Interpol Detective Chun Li sat at her office desk doing some paper work. At least she tried to do some paper work. Instead, she mostly found herself looking out the window of her office, her mind racing in what seemed like different directions. The sun was beginning to set for the day. It was around this time when she would normally leave her office to go back to her apartment. However, she refused to do so, not until the paper work was done, even if she found herself daydreaming for hours.

She continued to look out the window as she leaned back into her leather chair. She slightly brushed a strand of dark brown hair, which was one of the few strands not tied in her ox-horn style, tied together by a pair of yellow ribbons. Her chestnut-colored eyes continued to stare out towards the city outside without much focus, unaware of the busy rush hour a few stories below the tall building she worked in.

Chun Li stayed like this until she heard a knock on her door. A bit surprised by the sudden noise, she quickly straightened herself out and crossed her legs under the desk. "Come in!" she called out. The door immediately opened and the Chief of Interpol immediately walked in, his pudgy form entering the office.

"Chun Li," the Chief began. "I saw your office light on. Why haven't you taken the rest of the night off yet?"

Chun Li softly sighed to herself as she looked down at the papers in front of her. "I didn't get this work done yet, Chief."

"Don't you worry about it, you can finish them in the morning if you like."

The young woman forced herself to smile at him. "That's all right Chief. It's my responsibility to finish these tonight and that's what I intend to do. I won't leave this office until I do."

The Chief couldn't help but smile either. "You work too hard, you know that? At least take the work home with you."

Chun Li waved a hand. "It's fine Chief, I'd like to finish them here, it'll be easier for me. I'll leave immediately when I'm done. Besides, if something comes up, I'll be here."

The Chief nodded then, giving up on trying to get her workaholic employee to go home. "Well if you insist. I better not find you here at midnight or else I'll give you the day off tomorrow."

Chun Li laughed. "Don't worry Chief, I'll be out of here before you know it."

With that, the Chief left her office to continue his own work. The moment the door closed, the smile on Chun Li's face immediately vanished and with a big sigh, she leaned back in her seat. She has been working with the police for too long indeed. During the last few weeks, everyone had been telling her that she was working too hard and whenever she stayed overtime, they kept telling her to go home.

However, it was a way for Chun Li to conceal her emotions, a way for her to keep herself busy so that she didn't have to think about it. It was something she hadn't done since the day her father died and the weeks that followed after his sudden death.

A thought came to her as she looked out the window once again. Charlie…please be okay…

She thought about the Air Force pilot Charlie Nash, her love. Chun Li was never one to open up easily, not until she met Charlie who, along with his friend Guile, came to Interpol to help with Chun Li's mission to take down the criminal organization Shadaloo - the organization that murdered her father.

For weeks, the three of them had made their plans and even had taken trips to various places around the world to crack down on their operations. Though they were successful at times, they were never able to get to the leader of Shadaloo, Bison.

During that time, Chun Li and Charlie developed feelings for each other. They both usually wouldn't let such feelings get in the way of their duty, but they couldn't hold back how they felt any longer. For a year after, when the time called for it, they would go on dates to movies, restaurants, and any other fun place they could think of.

Three weeks ago, Charlie and Guile went on a secret mission in South America. All Chun Li was told was that was evidence of heavy Shadaloo operations and it was possible that Bison himself was there. She would learn the rest upon their return. Because it was strictly a military operation, Chun Li wasn't able to go with them and has since been stuck here in Beijing, China.

Chun Li sighed to herself as she thought about those times with Charlie. Her heart slowly began to ache as she thought about him, his light blue eyes, always giving away how he felt even with his stoic face, still heavy in her thoughts. She missed feeling his blond hair on her fingers, which was styled with a lock hanging in front of his face. She found that style a bit amusing but cute.

She reached for the top draw of her desk and pulled it back. She then took out an envelope that was addressed to her, with no return address, which she received just yesterday. It was from Charlie. For the last twenty-four hours, it had been her only comfort. According to the date, it was written to her two days after Charlie and Guile arrived in Brazil. She wondered if Charlie was writing any more letters to her at this moment.

She took the note out, both sides of the page filled in his neat, cursive handwriting, and began to read the letter to herself, his voice echoing in her mind as she read each word slowly…

Dear Chun Li,

We're here now and it's night time. Despite it being summer here, the air still feels a bit cold. Maybe because tomorrow is the day I've dread. Tomorrow, we are to ambush the base that the government discovered last week. Hopefully, they don't figure out that I sent this letter to you.

I'm never usually dreading our missions, but this time I am. This feels different somehow, different from all the other missions I've ever been on. Perhaps it's because we know the danger that lies ahead of us. As you know, Shadaloo is known to make surprise attacks on unsuspecting militants in the past. We're prepared for it, but I'm not so sure if we're prepared enough.

