She hates the men for Emily, for long-lost Samantha Mulder, for her sister, and-most of all-for igniting this cold, consuming fire inside her. She feels a pang for the self-assured girl who went to Oregon, for her bad suits and worse hair. For all of the things she did not have to believe.
Scully smoothes her hand over the tangled blond bangs
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And that last bit put such a smile on my face, thank you. I always like to have a successful coda to a story.
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