Date: Sat, 17 Jan 1998 17:05:04 From: Katrinka Subject: Welcome To My Nightmare (1/2) NC-17! Title - Welcome To My Nightmare Author - Katrinka E-Mail address - katrinka@flash.net Rating - NC-17 Category -s, a, MSR Spoilers - Terma Keywords - MSR, angst Content warning: slash, male rape, Muldertorture M/K Archiving: sure, just tell me. ATXC okay. Summary - Mulder becomes a subject of Russian experiments, and an old enemy gets revenge. Note: this happens after KAUNISTAMA, I mean right afterwords! There is not much MSR in this story, but HUGE amounts in the sequel. This is also a sequel to You Better/You Bet Feedback: hug a fanfic writer, give feedback! All feedback will be responded to. Scully laid on the beach, she was in her partner's arms. It had finally happened, the barriers that kept her from telling her true feelings for her partner had been broken, and they had made love. He loved her, she still couldn't believe it. "We still have another week of this assignment," she told him. They where on a small U.S. owned island in the middle of the Caribbean. Their assignment had been to stay here, as if on vacation, posing as lovers, and look for a wanted terrorist. They had found something else instead, they found a love between them. "I wonder if Skinner knew about my feelings for you?" Mulder's finger ran over her body, exploring it, as if he had never been near a woman's body before. She moved into his hand when he started rubbing her nipple. "I don't think so, if he had, he would have told you." Mulder leaned down and kissed her breast, "One more week of pretending we're in love." "Except now, we don't have to pretend." she said. "When was the first time you knew?" He looked up to her, "When you were adduced by Dwane Berry, there was such a hole in my life. I knew I had to tell you when you got back." "What made you change your mind?" "I was told that the people who kidnapped you would be at my apartment at a certain time. Your sister insisted I come to the hospital. When I returned home, I saw what they did to it, and realized that I had failed you." He paused, "how could I tell you I loved you after that?" He had stopped the caressing all together, as if the pain of memories was too much for him. "Your beginning to sound as susceptible as me," she paused. "When you gave me back my cross, that's when I knew," He kissed her lips, taking the pins out of her hair, letting his fingers get lost in her bronze hair. "I've loved you for so long, I can't believe this is happening." "We've been together, we just never took the last step. Now that we have, there is no looking back." His eyes looked wary, as if he were prepared to be hurt again. "Are you sure Dana?" "I'm positive." They kissed again. He was trembling, afraid. His hands began their exploration of her body again. Then suddenly, he pulled away from her. "Someone is coming." "We're alone here," "Listen!" She listened, and could hear the sound of a motor boat. He grabbed for his clothes. "Get dressed!" She was feeling for her dress, when someone jumped down from the rocks above. Suddenly there were men in uniforms surrounding them, and lights shone in her eyes. She saw her dress, and grabbed for it. A solder lifted his rifle, and brought it down on her head. ******************* Alex Krycek sat on a chair in the monitor room. He watched the man that had once been his partner on a television set. Everything that he was doing was going to be taped. Even the trip to their prison would be taped. Mulder was in a small room, doubling for a cell, he was asleep against his present partner. They where both nude. The man was a bastard. Fox Mulder had broken his heart. He could still remember the day as if it where yesterday. The Barry incident came to a head, and Mulder had won out. Krycek was surprised when Mulder went off with his ex-partner Dana Scully afterwards, barely giving Alex a glance. He should have realized this would happen after Scully arrived, frantic with fear about Mulder. Krycek followed Mulder to his apartment. Standing outside Mulder's door, he could hear them talk. "Course I slept with him, but he was just a lay, he didn't mean anything to me." He could hear Mulder telling his ex-partner. "You don't love him?" Scully asked astonished. "No, I don't," "I can tell by the way he looks at you, that he loves you." "Really, Krycek is someone I really care about, I don't love him yet, but I might someday." Mulder paused. "It wasn't for our relationship, I might have fallen in love with him by now." "Torn between two partners..." Scully sang. "You're my real partner," he pointed out. "If we could go back to being partners, I would." Krycek stood outside the apartment, tears running down his cheeks. His heart ached, he never realized the pain he could feel. How could he have fallen in love with an assignment? //You were screwing me, and all the time thinking about her,// He had tried to work it so that he could stay with his lover, but now knew the truth. Fox Mulder was as much as a cold hearted bastard as any of the people he worked for. ****************** He was in a boat, he knew that, with Dana. His Dana, he could think of her that way now. She was still unconscious. There was a bruise on her forehead, from where she had been hit by the rifle. She was naked. He found a blanket on the floor and wrapped it around her still form. Then he reached out and touched her gently. Her eyes opened a bit. "It's okay darling, its me." He softy told her. "Your alive." she gasped. "You sound disappointed." he tried to kid. "How could I be? I love you. Can I ask you something?" "Sure," he ran his hands over his jeans, he didn't know why he had been given his clothes, but Dana hadn't. "Do you know where we are or who those men were?" "I have no idea, I banged on the door, but no one answered. We are prisoners, if they captured us, they would want us alive." "What do you think they want from us?" she asked. "I don't know Dana," he admitted. "I really don't know." "At least your here with me. I love you." her eyes flickered shut. "I love you too." He stroked the now unconscious woman's hair. A man walked in, a soldier. He snapped his fingers and two other guards came into the cell. They grabbed Mulder, and pulled him away from Scully. Two more guards came in. They put Scully on a stretcher. "What are you going to do with her?" Mulder demanded. "She is going to get medical help." the officer said. "Let me come with her." he begged, but the guards held him, as he helplessly watched them take Scully out of the cell. ******************************************* The door to the cell opened. A few guards came in. They grabbed Mulder, wrestled him to the ground, tied his hands behind his back, put a cloth bag over his head and pulled him out of the cabin. He was taken somewhere by car. He had no idea where he was going, but he estimated the time to be about an hour. Finally they arrived. He was lead into a building, and downstairs. Wherever he was, it