Title: Big Dog's Movin' In
Author: Peach
Email address: Peach1250@hotmail.com
Fandom: X-Files
Pairings: Skinner/Krycek/Doggett
Warnings: This story contains m/m/m sexual relationship.
Rating: NC17
Date: 10/12/02
Archive: Ask, I might.
Website: http://us.reocities.com/peach1250/index.html
Disclaimer: The characters of Skinner, Krycek, Doggett and the X-Files belong to Chris Carter, 1013 Productions and the Fox Network. No copyright infringement is intended no money is being made.
Summary: Doggett finds himself in love.
NOTES: Thanks to Josan as always. Part of the Ursus, Canis, and Rattus universe. It's all Julie's fault.

I'm in love with Assistant Director Walter S. Skinner.

So what, you ask? Well, there are lots of reasons I shouldn't be. He's my boss for one. We're both men, a definite problem when you work for a conservative government. And I was already in love with another man.

Triple agent Alex Krycek.

Though it's true that I've been sharing Walter's bed, being fucked by him regularly for the past year, I hadn't realized that I was in love with him. Not until a few minutes ago when I saw them wheeling his pale bloodstained body into surgery.

And the worse part is I couldn't publicly show my feelings like a spouse could. Only Mulder knows about us and he doesn't know about the Alex portion of that *us*. No one else in the waiting room knew. Not even Monica and she knows me pretty well.

I slipped away to the men's room for a few minutes to put in a call to the number we have for Alex. I left what I was sure he would consider a frantic 'call me' message.

I watched as Scully laid a calming hand on Mulder's arm. Mulder is allowed to show emotion; he's been in Walter's orbit longer and Walter has saved his ass on more than one occasion. Scully, too, is allowed to show her pain.

But not me. No, the person in the room who needs the most comfort, his lover, can't seek it. Monica sat next to me as we waited. The doctors had told us there was no need to wait around but none of us made a move to leave.

Kim's arrival brought me to my feet. I know how much she cares for Walter and knew it would be hard for her as well. I moved forward to take her hand and offer information.

"Kim, did you reach his lawyer? They have him in surgery but asked if he has a living will. They didn't sound hopeful."

"His lawyer is coming down. How long ago did they take him up?"

I looked at my watch and realized that he had only been in surgery for an hour - damn, it seemed longer. Before I could answer her, my cell phone rang. I walked away from them and fumbled it from my pocket.


"John, I got your message, you sounded freaked. What's wrong?"


"John, tell me!"

"Walter's in surgery. A car struck him as he was crossing the street to the park. He's in pretty bad shape."

"How bad, John? He's going to be all right isn't he?"

"I don't know. They asked if he has a living will, that's not a good sign. He was on his way to meet me, Alex."

"Stop that. You aren't taking on the blame for this. What hospital?"

I told him where to find us. While edging farther away from the group who was now focusing on me.

"I'll be there as soon as I can. John, he won't leave us, I know he won't."

"Hurry, please."

"I will."

Then the phone disconnected. I turned to find four sets of eyes focused on me. Mulder was the one to speak.

"Alex? Were you talking to Alex fucking Krycek?"

"His middle name is Ilya, not fucking."

"Answer the question, John." Monica was now looking at me as though I'd grown another head.

"Yes, Monica. I was talking to Alex Krycek."

All three of them burst into conversation. Kim merely watched us. I had suspected she knew the truth and now I was sure.

"Agent Doggett, why did he call you?"

"Why would you talk to that rat bastard?"

"John, I don't understand."

"Will you all be quiet! It's none of your business. Let it alone."

I turned and stalked away from them and out into the hallway. Kim followed me out after a couple of minutes. She didn't say anything, just rested her hand on my shoulder.

"You knew, didn't you?"


"And you've never said a word."

"Why would I? He became happier after he started seeing Alex. Then, when you entered the mix, he became downright euphoric. Maybe you haven't noticed that the pain meds almost never get used anymore, but I have."

"Did he tell you?"

"An assistant hears things, sees things. I'm no dummy, you know."

"Mulder knew about Walter and me but he didn't know about Alex. I'm not sure he'll deal well with that. I didn't mean to let anyone know but…"

"He's injured and you need the other man you love here. And Walter will need you both with him when he wakes up."

