Title: Thoughts and Driving Rain
Author: Amber
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Category: UST, vignette
Rating: G
Summary: What is on the minds of our intrepid duo during a trip in the driving
rain?
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       It was raining. She traced the raindrops with her fingers as they hit the
window pane and slowly advanced, gradually growing as they met up with other
water droplets on the glass. She picked a droplet and followed its erratic
pattern until it rolled out of sight. In a twisted sense, she had always liked
it when it rained. It was as if the earth was echoing her disdain. Similarly,
the rain reminded her that an outpour of emotions could be substantiated once in
awhile. Even the universe took a break from its neutral demeanor at times, with
none other than a gloomy outpour of despair.
       She took her gaze away from the raindrops on the window, and focused it
on the man sitting next to her in the driver's seat. She eyed him intently as he
fiddled with the wipers. She watched as he attempted to clear the fog which
gattered on the window, clouding his view. He eventually sighed with
resignation, sitting back and shuffling in his seat. He stared directly ahead,
concentrating on the stretch of road before him. Without shifting his gaze, he
spoke aloud. "What are you thinking, Scully?"
       She pondered the question for a second before responding. "Nothing,
Mulder." She lowered the volume of her voice and added "Nothing that you would
be interested in, anyway." She didn't know if the last statement held particular
truth, but she expressed it nonetheless. In actuality, the fact was that she
wasn't about to relay her thoughts to him.
       He turned to face her for a brief second. "Why would you assume that I
wouldn't be interested?"
       She did not respond to the subject in question. Instead, turning to face
her partner, she asked "Mulder, what are you thinking?"
       He grinned. "I was wishing that this rental package included a
temperature regulator for the car to prevent the windows from fogging up on me
like this." He sighed, and continued, his voice taking on an edge of sincerity.
"Well, that and the fact that I have put myself through so much in this life.
It's as if I have walked to the edge of a cliff. Scully, it's no one's fault but
my own that I am here ... but here I stand. Some days, Scully ... the days when
nothing is just and the whole word is crashing around our ears ... that is when
I am teetering; teetering on the very edge of the cliff and the gravel beneath
my feet is crumbling. Scully, on those days I know I am only seconds from losing
my footing and falling into the black abyss. I can nearly feel the cold darkness
enveloping me. Yet, something beckons me. A silent voice resonates through my
thoughts, pleading with me to hold on. Scully, I look up from that black abyss
and see nothing but your face. You are standing just 
out of reach on the other side of the cliff. That is when I know
everything will be fine. On those horrible days, I will hold on ... because,
Scully, I know I have something to live for." He paused for a brief second.
"That," he concluded "is what I was thinking."
       Scully was completely touched by her partner's honesty. She felt a
satisfied glow within her and a smile slowly spread across her face.
       Mulder did not turn to face his partner. He had no need to do so. He knew
she was smiling.

                                      ~~~~***THE END***~~~~