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TITLE: Hush (1 of 1)
AUTHOR: Rhetta
RATING: PG
CLASSIFICATION: Vignette
DISTRIBUTION: Anywhere, just let me know.
FEEDBACK: pindaran@hotmail.com
SPOILERS: 'Little Green Men'
DISCLAIMER: Mulder, Scully, and The X-Files aren't mine. They
belong to Chris Carter, 1013, and Fox. You'd think they would
treat
them a little nicer. I sure would.
SUMMARY: They figured that by separating us they could silence
us.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Written for the After The Fact 'Little Green Men'
Episode Challenge.
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There's a moment lost in time
When she says hush
I'm on your side
It's just the two of us
- 'Hush' by Angie Aparo
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They figured that by separating us they could silence us.
Silence our
search for the truth. They just made it so we had nothing left to
lose.
Nothing except each other.
When it happened, when the ax came down, I thought that by
distancing
myself from Scully I could keep her safe from whatever they had
planned next. She could start over. Have a chance for
advancement.
Hunting down little green men with 'Spooky' Mulder would never
give
her that.
I also thought I could somehow continue on without her. Find
the
truth. Find Samantha. All I found though, was a sense of
hopelessness.
Without Scully and her scientific take to focus on all I could
hear
was the endless sounds they surrounded me with. The surveillance
tapes from the latest white-bread case they'd put me on ran
through
my head day after day in a mind-numbing loop.
And I lost my way. Deafened by the noise.
Scully told me not to give up. But what was the point in that?
My
quest was a joke.
I was a joke.
At least George Hale had something to show for his encounters
with his
little green men. Something solid. I didn't even have the X-Files
anymore.
When I got the chance to begin my search again I jumped at it.
I
didn't care about the risks, about if it might be a trap. I only
knew
that if I didn't do something soon I would never find my way
back.
Back to believing in extreme possibilities. In little green men.
Scully told me once that she was afraid to believe. At the
time I
didn't really understand her. For years believing in the
unbelievable
had been a comfort. It had given me hope.
Now I know what she meant.
I had always wondered what would happen if they really came. I
wasn't
delusional about it though. I realized that if I ever got the
chance
to make contact it wouldn't be the end of my quest. My search for
the
truth. I wasn't expecting a 'We come in peace. Here's your
sister.'
moment.
Would have been nice of course, but I wasn't expecting it.
What I was expecting I can't say. All I know is what happened
wasn't
it. Not by a longshot. The fear and blind panic that washed over
me
when I first heard them still comes as a shock to me.
Did Samantha feel that fear too? That blind panic? Is she
feeling it
now?
Is she even alive?
When I brought back the tape I thought I finally had my proof.
Proof
of the existence of extraterrestrials. Proof that my sister still
might be out there somewhere. Enough proof to make Scully
believe.
But all I had was silence.
They had taken away my voice again. Taken away my chance to be
heard.
I felt the noise began to surround me, to overwhelm me.
Then I looked over at Scully and saw the compassion in her
eyes, the
belief. Not in extreme possibilities. Not that the truth was out
there.
In me.
And I realized something. Something I should have known all along.
You can take away a man's voice, silence him, but you can't
take
away his ability to be heard. Not as long as one person can hear
him.
I know now that Scully hears me. Even when I don't make a sound.
No matter what happens next I believe she always will.