He was not the sort that played a hero, but he knew that the man he planned
to rescue had so much in common with him. Yes, he knew that Alex Krycek was
called a rat.
He too was called a rodent.
He understood the man. He had struggled with aliens, well with one alien. He
shuddered as he recalled his abductions by the things. He might not be the
sort of creature that took a stand, but he knew that everything on Earth had
more in common with each other then with the cold alien invaders with their
powerful weapons and their nefarious motives for their actions.
So he was here. It didn't frighten him to be so deep and dark. He was a
creature who was comfortable with dark and deep places. He had tunneled in
worse places. The alien ship gave him pause, but he had experienced that as
well.
Being a wise creature, he came prepared. He lifted Krycek's head and brought
the elixir he had carried with him to the oily lips. The ill man drank
deeply of the orange vegetable juice. His rescuer wiped away the black fluid
from Krycek's eyes. The eyes were so beautiful, green, almost leafy
reminding him of his addiction. Yes, they were nearly the color of the
fronds on top of one of his favorite things.
As Krycek grew stronger, the man whispered "Why? Why did you help me?"
He paused and thought. There were so many possible answers, but all he could
say was "What's up, doc? I understand. I understand what it is to love
someone who hurts you. To hover near, longing for a sight of him, although
he may kill you if he sees you."
Bugs sighed, thinking of his dear one. "Oh, Elmer, his shining head, his
thick pink lips, his gravely voice as sexy as the staples in the middle of a
dirty magazine! Was he never to have him?"
Despite his weakness, Alex ignored the fuzzy grayness of his savior. He
ignored the huge ears, the buckteeth and the nose that was even stranger
then Mulder's. He clutched the furry mitt with compassion.
Yes, there was no brotherhood stronger then that of unrequited lovers!
Krycek said, "I understand, Bugs. I really understand"
Ehh, that's all folks!
Who Really Rescued Alex?
by Ursula
He was a person who heard things. He was a survivor, a rodent of sorts, used
to dark places and danger. He was a thief. He was seen as an immoral
creature that was hated by men. He was accused of worse crimes then even as
vile a thing as he was could have managed in one lifetime.
