From aclaybor@busprod.com Sun Mar 23 01:06:15 1997 Subject: Wind From: aclaybor@busprod.com (Amy C.) -------- Well, I am in an angsty-mood tonight folks, so here you are. I gotta get a life ;) This little vignette came to me last night while listening to the wind blow (wouldn't have guessed it, would you?) Summary; Scully goes for a walk before the storm hits and thinks. A Scully angst-fest. Spoilers: Leonard Betts, Momento Mori Rating:PG Scully Angst Vignette disclaimer: You know they aren't mine, now don't you??? Need I say more?? If I do, too bad, cause I am not in the friggin' mood to! Wind by Amy C. Scully stood in her apartment, looking out the window. The wind had picked up in anticipation of the storm that was coming. She guessed that she had at least two hours before the storm hit. She needed to go for a walk; needed to clear her head of all the horrible thougths haunting her. She grabbed her jacket and went out into the night. She walked into the wind, wanting to feel the wind blow around her. In her face. Through her hair. Caressing her. In her heart of hearts she hoped that the wind would carry it all away. Her father's death. Melissa. The cancer. The cancer. She stopped and closed her eyes so that she could feel the wind more fully, blowing over her, its caress not unlike a lover's. If only it *could* take it away. She continued walking to get rid of the thoughts once again. She tried to imagine what it would be like, running naked outside with the wind blowing around her, touching the most intimate places. It was an erotic picture she couldn't get out of her mind. *This* is what she liked about being out here; the thoughts, the images that came to her. Her mind could be totally free and explore possibilities that her logical mind would not allow at other times. She twirled around as the wind whipped around her, like a little girl who has her whole life ahead of her. She stopped then. Realizing that her life could very probably be *behind* her. The X-Files. Mulder. Mulder. A sob began to break free at the thought of leaving Mulder, but she supressed it. Again, she wished fervently that the wind would take it all away. She stood there with her arms out-stretched and her head back, letting the air twist and turn around her form. She could almost feel the wind carrying it away. She could almost believe it *could* take it away. Lost in her prayers to wind, she suddenly felt a wetness trail down from her nose. Reaching up instinctively to investigate, her hand came away from her face red with blood. She stood there a moment, staring at the tell-tale liquid. As reality came crashing down on her again, she dropped to the pavement and wept as the raindrops began to fall. El fin. Yea, I know. I need to cheer up. I bet some comments would do it ::wink:: aclaybor@hotmail.com aclaybor@busprod.com cfoxrun@geocities.com %#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#% X-Phile XPRA Fanfic Fictalk Issues SPCDD ************Lovers of Mulder in Glasses Society*************** http://www.geocities.com/televisioncity/1577/LOMIG.html Our Motto: "Just Say No To Contacts!" XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxX Gossamer Project Specialty/Non-fiction Archive http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Corrodor/2440 nonficarchive@geocities.com #%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%# From aclaybor@busprod.com Sun Apr 06 14:54:16 1997 Subject: New: Wind II by Amy C. From: aclaybor@busprod.com (Amy C.) -------- This is a sequel to 'Wind', but can stand alone. It is told from Mulder's perspective, and contains US4 spoiiers, so beware. Rating: PG Category: Vignette, Angst (MulderAngst) Can be shipper or friendshipper, however you choose to interpret it. Spoilers: US4 Disclaimer: The characters of Mulder and Scully aren't mine, but I think we all know that. Shheees! This part gets old!! They belong to his evilness himself, CC, who delights in killing off side characters leaving us no one to abuse and pick on :) I would really like feed back on this for the next part, it is partially done, and how I finish it will depend on what y'all think!! Wind II by Amy C. aclaybor@busprod.com Mulder walked in the night. He was restless, more so than usual. He knew the reason. He could feel it coming, hear it. The storm approached, the wind carrying it on its back. It laughed at him, mocked him, as if to say " I am coming, you pitiful human, and there is nothing you can do to stop me!" The wind was a prognosticator, telling of sorrow and torment to come. It spoke the future; it spoke the truth. Not just about the approaching storm, but about his life...their lives. Mulder was terrified. Sometimes the fear was so intense he was nearly paralyzed by it. He laughed at the cause of his paralysis. Such a pathetic trigger, a trickle of red was. Just a trickle. A few drops. That's all it took for him to shake on the inside. Scream in terror. Cry. He never let her see. He had to be strong for her. Be her