TITLE: Forgotten Past (1/3)
AUTHOR: Mel X Lady
RATING: R
CATEGORY: n/a
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SPOILERS: Beyond the Sea, Tunguska/Terma
SUMMARY: Scully is taken by an unlikely acquaintance and learns that part of her past threatens the future.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters mentioned in the following fanfic, CC and 1013/Fox does. I'm not making any money, ::shows wallet with nothing in it::, and CC is. Good for him.
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Scully stood in the middle of the dark room with the blindfold on and her hands handcuffed behind her back. She felt her kidnapper behind her as he slowly circled her. She could feel him put his hand near her face and pull it back quickly, hesitantly. She didn't know what was going on and she truly wasn't sure if she wanted to know.
She tried to open her mouth but found it was gagged. Why hadn't she felt it? Why didn't she feel the pain that she knew he would be inflicting soon? She had felt her gun being taken out of her holster, she knew he would use it, and she didn't like that idea.
She felt him come near her and back off again. She was tired of this, it felt like he had been doing that for hours. Was he tormenting her?
He began to whisper so quietly that she could barely make out the words, but they were familiar enough.
"Somewhere, beyond the sea, Somewhere, waiting for me. Recognize it Scully?"
Scully fought back the weakening sobs she felt come over her body. She weakly started to slump but felt him grab her and make her stand up straight.
"Don't get weak on me, Scully. You've never seem to get weak on me before," her kidnapper growled through his throat at her.
She grunted through the gag she had in her mouth and she tried to gnaw through it but stopped after she felt a sudden force to the back of her head as she quickly fell over and didn't get up.
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Dana opened her eyes slowly as she realized she could see. The blindfold had been removed and so had the gag. She opened her mouth and moved her lips around as she realized how good it felt after being tied up for however long it was. She looked around the room and noticed it was plain, but it had a door. She began to stand up as she realized she was still tied to the chair.
"Damn," she murmured out loud as she tried to rub out of the rope that held her legs and arms to the chair.
"Good morning" a voice said behind her as she quickly turned her head to look at him.
"Ah ah ah, not yet, Scully" he said as she tried to break out of the rope chains that held her hostage.
"When?" she said as she suddenly moved her head over her left shoulder as she tried to see who he was.
"Do you want the blindfold again?" he asked as she stopped and looked toward the door.
"I didn't think so," he finished as he walked behind her and stroked her hair gently.
Normally she would have yelled at him to stop, but he was in control. He was in control of her and wether she lived or died. She felt him move his fingers through her hair and gently pulling through the knots. Scully looked off to the corner of her eye as she noticed he was only stroking her hair with his right hand. She figured that meant he was left handed and was holding the gun or knife in position. He abruptly stopped and she heard him step away behind her. Scully licked her lips slightly as she looked toward the corner of her eye and silently prayed she could see who her kidnapper was or more importantly, a way out.
"So how's Mulder these days? Still as paranoid as ever?" he asked as she felt him stand directly behind her. She slowly moved her eye to the corner of her eye but could only notice he was wearing a black T-shirt with a jacket over it.
She sat quietly as she felt his eyes stare through her.
"Scully, answering would be your best bet right now, the best way to win."
"What do you want to hear?" she asked quietly. It was the first time she'd really spoken since she'd been kidnapped. Her voice was weak and dry.
"The answer to my question would be a nice start."
"Mulder's fine, isn't he?"
"Are you implying I'd ever do something to hurt Mulder?"
"Would you?"
"Mulder's useless to me, it's just someone else who thinks he's useful."
"How useful?"
"Nice try, Scully, 'fraid not though, try again."
Scully straighten her back slightly at the sense of wry humor, it was familiar, and now that she thought of it, the husky voice was familiar too. She tried to control her heart rate as she put the pieces together and realized who was standing right behind her. Her thoughts were interrupted as she felt him place a blindfold over her eyes again.
"Just for a minuet, I'm going to untie you for a minuet, you need something to eat and drink, you haven't had water or food in the last 24 hours."
She nodded as she felt her hands break free of the rope handcuffs and shortly after her legs were free too.
"I can't see." she replied carefully as she felt him pick her up and felt herself being carried from the room.
"You haven't walked in a few days, I doubt you want to risk stumbling into something." he said as she felt his warm breath on her neck.
She nodded gently as she felt him put her feet on the ground gently as she leaned her back against a wall.
"I know you" she whispered quietly as she felt a cup placed in her hands. She sipped it as she realized it was just water, and she doubted he would give her poison when he had so many opportunities to poison her in the past few days. She quickly drank the rest of the water and felt the cool liquid trickle down her throat as she pulled it away from her lips when she was sure nothing was left.
"You liked that, didn't you?" he asked as she realized he didn't hear her earlier.
Scully nodded again as she felt the cup taken away from her hand and a piece of bread replaced the space of the cup. She brought the bread to her lips as she eagerly finished it off.
"I know you" she said, a little louder this time as she prayed she wasn't making a mistake.
"Do you now?"
"I think I do"
"Do you really know anyone, Dana?"
She tilted her head up to his voice when he said her first name. She hadn't been called by her first name for a long time. She had almost forgotten her first name existed.
"Dana, it's been so long since anyone's called you that, hasn't it? Remember your name? Dana. It's a beautiful name, it means Judged By God."
"How?"
"What did I say? If you knew who I was, you'd already judged and wouldn't have learned that I know this much about you, Starbuck."
"Stop it! Please, stop it!" she said as she felt the blindfold begin to come undone when she moved her head toward him. She slowly moved her head forward again as she realized it would only be a matter of seconds before it fell off and she would no longer be blind to the situation.
