Shattered Dreams, by The One With Red Hair

*Spoiler Alert!* Dreamland 1 and 2, tiny ickle ones.
Disclaimer:  Yes, I know, zzzzz, but it has to be done if I want to save
my skin, my money, my website and my stories!  I don't own Mulder,
Scully or anything related to The X-Files (I wish I did), they are the
precious property of Chris I Am God Carter, 1013, Twentieth Century
Fox and probably a bunch of other people.  I'm making no money from
this, it's here just to enlighten people of the goings-on in my strange
little brain.  Don't sue me, I'm too busy with exams!  And anyway, all
you'd get is a few coppers and a suicide note.  I left everything to David.
Rating:PG
Classification:Vignette, angst
Summary:Scully thinking about what will happen after their goodbye
scene in Dreamland 2.
Noromos and Naxis - get out or regret it forever.  Don't bother to
flame me - you shouldn't *be* here!

~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~
Shattered Dreams

I stare out of the window into nothingness, leaving my whole life behind me,
going back to an empty world that was once all I needed.
I know for certain that I won't live beyond tonight - how can I, when half of my
heart has been torn from my chest before I could tell it how it beats for me?
You and I will die together, a tragedy to bring our souls to matching cadence
in a place where earthly bodies are of no consequence.  A heaven where we
can hold hands and run free forever with no fears and no dangers, an eternal
love protecting us as one being: whole, complete and inseperable.
No matter how hard I fight it off, the memory of the last chance I ever had returns
unbidden to my mind.  How easy it would have been to let the feelings flow
with tears, and show you what could have been if only we hadn't both been so
stubborn for so long.  How easy to make our last moments together more
painful and heartbreaking than imaginable...
This empty shell beside me is tearing me up.  If only I had told you before,
I might have been able to hold the body in my arms and the soul in my heart.
As your invador moves slightly I watch the hair - *your* hair - ruffle in the
wind, and the tears I've tried to deny exist overflow, spill down my cheeks in
a way I know you would have admired, and know your fingers would have
ached to brush away.  The image of you soothing the pain forces more salt
droplets from deep inside to trickle from my eyes, and I just let them fall.
The imposter in the driver's seat doesn't know me, so I don't care what he
thinks.  The only reason I don't shoot him is because I can't bear to see *your*
blood as a result of my actions, even if it isn't you I will end.  You and I
will die tonight, but our hearts died when I walked away from you.

But wait...
In an instant everything is turned on its head.  This needn't be.  We needn't
be ripped apart and die unknown lovers...
That is, if you haven't already sacrificed this world to find me as my faith,
which you accepted as you did me, proclaims we will...

Please Mulder, hear my plea.  I'm coming to save us both, baby.
~X~X~X~X~X~X

Copyrighted Red 1999, so there.

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