Scully's Game

by Nadia Sernas

"Who was that?"  Krycek demanded as Dana Scully struggled with the deadbolt on her apartment door.

Scully had just returned from a candlelight dinner with her partner, John Doggett, who had driven her home.  Krycek was in the kitchen, waiting with the lights switched on for once.  She noticed immediately that there were even more baby supplies and furniture sitting in her living room.

"I've been waiting for you for hours."  he said suspiciously.  "And I'm hungry.  I was hoping you'd fix me dinner."

Scully felt strangely aroused by his sexist remark, but did not intend to become his willing victim just yet.  Instead, she launched into her own manipulative behaviour…

"Who do you think you are, dropping in at all hours, loading up my apartment and storage space with baby stuff?!"  she nagged ungratefully.  "There's enough junk here to fill a house in Virginia!"

Alex Krycek had made another unscheduled appearance at her apartment to deliver baby supplies and groceries.  He was the in-vitro father of her baby and was behaving responsibly in the only way he knew how.  He was now accustomed to Scully's machinations, and recognized the comment about the house in Virginia as yet another marital hint from her.  It was just one of the many things about her that turned him on.

"Who the hell was that?"  he repeated.  "Those were Bureau plates.  Was it Skinner?"  he demanded as he gazed admiringly at the way her snug red dress revealed her pregnant belly.  He congratulated himself.  He had done this to her: transformed the aloof Agent Scully into an alluring, wanton woman.  The competitive male in him needed to win her heart - win her away from Mulder, Skinner and whomever else desired her.  But he had an advantage - he had fathered her child.

"None of your damn business!"  she argued, blushing with pleasure at his scrutiny.  "Consider it payback for you telling the landlord that you're my lover!  Do you realize how embarrassed I am about that?"

"You're not embarrassed - you love the idea of me and you."  Krycek needled.  He remembered when all this started that it was HE who held control in their relationship, but lately all that had reversed itself.  He now found himself completely controlled by the woman he wanted.  That had to change.

"It's late, Dana, and you need rest.  Get out of the dress and get into bed!"  he ordered.  Her glow of desire was not lost on Krycek and he again congratulated himself.

Damn!  Scully thought.  She would not let him take control of this game and decided to challenge his masculinity in retaliation.

"Are you any good in bed with that mechanical arm?"  she asked rudely as she unzipped the back of her dress, while gazing suggestively at him.

"My best parts are real, Dana.  You won't be disappointed.  But, we'll leave that to another day."  Krycek said, hoping his sudden nervousness didn't show.  He wasn't prepared to bed the beautiful redhead just yet, and it bothered him that she had questioned his abilities.  "It's late, and you need to take care of yourself."

"Really?"  she asked sarcastically, wondering why he had just rejected her.  "Maybe I should ask Marita about your 'best parts'!"

"M-Marita?"  he stammered.  "There's nothing between us, Dana.  She's just…just an associate."  Why did he feel like a husband who had been caught cheating?

"And another thing…I don't like the way you just barge in here  whenever you please!  What if I had a man up here?"  she demanded.

"Look, you're the mother of my son, and I want you.  Why do you think I volunteered for this job?  If I catch any other men up here, I'll kill them…slowly."  Krycek threatened.

Once again Scully's color rose dramatically and her pupils dilated.  Her toes tingled and the baby began to kick.  But it was necessary for her to get control of her hormones in order to control Krycek.

"Then if you ever show up here smelling like Marita again, my bedroom door will be locked forever."  she warned.  "I won't share you with another woman!  And one more thing, why should I stake my future on a man who doesn't even have a job?"  she demanded.

Krycek sighed inwardly.  He knew she would pounce on him for that sooner or later.

"Because I've got money…I robbed a Brink's truck for you, baby!"  he admitted intensely as he stared directly at her cleavage, hoping it would give her something to think about.

Scully felt feverish with desire.  Krycek really WAS in love with her, she decided, if he would rob and kill for her.  But she was not going to give in so easily.  She had worked damn hard to keep him interested, but he still had not given her an engagement ring.

"Every time you show up at my door, you bring baby things!"  she complained.  "Nothing that would indicate that you intend to me an honest woman.  Don't you want to marry me and give our baby a name?"  Dana Scully pleaded, easily bringing tears to her eyes.

Krycek winced.  "You'll get your engagement ring, Dana," he conceded, "but in return I want something from you.  Next time I visit I want cocktails and dinner.  I want you to spoil me…" he ordered.

"Bedtime for me, Krycek."  she yawned, and without making any promises she signalled that it was time for him to leave.  She opened her apartment door and leaned against it, as the strap of her unzipped dress fell away to reveal her black wonderbra.

"Like what you see?"  she continued boldly as she confronted his fascinated gaze.  "The next step is up to you, Krycek…Good night."  she said as she gently pushed him out the door and secured the deadbolt…

Finis

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