roar of the helicopter. "Got it, I'm heading out!" the pilot gave a thumbs up before taking
off the ground, the force of the blades forcing the redhead to shield his face as dust
kicked up. Raymond checked the clip in his handgun before giving a nod to the rest of his
team. "Ok, we've got about fifteen minutes before the next chopper comes in, let's get a
move on." "Where should we start looking?" a tall brunette glanced at Raymond.
"We'll check downstairs, then work our way down and come back up."
"Sounds good to me, let's just hurry up and get this over with." A blonde rookie
responded. Raymond gave a nod and hurried to the open door.
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"Carl and Jack, you cover the front. Mack and Larry, you bring up the rear." Raymond
ordered, wiping sweat from his forehead. "We're on it, Ray." Jack gave a grin before
jogging ahead with his blonde partner. Raymond began checking every office they
passed, opening doors and calling out to any survivors. "Anyone in here? We're with the
FBC." He called as he craned his head cautiously in a meeting room. No one was there.
"Is there even anyone left in the building? Maybe they all ran outside." Carl nervously
rubbed the back of his neck. "It's possible. But we need to be sure." Raymond placed his
hand on his hip and stared at the floor in thought.
This wasn't looking good. They were on the third floor and hadn't seen any more people
since that last group they evacuated on the roof. Two more floors and then they would
have to check in with Director Lansdale on how to proceed.
If it were possible, Raymond would've evacuated the entire city.
But unfortunately, a man could only do so much.
"Let's keep moving. We'll keep going down until we reach the main hall, then we can try
moving some civilians from the streets up to the roof." Raymond checked his watch out
of habit. "Go outside? Ray, that's suicide!" Larry's eyes widened as the tattooed man
gawked at the red haired man's plan. "I know. I know it's risky, but I want to get as many
people out of this damn city as possible. It's our job, so let's do what we came here to
do."
Mack scoffed as he scanned the hallway they came from, making sure those lizard freaks
weren't following them. "Alright, if you say so."
Raymond gave a brief smile at Mack's trust in him. Raymond was still a cadet himself,
this was his first mission to prove his leadership skills.
Carl and Jack instantly took lead and cautiously continued forward.
Suddenly they heard these strange sounds. Was that thumping?
"Fuck, more-!" Jack's curse was cut short when a hunter's claw pierced his chest
and lifted him off the ground. "Jack!" Carl cried as he began shooting at the monster.
"Shit!" Raymond hissed as he began firing at the oversized amphibian, hitting squarely in
the head and eyes. The hunter screeched as it fell back from the flurry of gunfire.
"Mack, Larry get over here!" Raymond yelled as he shot another hunter before it got the
chance to swipe at Carl's neck. Carl rushed to Jack's side, checking for a pulse.
"Jack…" Carl bowed his head as he closed his friend's eyes.
"Carl get back!" Larry shouted as a hunter bounded towards the team.
Carl was too slow to react when a hunter leapt in the air and brought it's claw down onto
the young man, disemboweling him. Carl cried out in pain as his insides were ripped out
in fleshy chunks. "Damn it! Why did today have to be the day I didn't bring my
grenades?" Mack spat as he brought down another hunter with his machine gun.
Raymond was frozen in place. He could not tear his eyes away from Carl's limp body.
The kid was so young…
"Ray, look out!" Larry shoved Raymond out of the way, a giant claw slashing his throat.
Larry stumbled and fell back while clasping his hands around his neck, trying to stop the
bleeding. Raymond crawled over to Larry to try and help stop the bleeding. "Larry, hang
on!" Raymond took out his handkerchief and pressed it against the torn flesh.
"Ray..go.." Larry gurgled as blood dribbled down his lips. "No, I won't!"
Mack grabbed onto Raymond's arm and pulled him up. "Come on, we have to go!"
The spiky haired man practically dragged the redhead away from the bleeding man.
"This can't be happening…" Raymond swayed in shock, tripping over his own feet.
