TITLE: CHICAGO STORIES II: KRYCEK INTERLUDE I
AUTHOR: WPAdmirer@aol.com  
ARCHIVE: Yes, but please write and tell me where.
CATEGORY: Slash Crossover (XF-ER) Skinner/John Carter, AU (Alternate Universe - cause damnit, I like the beard)
SPOILERS: None
RATING: PG-13, language
SUMMARY: Krycek's really annoyed. Like I care.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I got tired of waiting for some good John Carter slash, and there's never enough Skinner fic to suit me. The full set of stories (thus far) can be found at the ER nfic site: 
http://www.oocities.org/TelevisionCity/Studio/5437/wpadmirer.htm  and my own site:
http://chateauke.simplenet.com/chimerical/chicago/index.htm 
DISCLAIMER: It's not the author's intention to infringe upon or profit from the characters created and owned by Chris Carter, 1013 Productions or the Fox Network, nor Warner Brothers and NBC. Skinner and Carter were borrowed temporarily and returned almost immediately. 
SPECIAL THANKS: To KiMeriKal and ewade for beta reading and friendship.
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CHICAGO STORIES II: KRYCEK INTERLUDE I

by WPAdmirer


Krycek pulled off the headphones and threw them to the floor. Some fucking asshole doctor in Chicago was fucking with his plans. Goddamnit. 

Krycek pushed the chair back from the table, but left the tape running. He would need to know Skinner's flight plans, and with any luck he'd make them tonight. Clearly he was going to have to go to Chicago and deal with this situation himself. If Skinner got outed he'd be useless, a total waste of the damned nanocytes. Krycek needed Skinner in the FBI. He needed his access to Mulder and Scully. And now some stupid, fuckhead, jerkass, asshole doctor in Chicago was fucking everything up.

The tape clicked on again. Krycek grabbed up the headphones and held one side to his ear. Skinner was making a reservation. A five-thirty flight.  He'd be in Chicago by six-thirty. Then a reservation for a car. The tape stopped again and Krycek laid the headphones down on the table next to the recorder. 

John Carter became a bigger liability to Skinner every day. And that meant he became a bigger liability to Krycek. He should have let him die.  That way Skinner would have never known for sure it was him that had done it. It'd be yet another mystery, like Mulder's father and Scully's sister. 

Unfortunately he hadn't thought it all through. He'd been winging it and he'd made a mistake. He'd thought Carter was worth something alive. 

But now, if he killed Carter now, Skinner would know. Some mistakes really came back to haunt you.

"Fuck." Krycek picked up his cellular phone from the desk. "Fucking Chicago."


The End