Title: An Ode To Maybe

Author: Carla (moviebuff001)

Rating: Pg-13-Language, sexual content, violence

Category: The X-Files

Archiving: Sure, just tell me

Feedback: Please!

Spoilers: Most Alex Krycek episodes and some of the mythology.

Summary: Alex Krycek is hired to kill someone, but he has a little trouble completing the job…

Time line: Season 7 after S.R. 819 but before Two Fathers.

Disclaimer: If I did own Alex Krycek, he’d still be alive. So, alas he belongs to Chris Carter and 1013. All quotes are from the Matthew Good Band.

Chapter 16

 

            Sandra woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs, which Alex was bent over, deep in concentration. This would be the second time he cooked them breakfast, except this time she was planning on actually eating it.

 

            Sandra got dressed and walked over to where Alex was, which was when she saw the shopping bags.

 

            “What’s all this?”

 

            Alex had been concentrating on cooking and hadn’t even heard Sandra get up. He turned and faced her, “Well, for one thing, we were out of food, which is an essential element in living,” he took the food over to the table. “And second, we’ve been wearing the same clothes for the past four days. I thought you might like a change.”

 

            Sandra stared at him for a moment before throwing her arms around him and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. She pulled back a bit, still keeping her arms around him, “Thank you so much,” she absently kissed him on the mouth. As she looked at his eyes, she knew he wasn’t trying to impress her or anything, he was just doing what he thought was needed. It just happened to be really sweet. She hugged him again, her faith in him growing more.

 

            “You know the food’s going to get cold,” Alex wasn’t comfortable with all the thanks he was getting, it wasn’t something he was used to.

 

            They ate in silence, both stealing glances at the other. Finally, while cleaning up the dishes, Alex spoke. “We’re leaving today.”

 

            Sandra stared at him, it wasn’t that she thought that they were going to stay here forever, but she thought they would stay for a few days at least.

 

            “But it’s safe here, nobody knows we’re here.”

 

            Alex looked at her, she was being naïve of course, but he understood her want to stay here. It was something familiar, a place that reminded her of her family. He completely understood that, what he wouldn’t do to be reminded of what his family was like and not just some distant memory.

 

            “Listen,” his voice was sympathetic. “We have to keep moving until we get to Canada. Even if we’re being incredibly careful, there’s always somebody who can and will find us.”

 

            Sandra nodded her head and went to have a shower before they left. As the water ran over her head, she couldn’t have been farther away. A piece of her dream kept playing over and over in her head:

 

            Sandra lay awake in her bed, staring at the ceiling, counting the endless dots that ran in a chaotic pattern. She feels something pass over her arm, causing the hair on her arms to stand up. She turns her head to see Alex looking at her, then he kisses her, rolling her on top of him. They rip off each others clothes, almost without breaking contact. Before either knows what is happening, they plunge deep into each other and…

 

            Sandra shook her head and took a deep breath, she studied her surroundings. She was still in the bathroom, in the shower.

 

            The more she thought of that dream, the stronger it got, she literally had to hold herself up or else she was afraid that her knees might go. She looked out at the door, secretly hoping Alex would come through and…

 

            She banged her fist against the shower wall, ‘I must have a death wish,’ she said to herself, turning the water to cold.

 

 

Chapter 17    

 

            He hadn’t slept for the past three days, but Hayden was hardly feeling it.

 

            He was so impressed with himself and his team, they had managed, but barely, to get back on the track of Krycek and Ames. They had lost them after finding their car ditched but fortunately, he had enough man power to do a several state search.

 

            Hayden had found out that they had stayed in a hotel in Philipsburg but had only stayed there one night. And, contrary to what most people thought, they were going west not north, as that was where the Consortium was looking for them.

 

            Now, they could have been stuck, only knowing that they were going west but not knowing exactly where they were. Luckily, the SUV they had been driving had been spotted in Illinois, heading north. They also had dug up a property that Sandra Ames uncle had owned. That, in particular, had not been easy to find. A contact of Hayden’s had worked in a town nearby his property and remembered the name.

