Love Me When I'm Gone, by Demi-X

Love Me When I'm Gone

by Demi-X

Pairing: M/K

Author's Notes: For Speedo - All the best to you and yours in 2005. Song: "Love Me When I'm Gone," by Three Doors Down

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There's another world inside of me
That you may never see
There's secrets in this life
That I can't hide
Somewhere in this darkness
There's a light that I can't find
Maybe it's too far away...
Maybe I'm just blind...

Mulder pocketed the incriminating cigarette butts and stalked out of his boss's office with a new found purpose.

Krycek's phone may be disconnected but Mulder was willing to bet that the rat bastard was still there. He went straight to his own bureau assigned car, housed within in the FBI's cavernous parking lot and immediately took off in the direction of Krycek's apartment.

He couldn't believe how easily he had been taken by the younger, bright eyed and eager agent.

Alex.

He had actually called him that.

Alex. The boy put on quite the performance too.

Mulder shook his head, what a dope he'd been. Never once, did he even use Scully's first name. And why was that? Because he had been smart enough not to get too close to her.

Maybe I'm just blind...

Damn Alex Krycek and his poor wardrobe choices. Mulder could still see himself re-knotting the younger agent's tie for him when they were in New York searching for Augustus Cole. They had stood alone, in Alex's hotel room, sunlight streaming through the open curtains and flowing over them. Mulder cracked a joke about Alex's bad tie, and the young agent in return had asked him to fix it 'if you can't bear to be seen in public with me dressed like this.'

Emboldened, Mulder stepped forward. Reaching out slowly he plucked up the offending tie and pulled it apart. Alex stood still, dark green eyes on his seasoned partner, his plump lips parted slightly and a tiny grin curling at the corners of his sensuous mouth. Holding an end of fabric in each hand, Mulder let his hands rest gently against his partner's chest.

And then, there they were, standing in warm sunlight wrapped up with homo-erotic tension looking into each other.

Then Mulder smiled and averted his gaze to the tie and shirt and he began explaining the steps to making a perfect knot to his partner as he completed them.

When the tie was done, Mulder smoothed out the red and blue, boldly-striped garment with his right hand. Slowly caressing Krycek's chest below the silk.

Realizing what he was doing, Mulder brought his eyes up to meet with Alex's. The agent was pleased to see that the younger man was staring attentively back at him.

This time, Mulder could not pull his gaze away.

Mulder wondered why he had never noticed that Alex had freckles. Small and brown and almost invisible, but yet they were there, delicately dotting over the bridge of the younger man's nose.

Mulder wanted to kiss every adorable one of them, and judging by the small heavy breath's coming from his partner, Alex would let him do it.

The moment between them was electric, the sensual tension not lost on either man.

But then, Alex slowly blinked his eyes, his long lashes breaking the eye contact between them. And when he opened them again, Mulder had managed to pull himself together.

Finally composed him self, Alex smiled and stepped back a pace. Mimicking the same move Mulder had done seconds before, he smoothed down his tie and reached for his jacket. "Come on Mr. Armani, we have an autopsy to attend too." With that he turned and started for the door, as he walked away, Mulder watched the young agent's ass, the cotton pants draped over the agent's backside quite nicely, accentuating the fully rounded mounds.

At least the green agent knew how to select pants that fit him properly.

Krycek reached the door and turned, "Are you coming?" he asked, waiting for an answer.

Mulder only nodded and started for the door, not daring to think of the possiblilites.

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The horn of a car bleated out obnoxiously behind Mulder, dragging him out of his revelry and making him realize that the red light he was stopped at had turned green long ago. The erection he had sprouted told the agent, that despite this latest turn of events, his business with Krycek was not yet done.

Mulder pulled away from the stop line, accelerating his speed.

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So hold me when I'm here
Right me when I'm wrong
Hold me when I'm scared
And love me when I'm gone

A dark van pulled out in front of a two story brick apartment building and a side door opened up and a body was pushed out. The form hit the sidewalk with a grunt, and a cry of pain that was drowned out by the vehicle pulling recklessly away from the curb.

Alex rose to his feet slowly, favouring the bruised ribs on the right side of his torso, and slowly made his way to his apartment. The smoking man's lesson in 'doing what you are told to' was hard taught and well learned.

At the very first, knowing Mulder would discover his secret association, Alex had fully intended on packing his shit up and getting the hell out of Dodge before the agent found him. But then, he decided that he did not like lying and cheating to his partner -- Liked spying on him even less. Nope, his honour and integrity was worth more than a promise of one day saving the world, his glory would come from fighting hard; fighting honestly.

