|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
"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.