From: "Jennie FitzGerald" <Jen@StormsEdge.com>
Date: Wed, 27 Aug 2003 22:22:28 -0500
Subject: Just One Word by Jen FitzGerald
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Title: Just One Word
Author: Jen FitzGerald
Feedback: Jen@JAGArchive.com if you're so inclined
Rating: R for one bad word and a not so subtle reference to sex.
Date: August 2003
Category: Vignette; 155-Word Flash-Fic
Spoilers: None
Summary: One word can mean so much; Inspired by the Trisha Yearwood/Don
Henley duet 'Inside Out.'
 
~*~*~
 
I lay awake in the dark staring toward the ceiling I cannot see. A line
from a country western song plays over and over in my mind.
 
'The most you said with just one word.'
 
I contemplated that over and over on the way home, and it still plagues
me.
 
One word.  What was the most I'd ever said in just one word? That begs
the question: what one word?
 
Mulder.
 
Over the course of the last several years, that one word, depending on
the situation and the tone and inflection I used, has said so many
different things.
 
Disbelief: 'I can't believe you're dragging me to Butt Fuck, Egypt on a
wild goose chase. *Again.*'
 
Impatience: 'Oh, come on, you can't really expect me to believe that.'
 
Worry: 'Where the heck are you. You've been gone way too long.'
 
Fear: 'Oh, God, please let him be all right.'
 
And once, just once...
 
'Oh-my-god-I-can't-believe-that-this-is-really-happening-that-I'm-in-his-=
bed-and-he's-making-me-feel-like-oh-my-god.'
 
Ecstasy.