It seemed to Alex, that it would be easier to save humanity working with Fox Mulder rather than against him, after all, Mulder and the consortium had the same objectives. Alex decided to go to Mulder, tell him everything than the two of them, side by side, could first, save Scully then the world. Fox Mulder would be forever grateful…..

Too bad Alex's thinking had been nothing more than a pleasant daydream of a love sick young man. The Smoking man's henchman picked him up before he could run to the agent.

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The Smoker had not been pleased at all to discover that Agent Mulder had already discovered the connection between Krycek and himself. The smoker just knew that Krycek had intentionally left the evidence to be discovered.

In the end, not one to let speculation over recent events tell him what had happened, Cancer man pulled Alex in for 'questioning', gaining the real truth on the whole matter.

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And Alex, the recipient of many a beating in his young days, denied deliberately allowing Mulder to find those butts. Through exhausted breaths the young agent lied easily, claiming that he had merely 'forgotten' to empty the ashtray, then adding sprinkles to the whip cream, he petulantly claimed that if the smoker had not smoked in his car, none of 'this' would have happened.

That drew a particularly nasty punch to the ribs from Cardinale, but it was well worth it.

Alex was positive that the smoking man was buying his package of lies. Though truth be told, the young agent still had fast to his plans to tell Mulder everything.

Cardinale's beating only made him hold onto the dream of working with Mulder tighter.

Confined to a wooden chair by means of handcuffs to his wrists and ankles, Alex had struggled all through the beating. The solid metal bracelets cut the flesh on all four limbs his wrists taking the worst, were left skinned and bloodied. Cardinale finally undid the biting cuffs and then gave the battered prisoner a vicious shove from behind. Alex fell out of the chair and hit the floor hard.

"Hold him down." Came an order from the shadows.

Cardinale kicked Alex in the ribs, hitting the same spot with his foot as his fist had minutes before. The henchmen's large boot flipped the double agent onto his back then he pushed his heavy leather toe into Alex's neck, pinning him flat on his back.

At that point and the smoker stepped out of the shadows and snapped close his cell phone, cutting off the connection.

'That was one of my source's inside the bureau, he says Mulder has opened a file on you." The old man lit a cigarette and puffed on it heavily. When the end of the cigarette was sufficiently glowing, he bent down and pushed the lit end into a dark, bloodied bruise on the underside of Krycek's left wrist.

Alex screamed as loud as was possible for him and the air left his lungs, the searing pain of the burn ricocheted through his body.

Naturally, trying to escape the pain, Alex tried to pull his arm away but the other henchman 'assisting' Cardinale was standing on his fingers, pinning his arm down.

The smoking man withdrew the cigarette and flicked it away, he stood up and stared down into Alex's watery eyes. The hate Alex saw in the old man's face made him shudder and it was then that he realized that there was no going back to his life as it was before he had been recruited out of the academy ranks and into the secret syndicate.

Didn't matter thought Alex, he would tell Mulder his truths then disappear instead of sticking around and fighting back.

"I can tell what you're thinking Krycek. And just so you know, it was 'us' who killed your parents, and it's 'us' who have your sister."

Alex immediately turned away from the Smoker and threw a scowl at Cardinale when he heard the man mutter something in Spanish at the mention of his sister. Alex didn't know what he had said, but he was pretty sure it was something suitably disgusting.

"She's very beautiful, Cabron." The South-American said in English. Cardinale removed his foot from Alex's neck and squatted down next to him. "Such a pretty face, it would be a shame to have to damage her..." A lust filled gleam filled the Spaniard's penetrating dark brown eyes.

"Let her go." Demanded Alex, cutting off the sadistic soldier before he could finish his veiled threat.

"She's still a virgin? Right?" Cardinale said threateningly. That comment earned him a face full of Krycek's spit, and in return, earned Alex another punch to the ribs, but both deemed the actions worth it.

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Alex knew that no matter which way he went, there would be no escape for him or his younger sister. She was probably already dead; Tereza was soft and had always been so.

It was then, that Alex realized he had to go back to 'them'. He had to try and find out what happened to his sister, he'd do what he had too to save her. Nothing much mattered anymore; Mulder would never had believe in him anyways. So hold me when I'm here
Right me when I'm wrong
Hold me when I'm scared
And love me when I'm gone
Everything I am
And everything you need
I'll also be the one
You wanted me to be
I'll never let you down
Even if I could
I'd give up everything
If only for your good
So hold me when I'm here
Right me when I'm wrong
You can hold me when I'm scared
You won't always be there
So love me when I'm gone

Love me when I'm gone...

End

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