Title:  Monsters and Humans

Author:  M. Kavanagh

Betaed by:  My Mom

Rated:  Pg-13, for violence, the discussion of some 
sexual situation, plus cursing and plenty of angst.

Summary:  Scully and Krycek are each in their own 
personal hell, And like two ships that crash in the night.  
How much damage can they do to each other?

Disclaimers:  All characters of the X-Files belong to 
Chris Carter, 1013 Productions and Twentieth Century Fox 
TV.  I know this and boy do they know it.  I will not make 
a dime from the writing of this story.  So suing me is a 
huge waste of time.  Plus I have no money!

Email:  Ballyga@aol.com, because I crave feedback!  Flame 
will be used to make S'mores!

Scully sat at the bar on the ground floor of the 
Hotel Pennsylvania in New York City.  She was 
alone and drunk, or at least in the process of 
getting there!  She was enjoying her fifth 
Screwdriver, or was it her sixth?  To tell the 
truth she didn't know and she didn't care.  She 
would put the whole damn bill on her Visa.  And 
worry about her alcohol consumption next month.  
She felt old, ugly and the Day-Glo Orange gown 
she was wearing did nothing to improve her mood.

She knew that she was attracting some attention 
from the other drunks.  How could she not, she 
was wearing an orange dress?!?  One of them got 
too close and turned away in pain.  He covered 
his face, muttering "my eyes, my eyes!"  Scully 
just giggled, too bad if her burned his retinas 
looking at her dress.  Didn't he know better than 
to stare at anything this bright?  She shook her 
head and went back to her drink, it was her 
seventh or no it was definitely her eighth!

She glance up and watched, surprised as he 
entered from the hotel lobby.  He looked 
beautiful, but then again he usually did.  No, 
the difference was that this time he was all 
cleaned up!  He was wearing a tuxedo, a very nice 
tuxedo, perhaps a custom fit?  Of course he had 
the customary angry/furious look on his face.  
Which is how Scully knew it really was him and 
not a figment of the vodka.

Alex Krycek was furious as he walked into the 
cocktail lounge on the main floor of the Hotel 
Pennsylvania.  Once inside he stood still for a 
moment, blinking his eyes, trying to regain his 
bearings.  Damn, he chided himself, this auto 
pilot thing has got to stop.  One of these days 
I'll walk myself into traffic.  This is crazy!

He shook his head and sat down at the bar 
ordering a straight vodka.  He needed to get that 
bad taste out of his mouth.  He frowned into his 
drink, the mindless wandering had to stop.  All 
it would earn him was a bullet in the head.  He 
gave a sigh, he needed to forget and vodka 
usually helped.  He had come to the hotel with 
Old Smokey, to a political fund raiser.  This 
time however he wasn't the chauffeur.  But rather 
he was the designated boy toy for the evening.

In an attempt to win political considerations, 
Smokey had lent Alex out.  So from cocktail hour 
to just before the main course, Alex had spent 
time on his knees, showing off his many talents.  
When he was finished, Smokey had been waiting for 
him outside the Men's room.  He merely nodded and 
patting Alex's cheek said, "Go, get a drink and 
relax."

Alex had wanted to hurt Smokey, then and there.  
He badly wanted to shoot him.  But instead he 
found himself in the hotel lobby, drinking vodka.  
So maybe auto pilot thing wasn't complete bad.  
Because if he had stayed he would have murder 
Smokey.  And with all those witnesses, he'd be 
half way to Riker's by now.  He sighed and 
finished his second drink and was working on his 
third when he noticed her.  How could he have 
missed her?  She was wearing a formal gown, but 
it was Orange?  He couldn't believe it, Scully in 
an orange ball gown?  Was the alien invasion 
coming tonight?  This had to be a sign of the 
Apocalypse!  That dress had killed, it would kill 
again!

Alex watched her carefully, wondering where was 
her partner?  Then it hit him, Scully was by 
herself!  After all Mulder would never stand by 
watching her being tortured by a piece of 
clothing!  Alex stood up and nursing his drink, 
wandered over to her.  Sure he was playing with 
fire.  But if he didn't play with fire, he'd have 
no fun at all!  He slid into the bar stool next 
to her and asked,

"Agent Scully, are you aware, that it is in 
direct violation of the Mann Act to kidnap a 
person.  And take them to another State for the 
expressed purpose of wearing that dress?"

