Title: Picture Perfect
Author: tua
Category: 155 words
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Spoilers: not really, just some post Existence assumptions
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I think about her constantly. I may never see her again, never see them
again, and if I were a different man I might let go of the memories, to try
to make another life without them. But I could no more give up on them than
I could remain to see them endangered by my presence.

At night I dream of her in my arms, her breathing presence beside me, her
love sustaining me.

I wake in the mornings and try to imagine her morning. She probably rose
many hours before my sleepy eyes have even opened. I imagine her in the
almost light of pre-dawn, holding Will in her arms as his cries abate,
allayed by warmth and sustenance, becoming contentment and sleepy pleasure
for them both. I see her smile down at him, and imagine her wishing that I
could see this miracle she holds.

I can Scully. I see it perfectly.


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