Cypher

by Satina and Shannon

Date First Posted:  4/10/05

Revised Posting:  8/26/07

Rating:  NC-17   *   Pairing:  M/K, K/Skinner, K/other
Archive Permissions:  Freely given, but please use html format to preserve the IM quality.
Disclaimers:  Mulder and Krycek are not my characters.  They belong to Fox and Chris Carter.
Warnings:  References are made to rape.

Summary:  
This takes place following the events of Tunguska.  After Mulder left Krycek at Skinner's, he mysteriously disappeared.  Now he has found a way to contact Mulder and explain.

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CypherInTheCold:
I need your help. I can help you.

Agent4Truth:
What do you need?

CypherInTheCold: All I need is for you to know the truth. Once you know it, I know you'll do right by it.

Agent4Truth: All right. What have you got?

CypherInTheCold: Are you alone? Home or work?

Agent4Truth: Home. Alone. Very secure connection.

CypherInTheCold: I've worked for months to get to talk to you. I'm not supposed to be on here. Risking everything.

Agent4Truth: I understand.

CypherInTheCold: I don't think you do.

CypherInTheCold: You won't understand until you know who you're talking to, Agent Mulder.

Agent4Truth: You're going to tell me?

CypherInTheCold: I have to. That's part of the truth.

Agent4Truth: All right. I'm listening. Who are you?

CypherInTheCold: Alex Krycek

Agent4Truth: Prove it.

CypherInTheCold: I told you there was no truth. I told you they just made it up as they went along.

CypherInTheCold: I told you I loved this country. You told me you couldn't help me. And I told you there was another bomb.

Agent4Truth: All right. Enough.

CypherInTheCold: I know about the charges brought on you that keep you from contacting me. So I'm contacting you. It's a risk for both of us.

Agent4Truth: What do you want from me?

CypherInTheCold: I want to give you the truth so that maybe you'll help get me out of here.

Agent4Truth: I'm listening.

CypherInTheCold: I'm in here all day, Mulder. Did they even let you know that much?

Agent4Truth: In where? All day? What are you talking about?

CypherInTheCold: They gave me life, Mulder. All Day. Life sentence. Did you know that?

Agent4Truth: Yes.

Agent4Truth: You're alive.

CypherInTheCold: Yes. You assumed I wasn't.

Agent4Truth: No, I knew you were.

Agent4Truth: I just didn't expect you to last this long.

CypherInTheCold: I know how to stay alive.

CypherInTheCold: Would you have put me away yourself before this, had you known I wouldn't have died my first night?

Agent4Truth: Why are you asking that?

CypherInTheCold: I want to know where you stand. Even though it really makes no difference. You're my last chance. I have nothing to do here but give you the truth and pray.

Agent4Truth: You pray?

CypherInTheCold: A little something I've acquired along the way.

Agent4Truth: Which God do you pray to?

CypherInTheCold: Whichever one will listen to the likes of me.

Agent4Truth: I think throwing you in prison was extremely short-sighted and I don't know why that choice was made, given the circumstances.

CypherInTheCold: Short-sighted.... No, actually, that choice was made looking far into the future. That choice was made under circumstances you've not been made aware of.

Agent4Truth: So it's all part of the truth they're trying to hide.

CypherInTheCold: Yeah.

Agent4Truth: And what, do you think if you give your truths to me, I can do something about your 'all day' sentence?

CypherInTheCold: I don't know if they'll let you. But I know you'll try, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: You do, huh?

CypherInTheCold: I think so.

Agent4Truth: Even after what happened?

CypherInTheCold: It's up to you. Once you know all of it, if you decide I should be in here, I'll respect that. I trust you to do the right thing. Whatever that is.

Agent4Truth: If I think you should do life in prison, you'll respect that?

CypherInTheCold: Yes.

Agent4Truth: I don't understand.

CypherInTheCold: The authorities that put me here were corrupt. Their motivations were selfish, not based on the truth or what's right.

CypherInTheCold: You base everything on the truth. If, knowing everything about this that you now don't, you think they did the right thing in putting me away, I'll take that as the final word on it.

Agent4Truth: You'll take *my* word as the final word on your life?

CypherInTheCold: You may not want that responsibility, but it's yours. Simply because you're the only one who deserves it. Yes. I'll accept your word as the final one on my life, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: Why do I deserve it?

CypherInTheCold: Because, for the most part, you subject me only to the truth as you know it. The one time you haven't, when you've answered to revenge instead, you were on hallucinogenic drugs *I* gave you.

CypherInTheCold: All you want is the truth to come out. That's more important to you than revenge. More important that anything.

Agent4Truth: It's not that I don't think you should pay for your crimes. It's that their crimes are worse, and your incarceration keeps them safe from exposure.

CypherInTheCold: I'm willing to pay you directly for my crimes, if that's what you want. You stand in the truth while they stand in shadows and lies. I'd rather be judged by truth than incarcerated to cover up that truth.

Agent4Truth: Pay me directly? How's that work, Krycek?

CypherInTheCold: That's putting the cart just a little before the horse I think, Mulder. It's a pipe dream. For both of us.

CypherInTheCold: But if it gives you some motivation...

Agent4Truth: It might.

CypherInTheCold: All right.

CypherInTheCold: If you get me out of here...if you decide to and are, in fact, able...

CypherInTheCold: You become my arresting officer, my court, jury, judge, and executioner. All of it.

CypherInTheCold: Whatever you deem fit punishment, due time...whatever answer gives you the fullest realization of justice. I'll submit to it.

Agent4Truth: And I'm just supposed to believe that?

CypherInTheCold: No. Right now, I just want to be heard. I think after you hear...you'll be able to discern for yourself what you can and can't believe.

Agent4Truth: Fair enough.

CypherInTheCold: Can you be here tomorrow at 3PM?

Agent4Truth: Your time zone or mine?

CypherInTheCold: Mine. I get Internet from 3 to 4 Tuesday - Saturday. So 6 your time.

Agent4Truth: I'll be here.

CypherInTheCold: I have to go. Time's up. Took almost full hour to get instant message service.

CypherInTheCold: Mulder...

Agent4Truth: Yeah?

CypherInTheCold: Thank you.

CypherInTheCold: ***This user is no longer online.***



CypherInTheCold: yt?

Agent4Truth: Yeah, I'm here.

CypherInTheCold: I think I should start with how I got in here...what went down.

Agent4Truth: All right.

CypherInTheCold: I don't know if you're ready to hear what I have to say...to believe it.

Agent4Truth: Try me.

CypherInTheCold: How has Skinner been acting lately toward you?

Agent4Truth: That's a question, not information.

CypherInTheCold: It may help you corroborate the information, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: Well, why don't you let me worry about that?

Agent4Truth: You're trying to convince me to believe you before you've even told me anything.

Agent4Truth: Just start talking. If I think you're full of shit, don't you worry, you'll be the first to know.

CypherInTheCold: Okay.

CypherInTheCold: In Flushing. When you questioned me.

CypherInTheCold: I offered you the Syndicate for your protection.

Agent4Truth: Yes.

CypherInTheCold: You told me you couldn't help me, but I knew you would do everything you could to protect me, if only through the case.

Agent4Truth: And you manipulated me into changing my mind.

CypherInTheCold: Yes.

CypherInTheCold: You offered me safety for the information I had.

Agent4Truth: Yes.

CypherInTheCold: You took me to Skinner's apartment and you called it a safe house. That's what you asked for from him.

Agent4Truth: Yes.

CypherInTheCold: You trusted him to provide what you'd promised me.

Agent4Truth: Yes.

CypherInTheCold: And that was the last you saw or heard from me until now.

Agent4Truth: Yes. I heard 'of' you but not 'from' you.

CypherInTheCold: I know. I can only guess at what kind of bullshit you've been told.

Agent4Truth: That you made an attempt on Skinner's life.

CypherInTheCold: Well, that does make sense.

Agent4Truth: And I was brought up on charges for not securing authorization for providing a safe house. For obstruction of justice. I had filed no paperwork, so Skinner claimed that you got out of my custody and came looking for him.

CypherInTheCold: But you know that's a lie!

Agent4Truth: Of course.

Agent4Truth: I was stunned when I was called in for OPR review the next day and given a month's suspension without pay for acting out of the scope of my authority. I filed a complaint against Skinner but no one will listen to me.

CypherInTheCold: Maybe they will after this.

Agent4Truth: What happened that night?

CypherInTheCold: He beat me.

CypherInTheCold: And he raped me.

CypherInTheCold: And when I told him I would tell you what he did, he threatened to kill me.

CypherInTheCold: I told him he would have to to keep me from talking to you.

CypherInTheCold: He drew his gun. He cocked it. But he couldn't do it.

CypherInTheCold: So instead, he had me arrested and you brought up on charges you had no hope to fight, just to keep you away from me and the truth of what he did.

Agent4Truth: And I'll bet he had more support for your 'silencing' than he'd even expected. From those within the Bureau who know what you know.

