"Mulder stuffed a bottle into a side pocket
and thought of the luggage packed into his trunk, thought of
unpacking their contents into the drawers he and Scully had
cleared out the previous night. He thought of his belongings
mixing with hers, with the baby gear that now had the run of her
apartment. He wondered how long it would take before his stuff and
hers became inextricable, indistinguishable."
Click title to