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�We�re on the tail of a serial rapist, Bill,� the man, Mulder, said. �This isn�t an X-File. We�re on loan to Violent Crimes.�
Ah, so it was FBI. I�d heard of the X-Files. A two-person department hidden away in the basement of the Hoover Building. Investigations into the paranormal. The Bureau didn�t like advertising the department, but I�ve got some friends there who have lips that could sink ships.
�Why are you looking for Admiral Jakobs?� Harm asked.
The woman stood up a little straighter. �Harmon Rabb?� she asked, a slight frown coming over her soft features.
Harm nodded.
Mulder and I frowned.
Bill turned and walked away, frustrated that no one was paying attention to his righteous indignation riff.
�Scully?� Mulder asked his partner.
�Um, sorry,� the woman, Scully, said, shaking her head after breaking eye contact with Harm. �Mulder, this is Harmon Rabb, Jr. We grew up together. He�s a Naval fighter pilot. Harm, this is my partner, Fox Mulder.�
�Nice to meet you,� Harm said, shaking Mulder�s hand. �And I don�t get up much anymore. I�m actually with JAG now.� I cleared my throat slightly. �Oh, and this my partner, Meg Austin. Meg, this is Dana Scully. Bill�s baby sister.�
Scully lined Harm up with an icy glare that would have stopped Admiral Chegwidden cold.
�Bill�s younger sister,� Harm amended quickly. I smiled. �What happened to the whole �med school� plan?� he asked Scully.
�I went to med school. I just decided that I could help more people at the FBI than I could becoming a GP,� Scully said. �When did law school happen, though? I thought you would be commanding your own squadron by now.�
Harm chuckled softly. �Yeah, so did I. Unfortunately the Navy doesn�t like it when their pilots can�t fly at night,� he said.
�Night blindness,� Dana said with a thoughtful look on her face. �That explains so much,� she said with a pointed look. Harm blushed. My curiosity soared.