Title: Awake
Author: Poly
Key words: Mulder/Skinner, slash, but nothing explicit
Rating: PG
Archive: Not right now, thank you.
Disclaimers: Not mine.
Spoilers: None
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Notes: This is a companion piece to Sleep. Even shorter.

I often wake up in the middle of the night. Since I was a child, since I can remember. It's always a strange place, waking up in semi-darkness and the night silence. It's a place when you can hear your sister sleeping long after she has disappeared or you can hear your parents arguing long after nobody's home. You never know whether the good things will vanish or the bad things will stay.

I used to hate it, more than I hated the incidents of insomnia that plagued me occasionally or the nightmares themselves. I know the dreams aren't real and I know what to do when I am too wired to sleep: running is good, sex is better. But I hate not being sure and I hated being there.

But in the end it was in the middle of the night the first time I knew. I opened my eyes and saw him, sleeping beside me, his body slightly turned towards me, knowing in sleep that I was there. He knew what I didn't know and suddenly this was for real, he was going to be here in the morning and in the morning I would still love him even more.

I still wake up in the middle of the night, but it doesn't bother me as much. Walter says it's because I am older, but I know better. I am sure he knows too, although he doesn't say. Maybe in the middle of the night. I for once can wait.

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