Title: Resist or Die (Part Four: The Lantern)
Author: Cinnamon Scully

One month later. . .

Samantha sat at home, watching television. She was
waiting impatiently for Mulder and Scully to come over
for dinner. They made it a habit for at least twice a
week to eat at her place, and the rest of the week at
theirs.

Now that she could watch television, it bored her
rather quickly. She did enjoy Friends, but only
because she remembered watching it with John. She
sighed as the knock came to the door.

Scully came in, hugging her. "How you holding up
today, Sam?"

"I just wish things would get easier. What did you
bring?" Samantha asked.

"I made a couple of pies for dessert. Mulder
protested, but I finagled him into letting me bake
them. The catch, he didn't do anything."

"Fox, you should help out more often!" Samantha said.

"I brought friends instead, sis." Mulder said,
smiling.

Krycek and the Gunmen stood behind Mulder. "Hey Pretty
Lady!" Frohike said from behind Mulder.

"Frohike, when are you going to learn?" Samantha said,
laughing.

"I don't know." 

The group moved through the door, with Samantha
closing it behind them all. She said, "I made some
lasagna. I didn't know who was all coming, so I made a
big meal, the biggest meal I could find."

"It's not a problem, Sam." Mulder said, smiling.

Samantha asked, "Dana, would you mind helping me in
the kitchen?"

"Not at all." Scully walked with Samantha to the
kitchen. "Mulder, keep an eye on Little John. Don't
let Frohike corrupt our boy."

Little John had grown a lot since Doggett's abduction.
He was crawling now, and everything in arms reach went
straight into his mouth. He was now sitting on
Mulder's lap.

Samantha asked Scully in the kitchen, "Do you think
they've killed John?"

"Oh Samantha, don't give up hope. He'll come home to
you. You have to believe that. I know it's so very
very difficult." Scully hugged her for a moment.

"It's been so long. I don't know how long I've been
gone when I'm up there. I've never been on this end of
an abduction. It's been such an awful long time."
Samantha said. She removed the lasagna from the oven.

Scully watched her walk into the dining room, pouring
glasses of milk for everyone. She sighed. This past
month had been very very difficult for everyone.

The Lone Gunmen were having an argument, "Listen, I
get to sit here. You sit there. Why do we go through
with this every week?" Frohike said to Langly.

"Maybe because it's reversed, dummy." Langly retorted
back.

Krycek sat next to Mulder watching the fight. He felt
uncomfortable still about being accepted as a member.
He rolled his eyes as the fight progressed. He would
never figure out how they did anything.

Mulder said, "Boys, boys, just sit down. Who cares
where, just sit."

They did as told, but not without grumbling. "I don't
see why he always gets to sit next to Samantha."
Frohike complained.

"You never learn, do you?" Mulder sighed.

Scully sat on the other side of Samantha, in between
her and Mulder. She said, "Frohike, who cares. It
doesn't really matter where any of us sit. Now just be
quiet."

Frohike sputtered for a moment. He began to eat in
silence.

Samantha hoped that things would be okay. She feared
for her baby and for John.

Samantha was doing dishes with Scully in the kitchen.
She sighed. "Dana, do you think that those three will
ever grow up?"

"No. Those three grow up, and the world ends." Scully
said with a laugh.

"I suppose you are right. I noticed that Alex wasn't
very comfortable tonight." Samantha said offhandedly.

"I don't think he's quite sure what he supposed to be
doing here yet. He's still trying to transit to the
new life, I suppose. It's not that new I guess, but
for him I suppose it might be." Scully said, drying a
dish.

Samantha nodded. "It's good to see that he meets with
us. I was surprised to see him tonight." 

"Yeah. He almost didn't come." Scully said.

"I'd guess that." Samantha said. "He looks lost out
there."

"I think he doesn't know what to say. He's been
against us for so long, and probably still expects
Mulder to kill him any second."

"I bet he does. I would too." She put a cup in the
cupboard.

"This kitchen makes me miss John so much more."
Samantha said, looking forlornly towards Scully.
"Stupid aliens. Just can't leave us Earthlings alone."

Scully cracked a smile at the joke. She stopped when
Samantha cried out in pain.
 
"Samantha, are you okay?"

"The baby! Something is wrong. Oh God."

Scully ran out into the living room. "Mulder, get your
sister to the hospital! Something is wrong with her
baby."

Mulder ran into the kitchen to see his sister sitting
on the floor, crying. She held her belly. He ran to
her, helping her up. "Frohike! Help me get her to the
car!"

Frohike ran into the kitchen to help. He said,
"Krycek, drive us there. We should sit with her to
make sure that she is okay."

Krycek jumped up, opening the door. He looked at
Scully with guilt ridden eyes. He then disappeared out
the door to the car to drive to the hospital. They all
hoped that things would be okay.


Mulder watched the doctors wheel his sister away. He
was afraid that something had gone very very wrong. He
stood off by himself, staring into the distance. <Why
does she have to suffer this? Something good please
happen.> 

Scully sat with Little John. She was trying to calm
the child down, but to no avail. He would not sit
still. She sighed. He was being finicky again about
everything. He kept moving his arms up and down,
exasperating his mother.

"Mulder, I'm sure she'll be okay. She just stressed
herself out. She shouldn't be doing so much anyway. If
anything else, she needs John back." Scully said,
trying to reassure Mulder, and keep Little John from
falling on his head. 

Krycek stood on the opposite end of the waiting room
from Mulder. He felt so very out of place. Though he
had been accepted into the group, he had moved out of
Samantha and Doggett's place within the week. He felt
like he was endangering them by being there.

The Gunmen watched Mulder start to pace back and
forth. They worried just as much as he had, and though
they were crabby they did not argue about anything.
Mulder sighed. He turned to Scully. "Scully, what if
it comes out that she can't have this baby? She can't
take much more pain."

"I know, I know. She'll be fine. We just have to
believe that. I know that things are so difficult for
all of us. If we could only get John back, things
wouldn't be so difficult." Scully said, holding Little
John closer. She knew what it was like to be
threatened with losing a baby. 

Mulder said, "I don't know what would happen to her if
they say she's going to lose the baby. It would
devastate her."

As he spoke, a gurney ran past them. A whole team of
doctors and nurses were running past with a man.
Mulder froze. He asked, "Who is that man?" 

"A John Doe, sir. Let us through." The doctors moved
through. Mulder looked down. He saw who it was.

"Um, Scully, you were saying about how things would be
easier if Doggett was back?" Mulder indicated the
gurney that had just ran past with a tilt of his head.


Scully said, "No, they didn't hurt him that badly, did
they?"

"I'll follow it to see if it's him." Krycek offered.

"You better take one of the boys here with you."

Frohike stood up, "Let's go. I need to stretch my legs
any ways."

Frohike and Krycek went to follow the gurney. They
wanted to check and see if it was Doggett. 

Frohike was trailing behind Krycek. He shouted, "Hey,
let me keep up!" 

Krycek looked back, a devious smile on his face.
"Sorry. I can't help going that fast." 

They stopped where the gurney had, looking through the
window to see the man inside. Frohike asked, "Is it
him?" 

"I'm afraid so. He doesn't look very good." Krycek
sighed. 

"I'll go and tell them." Frohike said.

Krycek watched the doctors. They were giving him life
support, and blood. He saw the bruises on Doggett from
where he was. The tests were horrible to him, he
noticed. 

Mulder came up behind him. "How is he?"

"Take a look for yourself." Krycek said, backing up.

Mulder looked through. "Those damn aliens. They have
to screw everyone over, don't they?"

He turned around. "I got to tell Sam that he's back.
Do you think you could see if he's going to be okay.
I'll be down in a moment. The baby needs to be checked
out, but they have stabilized Sam's pain." Mulder
said. 

"Alright." 


Mulder left to tell Samantha. She lay in her bed,
looking very tired. He walked up to her bedside. "Sam,
they found him. He's in a hospital room down the hall.
They are working on him right now."

Samantha began to cry. "How bad is he?"

"I was just going to find out. Oh Sam, he'll be okay.
Things will be fine." Mulder said, giving her a quick
kiss on the forehead. 

Mulder went back down the hall. He asked, "Are they
almost done working on him?"

"Yeah. You should be able to identify him to them any
moment." Krycek said.

"Alright." Mulder sighed. "Sam is going to be fine.
Now we have to worry about both of them."

A doctor came out to see Mulder and Krycek standing in
the hall. Mulder drew his badge. "I have the identity
of the man in that room."

"OK. Who is he, sir?" The doctor asked. 

"He is an F.B.I. Agent named John Doggett." Mulder
said.

"Who are his contacts?"

"I am, my fiancee, and his fiancee, who is already
admitted to the hospital for complications in her
pregnancy." Mulder replied. 

"Ok. We're going to be moving him to a room very soon.
He should be fine, but we want to run as many tests on
him that we can to make sure he is going to be fine."

Mulder asked, "Do you know how bad the damage is?" 

"It's fairly serious, but he should wake in the next
few days. Other than that, it might be hard to tell.
He hasn't been fed in awhile. He did have water
though, so he's not too dehydrated, but we will be
hydrating him anyway." The doctor said. "If you'll
excuse me, sir." 

Mulder watched the doctor leave. He said, "Krycek,
will you call Skinner. If I can't stay here with him,
will you and Skin Man? I want to tell Sam about his
condition."

"I will, Mulder. You just go."

Mulder nodded his thanks. He walked down the hall to
overhear his sister and Scully talking.

"Dana, he might not be an AHH. He might be ill. I want
to see him. I'll know the minute I see him which one
he is. If he's sick, I don't know what I'll do."
Samantha cried. 

Scully held her. "Samantha, he might be hurt, and if
he is sick we'll deal with it. We'll do something for
him."

"If he is like Steve we'll never be able to help him."
Sam sobbed. "I can't lose him. I almost lost the baby.
I can't lose him, I just can't!"

"I know, I know. He's strong. No matter what the two
of you together are strong enough to handle anything
thrown at you. Believe me, he'll pull through." Scully
said. 

"I wish I could see him." Sam fell silent. She was
crying now.

Mulder stepped into the room. "Scully, Krycek is
calling Skin Man to sit with him." 

Scully said, "Thanks, Mulder. What did the doctors
say?"

"They said that they want to run some tests to see
what is wrong and what isn't. They said he's
malnourished, that he just needs rest, and that he'll
wake up in a few days maybe."

"That's good news." 

"How long are you going to be here, Sam?"

"A few days they said. They want to see if the baby is
going to be alright. Oh Fox, today has been so
difficult. Please tell me if you hear anything new."

"I will, sis."


A few days later, Doggett woke. He looked around the
hospital room he was lying in. Samantha ran to him
when he awoke. She then started to cry. "No, no, it's
not true." 

"What's the matter? I'm sittin' here, ain't I?"

"You were chosen to be left to die." Samantha cried.

"How do ya know?" 

"I can tell by looking at you. It's a trick that the
AHH's are given. Oh John, I can't lose you a second
time."

"I'm not goin' to die on you." Doggett said. He took
her hand into his. "How is the little one?" 

"My pregnancy had some complications. Oh John, I can't
do this." 

"Sam, your stronger than anyone I know. You can, you
can. Oh Sam, if I do have a disease, I'm sure we'll
find a way to fight it." Doggett said. 

He smiled at her, and Samantha felt that the world was
so much brighter. "I missed you so much."

"Come 'ere. I want to hold you. I spent my whole time
in that hell wishin' that I could." Doggett said.

She climbed into the bed with him. He held her close,
kissing her head. "I missed you so much."

"You already said that."

"I know, but I just felt like saying it again."
Samantha said. 

He smiled. "We'll take whatever is thrown at us. You
know that." 

"Yeah." Samantha smiled. She sat up, kissing him.
"I've wanted to do that for a very long time." 

"Me too. When I finally bust out of here, we're going
to have a lot of fun, you hear? I want to live a bit."
Doggett said.

Samantha smiled back. She looked up to see her brother
standing in the doorway. "Fox." 

Mulder smiled. "Hey Dogg Man!" 

"Hey Mulduh, how you been doin'?"

"I've been better. This past month has been difficult.
I must say that we wondered if we'd ever see you
again. It's good to see you, it'll be better to see
you out and about, though."

"Yeah, I agree with you there." Doggett said.

"You're not going to believe this." Mulder said. "On
the night that you were abducted, Krycek saved Little
John. He was too late to save you." 

"Alex Krycek? What ever for?" Doggett asked.

"Because he is a member of the Resistance now."
Samantha said. 

"He is? Wow, leave for a month and everything
changes."

"Not everything, John. Don't be silly." 

"Don't you like me silly?" Doggett asked, laughing.

A doctor came into the room just as Samantha moved off
of the bed. He said, "Agent Doggett, we have
disturbing news for you."

"Don't sugar coat it. Give it to me straight." Doggett
said.

"You have cancer in your stomach area, and you have
cancer in your sinus cavity. We believe that with
treatment we can control and possibly cure the
problem, but chances are very very low that they will
work." 

Doggett looked ashen for a moment. "That serious, huh?
So basically I have six months or so to live."

"I'd guess around there." The doctor said. "I'm so
sorry to have to tell you this. It is very frightening
to go through something like this."

The doctor left. Samantha started to cry. She said, "I
told you that you were marked to die. Oh John, I can't
do this. Six months? Only about that?"

"Sam, I'm sure we'll figure something out." Doggett
was choking up a bit himself. He said, "We've beaten
everythin' else. We'll beat this."

Sam looked at Mulder for a moment. "Fox, I want to
talk to you later. I want to be alone with John for
now." 

Mulder nodded. He said, "If you need me, I'll be with
Scully, Krycek, and the boys." 

Samantha sobbed. "They take everything away from me.
If you had been smart you would have walked away, and
you wouldn't be dealing with all of this."

"Sam, you can't blame yourself for this. Come here."
Doggett opened his arms. He had stood up from his bed.
"Something will come to us in time." 

"For you?"

"For me, and when we find this cure, we can heal some
body else, and so forth. Sam, don't give up hope. If
you gave up hope, you wouldn't be my girl. You hold
your head up high and don't let this get you down
now."

Samantha looked into his eyes. She found strength in
his. She hugged him.

"Now, I think I'm going to need someone holdin' me up
for a while. I'm facing death, and for the first time,
I'm afraid." Doggett said, honestly.

"I'll find a way. I love you. I really do." Samantha
said.

"I love you, too. I wish things would be better right
away, but we can't just get that. I suppose I'll be
here an awful lot. I hate hospitals." Doggett whined
for a moment. 


Six months to live. What would he do in six months?
What things would he accomplish? He stared out into
the darkness of his room, noticing that darkness had
filled him as well. He felt as if a death sentence had
been placed upon him, and in so many ways it had been.
This one couldn't be pardoned by a president, or
reprieved to be reviewed by any governor. He was going
to die, the finality of the truth sinking in.

He thought about Samantha's face when she had learned
of the illnesses inflicting his body. She was so ashen
and upset. She was scared too. He felt his own fear
rise in himself. Death came with his job, but not this
slow killing pain. Not with a length of time given. He
felt tears in his eyes. 

Anger took over his body as he thought about it. Why
did this have to happen to him? What did he do to
anyone? He didn't understand why he was being
inflicted with these cancers. It angered him that
Samantha found happiness with him, only for it to be
taken from her so quickly.

He only wanted things to be easier, that love would
prevail and that things would grow easier. The thing
that really upset him was that he didn't feel sick.
Sure he was sore, but he didn't feel anything more
than that. He was confused that he would be so ill and
yet not feel anything about it.

He was sure Samantha was suffering without him at
home. He was sure that she was blaming herself for
what was happening to him. He knew her too well. She
could read his mind, but he could read her heart. He
understood that she would take full responsibility for
what had befallen him.

He remembered vague things that had happened during
the tests, and agony washed over him. The pain of the
last month was too much to bear. He started to cry
softly, not wanting to attract attention, for himself
and for her.


We, on our present life, 
Knew that the stars were right. 
That if you are the first to go, 
You'll leave a sign to let me know, 
Tell me so. 
Please, carry the Lantern lights. 
(Jagger, Richards) 

The next morning, Mulder, Scully, Samantha went to
visit Doggett. When they arrived to see him, he was
asleep in his bed. He looked peaceful. Mulder
whispered to his sister, "I can't bear to wake him." 

Samantha looked very tired. She hadn't slept well the
night before. She half smiled at him, before looking
almost hollow. She was taking Doggett's illness very
very hard. She noticed something about his chip. It
was a new wave she was sure. He wouldn't be saved by
it, it would kill him removed or left in. Much like
Steve, Doggett had a permanent death sentence placed
upon him.

She looked back to her brother. She said, "Fox, I want
to sit with him. Any of you are welcome to sit with
me."

"I'll sit with you." Scully offered.

Samantha said, "Thank you. I think I might need it." 

They walked into the room, quietly so as not to wake
him. They sat down in the uncomfortable chairs. Scully
took Samantha's hand in hers. She whispered, "Where
there is a will, there is a way." 

Samantha nodded. Mulder stood behind the chairs. He
had one hand on his sister's shoulder. He sighed. Last
night he had helped Scully console Samantha. 

The Gunmen had taken Little John for the night. Krycek
had disappeared. He said something about finding a
possible cure. Mulder had given in, letting him do
what ever it was he did. He knew by now that Krycek
wouldn't be foolish to betray him. If he betrayed
Mulder, Krycek would have no protection. 

Doggett woke up, seeing them all sitting in the room.
He said, "Good morin', everyone. What brings you 'ere
so early?"

Samantha said, "I just wanted to come and see you.
John, you have a very very difficult road ahead of
you."

"Tell me about it. I can't take much more Jell-O." He
said, cracking a smile. He grimaced as a bruise was
tender when he moved.

Samantha smiled for a brief moment. Doggett smiled
back at her. He said, "I need somethin' to do. It's so
dull in here. If I think one more time about what I
have, I think I'll scream."

Scully said, "You're in for a long haul there, then.
It takes a long time to get used to it, but you will
in time. The insufferable china doll treatment is
worse."

Doggett nodded. "I bet." 


Meanwhile Krycek was running around the clock. He had
called the Lone Gunmen from various places that he had
been to. He was searching for an answer, on a hunch
that he thought might save Doggett's life, not only
his, but others like him. He had found all the people
willing to cooperate with him, knowing that this might
be a dangerous idea, but if it was successful, the
benefits would be immense.

Krycek was dead tired. He had been going since the
night before, and hadn't slept in two days nearly. He
checked into a hotel room, ready to drop. He locked
the five locks on the door inside. All hotel rooms out
east had this customary number of locks. 

Once that had been done, he had stripped down to just
pants. He was so tired and wanted to sleep the night
away, but felt that a shower might be a better plan
first. He let out a sigh. Hopefully this would work.

As he stood under the warm shower spray, he thought of
Samantha's pain stricken face the night before. As he
looked at her, he saw her light flicker, and then die
suddenly. It was so tragic to see her wilt like this
after all of her strength. 

He dried himself off, dragging his tired form to the
single bed he had. Noticing all the healthy romantic
relationships around him made him all that more
lonely. Back when he had been working with Marita he
had someone, but she was almost always willing to
shove a knife into his back. If he could only find
someone who would love him back. 

He fell asleep, letting the sweet peace of sleep take
him. He would seek the persons he thought would help
him. He hoped that his elaborate theory would pull
off. It would crush Samantha and all the others he had
gotten hopes up for it this failed. 


The next morning dawned. Krycek woke up looking around
the room. He sighed. Today he would be talking with
some of the people that agreed to try his theory. They
would have to decide how they would be doing this as
well.

He got up, dressing himself. He didn't even go to the
cafeteria for the contenetial breakfast, he would
worry about food later. This mission was too
important. 

When he got to where the people waited for him, he got
out. There were five of them. Two of them were AHH's
and the rest were all under a death sentence. He
greeted them all, noticing one in particular. 

She was a little younger than him, but she looked so
fragile. Her eyes held a mixed wisdom and innocence,
and when she smiled at him, he felt endeared to her.
She said, "My name is Jane. I hear you are trying to
find a new way to possibly heal us." 

"That I am. I am going to try something that's never
been done before. I think it's because no one has ever
thought of it." Krycek said, a smile breaking out on
his face, despite himself.

She smiled back at him. "The two AHH's are Brian and
Kurt. The others behind me are Robert and Laura." 

Krycek shook all of their hands. He noticed them
looking at his one armedness. It had plagued him
before. They just nodded, and it became inessential
and unimportant.

"What is your plan?" Jane asked. Her blonde hair
shined as she moved her head.

"My plan, let's go somewhere before we start to speak
of that. I don't just anyone hearing this plan."
Krycek said.

"I understand. Let's go somewhere that is more
private." Jane led the group to a house held by MUFON.
It was deserted for the day, so Jane could meet Alex
Krycek. He was in Baltimore now, so the D.C. team got
him to meet, otherwise he might have been disregarded.

Jane said when they entered the house, "I hear you
work with Samantha Mulder. What is she like?"

"Right now? She feels like she's in a losing battle.
It's a very very long story."

"Oh? Why don't you give us some back ground into what
made you contact us." Jane said, putting a pot of
coffee on. 

"She is losing her fiance to two different cancers. He
was just returned to her just recently, and the chip
in him won't do a thing for him. I'm trying to find
another way to heal not only him, but others." Krycek
said. 

"I see. How is Mulder by the way? He might remember me
from the tests." Jane replied.

"He's busy doing so many things. Being a father, and
he's trying to help his sister." Krycek said. 

"Alright. So, this plan, would you mind telling it to
us?" 

"Ok. My plan is this: I get AHH's to donate blood. We
try to do a sort of transfusion into a person left to
die by Them. If this works like I hope it might, we
could save Doggett's life, and many others. It would
sure stick a big knife in that Cancer Man's back." 

"I see. Do you think that this will work?" 

"I sure hope it will. I know it's dangerous, but if we
don't try and it could work we'd lose several people."


"We'll have to research this for a few months. I don't
think you should get Samantha's hopes up just yet."
Jane smiled. "You're trying to do the right thing. I'm
glad." 

Krycek smiled. "Yeah well, it might make up for all
the things I've done wrong." 


A few days later, Doggett was released from the
hospital. He demanded that he be released, not wanting
to waste away in the hospital. He signed an agreement
that stated that if he felt ill he would return as a
in patient, but would be an out patient for the time
being. 

When he got home finally after being away from it so
long, he found everyone to be there. Krycek was the
only one missing. He said when he entered his house,
"Boy does it feel good to be home!" 

Langly laughed, "I bet it does." 

Mulder said, "You'll finally put an end to the
bickering among these three about who sits by
Samantha." 

Doggett rolled his eyes. "Were they arguin' about
that?" 

"Yep, twice a week. Every week." Mulder sighed. 
Doggett laughed. "This seat next to Samantha, that's
mine. Got it boys?" 

The Gunmen looked at Doggett and all nodded. Doggett
nodded his head with authority. He then started to
laugh at how silly it must have looked. 

Samantha came out of the kitchen with Scully. She
said, "John, you're the guest of honor tonight. Okay,
not really a guest, but the person of honor I
suppose." 

Doggett smiled. He whispered, "I hope I'm not just
that later." 

Samantha blushed for a moment, "John, don't be
vulgar." She smiled, giving him a quick kiss. "Let's
get sat down." 

They all sat down, waiting for Samantha to serve up
the meal. Doggett asked, "Does any one know what
Krycek is up to?" 

"He's trying to do some type of research." Frohike
said. "He reports once a day to us, telling us that
he's making ground breakin

Resist or Die (Part Five :Happiness Acheived, Devil
Deal Made)
Author: Cinnamon Scully

Later on that week, Doggett was released from the
hospital. He went home with Samantha. There was to be
a party that night, celebrating a victory not only
over death, but over the aliens by granting them this
wish of survival. 

When he arrived home, he was not surprised to see the
large gathering in his living room. The first thing he
did was outstretch his hand to Krycek. "I guess you're
the man I should be thankin' for figurin' this out." 

"Yeah, I guess. It was just a hunch, really." Krycek
said, smiling. He sat with Jane on the couch, his arm
around her. 

"So who is the little lady?" 

Krycek smiled, "This is Jane. She and I figured out
the whole thing together." 

"I think you figured something else out, together I
might add." Doggett said, winking at him. 

Mulder stood up when he saw Samantha and Doggett walk
into the room. He hugged his sister, and clapped
Doggett on the back. "Welcome home. Scully should be
out here any minute. She's just changing Little John."


"Alright. So what we doin' tonight?" Doggett asked. 

"Just having a party. Why does everything have to be
about the Resistance? Can't we just kick back for a
night?" Mulder asked. 

"I totally agree with you there." He held Samantha's
hand, and they sat down next to Krycek and Jane.
Samantha smiled as she lay her head down on his
shoulder. 

The Gunmen came in arguing about something, as usual.
"Hey, I get to talk to them first." 

"Why you?" Langly demanded. 

"Cause I was the one who told Samantha there was a
miracle waiting, you dolt." Frohike snapped back. 

"We all helped. We don't have to talk to either of
them in any particular order. Did you ever think of
that?" Byers said. 

"Just who was asking you, Narc?" Langly demanded. 

Krycek rolled his eyes, sighing. He leaned towards
Doggett, whispering, "You think those three will ever
stop arguing about anything?" 

"Nah. They'll argue until their faces turns blue."
Both men started to laugh. 

Samantha smiled at all three of them. "You don't have
to decide an order. Why don't you all come and just
talk to us. Have you ever thought of that?" She asked
with an eyebrow raised. 

"No." Frohike said, sort of ashamed of himself. 
Byers sighed, knowing he had just suggested that. 

Scully came down the stairs. "Sorry I kept you guys
all waiting. He was particularly finicky about being
changed." 

Mulder took Little John from Scully. He sighed. "I
hate when he's like that." 

"Tell me about it." Scully said. 


After everyone had left, Samantha smiled at Doggett,
while they sat on the couch. She sighed. "Welcome
home, John." 

"It is great to be home. Do you know that I never want
to see another plate of Jell-O ever again? I hate the
stuff." 

Samantha laughed. "I suppose that you do." 

Doggett stopped her from getting up. She looked at him
with concern in her eyes. He hugged her suddenly. She
asked, "What is it, John?" 

"I just wanted to make sure you were still here. It's
been a roller coaster the past few months. I just want
to be sure." 

"John, you know it is." She gave him a kiss. "I'm
going to get a snack, alright?" 

He watched her get up, disappearing into the kitchen.
He smiled to himself, knowing that for the time being
at least things were going well. He smiled when she
came back out with some ice cream. 

She sat down next to him, eating it while he watched
her. She said, "So, now that you're back, and the
house is finally empty of the wild party, and I can
only wonder what Fox and Dana have planned, what would
you like to do?" 

"Hmm, it's up to you. Anything really." Doggett said. 

"I don't know." She took another bite of ice cream. 

He asked her, "Have you thought of any names yet?" 

"Not any ones in particular. What names do you like?"
She asked, smiling at him. 

"I sorta like the names Andrew and Stephanie. How
about you?" 

"Those are good names. I like Andrew a lot. It's got a
good ring to it, Andrew Doggett does." She smiled. 

"Yeah, it does, doesn't it. Sort of like Samantha
Doggett, you think?" Doggett said, smiling at her,
before he kissed her. 

"Yeah. I do agree with you there. When are we going to
set our date anyway? Before the next major crisis
please." Samantha said. 

"I agree with you on that. We don't want it to
interfere with your brother's wedding. It should be
our own special day too." Doggett said. 

"Yeah. She leaned in towards him, placing her finished
ice cream bowl down. She gave him a kiss. "Why don't
we talk about that later? I just want to enjoy being
with you for the time being. It might be nice after
all." 

"I think it'll be more than nice." Doggett laughed
deep down in his throat. 

"Oh, and what makes you say that?" Samantha asked. 

"Cause I know so." Doggett said, kissing her more
passionately. 

"I guess you are the authority on that." She smiled. 

"You bet I am." 


Mulder smiled at Scully. He mouthed silently, <He's
asleep, you know what that means.> Scully smiled at
him suddenly. She took his cue. They trooped down the
hall as silently as they could, so not to wake him
again. 

Mulder smiled once he got the door closed. His intense
eyes were staring at Scully. She wasn't facing him as
he stared right away. She gasped when she turned
around. "Mulder, don't stare at me like that." 

"Why not stare at the most beautiful woman in the
world like that." Mulder said, his voice growing
husky. He looked at her beautiful blue eyes for a
moment. 

She said, "It's sort of scary, that's all." 

"Is it?" Mulder wasn't too upset by her admission. He
knew that she knew that he would never hurt her. He
stepped closer to her, touching her face with his
hand. He leaned in, kissing her softly at first. 

She let go of all doubts, snaking a hand around to the
back of his neck. She willingly parted her lips,
allowing his tongue entrance. He smiled against her
lips, before he took the invitation. 

Scully felt that this was what she was well deserved
after watching all the horrible things of the past
year or more. Things were actually going well for a
change, and though things were difficult still, she
knew that no matter what that he would be with her. 

He broke the kiss off, his hazel eyes changing to a
dark green. It was when his eyes were this shade that
she knew he was the most intense. He still had a hand
on her face, holding it almost. She looked into his
eyes, hoping he saw the naked love for him in them. 
He caught the signal, giving her a lopsided classic
Mulder grin, the type of grin that made him look
almost 20 years younger. He nibbled on his own lip for
a moment. He knew that the action had always made
Scully attracted to him, though he didn't want her to
know that he knew that little secret. 

She tilted her head, as if she was about to shoot down
one of his theories. She sighed, knowing that no
matter what she did, he would still be doing that
enticing move. 

He laughed then, a rich deep throaty laugh. One that 
Scully knew that he was full of desire, that passion
for her had taken over his senses. He kissed her, as
if marking her as his own, taking her mouth as his own
possession. He ran his hand from her cheek to the back
of her neck, running fingers through her hair. 

She responded by snaking an arm around, ruffling his
hair, feeling its coarseness, yet like him the refined
sleekness of it. He had pulled her closer to himself,
and she knew that unless the baby woke that they would
be taking this a bit further. 

Mulder lifted her up, still kissing her. He felt her
legs wrap around his waist. He walked slowly towards
the bed. He laid her down on the bed, breaking off the
kiss. She looked disappointed for a moment, then she
smiled.

Mulder had reached up over his head, pulling his
shirt over his head. His bare chest was revealed, and
Scully smiled. He gave her that devilish smile.

Scully felt his hands move under her own shirt. She
gasped as she felt his hands on her skin. He smiled at
her, knowing the action made her full of desire.
 
He raised an eyebrow, in an indication that he wanted
to take it off of her. She immediately obliged about
the whole affair. That greeted her with another
lopsided grin. It made him look sexy.
 
"You look good, Scully." He said it low and husky.
She felt herself begin to throb between her legs. He
saw the black lace bra she had on. "Good choice, but
it must come off."
 
She reached underneath her back, finding the clasp.
She quickly undid it. Mulder breathed, "Better." He
peeled the undergarment off. He began to suckle her
breasts, which always made her moan out softly. It was
their way of slowly reaching their utopia.
 
Mulder stopped for a moment, a gasp of disappointment
escaping her as he moved away from her. He unbuttoned
the jeans he was wearing, having been constricted long
enough. He shimmed out of them, his boxers sliding off
with them. He stood gloriously naked in front of her.
She smiled.
 
He took a step towards her. He growled, "You have to
be naked too, you know." She nodded. She silently took
her own pants off, panties coming with her own pants.
She smiled at him, as he gasped.
 
"You are so beautiful, Scully." He kissed her before
she could answer. His hand found a nipple, and he
lightly teased it. She arched into it, gasping against
his kiss.
 
He moved her to a lying down position, pinning her
underneath him. She could only smile at him. He gently
spread her legs, knowing that she was ready, as ready
as he was.
 
He slowly entered her at first, wanting this to last
as
long as possible. He knew that she was slick and
ready. He began to pump in and out of her slowly, but
as his desire filled him, he increased his speed.
 
She ground into him, trying to find that release she
had dreamt of while he was missing. He matched her
intensity with deeper, faster thrusts. He knew that
they were both close, as his cock moved faster in and
out of her.
 
She tightened around his large cock, as he thrust
harder. He wanted that release. She moaned out, coming
close to the edge. 
 
He grunted as he increased his speed, wanting only
release. It finally came, as she tightened around him,
then spasmed. Her cry of his name was what sent him
over the edge. They collapsed sated, ready to sleep in
each others embrace.


Mulder and Scully woke the next morning. Mulder asked
her, "Scully, we really ought to set a date for our
wedding." 

"Hmm, what day do you think will work? I don't think
we can afford to be making a big production out of
this. We should have this as soon as possible. Before
we know it, we may find ourselves in the middle of the
next huge crisis." 

"I agree. How about next Friday. You notify your
family, and I'll notify everyone else. Mulder said. 
She gave him a kiss, getting up to get dressed. He
watched her body moving out of under the covers. "Get
up and get dressed, lazy bones." She ordered him, a
smile playing across her lips. He did as told. 

Mulder said, "You make breakfast and take care of
Little John. I'm going to tell Sam and Dogg Man,
alright?" 

"Go ahead Mulder." She said, giving him one more kiss.


He took the short walk over to Doggett's place. He
knocked on the door, hearing Doggett shout, "Yeah,
just a minute." 

The door opened, Doggett smiled, "What can I do for
ya, Mulduh?" 

"We're going to set our big day for next Friday. We
want this done and out of the way before some stupid
crisis takes place." Mulder said, a lopsided grin
playing across his lips. 

"I see. Sam! Your brother's wedding is next Friday,
you want ours to be on Tuesday!" He shouted to her. 

Sam came down the stairs, she said, "No John, I want
mine to be at least a week apart from Fox's. How about
the Saturday after that." She said, kissing him when
she got to where Doggett stood. 

"Alright. I'm supposing you have to go and tell the
Gunmen and Skinner." Doggett said. 

"Yep. I thought I'd call them. Scully's making
breakfast as we speak." 

"Ah, I see. We should have some breakfast ourselves."
Doggett said, smiling. 

Mulder nodded. "You guys have fun. I'm sure Little
John will make breakfast an interesting game." 

"I bet he does, Fox. I'm sure he's not any worse than
you were." 

"How would you know?" Mulder said, a smile playing
across his lips. 

"Lucky guess. Run along before Dana gets crabby."
Samantha said, giving Mulder a hug. 

Mulder smiled as he walked away. It felt good that for
once life was a bit normal compared to the roller
coaster of the last few months, if not the past few
years. He walked back to his house, smiling. He knew
that Scully would have breakfast ready, unless Little
John was particularly crabby this morning. 


The day had come for Mulder and Scully to finally wed.
Mulder was nervous as he waited to get ready. He knew
that this was what he wanted, what was right, but he
was afraid that marriage would change what they had to
something he couldn't recognize. 

The wedding was simple, with Father McQue presiding.
Though the Catholic rule required six months of
marriage counseling and classes of Catholic rules,
McQue allowed them to skip the classes. Scully had
pleaded with him that they had been trying to get
married for a while now, and each time they would set
the date, the world would crash around their ears. He
consented to the union as long as later on down the
road Mulder would agree to taking some type of
classes. 

He stood in the waiting area with Doggett, who looked
very cool and calm. Mulder's palms sweated. He asked
nervously, "What if this is wrong?" 

"Wrong, listen to yourself. How on earth could this be
wrong?" Doggett asked. 

"You're right. But what if marriage makes things so
much more complicated?" Mulder asked, his mind was in
over drive. 

"Calm down, before you know it, you'll be thinking
this is the best thing you ever did." Doggett said.
"Next week you tell me the same thing, okay?" 

"Yeah." Mulder nodded. 

"Go stand by the altar, I have to escort Samantha.
You'll do just fine. Don't be so antsy." Doggett
smiled at him, before he left. 

Mulder exited the area to stand up by the altar,
facing the back of the church. He clasped his hands
together, trying to keep them from shaking. 

The music started to play, signifying the wedding
party's entrance before the bride. It was a small
party, but fit just right. Doggett and Samantha walked
up the aisle, separating at the altar to go to the
bride's side, and to the groom's. 

The Gunmen walked, single file, followed by Skinner.
It was time. The music for the bride's entrance
started to play. Mulder felt like he was going to
faint for a moment. Scully hadn't even entered the
church yet. 

Scully finally made her entrance. She was stunning in
a white dress, it was tight fitting, and slightly low
cut. The lace trimming made her look beautiful. Mulder
could only gape at her as she confidently walked down
the aisle. 

Bill Scully Jr. was the one giving her away. They
progressed slowly, until Mulder felt as if he was
about to die. He wanted this to be over, so he could
officially say that Scully was his wife. 

She made it finally to the altar, Father McQue
starting the customary speech. 

To Mulder, the ceremony was a blur. He could only
remember her face as she gazed into his. The words the
Father said did not register on his ears. He just knew
the right times to respond. Suddenly the part that he
had been waiting for arrived. He got to kiss the
bride, his bride, his Scully, now his wife. 

The group applauded them as they sealed their fates
forever, now entangled and intertwined with each
other. Mulder felt as if the world had finally given
him that break he was looking for. 


After the ceremony, the reception shortly began
afterwards. They had reserved a banquet hall at the
restaurantm, Paper Moons. They would have, much as the
ceremony was, a small reception. 

Doggett offered to fix Samantha's plate, after the
speeches were given. She accepted, shushing him so
Mulder could speak. 

"Now, I don't know about you, but I'm really waiting
for that next bad thing to happen. How about you?
Alright, now that we're beyond that, I'd like to say
that it took an awfully long time to get here. Damn,
it took a long time. If there is one thing though, no
one can say, you two rushed into things, you aren't
thinking clearly. Blah blah, you know the drill. If
there is one thing, I'd like to say that my partner,
now my wife has been my soul mate for so long, I don't
want to get sappy on you or anything, but without her
by my side, defending me, shooting me once, and
watching my back, I might not stand here before you
today." 

Frohike heckled Mulder for a moment, "Yeah, you needed
her to cover you pathetic ass!" 

Mulder smiled, before continuing, "Yeah, but Frohike,
my ass is so much better than yours, think about that
one for a moment. Who wouldn't want to save this nice
piece of flesh? As I was trying to say, may she
continue doing as she has always done, just with a new
title." 

Scully got up, giving Mulder a kiss. "I certainly
won't be as wordy as he was, at least I'll try not to
be. I know that a long time ago this should have
happened, but as Mulder said, without him watching
over me, I might not be here either. I may have had to
face death innumerable times, but I never once had to
face it alone. Not even while I lay in a hospital
stricken with a terminal illness did I ever face death
alone. Mulder was there, not only in spirit, but
racing against that clock to save my life. I hope that
he'll be around to do that, but I also hope that he
won't have to do that so often. It is nice knowing he
is there, but I don't like facing those situations any
more than if I were alone." 

The room applauded her speech. Frohike said, "See
Mulder, you should take some lessons from her." 

Mulder just shook his head, "Frohike, grow up." 

"Only if you do first." Frohike said, laughing. 

Doggett said, "Hey, hey you two, we don't need a brawl
ruinin' the wedding. Besides, next week I'd like to
have Mulder there, at my wedding, not lyin' in a
hospital. Stop it." 

The room laughed at the statement. Krycek asked
loudly, not able to hide it from them anymore, "How do
you ever live with each other any ways?" 

They shrugged. "Just do, I guess." Byers replied. 

Mulder said, "Enough, I want my food already." 


The CSM was speaking to an ABH. "I want to know how
that woman foils me every time. I can't possibly get
the answer right. I plot to do something so I can find
out what she is, so I can reproduce it, and she evades
me every time!" CSM was very shaken by the whole
affair. "She walked in here, and stole back Mulder's
baby like it was a walk in the park. On top of it,
Agent Doggett lying dying a hospital and now he's
healed. I can't do a thing against her." 

The ABH said, "I can make a compromise with you. I
can't give you Samantha Mulder right away, we want to
know something about her as well. I can get you her,
only when she does not suspect you anymore. Back off,
and wait to strike. She heads a Resistance to us, we
want to know what that is so we can destroy it. I give
you Samantha Mulder, you give me the details of the
Resistance." 

"That could take years! I don't have years to play
around with games like this. I'm an old man. If I were
only 20 years younger." 

"I only offer you this once. You take it, or you leave
it. Take your choice. I may find myself in trouble
with the leaders for offering you the best test
subject of all time." 

"Best test subject of all time is she? Well, I do
think I could benefit you with this as well. I could
help step up colonization by being able to make other
humans what she is now. But only if I am saved in the
end, and not taken over." 

"I must get back to you on that before I can approve
your immunity from take over." 

"Fine. When you come back with your answer will I only
give you mine." Cancer Man puffed on his cigarette.
"Say this takes years to accomplish this. Do I still
get protection from you?" 

"Yes. All will be set later, depending upon the
answers I receive." The ABH said, his voice
unemotional as always. 

"Go, talk to your leaders. I want to plan how I would
successfully execute this plan in the first place." 


The next week Doggett understood exactly how Mulder
had felt at the altar. He was nervous, wondering what
it would be like to be married again, and to Samantha
Mulder. He wondered if it was the right plan, but
underneath all of his jitters he knew it was the right
plan. 

Mulder was in Doggett's role of the past week. He
said, "It's going to be fine. Don't worry so much.
You'll be glad that you did this." 

"Did I tell you that last week?" Doggett asked, pacing
before Mulder. 

"Yeah, I think you did. I took the advice, and look
how happy I am now." He gave Doggett a sarcastic
smile, over emphasizing his happiness. 

"That isn't helpin', Mulduh. Cut it out." Doggett
said. 

"It wasn't meant to." 

Doggett glared at him for a moment. Mulder said, "I
got to get going, just walk over to that altar. Things
will be fine." 

Doggett nodded. He walked over to the altar, facing
the back. He remembered his first wedding, how it was
so over blown, 1000 guests, most of them he had never
seen were present, his wife insisting that America be
invited. It had too many flowers. It was just so
overproduced, that now as he stood at the simple altar
he knew that his first marriage had been a mistake. 

He saw Mulder and Scully enter the back, walking
slowly up to the altar, separating much as Samantha
and he had the week before. Scully gave him a large
smile of reassurance. 

The Gunmen followed Krycek and Jane, then progressed
down the aisle. Doggett was getting more and more
nervous as the moments ticked by. He thought for a
moment, remembering the Princess Bride's bishop
stating what Marriage was. It was just his jitters
getting to him. 

She entered at the music, walking in a simple white
dress. To him, she looked stunning. She smiled
confidently, walking her way slowly, Skinner the one
giving her away. It had been decided that Skinner
would, since Mulder was the best man. 

Doggett stared for a moment, feeling the world around
him and her disappear. This was what real weddings
were meant to be like. She made it up to where he
stood, facing him. 

Father McQue lead the ceremony again, knowing that
though Samantha wasn't Catholic, Doggett was, though
he didn't practice as much as he should. 

Just as the ceremony had been a blur for Mulder, so it
went for Doggett. He heard the permission to kiss the
bride, and so he did. His future had been sealed more
than it had been in the past months. An Alien
abduction could have not sealed him into the
Resistance as much as this did. 

He heard the applause around him, knowing that not
only he thought this was right, but so did Samantha,
and everyone present. When he stopped kissing
Samantha, Mulder said, "Now you're my brother in law.
Think about that for a moment. We're family." 

"Mulduh, I think ever since your sister showed up we
were family. Let's get to the reception. I'm hungry." 

"I know that feeling, had it last week myself." Mulder
said with a laugh. 

Title: Resist or Die (Part Six: Old Habits Die Hard)
Author: Cinnamon Scully

A couple of months later, Doggett came down the stairs
one evening. Samantha was lying on the sofa, fast
asleep. Pregnancy was wearing her out. Doggett smiled
when he saw her. He didn't want to disturb her. 

Mulder and Scully were to come over for dinner in a
little while. He prepared a nice dinner of pork chops,
allowing Samantha to sleep. He knew it was his best
prepared meal. 

Mulder and Scully had decided to join them for dinner
at Doggett's house that night, mainly because Samantha
was so tired all the time. It worried everyone, so
they took it easy for her. 

Doggett set the table, smiling at Samantha on the
sofa. She had her hand holding her head up, elbow
resting on the sofa arm. The sofa reclined, and her
legs were supported by the foot stool. She looked
peaceful. 

Once he had gotten dinner mostly prepared, he set it
on the table, knowing that Mulder and Scully would be
there any moment. He walked over to Samantha, brushing
a hand gently on her cheek. 

She blinked, "What, is it supper time?" Her voice was
full of sleep and she yawned. 

"Yeah, Mulduh and Scully should be coming over anytime
soon." Doggett said, smiling. 

"I can't believe they still call themselves by their
last names. She doesn't have his name does she?" 

"I don't think so." 

"It's still silly." 

"I know. Now, I'll help you to the table. You should
get sat before Little John shows up, demanding all
that attention he seems to. They have gotten louder
since he's arrived. Mulder has got to learn how to
calm the kid down." 

"Hey, that's not our problem, especially at night, at
least not yet." She kissed him. "Besides, he's cute." 

"I'll give you that, now let's get going." Doggett
said. He put the foot rest down, helping her up. He
lead her to the table slowly, her ankles swelling. 

"I think I'd much more welcome the tests compared to
this." She was joking, and they both laughed at how un
true it was. She finally made it to the chair he had
pulled out for her. Being six months pregnant did not
agree with her. 

The door bell rang, with Doggett rushing to answer the
door. He opened it, finding Mulder, Scully, and Little
John on the other side. "Come on in. Supper's on the
table." 

Mulder and Scully walked over to the table, smiling
when they saw Samantha already sitting down. Scully
took the high chair that they used, setting it down
next to her chair, then placed Little John into the
chair. It was a production that happened at every
meal. 

Mulder had already started helping Doggett serve the
meal. He served Scully and served his own plate.
Doggett served Samantha's plate before his, and served
his own plate last. 

"So, why do you think it's been so quiet lately?"
Doggett asked. 

"Hmm, guess they're either plotting some evil plot
like they do in Bond, or they don't know what to do
for the time being. I'd say we should take the quiet
time while we got it." Mulder said. 

Scully nodded. "I agree, who knows when the next
stupid thing will happen." 

They left it at that for the rest of the meal. 

Later on that night, Samantha slept fitfully. She
dreamed of the tests, remembering them, some from
early childhood, other times from her adult test
sessions. 

<She was a little girl again, strapped in the chair.
She was so terribly afraid, so frightened that she
would lose her life. She could feel the Black Oil move
on her body, and she whimpered, eventually screaming
in pain and terror. She writhed back. She froze as the
Oil moved over her body. She began to struggle, but
the energy her body was generating to fuse the Black
Oil and her blood rendered her exhausted. A laser
ripped across her belly, and she screamed once before
falling unconscious, unable to concentrate on staying
awake. 

She was in another testing session, the ABH's
instructing her to move the dead from the chairs
around her. They forced her to do horrible tests,
making her physically sick at times. She wept often,
when she thought They were not watching. She refused
to show Them that she was afraid and in pain. She
prayed often, wishing that the end would come.> 

In her sleep she had cried out. She was rolling from
side to side, as if she were trying to escape the
person who was torturing her. Doggett woke, trying to
calm her down. He was afraid something would happen to
the baby. 

She woke, her eyes clouded for a moment. She was
crying and she repeated over and over again, "Fox,
forgive me." Doggett wondered what the phrase meant.
He shook her, hoping to take her from her stupor. 
She blinked, looking at Doggett, "John? Where am I?" 

"You're here at home. It's okay." Doggett said softly,
trying to reassure her, though knowing that she was
having a difficult time. "What do you need forgiveness
for, Sam?" 

"I, I was dreaming that I was with Them. I only wanted
to die, oh I'm so sorry for wanting that." Sam said,
crying. She had turned away from him, not wanting to
upset him. 

Doggett moved over to where she was, wrapping his arms
around her, speaking softly into her ear, "You have
every right to feel that way, but you shouldn't have
to now. It may happen again, but some one will always
love you." 

Samantha started to sob, unable to control her
feelings anymore. She said, "It was terrible. I hate
the night mares the most, I always have. I hate them
because I can't block them out like I can the tests
while they are happening." 

Doggett kissed her temple, whispering, "It's alright
now. I'm here, and if you ever need to talk to me,
I'll always be there. If you ever need to talk to
Mulduh, he'll always be ready to talk to you. You know
that Scully will too. Sam, don't face this alone." 

"I'm not. John, I might not have felt all those nights
like dying if I would have had you then. I can never
thank you enough." Samantha said, turning around in
his arms. She saw his eyes in the moonlight. They were
filled with sadness. 

"You going to be okay?" Doggett asked. 

"Yeah, I will be now. I'm tired." Samantha said, a
yawn taking over. She fell asleep, and Doggett could
only smile. 


The next morning, Doggett called Mulder while Samantha
slept. He didn't want to wake her, especially since
she was sleeping peacefully. "Mulduh, I think
something is up with Sam." 

"What do you mean, Dogg Man?" Mulder answered, his
voice tiny in the phone to Doggett's ear. 

"She had bad nightmares last night, about the tests.
She asked forgiveness from you, for wishing to die up
there, I guess." 

"Me? Why me? Is she okay right now?" Mulder asked,
concern in his voice. 

"Yeah, she's sleeping yet. I didn't want to disturb
her, she just got comfortable and peaceful. I don't
know what to tell you besides that she was upset last
night." Doggett said. 

"Is there a time that I could maybe talk to her, we
both could if you want." Mulder asked. 

"Hmm, don't see why not. It might help her let go of
all of that, make it a bit better at least." Doggett
said. 

"How about Scully and I come over for breakfast. We'll
leave Little John at the Gunmen's, so we can just
talk." Mulder said. 

"Sounds good. What time you plan on being here?"
Doggett asked. 

"As soon as I can get dressed, Scully to agree with
the plan, and the Gunmen to take Little John for a
bit." Mulder said. 

"About a half an hour then." 

"Yep. About then. See you then." Mulder said. 

"Yep." 

Doggett hung up. He went up the stairs to see if she
was still asleep. When he got there, she was tossing
and turning in her sleep. She was muttering again.
"No, no, don't do this to me. Please don't." 

Doggett kneeled on the floor next to the bed. He took
her hand into his, whispering, "Wake up, Sam." 

Samantha jerked away from him. It pierced him in his
heart, but he understood that it wasn't him she pulled
away from, it was Them. He kissed her on her cheek,
hoping that would wake her. It worked. 

She looked over into his face, her eyes full of pain
and fear. She began to cry, knowing that she felt
guilty for getting upset. She sat up, hugging him. She
sobbed into his shoulder, apologizing to him. "I'm so
sorry, John. I don't mean to be upset like this all
the time." 

"Don't worry about it. It's not your fault. Just let
it all out, don't keep inside. You'll feel better if
you let it out." He said, soothing her. 

She shook in his arms, her pain was so intense and she
felt as she had when she had no one that loved her.
She turned her face into his shoulder, in attempt to
hide what she felt. She hated being upset like this.
Part of it was her pregnancy, the other the memories
that she carried with her. 

He rocked her back and forth, in an attempt to make
her feel safer. He wanted her to feel loved and
secure. She began to relax, sighing, but still holding
on to him. 

A voice down stairs let Doggett know that Mulder and
Scully were there. Mulder had shouted up the stairs
that they were there. Doggett helped Samantha up,
taking her hand into his. He lead her downstairs
slowly. When they reached the living room, Mulder and
Scully stood up. 

Mulder asked, "Are you okay, Sam?" 

Samantha nodded, her lip trembling again. She looked
at Doggett for a moment, her eyes pleading if she
could hug her brother. Doggett nodded yes, urging her
to do so. 

She hugged Mulder, crying all over again. Mulder held
his sister close to him. He knew that she was having a
hard time with all of what was going on. He placed his
chin on the top of her head, his hand holding her
close to him. 

Scully asked Doggett quietly, "What did she dream
about?" 

"She dreamt about the tests. She says she dreams about
those things from time to time, especially after a
testing session." Doggett replied quietly, not wanting
to upset Samantha further. 

Mulder whispered to his sister, "Sam, why don't we sit
down on the couch. You can tell us all about your
dreams there. It might help you." 

She nodded silently, allowing Mulder to lead her to
the couch. Mulder helped her sit down. He looked at
Doggett, indicating that he should sit next to
Samantha. Doggett took a seat next to her. 

Samantha took his hand into hers. She looked down for
a while before beginning. "When I was first tested on,
I was so afraid all the time. Sometimes when I dream,
I remember what it was like to be that little girl
that I once was. I dream about being so scared, and
when they let the Black Oil fall on me, I would cry
and scream. It would always exhaust me, the energy of
the Black Oil infusing itself to me, and my
struggles." 

She bit her lip to prevent herself from crying.
Doggett gave her hand a gentle squeeze. "I always
wanted to die the most when I would come back to
earth, and all my memories that I had kept from myself
up there would come back to me in my sleep. I always
prayed for the end, and I never got it. It made me
feel as if I wasn't worth anything and that I deserved
what I was going through." 

She bit her lip again, turning her head into Doggett's
shoulder for a moment before continuing. "Later on I
began to lose emotional feelings when I was up there.
I never allowed myself to show pain while I was with
Them. It made me feel like I had given Them the
satisfaction They craved. Of course when They wanted
me to break in front of Them, They would force me to
dispose of the dead before testing me. I always have
nightmares of that. It still makes me sick to my
stomach." 

Mulder was angered that this had to happen to her. He
controlled his emotions for her though. He knew she
was already upset enough. He whispered to her, "We'll
stop those tests on not only you, but everyone some
day. We can and we will." 

Samantha gave him a weak smile. She was a little wore
out by telling them about these experiences. Doggett
put his arm around her shoulder, pulling her towards
him. She put her head down on his shoulder, sighing.
"I hope so." 


Krycek sat in the apartment that Jane and he had
gotten. He was lost in thought, and guilt was washing
over him in waves. He was feeling bad for the past
wrongs he had a long time ago. 

He couldn't believe the things he had done in the
past. Most of it was for Cancer Man, and that angered
him more. He knew that Jane would say he was doing
such good now that it would cancel out the bad, but he
felt that it did not. 

He was worrying about the things that he had done. He
wondered if Mulder even felt that he could trust him.
He found things to be so new in this Resistance. It
wasn't a thing like the other one he had participated
in. The other one was so violent and so dark that he
often wondered if he had been set up in the first
place. 

Samantha's Resistance was so different to him. They
took care of the victims, they tried to plan a way to
stop from being abducted again. It was so human in its
nature, and that compassion was so new to him. 

He remembered when he had first found about Samantha
Mulder's return. She had been beautiful and
mysterious, but in the end just not his type. Besides,
she could beat the crap out of him at will. That never
sat well with him. He remembered attempting to shoot
her, and attempting to shoot Doggett shortly after,
going in for the kill shot that time. He felt guilty,
and he wondered deep down why she had ever forgiven
him. It perplexed him. 

Jane sat down next to him. She asked, "What are you so
busy thinking about?" 

"Nothing." He lied, knowing that he shouldn't thrust
his pain onto her. 

"You know that is not true. Tell me, what were you
thinking about?" 

Krycek turned dark eyes on her. He was in a dark mood.
"Everything I've done wrong I guess." 

"Alex, you've done so much good, too. You can't expect
yourself to be perfect. I wouldn't love you as much if
you were perfect." Jane said, giving him a kiss. 

Krycek smiled a bit, before saying, "You didn't know
me then." 

"I know you now, how many times must I tell you that?"
She said, brushing a lock of long, wavy, blonde hair
from her face. 

"I killed Mulder's father, Scully's sister, that's not
all. I tried to kill Samantha and Doggett. You know
what Doggett said to me before Samantha saved his
life? He said that I would be damned for all time.
Maybe he is right about that." 

"No, you know something, I believe God forgives us for
sins if we do good and ask him to forgive us. You
can't judge yourself since you are not God. The only
thing you do is to examine your conscience, and make
your faults less of a flaw, but a part of your
wonderful character." 

He smiled, giving her a kiss. "You always know how to
make me feel better. Thank you." 

"No problem. I'm glad to help you. Alex, you saved not
only Doggett's life, you saved mine, and for that I
can not thank you enough."  

Jane smiled at him, giving him a kiss. She knew that
he was feeling guilty a lot about a past that he could
not change, but could make up for instead. 

Krycek knew that he was lucky to have met Jane. She
was a breath of fresh air from Marita. While Marita
had been dangerously sexy, Jane was more sweet and
strong. She didn't assert herself over him, and he
didn't over her. With Marita it had been a power
struggle, who had more. 

He put his hand up to the back of her neck, pulling
her in further for a kiss. He loved Jane more than
anyone he had ever met. She didn't make him feel bad
for having one arm, she didn't make him feel as if he
had to be the bad boy that he knew he had always been.
She just let him be himself. 

She moved, to sitting on his lap. She kissed him
again, and curled up on him. She knew he enjoyed
sitting with her like that. She nuzzled her nose into
his shoulder. 

Krycek smiled. She was a bit smaller than him, and he
knew that with her cancer gone she would be happier
now. He was glad that he had been a part of making
that dream come true. 

Though the relationship had seemed an unlikely one,
they found themselves wishing it had happened sooner.
They knew it felt right, and that though it might look
awkward to anyone who knew one or the other, it was
something they both wanted. 

Krycek was of course wearing his leather jacket, a
white tee shirt underneath, and a pair of jeans to
complete it. It was one of his favorite outfits. Jane
commented on it as well. She had always liked it too. 
She asked, "Would you mind taking the jacket off? It's
uncomfortable to lay on." 

Krycek slid it off slowly. He didn't want her to fall
off his lap onto the floor. Once he had accomplished
the goal of removing the jacket, she cuddled up to him
all over again. He could only hold her to his chest. 

She eventually fell asleep, her arms wrapping her arms
around him. Krycek knew that he was stuck, but he
didn't mind. He didn't have anything to do at that
moment any ways.  


Once Samantha was asleep again, Mulder asked if he
could talk to Doggett. He asked, "Is Sam having any
difficulties with her pregnancy?" 

"Not that I know of. She seems to be healthy and doing
just fine. The doctor said that she was doing fine
after that incident when I was returned." Doggett said
softly, his voice full of concern and a bit of fear
for what it might mean. 

Mulder sighed. "I hope that her being an Alien Human
Hybrid isn't going to affect how this child comes out
to the extent that she has to let it go. That would
break her heart. She's had enough heart break." 

"I agree." 

Scully sighed, "Mulder, she just needs a vacation 
staying at home not worrying about the Resistance and
things like that. Maybe you could take care of things
while she's taking care of herself. It might help her
a lot." 

"I agree with Dana." Doggett said, looking up from the
spot on the floor he had been intently staring at. 

"Now, the only problem with that plan, and I agree
with you totally, is how do we convince her that she
should take a break and just relax." Milder asked,
wondering how he would tackle this. 

"Let me handle it, Mulder." Scully said. "I can talk
woman to woman with her. I can make more sense to her
about this, and I won't be making her feel like I'm
stereotyping pregnant women as weaklings." 

"Alright Scully, she's all yours. You try to convince
her to take a break. I hope you can. I'm sure she
would love to have this baby." 

Doggett quietly said, "I think we should let her rest
for now. She needs to sleep. Let's just hope that she
sleeps more peacefully now than she did last night. It
was a difficult night for her." 

"Yes, it was. I hope she doesn't have too many of
those nights from now on." Mulder said. 

Doggett said, "I think I'll go and sit in the living
room with her if you don't mind. I want to be there if
she should have a nightmare all of the sudden. It
would make me feel better." 

"Go right ahead. It would be good for someone to be
with her if she should have a night mare. I'm sure
there was never anyone there before, but she does need
it now." Scully said. 

Doggett went back into the living room. He sat down on
the sofa, next to her sleeping form, by her head. She
was peaceful looking, and he spread a blanket over her
tired form. He wished that she would be allowed to
have happiness now. He hoped that she would be able to
just let all these things go, if only for a while. 

When Mulder and Scully got home, Krycek was waiting
for them in the living room. Mulder was surprised, and
all Krycek had to say was, "Old habits die hard." 

Mulder laughed. "So, what can I do for you?" 

"I actually wanted to talk to you about something."
Krycek said, becoming shy all of the sudden. 

Scully said, "I sense a man to man talk here. I'll
call the Gunmen and make sure Little John hasn't been
made drunk and has all the correct appendages." 

After Scully left, Mulder sat down, "So what is it? I
seem to be helping everyone this morning." 

"I'm thinking of asking Jane to marry me soon. I just
have never though of how to do that before. I'm
generally not the marrying type." Krycek admitted. 

"Oh? That certainly was fast." Mulder replied. 

"I just don't want to mess this up. I know that if
Marita finds out she'll try to kill her. You know that
Marita is just as bad as I used to be." Krycek said,
turning his guilt ridden eyes down, not wanting Mulder
to see them. 

Mulder sighed. "I'm sure she'll try, but if there is
one person that can prevent Marita from doing anything
to Jane, it has to be you. You know how Marita thinks.
While she may be not so nice, I'm sure you can handle
her if need be." 

"I just don't know if I can. I don't want to be like I
used to be." Krycek said. 

"I know you feel guilty for your past. I know you
don't think that I have forgiven you yet. I have.
You've done too much good lately to make me able to
hold a grudge." Mulder said quietly. 

Krycek smiled, "I forgot that you can read my mind." 

"You really love Jane, don't you?" Mulder asked,
knowing the answer already. 

"Yes. I really do. I would never would have met her if
Doggett hadn't needed a cure. I didn't think to even
get rewarded for my actions there, and I got rewarded
in the end." 

"Sometimes that's how things go. If I were you, I'd
ask her. Don't take as long as Scully and I took." 

Krycek laughed. "I hope not to. I just don't know how
she would take me asking her. I'm sure there is
someone out there that is better than me for her." 

"That's always the risk. You've taken many many risks
and some of those worked out for you. This is one risk
I'd take if I were you. It would make you happy. We
all deserve happiness." Mulder said. 

"I suppose we all do, don't we?" Krycek smiled. 

"Yeah. Now go and ask her before it is too late. You
don't want to miss out on this opportunity." Mulder
said. "I should get something to eat soon. I haven't
had breakfast yet. I wonder if Scully is making some.
You're welcome to stay for breakfast if you like." 

"Why not. I haven't eaten yet either." 

When they entered the kitchen, Scully was doing three
things all at once. She was talking on the phone with
her mother, making breakfast, and setting the table.
Mulder smiled. 

"Yeah Mom, I left Little John with the boys this
morning. I know. He's doing fine they say. I'm a bit
worried myself. What? Oh, you want to know how Mulder
is doing. Good. I know that it has been a stressful
year. Sam? She's okay, but she's been having some
nightmares. Don't be such a mother hen. I know you
think you have to make up to her for her childhood and
that you're the only parent left." 

Mulder set a place for Krycek while Scully continued
talking to her mother. Mulder asked him, "Do you think
she'll tell her ever thing?" 

"You better hope not." Krycek said. 

Scully finally hung up. She said, "Mom says hi. I
didn't know you were eating with us, Krycek." 

"I set a plate out for him, if that's alright." 

"It's perfectly fine." Scully said. 

Krycek sat down, waiting for breakfast. Scully put
down three glasses of milk down, then went back to the
stove to finish cooking. 

Scully asked, "So, what was the big man to man all
about?" 

"I was thinking of marrying Jane." Krycek replied. 

"Oh? That would be a good thing. I'm sure things will
work out just fine for you." 

Krycek said, "I hope so. I wouldn't want to get this
far and then find out it was the wrong thing to be
doing. It would be the perfect thing to happen for my
life though." 

"Don't you go saying that." Scully said. She set a
plate of toast and eggs in front of him. 

Mulder said, "So, have you thought of purchasing a
ring just yet?" 

"Yeah. I have my eye on one. It's very expensive but I
hope to be able to afford it." 

"It's worth it." Mulder said. "Scully wears both rings
all the time." 

"Funny that you two still call each other by last
names, did you know that?" Krycek said, a smile on his
face. 

"Not really. It would sound funny if I started calling
him Fox, and he hates that any ways. Samantha is the
only privileged one with that ability." 

"Yeah. I don't know if I could call her Dana either.
It would seem awkward and all." Mulder said. 

"I see. Old habits do die hard, don't they. I was just
curious." 

"I don't see myself retraining myself on that any time
soon. If people want to think it's weird they can do
that all they want." Mulder said. "Besides they
probably think I'm a nut job and a half already." 

Krycek laughed at that one. "I'm sure your neighbors
wonder about you from time to time." 

"Yeah, there is a guy who looks at me like he's an ax
murderer. Especially when he sees me hugging Sam. Must
think I'm having an affair with her or something."
Mulder said. 

"Yeah. He gawked at me the other day when I let John
come over for a visit the other day. Then the Lone
Gunmen showed up. Mulder was off doing something, I
think paperwork at the time, and I was on my way out
the door. John and I were going to go, the Gunmen
taking Little John. When we walked out the door, the
neighbor stared at us like he always does. We both
tried saying hi, but he refused to do so. I think he
thinks we all cheat on each other or something."
Scully said. 

"Gotta love your neighbor." Krycek said. 

"Okay, Mr. Rogers." Mulder said. 


Doggett was listening to music down the hall from the
bedroom in his office. He had put Samantha in the
bedroom to rest. She was tired all day long, and he
worried that she might upset her pregnancy. He had
called into Skinner already that morning, telling him
that he would need some leave for the day. 

He had picked up some paperwork to do, so he wouldn't
be wasting the day. Besides, at home he could listen
to music and not dead silence. He had it low enough to
hear if Samantha had another nightmare. 

His choice of music would have surprised any one who
knew him well enough. He had Pink Floyd going on his
stereo. He might be a skeptic, but he really enjoyed
all the strange music and science fiction. Pink Floyd
seemed to have a calming effect on him. He really
needed that today after all the upset with Samantha.
It also blocked out the boredom of paper work. 

He couldn't help but think about Samantha for a moment
before starting. She had a difficult night the night
before, and he hoped that she wouldn't have a bad day
to go with it. He was worried about her pregnancy, and
that she wouldn't be able to make it to term. 

Part of the reason he had this fear was connected to
his son. After the death of his son he was afraid of
having children again. He feared that something would
happen and he would lose another child and possibly
the wife that he had with him at that time. Now that
he had Samantha, he was very much afraid that this
would happen again. He couldn't dream of losing her.
Before he had met her life had been a little empty,
too empty. Now that she was here he knew he had
something to look forward to. He didn't have to wish
for someone any more. 

He settled down into his paperwork, letting the music
take over the thoughts he was having, its strange
sounds and rhythms making him stop worrying. He knew
it was very psychedelic in nature, but he enjoyed it
none the less. Most of his former co workers had never
known what he was like out of the office. Perhaps that
was why he had said what he had to Scully that first
day. 

The pulsating beat was so strange and so out of this
world, and he relished in it, wishing he could turn it
up, but didn't want to miss if Samantha should need
something. 

He wondered if Mulder and Scully would check up on
him, see if there was something wrong, but thought
against it a moment later, they had been there that
morning, shortly after he had called telling them of
her nightmares. He sighed. Paper work would just have
to wait. 

He shut the music off, leaving his office to check up
on Samantha. He couldn't stop worrying about her, and
since it would refuse to leave him be he decided to
check things out. 


<"NO! Don't take my baby! Please, you promised me that
my baby would be safe. Don't do this to me!!" Samantha
cried. She felt Them taking her baby out of her womb
in a slow painful manner. 

They held the dead infant above her, and she screamed.
They had killed her child. She screamed, "You godawful
bastards! You killed my child. You took my child from
me!" She noticed that the child was a boy. "My son,
you took my son from me. Why! Answer me you Black
Blooded Monsters!" 

An ABH approached her, "We had to prevent the first
earth born AHH without testing. We had to destroy it.
You know that." 

"You told me my baby would be safe. You promised me
that since I was a good test subject and that I went
so willingly and did not resist you that I would keep
my child. You liar!" 

The ABH walked away from her, leaving her to mourn her
son's death alone in darkness and fear. She feared if
she would survive the testing.> 

She woke with a start. She was crying. "Oh John, it
was terrible." 

"Sh, it's over now." 

"They took our baby from me." 

"It was a dream. Our child is still here. See, it just
kicked. It was a horrible nightmare." Doggett said
softly. He held her close to himself, knowing she had
dreamt something terrible. The loss of her child. He
knew how that felt. 

She sobbed into his shoulder, whispering, "If I were
to lose our baby, would you still love me?" She feared
that she might lose his love if she should miss carry.


"Of course I will always love you. What made you think
that I wouldn't?" Doggett asked, concerned that she
would think such a thing. 

"If I did, it would hurt you deeply, I know that you
still hurt from your son before. I just don't want the
same thing to happen for you now. I just think that it
might make you leave me." 

"I wouldn't leave you for something like that. You
can't control that. It's never your fault when a child
does not carry to term. Unless you abuse your body,
you can't expect to take blame for deaths that occur
before reaching term. Samantha, don't think I would
ever leave you for anything at all." Doggett
whispered, kissing her forehead. 

She gave him a weak smile. "I guess that dream just
made me so afraid. They took him from me, and told me
that he had to be destroyed because of the fact he
would be the first earth born AHH with no testing."
Samantha said quietly. 

"I hope that things don't come down to that. It would
be horrible for it to be that way. I want you to know
though if that does happen, I will not just stop
loving you because of it. You mean too much to me to
make me ever do that." 

"I'm awake now, and I don't think I'll be sleeping
much. What were you listening to any ways?" Samantha
asked. 

"Pink Floyd, The Wall. Why?" Doggett answered. 

"Oh, never heard it." Samantha said. 

"It doesn't really fit my personality, but I like it."
Doggett said a little shy. 

"The title suggested that. I think everyone should
like what ever they like and not what ever they are
expected to like." Samantha said. 

"Want to listen to it?" He asked, getting up from the
floor. She sat up, nodding. 

"It's weird, I'm just warning you." He smiled at her. 

"Nothing can be weirder than me." Samantha said. 

"I don't know about that. You've seen Michael Jackson,
right?" Doggett said. 

"Yeah, he's a black guy, big deal." 

"He's white now." 

"How do you go from black to white?" 

"Ask him. Let's go." Doggett said, helping her up. He
led her down the hall to his office. He said, "I hope
you enjoy it. It certainly does make doing paper work
a lot more fun. I don't think of how boring it is
then. Of course I do sing the lyrics and end up
writing them down on accident from time to time. I
hate that." 

Samantha laughed. "You do the cutest things sometimes,
did you know that?" 

"I do? No one has ever told me that before." Doggett
said. 

"Yes you do." 

"Is that a problem." 

"No. Should it be?" She asked, an eyebrow raised. 

"Guess not. I wouldn't want that to be a bad thing." 

"Aren't you supposed to be at work?" 

"Called in and asked for the day off. Thought it would
be better than sitting in the office worrying about
you." He touched her cheek with his hand. 

She said, "You shouldn't worry about me so much. I'm
not a weakling." 

"I know you're not, but I can't help it." Doggett
said, smiling at her. 

"I knew that, but you still shouldn't do that." 

"Why not? It might do you some good to have some one
worry over you." He kissed her. "Don't you think?" 

"Yeah. Now show me this music of yours." Samantha
said. 

Title: Resist or Die (Part Seven: A New Man)
Author Cinnamon Scully


Krycek left Mulder and Scully's satisfied that he had
done the right thing. It was also the first time he
had ever felt comfortable with them. He felt a lot
better now, and he knew that Mulder wasn't about to
lie to him. 

He was fumbling with the idea of buying a ring for
Jane. He was still worried that she might leave him
for someone who was better, perhaps with the correct
number of arms. Yes, though he functioned quite well
with only one arm he still felt like people gawked at
him because of his disability. He only viewed it in
this light when he knew people were staring at him.
Other than that it never was a hindrance, at any time.


He hoped that Mulder was right about the whole idea
that Jane would want him, and that he should take his
chances now. He was a little worried about Marita, but
knew that in his heart that if it came down to a fight
between her, he'd win. He was bigger, better trained,
and held his own against almost anyone. Besides,
Marita wasn't AHH. That was the only thing he feared
in a fight. 

He knew that Jane told him often that she wouldn't
love him if he wasn't the way he was. She said that
the way he was appealed to her the most. He wondered
if that was true, but knew that a look into her green
eyes told the whole truth. She did. He knew it, but
his mind refused to believe his heart. His heart
already knew, now it was just convincing his
analytical brain that his heart was the right one. 

He walked down the street after locking his car near a
jewelry store. He decided to at least buy the ring for
her. He could always ask then. He walked in the store,
and the store owner asked, "Looking for anything
particular, sir?" 

"Yeah, a ring. An engagement ring." 

"Here's our selection. I hope the lucky lady finds
them beautiful." 

"Me too. I want this to be perfect." Krycek looked
down at the different bands. Some were gold, some
silver, some had diamonds and other precious gems. He
saw a band of gold with a diamond surrounded by
emerald stones. It made him think of her eyes. She
would love it. "May I see this one?" He pointed to the
ring he had been looking at. 

"Yes." The clerk took the ring out from under the
counter. "This is a nice ring. It should make the lady
you're going to ask very happy." 

"I hope she says yes." Krycek said. 

"With this ring, it makes your love I'm sure look very
committed." 

"I know that she would like that. I'll take it." 

"$2000, sir." 

Krycek knew it might hurt his pocket book a bit. He
just didn't want to wait. He wanted to get this done
with so he could make her his wife. 

He laughed inwardly at himself. Imagine him, Alex
Krycek, definitely not the marrying type. He always
felt like Rhett Butler, the pirate blockcade runner
from Gone With the Wind. Not a gentleman by any means.
If anyone of the group was a gentleman he noticed, it
had to be John Doggett. He knew that he couldn't even
pretend all those things he did for any lady. It
wasn't him. 

He took the ring box from the clerk. "Thanks." 

He walked back out to his car. When he arrived, an
unpleasant surprise awaited him. Marita was waiting
for him. "Well, well, Alex. Have you found a new woman
that you think will make you forget me?" 

"I'm not getting into this with you. I've moved on,
why can't you?" Krycek growled. 

"Because I know you still want me. You crave my
excitement. You can't possibly be getting this with
your new woman." Marita said with a sneer. 

"Maybe I don't want your excitement. Did you ever
think that I don't want to be playing a dangerous game
all the time?" Krycek said, walking closer to her. He
was prepared to strike if necessary. 

"Oh, but you do need that danger. You'll grow bored
with her, and when you do, I'll be waiting for you.
You've always needed me to be around for that
dangerous side." 

"Listen to me, and listen very very carefully, Marita:
I'm over you. I've moved on, and I no longer need to
be consorting with people like you or that old man.
You can forget trying to get me back. I won't have
it." 

She kissed him forcefully then. "Are you sure?" 

"Yes, now get lost." He was angry now. She shouldn't
have kissed him like that. He did miss it in some part
of himself, but he knew that Jane was right for him,
and wouldn't ever use her body against him as Marita
just had. 

"What, you don't crave more, Alex?" 

"No. Now get lost before I do something I'll regret." 

"What, sleep with me?" 

"No. Kill you." 

"Alex, you couldn't kill me if you wanted to." 

"Want to make a bet. Do you see this hand? I could
easily wrap this one hand around your throat and
squeeze the life out of you. Now get lost. I want to
go home." 

"Fine. But we are not finished yet, Alex Krycek." 

Krycek sighed, getting into his car. He hated when
that woman did that to him. It was her way of getting
the upper hand. He had almost let her get that upper
hand again, but he didn't want to risk losing Jane and
become lonely all over again. 

"God damn that woman! Who does she think she is!"
Krycek muttered to himself as he drove away, home to
see Jane and ask her right away, before anything else
stupid could happen. 

Marita followed him. She wanted to know the
competition she was up against. It would make her feel
good that she could take away what Krycek was valuing
most. She had forgotten how his survival instincts
could transfer to others as well. It was a fight she
would be sorry for picking if she screwed it up at any
point. When Krycek arrived home, he walked into the
apartment. He said, "I'm home!" 

Jane came out, giving him a kiss. "Welcome home, Alex.
Is there something the matter?" She noticed his
unhappy look in his eyes. 

"It's not a big deal." Krycek said, sitting down on
the couch. He wanted to ask her, but couldn't find the
words just yet. 

"If you don't want to talk about it right now, that's
fine." Jane said, sitting down next to him. 

He fumbled around with the ring in his pocket. He
pulled the box out, waiting for the right moment to
pop the question to her. He had never done that before
and he was a little nervous. 

He noticed that she had seen what he was doing. She
asked, "What are you doing, Alex?" 

He decided to take the plunge. "Jane, I have something
to ask you. He slid off the couch, facing her on his
knees. Though this felt awkward to him, he also
noticed that it felt right. 

He opened the box, showing her the ring. "Will you
marry me, Jane?" 

Jane was smiling at him. She had been patiently
waiting for him to ask her this important question.
Now he had. It made her incredibly happy. 

"Yes. I will marry you, Alex." She said. She watched
him slide the ring on her finger. 

He got up, kissing her. "You've made me the happiest
man alive. I was so afraid that you would refuse. I
don't know what I would have done if you would have
done that." 

She kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his
neck. "I could never refuse such a sexy man like you,
especially with your leather jacket on and a beautiful
ring like that." 

He smiled devilishly at her. "I was counting on those
very factors." 

"I'm sure you were." 

Krycek was worried in the back of his mind that Marita
would go after Jane soon. He knew that soon this
apartment wouldn't be safe for them. He wondered where
he would go with her; where would the safest place be?

He sat down next to her, holding her hand. "You know,
this apartment might be getting too small." 

"Yeah. I noticed that too. It is a bit small." Jane
said. She laid her head down on his shoulder, sighing.
"I'm so happy right now." 

"I'm glad I could do something to make you happy." 

She smiled, snuggling up closer to him. This had been
the moment she had been waiting for. It made her happy
to know it had arrived.


The next morning, Krycek wanted to start narrowing
down his choices for his best man. Jane said she
already had a maid of honor picked. She would be
another abducted that she was very good friends with.
Now he only had to make his choice. 

He went to Mulder's house, thinking maybe he could ask
him, and maybe Doggett, and they could help him narrow
his search down. He knew that the Lone Gunmen wouldn't
accept, or they'd bicker to death, he knew that
Skinner would be too awkward, so it was left up to
those two. 

When he arrived, Mulder and Scully were having
breakfast with Samantha and Doggett. The four seemed
inseparable most of the time. He knocked on the back
of the kitchen door. Mulder got up to let him in. 
"What can I do for you, Krycek?" 

"I need a best man. I don't know about you, but I'm
running short on candidates." 

"Oh? Who did you have in mind?" Mulder asked. 

"Well, one of you two, actually. I can't pick Skinner,
I don't feel comfortable with that. I also can't pick
a Gunmen." 

"You got that part right. So, one of us?" Mulder
asked. 

"Yeah." 

"Congratulations on the engagement, Krycek." Doggett
said. 

"So, how should we do this, flip a coin, play Eenie
Minne Moe, rock paper siscors?" Mulder asked. 

"I don't know. What ever you think would work best."
Krycek said, bewildered about Mulder being such a
smart ass. He was also concerned about leaving Jane
behind unprotected. 

Scully said, "I say the man you feel most comfortable
with should win." 

Krycek didn't know which man he was more comfortable
with in all actuality. He still felt like he was on
the outside, and besides, Mulder and he had such a
twisted history. He also felt odd about Doggett. 

Samantha said, "Alright. You obviously don't feel like
you are more comfortable with one or the other. I say
you try to decide on how you feel it would work out
with one man or the other. If you think Fox will be
better, choose him, if you think that John will be
better, choose him." 

"Hmm. That's just the problem. I don't know." Krycek
said, confused now. He had never done anything like
this before. 

"Okay, so we're back to flipping coins and the like."
Mulder said. 

"Yeah. I guess we could just flip a coin. It might be
easier than this." Krycek dug in his pocket for a
coin. He found a quarter, handing it to Scully. 

Scully said, "What's your call, Mulder?" 

"Heads." 

Scully flipped the coin up, and it landed on the table
as Mulder had called it. 

"Looks like you're it, Mulder." Krycek said. 

"Yep." 

"It'll give me the opportunity to make sure that Sam
doesn't have anything happen any ways." Doggett said,
trying to make her miffed. He was only kidding. 

"John! Be nice now." Samantha said, laughing. 

Krycek said, "Thanks. I knew that if I came here, I'd
get this mess settled. I want all of us to be there.
Gunmen, Skinner, the works. Let's just hope some
others stay away." 

"Like?" Mulder asked. 

"Marita." 

Mulder said, "She's causing trouble again?" 

"Yeah. She's really gunning to get me back. I don't
want to be like that again. I, I must admit I almost
broke down and went with her yesterday. I don't know
if I wouldn't have had the ring with me just then that
I would have controlled myself." Krycek felt guilty
about this. He knew that he shouldn't, but he did
anyway. 

Mulder said, "She lost didn't she?" 

"Barely. She uses her body like a weapon. " Krycek
spat. 

"I'm sure that since you resisted her things will be
fine." 

"What about next time she tries to do something? What
if I can't stop myself?" Krycek felt bewildered. He
knew that Marita was wrong for him, and his heart
knew, but he was still confused. 

"I'm sure you'll know what to do when the time arises,
Krycek. You're a different man now." Scully said. She
cleared dishes away. 

"I hope so." Krycek said. 

"I know you will." Samantha said. "You love Jane too
much. I can see that here." 

Krycek smiled. "Yeah. I guess I do, don't I?" He got
up from the stool he was sitting on. "I should be
going. I don't want to leave her alone for far too
long. Marita might be after her already. I should be
there to protect her." 


He drove home. He found Jane waiting for him. "So who
is it?" 

"Mulder. They flipped a coin." Krycek said. 

"Oh?" 

"Yep." He gave her a kiss. "So, what do you want to do
today?" 

"Hmm, I don't know yet." 

"Really? You don't know what you want to do today?" He
smiled suggestively at her. 

"I think you know what you want to do." Jane said,
smiling back at him. 

"You bet I do." Krycek said, his smile becoming more
devilish by the moment. It was one of his patented
smiles that he gave her and her alone. He had never
smiled at Marita that way. He still had to tell Jane
about Marita, but that could wait. 


Later that day, Krycek watched Jane make some lunch.
It was very very domestic, but he enjoyed the scene.
It made him feel more at home. He thought over lunch
he'd tell Jane about Marita. 

She set the plates of turkey sandwiches down. They sat
down to eat. Krycek sighed, "Jane, I have to tell you
something." 

"What, Alex?" 

"You don't know another part of my past. While I
worked with the Cancer Man, I was with a woman. Her
name is Marita Corrovibus. She and I were in a power
struggle. Not just in the conspiracy, but in a
personal way." 

"What became of her?" Jane asked, looking into
Krycek's face. His eyes were full of guilt. 

"She showed up yesterday after I bought your ring. She
threatened you. Not only did she do that, she used her
body against me." 

"How?" Jane was afraid that he had done something now.


"Just kissed me. It only made me think about it for a
moment. I didn't want to jeopardize anything I have
with you. She tried to entrap me into that game we
played all the time, and I refused. Please forgive
me." Krycek said, looking down. 

"For what, for resisting a woman who can sometimes
have power over you that you don't choose to let
happen to you?" Jane was upset now. 

"I don't want you angry with me. I told you because I
thought you should know." 

"You let her kiss you?" Jane felt the tears well up in
her eyes. 

"I didn't have much of a choice. Before I knew it she
had kissed me." He knew he had screwed everything up. 

"You had plenty of choice." 

"You don't know Marita." 

She turned away from him, when he tried to talk to her
face to face. He felt defeated all of the sudden. "I
didn't want you to get angry with me if she were to
tell you. She'd tell you much worse, and it wouldn't
be the truth. I'm sorry." 

Jane still didn't look at him. "How could you even
think to go with that vixen?" 

"It's a long story." 

"We have plenty of time. I want to hear it." 

"Are you sure?" 

"YES!" 

He sat back down in the chair. "A few years ago, when
I was a double agent, Marita was assigned to work with
me to thwart Mulder and Scully. At first we kept our
distance, but soon it became this war. A power war to
get Cancer Man's favor, and a sex war on the side. I
never wanted it, it just happened. Seeing her
yesterday did stir up some of those feelings, but when
I thought of you at home, I could only feel love for
you." 

"But you wanted to screw her, didn't you." 

He was caught red handed. Yes, she still had the power
over him, but he had resisted her, hadn't he? "Yes. I
won't lie to you. I just knew that if I did, you'd
leave me. I couldn't bear for you to leave me. So I
went home and proposed to you as soon as possible. I
wanted it to be sealed. I want to be with you for the
rest of my life." 

She turned a tear streaked face towards him. "Do you
mean that?" 

"Yes, yes I do. Marita lost. You won. I couldn't love
another woman, body or soul ever again. Promise me
you'll stop being angry with me." 

Jane looked down for a moment. She said, "What if you
don't resist her once." 

"Like Mulder and Scully and even Samantha told me, I
love you too much to do that." Krycek said, softly. He
had kneeled down in front of her, taking her hand into
his. 

She looked up into his face. "You do, don't you?" 

"Yes. I don't want Marita, and I'm not a perfect
person, but I promise you that I won't be tempted by
her anymore. I might have thoughts, but I would never
act on them. I'm still moving on in a lot of ways, and
I know you're right for me." 

"I love you, Alex. I'm glad you told me." She kissed
him. 

"That was better than the kiss she gave me yesterday.
A million times better." 


Later on that week, Krycek and Jane were married.
Krycek was afraid at first, standing waiting for the
ceremony to start. It was something he had never
dreamed of doing. 

Mulder and the maid of honor made their way down the
aisle. The maid of honor was a tall, dark haired woman
with sparkling green eyes. She was AHH, as she had
told Samantha upon seeing her. 

The Gunmen and Skinner sat in the front, with Scully,
Samantha, and Doggett. Skinner saw the maid of honor,
and asked Samantha, "Who is the maid of honor?" 

"Janis Fassett. She's AHH and heads up the Resistance
in Baltimore. She's tough, many place her in second
place to me. She met Jane after an abduction, knowing
that Jane was chosen to die. They became good good
friends." 

Skinner watched her take her place on the bride's side
of the altar. The Gunmen were gawking at the dark
haired beauty. Frohike knew that he didn't have a
chance with her, Langly elbowed him to get him to stop
gawking. 

Krycek looked antsy at the altar. Mulder whispered to
him, before Jane entered. "You'll do fine." 

He nodded, hoping he was right. Jane entered finally,
and just as she stood in the door way, the sunlight
streamed down on her, making her blonde hair shimmer
like gold. Her dress was simple, but made her assets
stand out. The train was short but not too short. She
walked gracefully in it. 

Krycek was gawking, he knew he was, but he couldn't
help it. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever
seen in his entire life. She smiled brilliantly at
him. 

The rest of the ceremony was a blur, just as it had
been and will always be for all men. Before he knew
it, he was allowed to kiss the bride, his bride. Now
Marita didn't stand a chance. 

He smiled at her when the kiss was broke off. "Now,
that kiss was the best kiss I've ever had." 

"How do you know you won't be getting more kisses like
that? You never know what you can be expecting later."
She raised her eye brows suggestively. "Two can play
at this game." 

Krycek enjoyed the game with her. He knew that he
would have to go to the reception, besides who could
miss out on a party that would so much fun. 

Mulder gave him a thumbs up when they made it out of
the church. Krycek was extremely happy that this had
happened. He knew that he had done the right thing.
Now that Jane and he were married, he hoped that
Marita would stay out of it. It would make things all
that much better in the end. 

"Shall we go to the reception?" Krycek asked. 

"Yes." 

Janis introduced to Krycek. "I see you won my best
friend." Her voice was deep and rich. 

"Yes, looks like I have." Krycek smiled at her. 

Skinner merely wanted to get to the reception to
introduce himself to Janis. She looked as confident as
Samantha did. He wondered what she was like, and
thought he could at least get to know her. 

Title Resist or Die (Part Eight Obstacles and Triumph
Author: Cinnamon Scully

They went to the reception, hoping that it would go as
smoothly as the wedding had that day. Krycek really
hoped so, mainly because he didn't want Jane to see
him in one of his worse lights. He would get a little
violent if Marita showed, he knew that he would. 

Skinner got the courage to introduce himself to Janis.
He outstretched his hand to her, "Walter Skinner. I'm
the A.D. who works with Mulder, Scully, and Doggett." 

"Nice to meet you." She shook his hand, her own shake
firm. She said, "So, you met Samantha through her
brother?" 

"Yes. I've known Agent Mulder for a very long time
now. We've been in Samantha's Resistance for awhile
now." Skinner said. 

"I've always wanted to meet Samantha and Fox. They are
quite the legends around the Resistance. I heard about
him while I was in Baltimore, and it's always been a
dream to meet either one." Her melodious voice was
strong and confident. 

"I know that Agent Mulder looked for Samantha for
years, and I watched that search." 

"Ah." Janis didn't know what to think of Skinner. She
was trying to figure out how else he was involved in
the Resistance. 

Krycek was talking to Jane when all of the sudden the
reception hall was disturbed. Marita stormed into the
hall. "Alex Krycek! I think we have some unfinished
business." 

Krycek stood up, walking towards her. "I think you're
mistaken, Marita. I'm a married man now." 

"Married and I'm the Queen of England. You may be
legally married, but you'll always be mine where it
counts." Marita sneered at him. 

Krycek sneered back. "Don't make me do this to you." 

"What, show your little wife what you really are? A
cheat?" 

"You know what I mean. I don't want to be violent." He
had lowered his voice so she could only hear. "Marita
leave. You don't know what could happen here." 

Samantha's blood boiled. She got up, ignoring
Doggett's protests. "I believe you should be leaving,
miss." 

"Who the hell are you?" Marita snapped. 

"Who the hell am I? I'm Samantha Mulder, that's the
hell who." 

"You are not." 

"Don't make me angry." Samantha was obviously pregnant
now. She made her way slowly towards Marita. 

"Alex Krycek, tough man being defended by a pregnant
woman who is delusional." Marita laughed for a moment.
It would not last long. 

"Listen to me carefully, Marita." She decided to go
more direct. She cloaked herself, and spoke from thin
air. "I'm an Alien Human Hybrid. You may not be afraid
of a pregnant woman, but you will be afraid of an
AHH." 

Marita's eyes widened. "What are you?" 

"Leave, before I show you what else I am capable of."
She forced Marita to move towards the door by making
her body disobey her mind. She protested, but
eventually was pushed mentally out the door. "Don't
disturb this reception again. I don't want to make you
very sorry." 

Marita did as told. She did have information now, she
could get to Cancer Man. 

As soon as Marita left, Samantha reappeared, and
collapsed to the floor. She was panting. Doggett and
Mulder ran towards her. Doggett asked, "Are you okay,
Sam?" 

Sweat was appearing on her brow. Scully took over the
situation. "Take her to a hospital now!" 

Doggett easily lifted his wife into his arms. He was
very afraid now. If this forced her to miss carry or
die he would make someone pay for it. 


Meanwhile, Janis and Skinner were talking in another
area, away from the action. They had decided to talk
to one another, away from everyone else. 

Skinner said, "It's been difficult these past few
years. The last few months have been the most
stressful." 

"Oh?" 

"Yeah. Krycek met Jane when he went on a hunch to save
Doggett's life. He knew that if Doggett died of cancer
that Samantha would go with him. Those two are very
much in love. She was abducted and shortly after she
was returned, Cancer Man decided to have Doggett
taken." 

"That's so sad." 

"Yeah, she nearly lost him. I guess when Krycek went
up to try his hunch out, he met her, and they shortly
after fell in love. It's a tangled web. Enough about
all of that, tell me something about you." Skinner
said, looking at her tall form sitting not far from
his. 

"Well, I've been abducted since I was fourteen. I was
made AHH not long after my first abduction. When I
returned to Earth, I ran away form the ABH guarding me
and ran into a MUFON group in Baltimore. The ABH found
me, making me return to the ship. That's where I met
Jane." Janis's voice was thick with emotion, but she
had strength like steel behind her pain. 

"I'm sorry." 

"Don't be. It's the way things are. I can't change
them, and neither can you. I make the best of what I
have." Janis smiled a brilliant smile at him. 

Skinner could see that she was not a weakling by any
means. He was sure that if need be she could make any
man very afraid of her with only a steely gaze. 

He said, "So, what happened when you returned to
Earth?" 

"We went back to that MUFON group and they tried to
hide us as best as they could. She was dying, and I
was so very close to her, she's like a sister to me." 

"I can see that." He inched closer to her. She
noticed, but didn't seem to mind it. 

"Watching Jane slowly die and recuperate time and time
again nearly broke my heart, but I gathered strength
to fight for her." Janis said. She didn't want Skinner
to see any weaknesses in her. 

He silently took her hand. "You don't have to hide how
hard this is. Scully went through the same thing, and
I watched with Mulder as she nearly died from cancer.
It's okay to be a bit upset, it's not an easy topic." 

"Yeah, it's not." She didn't pull back her hand from
his, in fact she seemed to welcome its touch. She
looked into his face, her green eyes catching the dim
light like a cat's. 

"Would you like to go to dinner with me some night?"
Skinner asked suddenly. He thought it would be
perfect. Better than being at some one's wedding
reception. 

"I would like that very much." Janis said. She smiled,
and Skinner knew he was lost all of the sudden. This
woman could sure stand through anything she wanted to.


His phone rang loudly in the empty hall. "Excuse me, I
must take this." He stood up, answering it. "Skinner."

He heard Mulder say in the phone, "Skin Man, we have a
problem. Where are you and Janis any ways?" 

"What's the problem, Mulder?" 

"Samantha. We're taking her to the hospital. Marita
upset her when she showed up and Sam over exerted
herself." 

"I'm on my way." He hung up. 

Janis watched him sigh, pocketing his phone. He looked
guilty for a moment. "What's wrong?" 

"Samantha. She's on her way to the hospital." 

"For what? What's the matter?" 

"She's pregnant, and she over exerted herself. I
figure she used some AHH tricks to scare Marita, the
woman who is in pursuit of Krycek. She takes so much
responsibility for all of her Resistors." 

"She doesn't seem to be the only one who tends to
think they are responsible for those below them." She
smiled at him. "We should get down there." 


When they got to the hospital, Doggett allowed the
doctors to take Samantha from him. They took her to
the ER right away, to check her out. Doggett watched
with fear in his eyes. 

Krycek and Jane stood behind him, still dressed for
their wedding. They watched him grow worrisome. Mulder
said behind them, "She should be fine, she just
happened to over extend her energy. I don't think
she's ever been pregnant while trying to exert any
power like she did. They give her some rest and she
should be fine." 

Jane saw Skinner and Janis arrive. She said, "Janis,
it was terrible." 

Janis hugged Jane, trying to calm her down. She then
handed Jane over to Krycek. "Alright, until Samantha
is back on her feet, I'd like to ask Mulder here if I
can take command for a bit." 

"Sure. I should keep Doggett from going over the edge
from worry any ways." 

"Good. Now, I want the wedding couple to go home and
change. Avoid the woman who caused this. Come back
here once you've done that. I'm going to have to see
if her baby is okay myself. I don't trust doctors,
especially if they find out her identity and what that
baby is." 

Doggett turned around. "What do you mean what the baby
is." He said it in a tight voice. 

"That child is the first AHH born with out testing. If
those doctors know what she is, and are in any way
connected to the conspiracy, they will kill it." 

"Her dream. Oh God. I have to get in there." Doggett
was upset now. 

"John, what dream?" Scully asked. 

"Sam, she dreamt that They would take her baby."
Doggett said. 

Janis said, "We don't have much time. Scully, Doggett,
do you have your weapons handy?" 

"Yes." They both responded. 

"Mulder, you and I are going in there to see what they
are up to. If they are up to something bad, we'll send
out a thought to you." 

Skinner watched her take over in fascination. She was
in command now. 

They wouldn't need that signal. Samantha screamed,
"JOHN! DON'T TAKE MY BABY, NO!" 

Doggett didn't wait, he had his gun drawn and he flew
through the door. He wasn't about to let some stupid
doctors take his child. He was not about to let a
second child go without a fight. 

Doggett rushed just in time. He shouted, "F.B.I.! What
the hell are you doin' to my wife!" 

The doctors looked up in surprise. They were about to
do what they had been ordered to do. They were going
to cause her to have an abortion. 

She screamed, fearing the worse. Doggett slammed one
doctor to the floor. Rage had taken over his body now,
and he was ready to explode on anyone who got in his
way. 

He had his gun drawn, ready to fire at anytime.
Another doctor tried to subdue him and he easily
punched that guy. Mulder had finally rushed in,
helping him take a few more of the doctors out. 

Once Doggett had gotten the doctors away from
Samantha, he helped her up from the table. The doctor
he had slammed down to the floor got up, trying to
stop him. He took the butt of his gun, slamming it in
to the man's nose. 

He lifted Samantha up off the bed, carrying her, while
hoping Mulder would stop any attack from his rear. He
walked back out, holding Samantha. Scully took his gun
from him. 

Scully said, "Take her to the car. I'll look at her
myself. Obviously we can't trust the hospitals
anymore. I'm so sorry this happened." 

Doggett sighed. "You got that right." He carried the
limp Samantha to the car waiting in the back. He was
very very angry about this whole ordeal. It shouldn't
have happened that way. 

He placed her down gently in the back seat, himself
getting in with her. He leaned her up against his
shoulder, so that she wouldn't fall. He didn't want
her to get worse off than she already was. 

<Damn them. Who told them to do that to her?> He
looked down at Samantha, touching her face with the
back of his hand, to see if she was conscious and to
see if she ran a fever. She was hot, fever alright,
but not awake. 

Scully climbed into the drivers seat. "Mulder said
he'll get home with Krycek. I'll take her to your
place." 

Doggett nodded. He put his arm around her, holding her
close. He glared out the window, knowing that the
hospital had just tried to kill his child. It made him
very very angry. 

Scully noticed his sour mood from the back of the
seat. "John, she's going to need medical attention
some way. We need to do something, or she might miss
carry any ways. I don't know what else to tell you." 

"I know. That hospital tried to make her miss carry
anyway." Doggett said, softly. He didn't want to wake
Samantha. 

"I'll give her a check over when we get to your place.
I suggest she gets plenty of rest. She wore herself
out when Marita showed up." Scully said. 

"What was she thinking anyway?" Doggett said. 

"Samantha? That she should protect the man who had
saved your life. Marita? That she should do whatever
she could to get Krycek back." Scully replied. 

"I wish Samantha would have let anyone else deal with
that situation." 

"I know. Let's just get her home." Scully said. When
they arrived at home, Doggett carried Samantha up the
stairs. He put her in the bed, and Scully came in to
check on her. Scully said, "She's exhausted, other
than that she's fine. So's the little one. I say we
let her sleep the night and check up on her in the
morning." 

"Sounds good. Thanks for helpin' out." Doggett said. 

"Not a problem. Just keep her safe and things should
be fine. I'm going to do a back ground check of all
hospitals in the area. We should make sure when it's
time for the baby to make his or her appearance she's
in good hands." Scully said. 

"Good idea." Doggett said. He hugged Scully in thanks
before she left. Scully smiled at him. 

"Remember to keep her safe." Scully left. 

Doggett crawled into the bed next to Samantha. He
wrapped his arms around her, hoping it would make her
feel safer. He whispered, "It's okay, Sam. I'm here,
and nothing is going to hurt you now." He heard her
sigh contentedly. It made him feel relieved. 

He slowly fell asleep, listening to her even breaths
in sleep. He snuggled up to her, becoming almost as a
blanket to her form. Samantha woke for a moment,
hearing his soft snores. It comforted her to hear
them. She rolled over, facing him now. She snuggled
into his chest, promptly falling back to sleep. 

Mulder came to check up on them, now on guard duty on
the first shift. He and Scully would alternate. Little
John was staying at the Gunmen's. He peeked into the
room, seeing them fast asleep. It made him smile. He
closed the door. 

Scully asked quietly, preparing to sleep on the sofa,
"How they doing?" 

"Spooned up like baby cats, Scully, spooned up like
baby cats." Mulder said with a smile. He saw Scully
roll her eyes at his comment. "What? Did I say
something wrong?" 

"No Mulder. You just will never grow up, that's all." 

Mulder put his pouty face on. He said, "What if I
did?" 

"Then you wouldn't be you." Scully said. She motioned
him over. "Give me a good night kiss before I go to
sleep." 

Mulder obliged her by doing so. He smiled, "Too bad I
can't give you more than that, Scully." 

Scully hit his arm. "Get your mind out of the gutter."


"Never, Scully, never." Mulder said with a smile. He
sat on his watch, while Scully drifted off to sleep. 


Meanwhile, Krycek and Jane met Janis and Skinner back
at the hospital parking lot. Janis told them what had
happened. She said, "I think you two ought to shack up
some where else for the night." 

"I think so too. Marita is up to something dangerous."


"Hmm, you'll want to be alone, I know that. You drive
to my place in D.C. This Marita never even saw me.
I'll go home with Walter here. It seems logical to
me." Janis said, eying the newly weds. 

Krycek gave her his patented devilish smile. "Why
thank you for the generous offer, Miss Fassett." 

"Not a problem. I don't seem to have a problem with
the whole idea myself." Janis said. 

Skinner felt embarrassed suddenly. He saw Jane and
Krycek climb into an unmarked car. He refused to drive
in a "Just Married" car. He said, "Directions?" 

"Here, follow these. I wrote them up before you showed
up." Janis said, handing them to Krycek. Krycek nodded
his thanks, pulling away. 

Skinner said, "So, you're staying with me for the
night." 

"We're both adults, Walter. Don't be foolish." Janis
said, though a smile crossed her lips. She was enticed
by him none the less. She wasn't sure if she should
let him in on that just yet. 

She climbed into the passenger seat of his car.
Skinner sighed. He got into the driver's seat, pulling
away, heading home. He wondered what would happen
while he was with Janis tonight. Probably nothing but
sleep. 

When he arrived home, Skinner opened his apartment,
letting Janis in before him. She shrugged her coat
off, hanging it up. She looked around his apartment,
approving of what she saw. He was neat, but not overly
neat. 

Skinner watched as she sat down on the sofa in his
living room. She let out a sigh. "This is a
comfortable couch. It has been a long day, hasn't it?"


"Yes, I'd agree with you there. I hope Samantha is
fine now." 

"With that gentleman to watch her like a hawk? I
wouldn't worry. Doggett will keep her safe. He does
have a temper, doesn't he?" 

"Only if you cross him, it seems. Or rather if you
mess with those he loves." Skinner said. He hung up
his trench coat next to her small jacket. 

He decided to take the plunge and sit down next to
her. It was his apartment after all. Why the hell
shouldn't he be able to sit on his own sofa in his own
apartment. 

She opened her eye, and she looked almost feminine. He
could only think of Scarlett O'hara. The same features
marked her face, but she looked more compassionate
than Scarlett ever had. She had that back bone that
Scarlett was known for, though. That back bone
appealed most to him. 

She said, "So, what would you like to do now?" 
He wondered what he should say. He knew that he could
be entering dangerous ground with his answer. He kept
himself under control, answering, "What ever you want
to do." 

"You're lying." 

So she was like Samantha. She could tell you what you
were thinking, too. He wondered what he should tell
her. "It's partly true." 

"Yes, yes it is. You don't want to offend me, do you?"
She asked it, sitting forward, her dark hair framing
her crystal green eyes and her plump pink lips. 

"I don't want to offend you." Skinner was a little
lost, simply because he didn't know what she would
want from him. 

"How about a kiss? You obviously would like to give me
one." She titled her head, waiting for his answer. 

"Would you really want that?" Skinner asked. He had
just met this woman, but it wasn't odd for him to kiss
a woman he had just met. 

"Yes. I would like that very much." She said. Her eyes
caught the light like a cat's again. He was reminded
of how much she was like a cat again. 

He leaned in closer, after he moved down the couch
closer to her. He kissed her, slowly at first. He was
sure that if he didn't do this right she would get up
and leave. 

She deepened the kiss instead. "You're not that bad,
did you know that?" 

Skinner could only smile, before kissing her again. 


When Krycek finally found Janis's place, he lead her
up to the door. "This is the place, I'd guess." He
smiled at her. 

They entered the neat apartment. He said, "Sit on the
couch." She did as told. As soon as he locked the
door, he sat down next to her. He said in Russian, "Ya
vas lyublyu. It means I love you." 

She was surprised. "What language did you just speak?"


"Russian. I lived there for awhile as a little boy,
but I don't speak it very often, except when I'm
usually angry or, well like now." 

She didn't know what think. "Wow. I don't know any
other languages. I guess that's okay." 

"Yeah. It's perfectly fine. Not a problem. I just
thought I'd share that with you. You know, let you
hear Russian." 

"I feel like I'm Jane Bond here." 

He laughed then. "Perhaps you do. Is that a bad
thing?" 

"Yes and no." 

"Why no?" 

"I don't have that suave nature Bond does. I can't
just twist anyone around my finger to get them to
sleep with me." 

"Who said suavity was everything?" He smiled at her.
"Just be you. It would be better than if you were like
someone else. 

"Really?" 

"Definitely." He kissed her. She put her hands on his
sides, while he put his hand up to her neck, caressing
it as he kissed her. "I think more so. I wouldn't be
here right now if you hadn't been the way you are." 

"That's a comfort. I'm sure Marita would have tried. .
." 

"Sh, don't mention that woman. Tonight is about us."
He smiled into her face, leaning in for another kiss.
"You're all I want to think about tonight." 

Jane smiled back at him when he broke off the kiss.
"That's a comforting thought. I only want to think of
you tonight, too. Just think, we're husband and wife
now." 

"Yes. That's what makes it so exciting, don't you
think?" He said, kissing her neck suddenly. He smiled
at her again. He wanted to see her reaction to his
move. 

She said, "Yes. That is the exciting part. I just hope
you don't get bored with me after awhile." 

"I could never get bored with you. I want you to know
that. Each day I learn something new about you anyway,
don't I? I'm going to try to, at least." Krycek kissed
her again, moving down to her neck again. 

"I hope you accomplish that goal, too." Jane said,
gasping suddenly. 

"I will, I guarantee that." 


The next morning dawned bright and early. Doggett was
still asleep when Scully came into check up on
Samantha. His soft snores seemed to be coming from her
hair, as she had rolled over in her sleep during the
night. Scully smiled. 

She approached slowly, not wanting to wake them, or
startle them for that matter. Some how during the
night he had managed to pull a blanket over both of
them. She hoped that things would be okay, and that
they would stay this peaceful. 

She tapped Doggett on the shoulder first, waking him.
"John, I need to see Samantha, see if she's doing
okay." 

He lifted his head, groggy from sleep. "Alright. I'll
wake her." His eyes were still clouded with sleep, and
a large yawn escaped him. He touched Samantha's
shoulder lightly, tapping her. Samantha woke, rolling
over to face him. 

Scully said, "Samantha, let me see you for a moment,
will you?" 

Samantha turned her head back to face Scully. "Sure." 
Scully checked her over, looking to see if there was
any blood, indicating a miscarriage. She found none.
Then she checked for a fever, finding none. She said,
"Things seem to be fine. You just over exerted
yourself last night. I say you just rest until your
due date, that way your baby survives, alright?" 

Samantha yawned. "Yes, Dr. Scully." 

Scully smiled. Brother like sister. Both Mulders would
always respond that way. She shook her head. "Get some
more sleep. I'm sure Mulder will wake and make
breakfast a little later. You don't have to be up any
ways." 

Samantha smiled. She said, "Thank you." 

Scully exited the room, leaving an already dozing off
Doggett and a happy Samantha behind. Samantha snuggled
up to Doggett, sighing. He opened one eye, asking,
"What's the matter?" 

"Nothing. I'm just happy." 

"Oh." He was asleep before she could say anything
else. She wondered if she was the one who was
exhausted, if he was the one and Scully had it wrong.
He was being cute, she admitted. She fell asleep,
listening to his even breathing. 


Skinner woke alone in his bedroom the next morning. He
had decided to let Janis take the couch, after an
argument about who would sleep where. If it had been
up to him. . . He wouldn't think of that now. Rather,
he would think of going out to eat, take her out to
breakfast. He got dressed, exiting his bedroom to see
her up watching the morning news. 

"Good. We came off clean, Walter." Janis said, not
even turning around to look at him. 

"What do you mean?" 

"Doggett's Rampage, as I'd like to call it, didn't
make the local news. We're in luck there." 

"That's good. Would you like to go to breakfast with
me?" 

"Sure." 

Skinner grabbed his coat and waited for her to put
her's on. She smiled at him. "Let's go." 

Skinner thought about the kiss they had shared the
night before. He wondered if it would happen again, or
if he should just give up on the whole thing now. 

"Give up on what?" Janis said with a smile. She knew
what he was thinking. 

"Don't go reading other people's minds. It's sort of
rude." Skinner said, trying to be angry. It didn't
work. 

"I can't help that you're thinking too loudly." Janis
said. "Besides, I wouldn't give up just yet any ways.
You never know what surprised could be in store for
you." 

Skinner had to smile at that one. They walked out to
the car parked in the lot by his building. He let her
get in, and he pulled away to go to the restaurant. 

When they arrived, Skinner said, "Well, let's go in.
I'm absolutely famished." 

"Me too." 

When they got inside, they were seated. Skinner asked
her, "So, do you think we should check up on
Samantha?" 

"I think so, but if anything new would have come up, I
think they might have told us by now." Janis said, her
green eyes pinning him. 

He nodded, looking at his menu, trying to decide what
he wanted for breakfast. He finally decided upon
having the steak and eggs meal. Janis selected an
omelette with a side of pancakes. 

She said, "Walter, you're avoiding a subject again." 

"Oh?" He wanted to sound more confident than he felt.
He knew that she was pretty and strong, but he didn't
know if she liked him the way he obviously liked her. 

"You know the topic I'm talking about." Janis said. 

"You mean the kiss we had last night?" He jumped right
in for the kill. 

"Yes. That is what I'm talking about." Janis said. 

"What about it?" 

"How about later we try that again? Like I said, don't
give up just yet." Janis looked at him with sparkling
green eyes. 

He smiled back at her. "Fine, I won't then. I don't
think I can just give up that easily." 

"Good. I wouldn't want you to." She smiled at him,
waiting for her food to arrive. 


The Lone Gunmen decided they would stop by to see if
Samantha was alright, and reunite Little John with his
parents. They bickered the entire way, and when they
arrived, Langly was already crabby. 

Frohike knocked on the door, Scully answering. "Why
hello Agent Scully." Frohike put on his best smile. 
Scully rolled her eyes. "Come on in. Be quiet. They
are still asleep upstairs. 

The Gunmen entered the house, going to the kitchen.
They sat down at the table, where Mulder sat, drinking
coffee trying to stay awake, but looked as if he was
not succeeding very well. 

Frohike clapped him on the back, and Mulder glared at
him. Langly said, "Good one, Dohike. Make him even
more crabby." 

"What do you three want?" Mulder said, his voice
tired. 

"We brought Little John back. Thought you might want
him around." 

"Thanks." Mulder never made it to sleep. He stayed up
with Scully on her watch, unable to sleep. Now he felt
like he could sleep forever. He was ready to drop. 
Suddenly the phone rang, making Mulder jump. He
answered it, "Doggett's Residence." 

Krycek asked, "How's Samantha, Mulder?" 

"Sleeping like I should be." 

"You sound tired." 

"Didn't sleep last night." 

"Someone show up?" 

"No." 

"Is Doggett awake?" 

"No, he and Samantha are sleeping still. Scully said
that she wondered if she was looking over the right
person. Doggett looked positively exhausted, or he was
just being lazy." 

"I'll take the second part over the first any day.
Jane and I were going to stop by later on, if that was
alright." 

"It should be fine." 

"Go to bed, Mulder. I'm sure Scully will tell you the
same thing." 

"Alright, mother hen." Mulder hung up, looking at the
Gunmen standing there for a moment. "Sit down or
something. You're creeping me out standing there like
that." 

Scully came in. "Mulder, go to that couch and sleep
now." 

Mulder smiled weakly at her. He said, "Alright, I'm
going. I don't want you three to be bickering, do you
hear me. I want to sleep." 

The Gunmen nodded. Mulder got up from the table,
giving Scully a quick kiss as he went by. He climbed
onto the sofa, literally collapsing onto it, asleep as
soon as he was laid down. 

Just as he fell asleep, Doggett and Samantha made
their way down the stairs. Samantha made sure that
Doggett was quiet. She said, "Fox is sleeping. Let's
be quiet." 

Doggett nodded. He saw Mulder's arm hanging over the
edge, and his long form in a comfortable position he
knew he couldn't have found while he tried to sleep on
the thing. 

They entered the kitchen, finding the Gunmen there.
Doggett said softly, "When did you three arrive?" 

"Just before you two lazy people got up." Frohike
said. 


Marita was speaking with the Cancer Man. "That stupid
Alex left me for another woman." 

Cancer Man looked amused by her tirade. He emitted a
puff of smoke, saying, "You know, I have a plan to get
Samantha Mulder back. I need her to make the perfect
AHH. I can get Krycek too, if you would like." 

Marita turned around. "You mean that witch that told
me to get lost at Alex's wedding reception. Is that
what she is, for real? She said she was." 

"Yes. The plan I have will stretch your patience
level, but you can handle it for the sweet honey it
will bring, can't you?" Cancer Man let another puff of
smoke go. 

"What is your plan?" 

"The ABH I have says that we can get a hold of
Samantha Mulder in a few years. He can make something
happen. She'll make a mistake. We get them the Earth
born AHH with out testing, and they'll give us what we
want." 

"Why the time lapse?" 

"He said something about how if they didn't do things
that way, they would end up losing their best test
subject ever. That would be Samantha Mulder, I'm
assuming." 

"I see. So, we wait a few years. She thinks things are
okay, we abduct the kid, and she follows right into
the trap we've set for her. I like it. Now, how do we
throw Alex into the mess?" 

"He'll try to help her find her child. You know that
he will. He'll step up saying he knows the most about
us, and he'll come to get the child, before she can
get upset." 

"I see." Marita said. She narrowed her eyes. "This had
better work, old man, or so help me God. I will kill
you for the failure." 

"So much like Alex. You won't kill me anymore than he
could. He threatened me much the same way you just
did, and it never went anywhere." 

"I'm different, old man. I don't need you like he did.
Like I am his weakness, so are you." Marita said,
glaring at the Cancer Man. 

"We'll see about that. I think you have a lot of
promise, as long as you keep yourself under control."
Cancer Man said, walking swiftly away. He didn't want
to hear any more crazy plots from the woman. 


A couple of months later, it happened. Samantha woke
one morning, early. "John, it's time." 

Doggett woke, quickly. He asked excitedly, "Are you
sure?" 

"Most definitely." She heaved as a contraction hit
her. "I have to get to the hospital now!" She let a
scream go, and bit her lip. 

Doggett got up, dressing quickly. He helped Samantha
up from the bed. She pulled all of her instincts that
she had from the testing to mind. She would no longer
feel any pain. 

They made it to the car, and Doggett got in, speeding
down the street. He asked, "Are you alright?" 

"I'm fine, John. Just hurry." 

Doggett pulled into the hospital, yelling at
personnel. "My wife is in labor! Get a doctor now!" 

The nurses disbanded like a flock of birds, going off
into different directions. Doggett helped her along
until a nurse brought a gurney to place her onto it. 

Doggett had remembered his cell phone. As the wheeled
Samantha away, and as he ran along side of her, he
called Mulder and Scully to tell them the news.
"Samantha's going to have the baby now!" 

Mulder asked, "We'll be right down. I know Scully
wants to make sure the hospital is still safe. Stay
with her." 

"I will." He hung up, getting into scrubs. He stood by
Samantha and she squeezed his hand from time to time. 

It wasn't too bad and her eyes were clouded, with what
he thought for a moment looked like Black Oil. He
assumed she used it to block pain. 

Mulder and Scully rushed to the hospital, standing
outside. Mulder was anxious. Scully was happy. They
went inside, scrubbing up. Samantha was quiet, and
Scully said, "What's wrong?" 

Doggett said, "It's an AHH thing, I'm guessing." 

Scully nodded. She watched the doctors deliver the
easy birth. A son was suddenly held up for all to see.


Doggett saw the film quickly slide from Samantha's
eyes. She smiled up at him. "The first Earth born AHH
to be born to an AHH mother." 

He smiled back at her, holding her hand. She asked,
"Can I see my baby?" 

The doctors finished cleaning up the infant. They
handed the baby to Samantha. The doctors would not
remember any part of the way Samantha was during the
birth. She had already made up new memories for them. 

She looked into her son's tiny face. She said, "Why
hello there, Andrew John Doggett." The baby opened his
new born eyes, and looked up to his mother. He did the
extraordinary then. <Hello Mother.> Samantha looked up
into Doggett's shocked face. He had heard his son
think to Samantha. Samantha handed the child to
Doggett. 

Doggett looked into his son's face. He noticed right
away the intelligence. He was still shaken by the fact
that his son could telepathically speak already. 

Samantha said, "He was born that way. I figure he was
watching us all that time, learning the language,
knowing his telepathic communication would be all he
had for awhile." 

Doggett smiled at her. "Well, if anything, he's got my
eyes and my nose." He turned to Mulder and Scully.
"Meet Andrew John Doggett." His face was of pure
fatherhood. Scully could only smile at him with his
new son. 



Author Notes: The characters of Jane and Janis are
mine and mine alone. I created them because they were
necessary for the story to continue on. I hope you
enjoyed this story. I know that it has been a lot of
work, not only for me, but for you, the reader. Thanks
for reading this story