 

            Hayden got out of his Dodge Stealth, one of his most prized possessions and looked at the cottage. He traveled alone and had only told people tiny details that they needed to know to do their job. Nobody knew where he was and he preferred it that way. He wanted to handle this on his own.

 

            Hayden saw the tire tracks still indented into the mud because of last night’s storm. That was his confirmation; he knew exactly where they would go now.

 

            Hayden was positive that they were trying to get Sandra Ames to Canada, he knew Krycek wouldn’t pick a huge city but he’d also not want her to be in a small town, where people could remember her.

 

            He was guessing that someplace in Alberta would probably fit that description, either Calgary or Edmonton. They were modern cities but they weren’t any of Canada’s main cities, a much easier place to hide her.

 

            Hayden also knew that in order for her to get into Canada, she needed papers, passport, etc. Krycek had a contact in Minneapolis that could do that. Haden knew that because he, himself used the same guy.

 

            Hayden got back into his car, turned up his CD player and happily tapped the wheel to the beat of Weezer’s “Keep Fishin”.

 

 

Chapter 18

 

            “Please enjoy your stay at the Hilton.”

 

            “Thanks,” Alex said to the man at the front desk, before turning to Sandra.

 

            “I have to go meet that contact of mine,” he gave her the room key. “I shouldn’t be any longer than an hour.

 

            Sandra nodded and then whispered into his ear, “Where are you getting all this money?”

 

            Alex smiled and whispered back, “I have several different bank accounts and more aliases then Sydney Bristow.”

 

            “Ohhhh.” Sandra watched him walk away until he was out of her sight and then she got into the elevator.

 

            “Hold the door,” a brown haired young man told her, as he sped to the elevator. “Thanks.”

 

            Sandra smiled politely at him, he was about her age, clad in dark jeans, a black t-shirt and skater shoes. Contradictory to his clothes, he had an air of professionalism and he kind of reminded her of Alex. The way he stood in the corner, trying to make himself as invisible as possible. The way, as soon as he got into the elevator, he subtly surveyed the elevator…and her.

 

            “So are you staying at the hotel?” He asked her, to her surprise.

 

            She turned back to him, “Yes, you?”

 

            He grinned her, “No, I’m just here on business. I’m Eric.” He was only half lying.

 

            “Elizabeth,” Alex had given her that alias to use while they were at the hotel.

           

            Before they could say anymore, the doors opened to her floor, “I get off here,” she told him.

 

            “What a coincidence,” he smiled and walked out of the elevator, “So do I.”

 

            Before she knew what was happening, he grabbed her around the waist and covered her mouth. Both of her arms were pinned to her body and no matter how hard she kicked and shoved, she couldn’t get away.

 

            The hallway was deserted and she really didn’t want to bring any attention to herself anyways by screaming.

 

            “You know Sandra, you’re lucky I’m on your side, otherwise you’d be in big trouble.” He breathed heavily into her ear, reminding her of her last kidnapping experience.

 

            He pushed her against the wall, his hand holding both of hers up above her head but left his other hand over her mouth. His foot was firmly covering both of hers, so she couldn’t kick.

 

            “Now, which room would you be occupying?” He slowly lifted his hand off her mouth.

 

             “Fuck you,” she yelled harshly.

 

            “So I guess we’ll have to do this the less fun way,” he pulled out a roll of duct tape. “A handyman’s best friend,” he taped her mouth shut. Then he put his hand in her pocket and pulled out the room key.

 

            “Now that wasn’t too hard,” Sandra glared at him, she wanted to hurt him so bad.

 

He pulled her towards the room and once in, he handcuffed her to a chair. “So we really haven’t been properly introduced,” he pulled another chair in front of her and sat down. “ My name is Hayden.”

 

Sandra’s foot kicked out, knocking Hayden and his chair, back onto the floor

 

“I don’t care about pleasantries; just tell me what you want!”

 

Hayden rubbed the back of his head were he’d hit it on the floor, then he noticed the piece of duck tape lying on the floor.

