Memories? I don't have to show you any stinking memories!

One moment a bright light was going off in Niki's face. The next moment she was...

Hey, wait a minute, thought Niki. How did she get here? She appeared to be tied to a chair in a darkened room located... where? What was she doing here? Come to think of it, who was she?

Oh, right, she thought. Her name was Niki Sanders, wasn't it? And she had to wake up and start making breakfast for Micah. No, wait, Micah wasn't here. Where was here?

And who was that woman standing before her? The black-haired woman in a black suit and dark glasses. Sort of a woman in black, so to speak.

And standing next to the woman in black was a redheaded lady in a black dress. She looked familiar but Niki could not quite place a name with that face. Nor could she identify the woman in black.

Then Niki heard voices.

"Damn it, L," said the redhead. "You could have given me more warning. Had I not turned my head and closed my eyes in time, I would be as mentally out of it as poor Jaclyn here."

"If I gave you more warning, Dana, then those two strangers would have caught on and who knows what would have happened then?" asked the woman whom Dana called L.

"Dexter Morgan is not a stranger," said the redhead whom L called Dana. "He and his sister have helped us many times whenever we have had need to investigate a case in Miami. As for that Hugo Smith, I'll admit that he seemed a bit creepy but if Mulder and I arrested everyone who seemed a bit creepy, our prison system would even be more overcrowded than it already is."

"Do you think she's awake yet?" asked L.

"I don't know," said Dana. "I was kinda surprised to see her collapse like that."

"Well, it was nice of your partner to wait outside and guard the door while we do this, but we can't delay too long," said L. "Sooner or later the club's security people are going to get wise and we'll have to move Ms. Smith here to another location."

"Better wake her up then," said Dana.

L reached out and tapped Nikki on the shoulder. "Wakey-wakey, Miss Smith."

"Where am I?" asked Niki. "Why am I tied up like this? Who are you people?"

"You went berserk when this thing went off in your face," said L, showing Niki something that looked like a metal tire gauge. "You threw some punches and then you collapsed. Don't you remember?"

"Of course she doesn't remember, L," said Dana. "You erased her memory."

"I erased her memory of the conversation we had previous to the fight but not her memory of the fight itself," said L. "Which is just as well since it's almost as if she became another person."

"Er, I don't know anything about whatever it is you're talking about so please let me go," said Niki.

"Perhaps we should go back and talk to Charly," said Dana. "She has had some experience with these kinds of cases."

"I don't know," said L. "In my experience with Charly, Samantha needs to be the reliable one. Charly is more of a loose cannon."

"Well, that 'loose cannon' has saved my life and Mulder's more than a few times over the years," said Dana. "Besides, who's likely to know more about MPD or DID than her?"

"Oh, I don't know," said L. "Maybe a trained psychologist."

"Er, if you really believe I have MPD," said Niki, "then you two had better let me go before my sister wakes up."

"Your sister?" asked L with a raised eyebrow.

"Okay," said Niki. "The other person who shares this body."

"You mean your alter," said Dana. "As in 'alter ego' or 'alternative personali --'"

"I know what an alter is," said Niki. "Even though I rarely call it that. Anyway, you know my secret now. Now please let me go."

"What about that bank robbery?" asked L.

"Let me go now," said Niki. "I'm trying to do a good thing here. So please let me go."

"No," said L. "We'll let you go when we decide, not when you decide. So how many robberies has this 'sister' of yours planned?"

Niki started to say something but then Jessica took over. "Go to sleep, sis," she said. "I'll handle this."

"Okay," said Jessica. "My sister does not know anything. Let me go and I'll tell you where I hid the money I stole. Otherwise, things will not go well with you two."

"Are you threatening an agent of the federal government?" asked L.

"No, I'm threatening a moron who is literally too dumb to live," said Jessica.

And with that, Jessica started to break the ropes that were binding her to the chair.

L hastily pointed the thing that looked like a tire gauge in her direction, only to see Jessica snatch it from her hand and break it in half. Then Jessica reached over, grabbed the gun out of Dana's shoulder holster and threw it across the room.

Then Jessica grabbed L by the middle of her blouse and literally ripped it off of her.

After wrapping it around her lingerie-clad body, Jessica smiled and said, "Now you two have a choice. Strip voluntarily or experience the wonderful world of **** nudity. What's it gonna be?"