Scully shrugged, "That's good to know.  I must 
tell my cousin this."

Alex blinked at her, he had expected something 
nasty/violent or worse yet silence.  But to his 
surprise, Scully seemed willing to play with him!  
So he went on , "Come on Scully, why are you 
wearing that hideous beast?"  She smiled softly 
into at the drink in front of her and murmured, 
"A wedding.  My cousin Kathleen got married and 
bless her pointy little head.  She is keeping up 
with the tradition of dressing her bridesmaids 
like shit so she can glow!"

Alex stopped for a moment, looking the dress 
over and snorted, "Dana, I have no idea how your 
cousin looks in her wedding dress.  But trust me, 
next to you, you're the only thing that's 
actually glowing!"  Scully giggled, "I know, I 
think the dye they used was the same stuff they 
paint the lines on airport runways..."  In a 
moment of total synergy, they turned to each 
other and burst out in unison, "So it glow in the 
dark!!"  After much laughter and a few deep 
breaths Alex noted, A drunk Scully is a fun 
Scully!  As he finished his third drink and 
ordered his fourth.

Scully finished her ninth or was it her tenth?  
Whatever!  And ordered another.  She glanced at 
the man next to her and curiosity getting the 
better of her asked, "So Mouse Bastard, why are 
you all dressed up?"  Mouse Bastard?  Alex 
chuckled, wasn't that Rat Bastard?  Wow is she 
drunk!  He motioned the bartender over and 
ordered her a cup of coffee.

"Well, Dana, I'm here at the hotel with Smokey.  
We are supposed to be attending a fund raising 
dinner.  But it turns out I was part of the 
fundrasing!"  She turned to him blinking while 
sipping the coffee, "What does that mean?"

He gave a bitter laugh, "It turns out that 
having Alex on his knees is good for politics.  
And you would be surprised which upstanding 
citizen enjoyed having me the most!"  He took 
another deep sip from his vodka as the 
implications of what he said hit Scully.  Alex is 
a rent boy for the Consortium?  She shook her 
head, well that explains the custom made tuxedo.  
They had to make sure he looked pretty, that 
James Dean wanna be look wouldn't do!  And damn 
he does look pretty!

Alex took another sip, this time shaky as Scully 
gave him the once over.  Then it hit him.  OH, 
God...had he just told her that he had another 
man's, another man's...down his throat?!?  One of 
these days his big mouth was going to get him 
into trouble.  He would say the wrong thing to 
the wrong person.  Or the right thing to the 
right person, whatever.  And this angel next to 
him would be doing the autopsy!  He put down the 
vodka, unfinished and ordered himself a cup of 
coffee.  He protested between sips of coffee, 
"C'mon Scully, stop looking at me like that...I'm 
not gay!  It has nothing to do with enjoyment.  
It has to do with power, who has it and who 
doesn't.  And no matter what you or Mulder think, 
I don't have it!"

Scully didn't know what he was talking about.  
All she knew was tonight he looked beautiful and 
he smelled good too!  She reached out fingering 
the short hairs at the nape of his neck.  So he 
letting it grow out.  I'll bet if he doesn't gel 
it, it gets all curly!  She leaned forward to 
whisper in his ear," So you're the rent boy of 
the Consortium?"  And watched in amazement as 
Alex nearly fell off the stool.

He caught himself, turning to look at her with 
pain filled green eyes.  But Scully was on a 
roll.  Only an act of God could stop her.  "Well, 
let me tell you that really pisses me off!  I 
mean you worked at the FBI for months and never 
provided us with such services!  But for 
Cancerman you give it away!"  Scully reached out 
and snagging her purse, opened it and showed him 
her gun.  " That really pisses me off!  So why 
don't you come up to my room and show me how 
talented you are!  Other wise I'll be forced to 
shoot you here in the bar, Mouse!"

Alex was floored, when she fingered his hair, he 
chalked it up to her being drunk.  When she 
whispered the truth, into his ear.  He almost 
hurt himself falling off the stool.  He looked at 
her surprised that something so small and 
delicate could hurt him this much!  But this, 
holding him at gunpoint for sex?  Oh, man this 
was crazy!