"We're outnumbered. We gotta find backup!" Mack panted as he reloaded his shotgun.
Raymond clenched his teeth in anger. He hated himself. He couldn't save his own men.
He was a pathetic excuse for a leader. Completely useless!
"Here comes some more!" Mack called over to Raymond as a couple more charged on all
four legs towards the two men. Raymond took aim and managed to take one down.
Mack took out two as a few blasts burst from his shotgun, whooping in victory.
Raymond narrowly dodged a swipe from a claw, it just grazed the back of his blue vest.
The redhead gasped as his gun clicked empty. There was a deafening silence as dread
sunk in and his heart dropped. The hunter screeched with glee as it faced the young man.
"Oh..fuck.." Raymond fumbled for another clip. Mack shot at the hunter's back, earning
a growl from the monstrosity. Raymond managed to slap in another clip just as the hunter
towered over the brunette, cornering him. "Mack, move!" Raymond fired a few shots at
the scaly behemoth just as Mack rolled out from the hard place. The hunter screeched and
collapsed forward with a loud thump. "Ray, watch out!" Mack cried.
Raymond failed to see the hunter that stood behind him. A grave mistake.
The hunter stabbed Raymond in the leg, it made a sickening gushing sound. Pain
overwhelmed Raymond but his mind failed to even fathom screaming. Raymond
wordlessly fell back, roughly landing against a wall. That earned a pained grunt from
him. "Son of a bitch!" Mack began shooting at the hunter. When his gun clicked empty,
he panicked and searched his pockets for more shells. Another hunter took a swipe at
Mack, his head coming clean off. Mack's body crumbled to the floor in a messy heap.
Raymond was left alone. So alone…
Tears stung the red haired man's eyes as he stared at his friends corpse.
He was going to propose to his girlfriend next week…A loud screech brought him back to his senses and he took aim at the hunter that dared to
Kill his friend. "Damn it!" he yelled as he fired at the beast before him.
The hunter fell in defeat, giving the man a moment to breathe.
Raymond instinctively reloaded his handgun, taking care to be prepared before more
came for him. He was having some difficulty as his hands trembled.
Raymond sniffed hard to prevent himself from crying. He couldn't lose it now.
He grunted in pain as he took hold of the wall and pulled himself up.
'I still have a mission to do.'
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Raymond limped along down the hallway, listening for any significant sounds.
He still hadn't seen any more survivors, which was disheartening on so many levels.
The FBC was too slow to react to this crisis. Worst of all, his men died for nothing.
Yet here he was, hobbling in a deserted hallway with a bum leg and a prayer that there's
someone other than him left alive.
He heard the familiar thumping. They were coming for him.
'no, please. No more..!'
Raymond paused where he stood and raised his gun as a flash of green appeared out of
the corner of his eyes. He fired more shots at the creatures as they picked up speed.
A hunter leapt into the air and landed in front of the redhead, taking a swipe at his chest.
The claw grazed the kevlar vest and knocked Raymond back into the wall behind him.
"Bastards!" Raymond snarled as he kept firing at the green targets.
'they just keep coming. Why..?'
"Raymond!"
that voice…could it be?
Gunfire burst from further down the hall, taking out two hunters. Raymond blinked insurprise. He managed to knock back two hunters, keeping them at bay.
Parker Luciani and Jessica Sherawat came running down the hall, toting machine guns.
"Parker!" Raymond felt his heart jump in his throat. To say that it was a pleasant surprise
would be an understatement. "We're here cadet, just hang in there!" Parker hollered as he
fired at the hunters with ease.
Finally, the hunters were all taken care of and the trio could rest. "Are you alright?"
Jessica cocked her head to the side, wincing after taking in the sight of the redhead's leg.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. But my leg.." Raymond tried to sit himself up, only to yelp in pain.
