Title: Simultaneous Rhythms
Author: DramaPhile [email protected]
Category: Story, Scully POV, MSR, and general sweetness...
Rating: G
Spoilers: DeadAlive
Summary: "For too long I was worried, even after you improved, that I'd end up with a healthy, alive human vegetable for a partner, but here you are, sense of humor and all."
Disclaimer: Although CC's been acting like a fic writer as of lately, I can't take credit for his stories or his characters... not mine, don't sue me!
Notes: Gawd, I've turned into a regular fic machine! 3 finished fanfics in a week, who'd a thunk it possible!! And this one's actually happy!!! My best friend thinks I've been replaced by an alien clone now that I've gotten out of my angsty streak... go figure. It's a bit cheesy and sweet and short, considering I wrote it early yesterday morning. Hope you enjoy it!! On with the show!!
Simultaneous Rhythms
By DramaPhile
Your heart beats loudly in my ear, thumping heavily against your ribs, sending shivers down my spine. For too long, I was worried, even after you improved, that I'd end up with a healthy, alive human vegetable for a partner, but here you are, sense of humor and all.
I could spend forever listening to its steady rhythm, listening to the corresponding beep on the monitor, feeling the warmth of your breath against my ear, but your voice breaks the rhythm.
"How long have I..."
"Six months." I reply, "We buried you 3 months ago"
I can practically see the wheels turning in your head as you process all this information.
A though brings a suppressed giggle to my lips.
"What?"
"I was just wondering if there was a world record for most death certificates revoked. I imagine that county clerk's office won't be too happy about having to revoke yours *again*"
You smile slightly and I watch your eyes examine my face.
"What happened?"
"You were in the woods with Skinner and you disappeared. A couple of days later, the Alien Bounty Hunter showed up dressed as you and tried to abduct Gibson Praise. He eventually- Oh!"
A tiny foot kicks the inside of my belly.
A look of fear-confusion- crosses your face at my response, so I gently take your hand and place it on the spot where she kicks furiously.
Suddenly, you notice my expanding waistline and your eyes grow wide at the sight.
I know the unasked questions in your mind.
"I had another spell of vertigo while you were in Oregon and I blacked out. I found out when I awoke in the hospital. I guess it wasn't the flu after all."
You chuckle as your daughter kicks against your palm.
"She likes you already."
"She?"
"I found out this morning." I can't keep from smiling.
"You're going to have a daughter," you say, as if the words are exotic to you. I place my hand on yours and squeeze gently.
"We're having a daughter."
Your eyes meet mine and half grinning, half laughing, you repeat my words as the idea of fatherhood develops in your mind.
And in that tiny moment, suddenly my life is complete again.
"I told you never to give up on a miracle."
For once in my life, I don't care that I was wrong.
~fin~
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Author: DramaPhile [email protected]
Category: Story, Scully POV, MSR, and general sweetness...
Rating: G
Spoilers: DeadAlive
Summary: "For too long I was worried, even after you improved, that I'd end up with a healthy, alive human vegetable for a partner, but here you are, sense of humor and all."
Disclaimer: Although CC's been acting like a fic writer as of lately, I can't take credit for his stories or his characters... not mine, don't sue me!
Notes: Gawd, I've turned into a regular fic machine! 3 finished fanfics in a week, who'd a thunk it possible!! And this one's actually happy!!! My best friend thinks I've been replaced by an alien clone now that I've gotten out of my angsty streak... go figure. It's a bit cheesy and sweet and short, considering I wrote it early yesterday morning. Hope you enjoy it!! On with the show!!
Simultaneous Rhythms
By DramaPhile
Your heart beats loudly in my ear, thumping heavily against your ribs, sending shivers down my spine. For too long, I was worried, even after you improved, that I'd end up with a healthy, alive human vegetable for a partner, but here you are, sense of humor and all.
I could spend forever listening to its steady rhythm, listening to the corresponding beep on the monitor, feeling the warmth of your breath against my ear, but your voice breaks the rhythm.
"How long have I..."
"Six months." I reply, "We buried you 3 months ago"
I can practically see the wheels turning in your head as you process all this information.
A though brings a suppressed giggle to my lips.
"What?"
"I was just wondering if there was a world record for most death certificates revoked. I imagine that county clerk's office won't be too happy about having to revoke yours *again*"
You smile slightly and I watch your eyes examine my face.
"What happened?"
"You were in the woods with Skinner and you disappeared. A couple of days later, the Alien Bounty Hunter showed up dressed as you and tried to abduct Gibson Praise. He eventually- Oh!"
A tiny foot kicks the inside of my belly.
A look of fear-confusion- crosses your face at my response, so I gently take your hand and place it on the spot where she kicks furiously.
Suddenly, you notice my expanding waistline and your eyes grow wide at the sight.
I know the unasked questions in your mind.
"I had another spell of vertigo while you were in Oregon and I blacked out. I found out when I awoke in the hospital. I guess it wasn't the flu after all."
You chuckle as your daughter kicks against your palm.
"She likes you already."
"She?"
"I found out this morning." I can't keep from smiling.
"You're going to have a daughter," you say, as if the words are exotic to you. I place my hand on yours and squeeze gently.
"We're having a daughter."
Your eyes meet mine and half grinning, half laughing, you repeat my words as the idea of fatherhood develops in your mind.
And in that tiny moment, suddenly my life is complete again.
"I told you never to give up on a miracle."
For once in my life, I don't care that I was wrong.
~fin~
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