Title:  Forgotten Past

Author:  Mel X Lady

E-mail:  MlkChessQueen@juno.com

Rating:  R

Spoilers:  Beyond the Sea, Tunguska/Terma

Summary:  Scully is taken by an unlikely acquaintance and 
learns that part of her past threatens the future.


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.

XXXXXX 

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.

XXXXXX

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.

XXXXXX

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.

XXXXXX

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.

XXXXXX

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.

XXXXXX

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."

XXXXXXX

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.

XXXXXX

Scully yawned as she woke up and looked around the room, 
she noticed it was still dark outside and her watch said it 
was only 2 am.  She was starting to grow used to the white 
room where she had lived for the past week and a half.  She 
was also starting to get use to Krycek, not comfortable, 
but used to him.  Dana sat up and stretched than ran her 
fingers through her hair as she stood up and walked toward 
the door.  She opened it quietly and slipped down the hall 
as she looked at the couch and saw Krycek, still asleep.  
She smiled slightly but quickly wiped it off her face as 
she walked toward him.  He looked uncomfortable as he 
rested his long body on a couch that was just slightly 
bigger then she was.

"Krycek?"  she said quietly as she shook his shoulder but 
watched him turn over.

"For an assassin, you sure sleep soundly," she said quietly 
as she fought back against the memories of Melissa and the 
thought that Krycek could have killed her.  "Alex, Alex 
wake up."

Krycek stirred at the voice that said a long since 
forgotten name as he turned back over and made eye contact 
with Scully.

"Scully?  Something wrong?"

"Yeah, you're in here when you should be in on your own 
bed, Lord, aren't you soar?"  she asked as she looked and 
realized at what position his neck was in.  "No, I'm fine, 
Scully, that's really sweet, but I'm okay."

"Alex, please?"

"No, it wouldn't be right, you sleep in the bed, I'm okay 
on the couch."

"Alex, come on, go sleep on the bed, you where limping this 
morning," she said as she looked into his eyes as he 
sighed, defeated, and stood up.

"If you insist, Dana" he said with a smug look on his face 
as he walked toward the hall.

"See!"  she called out as he stopped.

"What?"

"You're limping!  Your body's leaning toward the right!"  
she said as he looked toward her and back toward the door.  
It wasn't the couch that was causing him to lean, it was 
the fact he was missing his left arm.  He quickly thought 
back and realized she didn't know, she didn't know he had 
lost his arm back in Russia, the fact he had a prosthetic 
one that was a horrible substitute, or that he was a little 
self-conscious on it.

"I think you're right, Scully," he said after she looked at 
him for a minuet.  He smiled and walked to his bedroom as 
she sat down on the couch and sighed.  She could still 
smell him on the pillow as she rested her head against it 
and inhaled all the scent she could get.

XXXXXX

Krycek woke up and looked around for a second.  He wondered 
if the past week and a half had been a dream or if he 
really was housing Scully, keeping her from a horrible 
fate.  He stopped as he smelt honey and peaches as he 
realized Scully had been sleeping on the pillow.  He turned 
his head slightly and rested his nose against the pillow as 
he smelled the heavenly scent.  It was also in the quilt 
that he rested across his chest.  Her smell was everywhere, 
and he had to admit that he liked it.  It had been way too 
long since he had smelled a woman, and he missed it.

Alex was shocked out of his reality when he watched the 
door open slowly as he quickly brought the quilt over his 
left shoulder and closed his eyes.  He listened as he heard 
Scully quietly walk across the room and to the bathroom.  
She shut the door and he heard the lock snap.  He sighed as 
he heard the shower start up and Krycek sat up.  He took 
one last sniff of her quilt before he put it back down and 
got up.

XXXXXX

Scully opened the bathroom door slightly and looked out.  
She sighed slightly as she stepped out and picked up a pair 
of jeans and a blouse.  She quickly put on her clothes as 
she eyed the door and hoped Krycek wouldn't walk in on her.  
She still wasn't sure what he was capable of, but she 
doubted deep inside that he would hurt her.  At least, 
according to his story, his story that she was still 
piecing together.  She was also aware that he had lied to 
her in the past, and had tended to make her life a living 
hell for the past 5 years.

A knock to the door interrupted her thoughts as she quickly 
buttoned up her shirt and walked over to it and opened it.

"I put breakfast on the table," he said as she nodded and 
smiled.

"Thank you, but Krycek, I can cook too," she said as he 
smiled and looked down toward the ground.  Scully placed 
her index and middle fingers under his chin and lifted his 
head up so they made eye contact.  She leaned forward 
slightly and brushed her lips above his.  She hesitantly 
pressed her lips to his as took her right hand in his right 
hand and placed his left behind him.  Scully broke away as 
she looked at him and 
blinked a few times.  "Krycek-"

"Think nothing of it.  I know, you go eat, I'll be out in a 
minuet."