 

“When you blow on the tape, the condensation and heat will loosen the adhesive.” She explained. “No tell me what you want!” She yelled again.

 

Hayden gave her his best innocent face, “I thought we had something going back there in the elevator. And here I was thinking you were screwing Alex Krycek.”

 

Sandra’s foot narrowly missed his head.

 

Hayden stood up, “Violent aren’t we.” She glared at him, until he continued, “I work for the Resistance, the goal of the group is to fight the upcoming alien invasion.”

 

“And to kill me,” Sandra said flatly

 

“Well originally, that’s true, but I think you could be of much better use to us alive,” he paused, when she didn’t respond he went on. “We need to find an alien weakness. All I need is some cells and some blood.”

 

“So you want to use me as your guinea pig?”

 

“Don’t you understand, you could help save billions of people, you are this world’s last hope.”

 

Sandra pondered this for awhile, the thought had crossed her mind. Especially with her instant healing ability, she could do so much more for this wor-

 

“Do you bleed green?” Hayden asked, pulling out a syringe.

 

Sandra stared at him for several seconds, “What?! No…not to my knowledge.”

 

Hayden pulled a small mask out of his coat, “Jesus, do you have a Mary Poppins bag in there?” She asked.

 

Hayden smiled mockingly and put the mask over his face, covering it. He then took out a small scalpel.

 

Even at the time Sandra thought she had definitely lost her mind, as she did not, at all, trust this guy. But curiosity killed the cat…

 

Just as the blade was about to cut her, the door opened and Alex walked in.

 

It took less than a millisecond for Alex to act, knocking Hayden down, sending the scalpel across the room. His forearm pressed painfully across Hayden’s neck, “Hayden what the hell are you doing here?!” Alex was enraged with anger.

 

Hayden pointed to where Alex’s arm was cutting off his air supply and Alex relaxed a bit. “See, now I’m a little bit confused,” Hayden’s voice was taking on its mocking tone again. “See because I thought you were supposed to do away with a little problem of ours.”

 

Alex voice dropped to a harsh whisper, “And what were you planning on doing, slicing her up with a scalpel?”

 

Hayden smiled and easily got up and walked to the door, “I’ll let you two chat that one out.” He threw the handcuff keys at Alex, along with a small cell phone. ”I’ll give you guys a call a little later to see about your decision.”

 

Alex let him leave and waited for a few seconds before he started undoing Sandra’s handcuffs. “Are you alright?”

 

Sandra nodded and stood up, “He wants me to help the Resistance.”

 

Alex was hardly listening, “Why were you going to let him cut you?” He looked hurt.

 

Sandra couldn’t help but wonder if he was a bit jealous, “Why did he ask me if I bled green?”

 

Alex sighed, suddenly his anger towards her dissipated, “Aliens bleed green, and their blood is toxic to humans.”

 

“I’m half alien,” Like he needed to be reminded.

 

“Apparently, the one alien-human hybrid they’ve been successful at, besides you, bled green.”

 

Thinking about it, Sandra wondered how she had stayed so calm over the last couple of days. Then it hit her, she was in complete denial, she might as well be in Disneyland, cause as far as her mind knew, this was all but a dream. If she knew for sure, if she actually saw physical proof, it might make her face reality.

 

She took the mask Hayden had left, and put it over Alex’s face, then she took the scalpel and slowly sliced a thin red line across her index finger.

 

They looked up at each other and smiled when they saw the thin red line. When they looked down again, it had already healed.

 

Alex ripped off the mask and took Sandra’s face in his hands. “Maybe…maybe this means you’re not an alien.” For some reason, he was desperately hoping that to be true.

 

“So maybe what they gave me just gave me this healing power and the fighting ability?” She wasn’t so sure.

 

Alex wasn’t convinced either, “Well, maybe your DNA isn’t half alien, half human. Maybe the scientist who helped create you, didn’t do what he’d said he’d done. And that’s why he hid you. That would also explain why they’ve had such a problem trying to make a human-alien hybrid.”