"Grab hold of me." Parker leaned down and wrapped his arm around Raymond's waist
and helped him stand to his feet. "You were supposed to evacuate with the others,
Raymond. What are you still doing here?" Parker peered at the younger man. "there are
civilians out there, we've got to help them." Raymond tightened his grip on Parker's
shoulder as the pain in his leg increased. "There's too many of them, we have to
regroup." Parker shook his head. "But-" "I'm sorry, Raymond. But we can't" Parker lead
the redhead back down the hall. "We need to get to the meeting room. Lansdale will
know what to do." Jessica walked beside Raymond, glancing over her shoulder every so
often. "Right, let's hurry then." Parker tightened his grip on the cadet.
In that moment, Raymond felt the safest he had ever felt in a long while.
It was so good to be with familiar faces again…
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Raymond continued to wince and grunt in pain as he limped alongside Parker.
The brunette glanced down at the redhead's leg, noticing the blood pouring down his leg.
"You're losing too much blood, Raymond. We need to set you down somewhere." Parker
glanced around the hallway as if looking for a blunt sign telling him 'he'll be safe here!'
But of course, no such sign could be found in a situation like this.
"You should be ok here." Parker helped Raymond sit down on the floor. "We'll go and
look for some bandages for your leg, stay right here." Parker winked at Raymond in
reassurance. Raymond gave a slight nod and brought his good knee up to his chest.
He watched as Parker and Jessica jogged down the hall and disappeared through a door.
Raymond bowed his head and squeezed in knee to try and comfort himself.
He didn't like being alone. He had wished that his damn leg wasn't hurt, he couldn't
stuck with Parker and Jessica. Now that he was alone, he was so vulnerable.
He was vulnerable to those monsters, and his guilty conscience.
Raymond's fist slammed against the floor in anger. He bit his lip and placed his forehead
against his knee. 'why did they have to die?'
He blamed himself for his team's death. If they had evacuated like they were ordered
after rounding up the first batch of survivors, they would have lived. But no, he had to
play hero and stay behind. But it was his job to help people in need. What kind of human
being would he be to just leave innocent people to die at the hands of monsters?
Raymond's body shook as a single sob escaped past his lips.
'why did they have to die? Why couldn't it have been me?'
He slammed his fist into the floor again, wincing at the pain that shot through his arm.
Why should he care if he's in pain now? He deserves it for his mistake.
He deserves it for letting his friends die.
Raymond kept slamming his fist into the floor until he was starting to wonder if his
knuckles were bleeding.
An all too familiar screech made his heart drop, his head snapped up.
More Hunters…
Raymond took aim and began firing into the oncoming monsters that screeched and
growled at the sight of their next meal. "Get away from me, you bastards!" Raymond
spat. More and more of them just kept coming. Was it ever going to end?
Raymond's hands began to shake, but he wasn't sure if it was from the adrenaline rush or
fear. The redhead remembered that he still had his ear piece and could radio Parker for
back up. He took the opportunity and only hoped that Parker's still worked.
"Hunters are here, get back here now!" Raymond cried desperately as he put another
bullet into a Hunter's skull, causing it to fall back.
"Take it easy, cadet. We're coming!" he could hear Parker's voice on the other end.
It gave him courage, it always did back in his early days on the force.
More than anything he really wished that he was more like his commanding officer…
Raymond reloaded his gun as a hunter slowly approached, hunched over and claws
scraping against the tiles. Raymond managed to kick the hunter back with his good leg
and shot it between the eyes.
He heard a loud bang as a door slammed against the wall, announcing his friend's
presence. His heart fluttered as he saw Parker firing his machine gun at the creatures.
Raymond continued to fire back from his end of the hallway, struggling to get good shots
in from his position on the floor.
Once the hunters were all cleared out, Parker strode over to Raymond and bent down.
"Alright, let's have a look at that leg." Parker began to unwrap the plastic packaging on
the bandages. Raymond relaxed his injured leg and tried to straighten his back
against the wall. "hm, looks deep. You're probably going to need to have a doctor look at
it when we get out of here." The brunette wrapped the bandages around the redhead's leg
securely. Raymond stared intently at Parker's face. He had such beautiful eyes…
Parker tightened the bandages, earning a grunt from the redhead.