The blindfold slipped off her eyes and down to the ground. She looked up as she saw her kidnapper for the first time. Scully prepared to jump on him and wrestle him to the ground when she saw his face. His smooth features startled her as she realized how close he was to her and how far away she wanted to be from this man. This man named Alex Krycek.
"Krycek, you rat bastard!" she called out as he looked at her, his eyes slightly wide as he took in that the blindfold had been taken off.
"How the hell did you get that off?" he asked as she looked at him and quickly looked around the room, but noticed the only door was on the other side of the room.
"Krycek, if I could take it off, I would have a long time ago, it fell off. Why the hell am I explaining this to you? Let me go!" she said as her voice became angrier as she ran past him but felt him grab her waist. She cried out as she fell to the ground. She quickly reached her hand out to grab onto the counter to pull herself up, but found a sharp intense pain shoot through her hand as she released something on the counter and sat down on the ground.
Scully looked toward her right hand and realized it was bleeding, she had cut an artery. She leaned against the counter as she realized how dizzy she was. Not sleeping and not eating had taken it's toll on her body as she gave up. She couldn't help it, but it was too much. Being stuck with Alex Krycek and the way she felt, she was lucky she had made it so far. Tears slipped down her cheek as she tried to stifle her sobs. She realized Krycek was still standing there as she glanced up at him. His face was in deep thought, but his eyes were different. They looked concerned as she wrapped her hand in her jacket as she tried to stop the bleeding.
"Here, you should wash that first." he said quietly as she looked up at him and down to her hand. She felt him help her stand up as she allowed him to lead her to the sink. She felt him carefully take her hand out of her jacket and he squirted soap onto her right hand.
"It'll sting for a moment, but you know that, don't you?"
"Krycek-"
"Shhh, let's get you cleaned up" he said as he stood behind her. He turned on the water and placed her hand near the water. She felt him stand directly behind her as he pressed into her slightly as he began to rub the soap into her hand and rinse it out.
"It's not too bad, you cut an artery, but it doesn't need stitches." he whispered into her ear as he dried her hand slowly and looked at her. She still had tears in her eyes as he realized how pale she was.
"Are you dizzy?" he asked as she looked toward him and nodded.
"Come here, then" he said as he helped her walk to a room that looked like a living room. He helped her lie down on a couch as he rested her head on a pillow.
"You're hungry, I'll get you something to eat, you rest for a few minuets."
"Krycek-"
"No, don't say anything, please, just let me help you right now"
Krycek looked back as she nodded slightly and closed her eyes. He nodded, more to himself then to Scully, as he stood up and walked to the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator door and pulled out a package of cheese and another of meat. He stood there and made a Sandwich as he realized she had grabbed the knife. He picked it up and put it in the sink and turned back and finished making her sandwich. He opened up a cabinet and pulled out a box of Band-Aids as he brought it in with him as he walked toward Scully. She opened her eyes as he walked toward her. She hungrily looked toward the Sandwich and slowly shifted her body up so she could eat.
"Wait, let me see your hand--please" he said quietly as she flipped the palm over and allowed him to see it. He opened the box and began to open a Band-Aid. He put it on slowly and creased it as she looked at him. His face had changed to caring and she watched him as he put on two more Band-Aids.
"Here" he said as he handed her the Sandwich. She hungrily picked it up and began to eat it.
"When was the last time I ate?" she asked after she swallowed her first bite and quickly started on the second.
"A few days ago, you've been here for a week."
She looked up to him with a question in her eyes as she slowed down her chewing and waited for him to understand her.
"Yeah, a week, you've only been conscious three times, I doubt you remember the first time."
"What am I doing here?"
"Some plan, they wouldn't even tell me."
"The-"
"Syndicate, yeah, usually I can get one of them to tell me about anything, but he wouldn't this time. The bastards. Anyway, I was suppose to kill you."
"So you drugged me?"
"The first time you woke up, they where here and you woke up, so I hit you, it kept you down for a few more hours, long enough for them to think I killed you and you where-"
"Dead-"
"Yeah, as I said earlier, it was some plan, but I don't know the details, I'm actually grateful they haven't told me the details."
"What about Mulder?"
"Last time I heard, he's still alive."
"When?"
"This morning."
"Krycek, how do I know you aren't lying to me? You've lied so many times in the past-"
"Dana, you're still alive aren't you? I'm feeding you, I just washed your hand and put band aids on it-"
"but you also tackled me."
"I didn't want you getting away, not this time, not when they could shoot you down before you made it out of the building" he said as he took her plate and put it on the coffee table that rested a few feet away from the couch.
"Krycek, if I'm suppose to be dead, and you could kill me, why don't you?"
"I don't know" he said as she looked up at him and then moved her eyes around the room. It was a plain room, alot like the others, but it was home to him, she saw it had a TV tucked away in a corner half way around the room and a travel poster of Russia on the opposite wall. Didn't Mulder mention Krycek was from Russia?
"Are you from Russia, Krycek?"
"My parents where, they wanted to come to America, get a second chance, as with most immigrants. During the Cold War. My dad came and joined the police force, and my mom stayed home with me. We spoke Russian at home until I was at least 6, then my dad started to speak alot of English, and he encouraged my mom to speak it too. So I spoke Russian from 1 to 6, and English since I was 6.
"So you know Russian?"
"Da."
"Yes?"
"Yes" he said as he laughed as she smiled slightly. What about you? What's your past like?
"Not as screwed up as you'd think, I had a fairly happy family, my dad was in the Navy, and my mom stayed home with us. He preposed to her when he came back from the Bay of Pigs, but you know that already,"
"How so?"
"Krycek, do you sing?"
"What?"
"Do you sing? Yes or no?"
"I did in school, it helped me with my English."
"Sing Beyond the Sea for me."
"I'm afraid I don't know it."
"Liar, I heard you singing it earlier."
"Scully, I've never heard the entirely, I don't know how it starts, and I haven't sang since I was 18."