"He'll probably kick my ass for this."

"No, he won't."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because he loves you. And he's reached an age when he can retire with full benefits if they piss him off. I think he may just do that if they mess with him."

Kim walked back into the waiting room with me, then sat next to me. Whenever any the others looked like they were about to speak, she gave them a glare she must have picked up from Walter.

Sometime later, Norman Bright, Walter's lawyer arrived; coming straight to me, he handed me some papers.

Mulder charged across to us. "Is that a living will?"

Norman turned to look at him. "Who are you?"

"I'm Agent Mulder. I work for AD Skinner."

"So, you're the famous Mulder. Yes, that's Walter's living will."

"Who does it name?"

"The man holding it as well as another party should John not be available. But, Agent Mulder, it's not really your concern, now is it?" Turning his back to Mulder he spoke to me. "My card is there if you need me. I'm sure Walter will come through this just as he has so many things in the past. I wish I could stay but I'm due in court this afternoon. Please, leave a message with my office when the surgery is over."

"I'll do that. Thank you for coming down."

The man left and Monica came to me, ignoring Kim's glower.

"John, I don't understand. Why would AD Skinner put you on his living will? And why were you talking to Alex Krycek?"

"We're in a relationship, all right?"

"You and AD Skinner? But how does Krycek fit in?"

Kim picked that moment to enter the conversation.

"Can't you see he's worried? He may have to make a huge decision here. Let him have some quiet time."

I'm not sure if it was the look on Kim's face or if Monica decided to give me some space but she walked away. Scully grabbed Mulder's arm and hauled him across the room.

It was almost three hours later when Alex finally showed up. He came through the door, eyes scanning the room. When he spotted me, he almost ran toward me.

"Have you heard anything yet?"


"Krycek, what the fuck do you have to do with this? Why are you here?"

Alex turned back to look at Mulder. Later he would tell me he was tired of hiding us from the world.

"My lover needs me here. Both of them do."

Scully's sharp inhale was the only sound for a second, then Mulder was launching himself toward Alex. I didn't think, I just stepped between them. Mulder would never again lay hands on Alex if I could stop it.

Mulder and I collided, his hands reaching around me trying to grab Alex. I pushed back, managing to get us farther away from Alex. Scully was grimacing as she tried to get Mulder's attention. I felt Monica move behind me, placing herself between Alex and Mulder as well.

"You aren't going to hit him, Mulder. You're never going to hit him again."

"Top man protecting his little bottom boy?"

Mulder sprayed my face as he hissed out the words. Right then, something in me snapped. One man I love was on an operating table and might not survive. And here, someone who has no clue as to the depth of Alex's pain, of how he was used and manipulated was attacking the other man I love.

"Actually, Mulder, I'm the omega dog."

Everyone stilled and the room was totally silent. The look on Mulder's face was priceless. Then Alex snorted a sound that I knew meant he was holding back a laugh. Monica's hand touched my shoulder as Alex moved to stand beside me.

"Give it up, Mulder. Your days of knocking me around are over."

Mulder ignored Alex looking at me instead.

"You and Skinner are fucking this whore?"

I reached for Alex's arm. I wasn't going to have a brawl in the waiting room of the hospital.

"Alex isn't and never has been a whore. And even if he were, who Walter and I *love* is none of your business. I won't fight with you here and now. Just know if you ever talk about Alex that way in front of me again, I will show you every nasty trick I learned at Parris Island."

"Mulder, this isn't the time or place."

He allowed Scully to pull him away from us. Alex let me lead him to a chair in the corner. Kim and Monica took up positions near us but far enough away to let us talk privately. They reminded me of lionesses protecting their cubs.

"Tell me everything, John."

"He was coming to meet me in the park for lunch. I'd planned a picnic for us. He's been under a lot of stress lately and the day was so nice, I just thought…"

My throat was closing, making it difficult to talk. Part of me was afraid Alex would blame me for what had happened even if he had said otherwise on the phone. After all he loved Walter long before he'd ever known me.

"John, that was a nice thing to do for him. Tell me the rest."

I tried to swallow the lump in my throat and looked up as Kim held out two cups of coffee. I hadn't even seen her leave the room. I took a quick swallow as Alex did the same.

"Thank you, Kim."

