Prologue
He made love to the cloudy eyed female. He didn't even know her name. He sent her out of the room after she collected her clothes. He got up and pulled his garments on just as a sharp knock sounded at the door.
"Enter" he barked, raking a hand through his auburn hair. The door slid open and Marcus, his adviser, walked in.
"Sir, more have been captured. What do you wish to do with this bunch?" Marcus asked, handing the disregarded garments to his King.
"I'll be there shortly to speak with them," he replied. Marcus nodded and walked briskly to the door. "
Oh, and Marcus?" Marcus stopped short.
"Yes, my King?".
"Make sure they are fed."
Marcus bowed his head and left the room.
Chapter 1
He held her hand tightly, searching her blue eyes. She bit her lower lip and leaned into him. He welcomed the embrace and kissed the top of her head.
"It will be ok" he whispered. To her it sounded more like a question than a statement.
Her mind raced with uncertainty as he broke the embrace and led her down the cold hall. They entered the room and each laid on an examination table. Krycek stood in the corner, holding Mulder's gaze.
"You are doing the right thing Mulder." Mulder turned his head to the other corner of the room where the Lone Gunmen stood. They smiled their encouragement.
Scully nervously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She looked at Mulder and followed his gaze to the empty wall across the room.
"Mulder", she whispered. He looked at her with tears in his eyes. His heart thumped wildly. They stared held each other's gaze until the doctors entered the room.
They went to her first and she swallowed back a sob as they slid the needle into her arm. He watched her eyes roll into the back of her head as a sharp pain stuck his arm. Everything went black.
A Doctor shook his head at the scenario. "Thirty-five years", he muttered, shaking his head. He helped the team move the couple to the cryo-cubaters. He prayed to the heavens that this worked.