"You son of a bitch, how dare you!" she said as she stood up and felt a rush of dizziness run over her body.
"Scully!" he called out as she stumbled toward the door but felt him stand behind her as she held her left hand on the door.
"How do I know you're not lying to me about this too? Did you kidnap me on your own free will?"
"No!"
"I don't trust you."
"How do I make you trust me?"
She turned around and looked at him. He looked at her as she loosened her grip on the door knob.
"I heard someone singing, who else could it have been?"
"I don't know Scully, you've been drugged on those Sleeping Pills, I'm sorry to say, but you probably dreamt it" he said quietly as he led her back to the couch.
"I couldn't, it was so real, it-"
"Shh, I know, I've had dreams like that before" he said as he helped her to the couch.
He rested her head on a pillow as he smoothed her hair out by saw her visibly shift back. He stopped and turned around.
"Scully, you go ahead and get some real sleep, it's late."
"How late?"
"Almost 2 am," he said as she nodded and closed her eyes. He smiled slightly as he went back to his kitchen and rinsed water over the knife with the drying blood.
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Scully slowly opened her eyes and felt the sunlight stream through the windows and onto her body. She shifted her eyes around the room and slowly began to remember everything from the previous day, including Krycek and the stories he had told her. Her eyes moved around the room and she was startled when she saw him sitting at the edge of the couch, reading a magazine. She closed her eyes slightly and looked at him. He looked so innocent as his eyes scanned the page and slowly turned it.
Scully shifted her body slightly as he looked up and fixed his eyes on her. She opened her's again and made eye contact. She had never truly noticed it before, but his eyes where similar to a cat's. They where green with touches of amber near the pupil. The sun that fell into the white room highlighted them perfectly as she stared at them, fixated, unwilling to move until he did.
"Good Morning," Krycek said as he broke the silence and Scully sat up and held her head slightly.
"Good Morning," she replied as she looked around the room.
"Bathroom's in the other room and I grabbed some clothes out of your closet before I got you."
"Got me?"
"You don't remember, do you?"
"No."
"Go take a shower, I'll tell you when you come back out," he said as she nodded and stood up. He watched her carefully as she walked toward the small hallway that led to his bedroom and bathroom.
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Scully wrapped a towel around her body as she opened the door and walked into the bedroom, which turned out to be the room she was in earlier. She just didn't see the bed behind her or the dresser that rested next to it. Scully picked up a pair of jeans and a white shirt that Krycek had picked up for her. She searched her memory, trying to remember how long she was gone or if Mulder would look for her. Of course Mulder would look for her, he had searched for her so many times before, but of course, Krycek had the power to make it appear that she was dead. What if he had somehow convinced everyone she was dead? That she was gone and they shouldn't dare search for her body. She shook the thoughts from her mind as she pulled the shirt on and slipped the jeans on as she walked toward the living room.
Krycek looked up as she walked in and smiled slightly. She didn't smile as she sat down on the far corner of the couch and looked at him.
"What did you tell Mulder?"
"Nothing."
"Why hasn't he started looking for me?"
"He is, I received the call while you where in the shower, but he can't find you, you can't talk to him."
"Why?"
"I told you last night, you are suppose to be dead."
"So I'm just suppose to give up my life so you won't die?"
"So Mulder won't die, or Skinner."
"They could kill us anyway, but they haven't!"
"NOW they will!" he said, quickly lowering his voice and starting again,
"You are closer to the truth, now, more then ever, and they aren't afraid to stop you anyway they can, even if that means death."
"So you faked my death?"
"Yes," he said as he stood up and walked toward her. He watched her stand up and step away from him.
"Scully-"
"No, Krycek, no, don't start this, I have to talk to Mulder, I have to!" she said as she felt him slam her into the wall. It wasn't as painful as he could have done it, but he needed to get his point across.
"Scully," he breathed into her ear as she felt him hold her against the wall.
"Scully, I'm sorry, you can't talk to Mulder, you mustn't, not now, not until I say you can, If I say you can. I'm not going to hurt you, but if they find out you *are* still alive, I will *have* to. Understood?"
She nodded as he looked at her and stepped back.
"Good."
"Krycek, you never gave me a straight answer though, why haven't you killed me?"
He shrugged slightly and thought about it.
"I'm not sure, I couldn't do it," he said quietly as she nodded and stepped toward him.
"Hungry?"
"A little."
"Come on then, let's get something to eat."
She nodded again and followed him.
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Scully sat across the table from Krycek and looked at him. He blew gently on his serving of Chicken Noodle soup as Scully looked at hers and picked up a spoon full.
"So, I'm going to stay here for the rest of my life?" she asked. It was a question that had been nagging at her for the last few hours and she needed to ask it.
"I've been thinking about that, alot" he said quietly as she looked at him and back down to her soup.
"And?"
"And, I'm trying to think if I could send you somewhere else, like another country, give you your freedom-"
"My freedom? Krycek, I don't want a new life in another country, I just want to be able to go back to work and be with Mulder."
"and I'm afraid that you can't do that, another choice would be to get you another identity, and change you slightly, like your hair color and give you colored contacts, send you somewhere and let you practice medicine."
"Krycek-"
"Scully. I'm sorry, but going back to your old life is just out of the question. Even if you where to be unassigned to the X-Files, they'd kill you for what you know."
She sighed as she slumped back, defeated. She knew she didn't want to hear the answer to her question, but she needed to ask it.
"You might as well-"
"Don't finish that sentence. Dana, don't you dare finish that sentence. I would have thought you'd know how precious life was by now, I've learned, oh God have I learned" he said as she looked at him, startled at the words that came out of his mouth.
"Why is my life so precious now? I don't have Mulder. I don't have my freedom, I don't even have power to step out side the front door!" she said as she stood up and walked to the cabinet and picked up a cup as she turned on the facet and filled the cup.
