TITLE: Papa Dear, Part 1
AUTHOR: Meghan O'Connor 
EMAIL: gyrfalcon@yahoo.com 
FEEDBACK: Please! The more I get, the more you get! 
DISCLAIMER: The LGM, Skinner, and anyone else you recognize are 
1013's. However, Anne Jacobs/Hanna Jean Frohike is all mine. 
SPOILERS: The X-Files, all up to the last season finale, and the LGM
CATEGORY: Drama, LGM/Skinner/Other 
SYNOPSIS: Does Frohike want to see the daughter that was taken from 
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This series will be called the "Home at Last" fics.
The title is inspired by the song from the movie "Yentl". See if
can catch the clues to an important part of her and Frohike's lives 
in the next part. First person to guess gets the privilege of 
writing a sex scene between her and another character of my choosing
later. (evil grin)

"Hey Doohickey, where you going?"

"I gotta meet an old friend."

Byers looked interested. "How long will you be gone?" Frohike put 
on his hat and glared at their questions.

"I don't know, ok? Should I call if I'm gonna be late, mom?" He 
crankily pulled on his jacket and left the basement. Byers just 
raised an eyebrow at Langly.

"Yo Byers, let's go."

"Go where?"

Langly had his windbreaker on and was halfway to the door. "C'mon, 
don't you wanna know who his `old friend' is?"

"It's not right."

"Funny how that's not stopping you from following me."

Fortunately, neither Anna nor Frohike and Skinner noticed the van 
parked down the street from the café. They watched from the 
periscope cam as Frohike and Skinner approached the sidewalk tables 
where a single person sat. Langly whispered to Byers although he 
knew he couldn't be heard. "So who's this chickadee? She seems 
kinda young for him."

Byers thought she looked familiar, but just couldn't place it. "I 
don't know. The only local hit on her face is a driver's license 
belong to one Miss Anne Jacobs, age 31."

Langly looked vaguely disgusted. "Man, if she's an `old friend', 
then he's a real cradle-robber." They watched as the two men 
approached her and she looked up. A huge smile broke out and she 
seemed hesitant. Frohike said something, and the smile got even 
bigger as she threw her arms around him. Even Skinner looked
at the situation. They hugged for a long moment, then she gestured 
for them to sit down. "Damn, we don't have the directional mike 
right now."

Byers tugged on his arm. "Let's go, this is obviously a private 
moment. We'll go back to the warehouse, then see if Frohike wants
share his news when he returns. Come on, Langly. Let the lovebirds
be." Byers' mistaken assumption caused a pang in his heart and a 
thought of Susanne. Sometimes the universe wasn't very fair, he 

continued in Part 2