torch, flambeau@strangeplaces.net
July 1, 2003

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Heaven

Can't you just go away, Mulder thought, putting the pillow over his head to drown out the sound of William crying, go away and be dead and leave me in peace. There's a hole in your head.

There's a hole in your head, too. Krycek was dead, dead and smiling. All your dreams are leaking out. We get bored, Mulder, we came to play.

Mulder tugged the pillow away and sat up, and Scully was sleeping, and William was sleeping, and someone else was crying. Krycek with his arms crossed as though he had two. Never going anywhere again, Mulder.

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