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Category: Sc/K UST, 155 words,
Rated: G
Spoilers: Nope
Summary: The mind of a scientist and the heart of a
woman...contemplating a
hand-cuffed man <g>.
Archive: Sure, just ask first.
Disclaimer: OK, repeat after me...they're not mine, never
were or will be. Krycek, Scully and everyone/thing else
connected with the X Files belongs to 10-13, 20th Century
Fox, and of course The Boss, Chris Carter and all his partners
in crime. Hey, I'd let them have a lot more fun. No copyright
infringement or insult intended.
Feedback: cazfic@ymail.com
Author's note: My first ever 155 word attempt! Thanks to Kim for
encouraging
me to give it a try, and to Halrloprillar, who kindly allowed me
to post
this liddle snippet, which was inspired by a beautiful line in
the story
"Three-Way Whatchimacallit". Cheers Hal:)!Should you
wish to check it out
(and I'd heartily recommend it <g>) the story itself is at:
http://members.tripod.com/~prillalar/fic/3.html
******
The Physics Of Fascination (155 words) by CazQ
******
He is an anomaly, a black space at the heart of light, galaxies
slowly
spiralling down into his eyes. Everything, all the light in me,
falls down
towards him, and he releases it all from his skin, converted into
some new
kind of energy. He is a phenomenon the like of which has never
been seen
before in my universe.
He is handcuffed to my front door. Oh, sweet Jesus.
"What the hell is this, Krycek?" I draw my weapon:
force of habit, or
maybe instinct, this need to arm myself around this man.
"I'm a *present* from Mulder. The key's on the other side of
the door. He
said he'll call you when he gets there."
"And where exactly is "there"?"
"Somewhere in Kazakhstan. I was just the...*messenger boy*,
Scully," he
snarls.
"Well, then...you'd better come inside."
As I brush past him to open the door, the universe begins to
collapse in on
itself.
FINIS
******