I'm Not a Cynic

He seemed completely confused by her question and she paused, her mind flashing back to Scully’s comment, the one about how Clouse was running from them rather than being dragged around. But...it couldn’t be true, right? Her persian gaze searched his face as he paced like a caged animal and she felt herself swallow. “Save you from Scully. He’s dragging you around and shoving you into all kinds of chaos...isn’t he?” Ellery was righteous, she was lawful and just. This whole thing wasn’t a wild goose chase. She knew her brother. She’d been there when all of her siblings had been born, she’d known them literally since birth. She knew them...didn’t she?