From: yankeestarbuck@yahoo.com   
      
   Title: Wayfaring Stranger: Lost and Found   
      
      
      
   Author: Amazon X and Ursula   
      
      
      
   E-mail: yankeestarbuck@yahoo.com and ursula4x@aol.com   
      
      
      
   Feedback: Why, yes, thank you!   
      
      
      
   Category: slash, X-over (XF/QAF)   
      
      
      
   Rating: NC-17   
      
      
      
   Summary: Alex goes home, to settle old scores.   
      
      
      
   Archive: We'll send it ourselves.   
      
      
      
   Disclaimer: Not mine, never were, I have no money.   
      
      
      
   Amazon X Notes: Well, it too long enough but here is the exciting conclusion   
   to "Wayfaring Stranger".  And yes, it's VERY exciting.  I oughta know, I just   
   reread it and I was excited all over again!  I'd like to thank Ursula for   
   coauthoring this with me.    
    We both went through a rough patch while writing this, and thankfully, we   
   could both be there for each other.  It was a great pleasure writing with you,   
   sweet lady.  I hope to do it again, very soon.  My love to Mama Beast as well,   
   for her amazing beta.    
    What a wonderful lady!  Enjoy everyone!   
      
      
      
   Ursula Notes: Linda and I thought of the idea for this story over a year ago.   
   When we worked out the story frame, we realized we needed a prequel to set the   
   scene. So we wrote Wayfaring Stranger 1. Then we worked on the actual story   
   body over months of    
   time as each of us had the time between the pressures of work and the   
   pleasures of play. I am proud of this story and am proud to co-author with   
   Linda. Our different visions of the characters produced a hybrid that is part   
   of us both.  Thanks also to    
   Paula...a.k.a Mama Beast for the insightful beta. We didn't use every   
   suggestions, but we thought about each of them.   
      
      
      
   OooOooO   
      
      
      
   Alex Krycek rolled over in the early morning sun to stretch and yawn.  His arm   
   bumped the man sleeping next to him, jolting him awake.   
      
      
      
   "Ow!" he cried, rubbing his forehead.   
      
      
      
   Alex rolled toward him and kissed the boo-boo.  "I'm sorry, Walter.  It was an   
   accident.  How can I make it better?"   
      
      
      
   Walter Skinner sat up, blanket slipping aside, and covered Alex's body with   
   his, giving the man a long, deep good-morning kiss.  "I would say you could   
   give me the high, hard one, but I don't think I can lie in that position after   
   what we did last night."   
      
      
      
   "The high, hard one?  You *are* old!" Alex exclaimed as Walter rolled off him.   
   He untangled himself from the sheet which had twisted around his leg and slid   
   out of bed, his ass offering a tempting target for the swat on his ass that   
   Walter gave him.   
      
      
      
   Alex giggled as he closed the door, satisfying his lover's need for personal   
   privacy.  It didn't make any sense to Alex, having his mouth all over his   
   lover, but Walter had a certain old fashioned sense of propriety, and it was a   
   small concession to    
   keeping his lover happy that he closed the door when he used the toilet.   
      
      
      
   After washing his face and hands, and rinsing his mouth with the   
   orange-flavored stuff Walter liked, Alex walked out, prepared to get back in   
   bed and snuggled, when from behind the door, a huge grizzly bear jumped out at   
   him.  Alex's head spun a moment,    
   until the bear laid him out on the bed and straddled his body, baring his   
   teeth and growling.  Alex couldn't help but laugh.   
      
      
      
   "Are you laughing at me?" Walter asked, more mock growling following.   
      
      
      
   "Um, yeah, I am.  Whacha gonna do about it?" Alex mocked back.  He was used to   
   Walter playing games like this, and none of them were scary in any sort of   
   way.  Once, and only once he'd had a bit of a flashback, but when he smelled   
   Walter's cologne, it    
   brought him back to the moment, back to the lover who cared for him and only   
   wanted to worship his body.   
      
      
      
   Walter smothered his face and neck with kisses, pausing every few minutes to   
   dive deeply into Alex's mouth, tasting all of his essence.  Alex responded   
   with fire and fervor, allowing Walter access to every part of him, regardless   
   of the rough hands he    
   used.  It was Walter, the man who loved him and believed in him, who gave up   
   his career and life to be with him.  Walter was his safety as he was Walter's.   
      
      
      
   Walter settled between Alex's legs, pressing into the hole that he'd spent so   
   much time in the night before.  He'd put a condom and lube on before his   
   attack and Alex relaxed, letting the long, thick rod slide in where it   
   belonged.  "Oh, god, Walter, you    
   are so fuckin' big," he moaned.   
      
      
      
   Walter latched his teeth into Alex's neck, biting to bruise, but not shed   
   blood.  Alex knew talking dirty turned Walter on.  "Fuck me hard, lover.  Fuck   
   my ass so I can't sit!"   
      
      
      
   With renewed fervor, Walter braced his arms on the bed and pounded into Alex,   
   harder than he had in a while, knowing that Alex  would need to use the foam   
   ring for his chair, but welcomed it anyway.  After both men came explosively,   
   they lay together,    
   ignoring the semen that was gluing them together, they held each other,   
   sharing kisses and nuzzles, assuring Alex he was loved and revered.   
      
      
      
   "Why do you like that, Baby?  All the heavy stuff?" Walter asked.   
      
      
      
   "I like to feel it for a week," was all Alex answered, kissing Walter's face.   
      
      
      
   "Really?  I mean, I get kinda rough with you.  Are you sure you like that?"   
      
      
      
   "Don't you?"   
      
      
      
   "Well, yes, I do.  But I'm asking you."   
      
      
      
   "It's only you, Walter.  I know you'll never hurt me, after what you went   
   through for me," Alex said, "all those years we were apart and now it's almost   
   over. In a few years, the aliens and the project will be fading nightmares."   
      
      
      
   Walter cleaned himself up and then settled beside Alex.  Lying in his lover's   
   arms, Alex couldn't have felt safer in his life.  "Let's stay in bed forever,"   
   Alex mused before burying his face in Walter's neck, inhaling his after shave   
   and beneath it, the    
   unique smell of his lover's very male scent.   
      
      
      
   "I would love that, Baby.  But you have to write that security manual and I   
   have to work on this month's billing statements."  Walter gave Alex a deep   
   kiss on the mouth and sat up from the bed.  "I want to know what the execs at   
   Hopkins looked like when    
   the opened in the morning and found you in the CEO's office with your Gameboy."   
      
      
      
   "I told you!  He spit his coffee out and choked for about ten minutes before   
   he calmed down enough to realize his 'world renowned security firm' was   
   fuck-all good against an 'international assassin and spy'.  That was a great   
   sell, Big Guy."   
      
      
      
   "How do you think I can afford this big house you want to continually   
   remodel?" Walter said before walking into the bathroom.  Alex waited for the   
   telltale flush and then barged in to join Walter in the shower.  The rule was   
   about toileting, not about    
   washing afterward.   
      
      
      
      
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