As wait for things to begin, my life seems to flash before me. It's not usually a good thing when you suddenly think about your whole life because it would usually mean that death wasn't too far. However, I just can't stop thinking about it. The dreadful feeling has definitely grasped on to me.

I think back on my childhood. My mother raised me by herself, but she was a great mother. My only true regret in life was that I never told her that I loved her before her sudden passing. She deserved better than that.

I was inspired to join the Air Force because that's what my dad did. He was well respected amongst his ranks and I wanted to see how that felt, perhaps maybe get some sort of insight on his life, the life cut short before I came to this world.

I'm happy to know that I had nearly followed the same footsteps as he did. The General was always proud of me. He knew my Dad back in the day and it felt good whenever he told me that I reminded him of my father. It was what I wanted…I was getting some insight on his life as I wished for.

I was with the Air Force for ten years before I was given my most challenging mission at the time. It was widely believed that one of our own was a POW and since it was all supposed to be top secret, I was the only rescue party. If I was captured, no one could save me. I accepted this and went to Thailand. Thankfully, the mission was a success and that's when I met Guile. He was thankful and wanted to learn my fighting style, which I did teach him. However, because he was hotheaded, he never reached the level that I have. Don't tell him I said that though.

However, I think the best thing about this life was meeting you. I guess we have both been keeping ourselves overly occupied that we nearly forgot what life really has to offer. I never knew that love could be as wonderful as this. My other relationships had been the same with the same old sweet girl who would later end it because of some reason or another... sometimes, there was no excuse at all. Perhaps they were tired of me being away all the time.

I'm not lying when I say that with you and I, it's different. I'm not just thinking about my job or my missions anymore. You matter a lot in my life now and I'm grateful for what we have. I never loved anyone as much as I love you.

To think that I'm some sort of a man of steel to these guys sitting around me as they wait for tomorrow to come. This is a side of me I don't express much and you're the first to see it. I guess it's easier for me to be like this on paper rather than in person. I know you would've wanted to be around the real me anyway.

I don't know what tomorrow is going to bring, Chun Li. This crackdown is going to be big and anything can happen. I may live, I may die, I don't know. Normally when I'm fighting, I think the same thing… but somehow, I don't know why… this just feels different.

If something does happen to me, Chun Li, please know that, whether I live or die, whether I'm in Heaven or Hell, whether I'm physically there or captured in some unknown place… I'll always be with you.

Please take care of yourself and don't worry about me.

Love, Charlie.

Chun Li sighed to herself after reading the letter. It always made her cringe to read those last few paragraphs. It was like he knew he was going to die and it was something Chun Li told him never to think about. You should live your life as though it's your final day on Earth, he had said to her during his last day in China.

She found herself reading the letter over and over countless times until the sun completely set for the night. The young woman looked down at the paper again. Maybe the Chief was right… I should do these at home…

With that, she picked up her papers, including Charlie's letter, placed them in her briefcase, and left her office for the night.


One Week Later…

On one of her days off, Chun Li was doing some exercises in her room when she heard a knock on her door. Wonder who could that be? she asked herself as she shut off the techno music she was exercising to. She then picked up a towel, wiped her face with it, and then made her way to the door.

On her way, however, she stopped by a counter in her kitchen. The letter from Charlie, still stuffed in it's envelope, laid there. She took her hand to brush the envelope a bit. As she did, a dreadful feeling came over her. She didn't know why the sudden feeling came over her, but she attempted to shake the feeling off her shoulders. The knock was heard again, getting her back to reality and she immediately left the kitchen.

She soon reached the door and opened it. Standing there in full uniform was her friend Guile. This was definitely a surprise to her, she didn't expect him to come at all. For a brief moment, a smile crept across her face and she was about to call out his name in excitement.

However, upon seeing the grim, dark look on his face, the smile quickly faded and it suddenly hit her. Guile had been on the same mission as Charlie in Brazil. And the look on his face didn't have to tell her twice about Charlie's fate.

The tears immediately took over her eyes and though Chun Li tried to hold them back, they still managed to escape and drip down her round face. Upon seeing the tears, Guile found himself choked up a bit as he said, "I'm sorry Chun Li." He wrapped his arms around his friend as his held back his own tears. Chun Li immediately buried her face in his broad chest and let all of her emotions out, not just from Charlie's death, but also from all the other emotions she had managed to hold back for so long.

Chun Li wasn't sure how long they were like this. All she remembered was during that time, there were a few little words from Charlie's last letter that managed to bring her some comfort…

I'll always be with you…