She nodded slightly as he smiled and walked past her and 
toward the bathroom.  She walked down the hall, in a daze.  
Why had she kissed him?  What was the compelling reason 
that had called to her to lean forward and kiss him?  Was 
it just mental, the fact that he was the only person she 
had seen in almost 2 weeks, was that the only reason?  Or 
was there something more, something deeper that called to 
her, forced her to look at him, to smell his pillow, to 
kiss him?  Scully dismissed the idea as she sat down and 
picked up the spoon full of cereal.

XXXXXX

Krycek looked up as his phone rang.  He looked over toward 
Scully and stood up.  It had been a long time since anyone 
had called him at home, and he wasn't sure what that ment.

"Hello," he said as he looked up at Scully's curious 
glances.  She watched him as he quickly turned away from 
her and he heard him gasp silently a few times.  She 
quickly stood up and walked behind him as he started to put 
the phone down, but he couldn't get it on the hook because 
his hands where quivering so badly.  Scully slowly took it 
out of his hand and put it in the cradle.

"Alex?"  she asked quietly as he turned around and looked 
at her, tears forming in the corner of his eyes.

"That was my dad, my Mom died last night," he said as he 
allowed a tear to slip down his cheek.

"Come here," she said as she embraced him and rested his 
head on her shoulder.  He sobbed silently as she stroked 
his hair and whispered soothing words.  He trembled in her 
arms as she stood and became the base for both of them.  A 
strong base that wouldn't dare fall.

"The funeral is in two days, in Georgetown," he said 
through her collar bone.  "Do you want me to come with 
you?"

"Please?"

"All right," she said quietly as she moved her right hand 
and began to rub his back.  She moved her hand in circular 
motions as he gasped silently.  "Come on, Alex, when my dad 
died, I did a lot of sleeping and working," she said 
quietly as memories of his funeral came back and Luther 
Boggs.  She was glad the bastard had been killed, he 
deserved it.  Although, he did help her find those kids and 
had probably saved her life.  She shook the thoughts as she 
placed Krycek's left arm over her shoulder but stopped 
after she felt it.  It didn't feel normal, it felt hard, 
and fake.

"Later," he whispered as he noticed she had looked at it.  
She nodded as they walked off to the bedroom.

XXXXXX

Scully helped put him in the bed and pulled her quilt up to 
his neck.  She kissed his forehead as he looked at her, his 
eyes in a daze.  She stood up as she felt him grab her left 
hand gently.  Scully looked back, her eyes questioning as 
he closed his eyes and opened them back up gently.

"Stay with me," he said as she nodded and pulled a chair up 
next to bed.

"It's okay, I won't let you go, Alex, you're safe, I'm 
here."

 He nodded as he held her left hand in his right hand and 
stroked her fingers gently.

"I love you," he said as she looked at him.

"No, no you don't, it's just the shock, it'll wear off 
soon, believe me," she said as he closed his eyes and 
drifted off.  She smiled slightly as she rested her head 
next to their hands.  It was true, she wasn't going to 
leave him, not yet, not unless she had to.

XXXXXX

Scully looked at the wig that she had spent ten minuets 
trying to put on.  Her short red hair wouldn't cooperate, 
it didn't want to go under the blonde.  "Alex, are you 
ready?"  she asked quietly as she walked in and found him 
sitting in a suit, looking at a picture.

"Almost, I just wanted to see this first," he said as he 
stood up and showed Scully the picture.

"That's me in the middle, the man is my dad and the dark 
haired woman is my Mom.  The light haired one was our next 
door neighbor, I think her husband took the picture.  I'm 
pretty sure I was about 7 in that picture," he said as she 
looked at it.  His Mom was very pretty, she had on a green 
dress and had her hair pulled up.  His dad had on a pair of 
jeans and a blue T-shirt, while Alex had on a striped shirt 
and a pair of jeans on.

"She was beautiful," Scully said as he nodded slightly.

"Thank you, ready to go?"

"Yeah, let's go," she said as they walked toward the door.

"Alex, are you going to be all right?"  she asked as he 
stopped and looked at her.

"It hurts," he said through a whisper as she walked toward 
him and hugged him.

"I know it does, it will for a while, but I'm here, I'm not 
going to leave you," she whispered into his ear.  He 
recomposed himself and nodded.  "Let's go."

XXXXXX

Scully stood next to Krycek the whole time.  She held his 
hand and dried his tears through out the service and while 
he looked into the casket.  "She looks peaceful," he 
whispered to her.  She nodded in agreement as he bit his 
lower lip and whispered something to her in Russian.

"Okay," he said as she nodded and walked with him toward a 
group of people.

"Alexi," an older man said quietly as Scully recognized him 
from the picture, it was Alex's dad.

"Dad," he said quietly as he hugged him and kissed his 
cheek.

