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Monday No. 57 by Jadzia, aka Wunderwesen (PG-13)
Fandom: THE X-FILES
Pairing: Mulder/Krycek
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wunderwesen
Author Webpage: Wunderwesen's new website, currently under construction.
Why this must be read:
The now dearly departed X-Files community The Cube (once upon a time known as The M/K Fight Club) was famous for its trademark twenty-four hour challenges, which often resulted in a number of remarkable stories. This fic was written in answer to one of these, where the task was to use the basic premise of the episode "Monday" and somehow fit Krycek into the story.
Now, "Monday" was the X-Files version of the classic movie Groundhog Day, and thus all about a day that repeats itself over and over. This particular day starts with Mulder waking up soaking wet because his waterbed (or rather, the waterbed procured for his apartment by the man who briefly inhabited his body a few episodes before) has sprung a leak, continues with him running off to do an errand at a bank close to the Hoover building, and ends with him, Scully, and a large number of other people being killed in an explosion when a bank robbery goes sour. And then it all starts over at the beginning. We see the events from Mulder's perspective, but he is not the one who is aware that time is running on a loop. This role falls to the bank robber's girlfriend, who repeatedly tries to bring Mulder's attention to what is about to happen before he steps inside the bank, in the hopes that he might be able to change the outcome. But what if instead, Alex Krycek was the one reliving the day?
Jadzia's Monday No. 57 gives us a vivid, melancholy and beautiful answer to that question. While keeping close to the canon of the episode, what this story offers is a deeply felt portrait of Alex as a man filled with yearning for things out of his reach, so deprived of human closeness that in the end, the smallest kindness means everything. A sad fic, certainly, but ultimately so radiant with warmth that it will make you smile through the tears.
Monday No. 57
Pairing: Mulder/Krycek
Author on LJ:
wunderwesenAuthor Webpage: Wunderwesen's new website, currently under construction.
Why this must be read:
The now dearly departed X-Files community The Cube (once upon a time known as The M/K Fight Club) was famous for its trademark twenty-four hour challenges, which often resulted in a number of remarkable stories. This fic was written in answer to one of these, where the task was to use the basic premise of the episode "Monday" and somehow fit Krycek into the story.
Now, "Monday" was the X-Files version of the classic movie Groundhog Day, and thus all about a day that repeats itself over and over. This particular day starts with Mulder waking up soaking wet because his waterbed (or rather, the waterbed procured for his apartment by the man who briefly inhabited his body a few episodes before) has sprung a leak, continues with him running off to do an errand at a bank close to the Hoover building, and ends with him, Scully, and a large number of other people being killed in an explosion when a bank robbery goes sour. And then it all starts over at the beginning. We see the events from Mulder's perspective, but he is not the one who is aware that time is running on a loop. This role falls to the bank robber's girlfriend, who repeatedly tries to bring Mulder's attention to what is about to happen before he steps inside the bank, in the hopes that he might be able to change the outcome. But what if instead, Alex Krycek was the one reliving the day?
Jadzia's Monday No. 57 gives us a vivid, melancholy and beautiful answer to that question. While keeping close to the canon of the episode, what this story offers is a deeply felt portrait of Alex as a man filled with yearning for things out of his reach, so deprived of human closeness that in the end, the smallest kindness means everything. A sad fic, certainly, but ultimately so radiant with warmth that it will make you smile through the tears.
Monday No. 57
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