From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org
Date: 8 Apr 2004 13:04:30 -0000
Subject: New: Two Women, One Man (1 of 1) PG by Vickie Moseley
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Two Women, One Man
by Vickie Moseley   

I can't turn my head to see, but I hear her thoughts and her
footsteps.

Diana.  Et tu Brute?

Her thoughts are at war with her words and I struggle to separate the
two strands before they are forever tangled in my mind.

"I know what's happened to you.  I know what you're suffering from.  
I've been sitting back and watching."

At least that much is true.  But her thoughts betray the gentle caress
she tries to put in her tone of voice, the touch of her hand on mine.

'He's so weak, so helpless.  It would be so easy to end it all.  But
he's necessary, necessary to the project.  How one so fragile can be
such a keystone to the greater good has to be the ultimate irony.  
Almost most ironic than the fact that the one man I ever thought I
loved would be the one man I would be required to destroy.'

Ah, there it is, at long last, the truth.  Scully, where are you?  I
owe you several 'I told you so's.  You tried so hard to warn me, even
risked destroying our friendship in your efforts to save me from my
own stupid fantasies.  How could I have ever imagined that this woman,
this Judas, had loved me?

"I know you know about me . . ."

Damn straight, Diana.  I know all about you now.  This disease, this
curse has had one bright spot.  I finally saw the light.  I finally
realize what you have been all along.  How could you do this to me?

"That my loyalties are not just to you . . . but to a man you have
grown to despise."

'A man who has turned the wheels of your life for far longer than you
could imagine.'

I know that, too, Diana.  I can see it in your mind and it's shooting
the light right down to your heart.  Your empty heart.

"You have your reasons, but as you look inside me now, you know I have
mine . . .

'He rescued me from a dead end existence.  He dragged me up from the
bottoms of the career ladder, promised me everything I dreamed -- an
important position, travel, excitement.  And when I grew lonely, he
even gave me you.  You were never meant to be more than a sex toy,
Fox.  I rue the day I let you as close as I did.  I should never have
allowed myself to become attached.'

"Fox . . . Fox, I love you.  I have loved you for so long.  You know
that, too."

'Say anything, anything he needs to hear.  He has to live, he has to
keep breathing, long enough to fulfill the project.'

Go, Diana, just go.  I can't die, I wish I could.  I wish I could end
this charade.  I would do anything to stop you and your 'owner' from
using me as your lab rat, your organ donor.  If I could move, I'd kill
myself and end all your aspirations.

"And I won't let you die . . . to prove what you are, what's inside
you.  There's no need to prove it.  It's been known for so long."

'Your whole life.  Everything has led to this day.'

My god.  My entire life has been a lie.

"Now we can be together."

Only in hell, Diana.  Only in hell.

She kisses my forehead and smiles.  She leaves me alone and the room
grows quiet again.  I use every ounce of strength I have to follow her
departure with my eyes.  I hear the echo of her thoughts as she enters
the hallway.

'I did my job.  It's over.  Soon it will all be over.  When he's dead
my life will go back to way it was.'

I want to scream, I want to rail against this imprisonment of my body
and mind.  But all I can do is slip back into the darkness.