From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org
Date: Sun, 23 Jul 2000 10:43:20 -0500
Subject: She Reminded Me of You - Part II by redbarrel
Source: direct

Reply To: redbarrel42@yahoo.com


TITLE:  She Reminded Me of You II
AUTHOR:  redbarrel
FEEDBACK:  redbarrel42@yahoo.com
DISTRIBUTION:  Anywhere, just please e-mail me so I can 
    come visit.
DISCLAIMER:  They're not mine.  
RATING:  PG maybe?
KEYWORDS:  MSR, some angst, allusion to Mulder/other
SUMMARY:  This story is a sequel to my story 'She 
    Reminded Me of You.'  You don't have to read it to 
    understand this, but there really isn't much of a plot here
    without it.  I wrote this in response to e-mails asking me to 
    come up with a more positive ending.  So here goes...  


Dear Mulder,

If you get this, it means I'm either dead or missing or 
incapacitated.  The Gunmen are under orders to give this letter 
to you if anything happens to me.  It's my failsafe, so that 
hopefully the Consortium won't touch me.

First off, you have to understand that the Consortium uses 
you... they need you.   You do important investigative work, 
and they're watching you.  You find information, and they're 
listening.  You're too valuable to them.

The CSM kept your sister dangling on a string right in front of 
you so that you would continue your quest, and they could 
continue to benefit from it.  When you found out she was 
dead, your search lessened some, but by then you were in so 
deep, you had no intention of quitting.

I don't know how the Consortium found out about the night 
we spent together.  But they did, and they started to panic.  
They thought a romantic relationship with me would distract 
you.  They were going to kill me, but then someone figured 
out that if I died, you would probably follow me with your 
own hand.  They forced me to leave you.  They threatened 
your life, as well as the lives of my family.  They were so 
wrong.  How could they think that our involvement would 
lead us away from trying to stop them?  It's so much bigger 
than just you and I.

They didn't expect you to fall in love with someone else.  
They thought that without me, you would emerge yourself in 
the work; become even more obsessed.  Instead, you found 
Ryan.  The Consortium was worried at first, fearing the same 
situation they had thought when they learned of you and I.  
When Ryan convinced you to quit the Bureau, they were 
furious.  They tried to get to her, using her Naval Intelligence 
connection, but she refused.  They tried to intimidate her; that 
gang stabbing was no accident.  But still she refused.  You 
asked her to marry you, and she said yes.

I had no idea what they were planning, please believe me.  
They knew they had to get rid of her, but didn't want another 
situation ending with your death.  So they came up with an 
idea to keep you looking for your aliens instead of giving up.  
They abducted her, just as they did with me.  But they didn't 
perform tests on her like me.  Instead they just kept her for a 
couple of months, and then returned her to you dead.  They 
figured you'd be driven to seek revenge on the 'aliens' who 
killed her.  And then to make absolutely sure, they sent me 
back to you under explicit orders to keep you on track.

I agreed for many reasons.  First, I could still help you fight.  
Second, I figured you could use the emotional support.  Third, 
we could be together.  I don't think you know how much pain I 
was in without you.  Every letter I got from you tore out 
pieces of my heart, especially as you described your 
blossoming relationship with Ryan.  

I didn't expect... no, I couldn't even hope to become 
romantically involved with you so soon after your fiance's 
death.  But some forces are too strong to ignore.  We resumed 
our relationship exactly where we had left off almost 
immediately after my return.  I understood that you hadn't 
forgotten about Ryan.  I knew you had loved her.  But we are 
soul mates, and you had never once stopped loving me.

The Bureau took us back, no questions asked.  I'm sure the 
Consortium had a hand in that.  I know they had everything to 
do with our getting the X-Files back.  I don't think you even 
noticed how easy it was, even though the FBI had happily 
closed them down when I left last year.  You were too ready to 
get started redeeming Ryan's death.

So that's where we are now.  It's hard for me sometimes, 
knowing that the quest we are now chasing is about your 
former lover.  Someone you were going to marry, and who 
was taken away from you.  It's not fair.  But neither is my 
being barren, or my sister's murder.  Or your sister's abduction 
and death.  Or your father's abuse.  It seems like nothing has 
been fair for us.  But maybe we can change that starting now.  
We're not in the most ideal situation, but we're still together.  
If you're reading this, if something has happened to me, I hope 
I have left a little part of me with you.  I love you so much, 
and I hope you can continue without me.

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