"You're welcome."

She wandered back to Monica and I turned to look at Alex.

"He was jogging across the street - I could see him from where I was sitting at one of the small tables - the car careened around the corner…"

I had to stop again. The pain of remembering shot through me and I wanted to crawl away somewhere and cry like a three-year-old. Alex's hand was resting on my arm, fingers moving in a soothing circle.

"The car was speeding, I could hear the thud from where I was sitting. I watched as he flew into the air. I ran even knowing there would be little I could do. The sight of him landing will never leave me."

"Easy, John. He's going to be all right. Do you hear me? He can't die, we need him too much."

His hand tightened on me and I looked away for a minute. Mulder and Scully were scowling at us. Kim looked concerned and Monica was watching Mulder, no doubt ready to intercept him if he headed our way. Turning back I looked into his eyes seeing nothing but worry and love there. No condemnation.

I leaned toward him and he shifted to wrap his arm around me. I heard a disgusted snort, that I was sure came from Mulder, and Scully's ladylike sniff. But I didn't care. I was scared for the first time in a long time and I needed Alex's reassurance.

I dropped my head to his shoulder, closing my eyes, and felt his lips press against my temple for the briefest of moments. I heard a chair turn over and when I opened my eyes Monica, Kim and Scully were all trying to push Mulder from the room.


"Well, that was interesting. Guess trying to kill me is a more powerful incentive than worry for your lethal Corp talents."

John turned and wrapped both arms around me. I'd never seen him scared before. Not even when facing down a super soldier. Suddenly it dawned on me that he had just realized how important Walter was to him.

"He knows, John."

He raised his head to look at me.

"Who knows? Knows what?"

"Walter. Knows that you love him."

"I've never said it to him."

"You've never said it to me, either. But I know. When actions scream the facts, words aren't necessary."

"I think we need to start saying them, Alex. I know that mushy stuff doesn't come easy for either of you, not that I'm very good at it either, but…"

"I love you, John. And as soon as Walter wakes up, we'll tell him. Now finish telling me about the accident."

"Love you. - The guy was drunk, Alex! In the middle of the fucking day. He staggered out of the car and I could smell him before I was three feet away from him. If the cops who had been in pursuit hadn't grabbed him and hustled him toward the police car, I'd probably be in jail."

"Not a good place for an FBI agent to be. So the guy's in jail. That's good news. I won't have to track him down."


His voice held a warning; I smiled at him before kissing him softly. John is so strong; he has a streak of goodness every bit as wide as Walter's. I sometimes wonder why they love damaged goods like me. I just hold on and hope they never stop.

Should the guy walk on this, I would be locating him at some point in the future. Should Walter not survive, the bastard's body would never be found.

We sat quietly then, just holding on to each other. The ladies kept Mulder out of the room, although now and then I could hear his voice, not loud enough to understand the words but the tone was clear.

It seemed like forever as we waited. Fear binds as surely as other emotions and John and I had shared a lot of emotions since we'd met. Neither of us wanted to talk about the possibility of losing Walter. He is our foundation, we both know that. We would survive, that's what we do, but part of our hearts would be gone.

Finally, we heard commotion in the hallway. Then Kim's voice cutting off Mulder's questions. She came into the room leading the doctor.

"They are his partners. Tell them first."

We hadn't moved as they entered. John was still holding my hand: tugging gently, he pulled me to my feet.

"Mr. Skinner is out of surgery. We had to remove his spleen and part of his liver. One kidney was lacerated as well. I won't say he's out of danger yet, but the surgery went well. I'll send a nurse to take you in to see him as soon as he's stable."

"Thank you, Doctor."

"You're welcome. It'll be a while so if you want to grab some food, go ahead."

He turned and walked out and Mulder glared at me. Kim once more took over.

"Agents, I'm sure you have things to do. We should leave John and Alex to see to things. I'm sure they will give us a call if anything changes."

Mulder snarled as he started to reply, but Scully cut him off.

"Mulder, Kim is right, there isn't anything we can do here. Let's go home and get some rest. Tomorrow, we can go to the arraignment, make sure that the judge knows who it was that he hit."

Mulder allowed himself to be guided out of the room. Kim and Monica both turned to us.

"You'll call me if anything changes?"

