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Easy there, hon.

You're cleaning so hard,

I'm afraid you're going to stick the dog in the dishwasher.

Hey.

Come on, now. Quit it.

This is what we dreamed about.

What we prayed for.

I know. I'm sorry.

I just can't stop wondering why.

Why give up a child?

Give it up to strangers?

God has his reasons and his ways.

Mr. and Mrs. Van de Kamp.

Hi.

This was so hard to find.

I'm so sorry,

but there's a page here that didn't get signed.

If I can just get you to do that now.

Okay.

Here we go.

- Right there. - Thanks.

I keep asking myself a question.

I know there's been a medical exam...

...but are you sure he's okay?

Now, honey.

Well, why would the mother give him up?

You should understand, this was a life choice

by a single mother,

and a terribly difficult decision for her.

But I can say, it was only for the good of the child.

I want you to meet William.

1,492.

1,493.

20.

They don't pay me enough.

Right there!

Hands in the air!

Turn around and step forward.

Step forward!

Let's go, tough guy!

All the way down!

Agent Reyes.

Agent Scully.

Do we know who he is?

He says his name is Miller,

but he has no identification on him.

Beyond that, we don't know a lot.

Why are the lights off?

He wouldn't speak with them on.

What do you mean?

If you saw him in the light, you'd understand.

Something's wrong with his face.

He's been severely burned by fire or maybe acid.

And he says he knows me?

And that he's afraid.

A victim of what he calls the alien conspiracy.

You won't talk to me.

You going to talk to her, Mr. Miller?

If she'll help me and protect me.

You better hope

she's feeling more charitable than I am, partner.

Agent Scully.

He's under arrest for assaulting a federal officer.

I've explained to him the penalties,

but he still refuses a lawyer.

How did he get in the building?

We found a card key on him.

Says it was given to him by Fox Mulder.

His name is Miller?

Daniel Miller of Fredericksburg.

He gave us an address,

but we're still working on the confirmation.

What are you doing here?

I came here to find answers.

- Answers to what? - To this.

What they did to me.

From your scarring, it appears that you've been burned.

Are you claiming that someone burned you

and that there is evidence here to incriminate them?

According to Fox Mulder,

the men who did this are part of a government conspiracy.

Go on.

You know who these men are.

Did Mulder tell you that, too?

When?

If I were to tell you that,

you might use the information to find him.

Mulder doesn't want to be found.

When I searched him,

I found those X Files stuffed inside his clothes.

You know who that is?

That's his sister.

Whose?

Mulder's.

She was abducted from her home

when she was a little girl...

part of this same government conspiracy.

You seem to know a lot, Mr. Miller.

It gives an impression either that you are telling the truth,

or you just want us to believe that you are.

If I thought you'd believe me, I wouldn't have snuck in here.

Agent Doggett.

Would you please arrange

the transfer of this man to Quantico?

I'd like to personally examine his injuries.

From the tissue quality, your scarring is fairly recent...

the extent of it severe,

but it's not from burning or chemicals.

No.

What is it, then?

Mr. Miller?

I was injected.

Injected with what?

I don't know.

It burned.

Throughout my whole body,

inside and out.

Agent Scully, Agent Reyes.

I need to speak to you.

What is it, Agent Doggett?

I've been out running this man's supposed I.D.

There's seven Daniel Millers in Fredericksburg,

but I can tell you, he isn't one of them.

Well, then who is he?

I got an idea,

but you're not going to believe it.

Well, who is he?

You asked him how he got in the FBI...

how he knows what he knows.

He said that he contacted Agent Mulder...

that Mulder told him...

I don't think so.

I don't think Mulder told him anything.

I think that how he got in here,

and the reason he knows what he knows

is because that man in there is Mulder.

That's ridiculous.

It's absurd.

Is it?

What is true and what we want to be true

aren't always the same.

I'm telling you, that's not Mulder.

I hope you prove me wrong.

Can you open your mouth, sir?

I need to look at your dental work.

You're not going to tell me I need braces, are you?

Now your eyes.

Are you going to help me?

I don't know how I can.

Help me make them pay for this.

You, uh... refer to them as if I know them

or know where they are.

They did terrible things to you, too,

when you were abducted.

Sir, you've given us a false name.

We know that your name is not Daniel Miller.

No, it's not.

What is it?

I can't say.

Why lie to us, if you want us to help you?

Because there are people working here at the FBI

who would kill me

if they knew I was being held here.

The same people who would kill Mulder.

You can put your clothes back on.

I'm asking for your help.

But I might be able to help you.

How can you help me?

You're looking for answers, too.

We're both looking for answers.

It's not him.

It's not Mulder.

You're absolutely sure of that?

Yes.

And so will we all be

once you bring me back his DNA tests.

What do we do with him now?

Well, admittedly he's lying about who he is,

but the danger to him may be real.

I think we need to figure out what it is that he wants,

and then see if he lies about that, too.

How are we going to do that?

Well, first, I think we need to quietly get him back to D.C.

To FBI headquarters.

You came here looking for something.

What is it that you hope to find?

I didn't find it.

You stole several files

pertaining to the 1973 abduction of Mulder's sister.

But yet you say there's danger

to your life right now.

The conspiracy to keep the truth about aliens

from the American public...

all but destroyed a few years ago...

has given rise to a new conspiracy

in the government now by men who are alien themselves.

And what does this have to do with you?

What you can see they did to me

was a failed attempt to turn me into one of these alien men.

I was a guinea pig...

a test subject.

And now I want to expose their evil plans.

What plans are those?

To do this to you...

...to everyone.

Mulder said there were files here...

cases like mine.

He gave me names and case numbers,

but I don't see them.

They're not here.

Someone's already removed them.

Yes.

Who?

This is what you're looking for.

You trust me?

Thank you.

What are you doing?

Proving Agent Doggett wrong.

That that's not Mulder in there.

How? I don't understand.

Mulder and I agreed to take those files

out of the X Files office

and leave them here for safekeeping.

Mulder would have known where they were.

And that man in there didn't.

What are you doing?!

Get away from the crib!

The baby was crying...

It's none of your business!

I'm sorry.

I'd heard so much about William.

Mulder told me how he missed him.

Well, if that's true, then where the hell is he?

Just tell me where he is!

You don't want to know.

I have to know.

He's in pain... terrible pain.

Then let me go to him.

There's nothing you can do.

That's not for you to decide.

You know as well as I that's Mulder's decision.

I... he begged me to honor it.

For your safety...

and William's.

Here, Dana, let me take him for you.

No.

Please.

May I?

I want to hold him.

Mr. Miller...

No, it's important I do this.

I want to hold him for Mulder.

He's so beautiful.

Assistant Director.

You said you've spoken to the lab.

I got some advance info

on the exam that Scully performed on the man.

What?

The blood type matches Mulder's,

but there are aspects of the physiology that aren't a match.

Such as?

Well, the body mass, of course.

He's shorter and weighs considerably less

than Mulder did.

You haven't seen this guy...

what they've done to him.

The way he's twisted, he's like an old man.

He could be a hundred years old.

I'm just relaying the facts.

And the fact is, he's not

a hundred years old, is he?

Not the way he attacked you.

Well, whoever he is, he wants something.

He says he wants revenge

against the people that burned him.

And Mulder directed him to the place

where he could find the files and the people who did it.

That doesn't make any sense.

Mulder knows those files inside out.

Why would he direct him? Why not just tell him?

Skinner.

Yeah.

You're sure about that?

All right.

What?

That was the lab.

They were able to rush the PCR test,

and they came up with

a definitive DNA result.

What is it?

Where is this man right now?

It's all been a good act.

I don't know what you mean.

I think you do.

You knew those files were here.

You just pretended not to

so that I'd bring you here to see William.

No.

I want the truth from you.

What truth?

The truth that you won't speak.

I want the same truth you do.

Don't do this to me. Not you.

I didn't come here to upset you.

I didn't plan on being caught.

I know you must have a hard life,

living alone, raising a son,

not knowing whether you'll see Mulder again.

How do you know my life?

I know what Mulder knows.

I know they used you to create the child.

I know they continue to use you

to take care of it and raise it.

What are you saying?

You know what I'm saying.

Your son... your child is part alien.

Just tell me who you are.

Come on, just say your name.

Say it!

Just say it!

Agent Scully...

Could you please leave?

And close the door?

Can you step out, please?

This was a private conversation.

I understand.

I'm sorry.

Do you know who that man is?

Yes, I do.

Agent Scully...

What is this?

What?

We got DNA results.

A positive I.D.

It's not him.

He wouldn't say these things.

DNA's a match to Fox Mulder's.

It's not him.

Can we get you anything?

No, thank you.

I just need a minute.

Where'd he go?

I don't know.

I'll go check the nursery.

Monica, stay with Scully!

Hey!

No more running, Mulder.

We're going to protect you now.

Give him some time.

You're going to live, buddy.

Think that's going to scar?

We're going to talk, but first you're going to get some sleep.

So, what now?

What do you mean?

What do you want to do?

Keep it a secret, for starters.

Well, that's not going to be hard.

Nobody's ever going to believe that that's Mulder.

