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|A bullet taken one chilly November evening leads to the merging of two paths, to seperate people already walking side by side. Note: Still in progress...|
|The night she found him asleep on her couch, he knew her efforts had failed. He also knew that the time had come for him to give the only thing he had left to offer.
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|Our eyes met for only a moment before he turned. He didn't speak as he crossed the apartment to the door. With a final glance in my direction, he reached for the handle.|
|Mulder watches as Scully drifts to sleep on yet another unending car ride.|
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|Twilight and unspoken memories on a quiet Georgetown sideroad.|