Title: Just a Normal Kid
Author: Becka F.
Written: October 2001
Classification: V
Rating: G
Spoilers: Existence
Keywords: baby
Disclaimer: William is the product of a union between a certain pair of FBI Agents. Can you name them?

Summary: That's all I am.

That's all I am.

I don't know why they think I'm any different. I've got ten fingers, ten toes. I don't have any special powers. I can't move things with my mind. I can't see into the future, and I really couldn't tell you what you're thinking right now.

For crying out loud, I can barely move objects with my own limbs yet.

I have two parents: both are human. Imagine that.

I was conceived in love, and borne from a woman whom, I'll admit, was once told that she could never have a child. But that doesn't make me less human, does it?

I have a heart. I can smell and I can taste. And I swear, I would be able to hear a pin drop from a mile away. I know when to cry, and I know when to laugh. I know when to be afraid, and I know when I am safe and nothing in the world can touch me.

I can feel. I feel love. I love Mama and Dad. Their love is all I know, and all I know how to do is love them back.

I know that I'm wanted, and I know that me being here means so much to them.

I'll admit, the word 'miracle' may seem foreign to some. It's one of those magnificent words that doesn't require an explanation. It is what it is, and all you can do is leave it at that.

Why does everyone refuse to leave it at that?

Doesn't explaining my existence using the word 'miracle' seem a little more plausible than deeming me some sort of paranormal phenomenon?

With everything so wrong in the world, isn't it refreshing to know that for once, something that defies every conceivable explanation made the lives of two people so much better?

I don't know a lot of people yet, but I can almost guarantee there are no two people in this world who deserve this more than my parents. I know it seems redundant, but haven't they been through enough? I can see the sadness in Mama, even when she's happy. And I can still see the pain in Dad's eyes the day that I last saw him.

It doesn't have to be like this.

I want to scream at them all. I'm normal! Just look at me!

It's all you have to do.

Just look at me.

You'll see that I'm normal.

You'll see that I'm just like you.

So until the day when I can prove to you all that I am just a normal kid, I'll remain trapped in my own silent world, praying that this miracle will have a happy ending.

Miracles usually do.

At least that's what Mama tells me every day.

Season 9 worries me.

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