From: "David Hearne" Date: Tue, 21 Nov 2000 13:06:39 -0500 Subject: xfc: Thoughts of a Trapped Man 2 (1 of 1) Source: xfc TITLE: THOUGHTS OF A TRAPPED MAN 2 (1 of 1) AUTHOR: DAVID HEARNE CLASSIFICATION: Post-ep for "Apocrypha" SPOILERS: Apocrypha, The Blessing Way, Paperclip RATING: R Send feedback to ottercrk@sover.net Website is located at http://members.dencity.com/hearne XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX All right, let's see if I can do it right this time. Christ, I don't need any another screw-up. Krycek took the blame for that last mistake, but it's just me now. You would think that I would be better at this. After blowing out the brains of Sandinistas from a hundred yards, one FBI agent would be no problem. Well, it has become a problem. My boss has made that clear. I can still remember him pointing a cigarette at me and saying, "You take care of this. Or I will take care of you." Okay. It's simple now. Just fling open the door, shoot the bald-headed bastard, drop the gun and take off. Piece of... Shit! Who... Gotta go. Gotta run. Ah, man, everything's fucked up. I didn't even hit the lady who was with Skinner. Lady? Wait. That red hair... Now *this* is fucked-up. Is she chasing me? Hell, yes, she is. Of all the people in the world to be in that ambulance, it would have to be her. Oh, thank you, God. Just what I need. Maybe I can lose her in this alley. OW! I tripped. Jesus fucking Christ, I actually tripped. Like some dumb blonde in a slasher movie. And now she's looking at me, pointing a gun at my face. All right. Stay cool. She doesn't know you were there in her apartment. She doesn't know you pulled the trigger. That look on her face...so angry... She *does* know. This can't be happening. This can't be happening. Now she's screaming at me. I'm stuttering and trembling. I'm thinking about a torture session I witnessed in a Chilean cell. I must look just like that prisoner now. But the torturers then were cool and indifferent. This woman is in a rage. I can already hear the sound of her gun firing. I can feel how badly she wants to pull the trigger. I've got to do something. I give her a name. Krycek. Yes, blame it on Krycek. She's not buying it. Oh, god, I'm gonna start crying. I'm gonna beg this woman for my life. I used to be so hard once. Now I'm nothing. I'm just a target in this woman's sights. Wait. She doesn't look so sure now. Please, Agent Scully, don't do it. The cops. The cops are here. Scully is sighing now. She's gonna let me go. I'm not going to be killed here after all. It doesn't matter. I'm already a dead man. And I'm going to take the memory of her angry face to my grave. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX