From: Ms. AM <ALMowry@pathway.net>
Date: Tue, 23 Jan 2001 03:38:47 -0500
Subject: New: Nothing Happens For A Reason (1/1)

Title: Nothing Happens For A Reason (1/1)
Author: Ms. AM
Email: ALMowry@pathway.net
Spoilers: All Things, The Gift
Rating: G
Archiving: That fine with me, Goss., Ephem. etc.
Keywords: V
Disclaimer: I don't own a darn thing. Well except for Season 1 and 2 DVD's,
and the movie. *G*
Summary: What if Mulder really didn't go to England during All Things?

Warning: I don't really think I give anything of importance away in
reference to the episode 'The Gift' but just in case you want to remain
totally spoiler free, you are forewarned. This is just kind of wierd, I was
in a weird mood.


Nothing Happens For A Reason (1/1)


I am old.

Not as old as time, of course, but I am centuries old.

Some would call me ancient.

I have taken many forms, been called many things. I don't think I have ever
died, but if I have I am always reborn.

I simply exist.

I feel there are others like me. I have never seen them, never touched
them...yet I sense they are here, somewhere.

Monster.

Demon.

I've been taunted, called hideous. Yet the weak, the naive, the greedy, and
the reckless...they still come to me.

Sometimes I hide my form, it's part of my power. I can change things, make
wishes come true and turn nightmares into reality.

I bring death and despair to all who seek me out.

Another soul is coming now.

He is reckless, yet...there is something.

Closer he comes, his thoughts are my own.

'Scully...'

One word, a name, brings into focus a woman with hair like burning copper
and piercing blue eyes.

This man, he wanted her to fly with him to England.

She refused.

And now he has decided to seek me out.

Come to me, ask what you will...but beware there is a toll.

* * * * *

I have waited for a pure heart.

He is here.

But I can not help him.

My powers are weak, something vile and evil holds his future, his very fate,
in its clutches.

He walks away believing he has vanquished me and that his wish, his need,
the reason he came to me...has been lost.

He is wrong.

I have given him a great gift.

Life has many twists and turns, I have helped to define her path. She knows,
she understands better, she is trying...trying to believe.

He has been with me, and through me...he has been with her. Not in his form,
but in another and when the time is right.

The two will converge and she will see, what she needs to.

Nothing happens for a reason.

I have given him a chance, an opportunity for them both. If they choose to
accept it, to see the moment and embrace it when it comes.

I hope he does, that they do.

I sense they do not have much time, that he does not.

His toll is overdue I fear its collector and the manner in which it will be
collected.

Strange, but I have never known fear and now I do...

The end...


Notes: This is weird, but I just kept thinking to myself. After hearing
about M keeping a case from S, that maybe he really didn't go to England.
When she didn't want to go he ended up chasing down this case in the
Gift...probably not, but what the heck! *g*