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|    [all-xf] Fan fic - HOME AGAIN (S/K & M/S    |
|    31 May 08 23:13:38    |
      From: dmcintoshtx@yahoo.com              Title: HOME AGAIN       Author: Donna McIntosh       Email: dmcintoshtx@yahoo.com       Fandom: X-Files       Pairing: Skinner/Krycek & Mulder/Scully       Genre: Slash       Rating: NC – 17 FRAO       Disclaimer: These characters belong to Chris Carter but they have a       lot more fun with me! I make no money off of them.       Summary: Skinner takes on his first assignment for the Resistance and       everything goes wrong. Krycek goes to Mulder for help.       Beta: Thanks so much Ursula for all your help. I really appreciate it.              HOME AGAIN              "Think of all living beings as a pyramid. Humans – mankind is the       lowest level. Then you have your altered humans, then your Elders.        Above the Elders you have the hybrids and at the very top, what we       consider aliens -- a life form so advanced that their knowledge spans       millennia; their powers endless, un-imaginable."              "Their goal?" Skinner asked.              "Universal peace; and they have achieved it on several worlds. You       will visit some on our many journeys."              "So even you, an Elder, have someone to answer to?"              "I wouldn't exactly use the term 'answer to' but we do have those we       report to and take direction from."              "The hybrids?"              "Yes. They are a mixed breed of the higher evolved species. Their       knowledge and experience is in-valuable in our work."              "If they are so powerful, why don't they just come in and transform       each world themselves?"              "Oh my goodness, no! Mankind in all its many forms, are creatures of       free will. They must be handled with great care, schooled in the ways       of a peaceful existence."              "It's not an easy task they've taken on."              "They will accomplish their goal when the time is right."              "In our life time?" Skinner asked.              "That is impossible to know. We, each of us, must simply do what we       can to further the process."              Skinner shook his head in agreement and stood as the Elder stood,       signaling the end of their session.              "Thank you for your time, Elder Eli."              "You are most welcome, Walter. I always enjoy counseling the young ones."                     Walter made his way from the Elder's chambers down the ramp where Alex       was waiting for him.              "What are you grinning about?" Alex asked.              "It's been a long time since I've been considered a 'young one'."              "Well, you are. We all are compared to the Elders."              "I'm starving. You ready for lunch?" Walter asked.              "Yes! I was just thinking about some chicken quesadillas. What do       you feel like?" Alex asked as they walked down ramp to the eating       area in the courtyard.              "That sounds great." Walter agreed as they entered the small café,       seated themselves and tapped in their choices on the automated menus       imbedded in the table top.              "I talked with Jeremiah while you were in with Elder Eli. He's got       something going and he's thinking of using us."              "Really? What is it? I'll take anything they offer." Skinner came       to full alert; anxious for his first assignment.              "He didn't say. He asked if I thought you were ready and I assured       him that you are."              "I am! Did he give you any idea what's going on; what the mission       might be?" Walter fidgeted with his water glass.              "No; he didn't say. He was deep in thought and we only spoke for a       moment. He was headed for a meeting with Elder Daniel."              "I wonder what it is." Walter waited anxiously. "How long do you       think before we'll know something?"              "No telling. I'm sure we'll have time to finish our meal. Eat!"        Alex grinned as he ate and encouraged Walter to do the same.              They had finished and were just leaving the café when they heard their       names over the PA system with instructions to join Jeremiah Smith in       his office. They grinned at each other and took off for the nearest       up ramp.              "Please sit down. I have something I need to discuss with you."        Jeremiah said as they hurried into his office. The three of them sat       down and he began. "Something has come up that is most urgent. I       hadn't planned on using you this soon, Walter; but Alex assures me       that you are ready."              "I am! Whatever it is, I accept." Walter said sitting on the edge of       his chair.              "You'd better hear the details first. If you'd rather not go; I'm       sure we can find someone else to go with Alex."              "I want to go!" Walter insisted.              "What is the mission?" Alex asked, not quite as eager as Walter.        Though he was sure Walter had completed the training all right, he       wasn't exactly eager to take him into a dangerous situation.              "It's a rescue mission. A very important person has been taken. We       are the only chance he has of escaping with his life. The situation       has become dire."              "In what way?" Alex asked.              "We have someone on the inside. He has managed to get a message to us       that the subject is scheduled to be – studied, in other words; dissected."              Walter winced; Alex asked, "How much time do we have?"              "Unknown. But very little."              "Where is he being held?"              "Third quadrant, the miner's colony. You'll have to take the shuttle."              "Are they below?" The sweat stood out on Alex's forehead. He hated       the mines; his claustrophobia caused him fits last time he had to go       down into one.              "No. It's in a large warehouse complex; building 3B. That's as much       information as I have. By the time you get ready to go, I should have       more for you. Are you sure you want to try something this difficult       on your first assignment, Walter?"              "Yes. I accept."              "Very well. The shuttle is being prepared as we speak. Any further       information will be transmitted to you en route." Jeremiah stood.              Walter and Alex hurried to their rooms and donned their specialized       gear. "I can't believe I'm finally going on a real mission. I've       been training for nearly a year now. I was beginning to think they       were just training me to keep me out of their hair."              "They wouldn't do that." Alex assured him as they hurried to the       shuttle bay.              Jeremiah met them there. "I did manage to find one more bit of       information. The man you're going after is someone you both know.        Fox Mulder."              "On my God!" Walter gasped.              "Just remember, Walter, follow Alex's orders. He is in control of       this mission.              "I understand." Walter shook his head.              They boarded the shuttle craft and were surprised when Jeremiah joined       them.              "You're going along?" Alex asked.              "I am. In case the process has already started he will need a healer       immediately."              "Good." Alex said and looked at Walter who had gone silent since       hearing it was Mulder they were going after.                     The trip took an agonizing four hours before they were in the docking       area of the busy Third quadrant. Vehicles of all shapes and sizes       were coming and going and as stunned as Walter was, he carefully took       in all the activity. He had heard of talk about a moon base but       assumed it to be just a small operation. What he saw looked to him       like a small domed city.               "Good luck," Jeremiah said as they climbed down from their docked              [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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