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The Last Page
Dana sat with her son on her lap. She stroked his hair every so often as he sipped his milk.
"What did he look like?" Fox asked slowly.
"He had dark hair and blue-green eyes," William said.
"Was he tall like me? Or short like mommy?"
"He was the same height as you, daddy."
"Do you remember what he was wearing?"
"He wore a suit like your old one, daddy. With the badge and everything!"
"And did he tell you anything? His name? Where he was from?"
"No... but... He pointed to the window. I think I saw him before..."
Dana held her son closer, like she was protecting him from some invisible force.
"Where have you seen him?"
"In the photo album... the old one with you and mommy in the silly suits." He got off his mother's lap and walked over to the bookcase. He pulled out an old black binder covered in dust. "This one."
Together, Fox, Dana, and their son flipped through the old photo album. Painful memories filled their minds, but they kept going through it page by page, trying to find the mysterious man.
Finally, on the last page of the book, there was a picture of Alex Krycek and Fox.
Will pointed at Krycek. "Him."