All Characters copyright of TenThirteen Productions and Chris Carter. No infringement intended on any part...I like being poor, really...The character of Jackie St. George belongs to me though...

This is my answer to that oft-asked question of ÒWhere do you get your stories from?Ó. I have two choices: either I tell them that I channel from an alternative universe, or that three people just moved into my apartment suddenly...

The Scene: A small apartment, with a tired writer sitting in front of a Mac typing madly between stories for a newsgroup and correspondence to a certain man who started out as a fan of her stories and now has progressed to a type of Cyberdating...

Characters: You know who they are...

Full House Part Twoby Sheryl Martin

ÒHello...Ó

ÒGo away, Jackie. IÕm picking up my email messages and then getting some lunch and then taking a nap. IÕm on night shift this week.Ó

ÒNo prob -- weÕre going outside to play football... oh, they really hated that story, eh?Ó

ÒGo away. Football? DonÕt you need more than three of you?Ó

ÒWell, Mulder was on the phone with Frohike until Dana pulled the jack out of the wall.Ó

ÒWhy...Ó

ÒI think it was when they mentioned tackling...Ó

ÒGood night.Ó *SLAM!*

... wait a minute, itÕs pouring rain outside...

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*SLAM!* ÒWeÕre back...Ó

ÒMulder, stop dripping on my floor...Ó

ÒYou missed a good game, you know.Ó

ÒIÕm heartbroken. What was the score?Ó

ÒDepends on your point of view...Ó

ÒJust donÕt shake... Aarrrggghh...Ó *writer wipes mud and water off face, screen, and desk*

ÒOh. Sorry.Ó

ÒThe truth is out there, right?Ó

ÒYes...Ó

ÒGo. Fetch. And donÕt ruin all my towels.Ó

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*THWACK!* ÒGet back to that story!Ó

ÒHey, itÕs only a little message to Marty...Ó

ÒUh-huh. And thatÕs only a little smile on your face.Ó

*CRASH!* ÒWhat was that?Ó

ÒMulderÕs trying to wipe the muddy hand prints off the wall...Ó

ÒAh... how...Ó

ÒHe went to smear some on Scully...Ó

ÒShe threw him that far?Ó

ÒYou havenÕt seen the floor yet, I guess...Ó

...donÕt think about it...

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ÒHello...Ó

ÒI am going back to bed. I have nothing to say to you right now.Ó

ÒJust wanted to grab some reading material for this evening... nothing but reruns of Melrose Place on.Ó

ÒOkay.Ó

ÒAh, letÕs see... Exit To Eden, The Jungle Book, The Collected Works of Shakespeare... That should do it. Thanks.Ó

... no, donÕt ask.. please, donÕt ask her whoÕs reading what... I have a headache now...

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*SWING!*

*writer ducks successfully, smacking forehead instead on computer desk*

ÒOw...Ó

ÒYou want pizza for dinner? DanaÕs buying...Ó

ÒSince when can she afford it?Ó

ÒItÕs MulderÕs money...Ó

ÒSounds good to me...Ó

ÒYep. Super Deluxe. The works. Then weÕre watching a rerun of F. Emasculata...Ó

Ò... you did that deliberately, didnÕt you...Ó

ÒWhat, us? You are so paranoid.. not without reason, mind you...Ó

ÒWatch it or IÕll put the three of you in a Barney story.Ó

ÒHmm... I see you, you chase me... ItÕs all one big conspiracy...Ó *exits room singing*

... Lord, take me now, please...

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