"How's that?" Parker cocked his head to the side at the young cadet. Raymond slowly
pulled himself up off the floor and walked a few steps experimentally. "It's a bit better. at
least now I can walk." Raymond breathed a sigh of relief. "Good, now we can take that
elevator and meet up with Lansdale." Parker smiled. Raymond gave a nod with a slight
smile in return.
He lied, his leg still hurt like hell, but he was just glad that he could continue on beside
Parker. He didn't have to be alone anymore…
Jessica pressed the button to call for the elevator, glancing back at the two men.
"it's a good thing that the power is still on." She smiled. "Yeah, I don't think you could
really climb all those stairs yourself, cadet." Parker chuckled. "You're probably right."
Raymond blushed a light pink in embarrassment. The elevator doors parted open with a
ding and the trio gratefully walked inside. Parker and Jessica reloaded their guns while
Raymond watched the floor numbers light up after each floor they passed.
The sooner they got out of here, the better.
"How could Veltro get ahold of so many B.O.W.'s?" Raymond glanced at Parker and
Jessica. Parker cocked an eyebrow at the sudden question. "it just seems too well thought
out, you know? It all happened so quickly." Raymond shook his head in disbelief. "I
don't know, how does anyone get their hands on B.O.W.'s?" Parker shifted his weight as
he waited for the doors to open. "They're such a small group, they must have had help."
Raymond narrowed his eyes at the floor. "Raymond, it's not our job to investigate this.
We just do what we can to evacuate civilians." Parker gave Raymond a sympathetic look.
Before more could be said, the doors opened with a pleasant ding.
The trio exited the elevator and cautiously proceeded down the corridor.
"We're close to the meeting room now, just a little bit further." Parker nodded at the duo
behind him. They heard thumping and screeching approaching fast.
"God, more of them?" Jessica cried out as she opened fire. "Jessica, we need to protect
Raymond. Cadet, leave the fighting to us." Parker nodded at the redhead. Raymond gave
a nod and followed closely behind his superiors.
Parker and Jessica continued to fire at the creatures while Raymond struggled to keep up
as he hobbled down the stairs. "This way, cadet." Parker nodded at another staircase that
led to the meeting room. "A lot of good these barricades did." Jessica scoffed at the
wooden boxes and tables that blocked off parts of the staircases in the main hall.
"Go on ahead Raymond, we'll take care of the rest of them and catch up with you."
Parker urged the younger man as he fired a few more shots. "Yes sir, I'm on my way!"
Raymond opened the door and hurried inside.
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Raymond limped down the narrow corridor, taking notice to how empty the hall was.
"Yes, everything is going according to plan. Enjoy the rest of your stay on the Queen
Dido, Norman." Norman? The leader of Veltro?
Is Director Lansdale talking to the leader of Veltro?
Raymond threw open the door and stumbled into the room, peering at Lansdale while
taking bated breaths. Lansdale froze at Raymond's sudden presence, but he didn't falter.
"Use of the Regia Solis has been approved, all evidence of the virus will be wiped out."
Raymond grunted painfully as he rested his back against the wall.
'Did I hear him right? Did he help in Veltro's plan?'Raymond wasn't sure if Lansdale was playing a key role alongside Veltro or if he was
hallucinating. Either way, none of what the older man was saying sounded good.
Lansdale's back was turned as he finished his phone call.
Parker and Jessica burst through the doors and panted as they tried to catch their breath.
Parker gave a respective salute to the director, earning a wave from the old man.
The brunette glanced at the redhead and walked over to him.
"Does it still hurt?" Parker looked at the bandaged thigh.
'Poor guy, it must hurt like a bitch.'
Raymond looked up at Parker and gave a reassuring smile. 'hell yeah it does!'