"Dana-"
"No, Scully."
"Scully, listen, I was going to run to your apartment today to get some clothes, would you like to come with me?"
"Yes" she said before she had time to think about it.
"Alright, but you have to do everything I tell you, no matter what."
She nodded in agreement as she put down her glass and followed him.
"Here" he said as he handed her a long coat, hat, and sunglasses.
She slipped the coat on and put the hat on.
"Wait" he said as she stopped and he walked behind her. She felt him gently place strands of her hair into her hat as she buttoned the trench coat up and put the sunglasses on. She watched him quickly put on his jacket, hat and sunglasses. She also watched as he picked up a gun and put it in a hip holster.
"Krycek?"
"When we're on the streets, you must hold my hand or hang on my arm, smile, act like we're a couple. Our story is we're visiting someone on the same floor as you if we're stopped in your building, you'll give the name if it comes to that," he said as she watched him open the door and reached his left arm toward her but stop. He pulled it back quickly and moved his head to indicate for her to follow him. She quickly stepped behind him as he shut the door and they began to walk down the hallway toward the elevator. He extended his right arm to her left and took her hand. She couldn't help but feel a slight sensation as he squeezed his hand around hers and they stepped into the elevator.
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Scully was glad she had the sunglasses on, since she hadn't seen sunlight in what had been about a week.
"What do I call you?" she asked quietly as she leaned onto his arm and he looked at her.
"Ryan, and you're Annie," he said quietly as she nodded and pulled away from his arm but kept her fingers intertwined with his.
She looked toward the street as she felt him quickly pull her to him as they ducked into a alley. She looked at him as he ran to the end of the alley and looked up at the brick wall.
"Come here, I'll help you jump over."
"What? You're crazy! We can walk over there from here, we don't need to jump the wall."
"Believe me, we 'need' to jump the wall, now." he said as she realized the urgency in his voice. She walked over to him as he helped lift her over the eight foot wall. She quickly sat ontop and reached her hand down.
"You're kidding."
"How else are you going to get up?" she snapped back as he shrugged and took her hand. He quickly pulled himself up to the wall as she grunted quietly as he sat next to her on the wall.
"Jump" he said quietly as he slipped down and landed gracefully on his feet. Scully slipped down and landed next to him.
"What the hell was that about?" she asked as he took her hand again and they ran to the edge of the alley.
"I'll tell you in a minuet, we're almost to your apartment."
"You live that close to me?"
"Shh, we're going back out." he said as they walked down the sidewalk and approached her apartment a few minuets later.
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Scully pushed the lock into her door and turned it. She opened the door and stepped in as Krycek followed her. She took off her sunglasses and watched as he shut the door and locked it.
"Krycek, why did we jump that wall?" she asked as she walked toward her bedroom and looked at him as he stood in the living room.
"I saw someone that we don't especially want to see right now" he said as she nodded and went into her closet. He walked into the doorway of her bedroom and leaned against the frame.
"How long do we got?" Scully called out as she stepped out of the closet and physically stopped as she realized he was in the same room with her.
"As long as you need."
"So what am I packing for? Life?"
"Well, we'll have to take clothes out in moderation in the next few weeks, so if they do investigate the place, they won't notice."
"Okay." she said as she stuffed a few pairs of jeans and shirts into a bag along with other articles of clothing.
Dana stopped as she felt tears weld up in the corner of her eyes again. She quickly wiped them away as she felt Krycek stare at her.
"Sorry," she whispered as she looked up at him and expected cold eyes, but was relieved to find the caring eyes she had seen when she had cut her hand and he washed it for her.
"I understand, it's okay," he said as she sighed heavily and stepped out of the closet.
"Take all the time you need, we shouldn't really leave until later tonight, around ten and later." he said as she looked at him and nodded.
"Thank you."
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Krycek blinked his eyes as he realized he had fallen asleep. He quickly jumped up as he became disoriented for a moment. Alex sighed as he remembered he was in Scully's apartment, and he had fallen asleep on the couch. He walked into her bedroom and stopped as he saw her asleep in her bed, arms hugging a pillow under her chin and against her chest. He looked at his watch and realized it was 4 am. The sun would be rising soon and they needed to leave.
"Scully," he said from the doorway as he waited for a reaction. He sighed slightly as he walked over to her and looked down on her gentle body. She looked so innocent and he wondered why she was being treated this way by the syndicate. She didn't know anything about the truth, she and Mulder where off, but aparahently, they where dangerous and he needed to take care of them.
He kneeled in front of her and looked at her face.
"Scully," he said louder but she still didn't move. He wasn't sure what compelled him to do what he did next, but just something inside of him forced him to do it. He leaned toward her face and gently brushed his lips against her's. She fluttered her eyelashes as she looked at him and felt him as he quickly brought his lips away from her and stood back up.
"Scully, it's almost dawn, we both fell asleep, we have to go." he said as she sat up and looked at him.
"Krycek?"
"I don't know, I'm sorry."
"No, it's okay" she said as she tried to stop herself. What on earth was she saying? It was okay? This man, who she hated more then anyone else on earth, had just kissed her. Why did she dare think it was okay?
He nodded as he picked up her bag and swung it over his left shoulder. She stood up and looked at her bed for what could have been the last time.
"Is there any chance of me ever coming back?" she asked as he looked at her.
"There's always a chance" he said quietly as she nodded and reluctantly folded her quilt.
"Bring it with you."
"What?"
"The quilt, bring it with you."
"Alright, thank you."
"You're welcome."
Scully folded the quilt quickly and rested it next to her chest.
"Let's go," he said quietly as she looked back to her apartment and followed him toward the door. She locked it from the inside as she followed him and shut the door behind them.