"How are you holding up?"  he asked as Alex stepped back 
and took Scully's hand again.

"I'm pretty bad, but I have Dana to help me."

"I don't think we've met, Hello, I'm Ivan," he said as he 
extended his hand.  Scully took it with her right hand and 
held Krycek's hand with her left.

"Dad, was Mom peaceful?"  Krycek asked and Ivan nodded.

"I woke up two days ago, but she didn't wake up with me," 
he said as he looked down toward the ground.

"I'm very sorry," Scully said and he nodded.

"Thank you," he said quietly as he nodded to Krycek and 
turned around to speak to someone else.

 Krycek looked toward Scully and shifted his fingers a bit.  
"Scully-"

"Dana, please."

"Dana, Why?"

"Alex, she had a full life, she had you and your father, 
and came to America, and had a full and amazing life."

"I know, but I mean, why, you?"

"What about me?"  she asked quietly as Alex looked around 
and began to whisper.

"Dana, you could have left me, or killed me countless times 
in the past two weeks, or locked yourself in the bedroom, 
but you haven't.  You've stayed with me, in fact, you've 
been with me the past few days supporting me and caring for 
me, why?"   Scully opened her mouth slightly, but was 
interrupted by a little girl who pulled on Krycek's pants 
to get his attention.

"Here," she said quietly as she handed him a box.  Krycek 
lifted the box up so he could see it clearly, he looked 
back down to thank her, but found she was gone.  "Where'd 
she go?"

"I don't know, do you know her, Alex?"

"No."

"What's in the box?"  she asked as Krycek opened the box 
slightly and opened his mouth as he intook a sharp gasp of 
air.

"Alex?"

"I'll show you when we get home," he said quietly as he 
closed the box and held it in his right hand.

"I'm sorry, I-"

"Don't worry about it, do you want me to hold it or do you 
have it?"

"I think I have it."

"All right" she said quietly as they walked around and 
talked to various friends and family members for the next 
hour.

XXXXXX

 Scully watched as Krycek placed a rose on the tombstone of 
the fresh grave.  She walked next to him as he began to 
tremble again.  "Alex," she whispered quietly as he turned 
toward her and wrapped his right arm 
around her.

"I'm sorry, I-"

"Alex, it's okay, don't apologize."

He nodded slightly as they started to walk toward the car.  
Krycek opened the driver's side door but Scully stopped 
him.

"I'll drive, I know the way back," she said as he nodded 
and gave her the keys.  He climbed into the passenger side 
and Scully helped him with his safety belt.

"Sleep Krycek," she whispered as he closed his eyes and 
felt the soft purr of the engine start.

XXXXXX

Scully sat on the couch reading a book as Krycek walked in 
and sat next to her.  Almost a week had passed since the 
funeral and Krycek was starting to feel better.  He wasn't 
crying anymore, but he still had to hold on to Scully for 
support sometimes.

"Scully, I want to show you what was in the box."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," he said as he placed the box on his lap and opened 
it, revealing a ring, a necklace, and a piece of lace.

"Were these your mom's?"

"Yes, her engagement ring," he said as he picked it up and 
examined it.  He ran his fingers over the smooth metal and 
the finely cut diamonds and handed it to Scully.

"her necklace.  She always wore this when I was little, I'm 
not sure what it ment, but I remember it," he said as he 
picked up a gold chain that held a celestial moon.

"What's the lace from?"  Scully asked as he handed her the 
necklace and picked up the lace.

"Her wedding dress.  She and my dad got married and then 
left for America the next day.  She couldn't take her dress 
with her, so she ripped this off the bottom," he said as he 
stroked the lace with his fingers and gave the piece to 
Scully.

"It's all beautiful," Scully said after a few moments of 
silence.  "Thank you,"

"No, Thank you for showing it to me," she said as she 
kissed Krycek's cheek gently.  She pulled back as she felt 
her heart race and she looked at him with her mouth opened 
slightly.  They sat in the uncomfortable silence for a 
second until Scully jumped up.

"Well, I think I'll start dinner, what are you in the mood 
for?"

Krycek stood up and shrugged.

"What ever you want, is fine with me," he said as she 
nodded and quickly stepped off to the kitchen.  Krycek sat 
back down and held his head.  Why did he have to stop 
himself?  Why was the first thing that came to his mind, 
you?  What do you want for Dinner?  You.  That was horrible 
and he didn't want to scare her.  Not when she was starting 
to look comfortable.   Krycek stopped all the thoughts that 
battled in his mind as he looked up and heard the knock at 
the door.

"Shit" he murmured silently as he quickly ran to the 
kitchen.

"Scully," he whispered as she looked up at him.

"Scully, get to the bedroom, gather your things, get in the 
shower, don't say a word, don't make a sound, I'll let you 
know when it's okay," he whispered into her ear as he 
gently pushed her toward the door as she nodded in 
agreement and sprinted to the bathroom.  He heard the 
knocking at the door again as he sighed and opened it.

