Title: Hatred Author: Eileen S. Whipple Classification: Poem, A Spoilers: Redux Summary: Bill's POV on Scully's illness and her partner. Disclaimer: CC owns it all. You all know it. Note: This is older, because I just decided to start posting poetry. Inspired by Bill's speech about Mulder's "quest". **Hatred** Written: 2/19/98 I look at you as you leave my sister's room. The hatred I feel is unexplainable. She's dying, my baby sister is dying. She is so frail, so ghostly even as the blood drips from her nostril. How can you put my family through this? I've lost one to your quest. I'm not about to lose another. I can't just sit and watch, watch her fade away. You say you're trying to do something to save her. How can I believe you? You're killing my sister. Comments to: whipples@connect.ab.ca *********************************** *Rock on--ancient queen Follow those who pale In your shadow* -"Gold Dust Woman", Fleetwood Mac *I wake up alone with it all I wake up but only to fall* -"Big Love", Fleetwood Mac Can you guess what group I like?