From: MJ Date: Sun, 21 Jan 2001 01:47:34 -0800 (PST) Subject: xfc: new: Eight Seconds (1/1) by Maidenjedi Source: xfc TITLE: Eight Seconds AUTHORS: Maidenjedi EMAIL: maidenjedi@hotmail.com or texgoddess@yahoo.com WEBSITE: http://www.geocities.com/texgoddess RATING: PG-13 CATEGORY/KEYWORDS: Spoonfic, MSR, V ARCHIVE: Xemplary, Gossamer, Spooky's, etc. All others okay, too, just let me know! SPOILERS: none DISCLAIMER: Anything you see that resembles Mulder or Scully belongs to CC and 1013. Anything else is mine. SUMMARY: Eight seconds on a couch in the wintertime. AUTHOR'S NOTES: Had to take a break from the angsty stuff and write some fluff. this took me eight seconds to conceive and is inspired by a RL eight seconds. PURE FLUFF AHEAD! To Susan F., for her graceful MS vignettes that define this genre. And to my muse, who will know why when he reads this. Thank you. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Curled up on the couch. He sat on one end, sipping from a glass, and she on the other, intent on watching whatever it was on the television screen. She wasn't really paying attention and she knew he wasn't either. The room was freezing and she was tempted to get up and put on another shirt. But she didn't want to move because she had finally created a warm spot. She shivered and shook violently for a split second. She dug herself further into the couch, pulled her feet up and wrapped her arms around herself. He looked over at her. She saw him out of the corner of her eye. "Cold in here," she said, teeth chattering. He moved closer to her, and put his arms around her. "Wow, you really *are* cold." He pulled her down and she buried herself in the embrace. He felt so good, this felt *so* good. As they lay there, she drifted off to sleep. And he held her. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ the end! poor college student will work for feedback! texgoddess@yahoo.com ===== Visit unInvited at http://www.geocities.com/texgoddess "God planned it so everybody likes somebody but no one like the person who likes them" "Why?" "The purpose of our existence is to keep God entertained." -- from 'Skipped Parts' by Tim Sandlin