The thing was what should he do?  He didn't want 
to hurt her.  He couldn't get to his gun, it was 
strapped to his ankle.  Whereas Dana's gun was 
within fingertip reach.  He might get up and walk 
away.  But with her drunk as she was, he wasn't 
sure that she wouldn't shoot.  After all this was 
a woman who had shot her partner, and she liked 
her partner!  Or worse yet she might miss him and 
hit someone else.  What a mess?!?  He sighed, 
only one thing to do, go with her and deal with 
the situation in her room.  Yes, that was what he 
was going to do, it was the safest option!

It was amazing, Alex mused that they managed to 
make it to her room without running into anyone.  
No one from her wedding reception, no one from 
his fund raiser.  It must be the open bar at both 
events.  Never thought I'd be happy for an 
endless happy hour, Alex shrugged to himself.  
The room Dana had booked was okay, probably 
better than anything Mulder would have gotten.  
But still it wasn't the honeymoon suite.  He was 
amused that Scully had but both his and her 
drinks on her Visa.  Boy, she was going to have a 
headache in a month from now!

He sat on the bed in anticipation, wondering 
what this woman would do next.  She closed the 
door behind, pulling the lock across.  She put 
her purse down on a table by the door, placing 
the gun inside her purse.  She turned and gave 
Alex a slow sexy smile, God it was breathtaking.  
Well, if that's how she was going to play it he 
might as well catch the act!  Scully sauntered 
over and taking his face in her hands, she kissed 
him deep on the lips.  Slowly first, 
softly/sweetly then with each passing second 
harder with more passion.  Alex could feel the 
throbbing of his heart in his ears.  Abruptly she 
pulled away and studied Alex.  She left his, and 
went over to the night table.  She opened the 
drawer and rummaged around a while before pulling 
out a hand full of condoms.  She returned to 
Alex, dropping the condoms next to Alex on the 
bed.

He was still a little out of breath, yet he 
managed to raise an eyebrow.  She explained 
matter of fact," A gift from Mulder.  He said 
that in his experiences, bridesmaids get laid at 
these events.  He just wanted me to be prepared.  
Alex murmured in a half whisper, "Always the boy 
scout."  Alex was about to ask, just where was 
Mulder?  But Scully was having none of it.  
Instead she began nibbling on his ear.  
Hhhhhhmmmmm...that felt nice, very...then it hit 
him...  Scully was trying to seduce him!!!  And 
he couldn't help it, he burst out laughing.  Then 
he immediately regretted it, she pulled away and 
frowned down at him.

"Oh come on Scully, don't get upset!  Come on, 
you have to see the humor here, it's Mouse Boy!  
You're seducing Mouse Boy, Scully!  The question 
is why?  I mean you hate me.  I was there when 
Cardinale shot your sister and I did nothing.  I 
was there when Bill Mulder was killed and I did 
nothing.  That's what I do, I'm an assassin, a 
hired thug.  I get paid to hurt and yes, kill 
others.  When I'm not performing on my knees."  
Alex pulled away and stepped around Scully.  He 
headed for the door and stopped, turning to 
Scully.  "Look, we shared a few drinks, had a few 
laughs.  It was a great evening, buts lets face 
it we live in the real world.  Good night 
Scully."

Krycek was almost out the door when he was 
stopped by her voice.

"Alex?"  Alex?!  She had never called him that, 
even when he worked at the FBI.  The funny thing 
was that Alex really was his name, Krycek was an 
alias.

"Alex?, Did you ever wish you could just change 
your life?"  Alex was mired in quicksand.  How 
was he supposed to answer that question?  Did it 
even have an answer?  He needed to leave now, but 
he just stood there trapped.  Before he knew it, 
Scully was standing behind him, with her hand 
touching the small of his back.

"Alex do you ever dream you were someone else, 
someone completely different from who you are 
now?  Alex pulled away from her and started 
pacing, back and forth, he snarled like a trapped 
panther.  "Shut up, just shut up!!!!  Okay 
Scully!!!  Stop with the questions!  I don't 
know...I don't have anyanswers!  I don't know!!  
...Yeah...  maybe...  Maybe I wish I were...  
Mulder okay.  I wish I were like Mulder, you know 
pure of heart, you know Sir Galahad, a knight in 
shining armor.  But I'm not, I sold out a long 
time ago..."  Alex just stopped and stood in the 
middle of the floor, staring at the bed, staring 
at nothing.