"Parker, the Regia Solis has been approved. We must take our leave now." Lansdale
strode over to the trio. "Sir, what about the civilians?" Raymond looked at the director
with concern. "I'm afraid there's nothing more we can do, my boy. The city is too big
and we're a small group. We can't afford to let this disaster spread."
Raymond's heart sunk at the words that so easily left the man's lips.
'that's it? We came all this way to help and we're just going to leave?'
"But…" Raymond was at a loss for words. 'they'll all die!'
"Parker, Jessica, we're going to the roof now." Lansdale walked briskly through the door,
Jessica following close behind him.
"Hey, are you alright cadet?" Parker placed his hand on Raymond's shoulder.
'we came here for nothing. Everyone died for nothing!'
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Raymond held onto a brace for support as the helicopter began to lift off the ground.
Parker and Jessica sat close to the opening and watched as the city burst and crumbled to
pieces in a ray of light. Raymond stared at the broken city with guilt and bitterness.
"We came here to help but could do nothing.." Parker bowed his head. Jessica patted
Parker on the shoulder, moving over to sit on one of the seats. Parker grunted as he slid
the door shut, taking a seat next to Raymond.
"How are you holding up, cadet?" Parker placed his hand on Raymond's shoulder.
Raymond barely registered that Parker was even speaking to him. He was far too numb to
notice much of anything going on around him.
"Raymond? Earth to Raymond?" Parker gave a slight shake to the redhead's shoulder.
Tears stung the redhead's eyes once more, not caring if they were shed in front of his
commanding officer. Parker's breath hitched when he took notice of the wetness in
Raymond's eyes. The brunette wrapped his arm around the redhead comfortingly.
Raymond's lips quivered and he wrapped his arms around his superiors waist, burying his
face in Parker's shoulder.
"You can't save everyone, Raymond." Parker whispered in Raymond's ear.
"My team..my friends…I couldn't protect them. They were my responsibility."
Raymond sobbed in the brunette's shoulder, his body shaking.
"It's not your fault, cadet. You did all you could." Parker patted Raymond's back.
"Think about the lives you did save today, that means the world to them!" Parker tried to
cheer up the younger man. Raymond sniffed hard and wiped his eyes.
"You're right…you're right." Raymond tried to smile for his superior.
Parker gave a sympathetic smile and patted the redhead's back once more.
"That's the spirit, cadet." Parker beamed.
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"Here, let me help you with that." Parker grabbed Raymond's suitcase from him,
allowing the redhead to walk into the apartment building with ease. "Are you sure this is
ok, Parker?" Raymond glanced nervously at his superior. "of course it is, cadet. Don't
worry about it!" Parker grinned openly as he pushed the elevator button.
Three days after the crisis at Terragrigia, now known as the Terragrigia Panic, Raymond
had been resting at the hospital after getting it cleaned and stitched up. But now he was
unable to move around as much, it would have torn out the said stitches.
Parker offered to let Raymond stay with him at his apartment. The redhead was nervous
to be staying with his superior, but accepted the offer when the Italian refused to take no
for an answer. 'Parker can be so stubborn sometimes..'
although, he was rather curious to see how his superior lived. Hell, it was better than
staying at that stuffy hospital all alone.
"I've got a fold out, so don't worry about being uncomfortable." Parker grinned.
Raymond gave a small smile in response. "I really appreciate letting me stay with you.
But you could've just left me at the hospital." Raymond cocked his head to the side.
"what, and leave you sitting until you start to smell like bleach? No, I won't stand for it."
Parker joked, earning a chuckle from the redhead.
In all honesty, Parker really didn't want to leave the redhead alone at the hospital.
After what happened on the chopper three days ago, it really worried the brunette of the
cadet's mental state. He wanted to make sure that Raymond was alright, and if he wasn't,
he would take care of him. 'that's what friends are for, right?'
Raymond jumped suddenly when the elevator dinged, the doors parting open.
