A/N: My thoughts on how the letters would have read (more like how I wanted them to have read!). AU because this is not what happened, or I at least highly doubt it, otherwise something would have been said in the show by now.
Introduction
Jane had fled. She couldn't contact him, couldn't find him. She had no confirmation. Had he truly killed his nemesis after a decade long battle with the devil? She hated to admit to herself that there was always a slight contraction of her heart when she thought of the good, yet bad thing he had done. She was proud of him. For killing a man. What had he turned her into?
For weeks she had restless nights, wondering if when she woke up the next day Jane would be lying in a prison cell somewhere. She wanted him to stay hidden, but she also wanted him back. She wanted to discuss issues, voice new ones. She wasn't able to focus completely on an investigation, another personal case running through her head all the time. Where was he hiding? After almost two weeks of not hearing from him, she worried that his body was now floating idly along America's coastline. She kept up to date with the new cases that States' PD departments were cataloguing as suicide, it scarred a little more inside her each time. Almost another week had gone by before she slipped the first of many ageing envelopes out of the post box flap on her front door. She never knew if the next one would be her last...
