Title: Why Must I Chose?
Author: David William Cooper
E-Mail: Doctor_Hannibal_Lector@Hotmail.com
Rating: PG 13
Category: Angst, Vingette
Keywords: DRR
Detication: To all my fans and those who enjoyed the original...
Summary: What Doggett was thinking when Monica was bed-sided in "Audrey Pauley"...
Feedback: Please...I love it.
Archive: Just ask.
Disclaimer: Nothing that is X-Files related is mine, it is the wonderful creations of Chris Carter and Ten Thirteen Productions, anything outside that, is mine, and before you use my characters, please ask. Thank you, and thank you Carter for your wonderful characters to use.
Alone! Fear! Anger! Damn you Monica why? Why the hell must I be
here with you on this bed!? I should be the one there! Not you.
Your eyes so perfect...beautiful Monica...I love you so much, but for
God's sake I can't say it. I hate this fucking feeling of lonliness
without you. I wish I could rip out my heart and clean it. It aches
for you. So badly. I want to spend my days with you, my night, yet
we are here...you in a comatose and me having to make the choice of
killing you. I know your in there. Please...show me...I beg of
you...I love you so Damn much Monica...no words in this world can
say...
The doctors have told me your a brain dead, but are you? I dare not
go against the friend I have trusted for so long, Dana, but for you I
have to. You stare at me and peirce my Soul. My very existance is
for you now. After Luke and Barbra you were there...I wanted you so
bad...to taste your tender lips...I have your kiss burning on my
lips...your face painted on my heart, ettched upon my memory...I
can't forget you. It's almost damning, but I dont care. I have to
let you know. I must do what is right and save you, even if it means
committin murder.
"The team from Dallas is here, John." said Scully to me, with somber
eyes of Pain. I could tell she sined her self in saying that to me,
but I could only reply.
"I'm not cutting her up." I wanted to cry...I wanted to scream. I
wanted out and then...you awoke. My eyes filled...flooded with tears
and I layed my head on your chest and listened to your lovely heart,
kissed your tender lips...and gazed into your Angelic eyes...oh
Monica...I love you so...
~End~
Okay, bad, I know but hey! I am a new DRR! Cut me some slack!
Author: David William Cooper
E-Mail: Doctor_Hannibal_Lector@Hotmail.com
Rating: PG 13
Category: Angst, Vingette
Keywords: DRR
Detication: To all my fans and those who enjoyed the original...
Summary: What Doggett was thinking when Monica was bed-sided in "Audrey Pauley"...
Feedback: Please...I love it.
Archive: Just ask.
Disclaimer: Nothing that is X-Files related is mine, it is the wonderful creations of Chris Carter and Ten Thirteen Productions, anything outside that, is mine, and before you use my characters, please ask. Thank you, and thank you Carter for your wonderful characters to use.
Alone! Fear! Anger! Damn you Monica why? Why the hell must I be
here with you on this bed!? I should be the one there! Not you.
Your eyes so perfect...beautiful Monica...I love you so much, but for
God's sake I can't say it. I hate this fucking feeling of lonliness
without you. I wish I could rip out my heart and clean it. It aches
for you. So badly. I want to spend my days with you, my night, yet
we are here...you in a comatose and me having to make the choice of
killing you. I know your in there. Please...show me...I beg of
you...I love you so Damn much Monica...no words in this world can
say...
The doctors have told me your a brain dead, but are you? I dare not
go against the friend I have trusted for so long, Dana, but for you I
have to. You stare at me and peirce my Soul. My very existance is
for you now. After Luke and Barbra you were there...I wanted you so
bad...to taste your tender lips...I have your kiss burning on my
lips...your face painted on my heart, ettched upon my memory...I
can't forget you. It's almost damning, but I dont care. I have to
let you know. I must do what is right and save you, even if it means
committin murder.
"The team from Dallas is here, John." said Scully to me, with somber
eyes of Pain. I could tell she sined her self in saying that to me,
but I could only reply.
"I'm not cutting her up." I wanted to cry...I wanted to scream. I
wanted out and then...you awoke. My eyes filled...flooded with tears
and I layed my head on your chest and listened to your lovely heart,
kissed your tender lips...and gazed into your Angelic eyes...oh
Monica...I love you so...
~End~
Okay, bad, I know but hey! I am a new DRR! Cut me some slack!