Title: Angels crying
Author: MissX pccom@hotmail.com
Category: Angst, MSR
Spoilers: Small for Requiem
Feedback: I beg you for it!
Disclaimer: Not mine. All Chris Carter's and thirteen productions.
Author's notes: As always I want to dedicate my story to Dana
a.k.a. *D**Starbuck*. You are a great friend and fellow shipper.
Never change!!
Angels crying 1/1
It's raining outside my bedroom window. All colors blend together
to different shades of gray. I have difficulties to see the same
beauty in it like I did when I was just a child. Amazing how
beautiful everything looked then. I guess it have to do with the
innocence every child has.
And as the rain pours down outside my window I remember once when
my dad was leaving for the sea. I didn't want him to go and I
cried and wouldn't leave his side for a minute. I told him that he
didn't love me if he left me.
After I said that he took me to a window. Just like today it was
pouring outside.
"Do you see the rain, Starbuck?" My tears stopped and I looked at
him like he was insane.
"Of course I see the rain. I'm not blind."
He bent down to my eye level and turned my head so I could look at
the rain.
"Did you know that the rain is tears from heaven? It's the angels
crying." Already then I didn't believe what I couldn't see so I
laughed at him.
"Don't laugh Starbuck. I'm telling the truth" he looked seriously
at me. And at that age your father's words are law. It must be
true because he said it. "The angels are crying tears of hope, joy
and love. And you know that after the rain everything groves. It
is the angels' tears, which does that. You see, the angels loves
the earth but can never walk down here because of us so they cry
for it instead, giving it hope, joy and love."
Now I was really curios, my tears long forgotten.
"Why are you telling me this Ahab?"
"You see Starbuck, if you tell the rain your feelings it will
blend with the angels tears and become a river which will take
your words and love to me so I will know that you are alright. And
I can do the same thing to you." He smiled at me and stroked my
hair. "So we can use this when I'm on the sea."
I believed him. After this day I never complained when he went on
the sea because every time it rained I spoke into the rain about
my love for my father. And I was sure that he did the same thing.
I still remember that feeling of joy every time it rained but my
belief faded as I grew up and now I know that it isn't the angels
crying.
But I want to believe again. Believe that rain is the angels
crying, tears that becomes a river that sends messages of love and
hope.
So I speak into the rain as I am sitting here at the window.
"I miss you Mulder. So much."
A tear breaks free from my eye.
" I just want to tell you have much I love you and that our baby
is fine. Please come back to us soon. Please."
And my tears falls like the rain outside my window.
The End
So what did you think? Please tell me! I can never become better
if you don't tell me what I did wrong...*s*
Author: MissX pccom@hotmail.com
Category: Angst, MSR
Spoilers: Small for Requiem
Feedback: I beg you for it!
Disclaimer: Not mine. All Chris Carter's and thirteen productions.
Author's notes: As always I want to dedicate my story to Dana
a.k.a. *D**Starbuck*. You are a great friend and fellow shipper.
Never change!!
Angels crying 1/1
It's raining outside my bedroom window. All colors blend together
to different shades of gray. I have difficulties to see the same
beauty in it like I did when I was just a child. Amazing how
beautiful everything looked then. I guess it have to do with the
innocence every child has.
And as the rain pours down outside my window I remember once when
my dad was leaving for the sea. I didn't want him to go and I
cried and wouldn't leave his side for a minute. I told him that he
didn't love me if he left me.
After I said that he took me to a window. Just like today it was
pouring outside.
"Do you see the rain, Starbuck?" My tears stopped and I looked at
him like he was insane.
"Of course I see the rain. I'm not blind."
He bent down to my eye level and turned my head so I could look at
the rain.
"Did you know that the rain is tears from heaven? It's the angels
crying." Already then I didn't believe what I couldn't see so I
laughed at him.
"Don't laugh Starbuck. I'm telling the truth" he looked seriously
at me. And at that age your father's words are law. It must be
true because he said it. "The angels are crying tears of hope, joy
and love. And you know that after the rain everything groves. It
is the angels' tears, which does that. You see, the angels loves
the earth but can never walk down here because of us so they cry
for it instead, giving it hope, joy and love."
Now I was really curios, my tears long forgotten.
"Why are you telling me this Ahab?"
"You see Starbuck, if you tell the rain your feelings it will
blend with the angels tears and become a river which will take
your words and love to me so I will know that you are alright. And
I can do the same thing to you." He smiled at me and stroked my
hair. "So we can use this when I'm on the sea."
I believed him. After this day I never complained when he went on
the sea because every time it rained I spoke into the rain about
my love for my father. And I was sure that he did the same thing.
I still remember that feeling of joy every time it rained but my
belief faded as I grew up and now I know that it isn't the angels
crying.
But I want to believe again. Believe that rain is the angels
crying, tears that becomes a river that sends messages of love and
hope.
So I speak into the rain as I am sitting here at the window.
"I miss you Mulder. So much."
A tear breaks free from my eye.
" I just want to tell you have much I love you and that our baby
is fine. Please come back to us soon. Please."
And my tears falls like the rain outside my window.
The End
So what did you think? Please tell me! I can never become better
if you don't tell me what I did wrong...*s*