Behind him began a soft bitter laugh, he turned 
to find Scully holding her sides, out of breath.  
"You wish you were like Mulder?  You wish you 
were my self absorbed myopic partner?  
Unbelievable!  Do you know why I'm here at this 
wedding alone?  Because at the last minute he 
decided to go hunting for Mermaids in the Florida 
Keys!!!  He promised he would come, but he 
changed his mind!  Do you know how often the 
bastard ditches me?  It has practical become a 
national past time!!!  He take me for granted!  
He only appreciates me when I'm gone, then he 
freaks!!!  Only when I threaten to leave, does he 
attempt to kiss me!!!  Manipulative bastard!!!  
He used my emotions against me, to obtain his 
objectives!!!"

"And what does Mulder want?  Does he want me?  
Oh, no!  He wants little gray men, Mermaids and 
Voodoun Priestess, Vampires and Spontaneous 
Combustion!  He says, I want to know the truth...  
the truth...it's right in front of him!  But he 
doesn't want to see it!  He doesn't want to see 
my love for him!  He doesn't want to know our 
truth, the truth that exists between us!  That's 
because  to him, "US" doesn't exists!  I'm only 
his partner, Scully, his personal girl Friday!  
And you Alex, want to be like him!  You want to 
be unable to know love or accept love!  She let 
go a long, deep sigh, "I feel so old, ugly and 
it's not just this dress...  I feel so 
unwanted..."

Alex turned walked over to Scully and pulled her 
into his arms, "Dana, you are not old, ugly or 
unwanted.  The problem with Mulder is that he 
doesn't see you, not as you are, not what you 
have become.  He still sees you as a naive, eager 
and ambitious but inexperience field agent.  In 
some ways, he sees you as a surrogate for his 
missing sister."  Scully turned her head to look 
up at Alex, "And you?  How do you see me?"  Alex 
shook his head," Oh, you don't want to know how I 
see you!"

Scully held her ground, determined, "I think I 
do!"

"Really??"  Alex stopped for a moment as if 
considering something, then he kissed her.

What a kiss!  Scully could feel it all the way 
to her toes.  She felt all tingly like she was 
being tickled.  Hhhmmmm, she thought as she 
leaned into the kiss.

Abruptly Alex pulled back from her.  She opened 
her eyes to find him looking down at her with a 
bemused smile.  But his eyes, they were a shade 
of green she was sure she had never seen before.  
His eyes, she felt as if she was sinking into 
them.  As Alex reached up to brush back a stray 
hair from her forehead, someone knocked on the 
door.  The knock was felt as an intrusion.  It 
broke the air of enchantment surrounding them.

Stepping back, Scully turned around and opened 
the door asking, "Yes, can I help you?"  The 
phrase was out of her mouth, before she 
recognized the man in the hallway.  She blinked 
twice before she realized that no, she wasn't 
having hallucination, Cancerman was really 
standing at the door!!!!  He was standing there 
pulling a drag from the cigarette hanging from 
his mouth.

Cancerman smiled politely and asked "Agent 
Scully, if you don't mind I would like to speak 
to Alex?"  Scully was floored, how did he know 
Alex was here, even now Alex was standing behind 
the door!  But Cancerman answered her unasked 
question, pushing forward.  Thus forcing Scully 
to retreat and open the door, exposing Alex 
behind it.  " Cancerman began, "I saw earlier 
that you were holding a gun to Alex.  As you both 
were walking over to the elevators.  I merely 
assumed that you were bringing him here for an 
interrogation.  Although..."  Cancerman eyes 
roamed beyond Scully, over Alex's form and on to 
the bed, taking note of the condom wrappers.  He 
continued"...I can see now that interrogation is 
rather a strong word.  Still if I may come in, I 
really would like to speak to Alex."

Scully gave a sigh and flung open the door, 
"Sure come on in."  She would have rather have 
shot him, or arrested him or even beaten the crap 
out of him!!!  But it wasn't illegal to get 
dressed up in a tux, knock on a door and ask to 
speak to Alex.  Unfortunately!  She close the 
door and turned to see the two men size each 
other up.    Alex was transformed, it was as if 
he had become a mannequin.  His face, his body 
and his voice betrayed no emotions.  Only his 
eyes glittered a cold green fire.

He broke the tension in the room by asking in a 
flat voice," So you found me.  What do you want?"  
Cancerman put a fatherly smile on his face,

"What do I want?  Alex!  I thought you would be 
happy to see me?  I thought I was getting you out 
of a dangerous situation, my boy!"  Alex only 
blinked,

"Get me out of a dangerous situation?  Scully 
now constitutes a danger??  How many times have 
you place my life on the line?  How many times 
have I stared into the abyss?  And you want to 
save me from Red?  Since when do you care?"