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Forgotten Past (2/3)
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AUTHOR: Mel X Lady
RATING: R
CATEGORY: n/a
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SPOILERS: Beyond the Sea, Tunguska/Terma
SUMMARY: Scully is taken by an unlikely acquaintance and learns that part of her past threatens the future.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters mentioned in the following fanfic, CC and 1013/Fox does. I'm not making any money, ::shows wallet with nothing in it::, and CC is. Good for him.
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Scully stood in the middle of the dark room with the blindfold on and her hands handcuffed behind her back. She felt her kidnapper behind her as he slowly circled her. She could feel him put his hand near her face and pull it back quickly, hesitantly. She didn't know what was going on and she truly wasn't sure if she wanted to know.
She tried to open her mouth but found it was gagged. Why hadn't she felt it? Why didn't she feel the pain that she knew he would be inflicting soon? She had felt her gun being taken out of her holster, she knew he would use it, and she didn't like that idea.
She felt him come near her and back off again. She was tired of this, it felt like he had been doing that for hours. Was he tormenting her?
He began to whisper so quietly that she could barely make out the words, but they were familiar enough.
"Somewhere, beyond the sea, Somewhere, waiting for me. Recognize it Scully?"
Scully fought back the weakening sobs she felt come over her body. She weakly started to slump but felt him grab her and make her stand up straight.
"Don't get weak on me, Scully. You've never seem to get weak on me before," her kidnapper growled through his throat at her.
She grunted through the gag she had in her mouth and she tried to gnaw through it but stopped after she felt a sudden force to the back of her head as she quickly fell over and didn't get up.
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Dana opened her eyes slowly as she realized she could see. The blindfold had been removed and so had the gag. She opened her mouth and moved her lips around as she realized how good it felt after being tied up for however long it was. She looked around the room and noticed it was plain, but it had a door. She began to stand up as she realized she was still tied to the chair.
"Damn," she murmured out loud as she tried to rub out of the rope that held her legs and arms to the chair.
"Good morning" a voice said behind her as she quickly turned her head to look at him.
"Ah ah ah, not yet, Scully" he said as she tried to break out of the rope chains that held her hostage.
"When?" she said as she suddenly moved her head over her left shoulder as she tried to see who he was.
"Do you want the blindfold again?" he asked as she stopped and looked toward the door.
"I didn't think so," he finished as he walked behind her and stroked her hair gently.
Normally she would have yelled at him to stop, but he was in control. He was in control of her and wether she lived or died. She felt him move his fingers through her hair and gently pulling through the knots. Scully looked off to the corner of her eye as she noticed he was only stroking her hair with his right hand. She figured that meant he was left handed and was holding the gun or knife in position. He abruptly stopped and she heard him step away behind her. Scully licked her lips slightly as she looked toward the corner of her eye and silently prayed she could see who her kidnapper was or more importantly, a way out.
"So how's Mulder these days? Still as paranoid as ever?" he asked as she felt him stand directly behind her. She slowly moved her eye to the corner of her eye but could only notice he was wearing a black T-shirt with a jacket over it.
She sat quietly as she felt his eyes stare through her.
"Scully, answering would be your best bet right now, the best way to win."
"What do you want to hear?" she asked quietly. It was the first time she'd really spoken since she'd been kidnapped. Her voice was weak and dry.
"The answer to my question would be a nice start."
"Mulder's fine, isn't he?"
"Are you implying I'd ever do something to hurt Mulder?"
"Would you?"
"Mulder's useless to me, it's just someone else who thinks he's useful."
"How useful?"
"Nice try, Scully, 'fraid not though, try again."
Scully straighten her back slightly at the sense of wry humor, it was familiar, and now that she thought of it, the husky voice was familiar too. She tried to control her heart rate as she put the pieces together and realized who was standing right behind her. Her thoughts were interrupted as she felt him place a blindfold over her eyes again.
"Just for a minuet, I'm going to untie you for a minuet, you need something to eat and drink, you haven't had water or food in the last 24 hours."
She nodded as she felt her hands break free of the rope handcuffs and shortly after her legs were free too.
"I can't see." she replied carefully as she felt him pick her up and felt herself being carried from the room.
"You haven't walked in a few days, I doubt you want to risk stumbling into something." he said as she felt his warm breath on her neck.
She nodded gently as she felt him put her feet on the ground gently as she leaned her back against a wall.
"I know you" she whispered quietly as she felt a cup placed in her hands. She sipped it as she realized it was just water, and she doubted he would give her poison when he had so many opportunities to poison her in the past few days. She quickly drank the rest of the water and felt the cool liquid trickle down her throat as she pulled it away from her lips when she was sure nothing was left.
"You liked that, didn't you?" he asked as she realized he didn't hear her earlier.
Scully nodded again as she felt the cup taken away from her hand and a piece of bread replaced the space of the cup. She brought the bread to her lips as she eagerly finished it off.
"I know you" she said, a little louder this time as she prayed she wasn't making a mistake.
"Do you now?"
"I think I do"
"Do you really know anyone, Dana?"
She tilted her head up to his voice when he said her first name. She hadn't been called by her first name for a long time. She had almost forgotten her first name existed.
"Dana, it's been so long since anyone's called you that, hasn't it? Remember your name? Dana. It's a beautiful name, it means Judged By God."
"How?"
"What did I say? If you knew who I was, you'd already judged and wouldn't have learned that I know this much about you, Starbuck."
"Stop it! Please, stop it!" she said as she felt the blindfold begin to come undone when she moved her head toward him. She slowly moved her head forward again as she realized it would only be a matter of seconds before it fell off and she would no longer be blind to the situation.
The blindfold slipped off her eyes and down to the ground. She looked up as she saw her kidnapper for the first time. Scully prepared to jump on him and wrestle him to the ground when she saw his face. His smooth features startled her as she realized how close he was to her and how far away she wanted to be from this man. This man named Alex Krycek.
