't slept all night and seemed paler then before.  "Go 
grab your jacket, Munchkin, and we'll get going." Anna looked at 
Mulder.  "I'll have her back by six, okay?  That way, she can eat dinner 
here without me interfering too much in her nightly routine."

     "Okay," Mulder agreed.  Emily ran back into the room.  "Ready?"

    "Ready," Anna replied.  Emily kissed her parents and she and Anna 
left.

    "Do you think we should be worried?" Scully asked.

    "No," Mulder replied.  "I think we should head back to bed."


    Shortly before six o' clock, Anna walked Emily down Emily's street 
towards her house.  Emily, although holding tightly onto Anna's hand, 
was skipping.  Anna looked tired and worried in the dusky light, a fact 
that did not allude Emily.

    "Anna?  Do you think you could stay a few days?" she asked.

    "No, Munchkin. It's time for me to go back," Anna replied.

    Emily threw her hand away from Anna's and stopped dead in her 
tracks.  "No, Anna, no!  I want you to stay with me.  Mommy wants you 
to stay with too.  I heard her talking last night."

    "Munchkin, they are not my parents, I can't stay with them.  I have 
things to do.  I can't stay with you.  That's why I brought you back to 
them."

     "They are your parents, Anna.  You told them so last night."

    "Emily, they are your parents because they love you and they are 
raising you.  I'm done being raised.  I'm all grown up and I did it without 
them.  I love you and I will always love you, but your mom and dad, they 
don't know me and I don't know them.  That's just the way things are."  
Emily pouted.  "I don't care if you get mad at me, Munchkin, but that's 
the way things are.
    "Emily, I love you very much.  But I'm only your sister.  And every 
sister grows up and moves away from her brothers and sisters.  That's 
why your mom doesn't live with your uncles.  I promised that I would 
come back and visit.  And I will.  Okay?"

    Emily looked at her sadly.  "Okay."

    They walked in silence the rest of the way home.  Scully was there to 
greet them at the door.  Emily hugged her and went to sit on Mulder's lap.  
Scully ushered Anna inside, but Anna refused to sit down preferring to 
stand near the door.  

    Always prepared for a fast getaway, Scully thought to herself.  She 
turned to Emily.  "How was your day?"

     "It was all right," Emily shrugged.  She refused to look at Anna and 
went to stand by her mother instead.  Anna studied Emily with a hard 
look.  "Emily's a little mad at me.  She doesn't understand that I have to 
go, that I don't belong here."

    Scully looked at Mulder.  "Of course you belong here," she replied, 
"we're your family."

    Anna looked at Mulder also.  She seemed to once again be pleading 
with him for help.  This time though he felt a strong connection with her.  
Mulder wasn't sure where it had come from.  Maybe all the information 
about Anna and who she was had finally sunk in.  But there was 
something else.  He felt a kinship with her.  She was out there searching 
for truth, just as he always was.  And she had lost her sister like he had 
lost his.  Maybe it wasn't in the same way, but the hurt was there just the 
same.  Mulder wanted to take the hurt away from this girl, his daughter.  
For the first time, he said it in his head and meant it.

    And it left him very confused about what he should do.

    Mulder smiled softly at Anna, but shrugged his shoulders slightly to 
tell her he didn't know how to help her.  Anna set her face so that it 
showed no emotion and turned away from Mulder.  She never responded 
to Scully's comment.

     "We want you to spend a few weeks with us here so that we can get to 
know you," Scully continued.  "You can get to know us too."

    "I don't know if I can," Anna replied and took two tiny steps 
backwards.  "I have things. I can't leave. I need to. I." Anna's 
voice trailed off.  She didn't know how much to tell or where to even 
begin.

    "Surely, there's some way you can spend a few weeks with us," Scully 
pushed.  "Even two.  They must be able to get along without you for that 
long."

     "But I." Anna started to protest.  She stopped when she saw Mulder 
rise from his seat.  Anna watched him come closer with wide eyes.  
Mulder placed his hands on her shoulders.  She didn't jump like she had 
the other night when Scully touched her.  Scully closed her eyes briefly 
trying to push down the jealousy that had arisen within her.

    "We really want you to stay," was all he said.  He released his hands.  
Anna continued to stare into his face unsure of how to react.  She looked 
over at Scully who was smiling.  Anna could see hurt in her eyes.  She 
had to get.

    Ring!

    Anna jumped as her cell phone rang.  She turned it on staring at Mulder 
the entire time.  "Yes?   Are you sure?  Okay.  IV two weeks.  Yes.  
Thank you."

    Anna hung up the phone.  

    "Well?" Mulder asked, his eyes full of anticipation.

    "Two weeks," Anna whispered.  Mulder broke into a huge grin.  He 
turned to Scully who looked like she was ready to burst with joy.  "We 
have her for two weeks."

    He went to hug Scully.  Emily hugged her mother too.  She seemed to 
be slightly jealous of the closeness between Mulder and Anna.

    Anna stood there with a small smile on her face.  She seemed to be 
taking the entire scene in.  

    Mulder grinned at her.  "Two weeks."

    She smiled back.

    But what happens then, she thought to herself.


THE END


Author's notes: I know this one is a little short, but it's more of a 
`tweener' piece then anything else.  I have a lot more planned for Anna 
and the Mulders'.  As I continue to write these stories, I find I like them 
more and more.  Please excuse any discrepancies found!  And PLEASE 
e-mail me with comments at teahater@hotmail.com. Thanks for reading!