 

The thought of being an alien was still, well…alien to her, but the idea was starting to sink in a little bit.

 

“I know someone who can help us out with this, once we get to Canada.”

 

Sandra was partly hoping that time would never come, something about ignorance appealed to her.  

 

 

Chapter 19

 

            As the chair spun around for the umpteenth time, Alex sat on the bed, half flipping through channels, half watching Sandra and her endless chair spinning. He looked at his watch: 5:00, they still had all night before Alex could pick up the ID’s the next morning. He looked back at Sandra, she’d been uncharacteristically quiet since the ‘incident’. He had this feeling that it was all starting to sink in, though it had taken her long enough. From his experience, if you held something in long enough, eventually a dam was going to break, or, in his sister’s case, it was usually a lamp.

 

            “You, ah, are you okay?” Whenever his sister had gotten upset he usually left room, he wished for that practice now.

 

            Sandra kept spinning around, caught up in her own thoughts, in her own world. She didn’t even realize Alex was talking to her until he grabbed the arms of her chair and stopped her spinning. 

 

            “Sandra!” He practically yelled in her face.

 

            She shook her head and glared at him, “What?”

 

            “Are you alright?” Alex could barely keep the amusement out of his voice. Her face was priceless, she was the cutest thing Alex had ever seen.

 

            “What the hell are smiling at?” She said flatly.

 

            Alex shook his head at her, “Nothing.” His face sobered, “But seriously, is everything alright?”

 

            Sandra stared at him as if he was an idiot, “What do you think. I’m a freaking alien!” She screamed, not really at him but just because she needed to.

 

            She stood up and started pacing around the room, Alex just stood patiently by and waited.

 

            “Everything’s changed, any plans I had for my life are now meaningless. I never asked for any of this, I was fine with where I was before.” She was almost in tears.

 

            “Were you happy?” Alex was curious as to what her life was like before.

 

            Sandra shook her head, “but at least I had a choice before you came and took away my life.” She was yelling, “What gives you the right to decide someone’s fate? Why do you get to play God?”

 

            He knew he had to just take it, that she was upset and that if he started yelling back it would just make things worse. But, he did have to explain to her some things.

 

            “Listen to me, if I hadn’t kidnapped you, someone else would have and I can guarantee you wouldn’t be alive anymore.”

 

            “What makes you think that I want to be alive?”

 

            It made Alex ill, the thought of her dying was bad enough but her wanting to die…”Sandra, sometimes we are given things, they may be gifts or burdens and it is up to that person to decide which is which. Do you have any idea what a gift this healing power is?”

 

            Sandra sat down on the bed, she was being selfish, she realized but she wasn’t about to run off to a hospital and heal anybody yet. “What if…what if when I heal someone, their wounds may heal but I’ve given them something else. Something deadly?”

 

            Alex sat close to her and her hand, it was a seemingly natural motion to Alex but yet it was a completely new to him. “Why do you think that? I haven’t been effected.”

 

            “Yet. We have no idea, why I was created.”

 

            Alex shook his head, “Do you think the government created you to kill humans, the very thing they are trying to save.”

 

            “Maybe they didn’t intend to. The aliens were the ones who told them how to create me, what if they put something in the design?” Sandra ran her hands over her face, “I don’t know if I can do this.”

           

            Alex turned her to face him, “I’ll help you, I promise I won’t leave.” That was a promise he intended on keeping. “So why not, for tonight, we just forget about this and we go see a movie?”

 

            Sandra smiled a bit, “We can’t see a movie.”

 

            “Why not, aliens can go to movies and they have to eat too.” Alex went towards the door.

 

            Sandra rolled her eyes and shook her head but followed him anyways.

 

            On their way out, Alex dropped an envelope containing Hayden’s cell phone on the desk with some cash, “Could you mail this for me,” he asked the man at the front desk.

 

            “Absolutely, to what country sir?”

 

            “China.”

