Independence

Independence Day, he scoffed lightly. What a load of bullshit! It's all one big lie. The only people that are independent are the people who are six feet under. We are all ruled by higher powers. We depend on these higher powers in order to survive. If someone of a higher power wants to destroy a group of 'independent' citizens, they just have to ask. Freedom and independence are just hopeless fantasies. Just like the distant idea of 'The American Dream.' There once was a time when the American Dream was possible. Not anymore, though. We've become too greedy to fulfill our ancestors' wish.

Krycek couldn't stand being locked in this hell hole. It was driving him insane! The cell he was in was filthy and his cellmates spoke several languages, none of whom knew or spoke English. The old man had finally crossed the line. Having him locked up in a Tunisian prison for the rest of his life was the trigger in setting off the 'killing machine' that had been buried inside Krycek. He knew that if he didn't get out when it turned July Fourth, he would kill someone. He didn't know how long he could keep the murderous urges a secret.

He was, in fact, a soldier and Cancer Man was part of the 'higher power.' His 'American Dream' was to become part of the 'higher power' and make it his own. Ruler of the entire world sounded so good to him. He knew he had it in him to control everything. An expert in leadership, he knew what had to be done and what had to change for the rest of the world to prosper.

The head guard walked past the cell, glancing inside for any disturbances from the prisoners. Most of the men seemed sedated.

Krycek gazed at the guard. He seems to be the most logical choice, he noted; deciding on his victim if he didn't escape by tonight.

His thoughts were interrupted when someone with flowery perfume walked past.

He looked at the figure, noticing the way her hips swayed back and forth, making his blood move down south. Mmm, who's the woman with the delicious hips?

The other men saw the temptous woman and starting yelling out lewd comments in their foreign tongues.

The woman ignored them and walked towards the head guard, whispering to ear, asking if some man was in the cell with the others. He nodded in reply and watched as the woman slowly walked up to the cell.

She called out, hoping the man she wanted would hear her. "Time for you to go back home, Krycek."

He heard his name and walked towards the bars, taking in the sight of the woman. Short body but looking absolutely breathtaking in tan slacks and white shirt; reddish hair that brushed her shoulders, light blue eyes that stared into his hazel ones. He was standing in front of...Dana Scully.

What the hell is *she* doing here?!

He couldn't believe Dana Scully was standing there, telling him that he was needed back in DC. Before he could say anything back to her, the head guard moved in front of her, opened the cell, yanking him out and locking up.

After he was able to clean and dress himself properly, Krycek was escorted to a room where he was told Scully was there.

Walking into the room and having the door closed behind him, he saw Scully sitting in a leather chair, her legs crossed over each other.

She looked impossibly beautiful. Krycek couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Take a seat, Krycek," she commanded with a gentle tone; pointing to another leather chair in a corner.

He pulled the chair out and sat a few feet away from her, watching her.

"How did you find me, Scully?"

"I did the most logical thing. Found out the smoking man's address, held a gun to his head and demanded that he tell me where you were. He told me within a minute or so."

"What do you want from me?"

She smiled confidently. "I just want you to know what you'll be doing tonight."

"What will I be doing with *you* tonight, Scully?" Fuck killing the guard. Scully's too hot to pass up.

"You'll be fucking me," she said, grinning mischievously.

He almost fell out of his chair when he saw her mouth shape those words.

"What makes you think I'd be doing something like that?"

"If you don't, I put you back with all your buddies in the cell. So, either you fuck me or stay in Tunisia to rot. Your choice, Krycek."

She reached over and stroked his cheek. "If I were you, I'd go for the first offer. Those boys in there aren't exactly the kind that take no for an answer."

Krycek pulled away from her, not liking the seductive Scully one bit. "Who the hell are you?"

Scully smiled. "You know who I am, Alex. Mind if I call you that? It is your name, right?"

"If I say yes, do I still get sent back here?"

"No. No matter what, you're free."

Fuck Scully and walk. Don't fuck Scully and get stuck here for the rest of my life. What a 'tough' choice.

"All right. I'll take your offer since it's my ticket out of Tunisia."

Scully grinned and kissed him, sliding her tongue into his mouth; taking his breath away.

He pulled back from the kiss, knowing that if he had kissed her back, they would find themselves on the floor, moaning with him moving on top of her.

Krycek leaned back in his chair, not trusting himself to be close to her right now. All the blood in his body went straight to his cock and he didn't think Scully would go for a quickie. She seemed to want a night to remember and he wanted to give her that. Even if it meant he would be ready to burst for a very long time.

"Are we still heading back to DC, Scully?"

She nodded, licked her lips and swept a few strands of hair out of her face. "The plane leaves in two hours. When we arrive, it'll be getting close to night time so we'll probably see some fireworks."

Walking off the plane, Krycek took in the sight of Dulles Airport.

God, it feels good to out of that hellhole prison and back in DC. Didn't think I'd miss it this much.

Scully snuck up behind him and pinched his firm behind. "You're got a really nice ass, Alex."

He smirked. "Uhhh...thanks?"

She laughed low in her throat and moved away from him, heading for the luggage claim area. He followed her, enjoying the way she walked.

Damn, I can't wait to have that soft, delicious body pressed against mine.

After getting their luggage, they went outside, hailed a cab and Scully told the driver to take them to the Embassy Hotel.

"Umm, Scully, why don't we just go to my apartment or your apartment? It's very inexpensive and won't be as crowded."

