Title: The Hunted

Rating: M to NC-17

Characters: Most all of The Night Shift Cast

Pairing: Drew and Rick

Chapters: 1/?

Summary: This story takes place after Rick left to get himself together. Drew has been hiding secrets of his own but with all the recent stress of his breakup and people from his past returning both his mind and his body are at their limits. Can he take it all or will he break? (Ok I suck at summaries but just read it!)

Warnings: There will be mentions of abuse, Non-Con, torture and loads of angst. This is a M/M slash fic. You don't like don't read. I bend time lines and characters to my will so be warned! While I am using the Characters we love the story line is my own. Having said that I do not own Night Shift, it's people or it's story line. In my fics I have to have one evil person who is in their lives so I have made Dr. Landry that person so be warned. Any mistakes are my own as I don't typically use a beta, I prefer to post updates quickly. Flashbacks will be in Italic.

Personal Note: I love constructive criticism and suggestions and will do my best to keep things correct but be warned if you are just trying to insult me and my writing ability you will be ignored and deleted. I know I suck without anyone having to tell me. I just love these people and want to read and write more stories about them because I just can't get enough!

Chapter 1

Landry watched from around the corner as Dr. Drew Alister spoke in intense, hushed conversation on his cell phone. "Stop calling me or I will report you. I don't care what he told you that was in Iraq and Afghanistan when I couldn't do anything about it! No! You leave them out of this! No!" He glared at the phone as though he wanted to break it.

She walked out past him, "Is there a problem Doctor?"

"What? Um no," he stammered, distracted as he shoved his phone in his pocket.

"You're making a scene it's really unprofessional; this is a hospital" she huffed shaking her head before walking away.

His face flushed hot with embarrassment when nurses turned to stare at him. Why was this happening? Why now? Hadn't life throw enough crap at him for a while? He walked over to the nurses' station and grabbed a chart when his phone vibrated again, angrily slamming it down on the counter, "Why can't they just leave me alone?"

"Yeah, save someone's life by stopping a mad gunman and people can't get enough of calling you a hero," Molly said sarcastically. "Boy I know it's a rough life, deal with it." He hadn't even realized anyone had been standing there but he was grateful that she thought he was upset about the press trying to track him down.

Kenny was trying to hide his laughter as the older nurse laid in to his friend. He knew that Drew didn't like all the attention he was getting but he didn't understand why he was trying to hide from the media. What he did was heroic and people needed some 'good' news on their T.V's for a change. Seeing the expression on the doctor's face he stepped forward to intervene but someone beat him to it.

"You really should answer that."

Drew's heart slammed against his chest as he quickly spun around. "Rick?"

He smiled, "You remember my name that's a start."

Drew got Krista to cover for him then took Rick to the break room so they could talk. "Look I'm sorry about the picture. I don't know how they got it, I.."

"I don't care about the damn picture Drew," he laughed. "I'm here because I know how hard this must be on you. I know how much you hate attention and people fussing over you."

Lowering his head, "it's been hell," he admitted.

"That's why I'm here," Rick stepped closer to the man he still loved wanting to hold him but afraid to yet.

Drew was shocked and frowned; he couldn't mean that he was here for him because Rick left him. The words from the earlier phone conversation were still ringing in his head telling him that this was some sort of cruel joke, a way to lash out and hurt him without physically touching him. Deep in his heart he knew Rick would never do that to him that he would die before he would take part in anything like this but his heart is what got him into this whole mess to start with and he couldn't trust it.

Rick saw fear flash across Drew's face and he stepped forward grabbing his arms. "What's going on? What's wrong?"

'It's been a year boy but I'm back now and it will be just like it was over there,' he heard the gruff voice say again. 'And remember just like over there if you try to tell anyone your little bitch gets it twice as bad.' "No," he whimpered as his body started to tremble.

Rick had seen PTSD in his time with the Army and he was very worried that Drew was in serious distress. "Andrew Alister listen to me. It's Rick. Focus on my voice babe and come back to me." He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a bit of clarity in Drew's eyes. "That's it. I've got you. I'm right here with you," he soothed.

"No," he jerked away. "You left me. I wasn't enough for you."

"That's not true. I had to go get my head straight. Drew I'm not the man I use to be! I'm missing part of my body and I wasn't sure how you would view me like this. I.." he looked down at his hands then back into Drew's eyes, "I know strength and power are important to you that being active is important and I just didn't know if I would still have a place in that."

Tears stung his eyes and every word was like a punch in the gut. Quickly squaring his shoulders and standing straighter he brought the 'solider' to the fore, it was how he dealt with things like this. "So you think I'm so shallow that I wouldn't love you anymore because you can't run an obstacle course?"

"No! I.."

"I get it," he interrupted. "I'm such a materialistic jerk that I couldn't possibly love someone without knowing they are a perfect physical specimen. I totally get it. I'm such a dick! I would have left me too." Tears brimming in his eyes he turned and started to open the door but Rick grabbed him before he could leave.

"That is not what I meant Drew! This is going so wrong. I came back to tell you that I love you and I want us to be together again!"

"You don't love me, hell apparently you don't even know me," he said dejectedly.

Rick was stunned when he saw the tears drip down his face, he'd only seen Drew like this once and that was when he saw him in Afghanistan. Drew was jumpy and skittish, almost timid but he'd said it was just the war starting to get to him. "Please tell me what's going on Drew."

"What's going on?" he roared indignantly.

Rick raised his hands in a placating manner, "Besides this conversation. I know you and I know something is seriously wrong. Please, talk to me."

He wanted to tell him, to fall into his arms where he always felt so safe but he knew he couldn't. He tried to be the person Rick needed when he got hurt but he failed. Just as he was about to say something the door slammed open and Landry appeared.

"Dr. Alister, Topher wants to know why you aren't working." She looked Rick up and down then back to Drew. "Should I tell him you're too busy banging your boyfriend to be a doctor," she snapped, arching her brow.

"Last I checked you were a Psychologist not Chief of Staff Dr. De La Cruz so you will keep your damn mouth shut!" he growled, "and you will NEVER look at him that way again. Do you understand?" He shoved past her out into the hallway. "Go home Rick."