155 Words

Post-ep for episode:
The Red & the Black
Krycek, WMM


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You just don't know.

The planet could be toast tomorrow, colonists and rebels bringing their skirmish here. And D.C.'s no place to die. So you and the Brit catch a red-eye flight, him holding the leash, you half pawn/half partner. Stars wink beyond the window but your mind's on Marita, why the hell she'd turn. There was nothing to be gained, everything to lose.


The Brit half-dozes, fitful, beside you. When you land, there's no talk of strategy; humans are mere insects on this battlefield. Gray countryside streams past the limo while your pulse ticks minutes and reasons, searching for answers. The air's way too thin.

The Brit's walls are lined with pictures--family. He sighs into his Scotch and lingers, looking. You turn away. In the silence by the window, sunlight sears a streak along your jaw. Behind closed eyes you see a ragged child, a mountain you once climbed, your mother's eyes. 


Author: bardsmaid
Archive: Yes, but please keep my headers attached and let me know where it is
Spoilers: The Red and the Black
Rating: worksafe
Classification:  Post-ep vignette, 155 words
Summary: Waiting for the world to end, WMM and Krycek go in search of serenity.
Disclaimer: The X-Files characters are the creations of Chris Carter and 1013 Productions; no infringement is intended.

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