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Lastochka by Spica
Summary: Deslea's rec: "This little moment in the life of Krycek and Marita has a life of its own. Delicate and fragile, yet searing with the ache of loss. Such power in so few words. Sweetly sad." Summary: He thinks it would have been a girl, dark-haired... Krycek/Marita, 155 words.
Title: 155 words: Lastochka
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Keywords: V, 155 words, A, K/Ma
Spoilers: Very general for season 8.
Summary: He thinks it would have been a girl, dark-haired...
Dedication: Deslea, this one is for you.
He traces her flat stomach--peachy-softness, slight dip at
the navel. Flutter of muscles at his touch.
There won't be any. They've never even discussed it: you
can't bring children into life when your own is under
permanent threat. He wonders if she's ever wondered... He
hasn't--until now. Scully's miracle burns him like acid,
He thinks it would have been a girl, dark-haired. The
thought hovers in the room with them--rush of warmth,
heartbeat of tenderness. She'd have had her mother's grave
eyes, her father's stubborn expression. A giggle as light as
a swallow's flight, and movements reckless as a west wind.
There's a word he'd have liked to call her, in Russian--he
can't quite bear to think it.
He tells her to go, gently. There's no room for her, no
place in this dirty maze for something so swift and clean,
Under his heavy arm, Marita sleeps.
(Lastochka = Russian, "little swallow")