The Lambs: Part 3 (1/11) by Lamia (AKA so kiss me goodbye) Rating: PG-13 (violence, strong language) Category: S Spoilers: Seasons 1-9, Fight the Future Keywords: William; Colonization Summary: Liam van de Kamp's life changes the day two FBI agents kidnap him and his parents. Author's Note: The Lambs is a three-part story plus epilogue. The prologue and Parts I (Chapters 1-10) and (Chapters 11-31) were completed between 2008 and 2015, and posted on FFN. Disclaimer: I don't own The X-Files or its characters, and I'm not profiting from this work. Well, not financially anyway. Chapter 32 "Lights will guide you home And ignite your bones And I will try to fix you" Fix You -- Coldplay December 21, 2012 New Mexico "Hello, Sunrise. I'm Liam. You're the fifth sunrise I've seen on this ship. "I'm not afraid of you, Sunrise - just in case you were worried. That's not to say it doesn't get bright in here - but you don't hurt me. I can stare right at you. See? Not even blinking. "You're not really that good, actually. You don't make me feel warm at all. And you're not here long enough to make a difference. I get cold all the way down to my toes. Why did they have to take my shoes and my socks? That's just weird. What do they want with holey old socks anyway? "I suppose you're wondering *why* you're here. I'm wondering that too. I never got a choice. They never ask me if I want to see you. I just wake up and - 'poof' - there you are, shining through the wall or the ceiling, or whatever they call it. "It would be nice if you could say something to me. But you're just like everyone else. You're just like Waterbottle - he never talks - he's just a big drip. Ha! And Nano made fun of me with his little blips and beeps. That wasn't talking. "I miss him. He looked like a Gameboy. Flashlight stays safe in my pocket. They haven't found him yet. But I try not to talk to him. His batteries might run out. "The supersoldiers don't talk ... but some of them could. Sometimes I think they want to talk. Like, if they stayed a little longer something might come out. "But I don't think they're allowed. *They* won't let them. The ones you never see. "*They* let me see you because they're mean. Or they like to show off. They never show themselves - I've never seen them. But they want me to know what they can do. I don't know how they do it - turning the wall transparent. Not like glass - you can see glass. I think they did it first to test me - to see if I'd try escaping. "I won't try that again. I know the ceiling's still there - I've got the bruise on my head to remind me, remember? Won't fool me that way again. I'll throw Waterbottle. He didn't mind last time, did you, Waterbottle? I'm sorry for throwing you. I wanted to see how far you'd go. Not my fault you couldn't make it over the edge of this pie. "Blurgh. You taste worse than yesterday. "What's that? "You don't like being chucked across the room? You don't want to play that game anymore? Who cares what you want, you little ... you little ... -o0o- "Do you reckon metal pie tastes alright, Sunrise? Strange they'd put me in a slice. I suppose it's 'cos the ship is round. Like a saucer. Ellie would say that's cliche. Is she trapped in a slice of pie too? Or Gibson? "*He* might be, but I don't think Jeremiah is. I don't think he was ever on our side. He's one of *them*. "Imagine if you could talk back, Sunrise. What would you tell me? 'Hey, Liam, don't worry, the horizon hasn't changed - we can't be going anywhere.' "But you could be lying. Everyone else does. *She* did. She shouldn't have lied. If she'd told the truth - don't think about that, Liam. Stop thinking about it. Keep talking to Sunrise. "You might not even be real. Maybe they just turned the walls and ceiling into a giant TV screen. Maybe they show me you so that I'll think I have a chance. "What chance? They planned this - Gibson and Jeremiah. They wanted me here. They got me right where they wanted me. "It's okay here, though, I suppose. It's not like this room is a prison, really. A piece of pie with the tip nibbled off. "Maybe they come in here to stargaze. At night, when the walls and roof go invisible, the stars in the sky look so pretty. Unless there are clouds. Then it just looks cloudy. "It would be great if you were a bit warmer. The blankets they gave me aren't thick. And the supersoldiers never listen when I tell them. Even the nice one. At least when she comes, she always brings something hot. She's the one who brought me a cheeseburger. Remember, I told you? It was still warm in its paper bag. And the french fries were crunchy. "I asked her where she got them from - 'cos it's a little strange, don't you think? She just stood there. The way they do. "It would be nice if they said something some time. They can't just leave me here. I mean, no offense, but you and Waterbottle don't have much to say, and I never understood the things Nano said. I tried talking to the walls, but they were zipped up smooth. "That's my secret, see - shush, you won't tell, will you - I have to keep talking. If I stop, all I hear is the silence. That's when I think *they're* listening in. I think they're trying to *get in*. "When they get in, they go through my memories - I know that's what they do. They make memories pop into my head like they're looking for clues. Things like when Mulder and Dr Scully first got to our house and Mulder's phone beeped and they saw the message and looked so shocked. Or when Mr de Rosier rescued us and took us over the pass and Dr Scully kept getting more phone messages. *They* want to know who sent the messages. "I can't let them know. When I talk, they can't get at my memories. "If I talk, I can stop them. "YOU HEAR ME, GRAYS? I CAN STOP YOU. "I can fill the silence. I can sit up. Have you ever heard it so quiet? It's not normal. It's not even dead. Even dead has a sound. No sound means no life or death. I can't even find a spider. Or a germ. There's always supposed to be ger -"