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Date Posted: 20:36:58 06/26/01 Tue
Author: Islandgirl
Subject: Lone Gunmen Fanfic (P.S. I love this picture, det!)

Title: "Hours on End"
Author: Angela W.
Category: Vignette
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Yves thinks of the words Jimmy used when she visited him in prison. Told in first person, Yves' POV.
Spoilers: Takes place immediately after the Texas prison ep of "The Lone Gunmen"
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. They belong to Chris Carter and 1013 Productions.
Archive: Feel free to archive anywhere.
Feedback: If it's nice or contains *constructive* criticism, feedback is valued.


I've always valued men for their intelligence. That's simply part of who I am, as much of what forms my essential character as my own intelligence or my dark hair. I'm not one to be turned on by a sexy smile or a good-looking body if the mind within has an I.Q. only in the double-digits.
Or so I've always told myself. Lately, though, I find myself spending a lot of time with four very different men. Three of them are highly intelligent, but I don't feel any kind of romantic urges toward them. I've told myself there are reasons for this. Frohike's old enough to be my father, for God's sake. Langley is — even by the standards of the computer geek culture I'm a part of — just plain weird. Byers is is more normal than Langley and younger than Frohike and the only one of them who doesn't openly gawk at my breasts or my butt. I like him better than the other two, but it's "liking" strictly in a platonic sense; he told me once that he has four younger sisters and I think that's the way he looks upon me — as yet another little sister he needs to look out for. If I had a big brother, I'd want him to be like Byers.
Then there's Jimmy. Jimmy is, quite frankly, stupid. Well, maybe that's not exactly true. He's no genius, but he's not *really* a moron. He's just gullible and easily influenced. And. . .sweet. He's definitely a sweet man.
In addition to being overly trusting and nice-natured, Jimmy's good-looking. I don't mean drop-dead-gorgeous, but certainly better than average. He's rich, too. Sometimes I wonder how it is he's still walking around unattached. He's about my age — late 20s — and a woman could do a lot worse than a good-looking, kindhearted, wealthy husband, even if he is a bit of an intellectual lightweight. I mean, if she were a different kind of woman than I am, of course.
That scene in the prison visiting room was certainly an experience. It took him a minute to understand what I was doing, as I knew it would. But once he realized what part he was supposed to play, he really ran with it. I'm surprised by how much he got into it. "Making love for hours on end". . .sheesh!
What surprised me more — although I'd never admit this to anyone — was how much I got into it myself. I've always been acerbic and sharp-tongued. To be — just for a few minutes — the kind of woman who smiled at her incarcerated "husband" and promised to maintain a stand-by-her man loyalty was sort of nice.
I roll over, trying to find a cool spot on the motel room pillow. "Hours on end", my foot! He couldn't really do that.
Or could he?

Author's e-mail addy: tapw63@yahoo.com

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