John was quick to reach out to Kim, taking her hand with his free one.

"Of course, we will."

She smiled, then touched my arm briefly. Before turning to the door. Monica stood for a minute.

"I wish you had trusted me with this, John, but I guess I understand why you didn't. I'm sure he's going to be fine." Then she turned and looked at me. "If you ever hurt either of them, I'll track you down."

She kissed John's cheek, then she, too, was gone. We turned without a word and hugged each other tightly. Pulling back slightly from him, I grinned.

"Now I know why I never went home to meet the family."

"Hey, at least she didn't ask what your intentions were."

"I think she probably has an idea about those. After all she's been known to check out your package."


I love it that I can still make John blush.

"Let's go get a sandwich or something. I haven't eaten today and I'm sure you haven't had anything since breakfast."

"I don't think I can eat, Alex."

"John, he's going to need us to be strong for him, can't be that if we're fainting from low blood sugar."

He nodded slowly. I pulled him out into the hallway. Stopping a nurse, I asked the way to the cafeteria. I managed to get John to eat a little. I even tried to distract him by groping him under the table. When I couldn't get a rise out of him, I realized he was still very worried.

Making our way back to the waiting room, we sat quietly, until someone came for us. I'd wrapped my arm around his shoulder and he rested his head on mine. My eyes were closed so I didn't see the nurse when she came in.

"Excuse me. I came to take you into see Mr. Skinner."

"How is he?" I asked as John and I scrambled to our feet.

"He's breathing on his own but hasn't woken yet."

"He's going to be all right, isn't he?" John's voice held a slight tremor.

"The doctor seems to feel it's just the trauma reaction. Many patients hide in their heads for a while after an accident. It's nothing to worry about at this time."

She led us down the hallway and into a recovery room. Had she not taken us to the bed I'm not sure I would have found him. One side of his face was raw and oozing from contact with the pavement when his body had hit and slid. The other had been cut in several places and was stitched, making him resemble Frankenstein.

I heard John suck in his breath and knew that Walter must look even worse now then when he'd been brought in, something that often happens with accident victims. Once more I knew it was a good thing the drunk driver was in jail.

We stood beside him, worry etched deep in John's face. I figured my face looked about the same. I have loved Walter from the first time we met. I never expected to love anyone, but I walked into his office and I was lost.

So lost that it was a shock when I met John and found myself attracted to him. Can't say I loved him right away but I wanted him. Hell, Walter was the only one I fucked for me. The others were for gain of some sort.

When Walter accepted the fact that I was fucking his subordinate I knew he respected John. I suspected he found John attractive. The morning I called John Sergei had been the turning point for us all. After John had thrown me out I went to Walter.

He opened his arms and his body to me and gave me comfort, never even asking what was wrong. After I fucked him through the bed, he held me. I almost didn't talk to him about it. But he had always accepted everything about me and I needed to know if he would accept this as well.

"Sergei, I fucked up."

"What is it, Alex? Can I help?"

I twisted in his arms to kiss him with all the joy his simple offer gave me.

"I called John Sergei this morning."

"Didn't take it well, I guess. Does he know I'm Sergei?"

"No. He was so hurt, then angry. He wouldn't listen to me."

"You're the first man he's been with. I'm sure that makes it worse from his point of view. Do you want to keep him in your life?"

"How can you be this calm? I know it must bother you that I see him."

"If he were less of a man. I mean if he weren't the good man I know him to be. He and I share a lot of the same traits. Now if you had gone after someone like Spender, we'd have big problems."

"Don't even joke about that." I'd shivered with revulsion.

"You didn't answer my question, Alexei. Do you want to keep him?"

"Yes. He's become important to me. He touches a spot – fuck, I shouldn't be saying this to you. That's all I need is to fuck off what I have with you, too."

"You won't do that unless you start to lie to me. Or you tell me that you don't want me any more."

"I'll never say that to you. Never!"

He had kissed me then and sealed our pact. I've never told him but I considered that to be the moment when we married each other. Laws of man be damned. He became mine and I was finally his. He seemed to know that something had shifted for us then.

"May I ask? How would you like us to be? The three of us that is, if you could have your ultimate fantasy?"

"Ultimate? The two of you in my bed at the same time. The three of us making love in every possible combination."

