(Title)  Behind Closed Doors 
(Author)  Mel X Lady 
(E-mail)  MLKChessqueen@juno.com 
(Rating)  NC-17 
(Spoilers)  If you know about his arm, you'll do fine! 
(Keywords)  Krycek/Scully Sex. 
(Summary)  Krycek is sent to kill Scully, but is caught and has to pay the 
price. 
 (My first NC-17 story, please be nice:)



Krycek held the gun and watched her move. She was graceful in her movements as 
she reached for another file and opened it. She was seducing him. Although she 
didn't know it, she had him on a string, a string that couldn't break. Krycek 
gasped for air slowly as he commanded his beating heart to slow down. He slowly 
began to pull the trigger but stopped himself for the tenth time that hour. He 
had been siting in the closet for almost 2 hours waiting to pull the damn 
trigger, but it wouldn't pull. He couldn't do it. He heard a knock on the door 
and he pulled himself back into the shadows of the dark closet as she answered 
the door. 
"Hi, Mulder." she said as he walked in behind her. Krycek took another deep 
breath as he watched that son-of-a-bitch walk into the room behind Scully. A 
slight smile on his face that indicated more than Krycek ever wanted to know 
about him. 
He hated Mulder. He really did. No particular reason, and half of it was 
probably by the brain washing the consortism pulled on him day one. Krycek 
watched him as he pretended to be interested in the files, hell, for all he 
knew, Mulder really was there for the files, and he just had Scully there to do 
the paper work for him. 
She was a brilliant scientist and doctor. She deserved so much more than Mulder 
and doing his paper work. Krycek considered pulling the trigger on Mulder, but 
how would he ever explain that? His mission was to kill Scully, weaken Mulder, 
then continue killing the people around him, one by one. He had started the plan 
already, with Scully's sister and Mulder's father. He had the switch for 
Skinner and Scully was close too. It was all set up, he could take them all out 
within a week at the very most, but something inside of him couldn't do it 
anymore. He was tired of having to kill innocent people just because they where 
close to the smoking man and his friends. 
He shuddered slightly as Mulder stood a little closer to her. Kryeck put the gun 
down so he wouldn't be tempted to use it. He felt himself ready to jump onto 
Mulder. Wrestle him to the ground and tell him to stay away from Scully. Not to 
touch her, not to go near her, but he fought that idea to the ground instead. 
Krycek sighed lightly as he watched Scully finish up a file and Mulder loomed 
over her. She obviously was bothered that he'd keep looking over her shoulder, 
but she didn't mention it. Scully never mentioned anything that bothered her. He 
had observed that in the past few years, but even more in the past few weeks 
that he had been watching her. 
He looked up again as Mulder and Scully said their good-byes and Mulder shut the 
door behind him. Krycek watched Scully walk back into the living room and sit 
down on the couch. Krycek had a perfect shot. The aim was amazing and he could 
do it in one quick blow, but something was stopping him. He listened with his 
well trained ears and tried to understand what he was hearing. Scully was 
crying. 
Had she seen him? Did she know she would die soon? Ideas raced through his mind 
quickly as he bent down to the ground to pick up his gun. He stopped quickly 
when he heard the sobbing stop. Krycek held his breath for a moment as he turned 
around and faced the barrel of a Smith and Wesson. 
"Krycek, I'm going to give you five seconds to explain why you're in my closet 
before I shoot you. If I like the answer, you'll die, if I don't, you'll die." 
"Well, someone's been learning how to talk from Mulder again." he said as he 
mentally cursed at himself for saying such a stupid thing. 
"Four...Three..." she said as she counted down. 
He stood up and pushed her gun away. She stopped and looked at him as she pulled 
the gun back, this time into his torso. 
"Did you really want to do that?" he asked in a calm voice as she looked up into 
his eyes. 
"I ment to do this." she said as she pushed him into the closet as he grasped 
onto her arms to make her fall too. She felt the door slam shut behind them. She 
quickly got off of him and reached for her gun, but realized it was on the other 
side of the door. She stood up and tried for the handle. She missed it the first 
two times until she managed to get a grip on it as she began to twist it. She 
twisted it but instead of the door opening, she felt the handle slip off and 
into her hand. Her eyes opened in fear as she began to pound on the door. She 
knew her enemy had a gun and he intended to use it. Krycek sat back and held his 
head for a moment. She had pushed him into the back of the closet and he had hit 
his head on something. 
He looked up and noticed her feverish attempts to open the door. Krycek lunged 
for his gun, but found it wasn't there. It must've slipped out of his hand when 
he was thrown back into the closet. Damn it he thought quietly as he tried to 
think of what to say. 
