Title: Memories Author: AV E-Mail: avxfiles@geocities.com Classification: ? Content: Spender!Happy Spoilers: -- Archive: Anywhere, just tell me! Disclaimer: They're not mine. Chris Carter owns them. Summary: Spender is happy, and goes to his favorite childhood place. Author's Note: I need feedback. Drovar, I know you're out there... how was it? Kristina? Meg? -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Memories By AV -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- He was alive. And he was loving every minute of it. It was probably the first time in his life that he had been genuinely happy. It felt strange. But he needed to enjoy the moment, for these things happened (to him) in short intervals. Months apart. But the moment was now. He thought about all those times he had been so cold and unfriendly to Mulder. Just because they both had different opinions about how things should be done. That was the reason wars were started. Differences of opinions. And Agent Scully. Thinking of her made his face light up with joy once again. He had never realized how luck Mulder was to have someone as beautiful and intelligent as Scully with him everyday. He thought that he was lucky just to be in the same building as her. He stopped and sat down along Maryland coast. Whenever he was happy, and wanted to go away and think. This was his place to go to. It was quiet and peaceful. There is no one around to bother you. It was where any happy person would go. The beach. He looked over across the Atlantic Ocean. To see if he could see right across. He had done that since he was kids, with his brother, whenever they went on a family trip to a beach. He would see if they could spot the coast. He brother was older than him, and he always said he could see it. And he believed him. But now he knew the truth. And it didn't bother him in the least. He knew those were happy times, and all he had were the memories. Wonderful, happy memories. And he was happy now. To him, home was where the memories were. The sand felt like heaven on his toes. He kept looking across the horizon. The light, warm air rushing through his hair. He picked up a stone, looked over to the ocean, and launched it in. He was home. ~~AV~~ Feedback!