From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org
Date: 23 May 2002 21:34:20 -0000
Subject: What They can\'t have by TruthSeeker915
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Title: What They can't have 
Author: TruthSeeker915-whitewidowweb@hotmail.com 
Keywords: MSR Vignette Scully POV 
Spoilers: post-ep. for "The Truth"
Rating: G
Archive: Go ahead, just let me know where.
Disclaimer: They're not mine...I wish they were though
because a lot of 'Philes would be happier than they are now.
Summary: Ignorance is bliss they say: how I envy those who
live their lives planning for a future they will not have.
Authors notes to follow.

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Roswell New Mexico 3:15 am

Last night, as the cliche goes, it was raining cats and dogs. The sky
opened itself, pouring its soul onto the earth to nourish it in a
balance seemingly fit only for another place; another time, and gave
life to something destined for destruction. As we are laying here the
world moves on oblivious to the future that has been set. A future
that cannot be changed, as though it was shaped by the hands of Fate.
An end fated not to come like a thief in the night, but like Hades
rising from the Earth itself in a terrible blaze of evil.  An end that
I cannot change. That we cannot change.

I can see now that we were children trying to play a man's game. Kept
in a playpen; allowed to see only enough of the world as it really was
to keep our hope of conquering the inevitable alive. Had we seen
everything, known it by its true face, no one can say what might have
been. I for one do not want to know.

The decisions that They made and our decisions that hinged on theirs
have led us to know of the truths. One was a truth that we sought
together for the greater part of our adult lives. One that, no matter
how desperately our conscious wanted to learn of it, a small voice
knew it was better not to know. Ignorance is bliss they say: how I
envy those who live their lives planning for a future they will not
have.

All we have now is this moment. A blink in the eyes of time. Together
here in this dingy motel room we know of a greater truth. One sought
not by flesh but by the soul. A truth no man can create or destroy.
The truth of our souls. Two entities having come together in time: in
the perfect harmony of completion.  Two halves of the same being lost
to each other for so long but now joined in eternity.

"I want to believe that the dead are not lost to us." He said to me
just hours ago. Now I too believe that the dead walk amongst us, their
deft and knowing footsteps heard only by those with the courage to
believe. I have the courage now, given to me in small pieces over time
by this man. The man who has been joined with me in time and space.

Fate...I resisted *us* because the whole notion of predestination went
against everything I was brought up to ever believe. Fate was for the
weak. Those who needed a small bit of comfort to compensate for
miserable lives. I was above that...in control. Or so I thought. Fate
brought me to him: him to me. There was no avoiding it, no matter how
hard I tried to resist. The invisible spider had already spun her web
around our bodies, our minds, and our souls long before we ever met.

And so we are here now: bodies together as it was meant to be. Love is
too weak a word to describe what we have. We are together not by the
bonds of this world, but by something so awesome that only the truly
courageous can partake in it. This is how we shall remain. Our souls:
together in time, defying all notions of the hereafter. The
indulgences of this planet are nothing in the shadow of what lays
beyond, and when the end finally comes we are prepared. The end of
this world as we now know it will not be the end of us. This is the
only thing of ours that They cannot take.



Wow!! You made it this far! This is my first attempt at a real
fan-fic, so I'm not too sure if it turned out al that well. (It was
either this or sleep through another Geometry class) It's a little too
MSR-y for my taste, so I'm kinda amazed that it came from my
mind...and to think that I used to be an avowed NoRomo. Ah, how things
change. Anyhoo, if you love it, hate it, or think that I need to pay
more attention in my Lit. class let me know!!!!!!!!!!!!  Please, I
love feedback!!!!  Thanks for reading!

TS915