"Krycek, you rat bastard!" she called out as he looked at her, his eyes slightly wide as he took in that the blindfold had been taken off.
"How the hell did you get that off?" he asked as she looked at him and quickly looked around the room, but noticed the only door was on the other side of the room.
"Krycek, if I could take it off, I would have a long time ago, it fell off. Why the hell am I explaining this to you? Let me go!" she said as her voice became angrier as she ran past him but felt him grab her waist. She cried out as she fell to the ground. She quickly reached her hand out to grab onto the counter to pull herself up, but found a sharp intense pain shoot through her hand as she released something on the counter and sat down on the ground.
Scully looked toward her right hand and realized it was bleeding, she had cut an artery. She leaned against the counter as she realized how dizzy she was. Not sleeping and not eating had taken it's toll on her body as she gave up. She couldn't help it, but it was too much. Being stuck with Alex Krycek and the way she felt, she was lucky she had made it so far. Tears slipped down her cheek as she tried to stifle her sobs. She realized Krycek was still standing there as she glanced up at him. His face was in deep thought, but his eyes were different. They looked concerned as she wrapped her hand in her jacket as she tried to stop the bleeding.
"Here, you should wash that first." he said quietly as she looked up at him and down to her hand. She felt him help her stand up as she allowed him to lead her to the sink. She felt him carefully take her hand out of her jacket and he squirted soap onto her right hand.
"It'll sting for a moment, but you know that, don't you?"
"Krycek-"
"Shhh, let's get you cleaned up" he said as he stood behind her. He turned on the water and placed her hand near the water. She felt him stand directly behind her as he pressed into her slightly as he began to rub the soap into her hand and rinse it out.
"It's not too bad, you cut an artery, but it doesn't need stitches." he whispered into her ear as he dried her hand slowly and looked at her. She still had tears in her eyes as he realized how pale she was.
"Are you dizzy?" he asked as she looked toward him and nodded.
"Come here, then" he said as he helped her walk to a room that looked like a living room. He helped her lie down on a couch as he rested her head on a pillow.
"You're hungry, I'll get you something to eat, you rest for a few minuets."
"Krycek-"
"No, don't say anything, please, just let me help you right now"
Krycek looked back as she nodded slightly and closed her eyes. He nodded, more to himself then to Scully, as he stood up and walked to the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator door and pulled out a package of cheese and another of meat. He stood there and made a Sandwich as he realized she had grabbed the knife. He picked it up and put it in the sink and turned back and finished making her sandwich. He opened up a cabinet and pulled out a box of Band-Aids as he brought it in with him as he walked toward Scully. She opened her eyes as he walked toward her. She hungrily looked toward the Sandwich and slowly shifted her body up so she could eat.
"Wait, let me see your hand--please" he said quietly as she flipped the palm over and allowed him to see it. He opened the box and began to open a Band-Aid. He put it on slowly and creased it as she looked at him. His face had changed to caring and she watched him as he put on two more Band-Aids.
"Here" he said as he handed her the Sandwich. She hungrily picked it up and began to eat it.
"When was the last time I ate?" she asked after she swallowed her first bite and quickly started on the second.
"A few days ago, you've been here for a week."
She looked up to him with a question in her eyes as she slowed down her chewing and waited for him to understand her.
"Yeah, a week, you've only been conscious three times, I doubt you remember the first time."
"What am I doing here?"
"Some plan, they wouldn't even tell me."
"The-"
"Syndicate, yeah, usually I can get one of them to tell me about anything, but he wouldn't this time. The bastards. Anyway, I was suppose to kill you."
"So you drugged me?"
"The first time you woke up, they where here and you woke up, so I hit you, it kept you down for a few more hours, long enough for them to think I killed you and you where-"
"Dead-"
"Yeah, as I said earlier, it was some plan, but I don't know the details, I'm actually grateful they haven't told me the details."
"What about Mulder?"
"Last time I heard, he's still alive."
"When?"
"This morning."
"Krycek, how do I know you aren't lying to me? You've lied so many times in the past-"
"Dana, you're still alive aren't you? I'm feeding you, I just washed your hand and put band aids on it-"
"but you also tackled me."
"I didn't want you getting away, not this time, not when they could shoot you down before you made it out of the building" he said as he took her plate and put it on the coffee table that rested a few feet away from the couch.
"Krycek, if I'm suppose to be dead, and you could kill me, why don't you?"
"I don't know" he said as she looked up at him and then moved her eyes around the room. It was a plain room, alot like the others, but it was home to him, she saw it had a TV tucked away in a corner half way around the room and a travel poster of Russia on the opposite wall. Didn't Mulder mention Krycek was from Russia?
"Are you from Russia, Krycek?"
"My parents where, they wanted to come to America, get a second chance, as with most immigrants. During the Cold War. My dad came and joined the police force, and my mom stayed home with me. We spoke Russian at home until I was at least 6, then my dad started to speak alot of English, and he encouraged my mom to speak it too. So I spoke Russian from 1 to 6, and English since I was 6.
"So you know Russian?"
"Da."
"Yes?"
"Yes" he said as he laughed as she smiled slightly. What about you? What's your past like?
"Not as screwed up as you'd think, I had a fairly happy family, my dad was in the Navy, and my mom stayed home with us. He preposed to her when he came back from the Bay of Pigs, but you know that already,"
"How so?"
"Krycek, do you sing?"
"What?"
"Do you sing? Yes or no?"
"I did in school, it helped me with my English."
"Sing Beyond the Sea for me."
"I'm afraid I don't know it."
"Liar, I heard you singing it earlier."
"Scully, I've never heard the entirely, I don't know how it starts, and I haven't sang since I was 18."