"So you're making house calls now?"  he said coldly as he 
watched the old man place a cigarette in-between his lips 
and proceed to light it.  "No smoking."

"Too bad," he said as he walked into the room and looked 
around.

"Memories, Alex?"  he asked as he walked toward the opened 
box with the scattered contents around the couch.  Krycek 
just stood in silence as the smoking man picked up the lace 
and ran it through his fingers.

"Where is she, Alex?"

"Who?"

"You!  You know who," he said as he took the cigarette out 
of his mouth and placed the burning edge to the piece of 
lace.  Krycek quickly lunged forward and tried to grab it.

"Tell me where she is, and I won't do anything else."

"She's where you last saw her, in her grave!"  Krycek said 
as he tried for the lace again but his fingers fell short.

"Damnit Alex, when will you learn?  This is the second time 
you've failed in one mission."

"Damnit, I did it, She is dead.  Dead in her grave!"  he 
said, his voice raising in anger as he quickly tried to 
gain control.

"We'll see about that."

"Yes, we will," he said but quickly regretted it as the 
smoking man stood up and dropped the cigarette to the 
ground, next to the burnt and discarded lace.  "Always a 
pleasure, Alex."

Krycek stood silently as he heard the door shut and sighed.  
He bent down and picked up the lace.

"Oh, God," he murmured silently as he placed the burnt lace 
into the box and closed it.  He sat on the couch as he 
realized the smoking man had taken the necklace and the 
ring.

"Fuck," he murmured as he stood up and walked to the 
bathroom.  He opened the door and walked to the shower.

"Scully," he said quietly as he pulled the curtain back and 
saw her sitting and looking at his knee caps.

"Dana-"

"Who was it?"

"The Smoking man.  The bastard.  That fucking bastard!"  he 
said as he walked out of the door and Scully quickly stood 
up and followed him.

"What did he do?"  she asked as he walked to the coffee 
table and pointed to the box.

"He burnt my mother's lace, and took her jewelry."

"No, he didn't," she said as he looked at her.

"What?"

"He may have burnt the lace, but I have your ring and 
necklace," she said as he looked at her, his eyes wide.

"How?"

"When I stood up, I forgot I had it in my hand.  I slipped 
the ring on and forgot it was there and I have her 
necklace-" she said as she pulled the necklace out of her 
pocket and slipped the engagement ring off her left ring 
finger.

"Dana!"  he cried out as he hugged her and smelt her hair 
unconsciously.

"Are you okay?"  she asked quietly as he closed his eyes 
and swayed slightly.

"I need to tell you about my arm," he said quietly as she 
pulled back and looked at him.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

She nodded slightly as he sat her down on the couch and 
took off his shirt.  Scully allowed her eyes to search over 
his smooth chest as she noticed he had a scar along his 
stomach.  She then shifted her eyes to his left arm and 
furrowed her brow slightly.

"What happened to you?"  she asked quietly as she scooted 
closer to him as she allowed herself a closer look at his 
arm.

"When I was in Russia a few years ago, back with Mulder, 
there where...tests.  With the black oil.  To escape the 
tests, my arm was cut off.  Worst way too, hot sword in the 
middle of the freezing woods at night.  I still have 
nightmares about it."

"Does it hurt?"

"Sometimes, mostly memories, those hurt worst of all."

"Alex, your parents, they didn't know you did this?  Do 
this?  Your job, with the death and risk and-"

"No, my parents think I'm an FBI agent still," he said as 
he quickly stopped himself and looked at her.

"My father thinks I'm an FBI agent," he corrected himself 
and looked at the necklace that he held in his right hand.

"Alex," she started as she felt her heart pound and her 
stomach flip slightly.

"Yeah?"

"Kiss me," she said forwardly as he looked at her and 
gently put the necklace back in the box.

"No apologies, this time," she said as she leaned back 
slightly as he shifted his position and looked at her.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

He nodded as he leaned forward and hesitantly held his lips 
a breath away from hers.  He brought his mouth across and 
kissed her.  He was gentle as she pressed her lips into him 
and brought a hand up to his hair.  She ran her fingers 
through his hair and pushed his head to her further.  
Scully slowly slipped her body down as she rested on her 
back and barrened his weight, but she didn't mind, she had 
held his weight before, and she was willing to do it again.

"Dana-" he breathed into her mouth as she opened it and 
allowed air to quickly circulate through her lungs.

"Alex-" she breathed back as she ran her fingers down his 
back and watched his breathing increase.

"Dana, we can't."

"I know, but I don't want to stop yet," she said as she 
brought her hand back up to his cheek and gently caressed 
it.

"We have to, or I don't know if I could stop," he said as 
she eventually nodded and let him back up.

