Title: Dreams
Author: kbk
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, I make no money from this. Chris Carter. Though he probably doesn't know any more than we do when it comes to back-story...
Notes: Alex is such a little angst-monkey...

He can't remember what language he dreams in.

He hopes it's English. He likes being American - the privileges it brings, the rights he can take for granted.

It could be Russian - he's certainly fluent enough, and he remembers fever dreams for days and months after he lost his arm, which was careless of him.

Czech, though, seems most likely. He's almost sure, some mornings, that he'll open his eyes to see the shade of his mother standing over him, whispering prayers and muttering imprecations and so disappointed in her little boy.

It doesn't really matter, though. He still can't remember.