TITLE: Devils, Angels and Saints (1/1) EMAIL: nychen@gatech.edu WEBSITE: http://nychen.com/xf/ CATEGORY: Vignette (Angst, Story, Romance, UST, MSR) RATING: R-violence, profane language, etc. SUMMARY: Scully and Mulder experience a car-ride of 'Surfacing.' SPOILERS: none DISCLAIMER: i don't own anything except this story. ARCHIVE: post anywhere just remember to give me credit and links WRITTEN: 11.14.97 LAST UPDATED: 03.04.02 [ DEVILS, ANGELS and SAINTS // Part 1 of 1 ] === BUILDING A MYSTERY Creating or forming something altogether different and unknown without sacrificing any indifference, of which can be comprehended. "I doubted what I once knew, but even this became unearthly, and my world of order and my world of understanding soon collapsed. Thus, I was alone." === In the darkness of the night, a gleaming silver Ford Taurus rushed by, passing the sign - "Welcome to Georgia." It was only a few hours after the deep decension of the sunset, that the future and moments ahead, were to collide and destroy two lives. Two lives having grown and developed together into a sensing dramatic relationship, in which both persons know all they had shared with each other. They even sensed the things they did not share. This was a truth the woman and man treasured, this was a truth about to be shattered. A truth so desperate and desiring, it was going to split each person, taking the man from the woman, and leaving her only with woe. A sinking gloom of destruction was upon them, and the car drove on. Speeding toward its destination, but going nowhere. Speeding towards its death, but going where fate led them. "Look, Mulder. I don't know why you keep insisting that these, these two boys are not just normal high school teenagers who are playing a stupendous prank on each other!" "Scully, how could you possibly think that when all the evidence of the scars and bruises, and the detailing of their alibis? I mean, you DID examine them, didn't you? "That's exactly the point. I doubt the efficiency of their detailed story coincides with any of the real facts. So far, neither alibi has turned out positively truthful." "Truthful?! You want the truth?! The truth is that there just is no proof supporting that either of our theories are justified, but most likely, the weight of such an event happening lies on my sides. I don't understand why YOU can't try to see MY side of things..." By now both residents of the silver Taurus were flaring, and the woman eyed the man driving. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, venting his anger onto the leather covering. The woman sought to say something, but no words came. She sought to look the man in his eyes, but the man just drove. The relaxing ride in the car had now become an infuriating ride in a roller coaster, and the silence pierced the night sky. It had been a long week and the day just seemed to drag on forever. Scully and Mulder had been handling cases all month. But this time, a new case of two Georgian boys who mysteriously appeared after disappearing for several week was taking their toll on the partner's sanity. The boys were both returned to their camping trip site, of which was their original taking ground. It had happened somewhat unknown, seemingly the eighteen and nineteen year old boys were in the woods, and they were scheduled to report home a week later. But that week never came. Upon their reappearance, a fellow woodsman had discovered the boys, naked and in dangerous vital conditions. The woodsman was thoroughly questioned and investigated, but nothing turned up and nothing connected him to such a dramatic event. Of the two boys, the eighteen year old named Steven Dixon, was taken to the county hospital, examined and was found to have a virus in his blood. The resident doctors were helpless to any of the specifics of the virus, they only knew that as each day passed, and each second ticked away on the clock of life, the more the boy's condition deteriorated. And just ten days later after his return, the Dixon boy had died. The other boy, Matthew Filkin, was taken to the same hospital, but his condition was only harsh compared to his friend's. with a severely hydrated fluidic system, a regressed memory and blinded sight in his right eye, along with some enkindling scars, the Filkin boy survived. Even with interview after interview with the local police, the local CDC [Center of Disease Control] and the local GBI, nothing turned up. Not one shred of fact, not one shred of evidence; not one shred of memory, not one shred of truth. The investigation stood at a standstill, until it was passed onto an Agent named Fox Mulder. As the silence took over the entire atmosphere of the intensity between the man and the woman, a chance of fate allowed the couple to regret their hurtful words. But no one took this chance, no one spoke. And soon, the chance changed