Krycek, Again?
It was really late, almost 12:00, and Allison was having trouble staying awake. She
yawned a few times.
"It happens in a few weeks, I guess." Allison looked at the calendar. "You are going to go
to Oregon because Billy Miles's dad had some sort of abduction experience. You guys go and
Scully get sick, and well Billy Miles and basically everyone else gets abducted by the Bounty
Hunter." Allison paused watching carefully the reaction of the agents; they were stone faced.
"Everyone thinks that they want Scully, and Krycek is sent to Oregon to find the spaceship
because CMS doesn't want it to rebuild its self and leave. And him and that blonde Russian
chick find you two back in DC and well, this isn't really going anywhere." Allison yawned and
tried to remember where she was going with her story, "Oh yeah, anywho to make a long story
short Mulder and Skinner go back to Oregon and Mulder gets abducted." That brought about a
reaction. Mulder and Scully looked at each other in surprise.
"So you think that is what the Syndicate wants?" Scully asked Mulder, who shrugged.
"I'm not sure."
"The Syndicate? What do they have to do with any of this? I was still trying to get to my
point." Allison said indignantly. "Um…where was I going with this? Oh yeah. To make a really,
really, really (whole seasons worth of stuff) story short, Mulder leaves the show."
"All of that just to tell him he's going to leave the show? Hell I could've told him that."
Eric said. "You've just wasted 5 minutes to my life that I'm never going to get back." He said
annoyed.
"Yeah, and what would you have done with those five minutes hun?" Allison retorted.
Eric thought for a second.
"I dunno; I just wanted to give you a hard time."
"Haha, you're funny, Eric." Allison said and sneered at him. Mulder and Scully sat
starting at each other. At a lost for words.
"Do I die?" Mulder asked, at a loss for anything better to say. Allison rolled her eyes.
"No; it almost would have been better if you did." This harbored some strange looks "I
don't mean that I want you to die, because I don't." Allison quickly regained herself. "I mean
that the explanation given was really ridiculous for why you just were no longer on the show."
Allison rattled on doing her infamous hand motions all the while. She was tired and all the self-
control she had during the past day, trying to not seem like a psycho in front of Mulder was
gone.
"So how do I 'leave'?" Mulder asked nonplused.
"Scully and Skinner say you left."
"That's it?"
"Basically. I think they said you were in some sort of danger. Though, it wasn't all that
big of a deal on the show really. I think they handled it badly."
"Whose 'they'?"
"Chris Carter and the other producers and directors."
"So why is this important?" Scully asked not seeing the point Allison never got to.
"Well, the shows stupid without you. (Forgive me Robert Patrick, you're actually really
good on the show!) But they replaced you with Agent Reyes, who bugs me because she's trying
to be you and Dogget's cool, but they forced a 'thing' on him with Reyes too soon before letting
it just flourish." Allison was rambling on again, "I think that the show is losing its ingenuity. The
stories have been told, just end it for God sakes! Not that I want the show to stop, but I think it's
dying out. Kind of like Dynasty did…" Mulder waited until it seemed like Allison was done with
her tangent before talking.
"Well, we think that the Syndicate wants you to tell them something that you know. And
we are just trying to figure out what that thing is." Allison nodded.
"Hum, well I don't know what it could be. They lose their importance in the show. I
guess when CMS dies and Krycek dies there really isn't any enemy left." Allison mused.
"Krycek dies?" Mulder said almost happily. Allison smacked herself on the forehead.
"Opps, shouldn't have said that." Allison then continued, "But, if what you think is right
and I'm suppose to warn you about something, I think I'm suppose to warn you not to go to
Oregon so that you don't get abducted and season 8 will be different." Mulder and Scully
thought this over. Scully turned to Mulder.
"Kind of an anti-climax but that just may be it." Mulder nodded.
"Yeah." He seemed disappointed that it wasn't something more dramatic some terribly
violent death or a new enemy, or even an alien, just his leaving the show.
"So now what? If we told you the right thing, shouldn't we be going home soon?" Eric
asked.
"I don't know. We still haven't figured out why you're here." Mulder said turning to
Eric. "If you're here to protect Allison, I still have yet to see any kind of enemy to attack." Eric
nodded. He wasn't too sure why he was here either.
"Well, let's sleep on it." Scully said getting up and stretching. "I'm going home."
"Wait, what about us? Where are we going to go?" Allison asked.
"You'll have to stay here, I guess." Mulder said, "I don't know where else to have you
stay. I can't ensure you're safety in a hotel." Allison nodded faux-calmly but was screaming on
the inside. It was any X-phile's dream to spend the night at Mulder's. Even though it wasn't
exactly as romantic and well, there wasn't as much 'action' as Allison had dream it was damn
well better than nothing.
"Well, I think I ought to escort Agent Scully home…" Eric said standing up, Allison
grabbed his hand and shoved him back into his seat. Scully smiled, flattered and left.
