Title: Ha Kesher
Author: Rotem Shahar
Rating: PG
Summary: No summary.
Category: V, A, MSR
Archiving: SEFAMSRN, Gossamer and Xemplary are okay.
Anywhere else is okay also as long as you tell me, you
keep my name and email address with it, and you send
me a link so I can see it.
Feedback: Please? Send it 2 laughsr@prodigy.net
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine.
Authors Notes: This is based on a dream I just had a
few nights ago. Thanks to Kayla and Eva 4 Beta reading
it!
Ha Kesher is Hebrew for The Link/Connection.
Dedication: I dedicate this to Eva and Kayla everyone
else who forced me to start writing ;) THANKS!!
It was a beautiful day; the type of day you'd want to
spend at the beach relaxing and reading under the sun.
The sky was a lovely shade of blue without a cloud in
sight. Unfortunately for her, she was in summer
school. The bell had just rung and she walked out of
the building and into the parking lot in order to wait
there for her mother to pick her up. Her friends
decided to join her and keep her company while she
waited patiently for her mother to arrive. They were
talking and laughing and enjoying each other's
company. Her mother arrived; she parted from her
friends, and started walking towards the car. They had
been walking for a while, but she didn't realize how
the scenery had changed because she was wrapped up in
her own thoughts. When she looked up she realized that
a car was nowhere in sight and that they were nowhere
near the school. Just as she was about to ask where
they were going and why they were now in what appeared
to be a barren rocky hill apparently in the middle of
a desert, her mother said "Have you read the books you
have to read for school?" She was utterly confused by
why her mom was suddenly asking her about this but she
replied anyway. "Yeah. I've already read The
Alchemist. I still have to read Alas, Babylon, and I'm
in the middle of reading Night." "You might want to
get reading. You only have two weeks left to read!"
her mother said in a scolding tone. The girl just
rolled her eyes. Staring at the dirt road before her,
she asked "Mom, where's the car? Where are we going?"
When she received no answer she looked up and saw that
her mother had disappeared. She had vanished without a
trace. "Mom?" she asked tentatively. "Mom??" she asked
a bit louder, but not too loud since she was afraid to
disturb the silence of the place. Finally, she got a
little impatient, and not to mention very scared, and
she called out "MOM!??!!!!" When she still received no
reply she became terrified. Not knowing what else to
do, she sat down, her back against a cool rock, curled
herself into a ball, and cried.
Dana Scully awoke with a jump. She realized that she
wasn't in a desert curled into a ball crying, but
sitting, curled against the headrest of a bed. She was
drenched in sweat from her dream. Nightmare is more
like it. As she took in her surroundings she came to
the realization that she wasn't at home. She didn't
know where she was. She was in a huge room. The bed
she was in was a queen sized canopy bed, with cherry
red sheets. There was an oak dresser against the left
wall right beneath the window. A desk with a mirror
attached to it was placed right across from the bed
and there was nothing against the right wall of the
room except for three doors. Nervously, she got out of
the bed and opened the door furthest to the right. It
revealed a large, empty closet. She closed the door,
feeling a little bit more comfortable in the room. She
walked over to the middle door. This door also opened
easily. She walked into the room and saw that it was a
bathroom. There was a bath with a curtain around it, a
shower with glass walls around it, a toilet and a sink
with two cabinets next to it. She left this room also
and walked over to the third door. She turned the knob
but the door wouldn't open. She tried turning the knob
the other way, but the door still wouldn't budge.
Trying to stay calm, she tried playing with the lock
on the door hoping that it would unlock and open.
After doing this for about 15 minutes, she backed away
from the door and tried to kick it down. This didn't
work either. She tried playing with the doorknob and
lock again to no avail. She sat down on the bed,
taking a few deep, calming breaths. She was just about
to get up and try the door again when she saw the
doorknob turn slightly. The door opened slowly. She
looked around for her gun, but it was nowhere in site.
She frantically looked around as the door kept
opening. She realized that there was nowhere to hide.
She sat there terrified, staring at the door as it
opened before her. In a few seconds the door would be
fully open and she would have no advantage over the
intruder. Just before the door fully opened, and
before she saw who was at the door, she jumped behind
the bed and hid as well as she could.
"Scully?"
