This is just a short story I wrote...it's basically just some dialog from
Scully.
This fic is not intended to make you feel warm inside lol.
It takes place before Existence.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters already! I'm just borrowing them..
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What have they done to you?
When you were all that I had, the only thing that kept me breathing, they took you away from me without warning. They stole the air from my very lungs and left me filled without any sense of self-worth, nothing left to live for.
The terrible things they did to your are unforgivable. These faceless monsters, unworthy of being called men, kept you there for months; your dignity stripped from you with every countless test performed. They experimented on you numerous times, gruesomely carving you open with their horrible instruments.
The torture was endless.
We hadn't seen you for months, despite desperate searching.
After all of this, they return you in the middle of nowhere, like a dead unwanted animal. Your bruised body lay lifeless on the ground with only a blanket to cover your nakedness.
When they took you, they not only took your phsyical being but also your spirit.
Your passion.
Your soul.
And for that, I cannot forgive them.
You were afraid for me, that they wanted to take me again. I allowed you to go out into those woods. I left you go.
The logical part of me should have made the connection sooner, but I didn't see it until it was too late.
You were already gone, and I was left partnerless with our child.
It was then that I realized what I once had, and how much I now lost.
You were taken instead of me, and for that, I cannot forgive myself.
I went through hell during the period of time you were gone. I didn't think it was possible for things to get worse, until we found you dead. My spirit died that day, and I didn't have hope of it ever returning.
But by something short of a miracle we managed to bring you back to life.
My hope was restored and I couldn't remember ever being so much at peace with myself. Having you back again was the only thing that mattered to me.
But things changed, you weren't the same person that I once knew. You didn't seem to care anymore.
I tried to understand the state that you were in, but you failed to see what I had gone through as well. I needed you, and you didn't seem to feel that same need for me.
We began drifting apart with every step you took away. We became worse people when we were around eachother. Communication didn't exist in our relationship, and the unresolved thoughts and feelings began building a wall, brick by brick. The wall built between you and I gradually managed to completely seperate us.
I felt rejected and alone, back to where I was when you were abducted.
And for that, I cannot forgive you.
It's been a month since we've spoken eacother. I wanted things to work out, but I've learned that this is greater than us. I've learned that what we shared was a fragile thing, too complicated to last.
Today I returned home from work only to find four new messages on my machine.
I want to believe that you are yourself again, that your spirit has somehow been restored. That we could go back to the day when our partnership was matchless, and raise this child together.
I want to believe, but I can't.
"Is everything okay, Dana?" he asked, concerned.
"Everything's fine John," I assured him.
I pressed the delete button hesitantly.
I decided that some things are better left unsaid.
I don't want to hurt any longer.
THE END ...
ok...I wasn't exactly sure on the John part I added..I couldnt decide if I should take it out or not. Tell me what you think!
Feedback!
~*Jess*~
This fic is not intended to make you feel warm inside lol.
It takes place before Existence.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters already! I'm just borrowing them..
... ... ...
What have they done to you?
When you were all that I had, the only thing that kept me breathing, they took you away from me without warning. They stole the air from my very lungs and left me filled without any sense of self-worth, nothing left to live for.
The terrible things they did to your are unforgivable. These faceless monsters, unworthy of being called men, kept you there for months; your dignity stripped from you with every countless test performed. They experimented on you numerous times, gruesomely carving you open with their horrible instruments.
The torture was endless.
We hadn't seen you for months, despite desperate searching.
After all of this, they return you in the middle of nowhere, like a dead unwanted animal. Your bruised body lay lifeless on the ground with only a blanket to cover your nakedness.
When they took you, they not only took your phsyical being but also your spirit.
Your passion.
Your soul.
And for that, I cannot forgive them.
You were afraid for me, that they wanted to take me again. I allowed you to go out into those woods. I left you go.
The logical part of me should have made the connection sooner, but I didn't see it until it was too late.
You were already gone, and I was left partnerless with our child.
It was then that I realized what I once had, and how much I now lost.
You were taken instead of me, and for that, I cannot forgive myself.
I went through hell during the period of time you were gone. I didn't think it was possible for things to get worse, until we found you dead. My spirit died that day, and I didn't have hope of it ever returning.
But by something short of a miracle we managed to bring you back to life.
My hope was restored and I couldn't remember ever being so much at peace with myself. Having you back again was the only thing that mattered to me.
But things changed, you weren't the same person that I once knew. You didn't seem to care anymore.
I tried to understand the state that you were in, but you failed to see what I had gone through as well. I needed you, and you didn't seem to feel that same need for me.
We began drifting apart with every step you took away. We became worse people when we were around eachother. Communication didn't exist in our relationship, and the unresolved thoughts and feelings began building a wall, brick by brick. The wall built between you and I gradually managed to completely seperate us.
I felt rejected and alone, back to where I was when you were abducted.
And for that, I cannot forgive you.
It's been a month since we've spoken eacother. I wanted things to work out, but I've learned that this is greater than us. I've learned that what we shared was a fragile thing, too complicated to last.
Today I returned home from work only to find four new messages on my machine.
I want to believe that you are yourself again, that your spirit has somehow been restored. That we could go back to the day when our partnership was matchless, and raise this child together.
I want to believe, but I can't.
"Is everything okay, Dana?" he asked, concerned.
"Everything's fine John," I assured him.
I pressed the delete button hesitantly.
I decided that some things are better left unsaid.
I don't want to hurt any longer.
THE END ...
ok...I wasn't exactly sure on the John part I added..I couldnt decide if I should take it out or not. Tell me what you think!
Feedback!
~*Jess*~
