From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org
Date: 24 May 2002 02:18:03 -0000
Subject: All That\'s Left by Starrlyte
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Reply To: Starrlyte1013x@aol.com


"All That's Left"

by Starrlyte (aka Tiff Devol)

Category: DRR

Rating: G

Spoilers: None really, unless you want to count the finale.

Summary: Two FBI agents sit pondering the evening
after they last see their comrades.

Author's Note: It just kind of fell outta me.

Disclaimer: All things X always have and always will
belong to Chris Carter and the wonderful 1013 productions.

All That's Left


He smiled at her as she put her legs up on the coffee table 
and gulped down half a bottle of beer in one smooth swallow.
That was what he adored about her. She didn't much care for
being a lady. Her dark eyes grinned up at him from over the bottle
before she set it back down and reached for the pretzels. 

"I'm covered in sweat." She stated as she grabbed a handful. 

He nodded before taking a seat next to her on the couch. 
They sat in silence like that for a long time, watching the
races on television and pretending that the last year had
never happened. 

"Where do you think they went?" She asked softly, regarding
him for a moment with sad eyes.

"I don't know." He answered, putting a protective arm
around her shoulder. 

She stared at him for a long time unable to shake the
feeling in her gut. Unable to shake the loss that she
felt.

"So John, what do we do now?" 

"I don't know, we're all that's left."

End.