A/N OK. This is as much a shock for me as it will be for anyone still out there in the fandom! I have two and a half chapters of the follow up to Caged Diamond written. They are not really proof read or anything but my laptop is not doing great so I have decided to post them so I don't lose them. I am trying very hard to get back into writing and to be honest I have just written something for the very first time in a long while tonight. Let me know what ya think of this. As yet this is clean but expect M rating if it gets continued!

Love and hugs

Allie )O(

A month had passed since Logan had shot and killed Griffin and his bodyguard before the police had finally raided Twisted Desires. Byron had pretty much recovered from the broken bone in his leg and the damage from the gunshot wound that Logan had been forced to inflict on the MC. Now that he was once again able to hobble around with the aid of a pair of crutches he had left the country to join Bill in Germany for a little vacation while he recuperated. He promised he would be back within the next month or two. James and Carlos had visited him constantly while he recovered from his surgery. Every day, as soon as the doctor had checked on him and visitors were allowed, they would be there. The first week they never came alone, an officer brought them the first couple of days, partially so that they could get the details of what had happened from the man as soon as he was ready to talk. After that, they tended to come with other members of staff from the club, Sean the cook, several of the dancers, Lucas and Alyx. Eventually of course they arrived with the people that Byron had been hoping to see them with. Carlos arrived holding tightly to the former under-cover officer's hand on the third week and introduced him as his boyfriend with an extremely cute blush on his cheeks. Although Kendall and James did not hold hands when the blonde came with them to visit, it was pretty clear that they were getting on very well together.

Camille had been promoted since the night that the boys had been freed. Gustavo and Kelly had been really impressed with the way she had handled running Club Rocque for the night in their absence. Now she was pretty much in charge of all the female artistes that worked there.

The night the Diamond had been freed

When Kelly led James and Carlos into the club Camille was barely been able to contain her excitement. The Diamond was actually here, in front of her. Kelly briefly introduced them, even though she was perfectly aware that the girl knew who they were. It was very late at night when they got back and Kelly had phoned Camille while they were in the cab to ask her to prepare two beds in the one empty room in the living quarters of the club.

The room had been James' room last time he had been resident here and no one had been allowed to take it over since he had left. It was pretty much unchanged. The extra bed had always been there, it used to be covered in teddies when he was there, even when he had gotten older. Most of them had gone with him when he had left to live with his mother and the bastard who had claimed to love her. The man who had tempted Brooke into a life of prostitution and drugs and then had sold her beautiful child to Griffin and into a life in chains for so many years. There had been one teddy left on the bed when Camille had come to change the bedding for the new occupants of the room and she had carefully placed the neglected toy on the wicker chair between the two beds. She didn't know who had occupied the room before, it had always puzzled her why it was left empty.

James was still been in a state of shock and distress when they arrived back at the club. Camille was a little flustered when she realised who Kelly and Gustavo had bought back to the club with them. The Diamond was actually here at Club Rocque? It took her a moment to realise what was different about him. Of course! The collar was gone! She quickly pulled herself together and followed Kelly and the two young men up the stairs to the room that she had prepared for them. Carlos had turned to look at her as they climbed the stairs, a shy smile on his lips. James still clung to Kelly for a moment, towering over her with fear still flashing in the golden eyes before he finally stepped out of her grasp and stepped over the threshold into the bedroom and took in his surroundings. The building had changed a little since he had left and as he entered his old room his eyes widened and he stopped dead. He stared around for a moment until a wide smile broke onto his lips. He turned back to face the woman as she stood in the doorway with her arms crossed over her chest and a grin on her face.

"Do you remember this room, baby boy?" She asked him as she watched him walk further in, over to the bed that had been his for so many years. He suddenly noticed the bear and rushed over and pulled it into a fierce hug. As Kelly watched him, the years rolled away and he was the young boy that she remembered for just a moment, all the pain and horror of what he had seen and experienced washed away. Then it all seemed to rush back on him and he crumbled, sitting down hard on the bed as the tears began to flow again, wetting the soft, brown fur of the toy as he buried his face between the ears. Carlos and Camille watched from the door as Kelly strode quickly across to sit beside him and he slowly leant into her warm embrace.

"Why did we leave here?" He sobbed as he clutched the toy tighter.

"We were happy here. I was happy here. " He let out another hiccoughing sob and Kelly's heart almost broke all over again at his next words, knowing that she could never give him what he wanted.

"I miss my mommy."

She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him as close as she could, rocking him gently as if he was still the child she had loved and lost and not the beautiful, muscular man that he had become.

It was late. Tomorrow the two young men could begin to live again, for tonight, they just needed rest. Even the eternally hungry Carlos wasn't interested in food when it was offered. Instead he gratefuly sunk onto the other bed and curled onto his side, still clothed in a t-shirt and sweats that the cops had supplied him with. His own clothing had been taken away as evidence due to it being covered in the blood of his former boss. Kelly managed to get James to settled in his bed, he wouldn't release his hold on the bear though and clutched it to his chest as he turned to face Carlos across the gap between the two beds.

Kelly and Camille left them alone and headed towards the office where Gustavo sat by the light of a lamp just staring into space. He glanced up as the two women joined him, he scowled as usual briefly and then pulled off his sunglasses and flashed a brief sad smile in their direction.

"How are they?" He asked. Kelly sat down facing him.

"Don't really know. They need time to get over what happened tonight. Jamie has stopped crying for the moment. " She flashed a warm smile at him. "But they are at least out of that place. "

Gustavo nodded in agreement before trying to make himself sound business-like.

"We'll give them a couple of weeks to get adjusted. maybe a month and then they can audition for the club and see where it goes from there."

Kelly nodded in agreement although they both knew how stupid that statement was. Like they were going to turn down a performer of James' calibre? Or turn the boy who they had helped raise out on the streets ? They decided that it was far too late to do anything more so they sent Camille home in a taxi and Kelly and Gustavo headed for their beds.

Kelly did look in once more on her Jamie and his Latino friend and she found both boys finally asleep. They each had a hand stretched across the gap between their beds and their fingers were tightly entwined. She smiled and left them to their sleep.

Although the two young men were now free from Griffin and all that happened in his awful club, he still tormented their sleep. Their hands seperated in their sleep and both ended up twisting and turning for most of the night. What they had witnessed earlier in the day played over and over in their heads. Kelly slipped down to check on them a couple of times before morning and found James crying in his sleep. She sat beside him and rocked him gently in her arms and he slowly quietened. Not once did his eyes open though. Carlos was restless in his bed but did not cry like James.

When the morning came they were awoken by the alien experience of the sun shining on their faces through the window behind their beds. Carlos woke first and sat in the bed looking around himself as he tried to work out exactly where he was. He crept out of his bed and stood to look out of the window. His eyes widened as he realised that he could see the ocean from where he stood and his exclaimations of pleasant surprise woke James who was still twisted in his covers with the teddy clutched close to his chest.

He smiled up at his friend and stretched his hand around his now bared neck as he yawned. He stopped dead when his fingers connected with bare skin and not the leather that he had been so used to. He dropped the bear to the bed and stood to join his friend, looking out at the view with eyes full of wonder.

"Is it all over?" Carlos whispered, turning to face his friend.

James took a deep breath, all the pain and nightmares forgotten for a moment.

"Yeah, Carlos. I think it actually is. I'm home."

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