"Scully, my gun is out there, just shoot me and wait for Mulder to save you." 
"I don't believe you." she said as she stopped slamming into the door for a 
moment as she tried to think clearly. 
"You can search me over, if you really want." he said as she looked back at him 
with a look of disgust on her face, but her eyes where a different story. 
"Let me try." he said quietly as he took her hand and gently pushed her back. He 
began to pound into the door with his body as he kicked at it and finally 
stopped after a few minuets. 
"What the hell kinda wood do they build you're doors with?" he asked as she 
stood in the back so he wouldn't hit her with his body. 
"Pretty damn strong wood." she said as she held her head and closed her eyes for 
a second. 
Krycek noticed that she was holding her head too. He wondered if he had hurt her 
when they fell in and he felt a slight stab of guilt hit him. 
"You okay?" he asked after he sat down against the door and stretched his long 
legs out. The closet wasn't very wide or long, as he had learned in the past few 
hours of crouching in the middle. 
"Fine...Just great." she said as she obviously fought back tears. 
"Scully, you where crying earlier, what's wrong?" 
"Why would I ever tell you?" 
"Well, you obviously need to tell someone, if it's upsetting you this much." 
"And who would that someone be?" 
Alex looked around the closet as she sighed and held her head in her hand for a 
moment. 
"I think that would be me." he said as she looked at him and finally 
surrendered. 
"Fine, I'm just so tired of Mulder, and always going out there but not finding a 
thing. I'm tired of it, I want to either find something, or stay here in DC, and 
not do Mulder's-" 
"Paper work." Krycek finished for her. She looked up, startled at how he had 
understood her so quickly and tried to think of something to say. 
"It's okay." he said after he noticed how she was looking at him with her eyes. 
He had to admit that he did love her eyes. The shade of blue reminded him of his 
mother's, but they also held a slight power over him. They made him 
feel...human. 
Scully stood up and walked over to the door. She considered sitting but stopped 
as she looked over to where the door knob had been earlier. She leaned in 
closer, over Kryeck, as she looked at it closer. The damn thing had just fallen 
off. He hadn't done anything. 
Krycek felt her heat over his body as she leaned to the door and looked. He 
wasn't in a hurry to have her move, he was rather enjoying the experience, but 
he had a job to do. However, how was he suppose to kill her if his gun was on 
the other side of the door with her's.Marvelous. 
She stopped after she noticed she was right over Krycek as she quietly 
apologized and stood above him. She slid down to the ground near him and looked 
at him. He had changed. Something about him was desperately different, but she 
couldn't figure it out. 
"You're different." she said quietly as he looked at her, a little surprised. 
"How so?" 
"I don't know, you tell me." 
He looked at her as he tried to remember what had changed about him since he had 
last seen her. Lots of things had changed, but something major. Did she know 
about his arm? That was probably what was so different, but he didn't want to 
tell her. Not yet. 
"I lost something." he said quietly as he leaned a little closer to her, letting 
her feel his breath as he puzzled her deeper into his little game. He felt her 
gasp slightly but didn't push him away. She wanted to play. 
"Hmmm, what did happen to you, Krycek?" she asked quietly as she brought her 
hand up and gently stroked his cheek. She stroked it with her nails so it rose 
the little hairs on the back of his neck. 
"Lots of things." he said with a slight grin as he tried to fight the urge to 
surrender to his body's needs. 
"Care to narrow it down for me?" she asked as she looked up into his eyes. It 
was probably the first time she'd really ever looked at them before. She had 
glanced back a few years ago when they first met, but that was it, she'd never 
think back to it, but there was something about his eyes, perhaps how cat like 
they where. They matched his personality, or maybe his personality matched his 
eyes. She shook the thoughts from her mind as she felt him come a little closer 
to her as she slid under him unconsciously. 
"Scully, I'd really like to kiss you." he said quietly as she looked back up at 
him. Krycek felt the unsureness in her eyes and he realized he was about to make 
a mistake. He began to pull himself up as he felt her wrap her arm around his 
neck and bring him down to her lips in a fiery kiss. She brought his body down 
on top of her's and he fought with her. Except, this fight wasn't a violent 
blood shed that Krycek was use to fighting in, but it was more of a pleasure 
fight. They where both fighting for control, but Scully let him win. 
He brought his head up for a moment as he gasped for air and she took the moment 
to gasp too. Things where beginning to get very hot in the closet."Krycek, take 
off your jacket." Normally he would have obliged, but not with his arm. He 
didn't want to scare her, not again. 
"Take off your's." he said as he kissed her lips again and began to pull her 
jacket off. 