"Care?  Alex, oh I care!  I'll admit in the past 
I may not have been connected to my emotions.  
But since I've come back from my surgery, I've 
gained a new understanding of those around me.  
And my boy, I am very fond of you!"

Alex closed his eyes, shaking his head, "When 
the devil says he cares about you, it is 
definitely time to give up on atheism.  With that 
Alex opened his eyes and glancing at Scully.  
"Whatever you do don't take off the cross, it's 
the only thing stopping him from taking your 
soul."  He turned back, giving Cancerman a rather 
pointed look, "Now that you can see I'm okay, you 
can leave!"

Cancerman shook his head, "I'm afraid not, Alex.  
It's late, it is after midnight.  It is time for 
us to go home."  Scully blanched and stepped 
back, out of the line of fire between the two 
men.  Go home?  Alex is living with Cancerman, in 
his house, under his thumb?  That was something 
she really didn't need to know!  Alex had become 
visibly upset, he stared to pace back and forth 
like an agitated cat.

"What are you, my father now?!  Telling me when 
to go to bed?"  He hissed through clenched teeth 
,"Let me tell you something.  I only work for 
you!  You pay me a check.  I came to the party.  
I fulfilled my obligations.  I'm off the clock 
now.  So back off!!!  I'll come home when I'm 
damn good and ready!!!

Cancerman tilted his head as if to consider what 
Alex had said, then he commented.  "Alex it is 
only good manners to leave a party with the 
person you came with.  Other wise it will look as 
if you're ditching me like I'm a bad date.  ."  
Alex flinched as the last words were spoken.  
Cancerman continued," It's late and I came to 
fetch you to go home."

Alex recovered and snarled, "Go home?  Go back 
to hell, old man!!!!"  Cancerman nodded "Okay 
Alex, you're an adult.  You can make your own 
choices."  Cancerman turned and headed for the 
door, then stopped.  "Although, I should let you 
know that at what ever time you do get home, the 
pharmacy will be closed.  You will have to get 
through tonight without any help."

Alex stopped pacing and turned back to 
Cancerman.  His pupils were constricted and there 
was sweat on his upper lip.  There was fear on 
his face, Scully noted.  Alex just stood staring 
at Cancerman's back.

His husky voice cracked, "I see, so you're 
taking the Demerol away.  And if I still say no, 
what's next.  Will you pull a gun and threaten to 
blow Scully's head off?  "

Cancerman turned back, "Why would I threaten the 
lovely Agent Scully?  Alex, I'm just reminding 
you that all actions have consequences.  And that 
you have to be prepared to accept the results of 
your actions."  Alex's voice dropped in to a 
harsh whisper, he muttered, "Just who the hell do 
you think you are?  Why won't you leave me 
alone?"  Then in a spurt of rage, he reach out to 
the night table in front of him.  Picking up the 
glass ashtray Alex smashed it against the wall.

Alex closed his eyes and passed his hand over 
his face.  After several shaky breaths, Alex 
looked at Cancerman.  "Alex..."Cancerman began 
but Alex interupted.  "Fine, okay, 
whatever...I'll leave with you but I'm using the 
bathroom first.!"  He turned and made a beeline 
for the bathroom.  He neither looked at Cancerman 
or Scully.  Cancerman called after him, "Of 
course, Alex you'll need to after all the vodka 
you drank this evening."  Alex's only reply was 
to slam the door, hard.

Cancerman looked at the shattered ash tray in 
disgusts, then finding a glass put out his butt.  
He turned and found Scully watching 
dispassionately.  "Well, Agent Scully, I must say 
that despite that dress, you do look beautiful 
tonight.  However you must admit that your cousin 
has strange taste.  I gather she is going for a 
Halloween theme wedding, with this being October 
and that dress being orange."

Scully only stared down Cancerman, "The dress is 
peach!"

Cancerman never had the chance to reply to 
Scully.  Because the bathroom was flung open and 
Alex came out.  Another Alex came out, gone was 
the fear, the anger or nervousness.  It was 
replaced by Bad Boy Alex.  The Alex who would do 
what ever it took to survive.  And it was all a 
facade!  Scully knew this the way you know when 
you are being lied to, she knew.  There was 
nothing she could do, it was making her sick.