was hot, almost unbearably hot. The hood was taken off. Dana was lying nude, on her stomach across a table. Her wrists where fastened to the legs of the table, and her legs tied down also. "Dana!" he cried out, he tried to go towards her, but was stopped by the guards. His hands where untied and he was shoved into a chair, while his wrists where handcuffed to the railings. She looked at him, her eyes wide with fear. "Mulder?" The door opened. A man came into the room. He was dressed entirely in black, and wearing a black leather jacket, looking obvious to the heat. He was wearing a glove on his left, prosthetic hand. He looked Mulder over, his lip curled into a sneer. "How was your sleep Fox?" "You!" Krycek! Mulder was shocked! He was behind this. "So! Who are you working for this time?" Mulder demanded, rage slamming through his body. Krycek went over to him, and punched him in the mouth. "I work for myself." Mulder could feel the blood from his lip trickle down his chin. "You always work for someone." Krycek walked over to Scully, he reached out and stroked her hair. "I can't believe you picked *her* over me." "Your still upset with me about our affair? *That's* what this is about?" Mulder couldn't believe his ears. "You betrayed me," Krycek said softly. "You are the one that betrayed me!" "I loved you! I still love you!" There was pain in his ex-lovers voice. The man stood for a second, composing himself. He snapped his fingers, and gave orders to his men in Spanish. One of the guards, all uniformed took off his belt, he then brought it down on Dana's back. **************************** Mulder had been dumped into a cell. The cell was made out of brick, there was an iron door. Mulder still didn't know why he had been brought here. He looked around the room. It was a cell, not too big. only had room for one cot. The walls where made of stone, and the door out of steel. He had no real way of knowing if it was even night or day. The guards never shut off the lone bulb that hung from a socket. It was so hot here, even hotter then before, because there was no air circulation. He could hear people talking in a language he didn't understand. There was a jug of water, he picked it up and took a long drink. He couldn't escape the view of Dana being beaten. Over and over the scene played out before this eyes and he was helpless to defend her. He wondered if she would ever forgive him for not helping, for watching. Finally, the door to the cell opened. Two guards carried Dana in. They dumped her on the cot, and left, locking the door behind them. Mulder went to the bed. Dana's back was turned to him. There were welts on her shoulders. Marks on her back from the beating. She didn't move, and that worried him. He reached out, touching her neck. He tried to find her pulse. She had one, a strong one. Scully turned over, her eyes blackened. "Are you just going to stand there gaping at me?" He knelt down beside the cot. "Dana..." "Don't, please don't." Her voice was harsh. "Don't say your sorry, don't say anything." "If you want," he looked away from his lover. He sat down on the floor, his back to the bed. This was his fault, he knew that now. If he hadn't told Dana he loved her, then she wouldn't have followed him, and she wouldn't have ended up here, in this cell. "Just leave me alone," she said. She pulled the bedsheet over herself, like a tent, hiding her body. Mulder was afraid that what ever they had in the past, it was destroyed. Krycek had given him a choice after the beating. He would give punishment to either Mulder or Scully. It would be Mulder's choice. As he sat on the floor, he knew what his decision would have to be. He loved Dana too much to let her be hurt. ************************** This beating had been terrible. She had been beat up before. Hell, she had two brothers. But this had been different. Because Mulder had been there, watching. Because she had been naked and so afraid and her lover had been there, tied up, unable to help. Her heart burned with the shame of having him see her like that. If only she could convince herself that it was a nightmare. She waited until she thought Mulder was asleep to cry. Trying to keep it in so she wouldn't wake him. Mulder had heard. He hesitated for a moment, then took Scully into his arms. Pulling her close, "I'm sorry Dana, so sorry. I know you hate me, I don't blame you, I hate myself." "I don't hate you." Mulder's arms tightened around her. "I'm sorry, I know this is my fault. It isn't right that you have to take the burden of my broken relationship." For the first time, she realized that he was crying. "Mulder, promise me you won't go to Krycek, please." she begged. "I promise." Even as he said it, she knew he was lying. ********************************** "Comrade Krycek, you did not tell us that you had once been involved with the prisoner," Colonel Arntizn said. He stood in the doorway of Krycek's room. "It was in my report." He said without looking up from his work. He had been forced to work with this man, but it didn't mean he had to like him. Arntzen was his first cousin, there should have been a bond between them, but there was none. "I did not see any report." The man said stiffly. He bore a strong resemblance to Krycek. He was so formal, that he wore his army uniform even in the heat of this island. "It went to my superiors." Arntzen walked over to him, shutting his laptop. Krycek glared up at him. "I was working!" "Tell me one thing, will this former involvement with the prisoner affect your work?" "No, it won't," "Why do I not believe you?" the man sneered. "I have no idea." Krycek tried to sound nonchalant. Arntzen looked down to him with disdain. "You are crippled. If this had happened during the Soviet Union, you would have been retired." "I lost my arm in the field of duty," he answered coldly. "My superiors respect my work." "I have read your file Comrade Krycek. You where once a telepath, when you where a teenager. You fell under control of the KGB." "If you had read further, you would have found out that I was cured of that. I can't read your mind Colonel." "Just as sure that you remember that Comrade." Artizen said. He sat down without being asked. "Tell me, what are your plans for our prisoner." "You already know the plans." Krycek said. "I think the best way to break him is if we give him to your men." He suggested. "After a few hours of being raped, he will be putty in our hands." "No, I won't do that." "If you don't have feeling anymore for him, you would agree." The older man insinuated. "We will do this my way," He told him. "I will no longer discuss it." "What about the woman, we should kill her." Arntzen told him coldly. "No!" The major's lip curled into a sneer. "Let me guess, you slept with her too." "No, I haven't. I was thinking that we now have two subject to test our drug on. Two for the price of one." "Ah! I had not thought of that possibility. Excellent, comrade." The colonel smiled sickeningly