The redhead gave a small laugh to show that everything was alright.
But clearly, it wasn't. he wasn't alright.
'the first sign…' Parker thought sadly as he lead the way down the hall.
The two men stood in front of a black door, Parker unlocked the door and pushed it open.
"Make yourself at home, Ray." Parker patted the cadet on the shoulder.
Raymond walked inside and looked around at the apartment as Parker shut the door.
The first thing his noticed was the black leather couch just a few feet away, signifying
that it was the living room. Followed by that were the photo's on the mantle, he didn't
risk the chance of looking at them now for fear of coming off as nosy.
There was a flat screen tv on top of a black cabinet, he started to wonder if there
was…no, he wouldn't think ahead of himself.
Parker set the suitcase down beside the couch and sighed. "so, you hungry?" he smiled.
"Oh, sure.." Raymond removed his jacket, placing it on the coat hanger by the door.
"Good, I make excellent pasta. Or so I'm told." Parker chuckled as he walked a few feet
away, turning around the corner. Raymond simply followed the man, not wanting to
stand around awkwardly. "Lasagna or spaghetti, Raymond?" Parker set out a few jars of
tomato sauce on the counter. "um, whichever is less trouble." Raymond blushed.
"no trouble at all, Ray. Hmm…Lasagna it is then, it's more filling."
"Do you want some help?" Raymond watched as Parker took out a package of beef from
the fridge, setting it on the counter beside the sauce. "Sure, wash up first." Parker walked
out of the kitchen. "be right back." Raymond gave a nod, turning on the tap on the sink to
wash his hands. Turning around to grab the towel and dry his hands, he stared at the jars
of tomato sauce. They gave him a bad feeling. 'Blood…'
Raymond shook his head, shooing the memories away before he got stuck on them.
He had to hold it together, for Parker.
He honestly didn't want to become a basket case in front of his superior. Not only would
it be awkward, but it might lose him his job at the FBC.
'then what good would I be..?'
"Just had to grab the pasta from pantry." Parker returned to the kitchen. "would you mind
grabbing a bag of ricotta from the fridge? I forgot to get it out." Parker rubbed the back of
his neck. "sure." Raymond walked to the fridge with a slight limp in his step. He opened
the door and bent down with a barely audible grunt to grab the bag of cheese.
Parker watched as Raymond struggled with bending over. He felt bad for asking the man
to grab something from the fridge when he should be resting. But he personally wanted to
see how he was healing. In his opinion Raymond was in pretty good shape, unless he was
faking it, then he had a good poker face.
"Alright, now we're going to fill up this pan." Parker pointed to a glass pan.
"And..we just throw it all in there?" Raymond grinned. "No." Parker chuckled.
"We first put in the pasta, then sauce and cheese, then more pasta. Keep layering them
until the dish is full." Parker set to mixing the sauce and ground beef in a mixing bowl.
"you can go ahead and line the pan with the pasta." Parker nodded at the pan. Raymond
ripped open the bag of pasta, placing the individual strips onto the bottom of the glass
pan. It had been a long time since he cooked anything. He was used to going out to
restaurants or ordering out. Cooking with Parker like this was kind of relaxing…
"Alright, the sauce is ready." Parker set the bowl next to the pan, using a ladle to evenly
pour the sauce onto the pasta. The brunette looked expectantly at the redhead, signaling
him to layer the pasta on top of the sauce. Raymond layered the pasta strips on top of the
beefy sauce, almost painstakingly in perfect order so as to not leave any crevices in
between. Parker and Raymond continued like this until the dish was full.
"Now it can go in the oven." Parker beamed at their handiwork. "it won't burn, will it?"
"ah, don't worry about it being a little crispy on the edges. It adds flavor!"
Parker slid the pan onto the oven rack and closed the door and set the timer.
"Now what?" Raymond crossed his arms as he leaned against the wall.
"Do you like movies, Raymond?" Parker grinned.