Krycek sat and picked up his shirt as he put it back on.  
Scully watched him as he gracefully pulled his left arm 
through the sleeve easily and without second thought.  
"Thank you, Alex."

"For what?"

"Everything.  I didn't realize it until tonight, but you're 
all I have left in the world.  You could have killed me and 
never thought about it again, or held me hostage for money 
from Mulder or Skinner or anyone you wanted, but instead, 
you welcome me into your home and let me into your life.  
You let me in, Alex."  She said quietly as he reached out 
and held her hand.

"You shouldn't thank me, Dana, you shouldn't at all.  You 
can't, I-"

"No, don't say anything, just let it be, please," she said 
through the tears that began to form in her eyes.

"Reality's horrible, Scully."

"I know.  I think I've always known," she said as she 
thought back through her life at all the accomplishments 
and all the disasters that had shaken her foundation, made 
her look twice.

"Do I have a grave?"  she asked after a few minuets of 
silence.

"Yes," he said quietly as she looked at him and back down 
to her hand which still held his.

"When did I die?"

"A few weeks ago."

"How?"

"Heart complications, at least that's what the obituary 
says."

"Then you have it?"

"Yes,"

"May I see it?"

"Sure," he said quietly as he stood up and walked over to 
the Russia travel poster and lifted it off the wall.  She 
watched as he took the back frame off and pulled out a 
newspaper.

"Are you sure you want to see it?"

"Yes," she said quietly as she held the paper in her hand 
and lowered her eyes to her name and picture.  "Dana 
Katherine Scully, MD, born February 23, 1964, died January 
20th, 2000 at the age of 36," she read quietly as she read 
the rest of it to herself.  It highlighted her life and her 
family and her brilliant career, but only mentioned Mulder 
once and never mentioned the X-Files.   Scully put the 
newspaper down on the coffee table and looked at the door.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"

"No, no I'm fine, I just, I-I-I'm," she began to sob as she 
stood up and passed Krycek.

"Dana?"  he asked as he followed her to the bedroom and 
watched her curl into the bed.

"Alex-" she whispered in a sob as she put her head in the 
pillow and sobbed uncontrollably.

"I'm here," he said as he walked over to her and sat next 
to her as he rubbed her back the same way she had done it 
for him when he was crying hysertically.

"Hold me," she said quietly as he nodded and scooted next 
to her.  He pulled out his arms and brought her to his 
chest.

"Look at me, look at me," he whispered as she lifted her 
head and caught his eyes.

"Dana, I'm not going to leave you, I'm not getting rid of 
you, you are alive and safe.  Nothing's going to happen to 
you, I promise to you, nothing will ever happen to you, you 
are safe, with me, alive and safe."

"Prove it to me."

"How should I do that?"

"You know," she said as she gently caressed his cheek and 
pressed her lips to his.  He quickly pressed his right hand 
behind the base of her neck as he pressed her head closer 
to him.  He gasped into her mouth as she ran her hands 
under his shirt and touched his back lightly.

She helped him with the buttons on her shirt as he opened 
it and slid if off as he leaned back and pulled off his 
shirt.  She smiled slightly as he pulled off her pants and 
then his.  He climbed back onto her and began to kiss along 
her neck and listened to her moan softly.  She reached her 
hands down and tenderly stroked the bulge in his boxers as 
he moaned into her neck.

"Liberate me," he whispered into her ear as she sat up 
gently and unclasped her bra.  Krycek watched as she slid 
it down her arms and dropped it to the ground.  He eagerly 
lunged forward and began to suck and kiss on her right 
breast.  She moaned and arched her back slightly as he 
moved to her left breast and he listened to her moan.

"Dana, you have to tell me what you want and how you want 
it," he said through his teeth as he nipped her slightly.  
She cried out as she tried to form words.

"You know how I like it," she moaned as he smiled and 
kissed her swelling lips.

"You got it."  He said as he pulled down her panties and 
slid off his boxers quickly.  She smiled as he pulled 
himself back up and looked into her eyes.  "You have 
beautiful eyes."

"So do you," she replied as she brought her head up and 
kissed his neck.  Krycek held her closely to him before he 
put her back down and sat up.  He spread her legs apart as 
he quickly looked back up to her.

"Prove it to me," she repeated as he nodded and entered 
her.  She cried out as he began to rock into her and she 
rocked with him.  Their rhythm mixed together as Scully 
felt her orgasm begin to climax.

"Oh-My-God-" she cried out as she threw back her head and 
Krycek cringed as he tried not to hear what she yelled.  He 
was scared to death she wouldn't call out his name.  That 
she'd call out someone else, anyone else but him.

"ALEX!"  she screamed as he rocked into her quicker and 
quickly followed and screamed out "DANA!"

Krycek gasped as he fell onto her and rested his spent 
body.  After a minuet, he looked up and caught her eyes.  
Her beautiful blue eyes that absorbed him and left him 
soaking wet in her deep ocean of blue.  He looked past her 
eyes and into her soul.  He smiled slightly as he felt her 
looking into his, and this time, he was ready for her to 
see everything he had to bare.