at him again. ************************************************ Mulder knew something was going on almost immediately after he woke. He was lying on his stomach, his arms where tied above his head, and he was on a bed, nude. He opened his eyes. He was in a normal looking bedroom. He strained against the restraints, hoping that he could break free. He didn't care if he was nude, if he had the chance to get out of here he would. The door to the room opened, and a man came in, followed by several guards and a doctor. "Krycek," he hissed, he tried to get out. "You son of a bitch, I'm going to kill you!" "There is no way you can kill me now Fox,"" "My name's Mulder!" he again pulled on the handcuffs. "Why the hell are you doing this to me?" he demanded. "Why not?" Krycek asked. "Right now, your mine, to do as I please." "It's been too soon," the doctor said. "Two to three more doses will be enough." "Two or three more doses of what?" Mulder demanded. "In the words of the Chinese you've been bitten by the elephant." Krycek smiled. "Addicted! I'm not addicted to anything!" Mulder denied. "Oh, are you so sure?" Krycek held up a small bottle containing white powder. "Heron." he breathed. "Why me? what do you have against me?" "What is the best way to get to a man, to have your revenge on him, kill him? That is too quick. Rape him? No, that makes him suffer, but not enough." Krycek paused. "But addict him to something, make sure that your the only one with the way to help with the addiction. That is revenge." Mulder started to move. If he was moving, he couldn't be injected. His hands might be tied, but the rest of his body wasn't. He kicked the doctor in the stomach, sending her to the ground. Krycek snapped his fingers, and suddenly the guards where on him, holding him down. He wasn't sure how many there where, five, six? But still he fought. Even more guards came into the room until there was enough to hold him down for the doctor to give him the injection. As Mulder felt the drugs enter his system, he swore that somehow, he would never let Krycek win. ****************************************************** Dana Scully was in a room, not really a cell, not like the one she and Mulder had been in. This one was more like a bedroom. On one side of the wall was a one way mirror. Soon after her arrival the curtains had been opened. Through it she could see another room. A large bedroom. An unconscious naked man lying on the bed. His arms where handcuffed to the headboard and his legs were spread and tied as well- Mulder! Alex Krycek walked into the room. "You where supposed to keep him conscious!" "He resisted, Comrade Krycek," the guard shrugged. "How could he resist if he asked to see me?" Krycek spat. Dana went to the mirror, banging on it. "Leave him alone!" Krycek turned to her, he left the room he was in, and entered Scully's cell. "I am warning you once, do not bang on the mirror," "Leave Mulder alone!" He went over to her, reached her hand out, touching her cheek. "He's been given the choice. You or him, and he chose himself, he will be punished." "Why must you punish him?" She demanded. "That is my business!" If you let him know your in here, I will be forced to give him to my men." He had an evil glint in his eyes. "Rape," she gasped. //Oh God!// "Let's just say, that would be the good part." He kissed her, forcing his tongue into her mouth, "Enjoy the show, Agent Scully, I will." Then he left the room. ************************************************* "So you have a girlfriend, how interesting." Krycek said. He walked around the bed. "How very interesting, though to tell you the truth, you where a horrible lay." "We just screwed a couple of times, it wasn't a real relationship," Krycek flinched. "That wasn't all it was. We basically lived together for over a month." "You can't deny you where spying on me." "We all have our jobs to do. I reported on you, but I never betrayed you." "Bullshit!" Krycek reached out and traced his Mulder's ass. "If you don't cooperate, the lovely Dana takes your place, I will get my revenge on her." "What do you want from me?" "You where mine, and you betrayed my trust. I think you deserve punishment." Krycek opened the beside drawer, he took out a syringe, then he snapped his fingers, three guards came over to him, and held him down. Mulder stared at it in horror and disgust. It was drugs, the same drugs that he had been getting four times a day since he had arrived here. Krycek injected his prisoner. Mulder's body started to react to the drug. "Your mine Fox Mulder! Your mine until I tell you your not," he could hear the sound of Krycek unzipping his pants, then the man got onto the bed. Mulder tried to fight, but there wasn't much he could do what with his arms and legs tied. Now he knew why his legs had been spread the way they had. So that he could get to him quicker. Without any preparation, Krycek's hard cock brushed against him, then entered him. Mulder could feel his flesh tear. He bit his lip so he wouldn't cry. He wouldn't give the bastard the satisfaction of seeing it. As he raped him, Krycek murmured over and over again. "I loved you. I still love you." When he was done, Krycek got off of Mulder, as he fastened his pants. he said. "If you don't do as your told, I will be forced to give your girlfriend to my men, do you understand me?" "Yes, I understand." Mulder closed his eyes and thought of Dana, //Oh Gods, what was happening to her? was she still safe?// ************************************************** On the other side of the mirror Dana Scully watched Mulder being raped. Damn it! She wanted to stop this Krycek from hurting her lover, but the window separating them stopped that. She had never felt this helpless before in her life. Tears ran down her face as she sat alone, wishing this was all a horrible dream! Her heart ached with the pain she knew he was feeling. She cried the tears that he couldn't allow himself to show. ************************** Krycek hated this assignment already. He should feel lucky he had been given another one. Just a few years ago, a person with his kind of disability would have been retired forceably from the KGB. Of course, now it was the Russian Secret Service, and everything had changed, at least according to official talks. Really nothing had changed. His superiors wanted to test a new telepathic drug on Mulder. He was to torture him, to rape him. Krycek had raped Mulder once, and he had regretted it since. he refused to even consider what the colonial wanted, gang rape. The way he still felt for Mulder was enough for him stop that. He looked at the small liquid in his hand. This part wasn't in the job description. He loved his former partner. Because of that love he was going to cheat a bit. He wanted to lessen the load for Mulder, not make him feel as much pain. He poured some into Mulder's drink. Then he turned to Mulder, who was on the bed sleeping. He looked like a young boy when he slept. Krycek