It's been six years since we left Mulder and Scully. There's been a lot of control-alt-delete going on with them. Mulder now avoids arrest by sitting in a rural craftsman bungalow, surrounded by all the dim lamps, mission-style furniture and flying saucer posters he had back in the day. Scully is a pediatric surgeon, and the point is she's busy, her hairstyle is prettier than ever, and she's left behind all things X.

One day, a serious-looking FBI agent shows up needing Scully's help on a case involving an abducted agent. The feds also need someone who's an expert in listening to psychics. They need Agent Mulder.

Happily, Mulder and Scully are soon on a helicopter to the FBI building in Washington.

There's just enough of that old push and pull between Scully's heartbreaking need for scientific proof in all things, and Mulder's desperation to find answers in the supernatural, to make us realize how much we've missed them.