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"Alright, dig in." Parker set the two plates down on the coffee table. Raymond picked up
his plate and blew on the chunk of pasta and beef that sat on his fork, eating it whole.
"Hey, this is good." Raymond commented in surprise. "that's great, we did well then."
Parker smiled as he began eating from his own plate.
The men had agreed on watching a movie together until their dinner was done cooking.
Parker nearly had a heart attack when he learned that Raymond never watched the classic
film The Princess Bride. He instantly sat the man down on the couch and popped the
movie in and they watched it for the twenty minutes it took for the lasagna to finish.
After the lasagna had cooked, they couldn't bring themselves to stop watching it.
So they just decided to eat dinner while watching it.
"You can die for all I care!" Buttercup had snarled as she pushed the masked man down
the hillside. The masked man tumbled down the hill. "As..you..wish!" Buttercup then
realized that the masked man was actually her long lost love Westley, the farm boy.
"Oh, my Westley, what have I done!" and promptly throws herself down the hill after
him. The pair continue to comically roll down the hill until they finally reach the bottom.
Raymond struggles not to choke on his lasagna during the entire scene.
"How could she not know that it was him all this time?" Raymond took a sip of water.
"Would you have been able to recognize him?" Parker chuckled.
"probably not. But watching this, it seems so obvious." Raymond wiped at his eyes.
Westley leans over Buttercup "Why didn't you wait for me?" "I thought you were dead."
Buttercup replies with regret. "Death cannot possibly stop love." The two kiss.
Raymond's heart flutters as he watches the movie. It was so beautifully done.
"Parker, I'm so glad you have this movie, I would've missed out on it." Raymond
chuckled. Parker glanced over at the awed young man and bit back a grin.
Maybe it was the warm feeling he got from the movie, but he could've sworn that he
felt something as he was staring at Raymond…
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It was late in the night when he heard those strange sounds. Parker glanced at the
Clock and had to rub his eyes to see the glaring numbers, 2:30. Parker sighed as he sat up
in bed and stretched. He decided to go and investigate whatever was making that sound.
His feet padded quietly as he walked along the wooden floor.
The sound was getting louder as he got closer, and it sounded familiar.
'crying..?'
That's when Parker saw a silhouette sitting up on the fold out bed, body shaking with
every sob. Parker's heart sunk when he realized who it was. "Raymond?" Parker asked
gently as he stepped closer to the couch. The sobbing ceased and turned into hiccups.
"P-Parker..?" Raymond sniffed and quickly wiped his eyes.
"Are you crying?" Parker turned on the lamp, squinting his eyes shut at the glare.
"No, I'm not." Raymond covered his eyes when the light clicked on.
Parker sat down on the bed and placed his hand on Raymond's shoulder.
"come on, now. Tell me what's wrong." Parker leaned over to try and get a look at
Raymond's face, huffing when Raymond refused to reveal himself.
"I just…had a nightmare, that's all." Raymond took his hand away, revealing puffy eyes.
"Terragrigia." Parker said simply. Raymond nodded and sighed.
"It's ok Raymond, I understand." Parker smiled at the redhead reassuringly.
"no, it's not. I'm a grown man and I should be used to the things I've seen." Raymond
shook his head with a frown. "don't act tough, Ray. There are a lot of things that scare
FBC agents." Parker moved in closer. "what?" Raymond glanced at Parker, his cheeks
turning pink at the closeness. "I was in the marines before I joined the FBC. Years ago,
there was an outbreak. I had to kill my own men, before they killed me." Parker replied
sadly. Raymond's eyes widened at the confession. He knew that there must've been a
reason for Parker to join the FBC, but he never knew that it was like that.
Raymond bowed his head in sympathy for Parker's past.
"But you know what?" Raymond picked up his head at this. "I heard about the FBC and
what they are capable of, I joined straight away. It's better to help out then wallow in the
past. It's hard, and it takes time, but you can get through it." Parker smiled.
