Mulder stopped dead in his tracks when he saw that Scully wasn't alone, reaching behind his back for a weapon he no longer carried. His jaw clenched, the muscle there twitching with tension.

"What's going on?" he said tightly. "What the hell is he doing here?"

"Nice to see you again too, Mulder," Doggett muttered.

"It's okay," Scully said quickly. She reached out for Mulder's hand and he took it, sliding into the seat beside her but still eyeing Doggett warily. "Agent Doggett's out here on a case. It's just a weird coincidence."

"If coincidences are just coincidences, why do they always feel so contrived?" he mumbled. Scully chuffed an unexpected laugh at that, and Mulder seemed to relax.

 

 

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