"You son of a bitch, how dare you!" she said as she stood up and felt a rush of dizziness run over her body.
"Scully!" he called out as she stumbled toward the door but felt him stand behind her as she held her left hand on the door.
"How do I know you're not lying to me about this too? Did you kidnap me on your own free will?"
"No!"
"I don't trust you."
"How do I make you trust me?"
She turned around and looked at him. He looked at her as she loosened her grip on the door knob.
"I heard someone singing, who else could it have been?"
"I don't know Scully, you've been drugged on those Sleeping Pills, I'm sorry to say, but you probably dreamt it" he said quietly as he led her back to the couch.
"I couldn't, it was so real, it-"
"Shh, I know, I've had dreams like that before" he said as he helped her to the couch.
He rested her head on a pillow as he smoothed her hair out by saw her visibly shift back. He stopped and turned around.
"Scully, you go ahead and get some real sleep, it's late."
"How late?"
"Almost 2 am," he said as she nodded and closed her eyes. He smiled slightly as he went back to his kitchen and rinsed water over the knife with the drying blood.
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Scully slowly opened her eyes and felt the sunlight stream through the windows and onto her body. She shifted her eyes around the room and slowly began to remember everything from the previous day, including Krycek and the stories he had told her. Her eyes moved around the room and she was startled when she saw him sitting at the edge of the couch, reading a magazine. She closed her eyes slightly and looked at him. He looked so innocent as his eyes scanned the page and slowly turned it.
Scully shifted her body slightly as he looked up and fixed his eyes on her. She opened her's again and made eye contact. She had never truly noticed it before, but his eyes where similar to a cat's. They where green with touches of amber near the pupil. The sun that fell into the white room highlighted them perfectly as she stared at them, fixated, unwilling to move until he did.
"Good Morning," Krycek said as he broke the silence and Scully sat up and held her head slightly.
"Good Morning," she replied as she looked around the room.
"Bathroom's in the other room and I grabbed some clothes out of your closet before I got you."
"Got me?"
"You don't remember, do you?"
"No."
"Go take a shower, I'll tell you when you come back out," he said as she nodded and stood up. He watched her carefully as she walked toward the small hallway that led to his bedroom and bathroom.
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Scully wrapped a towel around her body as she opened the door and walked into the bedroom, which turned out to be the room she was in earlier. She just didn't see the bed behind her or the dresser that rested next to it. Scully picked up a pair of jeans and a white shirt that Krycek had picked up for her. She searched her memory, trying to remember how long she was gone or if Mulder would look for her. Of course Mulder would look for her, he had searched for her so many times before, but of course, Krycek had the power to make it appear that she was dead. What if he had somehow convinced everyone she was dead? That she was gone and they shouldn't dare search for her body. She shook the thoughts from her mind as she pulled the shirt on and slipped the jeans on as she walked toward the living room.
Krycek looked up as she walked in and smiled slightly. She didn't smile as she sat down on the far corner of the couch and looked at him.
"What did you tell Mulder?"
"Nothing."
"Why hasn't he started looking for me?"
"He is, I received the call while you where in the shower, but he can't find you, you can't talk to him."
"Why?"
"I told you last night, you are suppose to be dead."
"So I'm just suppose to give up my life so you won't die?"
"So Mulder won't die, or Skinner."
"They could kill us anyway, but they haven't!"
"NOW they will!" he said, quickly lowering his voice and starting again,
"You are closer to the truth, now, more then ever, and they aren't afraid to stop you anyway they can, even if that means death."
"So you faked my death?"
"Yes," he said as he stood up and walked toward her. He watched her stand up and step away from him.
"Scully-"
"No, Krycek, no, don't start this, I have to talk to Mulder, I have to!" she said as she felt him slam her into the wall. It wasn't as painful as he could have done it, but he needed to get his point across.
"Scully," he breathed into her ear as she felt him hold her against the wall.
"Scully, I'm sorry, you can't talk to Mulder, you mustn't, not now, not until I say you can, If I say you can. I'm not going to hurt you, but if they find out you *are* still alive, I will *have* to. Understood?"
She nodded as he looked at her and stepped back.
"Good."
"Krycek, you never gave me a straight answer though, why haven't you killed me?"
He shrugged slightly and thought about it.
"I'm not sure, I couldn't do it," he said quietly as she nodded and stepped toward him.
"Hungry?"
"A little."
"Come on then, let's get something to eat."
She nodded again and followed him.
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Scully sat across the table from Krycek and looked at him. He blew gently on his serving of Chicken Noodle soup as Scully looked at hers and picked up a spoon full.
"So, I'm going to stay here for the rest of my life?" she asked. It was a question that had been nagging at her for the last few hours and she needed to ask it.
"I've been thinking about that, alot" he said quietly as she looked at him and back down to her soup.
"And?"
"And, I'm trying to think if I could send you somewhere else, like another country, give you your freedom-"
"My freedom? Krycek, I don't want a new life in another country, I just want to be able to go back to work and be with Mulder."
"and I'm afraid that you can't do that, another choice would be to get you another identity, and change you slightly, like your hair color and give you colored contacts, send you somewhere and let you practice medicine."
"Krycek-"
"Scully. I'm sorry, but going back to your old life is just out of the question. Even if you where to be unassigned to the X-Files, they'd kill you for what you know."
She sighed as she slumped back, defeated. She knew she didn't want to hear the answer to her question, but she needed to ask it.
"You might as well-"
"Don't finish that sentence. Dana, don't you dare finish that sentence. I would have thought you'd know how precious life was by now, I've learned, oh God have I learned" he said as she looked at him, startled at the words that came out of his mouth.
"Why is my life so precious now? I don't have Mulder. I don't have my freedom, I don't even have power to step out side the front door!" she said as she stood up and walked to the cabinet and picked up a cup as she turned on the facet and filled the cup.
