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"Oh God..." I seriously think I am going to be sick, and have to pull away from him for a moment in order to maintain any semblance of sanity.
He was there! Christ!
"The Brit asked me to meet with him in Central Park after you had gone missing."
I raise my head, and he promptly takes my hand back into his, and I squeeze back, hard. Thankful for his presence, as the effects of the silo try to keep me from remaining grounded in our current conversation.
"Why would he do that?" I ask, still tense, but thankful for the soft caresses he gives me with a thumb.
"He knew I was looking for something very valuable, and said he could help me to find it."
"What was that?" I can't help but inquire, not allowing myself to hope.
He smiles and leans in closely to me.
"You."
"Me?" I whisper, not willing to believe in what I am hearing. Yes, I believe it when he tells me he loves me, but to find out that he spent so much time trying to find me is just...unbelievable. To know that while I was in the bottom of that concrete coffin, he was out trying to locate me is suddenly a lot more information than I know what to do with.
"You. After our car accident, I lost track of you. He told me he could help me. He didn't know exactly where you were, but by even meeting with me showed me that he, at the very least, cared whether or not I would kill you on sight, as soon as you were located."
"He didn't know where I was, Fox. Only...only that Smoking Bastard knew. He...he locked me..." I wilt against his chest, unable to complete my sentence. The thought alone of the silo too much to bear.
Fox moves his arms around me and begins to stroke my back with one hand, while running his other through my hair, and I suddenly can't keep the tears from falling.
"Shh, shh. I know. It's all right, you don't have to say it." He soothingly states, holding me even tighter to him. "Cancerman started bragging, and he figured it out. The Brit helped me to get you out."
"What?" I ask, pulling abruptly away from him to stare at him, dumbfounded. "What do you mean he helped you? Fox, you were no where near that...place...when I left. You..."
I reach out for him and pull him back against me. The feel of his weight against my chest is so right, that the thought of him bolting from the room fills me with a fright I cannot explain. And I am terribly afraid that he just might do that.
"Oh, but I did know, Alex. Do you really think a paltry militia group was able to get that close to the...to where you were? The Brit sent them in. They were working for him, under the guise of being militiamen. I knew when they were going in, and...when they got out. But, I was unable to do anything about it, unable to come to you, because Cancerman was watching me too closely. Then the raid took place, nice thing with those receipts by the way, and it allowed me to get close to you again. Only Scully knew how I truly felt about you, so I had to...rough you up, in order to maintain the illusion that I hated you. Then Tunguska happened.
"Jesus, but it took everything in me to keep from reaching out for you in that gulag, Alex. I wanted so much to be able to hold you then, as I am holding you now."
"Why didn't you?" I whisper, thinking of how nice it could have been if only he had. "Why didn't you reach for me then?"
"You told me not to touch you again, so I didn't. Though I wanted to, desperately. I was afraid of what your reaction would be, so I kept my distance. I did what I did later—throwing you into the back of the truck—because it was the only thing I could think of at the time that would ensure your escape, as well as mine. Now, here we are. I have been scared for weeks that you were dead, after I lost track of you in those fucking woods. It has taken a lot out of Scully, I am sure, having had to sit there in our office, and watch, as I paced a hole into the floor. Wondering where you could possibly have been. But, no matter how upset I became, a part of me knew you were alive, Alex."
"How could you have known that, Fox? I was as good as dead." I tell him, though I know instinctively that I, too, would know if he were to perish from this earth.
"Because I would have felt it here, if you were not." He states, pulling away from me to place a hand across his heart, almost causing me to cry at the gesture.
"Who is being melodramatic, now?" I ask instead, looking at him with a smile.
He laughs, and squeezes his arms about me tightly.
"'Here we are now.' That is what you just said. So, what is next Fox?" I ask shyly, returning his embrace just as strongly.
"What do you want, Alex?"
I pull away from him, and looking at him squarely, I reply, "Everything, Fox. I want everything."
"Than you shall have it, Aleksei. Anything at all your heart desires, I will be sure you receive. After my father's death, I became a very rich man. I can think of no finer way to spend his blood money, than on the two of us. On you."
I can only stare at him, stunned, until he begins to laugh softly.
"What? You seem surprised, Alex."
"Fox, you do know what I mean by “everything”, don't you? I was not speaking about material possessions."
"Yes, Alex. I am well aware of what you meant. You shall have “Everything”. I promise."
I can't help myself, as I begin crying again. What did I ever do to deserve this man?
"I love you, Aleksei Nikolai Krycek. I love you."
"I love you too, Fox. I love you too."
Pulling me into his arms again, I can't help but wonder how I got to be so damn lucky, when all I thought I was doing was bringing him his faith back tonight, when I arrived in the first place.
Snuggling against him, he continues to run his hands along my back, and in my hair, and I suddenly know that things are going to be okay. Wiekamp can wait a few more minutes, as I sit and bask in the warmth of his love for me. Our love for each other.
It isn't but for a few moments, before it dawns on me.
He knows my full name.
"Fox?" I murmur against his warm chest.
"Hmm?" He asks, taking a deep breath and holding me tighter to him.
"How did you know my name?"
Instead of replying, he simply begins to chuckle.
"I still have to keep some secrets. Now...how about we go and save an Alien Rebel?"
~Fin~