She popped up from behind the bed, effectively scaring
Mulder. He jumped back, and was ready to swing a piece
of wood he was holding in his hand when he realized
who had scared him. He saw Scully, dropped the piece
of wood, went over to her and hugged her. She looked
at him quizzically. "I was scared Scully. I woke up
here when I don't even know where here is, I don't
know who else is in this house, and I don't know why
I'm here. I'm just relieved to see someone I know, I
guess." Mulder said, trying to justify hugging her.
"You don't know where we are either?" Scully asked,
perplexed by this situation.
She was still in his embrace as they discussed their
current situation. As far as both of them had figured,
they were alone in this house. It was still a mystery
as to how and why they were there.
They were still hugging each other; both lost in their
own thoughts, when they were jolted from their reverie
when they heard metal clanging downstairs. They
looked at each other and decided to check what had
just made that noise. They walked out the door and
stood in the hallway. "The stairs are this way."
Mulder said. Scully looked at him skeptically awaiting
a reason for his being so sure that the stairs were to
the right and not to the left. "I found my way out of
the room I was in and started looking around up here
before I found you." He explained, without waiting for
Scully to ask him the question. She nodded and they
headed towards the stairs. The walls were wooden, and
seemed to be falling apart. There were pieces of wood
detached from the walls in different places giving the
narrow hallway an eerie and dreary look. There were
old portraits hanging on the walls. The types of
portraits who's eyes seemed to watch your every move
and whose eyes followed you everywhere you went.
Scully took hold of Mulder's hand and squeezed it.
Then she loosened her grip but didn't dare let go of
his hand. They reached the stairs and started their
descent.
Mulder put his left hand on the handrail and in his
right hand he held Scully's hand. Scully froze in
place, let go of his hand, blanched, and stated
"Mulder, I don't think we should go down there. I
don't think this is such a good idea, maybe we should
just go back upstairs and forget we heard anything?"
Mulder turned around and was about to ask Scully what
was wrong and why she had all of a sudden changed her
mind when the floor opened its mouth and started
eating him. Scully stood there, unable to do anything,
while Mulder was desperately trying to grab onto
something to pull him out of the floor's mouth. Then
he disappeared through the floor; it ate him alive.
Scully ran back upstairs into the room she awoke in
and for the second time that night, curled up into a
ball and cried.
Scully went down the stairs first. She put her left
hand on the handrail while holding Mulder's hand in
her right hand. All of a sudden, Mulder stopped
walking. Still holding his hand, Scully turned around
to look at him. "Scully, I don't think we should go
down there. I don't think this is such a good idea,
maybe we should just go back upstairs and forget we
heard anything?" Scully was about to ask him why he
had suddenly changed his mind when an unseen force
pulled her into a vortex in the floor. Scully's hand
slipped out of Mulder's grasp and she fell into the
vortex; it swallowed her whole and disappeared. He
could have sworn that he heard voices laughing at him.
He pounded incessantly on the stairs hoping that it
would somehow bring her back. He realized that it was
a fruitless task and fell to the floor with sobs
wracking his body.
3:07am
Dana Scully's Apartment
She woke up in a cold sweat on the floor. Sometime
during the night she had rolled off of the bed and
onto the floor where she awoke, curled up into a ball
with tears in her eyes. She got up, hastily got
dressed, left her house, got in her car and drove off
into the night.
3:16am
Fox Mulder's Apartment
Mulder was awakened from his dream when his head hit
the coffee table. He had fallen off of the couch while
sleeping and had hit his head against the table many
times, but this time he hit his head hard enough to
effectively wake himself up. As he realized that he
wasn't going to get anymore sleep this night, he went
to take a shower before getting ready to go for a jog.
3:47am
Fox Mulder's Apartment
Scully was about to knock on his apartment door when
it flew open and Mulder ran into her. He sent Scully
flying backwards and into the wall. She sunk to the
floor, and rubbed the back of her head where she had
hit the wall. When she tried to get up her legs
weren't able to hold her weight and she fell to the
floor again. Mulder quickly walked over to her and
helped her up. "I'm sorry Scully. I didn't see you
there." Mulder said. "Its okay Mulder, I shouldn't
have come here anyway. It's too early in the morning,
I just wasn't thinking straight." She turned around to
leave and Mulder grabbed her arm and stopped her. "You
wouldn't have come here if this wasn't important." He
said as he ushered her into his apartment, closing and
locking the door behind him. "It's really nothing
Mulder." She reluctantly sat on his couch. She could
see that he was waiting for her to say something. She
started "I had a really weird dream..."
