It’s late, last you heard from Fox he was in hospital with his mother. He hasn’t called, so you can’t sleep. You’re pacing around your apartment when you hear a knock, opening the door you find Mulder, he looks awful, tired and disheveled. You try to let him in but he doesn’t move, instead, you pull him into you. You wrap your arms around him, settling your hand on the back of his neck and pull him into your apartment.