Summary: a nightmare

Notes: gotta read my "Hi!! :^) about my fanfic if you wanna know who my characters are. This is the experimental first in a "dream" series I'm thinking about and I plan to write some more for each character my
fanfic is concerned with. feedback quite welcome, but I'm a beginner so don't diss me too harshly. i promise they'll get more interesting, at least I hope they will :^]

She had saved his life again today.
And he would probably never know.

Seraph turned out the light, and restless slumber took over.
Took over, and the nightmare came again

She stood in a field, watching him, longing, as he watched the horizon.

A song came to her lips; Mulder would not hear, but she sang it all the same. An airplane, a green one, flew across the gray-blue sky; then suddenly it veered downward, and crashed in a burst of red flames not so far away.

She broke out of the song, yelled, "NO! What are you doing?" To whom, that was the Mystery.

Maniacal laughter cackled across the field. And something was going to happen; the very air electrified with terror. She turned to him, where he stood, staring at the UFO as it hovered above him. Mulder outstretched his arms toward the alien craft, welcoming his own destruction.

"NOOO!" Seraph cried, tried to run toward him, but her feet would not obey.

The sky swirled into blackness. A bolt of blue lightning surged from the UFO, striking him, illuminating him in a blaze of blueness. There was no thunder, only J.D.'s laughter.

No! she had to reach him with a cry of earnest fury she broke free from the paralysis, ran, but the space between them grew wider. Evil, this was the work of evil forces "I DENY YOU!!" she screamed at them with merciless determination; the dreamscape shifted, the field fell somewhat into place, she was able to reach him now

Still the blue lightning held him in its glowing grasp; was it too late?

She reached out to help him, to pull him away from whatever evil this was, but then A gunshot rang out, rumbled and shook the air like the thunder that had never come, and yet infinitely more terrible.

UFO and lightning dispersed.

Mulder fell to the ground. Dead.

J.D.'s laughter rang on.

Seraph knelt beside him, unwilling to accept the event.

Scully appeared from nowhere. "What have you done?!" she demanded to know.

Seraph did not look away from him.

*I have failed, failed in my mission*

The impact of the event hit her, tore apart her world, hurled her into an unending blackness of agony she screamed, screamed a universe of anguish at a merciless sky.

She awoke with a start, tense and apprehensive.

Not again. Why the nightmares again?

She did not want to remember it, but it remained vivid and insistent.

Seraph took out a notebook and recorded it, as was her habit. Be they blissful dreams or nerve-wracking nightmares, they always had meanings, and she always found them out.

What about him? What was he dreaming tonight?

She hoped that his dreams were not so disturbing as hers.

Judging by that haunted look his eyes always had, they probably were. She wished how she wished and she would do anything to quell his anguish

When, when would he see that?

Title: Reflections In Slumber II

Author: Mo Mon
Distribution: Sure, forward to ATXC if you think it's worth the trouble.
Archive anywhere **as long as my name and email address stay with it.**
Disclaimer: Whatever.
They're not mine, if you don't know whose they are,
what are you doing reading this?
Okay, so Sesame Street and Winnie the
Pooh aren't mine either, but I don't know whose they are and it's not like
I'm making money off this or anything.
Classification: Vignette - my first attempt at Humor
Rating: Why, I do believe it's a G.
My NC-17 debut is due sometime in
early 1999, so don't hold your breath or anything.
Spoilers: Takes place within or immediately after "Christmas Carol."

Summary: Dana Scully has a very peculiar dream...

"Which one do you want to read tonight, Emily?" asked Dana, starting up her laptop.

"I don't wanna read addennums," Emily whined.

"Why not, sweetie? They're educational."

The washing machine had turned itself on again. Dana sighed, got up and unplugged it.

The words "YOU SUCK" appeared on its door in red letters.

"No! No more addennums!" Emily kicked the bed. "I wanna read Winnie the Pooh."

"The big purple horse ate it, Emily. You know that."

Just then there was a knock at the door. Dana answered it and found her partner standing there. "Mulder. What are you doing here?"

"I can't find it. Is the Truth in here?" Fox looked very puzzled, at least as much as his non-expressive countenance could look.

"I don't think so, why?"

"Because it isn't out there."

"Yes it is," said Dana.

The washing machine was now making a loud mechanical galumping noise.

"Hi Spooky!" Emily shouted.

"Do you know where the Truth is?" Fox asked Emily urgently.

"Yup," Emily replied proudly. "It's on Sesame Street."

"Oh. Okay." Fox turned abruptly and left.

Dana walked back over to Emily, who was now captivated by the big purple horse, who was eating her laptop.

"Hey!" cried Dana.

The big purple horse flattened its ears at her and cantered off through the wall with the laptop.

"There goes another laptop," she muttered.

"You can't use my WizKid," Emily declared. "I don't want no addennums on it."

"Any," Dana corrected as Bill walked into the room.

"Unky Bill!" yelled Emily.

"We're gonna die," Bill announced, as if announcing that another bowl of petunias had fallen from the ceiling.

Emily was intrigued. "Really?"

"How do you know?" demanded Dana.

"Because the guy with the Morley's cigarettes was looking at me weird."

"Don't worry," said Emily brightly. "He does that to everybody."

"Is that why I never have any e-mail?" Bill wondered.

"Emily, you've never even seen the man," Dana pointed out.

"Have too. He was on Sesame Street this morning."

"Oh no! That means they've cloned Prairie Dawn!" With that, Bill dashed out the door.

"And Oscar the Grouch!" Emily called after him. "Run, Unky Bill, run like the wind!"

Several moments later, Dana said to Emily, "Well, maybe you'd rather watch a movie instead."

"No, I wanna watch the dolphins." Emily stood up on the edge of the boat.

"Emily!" Dana warned.

With a fantastic leap, Emily sailed lithely through the air, over the glimmering water, and onto the back of a passing dolphin.

The dolphin swam away with Dana's daughter riding it.

"Emily!" Dana called. "Come back! *Come back!* Emily, COME BACK!"

"Dana?" said a male voice in the dark. "Dana, are you alright?"

William Scully found the light switch and flicked it on.

Dana sat up, rubbed her eyes, shook her head. "Huh? What the...?"

"You were yelling in your sleep."

"Oh." She glanced at the clock. It was three thirteen in the morning. "That was one screwed up dream."

"You're alright?" There was concern in her brother's voice.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay."

Pause.

"They didn't *really* clone Prairie Dawn, did they?"

The End

Hope I got some LOLs there...
Mo Mon
=^)

DDDB - LOMIG - SPIFF - MDL - XFF - ENIGMA

"Curiously enough, the only thing that went through the mind of the bowl of petunias as it fell was Oh no, not again.
Many people have speculated that if we knew exactly why the bowl of petunias had thought that we would know
a lot more about the nature of the Universe than we do now."
- Douglas Adams, _The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy_

My sister: Okay, what is Yoda?
Me: An FBI agent!
My sister: Oh yeah.
This is Federal Agent Yoda Scully...
- when we were reading the Star Wars trivia on a pizza box last year