A hand caressed Raymond's cheek, thumb brushing against his lips. Raymond gasped
And looked at Parker. Parker smiled and leaned in a little closer, giving room for
Raymond to either kiss back or retreat if he chose.
The redhead leaned in and briefly touched their lips together. Parker smiled and deepened
the kiss, running his hand in Raymond's soft hair. The Italian licked Raymond's lips and
slipped his tongue into his warm mouth. Raymond gasped as the slick muscle penetrated
his mouth and caressed his tongue. His face grew hot and he moaned.
"Let's move this along in my bedroom." Parker grinned as he gently lifted Raymond
into his arms and carried him down the hallway.
Raymond snuggled close to Parker's warm chest as he was carried into his room.
He always knew that he felt safe with Parker, but he never knew why until now.
Parker sets Raymond down onto the bed and starts to undress in front of him.
Raymond's breathing becomes shallow as he watches Parker strip his green shirt and
black sweat pants, revealing his muscles. He wondered if Parker ever lifted weights…
The redhead began to feel his own pants begin to tighten. Parker chuckled as he helped
pull off Raymond's white tank top and pajama pants.
The brunette traced his fingers along Raymond's thigh, noticing the stitches.
"I'll help you forget those nightmares.." Parker whispered with a smile.
Raymond blushed as a shy smile crossed his face.
Parker tilted Raymond's chin up so he could kiss him fully on the lips.
Parker reached over to retrieve the bottle of lube from his nightstand, uncapping it and
squeezing the gel into his hand. He wanted to be especially careful with Raymond
tonight, given that his leg was still healing. "Sit up on your knees." Parker helped
Raymond sit up on the bed. "Like this?" "Perfect. Now, I'm going to prepare you."
Parker purred as laid down on his stomach in front of Raymond's cock. He took
Raymond's hot member into his mouth and sucked on him, bobbing his head as the flesh
throbbed and got harder. Raymond threw his head back and arched his back as he
moaned loudly. Parker hummed as he deep throated Raymond's cock, causing the
redhead to buck into the Italian's mouth uncontrollably. "Ahh! A-Ah! Pa..Parker! ohh!"
Raymond moaned and held onto his superior's shoulders. Parker chuckled at the young
man's reaction, glad to be able to satisfy him. He slowly slid his fingers up into
Raymond, stretching his ring and moving the digits in and out.
"Parker, I'm-!" Parker quickly released Raymond's cock from his mouth when he
realized that the younger man was close to climaxing. Raymond whimpered in
disappointment. Parker chuckled and wiped the pre-cum from his lips. "Don't worry,
love. We're just getting started." Parker winked at the redhead.
"sit on my lap and face me." Parker instructed. Raymond placed his hands on Parker's
broad shoulders as he climbed onto his lap and wrapped his arms around his neck.
Parker grabbed his own member and placed the tip at Raymond's entrance, gently
pushing it inside. He then grabbed Raymond's hips and pushed himself further in,
earning a pained grunt from Raymond. "it's alright, we're taking it nice and slow."
Parker whispered as he nibbled on Raymond's ear.
Raymond took deep breaths as he tried to adjust to Parker's size as it slid further inside of
him. Parker took the initiative and began to stroke Raymond's cock. Raymond's head
dropped onto Parker's shoulder as he began to pant and moan. "That's better, isn't it?"
Parker smiled. Once he was fully inside the redhead, Parker began at a slow pace and
quickly gained momentum. Raymond helped Parker with the motion by lifting himself up
and slamming himself down of Parker's member, both men groaned at the friction.
"Yes, you're doing great, Ray. Guh..mm.." Parker panted, kissing the redhead.
Raymond began bucking into Parker faster and moaned louder.
"ahh..oh! haahh…mmm..Parker..!" Raymond gently bit down on Parker's lip.
Parker growled and stroked Raymond's cock faster. Raymond was close to screaming at
this point, the attention to his body was overwhelming. He didn't care who heard.
"Come for me, love." