Not a Typical Love Letter
A/N - My first MI fic. Please be constructive!
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Chapter one - Symptoms
The first thing Eva said to Stephen when she walked in the door was:
"Nat's got another letter." She put down her bag, hung up her coat and turned to see Dr. Connor's reaction. He sighed and held his head in his hands.
"I want to know who's sending them, Eva," he groaned. "And I want to know exactly what they say."
Eva smiled wryly.
"Stephen," she said, sitting down at her desk and looking up at him. "She didn't want to tell you. She knows how protective you are of her. She just doesn't want you to get upset."
Stephen pushed himself up from where he had been leaning against Frank's desk and began pacing around the office.
"Oh, well . . . I still think I should know! I am her superior! I suppose you know exactly what's been in every one of those letters."
"Yeah, as a matter of fact, I have." Eva grinned sheepishly. "And you are not her superior, Stephen. Just because you're dating her doesn't mean you can completely control her life."
"I'm not trying to control her life!" He watched Eva shift through some papers on her desk. "I'm just worried about her, that's all. Nat's the best thing that's ever happened to me. I don't want anything to happen to her."
Eva stood up and walked over to him. She put a hand on his shoulder, stopping his pacing, and stared into his eyes.
"Hey, we're all worrying about her," she said. "Don't make the mistake in thinking you're the only one that cares, Stephen. Natalie Durant is the best thing that's happened to all of us." She left in search of Miles.
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Roses are red, Violets are blue, You're sweeter than sugar, This is for you - Love, Your Secret Admirer.
Natalie stared at the letter. It was type-written, very flourished, and addressed to Dr. Natalie Durant. Someone knows what I do, she thought desperately. Someone knows what I do!
She drew in a deep breath and felt a tickling in her throat. Funny, she frowned to herself. I didn't have a cold this morning — She collapsed onto her front carpet, coughing, drawing in breath with urgency but none entering her lungs.
What is this? What? What — Darkness claimed her.
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