"Dana-"
"No, Scully."
"Scully, listen, I was going to run to your apartment today to get some clothes, would you like to come with me?"
"Yes" she said before she had time to think about it.
"Alright, but you have to do everything I tell you, no matter what."
She nodded in agreement as she put down her glass and followed him.
"Here" he said as he handed her a long coat, hat, and sunglasses.
She slipped the coat on and put the hat on.
"Wait" he said as she stopped and he walked behind her. She felt him gently place strands of her hair into her hat as she buttoned the trench coat up and put the sunglasses on. She watched him quickly put on his jacket, hat and sunglasses. She also watched as he picked up a gun and put it in a hip holster.
"Krycek?"
"When we're on the streets, you must hold my hand or hang on my arm, smile, act like we're a couple. Our story is we're visiting someone on the same floor as you if we're stopped in your building, you'll give the name if it comes to that," he said as she watched him open the door and reached his left arm toward her but stop. He pulled it back quickly and moved his head to indicate for her to follow him. She quickly stepped behind him as he shut the door and they began to walk down the hallway toward the elevator. He extended his right arm to her left and took her hand. She couldn't help but feel a slight sensation as he squeezed his hand around hers and they stepped into the elevator.
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Scully was glad she had the sunglasses on, since she hadn't seen sunlight in what had been about a week.
"What do I call you?" she asked quietly as she leaned onto his arm and he looked at her.
"Ryan, and you're Annie," he said quietly as she nodded and pulled away from his arm but kept her fingers intertwined with his.
She looked toward the street as she felt him quickly pull her to him as they ducked into a alley. She looked at him as he ran to the end of the alley and looked up at the brick wall.
"Come here, I'll help you jump over."
"What? You're crazy! We can walk over there from here, we don't need to jump the wall."
"Believe me, we 'need' to jump the wall, now." he said as she realized the urgency in his voice. She walked over to him as he helped lift her over the eight foot wall. She quickly sat ontop and reached her hand down.
"You're kidding."
"How else are you going to get up?" she snapped back as he shrugged and took her hand. He quickly pulled himself up to the wall as she grunted quietly as he sat next to her on the wall.
"Jump" he said quietly as he slipped down and landed gracefully on his feet. Scully slipped down and landed next to him.
"What the hell was that about?" she asked as he took her hand again and they ran to the edge of the alley.
"I'll tell you in a minuet, we're almost to your apartment."
"You live that close to me?"
"Shh, we're going back out." he said as they walked down the sidewalk and approached her apartment a few minuets later.
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Scully pushed the lock into her door and turned it. She opened the door and stepped in as Krycek followed her. She took off her sunglasses and watched as he shut the door and locked it.
"Krycek, why did we jump that wall?" she asked as she walked toward her bedroom and looked at him as he stood in the living room.
"I saw someone that we don't especially want to see right now" he said as she nodded and went into her closet. He walked into the doorway of her bedroom and leaned against the frame.
"How long do we got?" Scully called out as she stepped out of the closet and physically stopped as she realized he was in the same room with her.
"As long as you need."
"So what am I packing for? Life?"
"Well, we'll have to take clothes out in moderation in the next few weeks, so if they do investigate the place, they won't notice."
"Okay." she said as she stuffed a few pairs of jeans and shirts into a bag along with other articles of clothing.
Dana stopped as she felt tears weld up in the corner of her eyes again. She quickly wiped them away as she felt Krycek stare at her.
"Sorry," she whispered as she looked up at him and expected cold eyes, but was relieved to find the caring eyes she had seen when she had cut her hand and he washed it for her.
"I understand, it's okay," he said as she sighed heavily and stepped out of the closet.
"Take all the time you need, we shouldn't really leave until later tonight, around ten and later." he said as she looked at him and nodded.
"Thank you."
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Krycek blinked his eyes as he realized he had fallen asleep. He quickly jumped up as he became disoriented for a moment. Alex sighed as he remembered he was in Scully's apartment, and he had fallen asleep on the couch. He walked into her bedroom and stopped as he saw her asleep in her bed, arms hugging a pillow under her chin and against her chest. He looked at his watch and realized it was 4 am. The sun would be rising soon and they needed to leave.
"Scully," he said from the doorway as he waited for a reaction. He sighed slightly as he walked over to her and looked down on her gentle body. She looked so innocent and he wondered why she was being treated this way by the syndicate. She didn't know anything about the truth, she and Mulder where off, but aparahently, they where dangerous and he needed to take care of them.
He kneeled in front of her and looked at her face.
"Scully," he said louder but she still didn't move. He wasn't sure what compelled him to do what he did next, but just something inside of him forced him to do it. He leaned toward her face and gently brushed his lips against her's. She fluttered her eyelashes as she looked at him and felt him as he quickly brought his lips away from her and stood back up.
"Scully, it's almost dawn, we both fell asleep, we have to go." he said as she sat up and looked at him.
"Krycek?"
"I don't know, I'm sorry."
"No, it's okay" she said as she tried to stop herself. What on earth was she saying? It was okay? This man, who she hated more then anyone else on earth, had just kissed her. Why did she dare think it was okay?
He nodded as he picked up her bag and swung it over his left shoulder. She stood up and looked at her bed for what could have been the last time.
"Is there any chance of me ever coming back?" she asked as he looked at her.
"There's always a chance" he said quietly as she nodded and reluctantly folded her quilt.
"Bring it with you."
"What?"
"The quilt, bring it with you."
"Alright, thank you."
"You're welcome."
Scully folded the quilt quickly and rested it next to her chest.
"Let's go," he said quietly as she looked back to her apartment and followed him toward the door. She locked it from the inside as she followed him and shut the door behind them.
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