Twenty-three minutes later
Scully ended her story "And then the floor ate you."
"You want to get rid of me that much, huh Scully?" he
said trying to lighten the mood. The sadness and hurt
he saw in Scully's eyes made him regret his comment
instantly.
Mulder went on to explain to her "I had the same exact
dream from the part when I found you in the house up
until the end." Mulder stopped there. When Scully
realized that he had no intention of continuing she
asked, "How did your dream end?" "Well, in my dream,
you get sucked into a vortex in the middle of the
floor." He said looking down at the ground, ashamed
because he wasn't able to stop something bad happening
to her even in his own dreams.
They both sat there for a while thinking about the
implications of their dreams, and the fact that their
dreams were almost identical. They both came to the
same conclusion. Mulder spoke up first. "I love you."
He said.
Bemused, Scully stared at him. This was not what she
was expecting him to say. She thought that he'd
somehow turn this all into a joke and brush it off as
Folie a Deux; a madness shared by two. Him admitting
his love for her didn't even cross her mind as what he
would say. When she didn't say anything Mulder assumed
that she didn't share the same feelings towards him as
he had towards her. He turned away as a single tear
slipped down his cheek. Scully finally became aware of
the fact that she was still in Mulder's apartment and
that he was sitting in front of her. She also noted
that she hadn't replied to his statement. She looked
up on time to see him turn away with a tear running
down his cheek.
Scully pulled Mulder into a warm embrace and said "Oh,
Mulder, I love you too."
They sat there; content in each other's embrace. After
what had seemed like hours, they looked at each other
and, seeing the love in each other's eyes, and the
fear of losing each other, they promised each other
that they would never leave each others side, no
matter what happened. They sealed this promise with a
slow, yet passionate kiss.
THE END!! Let me know what you thought! LaughsR@prodigy.net
Author: Rotem Shahar
Rating: PG
Summary: No summary.
Category: V, A, MSR
Archiving: SEFAMSRN, Gossamer and Xemplary are okay.
Anywhere else is okay also as long as you tell me, you
keep my name and email address with it, and you send
me a link so I can see it.
Feedback: Please? Send it 2 laughsr@prodigy.net
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine.
Authors Notes: This is based on a dream I just had a
few nights ago. Thanks to Kayla and Eva 4 Beta reading
it!
Ha Kesher is Hebrew for The Link/Connection.
Dedication: I dedicate this to Eva and Kayla everyone
else who forced me to start writing ;) THANKS!!
It was a beautiful day; the type of day you'd want to
spend at the beach relaxing and reading under the sun.
The sky was a lovely shade of blue without a cloud in
sight. Unfortunately for her, she was in summer
school. The bell had just rung and she walked out of
the building and into the parking lot in order to wait
there for her mother to pick her up. Her friends
decided to join her and keep her company while she
waited patiently for her mother to arrive. They were
talking and laughing and enjoying each other's
company. Her mother arrived; she parted from her
friends, and started walking towards the car. They had
been walking for a while, but she didn't realize how
the scenery had changed because she was wrapped up in
her own thoughts. When she looked up she realized that
a car was nowhere in sight and that they were nowhere
near the school. Just as she was about to ask where
they were going and why they were now in what appeared
to be a barren rocky hill apparently in the middle of
a desert, her mother said "Have you read the books you
have to read for school?" She was utterly confused by
why her mom was suddenly asking her about this but she
replied anyway. "Yeah. I've already read The
Alchemist. I still have to read Alas, Babylon, and I'm
in the middle of reading Night." "You might want to
get reading. You only have two weeks left to read!"
her mother said in a scolding tone. The girl just
rolled her eyes. Staring at the dirt road before her,
she asked "Mom, where's the car? Where are we going?"
