**A/N: This is the coda to Part I of what I'm now calling the "Moonlight Trilogy." Part II is in the capable hands of a fellow writer/beta reader as I write this and as soon as I get notes and feedback, I'll edit and start posting it! I hope you've enjoyed the tale thus far and continue to follow along!**

COOPER: (Soft, hushed voice) Diane, it's three-thirty in the morning, Monday…March thirteenth. (Pause) This is another one of those tapes that you'll never hear, and that's probably a good thing, since I seem to be operating at half steam and most of this will likely be more akin to rambling nonsense than anything else. (Yawn) I've been up half the night. Scheming and dreaming, as it were. Under a spell, Diane, and not just from this place. (Pause) I should have known that Audrey Horne was capable of such magic. I honestly can't explain how incapable I am of anticipating her moves, her words…(Clears throat) I'm sure by now you've received my transfer orders; you know in a week's time I'll be back at my desk and this will be a closed chapter. (Pause) How odd, Diane, to consider myself as a character in other people's stories. How many individuals have I met in the last two and a half weeks alone for whom my presence fleshes out a bit part somewhere in the periphery of the main action of their lives? It's a curious thought. (Pause) I wonder what part I will eventually play in Audrey's story. (Sigh) She has given me much to think about. (Pause) It's been four years since Caroline died, and for the first time since then I feel drawn to something from which I can't seem to get away. When I'm with Audrey, nothing else seems to matter. Not the Bureau. Certainly not my career within it. (Reverently) There were times tonight when I was holding her in my arms and I honestly felt as though I could walk away from it all, buy a house up here, get married, become a father. And I haven't felt that since Caroline. (Pause) It is something that both delights and petrifies me. Of course I'm happy to feel it again, to know that I'm capable of it, that intensity and passion that puts candy floss where your brain ought to be. But the costs are high. Too high. I don't know what I would do if…(Long pause; rustling in background) Diane, I'm afraid I've awoken Audrey so I'll sign off now. (Pause; lightly) I think we're going fishing today. It seems to be the most reasonable thing to do when you've stretched out the space between sunset and sunrise making love with someone remarkable, and you know you're going to be too tired come morning to be of much use for anything else…