Agent4Truth: Damn.  

Agent4Truth:  Krycek, I had no idea.

Agent4Truth: Actually, I can't honestly say that.  I saw the way he looked at you. When he hit you, it shocked me, and I heard what he said to you. "We're not even yet, boy. But that's a start." My gut was telling me to take you out of there but I had no authority to do so at that point. I'd already surrendered you to him. 

Agent4Truth:  I'm sorry.

CypherInTheCold: I know you didn't know.

CypherInTheCold: I know what your intentions were, Mulder.

CypherInTheCold: He was still doing it...when I told him I would tell you. And right then, I didn't know that he wouldn't just laugh at that.

CypherInTheCold: But it terrified him. That I would trust you. And his fear around it confirmed what I knew in my gut...

CypherInTheCold: You would never have left me there if you'd known.

Agent4Truth: No, of course not.

Agent4Truth: I'm still working under him. He's got me on shit assignments like the ones I was doing when you were assigned to me. But I've got friends watching him. Investigating him. I'm trying to work this from the inside, and because he thinks he's got me cowed and you *gone*, he's got a false sense of security.

Agent4Truth: He likes still having me on his leash. And I only rattle it just enough not to make him suspicious. I don't have anything on him yet though. Is he in this high up? Or is he just a power-drunk coward?

CypherInTheCold: Just a coward now reaping the spoils of having, inadvertently, done what They wanted.

CypherInTheCold: He may think he slipped the leash just by besting the smoker the once...by putting up a No Smoking sign. But he's a pawn. He takes the smoker's orders as they come through Blevins and never questions a thing.

Agent4Truth: So Blevins is dirty.

CypherInTheCold: Yes.

CypherInTheCold: He takes orders from the Group.

Agent4Truth: What is the Group?

CypherInTheCold: A syndicate of men that started in the 40s. Men from the CIA, FBI, NSA, and the State Department. And other affiliates around the world like the KGB. Groups thought to be in opposition that have actually been working together on what they call The Project.

Agent4Truth: The Project?

CypherInTheCold: There are different off-shoots...areas of research and testing... But at its core, The Project is about collaborating with ETs that wish to colonize the planet.

CypherInTheCold: You know things...Operation Paper Clip for instance. And you've seen things like clones of your own sister at work with bees... It's all part of the bigger picture. The Truth they make up as they go along.

Agent4Truth: Do you have some ideas about how to expose them?

CypherInTheCold: I think I can help you to do so, yes.

CypherInTheCold: I have ten minutes, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: Oh. Okay.

Agent4Truth: Do you need anything? 

Agent4Truth: I mean, anything I could send you? To help with your situation or something?

CypherInTheCold: I'm pretty much...taken care of. Thanks.

Agent4Truth: Taken care of? By whom? 

CypherInTheCold: I have to go, Mulder. Tomorrow?

Agent4Truth: I'll be here.

CypherInTheCold: ***This user is no longer online.***



CypherInTheCold: Identify yourself.

Agent4Truth: I'm sorry I'm late. I got stuck behind an accident on the freeway.

Agent4Truth: Krycek, it's me, Mulder.

CypherInTheCold: Prove it.

Agent4Truth: Why didn't you just throw me out into the hall with Kallenchuk in Hong Kong?

CypherInTheCold: Because I didn't want you dead. I'm glad you're okay, Mulder. I was worried. For both of us.

Agent4Truth: Goddamned traffic.

CypherInTheCold: Don't have any of that around here.

CypherInTheCold: It's okay. We still have 35 minutes left.

Agent4Truth: You said yesterday you're being taken care of.

CypherInTheCold: Yeah.

Agent4Truth: I assume that's why and how you're still alive.

CypherInTheCold: Yes.

Agent4Truth: Are you playing both sides, Krycek? Being protected by Them in exchange for selling me out? Again?

CypherInTheCold: No, Mulder. God no.

CypherInTheCold: I guess I need to tell you the specifics. Of why and how I'm being protected.

Agent4Truth: Go ahead.

CypherInTheCold: You get a choice. When you're first incarcerated.

CypherInTheCold: You can either beat the shit out of somebody, maybe even kill someone, then get thrown in the hole for somewhere between a week and a month...

CypherInTheCold: After which time, you've earned the right to not take any shit from anybody else. And by the same token, you are your own protection.

CypherInTheCold: That only lasts for a little while, too. Before you're challenged again and you have to fight (and maybe kill) and get the hole again... Until maybe...maybe...someday, everybody knows that's it.

CypherInTheCold: And especially here in Pelican Bay...there are no guarantees.

CypherInTheCold: I have my reasons for taking a different way, Mulder.

CypherInTheCold: Not the least of which is the hole itself.

CypherInTheCold: But I'm also trying very hard, Mulder, to be a good boy here.

CypherInTheCold: I had to earn this Internet hour, you know.

CypherInTheCold: I'm trying to be a convict. Not an inmate. Do you know the difference?

Agent4Truth: No.

CypherInTheCold: A convict follows the rules, respects the rules, the hieracrchy, the system. He plays nice and gets rewards. An inmate...doesn't.

CypherInTheCold: I have a lot of reasons for wanting to seem like a good boy, Mulder.

CypherInTheCold: If I'm a good boy, the guards give me Net time. I've been a model prisoner. No fights. No snitching. I'm a fucking angel.

CypherInTheCold: And so I get to talk to you now. Even though IMing is pretty much a hole-worthy sin.

CypherInTheCold: It's a chance I have to take.

CypherInTheCold: And then there's the matter of the Group.

CypherInTheCold: If I'm so busy fighting off other prisoners that I can't see straight, I'm never going to be able to fend off an operative.

CypherInTheCold: So I'm in the system. I've been good. Real good. And I've got myself the best protection Pel Bay has to offer.

CypherInTheCold: It wasn't instant. I had to work my way here. I've bitched it out to plenty of bones.

Agent4Truth: Bones?

CypherInTheCold: Daddies, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: Oh.

CypherInTheCold: And now I have the best there is. I have Diggs. Or rather, he has me. And now nobody can even get near me. They don't even look at me anymore.

CypherInTheCold: *That's* who I have taking care of me.

CypherInTheCold: So no. The Group still very much would like me dead. But they'd have to go through Diggs. And nobody goes through Diggs.

Agent4Truth: I see.

CypherInTheCold: So I guess if you'd *had* any respect for me at all, it'd be gone now, huh.

Agent4Truth: Krycek, my fear was that you were selling me out in exchange for protection. Do you honestly think I respect you less because you're letting some guy have sex with you in exchange for keeping you alive?

CypherInTheCold: No, you have far more sinister expectations for me, I know.

CypherInTheCold: I guess, I wondered. If it was no less than you expected from me.

CypherInTheCold: I'm doing it to stay alive, to talk to you, to give you to the truth, and then to get out.

Agent4Truth: Are you trying to tell me you're not gay or something?

CypherInTheCold: That's not what I'm trying to tell you, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: Then what?

CypherInTheCold: That I haven't just been a whore so long that I've come to like it! Or to define myself that way. I'm not a whore, Mulder. I'm a survivor.

Agent4Truth: What do I care?

CypherInTheCold: You can think whatever you want, I guess. Doesn't ultimately matter, does it. It's just words.

CypherInTheCold: I guess you see worse things when you look into my eyes...worse than me with my knees up to my shoulders, taking it 'family style' from a big, black man with zero body fat and a fierce obsession with his pet bitch.

Agent4Truth: I see the man who killed my father. Who pretended to be my partner and friend and then helped sabotage my work and get my partner tortured.

CypherInTheCold: I know. I'm not here to cover up what I've done to you. But maybe by the end, you'll also see someone who finally gave you the truth. Even if revealing that truth only serves to reveal my own lies that have hurt you.

Agent4Truth: I'm glad you're alive.  Is that what you want to hear?

Agent4Truth: And that you're not fucking me over to stay that way.

Agent4Truth: Are we clear?

CypherInTheCold: Yes.

CypherInTheCold: Thank you.

Agent4Truth: You're welcome.

CypherInTheCold: Time's up, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: I know.

Agent4Truth: I ordered a pocket AIM thing so that this doesn't happen again.

Agent4Truth: I can take it with me wherever I go.

CypherInTheCold: Appreciate that. A lot.

Agent4Truth: Seemed like a good idea.

CypherInTheCold: Tomorrow.

Agent4Truth: I'll be here.

CypherInTheCold: ***This user is no longer online.***



CypherInTheCold: Mulder.

Agent4Truth: hey krycek

CypherInTheCold: Are you okay?

Agent4Truth: just using the new toy.  wanted to try it out.

Agent4Truth: typing slower gonna switch to puter now

CypherInTheCold: Okay.

Agent4Truth: Okay, I'm here.

CypherInTheCold: It's good to know your toy works.

Agent4Truth: Yeah. Although I don't get assigned cases anymore, so I don't do much travelling. Except on my own side projects. And to the deli and back.

CypherInTheCold: No cases at all?

Agent4Truth: No.

Agent4Truth: Wiretap transcription, plus I've been lent out to VC a few times, but that's it.

Agent4Truth: Oh and background checks for new employees. That's a fun one.

CypherInTheCold: Just like the bad ol' days, huh?

Agent4Truth: Next thing I know I'm gonna be investigating video piracy with 13-yr-olds who are dubbing each other copies of their dad's porn tapes.

CypherInTheCold: Why *haven't* you quit, Mulder?

Agent4Truth: Because then I'd have to watch from the outside.

CypherInTheCold: Or work from the outside. Like me.

Agent4Truth: I suppose.

Agent4Truth: I have to cross some lines, doing it the way I am, but not the ones that really matter to me.

CypherInTheCold: Yeah. I understand.

CypherInTheCold: Are you ready to get down to business with this, Mulder?

Agent4Truth: Yes.

Agent4Truth: Wait.

Agent4Truth: I want you to know something.

Agent4Truth: I've dropped every charge or allegation I ever had against you. 

Agent4Truth: And ever since you were arrested, I've worked on finding some way to get your sentence reduced.

CypherInTheCold: You dropped the charges?

Agent4Truth: Yes.

Agent4Truth:  Krycek, you there?

CypherInTheCold: Your father.

Agent4Truth: You were never charged, but I dropped all allegations and retracted my statement of accusation and all corroborating evidence presentation.

CypherInTheCold: why

Agent4Truth: It's not fair, what they've done to you. I knew that, even before I knew the whole story. And I will NOT be used as ammunition to do more.

Agent4Truth: What you did is no longer a matter of legality, it's between you and me. To put it bluntly, they lost the right for ANY of it to be any of their business.

CypherInTheCold: It is. Between you and me.

CypherInTheCold: I don't have any illusions that it's not there just because the charges are dropped.

CypherInTheCold: But...thank you.

Agent4Truth: Sure.

CypherInTheCold: Okay.

CypherInTheCold: To take down The Project, you need that DAT tape. The smoker still has it. So to get it, you need him.

CypherInTheCold: I'll give you all the information on him I've ever had. I can email it to you. All of it. Name, last known address, previous addresses, private cell phone, familial connections, friends, informants, accounts, everything.

Agent4Truth: I have a secure email address through some friends. martyXXX@joyboxxx.com. Yeah, they have a rather twisted sense of humor, plus, anyone who did happen to find it for some reason might just pass it over as a cybering address.

Agent4Truth: Send it there. It'll be safe.

CypherInTheCold: Done. Do you have it?

Agent4Truth: Hang on. Takes a few minutes to get through the security to even check it.

CypherInTheCold: Good.

Agent4Truth: Yeah, it's there. 

Agent4Truth: Wow. That's...comprehensive.

CypherInTheCold: It's my cyber-trustfund.

Agent4Truth: Yeah. Well, say one of your prayers that I can help you cash it in.

CypherInTheCold: Are you...leaving now to get a start on finding him?

Agent4Truth: I think I can wait another twenty-five minutes, unless you want me to go now.

CypherInTheCold: I don't want you doing anything unprepared.

Agent4Truth: What does that have to do with it?

CypherInTheCold: You just got this intel, Mulder. I'm asking you to sit with it and make some kind of plan. Don't just run over to the smoker's house with your gun out, all right?

Agent4Truth: If you don't trust me with this, why give it to me?

CypherInTheCold: I do trust you.  But I know you, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: You know me?  What the hell is that supposed to mean?

CypherInTheCold: Sometimes you're more passion than purpose. It gets you into trouble.

Agent4Truth: Oh, and I suppose your way got you everything you ever wanted, huh?

CypherInTheCold: No. You're right.  I'm sorry.  Just be careful with this, Mulder.  It's everything.

Agent4Truth: I'm aware of that, Krycek.

Agent4Truth: I'll have my friends check out all the information you gave me. See if there is any evidence that he's vouchsafed that tape in any of the strongholds you gave me. See if there's any evidence that he's secured anything lately, then work on breaking through the security on whatever that stronghold is.

Agent4Truth: Do I get a gold star now?

CypherInTheCold: Sounds good.

Agent4Truth: I don't go off half-cocked. I follow my gut. And sometimes that means you don't stop and think too much. Surely you can understand that.

CypherInTheCold: Yeah, all right, I can. Why are you so fucking cranky about it?

Agent4Truth: I don't appreciate the insinuation that I won't treat whatever you give me with the greatest of care. That you don't trust me to use it the best way possible. 

Agent4Truth: Or maybe their 'training' worked, and you have the same opinion of my work that 'they' do.

CypherInTheCold: No, I don't.

CypherInTheCold: I trust you with my life, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: Then quit telling me not to stick my fork in the fucking toaster.

CypherInTheCold: All right.

CypherInTheCold: I'm sorry.

CypherInTheCold: It's not easy being in here, you know. I can't do anything. If you do decide to risk your life on this, there's absolutely nothing I can do.

Agent4Truth: I know. I get it. I'll be careful. For both of us.

CypherInTheCold: Why? You still get your truth if you're careful for yourself but don't give a shit about me.

Agent4Truth: I'll make a little special effort to stay alive, Krycek, because I know I'm your only chance.

CypherInTheCold: That doesn't answer my question, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: What they did to you is unfair.

CypherInTheCold: What I did to you was unfair. But I appreciate you seeing that if they have their justice with me, you don't get yours.

Agent4Truth: This is not about that.

Agent4Truth: I'd work to get you out even if I knew you were going to disappear the next day.

CypherInTheCold: Why are you so goddamned good, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: Lay off, Krycek.  This is about justice. And what is going on here is NOT just. And I will NOT tolerate it if I have any power to change it.

Agent4Truth: And I do, so I am.

CypherInTheCold: I don't know why you're such a good man. I don't pretend to know. But I knew without a doubt that you would help me if it was the right thing to do.

Agent4Truth: I'm just making a deal to forgive smaller crimes in exchange for the chance to prosecute bigger ones. It just makes sense, Krycek.

CypherInTheCold: Humans don't ever make sense, Mulder. By all accounts, you should weight my personal crimes against you as the very worst of all.

Agent4Truth: Not by all accounts, Krycek. Maybe by yours.

CypherInTheCold: Maybe by mine, yeah.

CypherInTheCold: 5 minutes.

Agent4Truth: Okay.  Like I said before, let me know if there's anything I can send you.

CypherInTheCold: I appreciate that.  But Diggs'd probably beat me so bad I'd be in the infirmary for two weeks if I got anything from another man.

Agent4Truth:  Oh. I didn't think about that.

CypherInTheCold: I don't even have one friend in here, Mulder. He wouldn't stand for it. And not that I'd want any. It works out pretty well. If I'm good, he's good to me. And aside from this IM, I have no reason to do anything he'd consider offensive.

Agent4Truth: Well, stay safe.

Agent4Truth: And let me know if anything changes and I can do something for you.

CypherInTheCold: Thanks, Mulder.

CypherInTheCold: shit times up

CypherInTheCold: ***This user is no longer online.***



CypherInTheCold: Hey. Sorry we got cut off yesterday.

Agent4Truth: No problem. I understand.

Agent4Truth: I have my friends working on the information. They're like kids on Christmas morning.

CypherInTheCold: Great. Please let me know when they have anything definitive. If you wouldn't mind.

Agent4Truth: Of course.

Agent4Truth: Skinner has me pimped out to VC again.

CypherInTheCold: Have you seen him? Since we've started talking?

Agent4Truth: Yeah, he called me to his office to give me the assignment.

Agent4Truth: I looked him straight in the eye for about thirty seconds before I took the file from his hand. He dropped his gaze to the file and I took it out of his hands, trying to look defeated.

CypherInTheCold: You're not going to tell him you know, are you?

Agent4Truth: Of course not.

Agent4Truth: I'm going to be the little whipped dog he thinks I am.

CypherInTheCold: Good. Getting Spender and the Project is more important than getting Skinner on rape charges.

CypherInTheCold: Not that you'd want to even do that.

Agent4Truth: Not that I'd have a chance. No, once it all comes down, I have other plans for him.

CypherInTheCold: What are you talking about?

Agent4Truth: Don't worry about it.

Agent4Truth: Don't you trust me?

CypherInTheCold: Yes.

CypherInTheCold: I guess I trust you with my own life more readily than I trust you with yours, though.

Agent4Truth: Interesting.

Agent4Truth: I'll be fine.

Agent4Truth: How are you?

CypherInTheCold: I'm fine. Like I said, since I've been with Diggs, nobody bothers me at all.

Agent4Truth: What do you do in there?

CypherInTheCold: Well, Diggs doesn't let me do much. He gets me books from the library. We eat together and he decides what and how much.

CypherInTheCold: He gets me a copy of the New York Times everyday because he knows I like the crossword. I never get the sports page or the stocks. They're his. Not that I want those, but...

CypherInTheCold: He lets me teach an English as a Second Language class to the 12 Russian-speaking convicts. (They have an ESL program here and thought I'd be ideal. But even the guards asked Diggs' permission.)

Agent4Truth: Do you enjoy that?

CypherInTheCold: The class?

Agent4Truth: Yes.

CypherInTheCold: I guess it's all right.

Agent4Truth: What do you like about it?

CypherInTheCold: Well, I guess I really like teaching them how to cuss in English. They get a lot from the other convicts anyway, but I'm making them really creative.

Agent4Truth: LOL! I see.

CypherInTheCold: And they like learning to read English from Harold Robbins' novels.

Agent4Truth: Well, I'm glad to hear you're introducing them to the classics.

CypherInTheCold: They like it.

Agent4Truth: I'm glad you're able to do that.

CypherInTheCold: Why?

Agent4Truth: Because it sounds like it makes others happy and gives you both something to pass the time and a way to be productive.

CypherInTheCold: You really don't think less of me because of...Diggs?

Agent4Truth: No. 

Agent4Truth:  I'm glad you have him.

Agent4Truth: Do you like your students? Since you're not allowed to have friends...

CypherInTheCold: Yeah, Diggs doesn't see them as friends at all. They're mostly bitches themselves...quiet because they don't have a command of the language and can't properly defend themselves. Disempowered.

CypherInTheCold: So he sees them as safe.

CypherInTheCold: I like them all right, I guess...

Agent4Truth: Good.

CypherInTheCold: They respect me both because I'm fluent in English and Russian and because, as Digg's pet I hold a certain...standing.

CypherInTheCold: I kind of hate hearing myself talk about life here like it's so...real. Like I've bought in.

Agent4Truth: Okay. What do you want to talk about?

CypherInTheCold: I don't know. Maybe I *need* to buy in. Because if I don't, I'll forget and snap somebody's neck out of sheer frustration.

CypherInTheCold: My life on the outside was...well, worse in a lot of ways. I had freedom, but look what I did with it. Maybe I want to talk about this because, since I don't have my freedom, I'm not free to fuck things up.

Agent4Truth:  That's an interesting way of looking at it.

CypherInTheCold:  I don't know, Mulder. I don't know what to talk about.

Agent4Truth: Well...you could ask about *me*, Krycek.  You're not really good at this whole give-and-take-thing, are you?

CypherInTheCold: No.

Agent4Truth: It works like this:  You give me something, then I give you something. You tell me something, then I tell you something. Give and take. Equal exchange. You should try it sometime.

CypherInTheCold: Mulder, why are you still IMing with me? You've got your friends working on Spender. There's nothing more I can give you right now.

Agent4Truth: Don't you want to talk to me?

CypherInTheCold: yes

CypherInTheCold: Are you doing this out of pity? Or some kind of charity?

Agent4Truth: I guess, truthfully, I hadn't thought about why. 

Agent4Truth:  With all the trouble you went to to set this up, that we might as well use it.

CypherInTheCold: What have you been doing for the last 9 months? Besides work.

Agent4Truth: What do you mean, besides work?

CypherInTheCold: Do you do anything else? I know you like to swim and run...

Agent4Truth: Oh.  Well, I play basketball in the park sometimes. It's too cold for that now so I've picked up a few games at the gym.

Agent4Truth: You know those friends that are helping me? We had a birthday party for one of them last month. We watched all the Alien movies back to back all night long, and we each had to eat one large pizza and drink a six pack of Corona with lime and salt. First one to punk out had to clean up after the others. Including barf, if any.

CypherInTheCold: That's your idea of fun, huh.

Agent4Truth: Killer.

Agent4Truth: Aren't ya gonna ask me who punked?

CypherInTheCold: All right.

Agent4Truth: ...waiting...

CypherInTheCold: Who punked, Mulder?

Agent4Truth: Not me. :-D

CypherInTheCold: LOL!

Agent4Truth: His name's Byers. And yeah, he puked. But he's a very tidy little man so there was no mess.

CypherInTheCold: How was there no mess if he puked??

Agent4Truth: He caught it in his pizza box.

CypherInTheCold: That's really horrible.

Agent4Truth: Good times.

Agent4Truth: So...do you like pizza, Krycek?

CypherInTheCold: Yeah. I do. Diggs has enough pull to get one from time to time.

Agent4Truth: Cool. What do you like on it?

CypherInTheCold: 10 minutes.

CypherInTheCold: Really anything. But I guess my favorite is pepperoni, mushrooms, and onions.

CypherInTheCold: Diggs is a vegetarian. But he'll usually get half veggie and half what I want.

Agent4Truth: That's good.

CypherInTheCold: But there's nothing like Gonzo's and they don't have those here.

Agent4Truth: Oh man, yeah, Gonzo's is the best.

CypherInTheCold: You order from them??

Agent4Truth: Of course! I'm no pizza-nerd.

CypherInTheCold: Do you ever get...what do they call it? The Landslide?

Agent4Truth: HELL yeah.

CypherInTheCold: That one's my favorite.

CypherInTheCold: Okay, now I'm starving.

Agent4Truth: Me too. What time do you eat?

CypherInTheCold: 6 on the dot.

CypherInTheCold: And it won't be pizza.

CypherInTheCold: And I don't think I want to do what would be necessary to get Diggs to order one tonight.

Agent4Truth: I'm having Chef Boyardee.

CypherInTheCold: I guess that...makes me feel better.

CypherInTheCold: It's spaghetti night here, so at least we're both having Italian, huh? Sort of.

Agent4Truth: Heh, yeah, sort of.

Agent4Truth: So.  You don't...like it at all?

Agent4Truth: You don't have to answer, if that's too personal.

CypherInTheCold: I'm afraid you'll think less of me either way.

Agent4Truth: I guess I was hoping it at least wasn't reprehensible.

CypherInTheCold: You were?

Agent4Truth: Yes.

CypherInTheCold: Well...it's not.

CypherInTheCold: He's good to me. He doesn't hurt me.

CypherInTheCold: And he's not bad looking. I could have done a lot worse.

CypherInTheCold: But...

Agent4Truth: Yeah, I get it.

CypherInTheCold: Those times when I'd rather be gargling glass than putting out for Diggs...I have...ways. Of making it work all right. I guess.

Agent4Truth: Gargling glass? I'm sorry. I really am.

CypherInTheCold: He's really not bad.

CypherInTheCold: He's a...kind partner.

CypherInTheCold: But when I know it's not my choice...when there's just no way I can convince myself otherwise...it's hard to feel anything but sick. That's not all the time, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: I'm glad.

Agent4Truth: So. I have to ask. With things you've said. Are you gay?

CypherInTheCold: times up Mulder sorry

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CypherInTheCold: No amount of fantasy would make sex with Diggs all right if I weren't gay, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: A human being can learn to tolerate a lot of things they don't actually like.

CypherInTheCold: Guess so.

Agent4Truth: And though you don't prefer to have sex against your will, if you were gay, you would at least prefer to have sex with men.

CypherInTheCold: I do.  

CypherInTheCold:  Prefer sex with men, I mean.

Agent4Truth: I guess that's a good thing, in this situation.

CypherInTheCold: It helps, yeah.

CypherInTheCold: Hi, Mulder. By the way.

Agent4Truth: Hi, Krycek. ;-)

CypherInTheCold: Why are you winking at me.

Agent4Truth: Oh. Well, I guess it was...cute. The way you felt the need to disclose something that personal to me, then remembered to be...sociable.

CypherInTheCold: Oh. Yeah. I guess I wanted you to know the time really was up last time. I wasn't trying to hide anything from you.

Agent4Truth: I knew that. I wasn't gonna let you off the hook anyway, you know. I guess that wink is my way of telling you I'm half-grinning. Smirking, I guess you might say. There's no emoticon for that.

CypherInTheCold: Oh. Okay. You're actually smirking? Or you were?

Agent4Truth: Yes. Now it's more of a grin.

CypherInTheCold: Really?

Agent4Truth: LOL! Yes, Krycek!

CypherInTheCold: Are you really laughing now, too?

Agent4Truth: Yes.  :-)

CypherInTheCold: I guess...I didn't see how you'd... Ever do that around me again.

Agent4Truth: Oh. Yeah. Well, to be honest, I think it's because I feel safe with you now.

CypherInTheCold: Behind bars? And yet you're still wanting to change that?

Agent4Truth: Yes.

Agent4Truth: It's more important that true justice be served than that I feel safe around you.

CypherInTheCold: So you'll no longer feel safe. Once I'm free. If you can get me released.

Agent4Truth: Well...I don't know. If you were here with me now? I'd wonder if I could really trust you, I guess.

Agent4Truth: Right now, I'm all you have. I know that. So I feel pretty damned safe with you. Later on...I don't really think about that. Because the most important thing is that They don't win.

Agent4Truth: That you don't take the fall for THEIR crimes against humanity.

CypherInTheCold: Thank you. Maybe in the future, I'll have somehow proved myself worthy of your trust. Or at least prove that I'm not going to run from your punishment.

CypherInTheCold: So I take it that it doesn't really bother you that I'm gay.

Agent4Truth: Bother me?

CypherInTheCold: Yeah.

Agent4Truth: Because you used to get naked with me in the Hoover locker room back in the day, you mean?

Agent4Truth: Why should I care if you're looking at my ass? I'm more concerned about you selling me out to the old men. Look all ya want.

CypherInTheCold: You noticed me looking?

Agent4Truth: No.

CypherInTheCold: Oh.

Agent4Truth: ;-)

Agent4Truth: But I had my suspicions about you being...well, at least willing...and maybe even a little...interested. In Hong Kong. Against the phones.

Agent4Truth: I mean, a guy doesn't usually spread his legs wider, throw his arms out to the sides, then try to wrap his thigh around another guy when he's being throttled.

CypherInTheCold: No I guess not.

CypherInTheCold: And even *that* didn't bother you?? Your worst enemy practically getting off on you throttling him?

Agent4Truth: LOL...no.

CypherInTheCold: Why are you laughing.

Agent4Truth: You're funny.

CypherInTheCold: I'm funny now or I'm funny getting off with you sticking a gun in my gut and backing me against some phones?

Agent4Truth: Both, actually.

Agent4Truth: I find it...well...endearing.

CypherInTheCold: You do.

Agent4Truth: I guess. In a way.

CypherInTheCold: Is that why you smiled a little when I offered to get the Group for you?

Agent4Truth: Yeah, I guess.

Agent4Truth: And because you were being *so* obvious I just had to smile.

CypherInTheCold: I see.

Agent4Truth: I don't think Scully caught on. She never said anything about it, anyway. She probably didn't even see it. Not her world.

CypherInTheCold: But it's yours??

Agent4Truth: Enough to recognize it when I see it, yeah.

Agent4Truth: I figured you were just teasing me, though.

CypherInTheCold: Teasing you?

Agent4Truth: Making me think I was gonna get something you had no real intention of delivering.

Agent4Truth: And I'm referring to both your stated offer *and* the implied one.

CypherInTheCold: You caught the implied one, then.

Agent4Truth: Yes. I thought that's what we were talking about, Krycek.

CypherInTheCold: Are you bi, Mulder?

Agent4Truth: Why? Because I recognize an offer of sex from another man when I see it?

CypherInTheCold: Because you consider it teasing for me to offer but not necessarily follow through. Most straight guys would consider that a huge relief.

CypherInTheCold: I didn't offer, or imply, because I thought you'd be into men, or into me in the least. I guess I was hoping you might be one of those straight guys who, just this once, might not care whose mouth it was as long as it was wet and you could close your eyes.

Agent4Truth: You've worked a few of those, then.

CypherInTheCold: I'd be lying if I said I hadn't.

Agent4Truth: I guess you could say that I have less of a problem with the idea of having sex with another man than most straight men.

Agent4Truth: I've never actually done it, though.

CypherInTheCold: Would you have?

Agent4Truth: What do you mean?

CypherInTheCold: I guess it's a stupid question; you didn't. So of course you wouldn't have. If you would have, you would have. Sorry.

Agent4Truth: You mean, ever?

CypherInTheCold: Nevermind. I shouldn't have asked.

Agent4Truth: Why not?

CypherInTheCold: Because. I've somehow managed to be both selfish and masochistic. It's the past. There's no use asking what if.

Agent4Truth: Selfish and masochistic?

CypherInTheCold: It doesn't really serve you in any way to tell me if you would ever have considered sleeping with me.

Agent4Truth: Hm. Does it serve you?

CypherInTheCold: Maybe it serves the masochist.

Agent4Truth: I see.

CypherInTheCold: Mulder...

CypherInTheCold: I know you probably think you're dealing with someone who only offered because it's what I do: like you said, that I've worked a few straight guys before...

CypherInTheCold: That you were one in a line of conquests or marks and so what's the harm in asking if you would have let me suck you off. The worst it could be is just an 'Aw shucks, that's really too bad.'

CypherInTheCold: The truth is...you're what I think of when I need something to get me through the night.

CypherInTheCold: Are you still there?

Agent4Truth: Yes.

Agent4Truth: So...you're saying it was me.  That you were turned on by me, specifically, not just...I dunno...homoerotic activity up against phones or something?

CypherInTheCold: I don't usually get off on phones, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: Then what is that grime that I always have to wipe off before I use 'em then?

Agent4Truth: That's a joke, Krycek.

Agent4Truth: I'm referring to the fact that it's not your semen. Because you don't get off on phones.

Agent4Truth: So.  Anyway.  Okay.  

Agent4Truth: I'm here.  Just thinking...

Agent4Truth: Okay, well. I guess I just figured you liked it rough. That that kind of contact got you excited. And that yeah, you were at least bisexual...

CypherInTheCold: I don't get hard when anybody else roughs me up.

Agent4Truth: Oh.

CypherInTheCold: Ten minutes.

CypherInTheCold: I can't get online for the next two days, Mulder.  I only have priveleges Tuesday through Saturday.

Agent4Truth: Oh. Okay.

Agent4Truth: I guess if I'm honest, I don't get off on all the perps I rough up, either. Now that I think about it, that would be really disturbing.

Agent4Truth: So...to answer your question...

Agent4Truth: Well, look at that. Time's up. Have a good Sunday and Monday, Krycek. See you Tuesday.

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CypherInTheCold: Hi.

Agent4Truth: Hi.

CypherInTheCold: Any news from your friends yet?

Agent4Truth: They're working on the decryption of a database they've found. They think might have something on it having to do with the MJ files.

CypherInTheCold: Are they being careful about it? So they're not detected and traced?

Agent4Truth: These guys are the illustration under the entry for 'paranoid' in the dictionary.

CypherInTheCold: Good. They need to be for this. You know it's what got Suna killed.

Agent4Truth: Suna was their friend.

Agent4Truth: They know. Better than anyone.

CypherInTheCold: All right.

CypherInTheCold: How was your weekend.

Agent4Truth: It was all right. Watched some old Twilight Zone repeats. They had a marathon all day Sunday. You?

CypherInTheCold: It was fine.

Agent4Truth: Do anything interesting?

CypherInTheCold: No.

Agent4Truth: Okay. So. What book are you reading these days?

CypherInTheCold: Diggs got me my favorite. 'The Andromeda Strain.'

Agent4Truth: I love that book!

Agent4Truth: I have the movie, too.

CypherInTheCold: Yeah, I like the movie, too. :-)

Agent4Truth: Do you get to see movies in there?

CypherInTheCold: They always show stuff like 'To Kill a Mockingbird' or 'The Grapes of Wrath'... Nothing I have an interest in seeing.

Agent4Truth: Those are both excellent movies, if a bit intense. What movies would you rather see?

CypherInTheCold: Right now I could really go with some 'Rambo.'

Agent4Truth: Bloody violence. Revenge. I guess I can see that.

CypherInTheCold: Or 'Steel Magnolias.'

Agent4Truth: Um...okay...

CypherInTheCold: Well, I don't want you to think I'm just all about the blood and violence.

Agent4Truth: Don't lie to me, Krycek. Please?

CypherInTheCold: Mulder, I'm not. 

Agent4Truth: Oh. Okay. I've seen it, too, you know. It's not a bad movie...

Agent4Truth: I think the first Rambo movie, "First Blood," is incredible. The second one's good, too, but not as good. The others are just filler.

CypherInTheCold: Yeah.

Agent4Truth: So what else do you like?

CypherInTheCold: I like all the old Dracula movies.

Agent4Truth: Really.

CypherInTheCold: Yeah.

Agent4Truth: I have the Bella Lugosi one. And the movie classics one.  And Nosferatu.

CypherInTheCold: Yeah, those. And I like any Robin Cook book they've made into a movie.

CypherInTheCold: Except Outbreak.

Agent4Truth: Yeah, they really dropped the ball on that one.

Agent4Truth: Coma, though, man...that's some creepy shit.

CypherInTheCold: I love that one!

Agent4Truth: The scene where they're wheeling her into 'the' room...and she knows it but she's under the gas and can't tell anyone...Damn.

CypherInTheCold: Yeah, that's horrible.

Agent4Truth: Amazing movie.

CypherInTheCold: ::nods::

Agent4Truth: I like all the old horror movies. There's a hell of a lot more to them than most people think.

Agent4Truth: I mean the classics, like The Invisible Man, Frankenstein, The Mummy, Dracula, The Wolf Man...

CypherInTheCold: You know, my favorite has always been the movie version of Poe's Fall of the House of Usher.

Agent4Truth: I haven't seen that one.

CypherInTheCold: You HAVEN'T?!