went to the bed, he put the cup on the beside table, then he reached out and touched Mulder's hair. His former lover jumped, as if hit. His eyes popped open. "What do you want?" "I brought you something to drink." "Why should I take it? It's probably drugged." Mulder pulled on the handcuff that held him to the bedframe. "I don't care if you take it or not. I just thought you might be thirsty." He tried to sound if he didn't care. After a long while, Mulder said. "Give it to me," Krycek handed it to the man, and watched him drain the liquid. He took the glass back. Then he went to his table and sat down. He opened his laptop. He could feel Mulder's eyes on him. "Did you need something?" "Is that all you want from me?" "Yes, go back to sleep." Krycek said. He watched as his former partner relaxed visibly, and closed his eyes. He then went back to his paperwork. He was waiting for the time to pass, waiting for the drugs to enter his system. It was hot on this island, unbearably hot. Even with the air conditioning, his arm was unconformable. Now that Mulder was under the effect of the drugs, Krycek took off his prosthetic arm. He placed it beside his laptop. //There, that felt better.// He went over to Mulder, ran his hand down the man's ass. Mulder turned over and smiled. "Hey Alex." The drugs had worked. Krycek bent down and kissed his ex-partner. ******************************************** Krycek had called for Mulder again. It had been several days, and he had yet to see his partner. That worried him. "How do I know she's alive," he asked his captor. "You will have to trust me." he answered "That's something that I can't do," Mulder said, trying to retain his dignity even though he was still bound to the bed by one arm. "What must I do to prove to you that your cooperation is still necessary?" "Let me see her," was all he said. Krycek looked at Mulder for several moments, as if he wasn't sure he could trust him. Krycek unfastened the handcuffs. Then Krycek snapped his fingers. The two guards grabbed Mulder, one on each arm. They walked him to a door that Mulder had assumed to be a closet. The guard unlocked the door, and shoved Mulder in. It was a nice looking room, if you didn't mind the bars on the windows. His partner was sitting on the bed, reading a book. The bruises on her face had began to fade. His heart leaped into his throat. She was alive, she was really alive! //Dana,// he thought, not spoke. He was surprised when she looked up to him, almost as if she could hear what he was thinking. "Mulder!" She got off the bed, and rushed to him. He took her into his arms, holding her close to him, trying to convince himself that this was real. "Are they treating you all right?" he asked, stroking her hair. "Yes, no one has touched me since...." He pulled back from her, touching her cheek, looking into her eyes. "Good, I want you to know I am sorry about all this." "It isn't your fault!" "It was, I told you I loved you, if I hadn't you wouldn't have followed me." "My capture wasn't your fault!" She said firmly. "This is all the act of some madman!" "It was my love for you." he choked. Scully touched her hand to his battered and bruised cheek. An almost electric charge went from her hand to his face. They stood there for a second, just looking into each others eyes. It felt as if their minds met. For a brief moment, it seemed as if he knew her totally. A tear rolled down his cheek. He put his hand on top of hers, and pressed it, almost like a hug. //I don't understand, how can I feel your mind?// she asked. Talking to her telepathically was so easy, he realized. //Krycek has been giving me drugs, since he started, I have been able to feel what people are thinking,// He paused.. //If I was going psychotic, why would you feel my thoughts?// //Your not going psychotic!// she said firmly. //Who knows what we've been getting, perhaps he's put a hallucinogenic into our water supply.// //You mean I am only imagining this,// "If this is imagining, then we should take advantage of it," He was surprised when Dana kissed him, //I'm filthy// he thought. //I don't care// She told him. They stood there for quite awhile, sharing each others thoughts, comforting each other. It was something that was beyond sensuous, beyond love. Suddenly the door opened and Colonel Arntzen came in. "Its time to go," "Please, please let me stay with her," He begged, he didn't want to leave her. This might be the last time he saw her. "Krycek needs your services. Remember what happens if you don't cooperate," the Colonel warned him. Mulder looked down to his partner, his lover, and the bruises on her reminded him why he was doing this. He couldn't see her hurt again. He kissed her gently. "I love you," He then turned and followed the guards out. ************************************************ Tonight seemed to be different. At least it looked that way to Dana Scully. Mulder had been served acahol with his dinner, with only one hand chained as he ate. After he ate, he was chained back up, and left there for about an hour. She could feel her lover's dizziness after he ate. Then a strange sense of relaxation. //Mulder, are you all right?// //Yes.....is this Dana?// Krycek came into the room. He was wearing very tight leather jeans. She could feel desire from her partner, towards Krycek.. Desire so bad that Mulder was hard. Krycek saw the hardness and smirked. "Your beginning to like this aren't you?" "sure thing Alex," Mulder quipped. //wow, if I could just wear that for Dana...or perhaps she would wear it.. .and I could wear a dress...a cute one.// She stopped trying to read Mulder, his thoughts where getting too muddled. He was under the influence of some drug. Krycek went over to him, and kissed him roughly. Mulder moved so that he could kiss his captor deeper. "If I untie you, will you try to run?" "I'm too horny to run," Krycek took a key chain out of his pocket. He unlocked first Mulder's legs, then his arms. Mulder sat up on the bed, he kissed Krycek again, his captor pulled him onto his lap. She could feel the heat coming from Mulder, the passion. They kissed for a long time. "You've been a good bottom to me," Krycek told him. "It's time for you to be rewarded, its your choice, how do you want me?" "I want you nude on your stomach, and I want to screw you," Mulder said gruffly. Krycek smiled, this time more gently. "That's once thing I missed about being with you, being your bottom." "I've missed you too," "I love you Fox Mulder," Krycek said. "You know that? I will always love you." "That's nice," he reached out, and took the leathers off of his captor. . Krycek laid on the bed, on his stomach. "If you hadn't gotten Dana back, would you have stayed with me?" "Sure, why not." ******************************** Title - Welcome To My Nightmare Author - Katrinka E-Mail address - katrinka@flash.net Rating - NC-17 Category -s, a, MSR Spoilers - Terma Keywords - MSR, angst Content warning: slash, male rape, Muldertorture M/K Archiving: sure, just tell me. ATXC okay. Summary - Mulder becomes a subject of Russian experiments, and an old enemy gets revenge. Note: this happens after KAUNISTAMA, I mean right afterwords! There is not much MSR in this story, but HUGE amounts in the sequel. This is also a sequel to You Better/You Bet Feedback: hug a fanfic writer, give feedback! All feedback will be responded to. //How did I get untied?