into the chains of reaction that led to the findings of devils, angels and saints. === I LOVE YOU Persistence of the desire to want someone, something all the time, as it builds into a characteristic of lust and one day, need. "When I thought of your brow and its finesse, and your eyes and its glare, and your tears that fell; I knew instantly and all at once, that the feelings I have for you, are real and I wanted to make you a part of my life, forever." === Mulder kept his eyes looking ahead, not wanting to see that his words had any effect on the passenger. He decided he would not want to, and did not have time to deal with it, at least not until after the case was over. He knew traveling always put a tension between their partnership, whether closer or further tension was beyond his thoughts at the moment. =How does she expect me to drive like this? This madness is damaging both of us, and the case. Two boys' lives have been destroyed, and now this. I wish...I wish, I came alone." With a skillful glance over to the right, Mulder expected Scully to respond with her own skillful glance of hate. =Her raised eyebrow always makes me feel...= But when Mulder caught sight of Scully, she had all but emotions of hate. Instead a restrained tear had rolled down her cheek and soon fell into her lap, onto her hand, still clasped. =My God, I'm...I'm so sorry, Scu-= "Mulder! Watch out!" Having forgotten his present, Mulder had focused in on Scully. Her pain, her dedication to him, her life was his as his hers. Having failed to keep his eyes on the road, Mulder's steering sideswiped the metal railings. This caused the car to head towards a hilly downward hole, and the sparks from the swipe had Scully screaming with helplessness. Mulder heard her scream, and he quickly returned his stare onto the black pavement of the road, but it was too late. The car resumed to tumble and roll down the hill, following a straight-lined path into serrated rocks and jagged tree branches. The silver Ford Taurus, with its four doors reached the end of the hill just as soon as it had begin. Its four doors were no longer doors, the frames were torn and smashed inward, the ceiling had collapsed and the edges of the car swore its revenge on the passengers inside. There was glass everywhere, displaced into a million pieces; the bumper held no protection for the front of the car, it now was bent and crooked and halfway through the side of the front tire. The silence that was between the partners was now nothing more than just innocent calls through the darkness of the night. "Sss..." "Sssss..." "Sss-Scully...ughhhh..." And the darkness took the last breathe of the man who had more than just hate in his mind...but now his mind grew dark and his tried uttered words mingled into the sounds of nature, the sounds of fate lost. === SWEET SURRENDER Allow the meaning of a life meant in bitterness and a life meant in the cruelty of others, and soon the richness of a sorrow not left behind will follow. "Senses are given to free the boundaries that bind us together, and without giving freedom up, make sense of the risks that you take to have what you never will." === The night sky held no thunder. The night sky held only the shattered lightning that struck and brightened the darkness. Then the rain began to pour. His bones ached. His head traumatized. But his mind was clear. His own safety came second nature to him, someone flooded his instinct, and he called out. "Scully?" unsure of himself, he was hoping she was far better off than he was now. He was wrong. Mulder turned his head, pounding at his temples were the realization of what reality had in store. The slight quick turn, snapped his neck and he yelped in pain. The headache blurred his vision, but next to him, he saw her. === ADIA Failure means to accomplish what one never had a reason to succeed at, what one never had a reason to believe to achieve. "And the symbols of giving and receiving passed, the mindless thoughts, the gracious words, were no longer accepted, but rejected and taken for granted." === Lightning stole the sky, and flashed an epiphany of color. Through the developing fog, the car remains were a bearable sight, a wicked outcast in the natural presence of a storm. The glow from the lightning emitted briefed upon a face, and the man finally saw his lady in the shackles of mercy. Her face taken and scarred by the glass, her hair blown by the wind, her blood smeared by the rain, and her life weakened by - him. "Scully?! Oh my god..." Mulder shook in his seat, still belted in. He desperately and hurried unbuckled his seat belt, and his body flipped on top of the car ceiling. The sudden jolted landing bruised his body more. His ribs hurt and his now panic-stricken breathing stung his lungs. He was sure that his physical state was fine, or at least enough to allow himself the strength to