START DATE: April 1, 2001 - Present (A Work in Progress)
PAIRING: That really would be telling…
RATING: NC-17 - Angst; Character Death (Minor); Humor; Language; Sexual Content; and Violence.
DISCLAIMER: See Disclaimer Page
ARCHIVE: DO NOT ARCHIVE UNTIL COMPLETE-Thanks.
TIMELINE/SPOILERS:  Semi-canon from Pilot to DeadAlive, and then veers into an Alternative Universe altogether from there.

 
(For the purpose of this story DeadAlive is set in early December of the year 2000.)

AUTHOR’S NOTE:  I started writing this roughly ten minutes after watching DeadAlive on April 1st of 2001.  April Fool’s Day.  For most of that day some friends and I could not help but wonder if Chris Carter was going to drop a bomb.  In a way, he did.  Bringing back Special Agent Fox Mulder from a three month stint in a sealed coffin just about did me in-as far as storylines go, anyway.  However, it was the final expression on Special Agent Doggett’s face in DeadAlive that intrigued my Muse, thereby bringing this story to life.  Though I have written a lot of things since I started this tale, this is my "baby", and I shall continue with it, for as long as the Muse allows.  Updates will be made on a periodic basis.

SUMMARY:  For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin--real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life. ~  Alfred D. Souza

My absolute heartfelt thanks go out to:

Gillian Anderson, Tom Braidwood, Chris Carter, William B. Davis, David Duchovny, Annabeth Gish, Dean Haglund, Bruce Harwood, Laurie Holden, Sheila Larken, Nicholas Lea, Robert Patrick, James Pickens, Jr., and Arlene & Mitch Pileggi, and the rest of the writers, producers, guest-stars, crew and sponsors who made this show possible.

Without all of you, and your brilliant work on this one of a kind series, science-fiction and drama would not be what they are today, and I would never have met certain people in my life.

Thank you!

Tammy D. Aiken-Phillips

Special Thanks to Aussiegrrl, Maineria, Nefarious Scully, Spooky’s Girl, the rest of the ADP Family, and Siberian Skys, for your immense amount of patience with me, as I continue to write this story.  If it were not for your kind words-and critical guidance-over the past three years, I would not have made it thus far.  Instead, I may have simply sent this to the Recycle Bin, hit the Delete key, and regretted it for the rest of my life.

For Nicholas C. Lea.  A great man who both inspires me greatly, and provides me with courage to go after what I want in life; though he has no idea as to how, or why.

For my family, because their continued support as I pursue all of my writing endeavors has been both humbling, and thrilling.

In Loving Memory of Nicholas Miterotonda, III
1972 ~ 1996
Never seen, but always heard…