Fic: Can't Argue (Doggett/Reyes)
Title: Can’t Argue
Fandom: The X Files
Characters: Doggett/Reyes
Prompt: #007 Untruth
Word Count: 212
Rating: PG
Notes: Written using prompts from drabble123.
“He’s lying to you, don’t you see it? He’s hooking you in with his untruths and you’re letting him,” John insists. He takes his hands from his waist and crosses them over his chest instead. His eyes hold promise that what he says is in fact the truth and that their suspect merely has a way with words. That is the way of it, he is certain.
No one could possibly be ‘in congress with the devil’ in any physical sense, as was being suggested. It was outright stupid to believe that. He’d never been much into the paranormal, but that much, he knows. It’s a thing of absolute certainty in his mind. It’s impossible.
Monica sends him one withering glance and he very nearly decides to reconsider. “Maybe you’re right or maybe you’re wrong. It doesn’t matter either way. We’re here to catch a murderer. That’s all I’m trying to do.” Her determination is unyielding.
John shrugs, still not believing her but unwilling to argue any more. “Well, I guess I can’t argue with that.” He lets their differences in belief drop and continues to keep an eye out for that little clue that would allow him to say ‘I told you so’. It will come. He’s sure it will come.
Fandom: The X Files
Characters: Doggett/Reyes
Prompt: #007 Untruth
Word Count: 212
Rating: PG
Notes: Written using prompts from drabble123.
“He’s lying to you, don’t you see it? He’s hooking you in with his untruths and you’re letting him,” John insists. He takes his hands from his waist and crosses them over his chest instead. His eyes hold promise that what he says is in fact the truth and that their suspect merely has a way with words. That is the way of it, he is certain.
No one could possibly be ‘in congress with the devil’ in any physical sense, as was being suggested. It was outright stupid to believe that. He’d never been much into the paranormal, but that much, he knows. It’s a thing of absolute certainty in his mind. It’s impossible.
Monica sends him one withering glance and he very nearly decides to reconsider. “Maybe you’re right or maybe you’re wrong. It doesn’t matter either way. We’re here to catch a murderer. That’s all I’m trying to do.” Her determination is unyielding.
John shrugs, still not believing her but unwilling to argue any more. “Well, I guess I can’t argue with that.” He lets their differences in belief drop and continues to keep an eye out for that little clue that would allow him to say ‘I told you so’. It will come. He’s sure it will come.