From: Peter Kreienbring Date: Sat, 24 Apr 1999 13:04:27 +0200 Subject: NEW: You...(1/1) by DanaK35 Title: You Author: DanaK; DanaK35@excite.com Archiving: everywhere as long as my name stays on it Rating: G Classification: V Spoilers: none really Keywords: Musings Summary: none Disclaimer: 'The X-Files' and all 'The X-Files' related characters and situations are the intellectual property of Chris Carter, 1013 Productions and the FOX network. The following material is not intended to infringe on the above copyright in any way. Which means, they aren't mine, yak yak yak...you know the drill! YOU You, I see you walking down the hall and every time my heart stops a beat. Flaming hair neatly tucked behind your ears, impeccable navy pant-suit, white v-neck shirt. The small gold cross you never seem to take off, shimmering on your perfect white skin. With confident stride you walk down to the elevators. I watch you reach out and push the button. Your pale, small, yet strong hands with perfectly sculptured nails. The doors slide open and you get in, out of my sight. But my mind is filled with the image of you. You, you sit across from my desk, hands folded in your lap. Your expression is serious, not even a trace of a smile. You are so obviously angry at something and your now almost gray eyes look hurt. Not the blazing cobalt blue color they usually have when you are passionately touched by something. Your full lips are set firmly in an angry line. I can still almost feel them softly touching mine, for the briefest magical moment, in that elevator a lifetime ago. To feel them one more time on mine, to be able to hold you again, if only for the shortest moment, to kiss you back this time and hold you for just a second longer. That's what I want. I have risked my life for you, my career and I would do it again and again, if I could only experience that moment one more time. Your hands on my chest. Your small body against mine. Your lips on mine. Just one more time. But I know that whatever happened between you and your partner this time, that you will forgive him. No matter how often he takes off without you, worries you, yes and even uses you for his quest, you will forgive him. Even though things have obviously going worse between you and him, you will forgive him. You will stand up for him, take the fall for him. Because you love him. Not me, him. He enters my office now and sits down beside you, giving you this small grin of his, before he nods to me "Sir". And even though you raise your eyebrow at him and your lips still remain firmly pressed together, your eyes light up. Because you love him. And that's a fact I will just have to live with. THE END Feedback? Please?.....DanaK35@excite.com -- ----- "You will find me, down by the river, getting high on my mortality"-Sinead Lohan 1999