She looked at him, shocked. "You have an apartment?! I had no idea. Where is it?"

He shook his head and sighed, not wanting to start an argument. "It's a penthouse in Arlington. Has a really nice balcony with an excellent view of the city."

Scully leaned in close and whispered softly in his ear. "You can fuck me from behind on that balcony of yours while we watch the fireworks."

Krycek groaned; his already 'hard as a rock' bulge was getting to the point of becoming extremely painful. "Can't wait."

Scully grinned, told the driver the new destination and leaned back against the seat, looking at the window.

Reaching his apartment, paying the driver and getting out, Scully looked up at the twelve story building in awe.

I would *love* to live here!

Krycek saw her expression and laughed. "You look like a lost tourist, Scully. Not the greatest face I've seen on you."

I wonder what her almost there face looks like. Well, I get the chance to see it tonight, he thought, smiling devilishly.

"Very funny, Alex. Don't quit your day job," she replied sarcastically as she got her bags out and walked into the lobby, not waiting for him.

Krycek grabbed his bags and walked in after her. "Don't bother trying to ditch me, Scully. I'm not Mulder."

"No, you're not Mulder. You're definitely sexier than him."

Krycek smiled slightly. "Is this how you get men, Scully?"

She ignored that and sighed. "What floor is your apartment on?"

"Seven."

Scully nodded and pushed the up button on the elevator, waiting for it to come from wherever it was.

The elevator arrived and they stepped inside; Scully pushing the neon seven button in and watched as the doors closed.

Krycek leaned against the elevator wall, staring at Scully. He couldn't wait for tonight. Dana Scully was going to be with *him* on the Fourth of July.

They got off the elevator and Krycek led Scully to his apartment. He unlocked the door and walked in, flicking on the lights. Scully followed him in, looking around.

"Nice place you have, Alex," she said as she closed the door and put her suitcase on the couch.

"Enough with the small chat, Scully," he said, walking towards her and kissed her passionately, hungrily.

Scully kissed him back, matching his hunger with her own. Her arms slipped around his neck as their tongues caressed each others. She pulled Krycek's jacket off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.

Krycek pulled away from the kiss so he could concentrate on getting her undressed. His breathing was uneven as he spoke. "I've been waiting for this ever since you told me about it."

Scully smiled at him. "Me too, Alex."

Her fingers went to work on the buttons on his shirt as he pulled off her shirt, finding a peachy bra underneath. His hands reached over and cupped her breasts, squeezing gently.

Scully moaned softly as her fingers stopped working on his buttons. Krycek's hands felt so good on her body. They felt like they were meant to only touch her body and no one else's.

He grinned at her and reached behind to undo the clasp on her bra. As he was doing that, he whispered into her ear. "Get a hold of yourself, Dana."

Scully smiled and nodded, finishing the buttons on his shirt and pushing it off his shoulders. Her eyes slowly slid up and down his chest, only seeing absolute perfection.

"You're so beautiful, Alex," she admitted, brushing her fingertips across his abdomen.

He smiled and kissed her lips, slipping off her bra and tossing it with growing pile of their clothes on the floor. Krycek slid down a little, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking on it while his fingers caressed the other.

Scully moaned and slid her fingers into his hair, closing her eyes and letting the delicious pleasure soar through her body.

Letting the nipple slip out of his mouth, he captured the other one and sucking on it as hard as he could, determined to have her reach orgasm.

Her body arched and pushed against his mouth as she moaned loudly. Nothing in the world could ever feel as good as this did. Suddenly, she let out a scream and started convulsing. He watched her as she experienced an orgasm in his arms.

Coming back down to Earth, Scully smiled and kissed Krycek passionately.

"How'd you like it, Dana?" he asked, grinning at her.

"I loved it."

He nodded and started pushing her towards the couch, needing to take her completely before the night was over. Scully allowed herself to be pushed and fell flat on her back, looking up at him. Krycek stripped his jeans and boxers off, kneeled down and quickly removed hers.

Scully reached for him and pulled him down on top of her, kissing him. He kissed her back and spread her legs open, fitting himself in between. She wrapped her legs around his hips, watching him closely with passion filled eyes. He smiled down at her, reached in between their bodies and slid himself in, groaning over at how hot, tight, and wet she was.

Scully moaned and slid her arms around his neck. He felt her walls loosening around him and he drove in to the hilt, feeling like he was buried in Heaven. Pulling almost the way out, he drove back in a little harder, watching Scully's eyes widen with pleasure.

Leaning down and resting his elbows on the couch, he started thrusting hard and fast into her, moaning and groaning with each push of his hips. She moaned and closed her eyes, loving the feel of him buried deep inside her.

"Happy Fourth of July, Dana," he said as he plunged in.

Scully gasped and moaned. "Happy Fourth of July to you too, Alex."

He felt one hell of an orgasm coil deep inside his balls. His thrusts became harder, deeper, and faster. There was no way of stopping him.

Scully moaned loudly, feeling her body getting closer and closer to the edge. It was coming.

Suddenly, Scully and Krycek both yelled out each others names as they reached one of the best orgasms ever.

Collapsing on top of her in a sweaty mess, Krycek felt his eyelids grow very heavy. Scully looked ready to drift off herself.

"That was so good, Alex."

He smiled and kissed her forehead. "Yes, it was good."

She smiled sleepily at him and rested her head against a couch pillow, allowing herself to slip off into dreamland. Soon, Krycek joined her as fireworks exploded outside.