 

Chapter 20

 

Red Lake, Ontario, Canada

 

            Hayden walked into the darkened room, he could see a figure sitting in the corner. He respected the man’s insistence of privacy and kept his distance.

 

            “You have information of Sandra Ames?”

 

            He heard a sigh and then in low, cracked voice, “If you are talking about the alien-human hybrid we created then yes.”

 

            Hayden sat in a chair, near the door, where the man could see him clearly but Hayden could not the man. “Go ahead.”

 

            “Twenty years ago, our government was given a ‘design’ and they were told this was essential in preserving some of this world when colonization happens. My colleague and I were hired to ‘build’ this alien-human hybrid that was supposed to be an ambassador for the humans to the aliens. An alien specimen was injected into a women and within only 3-4 months, the baby would be born.”

 

            “Who were the surrogate mothers?”

 

            “We were told they were volunteers, but they were abductees. These women later thought they had been abducted by aliens, but it was really their own government.” His disgust was bluntly clear.

 

            Hayden was familiar with the abductions, he also remembered an FBI agent being one of these specimens.

 

            “We worked on the project for five years, hundreds of women, hundreds of babies. Some were stillborn, some were…strange,” the man swallowed hard. “April 23, 1979 we finally had a success. A healthy, blue eyed, ten fingered, ten toed baby girl. She looked completely human. At first we weren’t even sure that she was an alien-human hybrid. My colleague suggested that we keep her secret until we could prove we were successful.”

 

            Hayden nodded for him to go but the man took awhile to speak again.

 

            “We had heard that alien blood, if exposed to humans, is deadly and that’s why were so surprised when she was cut that her blood was red, not green. This brought up even more doubt in our success. That was when my colleague decided that it would be best to hide her, to put her up for adoption. He was able to do quickly and cleanly, he, himself didn’t even know where the baby was.”

 

            He paused for another long time, “Two days after she was gone, we discovered that we had forgotten something. A chemical that had been left out. This chemical was supposed to “turn on the alien characteristic. So we processed it and that’s when we found out we had created a monster.”

 

            Hayden leaned forward expectantly, he had, had a slight idea of all the other information before but this was different.

 

            “In this chemical…” he could barely choke out the words, “there were trace amounts of the black oil.”

 

            Hayden sat in shock for several seconds, the black oil, an alien virus that was going to given to the earth as a part of colonization. This was to turn humans into alien slaves, several people had been infected with it as a test including…Alex Krycek.

 

            Hayden knew, as a fact, that Alex Krycek had no left arm from the bicep down but at the hotel, it was candidly obvious that his arm had somehow come back. So if Sandra healed him, then why wasn’t he infected?”

 

            “Our government had no idea what the real reason was for this alien-human hybrid. I think the aliens plan to use her as a weapon.”

 

            Hayden shook his head, in anger, “Why didn’t you tell anyone. She could have been killed, she may have already infected someone.”

 

            “There are purely selfish reasons and purely rational reasons: First, my colleague was killed only a week after our horrid discovery. He was murdered by our government, in front of his family. I have a family too, Mr. Hayden and they told me that they would make me watch as they tortured and killed my family.”

 

            “Why your family and not your colleagues?”

 

            “Because he told them information, he told them about the catalyst about how that was the way to bring out the alien characteristics but he was interrupted and he was never able to tell them about the black oil. That’s why we burned all of our notes and destroyed the catalyst. But they must have been able to get some information about this catalyst because, they have it now.”

 

            So that’s why they weren’t successful in creating another human-alien hybrid until just a little while ago.” The man nodded his head.

 

            “My colleague and I planned to leave and hide our families that night but they got to him first. The other reason that I haven’t told anyone, is that I have no proof. I have tried but since we destroyed everything…” He sounded very tired.

 

            Hayden nodded his head, “Thank you for telling me now. Is there any way to counteract this catalyst? Do you remember any of the formula?”

 

             The man simply shook his head, “I thought they might never find her…”

 

Hayden stood up to leave, “Thank you.” He was about to leave when he turned back, “What was your colleagues name?”

 

            “Nicholas Krycek.”