"How about I invite him over? See if I can seduce him. Then you can come in and join us."

"You'd do that?"

"He isn't a bad looking man, Alexei. It isn't like I'd have to be drugged to do it. Besides, I'd like to find out what there is about him that made you go back for seconds."

I rolled over on top of him at that point and proceeded to show my appreciation for his offer - for his love - never spoken but demonstrated frequently.

I pulled my mind back to the present. Offering up a prayer to a god who probably stopped listening to me long ago, I reached to touch Sergei gently, caressing the part of his face that wasn't damaged. Out of the corner of my eye I saw John slip his fingers under Sergei's hand.

John and I leaned toward each other, our bodies touching, as we waited for our lover to awaken. I'm not sure how long we were standing when the nurse came over to us.

"His vitals have been stable long enough for us to move him to a room. I'm sure the two of you will be more comfortable there as well. At least you'll have chairs and can sit."

She started to shoo us out of her way, but as John started to slip his hand out from under Walter's, it was gripped. Eyes fluttered and Walter moaned.

We both sighed with relief as the nurse bent closer to Walter.

"Mr. Skinner, do you know where you are?"

"Hospital…" he croaked out at her.

"That's right. You're in the hospital. You've had surgery and you're going to be fine. We're moving you to a room."

His eyes struggled to open and he turned our way.

"Sergei, we're here. John and I are here. Everything's going to be fine. Rest."

"Need to tell you…"

"Later, Walt. You can tell us later. We love you and we'll both be here when you wake up again. Now sleep."


And he was out again. The nurse did the shooing thing again and we backed up so they could get everything ready to move him. We followed him down the hallway and through several sets of doors. He was wheeled into a private room.

The nurse was right in that there were chairs. We pulled one close and I sat, pulling John down to share with me, it was more comfortable than the waiting room. He put his head on my shoulder and at some point we fell asleep.


I woke to the sounds of Alex talking softly to the nurse. She was checking Walter's temperature. Alex realized I was awake and squeezed my shoulder.

"You two look a little rumpled. Couldn't have been comfortable sleeping in that chair. Why don't you go down and get some food? I'll page you if he wakes."

I let Alex haul me down to the cafeteria, even though I didn't think I could eat. I surprised us both by actually eating. We stopped off at the men's room on the way back to clean up a little.

When we got back, Mulder was standing by Walter, looking down at him. I wondered if Mulder'd keep his mouth shut or if I'd end up brawling in Walter's room with him. But I realized Walter was awake.

"Go home, Agent."

Mulder shook his head, then turned and walked past us as if we weren't even there. Neither of us wasted time on him, we just hurried to Walter. Alex bent to kiss him then moved back so I could have my turn.

"Welcome back, Sergei. You scared John half to death."

"Can I have something to drink?"

Alex went to get a nurse as I took Walter's hand.

"I'm sorry, Walt."

"For what?"

"It's my fault you're here."

"No, it's not."

Alex came back with a cup of crushed ice before we could continue. Standing on the other side of the bed, he fed the ice slowly to Walter. Finally, Walter sighed.

"That feels better. I hate the way my throat feels after they stick tubes down it."

"Sergei, you let us stick bigger things in there."

"That's very different, smart ass."

Alex grinned at him and then turned sober, "What did Mulder say?"

"Doesn't matter."

"He's knows about us, Walt. I blew it because I wasn't strong enough to handle this alone."

"So you called Alex. I wouldn't have expected anything else, John. Alex would have kicked your butt if you'd done this alone. And he'd have been pissed at not being here to exert his mental energy to helping me get better."

"Actually, Sergei, *I* told them we're lovers."

"Sorry I missed that part. Bet Mulder tried to go after you and called you nasty names."

"Walt, you'd have been proud of the way Kim stood up for us. I told Mulder he'd better not talk about Alex that way anymore."

"Sergei, you really should have seen his face when John told him he was the omega dog."

"Don't! God, don't make me laugh. For a smart man he's sometimes so clueless. I don't want to talk about him anymore. Tell me what they had to do to me and did they get the guy who hit me?"

So I gave him the information and he nodded as though I was giving a report in his office. When I was finished, he smiled.

"Did you guys get any sleep last night?"

"A little." Alex told him.