"Dammit! You always ruin everything!" Eric said once Scully left.
"Like a 30-something will go for a 17 year old high school student." Allison said.
"I could say the same for you." Eric said when Mulder had turned his back. Allison
smacked him.
"Shut up!" She hissed. Eric laughed.
"Well, I don't have any thing for you to sleep on, aside from the couch…" Mulder
thought for a second. "I guess Allison could have my bed and me and Eric can fight for the
couch." Allison was melting in her chair. She smiled brightly.
"Sure; ok." Eric whispered in her ear,
"Hey that bed's big enough for the two of you; just close the door ok." Allison threw a
cushion in his face.
Later that night, after Eric had won the couch with mad arm wrestling skills, and Mulder
'slept' in one of his chair a strange noise was heard from his room. Almost like a muffled
"Umph". He got up and began to walk cautiously towards the door. Before he went and opened,
he grabbed a baseball bat, just in case. He threw open the door to his room.
There, in his room was Krycek, looking totally healed of the wound in his torso, with
Allison knocked out in his arms.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Mulder yelled in surprise. It seemed sort of
ridiculous for Krycek to break into an apartment full of people, but then he'd done dumber things
before. Krycek looked at Mulder, smiled slyly and drew a gun. Fortunately, all of the noise had
awakened Eric, who ambled into the area.
"What's going on?" He mumbled more or less incoherently. When he saw Krycek with
Allison, he blinked a few times, drew a paintball gun and shot Krycek square in the forehead
before he took noticed of Eric's entering the room. The blow, which was rather violent, knocked
Krycek back causing him to fall and hit is head on the corner of Mulder's dresser, where he slid
to the floor out cold. Eric chuckled.
"Good thing I brought this with me." He muttered. Mulder looked somewhere along the
lines of confused, though nothing really surprised him too much anymore. The two walked over
to an unconscious Allison and Alex. Eric picked up Allison and put her on the bed.
"Looks like he gave her something." Eric said, examining her head for signs of
contusions to her head. Mulder nodded.
"I doubt that he would literally knock her out; there is always the chance of her losing her
memory or going into a coma."
"Yeah, then they couldn't ask her for any information." Mulder looked down upon Alex,
who was prostrated on his floor.
"What do I do with you?" Mulder asked himself. He sighed and grabbed his phone where
he dialed up Scully's number. She answered in a sleep voice
"Mrph…hello?"
"Hey, it's me. We have visitors here."
It was really late, almost 12:00, and Allison was having trouble staying awake. She
yawned a few times.
"It happens in a few weeks, I guess." Allison looked at the calendar. "You are going to go
to Oregon because Billy Miles's dad had some sort of abduction experience. You guys go and
Scully get sick, and well Billy Miles and basically everyone else gets abducted by the Bounty
Hunter." Allison paused watching carefully the reaction of the agents; they were stone faced.
"Everyone thinks that they want Scully, and Krycek is sent to Oregon to find the spaceship
because CMS doesn't want it to rebuild its self and leave. And him and that blonde Russian
chick find you two back in DC and well, this isn't really going anywhere." Allison yawned and
tried to remember where she was going with her story, "Oh yeah, anywho to make a long story
short Mulder and Skinner go back to Oregon and Mulder gets abducted." That brought about a
reaction. Mulder and Scully looked at each other in surprise.
"So you think that is what the Syndicate wants?" Scully asked Mulder, who shrugged.
"I'm not sure."
"The Syndicate? What do they have to do with any of this? I was still trying to get to my
point." Allison said indignantly. "Um…where was I going with this? Oh yeah. To make a really,
really, really (whole seasons worth of stuff) story short, Mulder leaves the show."
"All of that just to tell him he's going to leave the show? Hell I could've told him that."
Eric said. "You've just wasted 5 minutes to my life that I'm never going to get back." He said
annoyed.
"Yeah, and what would you have done with those five minutes hun?" Allison retorted.
Eric thought for a second.
"I dunno; I just wanted to give you a hard time."
"Haha, you're funny, Eric." Allison said and sneered at him. Mulder and Scully sat
starting at each other. At a lost for words.
"Do I die?" Mulder asked, at a loss for anything better to say. Allison rolled her eyes.
"No; it almost would have been better if you did." This harbored some strange looks "I
don't mean that I want you to die, because I don't." Allison quickly regained herself. "I mean
that the explanation given was really ridiculous for why you just were no longer on the show."
Allison rattled on doing her infamous hand motions all the while. She was tired and all the self-
control she had during the past day, trying to not seem like a psycho in front of Mulder was
gone.
"So how do I 'leave'?" Mulder asked nonplused.
"Scully and Skinner say you left."
"That's it?"
"Basically. I think they said you were in some sort of danger. Though, it wasn't all that
big of a deal on the show really. I think they handled it badly."
"Whose 'they'?"
