Chaud et Froid, la Vie et la Mort
OR En tant Qu'ami, Comme un Amoureux, et en tant que Donateur de la Vie
by Cara S.

Rating: PG
Keywords: A, implied MSR, Scully POV
Classification: V post...."En Ami"..bet you thought I was going to put "Requiem" didn't you? Don't worry...it's not your typical post ep at all.
Spoilers: Well, knowing the responses of the characters in this ep would be helpful
Archive: Yes Spookys, Ephemeral, Gossamer, anywhere!
Feedback: Gwoman003@aol.com
Author's Notes: This piece has a lot of thank yous because this was an experiment..
First off to Saturn...my fellow fanfic consort and great friend...your opinion means more than you could ever guess...thank you for always listening. Jen, girl, you always are there, ready, and waiting! WRITE! Also thanx for being the little voice on my shoulder telling me to write MSR :) And last but not least to my super-beta: Marie! Thanx for the comments!! The wait wasn't that long ;)

 

It's hard dealing with this trust, this love, this lust.

You stare at me.

Your gaze is like a hot shower, comforting me after a tiresome day.

Warming my soul, healing me, awakening a part of me that was long put away.

But I cannot stay in this ecstasy for ever.

I must leave before it wrinkles my armor, and shrivels my last care.

Before I turn into a puddle of existence.

So my instincts turn the opposite knob. Immersing me in a freezing self-conscious. Renewing my armor, strengthening the wall around my heart.

But then you look again.

Your love gives me hypothermia.

I have to prove my strength...prove my ability to both be a lover and a savior.

Once, in a moment of self-martyrdom, I almost lost your gaze forever.

I drove, I drove far away from your partner leash...but not far enough from your soul's intuition.

I gave myself away.

I tried to warm myself.

I got lost in the smoke.

The wool pulled over my eyes...Whatever cliche works best...

I returned with a computer disk...a piece of plastic... Using it as my wounds of crucifixion.

The medical exam proved there was no breaking of the skin.

You wouldn't look at me.

Now I stench.

I'm left neglected and weak.
So this is what it feels like, the feelings of love that I always wanted.

Turn away.

I must look to the sky for another source of water.

 

Continued notes: The translated titles are Heat and cold, Life and Death or As a Friend, Like in Love, and as a Giver of Life..they were inspired by.. of course the title of "En Ami"

 

 

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