"Oh, wow."

"I know," she whispered as she lowered his head and kissed 
his forehead.  "Dana?"

"Yes?"

"I love you," he whispered as Scully looked at him and 
smiled.

"I love you too," she whispered after a minuet and watched 
a flood of relief over come Krycek.

"Did I prove it to you?"  Krycek asked as Scully nodded.  
He smiled as he pulled himself out of her and rolled next 
to her.

"Dana, I'm not going to leave you," he said as he picked up 
her quilt and pulled it over their still warm bodies.

"Goodnight Alex."

"Goodnight Dana," he said as he kissed her gently and 
rested his head on the pillow they shared.

XXXXXX

Alex woke up and looked at the sleeping angel that rested 
next to him.  The memories of the night before rushed over 
him as he smiled and reluctinintly pushed himself out of 
bed gently and felt relief when he didn't wake her up.  
Krycek picked up his boxers and slipped into them as 
quietly as he slipped out of the door and to the living 
room.  The room looked brighter and he smiled.  He stopped 
smiling as he heard the shrill ringing of his phone as he 
groaned and picked it up.

"Krycek."

"Krycek, it's Luis, Man, I gotta make this quick, but the 
grave, Scully's grave, their about to go exhume it."

"What?!"  Krycek yelled into the phone as he quickly 
realized the smoking man was about to make good on his 
deal.

"I know you heard me, get out, now, get out of town, 
country, hell, get out of this hemisphere, but get lost, 
now!"  he said as he hung up the phone.  Krycek nodded as 
he hesitantly put the phone down and looked toward the 
bedroom.  He nodded to himself as he hesitantly stood up 
and walked toward it.  They needed to leave, and soon.

Scully felt Krycek kiss her lips gently.  It brought back 
memories from weeks ago when he had kissed her for the 
first time.  She slowly opened her eyes and smiled.  
"You're here."

"I told you I'd never leave you, it would take a lot more 
to shake me," he said with a smile as he watched her flash 
one of those rare, but beautiful smiles.  "Dana, I just got 
a phone call, we gotta go."

"Where?"

"Away, I don't know where yet, but we have to go now."

"What's going on?"

"Their about to exhume your grave," he said as he looked at 
the clock that sat on the wall.

"It's been a few weeks, Alex, Did you put a body in the 
coffin?"

"Yes, but they'll do dental records, I've seen it before, 
we can't fool them much longer."

"Let's go," she said as she sat up and began to gather her 
scattered clothes.  She put them on as she quickly ran her 
fingers through her hair and followed Krycek to the living 
room.  He quickly picked up the ring, necklace and burnt 
piece of lace.

"Dana, I want you to wear the ring," he said as she reached 
into the closet and grabbed their disguises from the first 
time they had gone out.

"Sure," she said as she walked over to him and allowed him 
to slip the ring onto her finger.

"Thank you," she whispered as she kissed him and pulled 
back.  She handed him his coat and hat as she slipped hers 
on and put her hair into it.

"Alex, if they do find out my body isn't real, as weird as 
that sounds, would they tell anyone?"

"It would be scandalous if they let it out, I'm not sure if 
it would be in their best interest if they did."  She 
nodded and he grabbed her hand.  She took it as they ran 
for the door and down the hall to the stairs that led to 
the back way out.

XXXXXX

They stopped running after Krycek quickly ducked into an 
alley with Scully.

"Krycek, we-"

"Say Good-bye Scully, you need to say good-bye to Mulder."

Scully looked up and realized they where standing outside 
of his building.

"Alex, we-"

"You will regret it if you don't, trust me."

"I trust you," she whispered as they entered the apartment 
building through the back.

XXXXXX

Scully held on to Krycek's hand as they stood outside of 
apartment 42.  She held her breath as she knocked on his 
door and listened to a hushed voice and the locks turn 
quickly.  She stood there as the door opened slightly and 
Mulder peaked his head through slightly.  "No..."

"Yes," Scully whispered quietly as Mulder stared at her, 
his eyes unmoving, unblinking.

"Oh God, Scully!  I had the worst dream, you where gone, 
dead, and-" he stopped as he noticed her hand was connected 
to someone else.  She held Krycek's hand and it trembled 
slightly.  "Who are you?"

"A friend," he replied back quietly, thankful he had worn 
the sunglasses.  They needed to leave soon, but he wasn't 
willing to destroy her last moments with Mulder.

"Agent Mulder?"  a voice called from the apartment as 
Mulder swung the door open more and revealed Skinner.

"Agent Scully!?"  he said, his voice more surprised then 
anything else.

"Sir," she said, but it came out as only more then a croak 
from her throat.

"Mulder, Sir, I-I have to go, but I never got to say good-
bye, so this is my good-bye," she said quietly as she 
looked at her watch and realized they'd be about 2 feet 
into the ground by then.

"Scully, you are NOT going anywhere!"  Mulder said as he 
walked toward her and grabbed her wrist away from Krycek's 
hand.

"Mulder, this is not up to you to decide, the Smoking man 
wants my life, and he thought he had it, but he was fooled.  
Everyone was fooled apparently.  I am alive, but barely.  I 
will die if I stay here, I have to go."

"Then I'm going with you."

"No, Mulder, if you leave, they'll know."

"They'll know anyway, I might as well make sure you're 
safe," he said as he began to pull her to the door.

"Mulder!  What do you think I'm here for?"  Krycek asked as 
he stepped forward and wished he had thought about it and 
realized this would be very hard on Mulder and Scully.

"Who are you?  I want an answer!"

"A dear friend, who won't let her get hurt, ever."  He said 
as he looked at Skinner and back to Mulder.

"Mulder, just say good-bye and let me leave," she said as 
she freed her wrist from his hand.

"Agent Scully, I cannot allow you-"

"Skinner, I have to go.  Now."  She said as she looked 
toward the stairs and nodded.

"Scully, I cannot allow you to do this," Mulder said 
quietly as she looked at him and sighed.

"I have to, Mulder, Good-bye Mulder, Good-bye Sir," she 
said as she grabbed Krycek's hand and began to walk down 
the hall.  Mulder began to run after them but Skinner 
quickly grabbed him and held him back.  Mulder watched 
helplessly as Scully ran down the hall and away from his 
life forever.

XXXXXX

Scully looked toward the building as they quickly ran down 
the street and to the pier nearby.

"It was hard," she whispered as he nodded and looked at 
her.

"But do you feel better?"  he asked as she nodded.  "What 
are we going to do?"

"Well, I think we'll take a ship out of DC and go somewhere 
else, we'll then go to the airport and fly away from here, 
somewhere, I'm not sure where yet, we'll talk about that on 
the ship, and I guess start a life," he said as they 
quickly crossed a street and saw the pier within sight.  
They quickly walked the rest of the way as Krycek led her 
to a dock and signaled to a man.

"Hey!"  he called out as the man looked up and smiled 
slightly.

"Hey!  It's been too long!  What's going on?"

"Too much," Krycek said as he walked toward him, still 
holding Scully's hand, and began to speak quickly in 
Russian.  The man nodded several times and looked to Scully 
twice.

"A port in North Carolina," he said quietly as Krycek 
nodded and looked toward Scully.

"We're going to North Carolina, this is a friend of mine, 
his name is Tom.  Tom, this is Dana," he said as she nodded 
to him and looked back to Krycek.  "Can we trust him?"

"With our lives," he said as he realized that was what they 
where doing, but he shook the feeling.

"We cast off in ten minuets," Tom said as Krycek and Scully 
looked up and nodded.

"I'll show you to the washrooms," Krycek said as he held 
her hand and they walked along the pier.  He realized 
Scully wasn't very nervous about the small fishing boat or 
the fact that North Carolina was a while away.

XXXXXX

Scully felt Krycek's hand around her waist as they lay in 
the dark cabin.  She also felt the heavy wool blanket drape 
over them as she felt his warm breathing on her neck.  She 
sighed quietly while she heard him whisper something to 
her.

"Alex?"  she whispered so quietly, she wondered if he even 
heard her.

"Just a prayer," he replied in a hushed voice and she 
nodded.

"Ya Tibia Lyublyu," he whispered in a husky whisper into 
her ear.  She blinked and waited for a response.  She knew 
he couldn't see her and she couldn't see him either.

"I love you," he said quietly as she smiled and turned her 
head slightly as she kissed him gently.

They both stopped dead when they heard the cabin door open 
and shut quickly.  Scully held her breath and squeezed 
Krycek's hand.

"We've been off port for half an hour now, you can come on 
out," Tom said quietly as Krycek and Scully felt the 
blanket slowly lifted off their body's and the cool quickly 
rushed in.  Tom smiled slightly as he looked at them and 
knew everything.  He could tell by the way Krycek looked at 
Dana that he was in love.  It appeared that Dana was in 
love with him too, just not as open to emotions.

"Thank you," Scully said quietly as she sat up and blushed 
slightly at her current position with Krycek.

"I owe Krycek, he saved my life once."

"Really?"

"Honest to God!"

"Alex, you'll have to tell me that story someday," Scully 
said as she turned her head back and faced Krycek, who was 
now sitting up behind her.

"I'll have to tell you a lot of things someday," he said in 
a lowered voice as Tom got the message and smiled.

"Well, I'm gonna go check around deck, you guys just hang 
out here," Tom said in a hushed voice as he stepped out the 
door and locked the door.

"Scully."

"Yes?"