Agent4Truth: No, but I love Poe...

CypherInTheCold: Well, it's got Vincent Price and it's one of those where every shadow in the movie is just perfectly placed and every line is creepy, even the non-creepy ones.

Agent4Truth: Cool.

CypherInTheCold: I used to read that particular story over and over.

CypherInTheCold: I don't actually know if I could...handle it anymore.

Agent4Truth: It's about the corruption and decline of a once-powerful blueblood family, right?

CypherInTheCold: Well, kind of. I mean...

CypherInTheCold: The main guy has buried his sister alive in the catacombs.

Agent4Truth: Oh.

CypherInTheCold: She's down there moaning and stuff but you can just barely hear her when it's really quiet.

Agent4Truth: Jesus.

CypherInTheCold: I've heard people say that it's metaphor and that what it's really about is that the girl represents the bad guy's feminine side and he buries her because he doesn't want to be gay.

CypherInTheCold: But I doubt I could keep it together long enough to analyze it. Not now, anyway.

Agent4Truth: The silo?

CypherInTheCold: Yes.

CypherInTheCold: Do you think I'm a coward?

Agent4Truth: For what?

CypherInTheCold: Not being able to watch a stupid movie because of it.

Agent4Truth: Of course not! It's creepy enough without having lived it. God...

Agent4Truth: You know it's weird, me not having read that. I was obsessed with all the old horror classics, especially Poe and Lovecraft...somehow I just never read that one.

CypherInTheCold: It was one of the few I did read of his.

CypherInTheCold: That and the Tell-Tale Heart.

Agent4Truth: That one creeped me out. But not as much as The Cask of Amontillado.

CypherInTheCold: I know I read that in maybe freshman English in high school. But I don't recall what it was about at all.

Agent4Truth: Actually, come to think of it, it's probably best you don't.

CypherInTheCold: Why?

Agent4Truth: It's first person, about this guy who feels this other guy has wronged him, though he has no proof. He lures him down into a wine cellar and ends up bricking him in alive.

Agent4Truth: Sounds like Poe had a bit of a phobia, doesn't it.

CypherInTheCold: I guess so.

CypherInTheCold: Maybe pastlife stuff.

Agent4Truth: You believe in that stuff?

CypherInTheCold: Mulder...with everything you and I have been through...

CypherInTheCold: Yeah. I think I do.

Agent4Truth: What do you mean?

CypherInTheCold: I just mean that...I wouldn't be surprised if we'd...been thrown together before.

Agent4Truth: Really.

Agent4Truth: Well, I guess we have been thrown into one another's lives an awful lot this time around...

CypherInTheCold: Maybe I just want to think I'll get another chance. I don't know...

Agent4Truth: Another lifetime, you mean? To get it right?

CypherInTheCold: Yeah.

Agent4Truth: What would you do, in that lifetime?

CypherInTheCold: Assuming we met the exact same way?

Agent4Truth: Yeah.

Agent4Truth: And I guess assuming you knew what you know now.

CypherInTheCold: You wouldn't believe me, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: Tell me.

CypherInTheCold: No time. I'm sorry.

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Agent4Truth: So. Tell me.

CypherInTheCold: Happy Hump Day to you, too, Mulder.

CypherInTheCold: And I already told you. You'd never believe me in a million years.

Agent4Truth: You might be surprised what I'd be willing to believe...or at least consider.

CypherInTheCold: Well. Let me think a minute...

Agent4Truth:  It's your dime.

CypherInTheCold:  I'd probably kidnap you.

CypherInTheCold: You wouldn't go with me willingly after all.  You wouldn't even drive up to New York with me for a case.

Agent4Truth: I would if I thought you had something to offer me.

CypherInTheCold: I wouldn't be able to tell you anything of what I had to offer in that bullpen, Mulder. Or in your car or mine or anywhere they might see us or hear us.

Agent4Truth: You wouldn't have to kidnap me. If you told me you had something, I'd come with you. I didn't know you then, remember.

CypherInTheCold: So I'd *kidnap you* in a rental car paid for with cash and a fake credit card.

CypherInTheCold: I'd take you someplace secluded and where I knew there were no bugs.

CypherInTheCold: Then I'd tell you everything.

CypherInTheCold: I'd bare myself to you and ask forgiveness for all the things I would not have yet done.

CypherInTheCold: I'd fall on my knees to you, Mulder. And if you forgave me, I'd stay there and suck your cock until you saw stars.

CypherInTheCold: Mulder?

Agent4Truth: It's not that I don't believe you.

Agent4Truth: It's that I don't know why.

CypherInTheCold: You can look at my life and yours and not know why?

Agent4Truth: Yes.

CypherInTheCold: I'm sorry. I know that. It's not like I'm wearing a sign with the answer on it flashing at intervals. Even though I feel like I am.

CypherInTheCold: YOU are that answer.

CypherInTheCold: Mulder, this time around, probably up until you agreed to try to get me out of here, I haven't trusted one single other person on this planet.

CypherInTheCold: I believed there was no one *to* trust. Not one in every living person walking this world. Including you.

CypherInTheCold: You've shown me...different. It's just been you. I still don't know what to make of the world. But I know I can trust you with my life. And that I always could have. But I didn't. And because I didn't, we're where we are now.

CypherInTheCold: So if I did it again, I'd put my trust in you. And if I put my trust in you, then all the rest -- the sex, the partnership...everything -- just falls into place behind it.

CypherInTheCold: It changes everything, Mulder. It *has* changed everything.

Agent4Truth: I see.

Agent4Truth: I'm glad you know you can trust me.

Agent4Truth: You can.

Agent4Truth: And I guess...I believe that you *think* you'd do that, given your situation now.

Agent4Truth: But I guess that's all that matters. What's true for you now.

CypherInTheCold: But I've helped show you how much *you* can't trust anyone. Right? I've totally fucked it from the beginning and now there's nothing left.

Agent4Truth: You added another brick in the wall. I can't say you didn't.

Agent4Truth: I get hurt sometimes...a lot of the time, actually. But I can't just stop trusting people. I can't *really* 'trust no one'. That hurts worse. A fact I don't have to tell you.

CypherInTheCold: Mulder, I've had nine months to think about things. And the ironic thing is, I didn't even get it when I IMed you at first.

CypherInTheCold: I wanted out. And I wanted to give you whatever would make you help me do that.

CypherInTheCold: And Mulder, I knew I didn't deserve your help. I just knew you *would* help me. That you were the only person in the whole world who would.

CypherInTheCold: And now I realize...I've trusted you for a while now. I just...didn't know how drastically that alone changed things.

Agent4Truth: I have something to tell you, Krycek.

CypherInTheCold: Okay.

Agent4Truth: I have a friend. A benefector. Sponsor, you might say. And he's willing to pay just about anything to get definitive proof of the existence of life in outer space...

Agent4Truth: And he's got connections. Political connections. High level ones.

Agent4Truth: If I can give him what he wants, he'll give me just about anything.

CypherInTheCold: What he wants...

Agent4Truth: Proof.

Agent4Truth: He doesn't care about bringing down the Group. He only cares about getting his proof.

CypherInTheCold: I don't want you turning over that tape to get me out without taking Spender down, Mulder!!!!!!!!!

Agent4Truth: Why not?

Agent4Truth: That's a huge operation...even with proof it could take months just to go through the hearings!

CypherInTheCold: Why NOT?! First of all, I don't trust this high level politician you're friends with. I don't know him or his motivations. I don't want our ONLY proof going into the hands of anyone but YOU.

CypherInTheCold: And Mulder...have you forGOTTEN the big picture here?? That bringing down the Project, the proposed colonization of this planet by an alien force, is so much more important than my freedom!

Agent4Truth: Are you yelling at me, Krycek?

CypherInTheCold: I just want you to listen. I feel so powerless here, Mulder...

Agent4Truth: Well shut up and listen to ME.

Agent4Truth: Maybe I think it would be a hell of a lot easier to do this if I wasn't doing it all by my goddamned self. Maybe I think it would be useful to have your HELP on this as more than just a voice over IM for an hour five days a week!

Agent4Truth: Maybe I think you can be one HELL of a lot more benefit to me HERE than on your hands and knees for some fucking BONE!

Agent4Truth: All right! You may speak!

CypherInTheCold: You want to...work with me.

Agent4Truth: I really *must* find a way to slap you upside the head over IM.

CypherInTheCold: Don't worry. I can still remember what it felt like last time.

Agent4Truth: Good. Don't forget it. If you tell me not to stick my fork in the damned toaster ONE MORE TIME, Krycek, I will beat you stupid. Are we clear?

CypherInTheCold: Yeah. We're clear, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: Good.

Agent4Truth: You gave me this information because you trust me. And because when YOU had it, you fucked things up. So shut up and let ME run things for a while.

CypherInTheCold: All right.

CypherInTheCold: Shit. Five minutes.

Agent4Truth: I'll see what I can arrange, and I'll talk to you tomorrow.

CypherInTheCold: All right.

Agent4Truth: Stay safe, Krycek. We've got work to do.

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Agent4Truth: hey

CypherInTheCold: You're here before me again. No traffic?

Agent4Truth: got my toy

CypherInTheCold: Where are you, Mulder? Are you actually in your car?

Agent4Truth: yes

CypherInTheCold: Mulder...

Agent4Truth: rushhour

Agent4Truth: accident

Agent4Truth: stuck

Agent4Truth: hang on

CypherInTheCold: Don't have a wreck answering, but are you okay??

Agent4Truth: yes

Agent4Truth: brb

CypherInTheCold: Okay.

Agent4Truth: got waved around scene. gonna drive home now. ten minutes. but you can talk and i can see. have a holder on dash.

CypherInTheCold: I'm sure the statistics on accidents while reading emails and IMs will be out to the public shortly, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: lol

CypherInTheCold: Not to give you the fork-in-toaster routine, but...you should really know to be more careful.

Agent4Truth: bitchslap

CypherInTheCold: That just eggs me on, you know. ;-)

Agent4Truth: u little shit

Agent4Truth: okay out of car. hang on will sign on.

CypherInTheCold: Okay.

Agent4Truth: Okay, I'm here. You're asking for it, you know.

CypherInTheCold: You're dangerous.

Agent4Truth: I was totally safe. I have a holder that I can put the unit in and I only look at it when I have a minute. I can reach it to put in my reply.

Agent4Truth: So get off my back, woman.

CypherInTheCold: Excuse me?!

Agent4Truth: You're like a damned wife, nagging me about my driving.

CypherInTheCold: oh

Agent4Truth: What?

Agent4Truth: Krycek?

Agent4Truth: Are you there??

CypherInTheCold: I'm someone's bitch...someone's pussy. You weren't...alluding to that?

Agent4Truth: No!

Agent4Truth: Shit. No, Krycek.

Agent4Truth: I was actually...trying to make a joke about...us being in a..kind of...relationship. I guess. 

Agent4Truth: Not all my jokes are good.

Agent4Truth: Krycek?

CypherInTheCold: I guess because the dynamics in prison are that if you're owned, you're the bitch, the pussy, the gal-boy, the substitute for any available women, I thought...

CypherInTheCold: It really sounded like you understood it. Before. I'm sorry I didn't trust in that.

Agent4Truth: I could understand perfectly and still be a complete asshole about it.

Agent4Truth: Which is NOT what I am in this instance. Just a thoughtless schmuck.

CypherInTheCold: He calls me mouse. Diggs, I mean. He's never called me bitch. I just thought...you'd wanna know that.

Agent4Truth: Mouse?  Doesn't fit you.

CypherInTheCold: Sometimes he says sweetie or honey or sugar or something else really not me. It actually helps. I can be somebody else. Sometimes.

Agent4Truth: I'd rather be someone's sweetie than someone's mouse. But I guess it all depends on intent.

CypherInTheCold: It's all the same to me.

Agent4Truth: No more wife jokes.

CypherInTheCold: Okay.

CypherInTheCold: So.

CypherInTheCold: You really meant what you said? That you wanted me to be safe...no matter what?

Agent4Truth: Yes. Do what you have to.

Agent4Truth: Krycek?

CypherInTheCold: How are your friends doing with the encryption? Will it be soon?

CypherInTheCold: I didn't want to think about it being soon. But now that I have... It's an ache.

Agent4Truth: They said they're getting close.

Agent4Truth: And I talked to my contact. My suspicion was right. He's willing to pull some major strings if you can give him what he wants.

CypherInTheCold: You said this guy is into hardcore proof of ET existence?

Agent4Truth: Yes.

CypherInTheCold: Do you remember Purity Control, Mulder?

Agent4Truth: Yes.

CypherInTheCold: That fetus is still at Fort Marlene. Room 36. Does your contact have authority for search and seizure at a military base?

Agent4Truth: I don't know.

CypherInTheCold: They know you there. Because of Scully. Can you send one of your friends? Are they good enough for infiltration?

Agent4Truth: They're more like the men behind the scenes. They're not the B and E into govt. facilities types.

CypherInTheCold: Can they create ID for you at least?

Agent4Truth: Yes, they can get me ID, passcard, that kind of thing.

Agent4Truth: I can try a disguise...

CypherInTheCold: Maybe. If it's good.

Agent4Truth: Maybe they can hack in and find an employee that looks kinda like me, get his creds, then help me look like him.

CypherInTheCold: I can possibly help out from here if I can remember their clearance codes. I could try to do some hacking of my own from this terminal.

Agent4Truth: Oh yeah. That's *just* what we need. Your job is to stay alive and stay out of trouble. For however long it takes for me to get you out of there. Period. You don't make one single extra move besides that. Got it?

CypherInTheCold: You sound like Diggs.

Agent4Truth: Damn it, Krycek, I'm not looking to be your new bone. 

CypherInTheCold: Yeah, I'm defnitely used goods, now. If I wasn't repulsive enough to begin with, I've certainly taken care of that in here.

Agent4Truth: That's not what I meant. Jesus. Do you always have to make everything so damned hard?

CypherInTheCold:  I'm sorry. I'll do whatever you tell me, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: Remember that whole 'equal exchange' thing? Well, you've given me everything you can, now you have to trust me to do my part.  Can you do that?

CypherInTheCold: Okay. I will.

Agent4Truth: I know you feel powerless, but you just need to keep a low profile and stay alive. Whatever it takes. WHATEVER it takes. Understand?

CypherInTheCold: Yes. I understand. Thank you. For everything you're doing.

Agent4Truth: You're welcome. Thank me by being around to do your part when it's your turn again.

CypherInTheCold: Okay. Five minutes, Mulder.

CypherInTheCold: It goes really fast.

Agent4Truth: Yeah, it does.

Agent4Truth: What's for dinner tonight?

CypherInTheCold: It's actually my favorite thing they do here: fried chicken, green bean casserole, and biscuits.

CypherInTheCold: Diggs really likes it so he bribes the cook to give both of us double portions.

Agent4Truth: Great. Sounds good.

Agent4Truth: I love chicken.

Agent4Truth: Hey, whaddya say we hit the KFC our second night after you're out. Landslide the first, of course.

CypherInTheCold: Oh God...

CypherInTheCold: Wait!

CypherInTheCold: Whatyouhaving??

Agent4Truth: cold chinese food

CypherInTheCold: :-)

Agent4Truth: love it

CypherInTheCold: goodnight,mulder!

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CypherInTheCold: How's it going?

Agent4Truth: Great. :-) I picked up some spirit gum on my lunch break and with a little more makeup, I should be able to pass for this guy.  Enricho Juarez.  Kinda looks like a Hispanic pimp.  What does that say about me?

CypherInTheCold: Be. Careful.

Agent4Truth: With the hair gel? You're one to talk.

Agent4Truth: I'm dyeing my hair black tonight.

Agent4Truth: The guys are getting me the clothes.

Agent4Truth: I'm going in tomorrow.

CypherInTheCold: Make sure you don't get the dye on your forehead or face. It stains.

Agent4Truth: I know that. I have dyed my hair before, grasshopper.

Agent4Truth: Grad school. Weekends.

CypherInTheCold: Different colors?

Agent4Truth: No, just black. Temporary.

CypherInTheCold: Why?

Agent4Truth: I guess it's like you said. I wanted to become someone else sometimes. Black hair, black eyeliner, black lipstick, black nail polish, an earring...

CypherInTheCold: Nice.

Agent4Truth: I had a lot of gay friends.

CypherInTheCold: Really.

Agent4Truth: Yeah, can't imagine why. ;-)

CypherInTheCold: Did any of them ever succeed? Wait, you said you never had sex with a man before, so I guess not.

Agent4Truth: No, not really.

CypherInTheCold: Not *really*?

Agent4Truth: Yeah, not really...

CypherInTheCold: Spill it, straight boy.

CypherInTheCold: It'll keep my mind off of being nervous about tomorrow.

Agent4Truth: Hey, I do this shit all the time, Alex. You're not the only one who knows how to B and E. Chill.

CypherInTheCold: I like that.

Agent4Truth: What? Breaking and entering?

CypherInTheCold: No. You using my first name.

Agent4Truth: Oh. I didn't realize I had. It just came out. 

CypherInTheCold: I like it.

Agent4Truth: Okay. So, yeah. My friends. In grad school. They were flirtacious and always teasing me, putting their hands all over me. I got used to it. They thought nothing of grabbing me and squeezing, slapping my ass, that kind of thing...

CypherInTheCold: I'm sure they thought lots of things, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: And there was always the kissing. They loved to kiss each other...me...

Agent4Truth: There was only tongue once in awhile...

CypherInTheCold: Oh god nice...

Agent4Truth: It was just no big deal...just par for the course, at least on weekends.

CypherInTheCold: Could you not have adopted the same policy with gay enemies?

Agent4Truth: I'll think about it.

Agent4Truth: Anyway, I'd leave town...take the train into Hamburg, mostly. I didn't really have any friends in school. People were intimidated by my intelligence. But my crowd in Hamburg...they didn't know about any of that. They just knew the 'other' me.

CypherInTheCold: You'll think about it?

Agent4Truth: I told them I had a really awful name, so they told me they'd give me a new one. Beau. God, it was worse than my real name, so I finally came clean and told them to just call me Fox.

CypherInTheCold: You'll think about it?

Agent4Truth:  Yeah, Alex. I'll think about it. 

CypherInTheCold: I always liked your name. Time's up, Mulder. One minute.

Agent4Truth: I have thought about it. I think about it. A lot. Several times a day.

CypherInTheCold: y

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Agent4Truth: Hi Alex.

CypherInTheCold: You're here! How did it go?

Agent4Truth: GREAT.

Agent4Truth: The fetus is in cold storage in a safe place, and I'm meeting with my contact Monday.

Agent4Truth: They probably won't even miss it til then, because the regular Purity Control Project staff aren't even there on weekends.

CypherInTheCold: Excellent.

Agent4Truth: 8-)

CypherInTheCold: :-)

Agent4Truth: Dye's not washing out though.

CypherInTheCold: Did you accidentally get permanent?

Agent4Truth: No, Alex. I believe we had this conversation. I am *quite* experienced with temporary dye.

Agent4Truth: And sometimes it is semi-permanent. Especially if your hair is dry. Which mine has been, because it's winter and the heat's on in my apartment all the time. I have to use conditioner during the winter.

Agent4Truth: It's amazing. I want to study it myself but I'm no biologist.

CypherInTheCold: Your hair?

Agent4Truth: LOL, no, the fetus. Hey, did you just make a joke, Alex?

CypherInTheCold: I guess so...it was kinda lame...

Agent4Truth: Yes, but they can't all be as good as mine, after all. ;-)

Agent4Truth: You're making progress.

CypherInTheCold: :-) Thanks.

Agent4Truth: I'm not telling Scully about this.

CypherInTheCold: You're not?

Agent4Truth: No, I'm keeping her out of it. Keeping my name out of it when I hand it over.

CypherInTheCold: What about my release? Does she know you're working toward that in any way?

Agent4Truth: Oh hell no.

Agent4Truth: She's not part of this. She wouldn't understand any of it and she wouldn't believe Skinner's dirty.

CypherInTheCold: Oh. But you have your friends. I'm glad. I don't want you to be on your own with this.

Agent4Truth: I'm not. I have you.

CypherInTheCold: Yeah. You do, Mulder.

Agent4Truth: And my contact is trustworthy.

Agent4Truth: He's helped me out before. We have a good relationship.

CypherInTheCold: I trust you to know if you can trust him.

Agent4Truth: I've been thinking about your release. I think we should arrange for a prison break. That way you can disappear more easily.

Agent4Truth: I think I'll have to go underground, too, to work on this.

CypherInTheCold: Underground? Mulder, are you serious?

Agent4Truth: Alex, *you* and the information you have and that you gave me are now my best chance for accomplishing my aims. The Bureau has nothing to offer me anymore.

Agent4Truth: I've been thinking about all of this. This fetus, first of all, changes everything. It's the proof *I've* wanted all this time, too! But more important is to expose them. And I can't do that from inside the Bureau.

Agent4Truth: I think I'm going to have to go on the run with you no matter which option we choose.

Agent4Truth: My contact can arrange a transfer without having his name associated. And if we're already gone when he goes public with the fetus, it won't matter if someone finds out that he was somehow connected with the transfer that 'went wrong.'

CypherInTheCold: Shit, if he arranges a transfer, there are going to be Syndicate marksmen ready to take me out at the fucking gate, Mulder. 

Agent4Truth: Transfers can be handled on the QT. At the last minute. In the middle of the night. Diggs won't even know until they come to your cell to get you.

CypherInTheCold: Which is another matter...

Agent4Truth: What?

CypherInTheCold: Diggs. Letting me go.

Agent4Truth: Are you afraid he'll do something stupid? There will be guards there to pick you up, Alex.

CypherInTheCold: I hope he doesn't. I can't guarantee that he won't. 

Agent4Truth: Are you afraid he'll try to hurt them? Or you?

CypherInTheCold: He won't want to hurt me.

Agent4Truth: Well, I'm sure the guards there are aware of your...situation and will be adequately prepared.

CypherInTheCold: Yeah. They know.

CypherInTheCold: And I'll know.

Agent4Truth: What do you mean?

CypherInTheCold: I mean, he's huge, but I could take him down. I've always been able to, Mulder. But I don't. He keeps me from having to combat about 50 different guys in any given day. I don't want to hurt him. But I could.

Agent4Truth: I have a better idea.

Agent4Truth: What if you fake an illness? Get taken to the infirmary? Then they can keep you segregated until it's time for you to leave under cover of darkness. If Diggs cares about you, he'll let them take you to the infirmary if you're sick, won't he?

CypherInTheCold: Yes. He would. I'll have to make it look real, do some puking, but yeah, he'll let me go there.

Agent4Truth: Okay. That's what I'm going to propose to Matheson.

CypherInTheCold: Senator Matheson?

Agent4Truth: Yes. You'll be taken from the infirmary to the transfer van, and when it's out away from the facility, Matheson's private operatives will pull it over and take you into custody. Then...they'll bring you to me.

Agent4Truth: It'll be reported as a break.

Agent4Truth: But little will be done to 'find' you.

CypherInTheCold: All right.

Agent4Truth: I'll work on securing us a good place to stay.

CypherInTheCold: So you want to hole up together then.

Agent4Truth: Of course. I'm thinking Canada...

Agent4Truth: Maybe the Quebec area, since that will put us close to old contacts but out of the country. 

Agent4Truth: We should stay secluded. Maybe a cabin up in the mountains or something.

Agent4Truth: No Gonzo's.

CypherInTheCold: I'll love.

CypherInTheCold: Live, I mean.  I'll live.

Agent4Truth: And I can't fry chicken for shit.

CypherInTheCold: I can.

Agent4Truth: WHEW.

Agent4Truth: I was beginning to panic for the first time over here.

CypherInTheCold: Three minutes...

CypherInTheCold: Will you be here Tuesday to give me the date and time for the transfer?

Agent4Truth: Yes, of course! If he even goes for my plan...

Agent4Truth: But I think it's a good one.

Agent4Truth: And I've got his fetus.

CypherInTheCold: True enough. Shit...one minute.

Agent4Truth: Study recipes. I like fish tacos, too. And Chinese food.

CypherInTheCold: got it

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Agent4Truth: Hey Alex.

CypherInTheCold: Hey Mulder.

Agent4Truth: How was your weekend?

CypherInTheCold: Mulder...

Agent4Truth: All right, all right. I'll stop being mean. It's on. For tomorrow.

CypherInTheCold: Tomorrow?!

Agent4Truth: TOMORROW.

CypherInTheCold: Oh my God...

CypherInTheCold: Mulder.

Agent4Truth: Fake sick sometime after dinner. They'll take you to the infirmary, then you'll be taken to the van after lights-out.

CypherInTheCold: Tomorrow.

Agent4Truth: Yes, tomorrow. There's very little risk, as it won't really be a break so much as an inside release. You'll get out on Highway 101 along the coast and you'll be pulled over by a black van. The men inside will flash paperwork that takes you into top secret government custody. Then they will put you into their van and bring you to me. I'll be in Redding, and we'll leave from there to a cabin on Lake Simcoe in Canada.

CypherInTheCold: Tomorrow? Really??

Agent4Truth: Yes, Alex. :-) We thought it was best we move fast on this, so that nothing gets leaked.

Agent4Truth: Matheson practically went into apoplexy when I told him what I had.

Agent4Truth: I was scared at what he would have offered for it.

Agent4Truth: He didn't even *blink* when I requested release for you.

Agent4Truth: Then he hugged me.

CypherInTheCold: Holy shit. Tomorrow.

Agent4Truth: Yep. Next time we talk, it'll be face to face. Are you ready for that?

CypherInTheCold: I'm so fucking ready, Mulder. You have no idea.

Agent4Truth: I'm taking an indefinite leave. The letter is waiting in Skinner's inbox for the morning, and I've written another one for Scully, since I'm too much of a chickenshit to tell her to her face. I'll contact her once we're settled and take my lumps.

CypherInTheCold: Mulder. God. Thank you. You've saved my life.

Agent4Truth: I guess I have. And that means I'm responsible for whatever you do with it from here on out, according to some traditions.

CypherInTheCold: One minute left. I won't make you regret this, Mulder. I'm completely in your debt for the rest of my life. I won't forget that.

Agent4Truth: Be worth it, Alex. Please be worth it.

CypherInTheCold: I plan to.

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