Depravity by Moco (NC-17)
Fandom: X-FILES
Pairing: Dana Scully/Alex Krycek, Dana Scully/Alec Kryeck/Fox Mulder, Dana Scully/Fox Mulder
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: http://www.squidge.org/terma/moco/moco.htm
Why this must be read:
Because a spot of depravity is good for the soul as Scully (and, eventually Mulder) find out when Krycek shows up in the midst of an undercover serial killer investigation. You should also read this for a strong, sexy Scully, an amusing Krycek who isn't whitewashed, and a Mulder who's as easily wound up as in canon.
It was after midnight, more than two hours still to go and her feet were icy blocks of pain. A shiny black BMW passed her slowly, turned the corner and in a few minutes, cruised back, following her. She stopped and stared into its darkened windows, cocked a hip, posing. It stopped and the window cranked down, but she still couldn't see inside. Leaning in, she started,"Want to party... Krycek! You rat bastard son of a bitch!" She backed up,reaching for the gun at her back, then stopped, staring at Krycek's large pistol and demonic grin.
"Calm down, Dana. Don't want to blow your cover. This is undercover, right?I heard times were hard for you at the Bureau, but I really hope you're not reduced to moonlighting."
She sputtered, unable to come up with an appropriate curse.
"I assume you're wired," he continued, grinning, "so tell your handlers that I have no plans to hurt you unless I see any cop-like figures approaching us."
"They can hear you," she said between clenched teeth.
"Good. Hi, Mulder. Mulder's there, right?" She nodded. "Hear this, then,Agent Mulder: I'm going to borrow your partner for a few minutes. I won't hurt her. I won't go out of range, so you can hear what's going on. I'll return her in slightly better shape than I found her." At Scully's indignant squeak he added, "This car's got a great heater. Get in Scully."He motioned with the gun.
"It's okay," she told the wire, settling in the car, "He'd have killed me already if he was going to."
"Good girl," Krycek murmured, pulling away from the curb. "Hand me your gun, then tell Mulder to shut up and just listen," he said, guessing correctly that she was wearing a two-way wire. He placed her gun on the dash in front of him. Krycek drove for about five minutes, cutting through alleys and running red lights, finally darting into a condo carport,sandwiching the BMW between a dark green Bronco and a small RV.
The heater was great. As much as she hated to be grateful for anything connected to Alex Krycek, she was very happy to be warm and sitting. She wasn't even very frightened. He might kill her, but she doubted very much if he'd hurt her. "What's this all about, Krycek?" she asked once he'd parked.
"There's a file on the back seat. Get it."
Jesus. Everybody wanted her to jump through hoops. She turned to get on her knees and reach into the back seat. "Where?" She couldn't see squat.
"Behind me."
Shit. She'd have to reach close to him to get it. Just as she put her hands on the cardboard, she felt the cold touch of a gun on her thigh, just above the stocking. "I will kill you, Krycek. Maybe not tonight. But someday.Slowly." She grabbed the file and sat back down, as far away from him as she could get.
"Couldn't help myself," he chuckled. "Seeing the Ice Queen all hussied up like this is, well, hot. You know, Dana, I never thought you had it in you."
"Oh, fuck you, Krycek."
"Hmmm," he answered. "So, what's the going price for prime ass these days?"
She knew he was talking trash to yank Mulder's chain, could hear Mulder's curses in her ear, but it pissed her off as well. She smiled coldly at him."Even if you could afford it, you wouldn't live through it."
"Might be worth it," he purred. "What you say, Mulder? You and Dana here ever done the big nasty?"
So go and enjoy a little Depravity.