friend, her best friend. Her partner. In everything. It was so goddamn hard. All he wanted to do was lock her up in a tower and protect her. Find Jeremiah Smith. Make her well. Oh, God, what he would give for that. He would even consider giving up the truth if it would give him Scully's life. Their lives were too entwined to refer to them as separate entities. He wasn't sure when it had happened, but it had. It didn't matter. Scully was so strong, but her tears for Penny were not enough. They were not for *herself*. Those tears were yet to come, and they would come. She was strong, but human. She would have a breaking point, and he would be there for her when it happened. He had to. For her and himself. He owed her so much, his love, friendship, and support would not even begin to pay his debt. He would find a way to save her, no matter what it took, what sacrifice he had to make. She was worth it. "YOU CAN'T HAVE HER!" he screamed into the wind with all of his might. "YOU WILL HAVE TO TAKE ME FIRST IF YOU WANT HER!" He stood there, spent as the wind whipped past him, carrying his words away. He felt wetness on his face and realized that the culprit was not the rain that has begun to fall, but his own tears. The end There is another part in the works. Let me know what you think! aclaybor@busprod.com cfoxrun@geocities.com %#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%# X-Phile XPRA Fanfic Fictalk Issues SPCDD dddB ************Lovers of Mulder in Glasses Society********** http://www.geocities.com/TelevisionCity/1577/LOMIG.html Our Motto: "Just Say No To Contacts!" XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXx Gossamer Project Specialty/Non-fiction Archive http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Corridor/2440 nonficarchive@geocities.com #%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%# From aclaybor@busprod.com Mon Apr 07 21:59:19 1997 Subject: Wind III by Amy C. From: aclaybor@busprod.com (Amy C.) -------- Here is the last part of the 'Wind' series ( there are three shorts in all) Thanks to all who sent me feedback, you know who you are because I sent you all e-mail :) You really need to read the other two before you read this one. US 4 SPOILER ALERT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!! You have been warned.... Category: Mulder Scully angst, Vignette The Mulder/Scully relationship has been left up to your interpretation. It could go either way. rating: PG Summary: Mulder and Scully both find some answers before the storm. US 4 Spoilers Disclaimer: FWM and DKS are not mine, never have been. I just like to use them selfishly to vent all of my frustrations to the world. Oh, and while you are listening, folks at 1013, Mr-squealer-to-CC-about-the-kiss-Shiban, you are dangerously close to having a "We hate the Shiban" page, so watch it!! Wind III by Amy C. Mulder realized where he was. Where the wind had brought him. He heard sobbing intermingled in the howling of the wind. Or was it the wind itself that cried out for the injustice in their lives? It sounded like a woman. Someone else in distress. He followed the sound. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Scully heard his voice. Was it the wind's cruel joke? The wind was a comforting, yet cruel lover. Taking pleasure out of her pain. Playing tricks on her, with HIS voice. She lay on the cement and sobbed as the wind and rain caressed her. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mulder came upon the dark form laying on the sidewalk, at first thinking the storm was extracting the image out his mind to mock him some more. To fool him. A flash of lightening in the distance Illuminated the vision for him, revealing the red - head hunched over, her body racked in sobs. He knelt down in front of her, laying his hand on her head. She looked up to see him in front of her. It was really him. He was crying. He was crying for her. For them. She knew. "What are you doing here?" She asked, her voice trembling. Mulder's voice cracked as he whispered his answer. "The wind brought me." He pulled her into his arms and they wept together as the rain came down on them. And they knew that it would be okay. The wind had given them the answers they sought, their salvation. Each other. The end "The truth will save you, Scully. I think it will save both of us." -Mulder in Momento Mori How was that for an ending? Let me know!! Pleaseplease pleasepleaseplease!!!! aclaybor@busprod.com cfoxrun@geocities.com %#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%# X-Phile XPRA Fanfic Fictalk Issues SPCDD dddB ************Lovers of Mulder in Glasses Society********** http://www.geocities.com/TelevisionCity/1577/LOMIG.html Our Motto: "Just Say No To Contacts!" XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXx Gossamer Project Specialty/Non-fiction Archive http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Corridor/2440 nonficarchive@geocities.com #%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#