// Mulder telepathed. Dana went to the mirror that separated them. Mulder was laying on the bed, beside Krycek, who was still asleep. He was rubbing his head. //Do you remember what happened last night?// Scully telepathed to him. //Dana?// he asked, sounding confused. //Did something happen last night?// His confusing was making her think of several different drugs that Krycek could have given him. //How do you feel?// //My head hurts, I feel almost like I have a hangover. Did I get drunk?// She saw the keys on the table beside the bed. //Mulder, we can get out of here, if you can just think,// //I'll try,// He got out of bed, and found something heavy. He smashed Krycek in the head in it. Then he put his captors pants on, grabbed the keys and opened the door that Dana was in. "You ready." She got up, and looked at their captor, then back at him. "I'm ready." They walked down the hallway. Mulder reached out his hand towards Scully. She took it. He looked confused, very confused. She took it. "Dana, do you know how to get out of here?" //we should telepath, they can't hear us this way,// she told him. //Yeah, I forgot we could do that,// She could hear footsteps, she pulled him into a broom closet. A guard came by. He was armed. Scully came out, she hit the guard over the head with the butt of Krycek's gun. She disarmed the guard, and tossed the guards gun to Mulder. He caught it, and just looked at it. //Help me with the guard.// she said. he helped her pull the guard into the closet, and she locked it. As they went down the hallway, Dana was seriously confused about Mulder. He was still in a daze, as if heavily drugged. Also, he was turning various shades of green. There was a door, at the end of the hallway. before she could ask, Mulder said. //Hidden staircase, I think it was for the servants.// They entered it, and shut the door behind them. They had only gone down one flight, when Mulder sagged against the wall. //Are you all right?// she asked him. //Just a bit dizzy, that's all.// he tried to reassure her, but she could feel from him that he was more then just a little dizzy. //Mulder...// //I think I'm going to be sick,// he went to the corner and vomited. When he was through, he got up, using the wall as a brace. he looked at Scully. //Your going to have to go without me,// //I'm not leaving you!// //I'm too sick to go on.// he said calmly. //face it, its the only way to save yourself.// //I'll help you,// //If you go by yourself, you'll be free,// //If I go alone, you'll be killed.// she pointed out. //If you help me, we will both be killed.// //I would rather spend my last moments with you, then a life time alone.// she put an arm around his waist. He put an arm around her, steadying himself. //You are so stubborn,// He told her. //I love you too Fox Mulder.// They had only gone down one flight when Mulder was sick again. The door to the stairwell opened, and armed guards came into the stairs. Dana pointed her gun at them. An officer came down the stairs. He bore an uncanny resemblance t o Mulder. Dana let her guard down for a moment. That was enough time for the man to grab Mulder, and push a gun against his head. In English he said. "Drop your gun, or I will kill your friend!" Dana had no choice, she put her gun on the floor. The colonel threw Mulder to the side, then he lifted his gun, and brought it down hard on Dana's head. **************************** Mulder woke, he was back on the bed. Face down, his legs spread in a v, an ankle tied to each post. His wrists were tied above his head. He felt heavily drugged. He reached out with his mind. //Dana, are you still alive,// //Yes I am. I can see you, through the mirror,// //Has Krycek hurt you?// //No one has touched me,// He realized A man was standing beside the bed, holding a belt. "You have disobeyed me Krycek last time!" The man looked familiar to Mulder, very familiar, but he couldn't place him. "Who are you?" "I am Colonel Anatoli Arntzen, Krycek's superior officer." "Are you going to hurt Dana?" he asked. "Someone must be punished, you will be given the choice. it will be you or Dana. If you decide to let me punish you, you will be hurt in any way I see fit." Mulder felt Dana in his mind. //Don't Fox, don't agree to it!// //I must!// "Your argument is with me, not her. I am the one that freed her and tried to escape, I should be the one that will be punished." "I'm glad you chose yourself!' The man smiled wolfishly. "So your going to kill me," he couldn't help but let the hope creep into his voice. "You will only die, when I decide its time!" the belt came down hard on his back. Over and over Arntzen beat Mulder, until he felt the skin on his back would come off. The blows ended, Arntzen came back into his line of vision, he unbuckled his pants. "You will be shown how bad it can be, you life will be hell on earth. You are going to be given to my men, they are sadists. But first, *I* am going to take you!" Mulder didn't say anything, just nodded. He watched horrified as Arntzen rubbed himself into an erection, the man climbed onto the bed, he rubbed his cock against Mulder's ass, slowly, teasingly. Then The man entered him. Mulder closed his eyes. It hurt, damn it hurt. He couldn't let this sadist know that. When he was done, he got off the bed, and fastened his pants. Then Arntzen left the room. The door opened, and six guards came in, talking excitedly in Spanish. One ran his hand down Mulder's ass. He tried to pull away, but the way he was tied down, made his struggle look sensuous. Someone got onto the bed, he couldn't see who. Then there was a weight on his back, and someone entered him. Mulder laid there, unmoving, unresisting. The first man orgasmed, got off him, without a pause, someone else was raping him. He could feel his skin tear, and the pain was even greater. It went on like this, guards using him. He wasn't given any free time. There seemed to be an endless stream of guards. Using his body, beating him. Arntzen the entire time stood there, watching him get raped. Arntzen was right, this was hell on earth. Something inside him cracked. He realized he would never be allowed to die. ***************** Krycek's head hurt, really really badly. The Colonel was there, watching him. "Finally you woke up." "How long have I been out?" "Twelve hours," he was told. He looked around, he was in the room that doubled as an infirmary. "Where is Mulder?" "He has been punished." was all that his cousin said. "Punished, why was he punished?" Krycek demanded. "He is the one that gave you the concussion. He