Title:  Ice Dream

Author:  Amber M. Howard

Rating: PG-13

Keywords:  Scully/Krycek UST

Spoilers:  Numerous, mainly for the movie

Summary:  Post "Blue Ice" apology

Disclaimer:  To "Low Rider" by War: All my friends love 
Chris Carter, Chris Carter is higher than me, lalalala 
lalalala, Don't sue me Chris Carter, this fic was written 
from the heart-er, lalalala, lalalala

Feedback:  sunnyangel80@juno.com

*****

I am not supposed to feel love, or regret.

I was supposed to kill her.  Instead I ended up making love 
to her.  Afterwards I ended up in the alleyway behind the 
liquor store.  Another blank.  I don't even remember buying 
the booze.

She ended up being ferried halfway across the country, 
being chased by killer bees and choppers, and unwillingly 
escaping a long-awaited kiss from her partner by virtue of 
one bee sting.

Which is how she got here.

How can you look so beautiful in green slime and frost?  
How can I look at that malignant child alien growing in you 
and still think of your body against mine, of what I was so 
privleged to enjoy?  What did I, an alcoholic assassin, 
ever do to deserve  you.

Remember Macbeth?  All the perfumes of Arabia would not 
sweeten my hands, but one touch from you, your willing 
surrender, and I was absolved.

I don't regret what I did to Mulder, or the others.  That 
was life.  But I swear Dana, I love you, and I'm so sorry.  
Goodbye.

Krycek hurled his last vodka bottle on the metal  catwalk 
and ran away, his footsteps echoing after his tortured 
self, tink, tink, tink.

Sun