Mulder and Scully sitting on the porch of their unremarkable house, sharing the same blanket and cuddling together while holding their cups of coffee.
Scully: when I look up at night, I think of William and talk to him in the hope that he can see the same stars as us.
Mulder: I’m sure be hears you. I want to believe.
Scully and Mulder looking up in synch to the beautiful night sky in silence.