When she received no answer she looked up and saw that
her mother had disappeared. She had vanished without a
trace. "Mom?" she asked tentatively. "Mom??" she asked
a bit louder, but not too loud since she was afraid to
disturb the silence of the place. Finally, she got a
little impatient, and not to mention very scared, and
she called out "MOM!??!!!!" When she still received no
reply she became terrified. Not knowing what else to
do, she sat down, her back against a cool rock, curled
herself into a ball, and cried.
Dana Scully awoke with a jump. She realized that she
wasn't in a desert curled into a ball crying, but
sitting, curled against the headrest of a bed. She was
drenched in sweat from her dream. Nightmare is more
like it. As she took in her surroundings she came to
the realization that she wasn't at home. She didn't
know where she was. She was in a huge room. The bed
she was in was a queen sized canopy bed, with cherry
red sheets. There was an oak dresser against the left
wall right beneath the window. A desk with a mirror
attached to it was placed right across from the bed
and there was nothing against the right wall of the
room except for three doors. Nervously, she got out of
the bed and opened the door furthest to the right. It
revealed a large, empty closet. She closed the door,
feeling a little bit more comfortable in the room. She
walked over to the middle door. This door also opened
easily. She walked into the room and saw that it was a
bathroom. There was a bath with a curtain around it, a
shower with glass walls around it, a toilet and a sink
with two cabinets next to it. She left this room also
and walked over to the third door. She turned the knob
but the door wouldn't open. She tried turning the knob
the other way, but the door still wouldn't budge.
Trying to stay calm, she tried playing with the lock
on the door hoping that it would unlock and open.
After doing this for about 15 minutes, she backed away
from the door and tried to kick it down. This didn't
work either. She tried playing with the doorknob and
lock again to no avail. She sat down on the bed,
taking a few deep, calming breaths. She was just about
to get up and try the door again when she saw the
doorknob turn slightly. The door opened slowly. She
looked around for her gun, but it was nowhere in site.
She frantically looked around as the door kept
opening. She realized that there was nowhere to hide.
She sat there terrified, staring at the door as it
opened before her. In a few seconds the door would be
fully open and she would have no advantage over the
intruder. Just before the door fully opened, and
before she saw who was at the door, she jumped behind
the bed and hid as well as she could.
"Scully?"
She popped up from behind the bed, effectively scaring
Mulder. He jumped back, and was ready to swing a piece
of wood he was holding in his hand when he realized
who had scared him. He saw Scully, dropped the piece
of wood, went over to her and hugged her. She looked
at him quizzically. "I was scared Scully. I woke up
here when I don't even know where here is, I don't
know who else is in this house, and I don't know why
I'm here. I'm just relieved to see someone I know, I
guess." Mulder said, trying to justify hugging her.
"You don't know where we are either?" Scully asked,
perplexed by this situation.
She was still in his embrace as they discussed their
current situation. As far as both of them had figured,
they were alone in this house. It was still a mystery
as to how and why they were there.
They were still hugging each other; both lost in their
own thoughts, when they were jolted from their reverie
when they heard metal clanging downstairs. They
looked at each other and decided to check what had
just made that noise. They walked out the door and
stood in the hallway. "The stairs are this way."
Mulder said. Scully looked at him skeptically awaiting
a reason for his being so sure that the stairs were to
the right and not to the left. "I found my way out of
the room I was in and started looking around up here
before I found you." He explained, without waiting for
Scully to ask him the question. She nodded and they
headed towards the stairs. The walls were wooden, and
seemed to be falling apart. There were pieces of wood
detached from the walls in different places giving the
narrow hallway an eerie and dreary look. There were
old portraits hanging on the walls. The types of
portraits who's eyes seemed to watch your every move
and whose eyes followed you everywhere you went.
Scully took hold of Mulder's hand and squeezed it.
Then she loosened her grip but didn't dare let go of
his hand. They reached the stairs and started their
descent.
Mulder put his left hand on the handrail and in his
right hand he held Scully's hand. Scully froze in
place, let go of his hand, blanched, and stated
"Mulder, I don't think we should go down there. I
don't think this is such a good idea, maybe we should
just go back upstairs and forget we heard anything?"
Mulder turned around and was about to ask Scully what
was wrong and why she had all of a sudden changed her
mind when the floor opened its mouth and started
eating him. Scully stood there, unable to do anything,
while Mulder was desperately trying to grab onto
something to pull him out of the floor's mouth. Then
he disappeared through the floor; it ate him alive.
