It had been about a year since Phil and Jeff took down the Shield, and things were going pretty well. Phil had moved in with Jeff shortly after they got back, and they couldn't be happier. They were pretty much all healed up, even mentally. Jeff's hair had even grown back out. Everything had healed, except, the cuts.

Jeff sat at their kitchen counter on a bar stool staring at the word "whore" on his arm. It wasn't that bad anymore, but it was still there, and it drove Jeff crazy. Everyday he was constantly reminded of that day, and it killed him knowing that word was gonna be there forever.

Phil walked downstairs and frowned seeing Jeff looking at his arm. "Jeff."

Jeff immediately put his arm down and looked over at Phil. "Yeah?"

"What have I told you about looking at that?" Said Phil, taking a seat in the bar stool next to Jeff.

"But Phil," sighed Jeff, looking at his arm again. "It's there."

"I know," said Phil, grabbing Jeff's hand and kissing it. "And it always will be, but it's not you. You know that."

Jeff sighed and crossed his arms. "I'm never gonna be able to wear short sleeves."

Phil chuckled. "I'm the only one who needs to see your arms anyway."

Jeff laughed and Phil picked him up and carried him to the couch. He laid Jeff down and climbed on top of him, kissing his neck.

"Phiiiillllll," said Jeff, tilting his neck. "I'm not in the mood."

"But we haven't had sex since like, yesterday," said Phil.

Jeff smirked. "We had sex last night, and it's only ten a.m."

"Exactly," said Phil.

Jeff laughed and wrapped his arms around Phil's shoulders. "Can't we just lay here?"

Phil sighed dramatically as he moved off of Jeff and laid next to him. "I guess." He smiled as Jeff snuggled into him, wrapping his arms around his waist. They only stayed like that for a short while though, as the phone started ringing.

Jeff groaned and reached for it, answering. "Hello?"

"I need you and Phil to come in," said Randy.

"Now?" Said Jeff. "It's Saturday."

"I know, but I need you to come in," said Randy. "It's an emergency."

Jeff sighed and put the phone down. "We have to go to work."

"Nooooo," said Phil. "I'm too tired."

"Maybe someone should've went to bed last night instead of harassing me," said Jeff.

"It's not harassment if you like it," said Phil, kissing Jeff and getting up to get dressed.

They went to the agency and straight to Randy's office, sitting in the chairs in front of his desk. "So," said Randy. "I'm sure you remember Jericho."

Phil groaned. "That guy? He's still around."

"Yeah," said Randy. "He was not very happy about The Shield's passing. They sold him a bunch of drugs, so now he's trying to get them by himself, and let's just say he's not very sleuthy."

Phil smirked as Randy handed him the file. "I'll take care of it."

Jeff went to follow him but Randy stopped him. "Wait, Jeff. I've got something else for you to do."

Jeff raised an eyebrow. "I'm not going?"

"No," said Randy. "I just, need you to handle some things here, and stuff."

Jeff crossed his arms and Phil smirked, giving Jeff a gentle squeeze. "It'll be boring anyway."

Phil left the office and Jeff turned to Randy. "Why am I not going?"

"There's just stuff here that needs to get done," said Randy.

"You haven't sent me out on any missions since The Shield," said Jeff.

"I know," Randy sighed. "I'm just trying keep you safe."

"Randy I can take care of myself," said Jeff. "You never had a problem sending me out before."

"Look, I'm gonna send you out again," said Randy. "You'll have more missions, just not this one."

Jeff sighed. "Well what do you want me to do?"

"Well, I have a file that Morrison needs," said Randy, holding up the file.

Jeff took the file and grumbled. "I'm not your damn secretary."

"You know," said Randy, as Jeff left his office. "Most people would be happy about being paid to do nothing!"

Jeff sat on the bed pouting while Phil packed his bag. Phil looked over at him and smirked, sitting next to him. "Come on, don't be upset."

"No, I will be upset," said Jeff, as Phil put his arm around him.

"He's just trying to watch out for you," said Phil, rubbing his shoulder.

"I don't need him too," said Jeff. "I don't need anyone to take care of me."

"Hey," said Phil, turning Jeff's chin to face him. "He's gonna send you out again, he's just waiting for the right time."

Jeff sighed. "I know."

Phil kissed him and went back to packing his bag, while Jeff went to go change into some pajamas. In the morning, they said goodbye and Phil went to the airport while Jeff went to work.

Jeff groaned at the water fountain, seeing Morrison walking up.

"So," said Morrison, leaning against the wall. "I hear the boyfriend's out of town."

"Get lost," said Jeff, getting water and going back to his office.

"Damn," said Morrison. "Shot down. Come on, who's gonna satisfy your needs for a week or so."

"Not you," said Jeff.

Morrison groaned. "Why won't you just sleep with me?! Just once!"

"I don't like you!" Said Jeff. "And I'm in a relationship."

"Huh, does your little boyfriend have abs like these?" Said Morrison, raising his shirt.