then tried to escape with his partner." "Where is he now?" Krycek demanded. "He is in his cell, recovering." the Arntzen said flatly. "What did you do to him?" "I gave him to your men." He shrugged. "Of course I had to try him first, and your right, he was a terrible lay." Krycek had a cold feeling in the pit of his stomach. Giving Mulder to the guards had been something that Arntzen had been pressing him to do since the beginning. Krycek knew he was no angel, but he would never have allowed Mulder to be gang raped. "Has he had any medical treatment yet?" he asked. "Of course not." There was only one way for him to help his former lover. All officers in his branch of the secret service had a higher ranking then army officers. It had been done this way to help weed out corruption in the army, but he could use it to help Mulder. Krycek sat up. He was dizzy, but right now he didn't care. "Take Scully to his cell." "He doesn't deserve...." Arntzen began to object. "I am giving you a direct order Colonel Artizen!" Krycek barked. "Take Scully to his cell!" The officer looked him over, and then finally he sighed. "Yes sir." ************************************8 Dana Scully was shoved into a dark room. the door was slammed behind her and locked. It had been several hours since she had seen Mulder being drug out of Krycek's room. it took her a few moments to get used to the light. the room was small and barely furnished. there was only a cot, and a camode. it reminded Scully of a jail. one that smelled. there was a body on the bed. it had short spiky hair, the beginnings of a beard sprinkled his face, bruises covered his face. the body was nude, covered only in a thin sheet. Mulder, it must be Mulder. She knelt down by her partner. the man's eyes opened. what Scully saw wasn't human. he looked like a caged animal. he slowly began to back up, panicked. "Mulder, it's okay, it's me," Scully said softly. She reached out to touch her lover, but the man shrinked away from her. for the first time, she saw the bruises, that circled his eyes. "Please don't hurt me," he said in a small voice. "I would never do that." She promised. "How long have you been here?" "I can't remember." "Do you remember your name?" "Fox Mulder," "Can you remember my name?" "Dana, your my Dana," He reached out, she took his hand, and placed it on his cheek. She could feel him touch her mind. "Tell me Mulder, is there any thing else you can't remember?" He tried to close his mind from her ashamed, but he felt acceptance from her. "I can't remember what he does to me most of the time." "I think he's given you Flunitrazepam," "I've never heard of that," he said confused. "it's also known as Rohypnol. Adverse effects can include loss of memory, impaired judgment, dizziness, and prolonged periods of blackout. Have you had any of those symptoms?" "Yes," he admitted. "All of them," "It's called the date rape drug, he's drugged you into sleeping with him." "Arntzen didn't use any drugs," Mulder said. "I can remember what his men did to me." "Then why couldn't you remember your name?" "He gave me a drink afterwards, and I blacked out." "So, my theory is right, you where drugged." Scully said, for the first time, she noticed a thin patch of blood that was on the middle of the sheet. "You've been hurt, do you trust me enough to examine you?' Mulder looked up to her, pain in his eyes. In her mind, she heard //Your the only one that I trust.// Scully was angry at Krycek and Arntzen for putting Mulder through this, she still didn't know why they could touch each others minds. Once she returned to civilization, she would have the means to find out. ******************* "You must send for Mulder," Arntzen ordered. While they ate dinner together. It had been three days since Mulder had been gang raped. "It isn't time yet," Krycek didn't look up. Arntzen slammed his hand down. "Damn it! You've coddled the boy! You have given him enough time to recover." "That's my desistion." he said levely. His cousin slid a piece of paper across the table. Krycek picked it up, unfolded it. He read it. It was from Krycek's superior officer, giving Arntzen command over the mission. "You went over my head." "Your love for Mulder has been risking the mission, I have ordered the increase of the heroin and the experimental drug." Arntzen went over to Krycek, he grabbed him by the shirt collar, and pulled him to his feet. "If you don't call for him. I will give him to my men again." Krycek felt a sick feeling in his stomach. "All right, I'll call for him, tonight." "Good, finally your seeing some sense." "Why don't you keep the heroin at the rate your giving it. I agree the telepathic drug should be increased." he said, trying to keep his dignity. "It's too late. He has already been given the first injection." Arntzen sneered. *********************** Finally Krycek was alone, waiting for Mulder. He emptied an entire container of Rohypnol into Mulder's water bottle. The man was addicted to two drugs, heroin and Rohypnol. Krycek wondered if Mulder would ever be able to recover from them. Thankfully, the experimental telepathic drug wasn't addictive. The door to Krycek's room opened, and a guard shoved Mulder into the room. Mulder looked at his captor, his eyes looked larger then usual. "You wanted to see me." "You look awful," Krycek said. "I am what you made me." was all Mulder said, he looked longingly at the pitcher of water. Krycek knew that the man had not been given any water in the time that he was in his cell. "have a drink," Krycek said, Mulder went to the pitcher, he picked it up, and poured himself a glass, he drank that, then another, then a third. He put the pitcher down. "Thank you." "Listen, I didn't have anything to do with the gang rape," "All right," Mulder said, but Krycek could tell that Mulder didn't believe him. Krycek went to his computer, and began to work. Giving the drug enough time to work. He could tell immediately that Mulder was under. Mulder visibly relaxed. If he was going to have sex with him, he wouldn't have anal sex. That would be too much for him. Krycek decided to let Mulder take him again. Krycek went to Mulder, he kissed him. Mulder was so under that he kissed back. * * * Mulder knew that Dana would be full of questions when he returned to the cell. He found Dana already awake when he returned. Sitting on the floor. She looked up to Mulder, and asked scarcastlly. "Did you have fun last night?" He didn't answer, he sat down on the cot, gathering up the sheets so that he could cover his arms. "Why did you go?" she asked him. "after he gave me to his men, I don't feel like fighting anymore." he looked away from Scully. His lover would never understand the fear that he felt. he knew that he was a coward in his lover's eyes. There was a long stretch of silence between them. Then Scully knelt in front of him, gently, very gently she said. "That isn't all is it?" "What do you mean?" Mulder tried to play dumb. "Your arms. I