Path: newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.pas.earthlink.net!elnk-nf2-pas!newsfeed.earthlink.net!newshub.sdsu.edu!postnews.google.com!f14g2000cwb.googlegroups.com!not-for-mail From: "Mareel" Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative Subject: NEW ENT: You Cry 1/1 [R] (A/R) Date: 20 Jan 2005 04:11:21 -0800 Organization: http://groups.google.com Lines: 60 Message-ID: <1106223081.692604.263080@f14g2000cwb.googlegroups.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: 4.242.12.6 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" X-Trace: posting.google.com 1106223085 29167 127.0.0.1 (20 Jan 2005 12:11:25 GMT) X-Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com NNTP-Posting-Date: Thu, 20 Jan 2005 12:11:25 +0000 (UTC) User-Agent: G2/0.2 Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com Injection-Info: f14g2000cwb.googlegroups.com; posting-host=4.242.12.6; posting-account=1x8S4AwAAAAsIaIc_cTPVeKx9cxFO3lH Xref: news.earthlink.net alt.startrek.creative:162008 X-Received-Date: Thu, 20 Jan 2005 04:11:25 PST (newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net) Title: You Cry Author: Mareel Contact: Mareel@earthlink.net Author's URL: www.geocities.com/bdebpr Series: Enterprise Rating:R Status: Complete Codes: Drabble, A/R Archive: Permission to archive granted to ASC*, EntSTCommunity, Others welcome, please ask. Disclaimer: Of course they belong to Paramount, or more likely, to themselves Summary: "...no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief" Author's Notes: This is the fifteenth in a series (sequel to In His Eyes) inspired by the Treksoap Jon and Mal. I'm posting it here for completeness, but it's probably more TS specific than most in this series. Suffice it to say it makes reference to Mal's abduction and Jon's abduction and torture. This one was very difficult for me to write. For Jon... and Malcolm... and Kay, who will know why. The title is from Alanis Morissette's "You Learn" and the summary is from Addison's Cato (act IV, sc. 1). *** You Cry keeping busy... day-to-day routines and extra tasks occupy hands and mind, crowding out other thoughts sometimes... not at night though. people need me... need the captain, mostly. except the children... they need me but I'm not enough for them... not enough for me. the empty bed, the hollow in my heart... my love still there... god, yes... overwhelmingly so sometimes, but surrounded by emptiness where you should be. vivid moments crowd my dreams... us... bodies entangled, loving... then your face fades or mine does... replaced by one that brings a silent scream and I awaken... my pillow wet with unshed tears. *** Finis NewMessage: