Uhm, Krycek not sounding like an innocent choirboy and instead going down the sociopath road that Dexter travels so gracefully. Also keeping out any slash references and not make him molester a comatose Mulder – even if it would be fun - just because I would set the whole fic up as slash in my current stage of writing and instead focus on what I originally had intended for it.
Well, he states his deep regret of being unable to jerk off to Scully carrying another man child. See, how I evaded the father question here? I so see CMS as the successful and creepy donor - So does Krycek, even when he never says so.
What, my plot? No, never - I just had to state an side-remark about Krycek being under constant surveillance and bored out of his mind in his New Yorker office. That did the trick - In an indirect kind of way.
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whats this fic about again? i had sleeping maddness the last time we spoke.
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