"The ring, I really want you to wear it," he said as he 
lifted up her left hand slightly and looked at how it 
complimented her skin perfectly.

"It is gorgeous, but I couldn't, it's yours," she said 
quietly as he kissed her neck gently.  She smiled and let 
out a gasp as he nipped at her ear.

"Ours."

"What?"

"A promise ring, promise me you'll stay with me because I 
promise to stay with you, Scully, promise me you'll-"

"I promise, I was serious, Alex, I'm not going to leave 
you, It's just you and me," she said as she held his hands 
and looked at him.  Scully looked around the room quickly 
and wondered what the day was.

"Do you know what today is?"  she asked quietly as he 
thought about it.

"I think it's February 23rd, but I could be a few days off, 
I never did get a calendar for my apartment, why?"

"Oh, no reason," she said quietly as she shivered slightly.

"It's cold in here," Krycek said as he pulled off his 
leather jacket and slipped it on Scully.

"Thank you."

"No, thank you."

"God, how sappy are we?"  She asked as they both burst out 
laughing at how the ice that once rested around and in them 
had melted and left only water at their feet and it was 
quickly running into the ocean.

XXXXXX

Scully opened her eyes slightly as she heard banging on the 
door.  She and Krycek had fallen asleep and had lost track 
of the time.  She shrugged off the sleep as she sat up and 
walked to the door.  Dana stopped as she heard the banging 
increase as she reached her hand to the door, but felt her 
body being thrown against the back wall as Tom broke down 
the door.  She watched as Tom looked at her and quickly 
moved his eyes to Krycek who was now awake and standing 
next to the bed.

"Tom?  What's going on?"

"You!  You fucking bastard!"  Tom screamed as he pulled out 
a knife from his boot's rim and lunged toward Alex.  Krycek 
quickly ducked but felt the knife drive into his collar 
bone.  He screamed out as he fell down and kicked Tom in 
the stomach.

"Dana, Go!"  Krycek yelled as she tried to force herself to 
wake back up and to find something to hurt Tom, to save 
Alex, to stop the fear and the anger she felt weld up in 
her body.

She slumped against the wall and watched the two men 
wrestle as Tom threw the knife into Krycek's body again and 
again, over and over again, until Alex finally slunked 
down.  Tom stood up and looked at Alex and over to Scully.  
She watched as he stepped toward her and she watched him, 
he frowned at the blood he had on his shirt and looked at 
her again.

"Beyond the sea," he whispered as he plunged the knife into 
his chest and fell to the ground.  The doctor part of her 
wanted to make sure he was all right, but the human side 
wanted to watch him die for what he had just done.

"Alex!"  she screamed out when she regained control over 
her body and through the pain she now felt, ran to his 
body.  She sat down as she pulled his body into her lap as 
she looked into his glazing eyes.

"Alex, oh God, Alex," she whispered through the tears that 
she felt begin to fall from her eyes and land on his cheek 
which was now covered with blood.

"Dana, I love-" he whispered as she watched him mouth the 
final word and gently close his eyes.

"No, you can't, you can't leave, no, Alex, no," she rambled 
as she grabbed the blanket from the bed and applied 
pressure to two of the many wounds.  She couldn't think 
straight, she couldn't find the main wounds that were 
causing him to die, the slashes that where releasing the 
blood she now felt covering her body.

"I'll never leave you, I promise," he mouthed more then he 
said and Scully watched as he took a deep breath and let it 
out.  She waited for him to pull in another breath as 
seconds turned to moments and moments turned to minuets.  
Through her now falling tears, she kissed his forehead and 
hugged his now lifeless body as she put it down and smelt 
the jacket he had put on her earlier.  She could still 
smell him as clearly as she had weeks and even minuets 
before.

"I love you, Alex," she whispered as she stood up and tried 
to find a radio or something to call to the shore.  She 
didn't care if she would be killed, she just didn't care 
anymore, Alex was dead and Mulder would never speak to her 
again.  She no longer had a past, a home, or a lover.

She was a part of an elaborate conspiracy, she could see 
that now, an elaborate conspiracy against her and the 
American people.  Of course Mulder had known that for 
years, and he had said it almost everyday, she just never 
believed him, it had never happened to her, hardly anything 
had happened to her, except for Melissa's death and now 
Alex's.  She sighed as the memories rushed over her body 
and she found the radio.  Scully sighed as she picked it up 
and hoped that trying to start over would be worth it, 
would be right, would be what Alex wanted.

"I'll never leave you, Alex, I promise," she whispered 
through the tears as she looked at the ring he had slipped 
on her hand that morning.  She changed through the 
frequencies as she tried to find a home, somewhere where 
she could start again.  She'd call Mulder, have him come 
with her, maybe he could be apart of her heart someday, but 
there would always be a special place in her heart, for 
Alex Krycek.

XXXXXX

The End