Jeff just kept looking at his face and raised an eyebrow. "I'm not impressed."

"What could he possibly have that I don't?!" Said Morrison.

"A brain," said Jeff, going into his office and shutting the door.

Morrison sighed as the door slammed in his face. "One day, Jeff. One day."

The next week went by very, very slowly for Jeff. It was boring just sitting at work all day, and Morrison was definitely not helping with that. Jeff just hid out in his office all the time to avoid him. He was a very, very persistent guy.

The week was going just as slow for Phil. He laid on his bed in his hotel room, trying to sleep. It was weird being without Jeff after staying every night with each other for so long. The good thing was, Phil was gonna be able to get Jericho tomorrow, and then he could get back home to Jeff.

His dreams, apparently, could not wait that long. Phil was having dirty dream after dirty dream about Jeff, and it was driving him, and his dick, crazy. He was doing his best not to deal with his "problem" but it was getting really difficult. Phil just hoped time would start going by a lot faster, he didn't know how much longer he could hold out.

Unfortunately, it didn't go by fast enough, and Phil couldn't take it anymore. He sighed as he looked at the bed in the morning. The maid was gonna have a not so great surprise today.

Phil checked out of the hotel and drove to a warehouse in San Francisco. He drove around to the back and scoffed, face palming. Jericho was standing right outside the door, this was just too easy. Phil parked the car and stepped out, casually walking up to Jericho. "Hey, buddy."

Jericho quickly looked at him, and furrowed his brows. "You."

"Yeah, me," said Phil, taking out his handcuffs. "You wanna put your hands in these?"

"You're alive?" Said Jericho.

"Well, duh," said Phil. "I thought you heard about The Shield."

"I did," said Jericho. "But I thought they killed you, and then your company killed them."

"No," said Phil. "I killed them, me and Jeff went home."

"Where is Jeff?" Said Jericho, looking at the car. "I haven't seen an ass that fine in-"

He was cut off when Phil turned him around and started cuffing him. "Let's go."

Jericho quickly bucked back and knocked Phil against the wall before he could cuff him. He ran into the warehouse and Phil chased after him. He took one step inside the building after Jericho and stopped, hearing a creak. "Wait, this building's not stable!"

Jericho stopped running and looked around, hearing creaks all over the warehouse. "The building's gonna come down." He bit his lip, but then took off running again. There was no way he was going to jail.

"Damn it," said Phil, going after him. They ran throughout the building, until supports started falling down. Phil sighed, taking off for the door. If Jericho didn't come out, he would get crushed, and that would be that. Right before he got out, a beam swung down and hit Phil in the head, knocking him off his feet. "Ah, shit," grunted Phil, holding his head and feeling himself blacking out.

Jeff was in his office, tapping his fingers on the desk out of complete boredom when Randy walked in. "Jeff."

Jeff furrowed his brows detecting a sense of urgency. "What's wrong?"

"Um, well, Phil's back," said Randy.

Jeff's eyes widened. "He's back? But, why didn't he call?"

"Ok, don't freak out," said Randy.

Jeff raised a brow. "Why. didn't. he. call?"

"He was in a building, it came down, and he got hit in the head pretty good," said Randy, and Jeff's jaw dropped. "But don't freak out! He's fine, he's in the hospital now sleeping it off."

Jeff quickly stood up from his desk and left the office, Randy following behind him. "I guess I'll drive you there," said Randy, grabbing his keys.

They waited in the hospital lobby, Jeff impatiently tapping his foot in his chair and Randy sitting beside him, for the doctor to release Phil. A doctor walked out from the hallway, and Jeff instantly looked up. "Are you Phil's doctor?"

"Yes," said the doctor. "Now, I've got some things to discuss with you."

"Is he okay?" Said Jeff, standing up.

"Yes, yes. He'll be fine," said the doctor. "But, the blow gave him a concussion, and there is some minor memory loss."

Jeff furrowed his brows. "What?"

"Don't worry, it's only temporary," said the doctor. "He'll be regaining his memory slowly over the next few weeks."

"How much memory did he lose?" Said Jeff.

"We're not sure," said the doctor. "It could be days, weeks, years-"

"Years?!" Said Jeff.

"Yes, that is a possibility," said the doctor. "But he is going to get all of his memory back."

Phil walked out of the room right after he said that, rubbing the back of his neck. Jeff instantly hugged him, wrapping his arms over his shoulders. Phil raised an eyebrow and slowly wrapped his arms around Jeff, patting his back. "Um, hi?"

"Come on, Phil," said Randy, as Phil peeled Jeff off of him. "We've got some things to discuss."

"What's going on? Why's he here?" Said Phil, pointing to Jeff.

"Just come on," said Randy, before whispering in his ear. "And I highly suggest you keep any comments you have to yourself."

Phil just nodded and followed him, stiffening up when Jeff grabbed his hand. What on Earth was going on?

AN: I just couldn't stay away from this XD please leave a review, let me know what you think! :)