Scully ran back upstairs into the room she awoke in
and for the second time that night, curled up into a
ball and cried.
Scully went down the stairs first. She put her left
hand on the handrail while holding Mulder's hand in
her right hand. All of a sudden, Mulder stopped
walking. Still holding his hand, Scully turned around
to look at him. "Scully, I don't think we should go
down there. I don't think this is such a good idea,
maybe we should just go back upstairs and forget we
heard anything?" Scully was about to ask him why he
had suddenly changed his mind when an unseen force
pulled her into a vortex in the floor. Scully's hand
slipped out of Mulder's grasp and she fell into the
vortex; it swallowed her whole and disappeared. He
could have sworn that he heard voices laughing at him.
He pounded incessantly on the stairs hoping that it
would somehow bring her back. He realized that it was
a fruitless task and fell to the floor with sobs
wracking his body.
3:07am
Dana Scully's Apartment
She woke up in a cold sweat on the floor. Sometime
during the night she had rolled off of the bed and
onto the floor where she awoke, curled up into a ball
with tears in her eyes. She got up, hastily got
dressed, left her house, got in her car and drove off
into the night.
3:16am
Fox Mulder's Apartment
Mulder was awakened from his dream when his head hit
the coffee table. He had fallen off of the couch while
sleeping and had hit his head against the table many
times, but this time he hit his head hard enough to
effectively wake himself up. As he realized that he
wasn't going to get anymore sleep this night, he went
to take a shower before getting ready to go for a jog.
3:47am
Fox Mulder's Apartment
Scully was about to knock on his apartment door when
it flew open and Mulder ran into her. He sent Scully
flying backwards and into the wall. She sunk to the
floor, and rubbed the back of her head where she had
hit the wall. When she tried to get up her legs
weren't able to hold her weight and she fell to the
floor again. Mulder quickly walked over to her and
helped her up. "I'm sorry Scully. I didn't see you
there." Mulder said. "Its okay Mulder, I shouldn't
have come here anyway. It's too early in the morning,
I just wasn't thinking straight." She turned around to
leave and Mulder grabbed her arm and stopped her. "You
wouldn't have come here if this wasn't important." He
said as he ushered her into his apartment, closing and
locking the door behind him. "It's really nothing
Mulder." She reluctantly sat on his couch. She could
see that he was waiting for her to say something. She
started "I had a really weird dream..."
Twenty-three minutes later
Scully ended her story "And then the floor ate you."
"You want to get rid of me that much, huh Scully?" he
said trying to lighten the mood. The sadness and hurt
he saw in Scully's eyes made him regret his comment
instantly.
Mulder went on to explain to her "I had the same exact
dream from the part when I found you in the house up
until the end." Mulder stopped there. When Scully
realized that he had no intention of continuing she
asked, "How did your dream end?" "Well, in my dream,
you get sucked into a vortex in the middle of the
floor." He said looking down at the ground, ashamed
because he wasn't able to stop something bad happening
to her even in his own dreams.
They both sat there for a while thinking about the
implications of their dreams, and the fact that their
dreams were almost identical. They both came to the
same conclusion. Mulder spoke up first. "I love you."
He said.
Bemused, Scully stared at him. This was not what she
was expecting him to say. She thought that he'd
somehow turn this all into a joke and brush it off as
Folie a Deux; a madness shared by two. Him admitting
his love for her didn't even cross her mind as what he
would say. When she didn't say anything Mulder assumed
that she didn't share the same feelings towards him as
he had towards her. He turned away as a single tear
slipped down his cheek. Scully finally became aware of
the fact that she was still in Mulder's apartment and
that he was sitting in front of her. She also noted
that she hadn't replied to his statement. She looked
up on time to see him turn away with a tear running
down his cheek.
Scully pulled Mulder into a warm embrace and said "Oh,
Mulder, I love you too."
They sat there; content in each other's embrace. After
what had seemed like hours, they looked at each other
and, seeing the love in each other's eyes, and the
fear of losing each other, they promised each other
that they would never leave each others side, no
matter what happened. They sealed this promise with a
slow, yet passionate kiss.
THE END!! Let me know what you thought! LaughsR@prodigy.net