"Ready to go Boss!"  And as Alex eyed the 
condoms spread out on the bed, he asked, "Scully, 
do you mind if I grab a few?"  Scully managed to 
choke out a reply, "Sure, go ahead."  Alex reach 
down, grabbing a handful and shoving them in his 
pocket.  He turned and catching Cancerman's eye, 
he smirked, "I never know where I'll be, when I 
need these!"  Alex turned, walked over to Scully 
and scooped up her hand.  He kissed her with 
reverence, Scully shuddered softly.  He looked 
up, offering her a sweet smile , "Good night 
Scully.  And tell Mulder, If I were him, I would 
never ditch you for Mermaids, never Scully."  
Then rising up, he turned and eyeing Cancerman, 
"Come on Boss!  I'm tired.  I want to go home....If 
I have to wait for you at the limo, I'm leaving 
you behind!  He turned and strolled out the door 
and down the hall.

Cancerman nodded and to Scully spoke, "Good 
night Agent Scully!  Forgive us for interrupting 
what I'm sure was a lovely evening."  He turned 
and followed Alex down the hall.  Scully slammed 
the door behind them.  She walked over to the 
bed, sinking into the soft blankets.  It may have 
been that she was tired from the wedding 
festivities.  Or that she had, had too many 
drinks.  Or that the reality of Alex's life was 
too much to take.  Or it was a combo of all 
three.  But for what ever reason, Scully passed 
out.

A few minutes later...in a limousine speeding 
uptown.  Alex had settled deeply into the back 
seat of the limo.  He was looking out the window 
to his left.  He was ignoring the man seated to 
his right.  He was able to ignore the needle 
slide into his right arm.  He was able to ignore 
the rush of chemicals into his blood stream.  The 
Demerol would make the Phantom Limb pain go away.  
So tonight he would be able to sleep.  He was 
busy, ignoring the mumbling of the man next to 
him.

He ignored, "my pretty boy" and "I'll Always 
care for you" and "Senator so and so thinks..."  
Yes, Alex had become good at ignoring thing 
around him.  But he couldn't ignore himself.  He 
couldn't ignore his own heart.  He knew he was a 
boy toy.  He was an instrument of the man next to 
him.  He was Cancerman's Monster.  He knew this.  
And he could do nothing about it.  So he 
continued to look out the window.  And he watched 
as the pretty lights of New York City went by, 
with tear filled eyes.

A few hours later....Scully woke up, tangled in 
sheets, bedspreads and that damn orange dress.  
She had fallen asleep with the light's on.  Her 
head felt like an over ripe melon.  Or maybe 
rather an over ripe pumpkin.  With a grown, she 
though, I have to give up drinking, it's killing 
me!  How did Skinner survive his divorce with all 
the drinking he did?

There has got to be a X-File there!  Well, it is 
time to get rid of this dress.  Maybe I'll give 
it to the Three Geeks.  They could probably use 
glow in the dark material.  She found the alarm 
clock, it was now 5 AM and her head hurt.  She 
stood up and unzipped the dress, kicking it away.  
She frowned, looked at her feet and flung off the 
matching sandals.  She padded over to the 
bathroom in stocking feet, looking for a Motrin*.  
She got lucky and found a bottle in her makeup 
bag.  Leaning over the sink, something stung her 
toe.  Ouch!  She reached down and pulled from her 
foot a pin.  Or no, rather a cuff link.  She 
looked at it a moment, blinking at it.  It was 
Alex's cuff link!  She knew it!  She had seen it 
on his wrist last night.

Out of curiosity she took the cuff link and 
pulled it across the mirror.  It left a scratch 
behind.  It was a diamond all right!  Cancerman 
had really dressed Alex like a gigolo last night.  
Scully sat down on the toilet, in tears,  "Poor 
Alex."

She wanted to hate him, She needed to hate him.  
With all the things he had done.  With everything 
he was guilty of.  But she couldn't, not any 
more.  Not with what she had seen or now knew.  
During all these years she had seen him as a 
Monster.  But not any more, for last night Alex 
Krycek had become Human.

*denotes a brand name of ibuprofen pain 
reliever

The End...  if you made it this far, Thank You!  
Why not take the time and tell me what you think.  
Are you annoyed that Alex and Dana never got 
lucky?  Are you upset that Cancerman showed up, 
acting creepy?  Let me know!
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