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Chapter I : The First Strike

Alli yawned at his work desk, god he would be glad to get out of here for the weekend. He was excited to see Lars. He had been behaving himself for once. Eating and sleeping, not fighting with his brother. His phone buzzed on his desk and he looked over grabbing it. He smiled as he read the message.

"Alli, can't wait to see you tonight. Have a safe drive. Love you. 3"

He chuckled. That man could be so cute. Though he never admitted it. But Alli always told him. Only to have him argue. 'I'm not cute I'm handsome!' He chuckled against himself. He flipped his phone open and started to write back.

"I love you too darling, leaving work now. See you in a few hours. –kiss-"

He sent the message with a smiled and looked up as one of the secretaries popped her head in. "Leavin' fer the week end sir?" He smiled softly at the ginger and nodded, standing up and putting his sunglasses and leather jacket on. "Aye Ah am. Mah phone will probably be off most of the weekend so ye know." She nodded and smiled. "Have a good weekend Allistair." He waved. "Aye ye too Mar." He grabbed his key and moved out of the office with his back pack over his shoulder. He locked the door and moved down to his bike.

He took off from the building and drove to Lars' home. He was standing outside smoking his cigarette as the other pulled up with a grin. He pulled his helmet away and pushed his sunglasses up. "'Ello there me lovely. Did ya miss me?" Lars smirked at him and walked over flicking his smoke away from his mouth. He leaned down and Alli wrapped his arms around his neck. He kissed him softly as Lars wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him up from the bike making him squeak and laugh. He giggled softly and pushed his hair from his face. "Ah take that as a aye…?" Lars laughed and kissed him again, passionate and longing. "So much." Alli smirked at him. "Oh aye? Care ta prove it?" Lars smiled at him and let him down. "With pleasure. Grab your stuff." He nodded and grabbed his back pack and took his hand. Leaning against his arm he followed him to the house and moved inside. Once inside he placed the bag on the floor in the living room and squeaked as Lars wrapped his arms around his waist and nibbled at his shoulder, making him putty in his arms. "Nggh…feck." He moaned softly laying his back against him. The blond smirked and nipped at his neck, making Alli moan more and tilt his head to the side to give him more room. Lars' reached his hand around the redhead's fronts and slid his hand down to palm him gently. Allistair moaned louder and backed his hips into him and ground his ass against him. This made Lars shudder and pull at his pants to get the off. The red head panted and smirked turning to the blond and pushing his hands under his shirt. He kissed his chest and pulled the shirt away. Following Lars pulled Allistair shirt from the tone body. Clothes were tossed everywhere and Alli had only been here for a few minutes. Lars laid on the bed and Alli straddled his hips. He sighed and smiled at him as he gently moved down onto his body, both groaning at the intense pleasure of the other. Both panted and Alli shuddered smiling lightly at the other male below him, who pushed his hair back and gave him a loving kiss. "I love you Alli." The redhead smiled and groaned as he started to moved his hips making the blond moan more. "Ah love ye too…" Lars smirked up at his lover as he started to move against his body. He moaned and shuddered. They moved together, hard and fast, the way they both enjoyed it. The way that made both of them feel so alive. Lars gripped the other's member and stroked him at the same pace as his thrusts. The red head felt his stomach tighten as he got closer to his release. He moaned tossing his head back and panting. He tightened himself around the blond and yelled as he came. The blond winced at the tightness and moaned. "God, Alli!" He thrusted hard once more and released deep inside of him. Alli shuddered and moaned, leaning down and kissing the blond sweetly. "Ah love ye so much…" He smiled and panted. "Ik hou van je schat." Alli smiled and pulled off curling into his chest. Lars smiled and pulled the blanket up close to them, dozing off as they held each other.

Alli suddenly bolted up from the bed, his chest was on fire. It hurt so badly. He panted and gasped, coughing violently into his hand. Lars sat up franticly and touched his back. "Alli?! Allistair?! Talk to me, vhat's vrong?" Alli shuddered to control his breathing and pulled his hand away from his mouth. It was covered in blood. His eyes got wide and he looked over at Lars with a genuinely terrified looked. "Lars…s-somethin's wrong. Somethin' happe-…" He coughed again, harder this time, his hands filled with blood and it spilled over onto the bed. Lars wanted to panic. He had never seen such a thing. He grabbed Alli and pulled him into his arms and held him tightly. "Shh…I-I have you." Alli coughed more and felt bad he was getting blood all over Lars and the bed. Finally he passed out, his body going limp. Lars gently laid moved him onto the couch, wiping the blood from his face and face. He wrapped the blanket around him tightly. Allistair's who was buzzing on the table. Lars picked it up and saw it was Arthur. He answered it. "Arthur." He said into the phone.

"Lars?! Shit, I forgot he was with you this weekend. Is he okay?"

Lars shook his head even though the other couldn't see it. "N-Nein…He's been coughing up a lot of blood and now he's passed out on the couch." He paused and looked over at the sleeping redhead. "Vhat happened…? I know something did, tell me vhat." He listen to Arthur pause, like he was working up the courage to say it. "Arthur?"

"A bomb…someone planted a bomb and set it off in Edinburgh. Their trying to put out the fire now…but…"

He paused and Lars was almost ready to drop the phone.

"It's bad Lars. That's his capital…and it's really bad. H-he…could die from this."

The blond dropped the cell phone and looked over at the Scot. Terror ran through him at the thought of losing Allistair. He couldn't lose him. He couldn't be alone again.

"Lars? Lars?! Are you there?"