Somebody did this to him.

Whoever that is is going to know it's him.

I mean, that's what he's afraid of.

If he's so afraid, then why did he run?

You still don't believe it's him.

You know a person in so many ways.

Ways that a test can't even begin to know.

Look, I'll be happy to run his DNA again for you,

but I don't have to tell you what a long shot it is.

I mean, it came up a perfect match.

You asked why he'd run.

Stop and think how hard this is for him.

I mean, the way he looks.

If that was Mulder, I wouldn't care.

But he cares.

He has to.

Maybe he's ashamed.

Of what?

Not just the way he looks,

but you let him go to protect him,

only he couldn't protect himself.

You believe that?

I don't know.

We'll have a better sense when he wakes up.

It's okay.

Is he okay?

Oh, my God, there's blood!

Oh, my God!

There's blood on the sheets.

What'd he do to him?

What'd he do to him?!

Where's Dr. Edwards?

I'm Dr. Newman.

I'm going to take your baby.

He's been injected with something.

Take him to Trauma.

Airways are open.

Lungs are clear.

Heart rate slightly elevated.

Skin is warm. Nondiaphoretic.

I spoke to another doctor, a woman... Dr. Edwards.

I'm Whitney Edwards. Agent Reyes?

- Yes. This is Dana Scully. - Do we have any idea

what he's been injected with?

I've no idea. I don't know.

We're going to run some tests...

I'm a medical doctor, okay? Can I...

Good. Then you know what this is all about.

You just need to sit tight for me and let us do our job.

What'd you do to him?!

What'd you do?!

Where'd you put it?

Is this it?

Is this what you used?

Answer me!

Yes.

Anything happens to that kid,

I'm going to take you out personally.

I don't care who the hell you are.

Here she comes.

How is he? Is he all right?

He's good. He's doing fine.

Oh, God.

Well, can she see him?

We have him in Step Down right now as a precaution,

but I think he'll be going home in no time.

What did you find?

Nothing.

How could you find nothing?

There would have to be something.

There's some slight bruising on the head

where something clearly broke the skin, but... he's fine.

What about a tox screen?

There's an elevated amount of iron in his blood,

but other than that, your son is completely normal.

That doesn't make sense.

No...

I think it does.

It makes perfect sense now.

I've seen my share of the hideous

of the disgusting and the repellent,

but you, sir,

are the most perfect expression I will ever see

of all that is vile and hateful in life.

That may well be,

but for a moment, you believed it...

that I was him.

I never believed it.

You wanted to believe.

You are as false as your face.

I bet you wish night and day

that that bullet that was meant to kill you had succeeded.

I don't believe this.

What?

Who this is.

You're wrong about that.

When I look in the mirror,

I see something much different than the world sees.

He could destroy my face and my dignity

when he shot me in that office...

...but he couldn't destroy the one thing I love most...

my hatred of him.

Your cigarette-smoking, son of a bitch of a father.

And Mulder's.

You counted on the DNA...

that we'd buy it without question

and not look any further.

DNA's what Mulder shared with Jeffrey Spender.

Ah.

Half brothers raised apart...

that's about all that Mulder and I ever shared.

You haven't seen Mulder, have you?

You haven't even talked to him.

So, getting caught at the FBI...

winning our trust was all towards one thing.

It was only to get to William.

Sitting here, you'd wish me dead.

Shortly, I'll do you the favor.

I had this checked.

It's an unknown metal that you injected into my son.

It's a form of magnetite.

A gift.

"A gift"?

Having failed as a conspirator to control alien colonization,

my father wanted nothing more than to see the world fail, too.

So, what, you've prevented it now?

You've... prevented alien colonization

by injecting this metal into my son?

Your son is the one thing the aliens need.

I took revenge on my father

by taking William away from them.

So, he's all right now?

I mean, just like that?

So, it's over.

They'll let him be.

It'll never be over.

They'll always know what he was.

They'll never accept what he is.

Well, I can protect him.

And if you can't?

Look at me...

...what they did.

Is this what you want for your son?

Dana...

the room's all fresh for you.

I threw out all the old bedding

and bought some brand-new stuff, okay?

Thank you.

I know it's impossible

to stop thinking about what he said

about William...

but it's all lies, Dana,

and you were the one who proved it.

And how should I prove it now?

By insisting that I can protect him...

...only to learn too late that I can't?

You say it as if you have a choice.

He didn't have a choice to come into this life.

I don't have a choice

about what he is or was...

...but I do have a choice

about the life my son will have...

...and shouldn't I choose

that he never have to be afraid of anyone or anything?

And can I ever really

even promise him that?

But who can?

I made this!