DISCLAIMER: Not only have I stolen the characters, but also the 
situation. If you know Tunguska, you'll know where you are. I know the 
dialogue isn't exactly accurate. So blah.
SPOILERS: Well, amazingly enough, major spoilers for Tunguska. Okay?


'DUCK!!!' my mind screamed, but unfortunately a moment too late. The 
remarkably well aimed paperweight hit me in my right temple, quite well 
delivered, considering Krycek only has one arm. Involuntarily, I passed 
out.

****

When I came to, I noticed I was in a truck. A stationary truck. The 
next thing I noticed was that there was no pain in my temple. Strange, 
considering how hard that rat hit me. I heard, from outside, a female 
voice: "Driver's dead." 

(Scully?)

Then an answering voice, male, "I counted two men." I turned toward the 
driver's side, and noticed that indeed the driver was dead. And someone 
had set it up so that it looked like *I* had killed him. Geez! What's 
up here? Glancing down, I saw that I wasn't wearing my FBI suit. I was 
actually wearing jeans, t-shirt, olive sweatshirt and a leather jacket. 
Oh, and also a pair of black basketball boots. 

My wondering mind's trail of thought was interrupted by a shout from 
outside. "Get out of the truck!"

(What?!)

I hoped seriously that I had some I.D. on me. Otherwise, this was not 
gonna look good. I threw my gun out the window, but made no move to get 
out.

The guy outside yelled something about my hands in the air, so I 
decided to comply. I stepped out, hands up, and turned momentarily 
towards the guy who was yelling instructions.

And saw his face for an instant. My arch nemesis, Alex Krycek. He 
sprung forward, hissing, "You son of a bitch." Then I felt the butt of 
his gun slam into my gut, and I grunted, falling to the ground. He 
turned the gun on me, and I saw Scully standing behind him. And then 
she called him 'Mulder'. 

(What the hell is going on?!)

I honestly think my jaw dropped open, and I tried to think of some 
clever comeback, but failed to. Not thinking, I blurted out, "Scully! 
What...what?! I'm Mulder, why are you calling Alex Krycek of all 
people, by my name?!"

The two exchanged an incredulous glance. Then Krycek turned back to me. 
"Oh, come *on*, Krycek."

(Krycek?!)

This still seemed naggingly familiar. And then suddenly, in a rush, it 
came to me. The bombs, the militia men, Skinner's...oh shit, Skinner's 
apartment, and the rock. What did Krycek say after that? 

"Who do you think sent you those receipts?" I snarled, suddenly 
remembering. But that didn't help me as to what was going on. Or how it 
happened. I was royally confused, but Krycek - Mulder yanked me up by 
my collar, making me stand up. And proceeded to push me inside.

I nattered off what I remembered Krycek to be saying, and Alex Mulder 
shoved me in the chest, causing me to sit down very suddenly.

(God I turn into a bastard around Krycek!)

We finished our conversation, both of them...Scully as well!...shooting 
me frowns, and generally disgusted looks. Man. Then they turned, intent 
on going.

(What? Leaving? What the *hell* did Krycek do to make us take him with 
us?)

"Mulder!" I blurted out, feeling strange, "this is only one bomb I'm 
sitting on. You didn't ask me how many more I know about."

Alex Mulder and Scully exchanged a glance, and I stood up expectantly.

*****

Alex Mulder shoved me roughly in the back from behind, and I stumbly 
walked forward, searching for the man I remembered Krycek identifying 
as the "guy with the pouch". Suddenly I spied him, and pointed towards 
him.

Scully walked at a clipped pace, towards him, holding up her I.D. 

"Sir? Federal Agent, don't be alarmed, we just need to ask you a few 
questions.."

The guy turned around and bolted through the double doors. Scully 
attemped to follow him, shouting, then turned around, desparation 
showing on her face.

"Mulder.." she called, and I reflexively went to follow, but was 
stopped by Alex, who handcuffed me to the railing. I yanked at my hand, 
only causing a sore(r) wrist, then gave up and attempted to look casual 
as the two pursued the man at full pace. 

And that's where I waited for around five minutes, until the two came 
back. I tried to give casual smiles to all the people passing. They 
both looked royally pissed.

"This supposed to be some kind of joke?" Scully sounded annoyed, 
especially for her.

"What is it." I asked, deadpan. I knew full well what was inside that 
pouch. 

Alex Mulder (Krycek) muttered something, then, eyes locked with mine, 
said, "Expose it for him, Scully."

She opened the pouch, giving me a clear view of the black rock inside. 
Alex Mulder gave me a glare.

"What did you get for Halloween, Charlie Brown?"

Then stalked off. Scully gave me a look - you deserved that.

(Man, I gotta stop making wisecracks directed at people already feeling 
pretty down)

And unlocked my handcuff in order for me to put back on the sweatshirt, 
and jacket. We followed Alex out of the airport, to where he roughly 
shoved me in the back of the car.