"Chris Carter and the other producers and directors."
"So why is this important?" Scully asked not seeing the point Allison never got to.
"Well, the shows stupid without you. (Forgive me Robert Patrick, you're actually really
good on the show!) But they replaced you with Agent Reyes, who bugs me because she's trying
to be you and Dogget's cool, but they forced a 'thing' on him with Reyes too soon before letting
it just flourish." Allison was rambling on again, "I think that the show is losing its ingenuity. The
stories have been told, just end it for God sakes! Not that I want the show to stop, but I think it's
dying out. Kind of like Dynasty did…" Mulder waited until it seemed like Allison was done with
her tangent before talking.
"Well, we think that the Syndicate wants you to tell them something that you know. And
we are just trying to figure out what that thing is." Allison nodded.
"Hum, well I don't know what it could be. They lose their importance in the show. I
guess when CMS dies and Krycek dies there really isn't any enemy left." Allison mused.
"Krycek dies?" Mulder said almost happily. Allison smacked herself on the forehead.
"Opps, shouldn't have said that." Allison then continued, "But, if what you think is right
and I'm suppose to warn you about something, I think I'm suppose to warn you not to go to
Oregon so that you don't get abducted and season 8 will be different." Mulder and Scully
thought this over. Scully turned to Mulder.
"Kind of an anti-climax but that just may be it." Mulder nodded.
"Yeah." He seemed disappointed that it wasn't something more dramatic some terribly
violent death or a new enemy, or even an alien, just his leaving the show.
"So now what? If we told you the right thing, shouldn't we be going home soon?" Eric
asked.
"I don't know. We still haven't figured out why you're here." Mulder said turning to
Eric. "If you're here to protect Allison, I still have yet to see any kind of enemy to attack." Eric
nodded. He wasn't too sure why he was here either.
"Well, let's sleep on it." Scully said getting up and stretching. "I'm going home."
"Wait, what about us? Where are we going to go?" Allison asked.
"You'll have to stay here, I guess." Mulder said, "I don't know where else to have you
stay. I can't ensure you're safety in a hotel." Allison nodded faux-calmly but was screaming on
the inside. It was any X-phile's dream to spend the night at Mulder's. Even though it wasn't
exactly as romantic and well, there wasn't as much 'action' as Allison had dream it was damn
well better than nothing.
"Well, I think I ought to escort Agent Scully home…" Eric said standing up, Allison
grabbed his hand and shoved him back into his seat. Scully smiled, flattered and left.
"Dammit! You always ruin everything!" Eric said once Scully left.
"Like a 30-something will go for a 17 year old high school student." Allison said.
"I could say the same for you." Eric said when Mulder had turned his back. Allison
smacked him.
"Shut up!" She hissed. Eric laughed.
"Well, I don't have any thing for you to sleep on, aside from the couch…" Mulder
thought for a second. "I guess Allison could have my bed and me and Eric can fight for the
couch." Allison was melting in her chair. She smiled brightly.
"Sure; ok." Eric whispered in her ear,
"Hey that bed's big enough for the two of you; just close the door ok." Allison threw a
cushion in his face.
Later that night, after Eric had won the couch with mad arm wrestling skills, and Mulder
'slept' in one of his chair a strange noise was heard from his room. Almost like a muffled
"Umph". He got up and began to walk cautiously towards the door. Before he went and opened,
he grabbed a baseball bat, just in case. He threw open the door to his room.
There, in his room was Krycek, looking totally healed of the wound in his torso, with
Allison knocked out in his arms.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Mulder yelled in surprise. It seemed sort of
ridiculous for Krycek to break into an apartment full of people, but then he'd done dumber things
before. Krycek looked at Mulder, smiled slyly and drew a gun. Fortunately, all of the noise had
awakened Eric, who ambled into the area.
"What's going on?" He mumbled more or less incoherently. When he saw Krycek with
Allison, he blinked a few times, drew a paintball gun and shot Krycek square in the forehead
before he took noticed of Eric's entering the room. The blow, which was rather violent, knocked
Krycek back causing him to fall and hit is head on the corner of Mulder's dresser, where he slid
to the floor out cold. Eric chuckled.
"Good thing I brought this with me." He muttered. Mulder looked somewhere along the
lines of confused, though nothing really surprised him too much anymore. The two walked over
to an unconscious Allison and Alex. Eric picked up Allison and put her on the bed.
"Looks like he gave her something." Eric said, examining her head for signs of
contusions to her head. Mulder nodded.
"I doubt that he would literally knock her out; there is always the chance of her losing her
memory or going into a coma."
"Yeah, then they couldn't ask her for any information." Mulder looked down upon Alex,
who was prostrated on his floor.
"What do I do with you?" Mulder asked himself. He sighed and grabbed his phone where
he dialed up Scully's number. She answered in a sleep voice
"Mrph…hello?"
"Hey, it's me. We have visitors here."