saw the track marks when you first came in. He's hooked you on something, hasn't he?" Sully removed the sheets, showing the lines of needle marks. "Why would he do this to you?" he looked back down to his arms. bringing the sheet back over them. he had never felt so ashamed before. "I was given the choice Dana, eather you or me." "What do you mean?" she asked confused. "If I didn't give myself to him, he would take you, then give you to his men." his voice shook. "Oh my god," Scully said softly. "Your doing this because you love me." "I couldn't let you be hurt. I was a hustler when I was at college. I can survive." his voice cracked. "Every time he comes for me, I want to die." Let me see your arm," He showed it to her. Her finger when over the marks the needles left. "They are getting inflamed." "Your safe, that what makes all this worth while," Mulder told her. He put his hand on the side of her face, opening his mind to her. She reached up, touching his cheek, and opened her mind to him. This was beyond lovemaking, he realized, to know your lover totally. //I am yours,// he heard her think. //I love you Dana,// he thought, and he realized he was crying. * *************************** Mulder woke to the sound of Krycek putting on his artificial arm. Morning had come. As usual, Mulder woke, nude in Krycek's bed, not remembering what had happened the night before. He needed a fix, his body craved it. As usual the doctor came into the room. She checked Mulder over, and in English said. "Should I give him his injection?" Krycek shook his head. "Fox Mulder is a man, he's man enough to make his own desistions." Mulder looked at his captor, he couldn't believe his ears. "Your letting me decide?" "Do you want to be on drugs?" Krycek asked him. "No, I don't." he said firmly. He was hungry, but it wasn't for food, he had been given his fill of that. Even after he ate, he still had the craving. Krycek went to a drawer, he took out what looked like a small purse. He put it in Mulder's hand. "Here, take your fix." Mulder opened up the purse, inside was a serenge full of drugs. This was what his body craved, this is what he needed. He had never had much time for addicts, and now he was one. "all you have to do, is give yourself your fix." Krycek said almost seductively. "leave me alone, and I'll do it." Mulder finally said. "I want to watch you, I want to see you give yourself the shot. Then we will make love." Mulder looked down to the drugs, then back at Krycek. He was not a victim. He wasn't going to be one now. He threw the drugs at Krycek, hitting him with them. "You've made your desistion?" he asked. "Your not going to hurt Dana?" it wasn't a question, not really. "No, I won't hurt her, Take him back to his cell." *************************** Mulder was taken to the cell. He was thrown in, the door was locked behind him. It was black, pitch black, and hot, very hot. He sank down on the floor. He couldn't believe his luck. "Whose there?" the voice of his lover asked. "It's me...Fox." He felt her fingers touch him. Stroking feeling his face, trying to feel if it where really him, as their minds touched, she said. //He brought you back...why?// //He wanted me to give myself my fix, when I didn't he sent me back.// //You should have given it to yourself.// //I want to be free of it.// he telepathed.// //It might not be safe,// //I am a drug addict. I don't want to be, will you help me?// He asked, looking into Dana's eyes. "Yes, I'll help you," she promised. ************************ When Krycek called for Mulder, guards had to bring him in, and put him on the bed. Mulder had changed dramatically overnight. He was pale, running a fever, his trimmers that he had been having since he started the withdrawal was getting harder. The psyche cries from him where almost unbearable. He could hear them, even though the Soviet doctors had put implant into his mind, to block out the tendencies when he was still a young child. He could still remember the Englishman who had helped him through this when it happened to him. If he could help his former lover, perhaps it would pay him back a bit. Krycek knelt down beside Mulder, he put his hand on his forehead. His mind seemed to be in a whirlwind. "Help me Alex, please." Mulder begged. //Concentrate Mulder,// Alex told him. Krycek got a splitting headache trying to do anything telepathic, but it would help Mulder, it would be worth it. //On what?// Krycek's mind could see the image that John had made him see. //Think of a flower, try to invision a flower in your mind. Then attempt to open it slowly.// He could see the flower in Mulder's mind. A rose bud that was black, a black that was deep as the night. Slowly the rose opened. As the rose opened, the chaos that was Mulder's mind calmed down. When the rose was completely opened, Mulder's mind became normal. //I feel better, thanks.//Mulder looked up to him. //Why did you do this?// //I went through the same thing once.// the pain form the implant grew to almost torture. //What's happening to you?// Mulder asked. //Your in agony!// "It doesn't matter," Krycek said outloud, he reached out and touched his cousin. This would have to end, he knew it now. His mind raced, he didn't know how he would convince Arntzen, but he would have too. ************************** The withdrawal wasn't going good. She could tell from the symptoms that the drug wasn't just heroin. The lights had been turned on. Krycek had done this to her lover. Krycek, the man who had killed Mulder's father, had been there when her own sister was killed. He was killing Mulder slowly. Using his love for her to kill him. Mulder had made Dana promise that she wouldn't go to Krycek, but even as she said it, she knew she would have to go. she waited until Mulder was asleep, then told the guard that she wanted to talk to Krycek. She was taken imeaditly to Krycek's room. Krycek was awake, working on a laptop computer. Dana was shoved to the floor by the guard. "Get out of here!" he ordered the guard, for the first time she noticed, that he wasn't wearing his artificial arm. The guard left. "I must say, I am surprised. How are you doing Dana?" He went over to her, reached out his only hand. She took it, and stood up. "I want you to know, that I am sorry that I beat you," "Then why did you do it?" she demanded. "I had my orders." "Are you trying to tell me that your working for someone?" "Aren't we all?" Krycek paused. "I am working for the Russian government." "What kind of drugs have you put Mulder on?" "I'm not sure, it was given to me by my superiors." "Does these drugs make you telepathic?" she demanded. "One of them does, that's the one I am not too sure about the name." he paused. "The other is heroin." "Is this the same thing that you put him into his water when you tried to frame him?" she could ask. "No, it isn't." Krycek admitted. "He could die then, from the withdrawal?" "Yes, he could, no matter what we have done to each other. I can't kill him." Krycek went to his desk, opened a drawer, took out a packet, and gave it to her. "Give this to him, he knows how much he should take. I will give you some more in the morning." There was an electric like pulse that went from his hand to hers, and suddenly Dana could see into Krycek's mind. "I can read your mind, is that part of the experiment?" "Yes, it is." "How can I be like this? I haven't taken any drug." she told him. "I can't tell you that," he said outloud, then he thought. //The drug has been placed in your food and water. The only way to avoid it is to starve yourself.// ******************** Dana was taken back to the cell. Mulder looked up to him from the cot, he was needing a fix, she could tell. He was holding the rails of the bed, "I've got a present for you," she told him. "I have today's fix." Mulder's eyes narrowed. "How did you get it?" "Krycek gave it to me." "Did you sleep with him?" there was pain in his eyes. "No, I didn't," "are you sure?: he asked. "You can trust me." "I can't give it to myself...." he said. "You'll have to help me." "You never gave it to yourself?" "Never," he looked away from Dana. "I need my fix, please." Her partner, he lover was suffering. She looked down to the drugs in her hand, then back to him. She loved Mulder, there was only one thing she could do. She opened the package, took the serenge out, "how much do you usually take?" "The entire bottle," Mulder gasped. Scully filled the serenge, she knelt down beside her lover. It took some time for Scully to find a vein, for Mulder was shaking too much. Finally she injected the man. Mulder sighed as he was given the drug. His adjectation calmed down considerably. when he spoke, he sounded almost like himself. "Thank you Dana." **************** Krycek was walking down the hallway. he was on his way to find his second stash of rohypnol. Suddenly something hit him from behind, and he found himself falling, landing on his prosthetic arm, he heard the crack as one of his ribs broke. His leg had twisted beneath him strangely, and that hurt too. Then someone kicked him in the face, and he heard the bone in his nose crack. Krycek looked up to his attacker, Colonel Arntzen. "What the hell is going on?" Arntzen picked him up by the collar and pushed him against the wall. "I ask the questions traitor!" "I am not a trator!" Krycek insisted. The Colonel punched him in the face, and he could feel blood pour from his lip. "Shut up!" Krycek was terrified, actually more then terrified. he had no idea what Arntzen was upset about. "I found out about your little trick." Arntzen hissed. "What trick?" "I found out that you added Rohypnol to Mulder's liquids. You invalidated the entire experiment!" the colonel thundered. "I thought it would be better if Mulder didn't fight as much," Krycek tried to sound like nothing had happened. "I did not betray you." "This experiment is over," Arntzen said. "If you want to redeem yourself, you will do what I tell you too." "What do you want me to do?" Krycek asked. "In the morning, you will kill Fox Mulder and Dana Scully." Arntzen ordered. Krycek grew sick at the thought, but perhaps, if he had help, he might be able to do something that would make both him, and his prisoners safe. "All right, I will kill them." ******************************************** "You want to say something to me," Dana Scully said, she was in Krycek's bedroom. She wondered what had happened to him. he had a black eye, his nose had been broken and his lip was split. She was curios about what happened to him, but in a way she felt as if her captor deserved it. "I know what you feel for Mulder," He told her. "I don't know what you mean," She denied. "You love him, don't you?" Krycek paused. "He's very seductive, he made me love him, once." Dana couldn't believe he was bringing up the past. "Your affair, you knew you had to leave him." "I had convinced my superiors to let me stay," "What made you change your mind?" "I overheard him telling you what he really felt for me." Krycek's voice cracked. "I thought he really loved me, and all I was a lay." Dana couldn't believe her ears. "You did all this-kidnapping us, drugging us, raping Mulder, because you wanted revenge?" "This was an assignment, that's all." he paused. "I don't want revenge on Mulder." Dana could feel truth from Krycek. "Then why bring me here?" "There is something I must tell you." He paused. "After my first assignment with Mulder. I went back home to Russia, I was able to go through the KGB files on Mulder." Scully couldn't believe her ears. "The KGB has a file on Mulder?" "You did know he was adopted." when Scully nodded, he said. "Mulder's biological father was a Soviet spy that defected. With a little digging, I was able to find the truth." he opened up a drawer, took out a photo, and handed it to Scully. It was of two men, twins. "This photo was taken forty years ago. Before Mulder's father defected." "Who is the other man?" "My father." "Mulder's your *cousin*?" she gasped. "not only that, he is Arntzen's half-brother." "Did Arntzen beat you?" Dana finally asked. "I disobeyed orders," he shrugged. Krycek took out a large envelope of papers. He gave it to Dana. "I want you to give these to Mulder, they are in Russian, but he should be able to get them translated. They are his KGB records. He has a right to have them." "Why are you giving these to me?" "Because it's what's right," he sighed. "I have told my supiors have said experiment is finished. I have been told to kill the two of you." "Are you going to do that?" "No, I can't. Be quiet tonight. I will make it sound like you have been killed. When you wake in the morning, you will be free. You will find a boat waiting for you." "Why are you doing this?" "Something inside of me still loves Mulder." was all that Krycek said. "Perhaps this can help pay him back for what I did to him." ************** Mulder was woken by the sound of the cell door opening. He glanced at Scully, who nodded at him. He could *feel* Krycek before he even came into the room. *feel* the pain his captor felt. Krycek came in, he was limping. Dana had been right, he had been beaten. He was carrying a gun. He shut the door behind him. "How was your sleep?" "Just wonderful," Mulder said sarcastically. He looked up to his captor, and their minds met. "Just get it over with," Scully said. Krycek aimed his gun towards Scully, fired, the shot hitting the wall, Scully fell to the ground. The door to the cell opened, Colonel Aritzen came in, wearing a Russian army uniform. "What's taking you so long?" "Nothing," Krycek said. "Finish it, kill Fox Mulder." he ordered. Krycek looked at Mulder, regret in his eyes. "I'm sorry cousin," he shot him, Mulder's leg felt as if it were on fire. Then Krycek walked closer to him. He pulled the trigger again. Pain coursed through Mulder's shoulder. The last thing Mulder saw before he lost consciousness was Krycek. *********************** TO BE CONTINUED IN......... LOVE BITES