"That's what I thought. I want you to go home and rest. I'm going to go back to sleep and do what they tell me so I can get out of here. Go to my place. I want to dream about the two of you snuggled in our bed."

"Even hurt he's still bossy."

"But he's so damn sexy."

"Cut it out. Go!"

"Sir, yes, Sir."

Alex chuckled as he bent to kiss Walt. "Love you."

"Love you, too."

I bent for my kiss, then raised my head just a bit. "I love you, Walt."

He looked startled, but then a slow smile spread on his face. "Scared you, huh?"


"Your bastard. I love you, John."

Alex slapped me on the ass. "Let's get it in gear, John boy. I need a shower."

"I'll see you both later?"

"I'm sticking around until you get to go home."



It was a week before they let Sergei come home. He'd been trying to get them to let him out the second day. Only my threats kept him in the bed. John had gone back to work when we both insisted. The atmosphere had been tense but Mulder had kept his mouth shut. I figured a lot had been said between him and Walter before we got back that morning.

I'd decided to let John go alone to pick Sergei up when he was released. We'd changed the bed together before he left and I was going to cook so our lover could have a decent meal. When John signaled me that they were almost home, I got a mug and fixed Walter's coffee.

When he came through the door, one hand grabbed the coffee the other me. He kissed me hard, then pulled back.

"Thank you for decent coffee."

"Watch him, Alex, he's been pawing me all the way home."


"What? A near death experience makes me horny. It's been over a week since I had sex. Besides, the doc said it was ok if I let you guys do all the work." His hand slipped down and squeezed my ass as he took a sip of his coffee.

I looked at John and he nodded. "He asked, with me in the room. Even indicated that he had another one at home. 'Raven haired, green eyed beauty' was his description. I think he was bragging."

"Damn straight I was bragging. Bet that doctor doesn't have two gorgeous guys like you to warm *his* bed."

"Sergei, no one has two hunks like us in their bed."

"Glad you agree. Now feed me, then fuck me."

"Demanding, ain't he?"

I just smiled and turned him toward the table. We ate and talked, with John bringing him up to date on work related issues. I was a little surprised that we weren't the main topic of gossip at the Hoover. But John said that Scully had told him that they didn't intend to tell co-workers about us. Mulder was still giving him the cold shoulder but John didn't seem to care.

After lunch we sent Sergei off to get in bed, while we cleaned up, hoping he'd be asleep before we joined him. No such luck: he was wide-awake and stroking his cock. He gave us that lascivious grin that makes us both hard and waved his dick around.

"Damn, Alex, it didn't work."

"Thought I'd go to sleep, didn't you? I had enough sleep in the hospital. Now get over here and show me how glad you both are that I'm still alive."

"Can't argue with that last part, John."

He pulled me to him and started unbuttoning my shirt. So I reached for his belt buckle. We soon had each other naked. Alex moved to his side of our big bed and got comfortable next to Walt. I waited for a minute to watch them kiss. When they broke for air, two sets of eyes turned to me.

"I'm coming."

"Not yet, you aren't."

Sticking out my tongue at them, I walked toward the bed. I snuggled in close, sharing a kiss with Walt, then leaning over him a little to kiss Alex.

"Remember, Walt, we do all the work."

"I'm not going to argue with being serviced."

"Serviced! Wait until you're better, Sergei. You're going to pay for that."

"I just love a dominant man."

"Shut up." And Alex made him shut up by kissing him again.

I nuzzled into his throat, sucking a mark on the skin. Walt let himself relax as we worked our way down him. Kissing, biting, stroking and petting. His cock twitching with need, as we made love to him. Finally, I captured his balls in my mouth as Alex sucked the cock-head into his mouth.

His legs spread out and captured between ours, we worked to bring him off while keeping him as still as possible. He shouted our names as he came and Alex pulled me close sharing Walt's come with me. We kissed for several minutes as he caught his breath then moved to spoon around him.

His hands wrapped around us, jacking us gently at first then becoming faster when he knew we were close. Alex and I came just seconds apart, painting Walt's legs and lower belly. He kissed each of us softly.

"Yank the covers up, John. I need that nap now."

We didn't bother to clean up, just nested together and drifted into sleep. He was home and we had each other. I went to sleep thinking how lucky I was to have the two of them.


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