fight the dying mercy of another. The impact of the steering wheel racked Mulder's chest and arching his back damaged it more. But he cursed at his pity pain, and concentrated on his partner. "Look, I'm going to reach over and unbuckle you, Scully...This may hurt a little." Talking was useless, but Mulder knew it kept him sane. For the moment, it stopped him from chattering his teeth. The wind was picking up speed, and the rain poured harder as time ticked by. The lightning kept it promise, to light the way to hope, but hope wasn't always so easy to attain. === DO WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO Maintaining a stability to do what one must, and to do it with esteem and power to recognize that every action is a step to never letting go. "Existence is knowing the possibilities of impossibilities." === When the belt unclicked, her limp body fell weightless towards her legs and her teeth knocked against her knees, cutting her lips. The blood began to flow from her mouth. "Damn!" Mulder hadn't paid any attention to what the consequences of freeing his partner would do, but now it was too late. Her body now rested on top of his arm, trapping it between her stomach and lap. Also, with her forward lean, Mulder could see that the a few shards of the car metal had managed to jab themselves into her side. He twisted his body, ignoring the wretched difficulty in breathing. And as he did, he felt something slip from his shoulder. The feeling sent chills down his spine. Mulder directed his eyes to look - a hand. Scully's hand. It was stretched across from the passenger side over to the driver's side, and had rested on his shoulder. She must've reached out...for help...for protection...for me. Tears of anger and sadness bellowed in his eyes, mixing with the rain. He retrieved his right hand, pulling it slowly from Scully, and brought it to touch upon her hand. Her skin was soft, but cold and motionless. Mulder's muscles tensed. Touching her was ever so delicate, and this moment of permission was pressuring. He wished her fingers to move, to instill in them a life more wonderous and more so than it was now. Then it happened. A sign. A moan. "Hmuh..." He flinched. His body awakened, and the darkness seemed to fade. Mulder took in a breath, and opened his mouth, tasting the rain. "Scully! Scully, are you okay?" His hand tightly squeezed hers unknowingly, his body gave itself time to heal itself as his mind decided, that he never again wanted to be alone. === WITNESS Viewpoints affect the truth, the truth affects the points of view. "What was once beautiful and rare, can always be treasured in the mental aspect, but the physical aspect is ever-changing, and one always remembers this at last glance." === The rain dumped more tears from heaven onto earth. It dripped faster and faster, harder and harder, making the lives of two persons worth living, something significant. As his heart pumped more blood into him, Mulder gave a low sigh and a thankful cry to the Rainmaker, not knowing that this was his closest enemy, especially Scully's. Another moan. "Scully...I'll get us out of here. Just hang on." He waited for another moan, another sign. But he heard none. What he heard next brought his hands to his ears. The loud clap of thunder sounded and rang throughout the land. It shook the ground beneath and the dread returned. Releasing his ears, Mulder clenched his jaws and clamped his teeth, ready to move his tortured body once again. He wrestled against the disappearing vision and the water drenching his sight. After minutes passed, Mulder flung the driver side door open. The creaking tingled in his eardrums, and the thudding sound when the door fell to the grass relaxed Mulder. =Finally.= Mulder thought to himself, as he stole one last glance at his partner before he pushed himself out of the seat. The rain drops were growing bigger, and they attacked his body as it they were intentionally aimed at him. Mulder laid himself out on the ground, opening out from underneath him, his aching arms and legs. He stretched out and let out a scream, a cry of the guilt. The guilt that he brought upon his partner. This time, he was the only witness to his own crime. Once again, he failed to keep her safe. To keep her. === DEVILS MATTHEW 4:8 "Again, the devil took him to a very high mountain, and showed him all the kingdoms of the world and the glory of them; and he said to him, "All these I will give you, if you will fall down and worship me." === === ANGELS II PETER 2:4 "God did not spare the angels who sinned, but cast them down to hell and delivered them into chains of darkness, to be reserved for judgment." === === SAINTS "The unlocking of the Abyss releases a horde of depraved demons upon mankind. So save yourself." === BLACK AND WHITE FULL OF GRACE LAST DANCE [ END ] [ DEVILS, ANGELS and SAINTS // Part 1 of 1 END ]