From: "N. Strtgen" Date: Sat, 05 Dec 1998 18:18:28 +0100 Subject: NEW: The Truth Is Hidden Deep In Ourselves (1/1) Spoiler: None Disclaimer: Nope, don't own them, CC does. Feedback: Hell, yes... Archieves: Please Author: Nicole Sttgen Author's note: Well, I was a little depressed, so I wrote it. "The Truth Is Hidden Deep In Ourselves" by Nicole Strtgen Coldness. Loneliness. Darkness. Slow steps crunched gentle in the fresh snow. The sky was enlightened by now and hundreds of stars were shining as she looked up; but no moon was visible in this clear night. Slowly she went this way -- her way -- which she hadn't been ready to go for such a long time -- just hadn't been able to go. Sighing she took a little by-way where her destination was. After a few -- too few -- more steps she turned to her side and contemplated the reletively new grave in front of her. Nearly complete covered with snow it laid there. She knew it was the right one, though nearly nothing was visible. She could feel it. She walked around to free the gravestone from the snow. "The truth is hidden deep in ourselves." It was barely visible, but she read the insciption aloud, lot afraid that anyone would hear her. Just in case, she wouldn't care about it. In her thoughts she was with herself -- and with him. "Oh my God." She barely culd say it. "I miss you so." It's not more than a whisper. In her thoughts she went through this fateful night once again. Darkness. That road. That car. The two of them together. The spotlight of the other car. The crash. She closed her eyes. "Why?" She shook her head. Slowly. Uncomprehending. At that time she woke up in a hospital. Seriously wounded, but alive. Her first thoughts were meant for her partner. Where was he? How was he? She was weak, but she had to know. Finally the doctors said her, that he hadn't made it. At this moment a world broke down for her. "I couldn't even say good-bye to you." Tears ran down her cheeks. She hadn't been able to go to his burial. She had been too weak. "Then there is so much to say." Later she hadn't been strong enough to come here. She just hadn't been able to. But now she was standing here trying to figure out her feelings. She went down to her knees in front of the grave. "I'm sorry that I have never said one special thing to you. But now it's too late." She sobed. "I'm not sure if you maybe knew it nevertheless." She lit a new light for im and rose. "Maybe it's too late now, but I have to say it. It's a fact. I loved you. I love you still and I will ever love you." She turned around and and walked slowly back into the darkness. Coldness. Loneliness. A small candle gleamed in the darkness, shining gentle at the dark gravestone in the hite snow: Fox William Mulder 10/13/1961 - 10/24/1999 "The truth is hidden deep in ourselves." The end. ------------------------------- Do you like it? Please tell me. Oh, and please don't blame me for grammatical mistakes or something like that. I#m a German and my Englich is not the very best.