She helped him pull it off as she began to unbutton her blouse and watched him 
lean off her slightly as she tore away her shirt and pulled down her pants. She 
was left under him in her bra and panties. She stopped as she watched him kick 
off his boots and take off his jeans. 
"Aren't you going to take off your shirt and jacket?" she asked as she began 
to slip the jacket off. 
"NO." he said more harshly then he'd ment. She quickly sulked back in surprise. 
"I'm sorry, It's just." he sighed. He was going to have to show her soon. He 
couldn't live with a secret that big much longer. 
"Just what?" 
He gently pulled off his jacket and rolled up the sleeve on his shirt. He 
monitored her face as he showed her his arm and the slightly swollen skin that 
wrapped around the prosthetic arm that held the place of his once real arm. 
"Oh my God." she said quietly and brought her body closer to it as she looked at 
it. 
"When?" 
"Tunguska, Russia." 
"Mulder did mention he almost lost his arm." 
"Well, I did lose mine." 
She looked up at the now bitter expression on his face as she realized Mulder 
was a bad topic. Mulder was always a bad topic. 
She rested her hand around his neck as she brought herself up to his lips as she 
kissed him gently. He kissed her back and pulled away for a second. 
"Can I keep my jacket on? Please." 
She was surprised that she was hearing Alex Krycek begging, but she decided not 
to admit it outloud. 
"Of course." she said as he pulled his jacket on and continued kissing her. 
Scully unhooked her bra and slid the straps down her arms until the bra fell off 
and her bare breasts rested in the rising temperature in the closet. Krycek 
instantly brought his mouth to her right breast and began to kiss and suck 
gently. She allowed a gentle moan to escape her throat as he bit down lightly 
and moved on to her other breast. Dana felt him pushing against her body as she 
reached down to him and pulled down his boxers. She slipped them down halfway 
and he finished pulling them down as she attended to her panties and slipped 
them off. She moaned as he began to move down her stomach but she quickly 
stopped him. 
"Alex, I don't think there's enough room for that." she said as he smiled 
slightly at the use of his first name. For a long time, the only person who used 
his first name was that old man with a smoking addiction. He was glad to know 
his name still existed. 
He nodded as he sat up for a moment and prepared to enter her. Scully felt her 
arousal rise another level of unbearable waiting as he pushed his whole member 
into her body. She screamed out in pleasure as he pulled himself out again 
almost all the way, but inserted himself again. They quickly settled into a 
rhythm as they both began to moan and call out together. She felt herself ready 
to come as he rocked harder and harder into her. Scully hadn't felt this kind of 
pleasure in a long time, and she suddenly felt a void fill as she screamed out 
Alex's name along with other names and shortly after Krycek yelled too. 
He crashed his crumpled body ontop of her's as they both waited to come back 
down to earth. After a minuet, Krycek slowly pulled himself out of her and 
rolled next to her and held her in his right arm. The hot leather stuck to her 
body slightly as he kissed her forehead and she closed her eyes. The void was 
gone. She sighed slightly as she opened her eyes and found his cat eyes looking 
at her. 
"How'd I do?" he asked as she kissed him gently and responded with a smile, 
"Wonderful." 
He nodded in approval as he sat up quickly. She looked at him with a confused 
look in her eyes as she saw what he was doing. He put his boxers on and handed 
her the clothes she had stripped off so quickly. She began to slip them on as he 
finished putting his on and watched her put her's on quickly. 
"Krycek, what the hell-?" she said as he kissed her quickly and she kissed him 
back. 
"I'm sorry, but I don't want you're reputation ruined if someone where to come 
by." he said as he hugged her and she pressed into him. 
"Thank you." she said quietly as he nodded and he pushed his weight on the door, 
this time it opened and the cool air of the living room wooshed into the hot 
closet. 
"Thank you." he said back as he kissed her again but quickly stepped back into 
the closet and shut the door until it was only cracked."I'm afraid after this we 
can't see each other again, ever." 
"I know." she said as she ran her fingers through his hair a few times as they 
kissed one final time before he walked toward the door. He picked up his gun and 
walked out the front door. He walked along the shadows as he tried to think of a 
story to tell why Scully was still alive. 
She was alive because she was willing to give him a chance, a chance that no one 
else was ready or willing to give him. He had tried to hold a normal life, but 
it never worked. It was never right. Perhaps a life with Scully would have been 
normal, but it was defiantly too late to settle down and have a family. He 
sighed as he realized everything he had done in his life and how none of it was 
worth it. 
He stopped and looked toward Scully's apartment. He couldn't see it anymore, but 
he knew she was at the window looking out. She always looked out to the stars 
before she went to bed. He smiled to himself as he walked down the dark alley 
and began to hum a Russian tune to himself and the world. 
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