Title: Musings of Men and Angels
Author: Celestial Kitten
Category: DRR
Disclaimer: I do not own The X Files, Reyes, Doggett or anything else. I borrow them from the toy box and promise to return them after I'm done playing. ^_^
Author Notes: Review, my friends, Review.
Spoilers: Audery Pauley
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I stare. Stare at the wall, ceiling and floor. Stare at the television screen and the door. My green tea is untouched and is sitting silently on my coffee table. It's cold. Everything is cold. I tuck a strained of my hair behind my ear before I wrap my arms around my Pajama clad legs. Silk pajamas. Violet silk pajamas. Pretty.
I blink. Once, twice, three times. A man on the television is telling me about a new miracle product. I'm a miracle. A women back from the dead. An angel who returned from heaven. Not heaven. Not close. Audery's mind. Her hospital, her heaven.
I jump when I hear the small knock on my door. I turn slowly and watch the door. Watch and Wait. Another knock comes, more loudly this time, but still all too quiet. I stare, unmoving, barely breathing, I just stare.
"Monica?" The voice calls, muffled by the wood of the door. That voice. The most beautiful voice I have ever heard. John, why are you here? I move then. My feet touch the floor. Cold floor. Soon I'm walking. Walking over to the door. Over to my friend. My love. Soon I reach my door and unlock it swiftly. It opens. It's him. His sandy brown hair a bit ruffled from sleeping. He wears faded blue jeans and a faded gray shirt. A leather jacket completes the outfit. He looks very nice in leather.
"John, what are you doing here?" I ask, staring at his beautiful blue eyes. So beautiful. So entrancing. So enthralling. So blue. I stand back. Away from the door, and he steps inside. I shut the door after him and lock it. As I turn an arm is around my waist. Not just an arm. His arm. John's arm. As I turn lips connect with mine. Not just lips. But his lips. John's lips. A first kiss. A first kiss from my love
He pulls back and I stare. Stare at his lips. His eyes. His face. His smile. I smile. I'm speechless. I'm happy. And most of all, I'm worried. Worried that this is all a dream. Worried I have nodded off while watching the miracle infomercial. But his voice. His sweet and smooth voice is too real for a dream.
"I've waited so long to do that." He tells me. His eyes are too blue for a dream. This is too real. All to real. I step forward and close of the space between us. My hand finds its way around his neck and my lips finds their way to his lips. A second kiss. A second kiss from my love. A passionate second kiss from my love.
It ends. All things do. The kiss turns to a deep embrace. He was afraid that I was gone. That I had left. Had left him forever. But he should know by now. He should know a lot of things by now. I would never leave him. I would never leave John. My best friend. My love. I would never leave him. And as we hold each other, by the door in the flickering light of the television, I think he knows. He finally knows.
Author: Celestial Kitten
Category: DRR
Disclaimer: I do not own The X Files, Reyes, Doggett or anything else. I borrow them from the toy box and promise to return them after I'm done playing. ^_^
Author Notes: Review, my friends, Review.
Spoilers: Audery Pauley
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I stare. Stare at the wall, ceiling and floor. Stare at the television screen and the door. My green tea is untouched and is sitting silently on my coffee table. It's cold. Everything is cold. I tuck a strained of my hair behind my ear before I wrap my arms around my Pajama clad legs. Silk pajamas. Violet silk pajamas. Pretty.
I blink. Once, twice, three times. A man on the television is telling me about a new miracle product. I'm a miracle. A women back from the dead. An angel who returned from heaven. Not heaven. Not close. Audery's mind. Her hospital, her heaven.
I jump when I hear the small knock on my door. I turn slowly and watch the door. Watch and Wait. Another knock comes, more loudly this time, but still all too quiet. I stare, unmoving, barely breathing, I just stare.
"Monica?" The voice calls, muffled by the wood of the door. That voice. The most beautiful voice I have ever heard. John, why are you here? I move then. My feet touch the floor. Cold floor. Soon I'm walking. Walking over to the door. Over to my friend. My love. Soon I reach my door and unlock it swiftly. It opens. It's him. His sandy brown hair a bit ruffled from sleeping. He wears faded blue jeans and a faded gray shirt. A leather jacket completes the outfit. He looks very nice in leather.
"John, what are you doing here?" I ask, staring at his beautiful blue eyes. So beautiful. So entrancing. So enthralling. So blue. I stand back. Away from the door, and he steps inside. I shut the door after him and lock it. As I turn an arm is around my waist. Not just an arm. His arm. John's arm. As I turn lips connect with mine. Not just lips. But his lips. John's lips. A first kiss. A first kiss from my love
He pulls back and I stare. Stare at his lips. His eyes. His face. His smile. I smile. I'm speechless. I'm happy. And most of all, I'm worried. Worried that this is all a dream. Worried I have nodded off while watching the miracle infomercial. But his voice. His sweet and smooth voice is too real for a dream.
"I've waited so long to do that." He tells me. His eyes are too blue for a dream. This is too real. All to real. I step forward and close of the space between us. My hand finds its way around his neck and my lips finds their way to his lips. A second kiss. A second kiss from my love. A passionate second kiss from my love.
It ends. All things do. The kiss turns to a deep embrace. He was afraid that I was gone. That I had left. Had left him forever. But he should know by now. He should know a lot of things by now. I would never leave him. I would never leave John. My best friend. My love. I would never leave him. And as we hold each other, by the door in the flickering light of the television, I think he knows. He finally knows.