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Hannibal, I hate admitting it but it's true, though that brings light to a particular worry of mine; Are the shards stubborn because you planted them, or because I'm actually reluctant for them to go? It's as you say, that they are signs of our friendship. With the aftermath of everything, I can't say I wouldn't have. Does this mean we're still friends?
Why not both? It sure isn't what I'd have once thought it'd be, though that was never anything light or pretty anyways. So they think us the same? --W.G.
The rest of the day nothing special happened. Mulder didnโt show up all day and she went to check on him. It was still their secret but there was more between Mulder and Scully going on. She let herself in and placed her keys on the board next to the door. โMulder? You wonโt believe what happened at work today. Kersh sent a spy on me.โ
Scully got up to shake the doctors hand. โI appreciate it. Tell my boss I said nothing, there what driving him crazy the most.โ She looked down at the card. โDonโt get me wrong, but I have my consultant. I have seen Doctor Kosseff since I started working in this office.โ
โYou can tell Director Kersh Iโm not suicidal. I love my life and Iโm not planning to die any time soon.โ If Kersh sent Lecter her way, she wonโt say something more. She knew her boss didnโt like her of Mulder a lot.
โI see doctor Kosseff frequently. Thatโs why I donโt know why I have to talk to you. After intense cases I see her twice per week.โ Scully grew more and more suspicious this Doctor Lecter wasnโt sent by her boss.
Scully crossed her arms in front of her chest. โSince you arenโt an FBI agent and this isnโt the reason why you are here, I canโt and wonโt tell you. And you wonโt believe me either way.โ
Dear Hannibal, I'd expect nothing less, especially from you. The shards you left behind in my brain resist any attempts of removal, just as I'm sure you had hoped for. The dragon may be gone, but scorched earth remains. Good thing that ash lends to fertile soil, huh?
What sort of color would you be? Shades of red, bright and stark or dark and consuming? โโโโโโWell wishes to you, W.G.
Turing her head Scully looked at the poster and smiled just slightly. โIโm a sceptic believer. I have seen too many things not to believe. But Iโm still sceptic when it comes to paranormal activities or phenomena.โ
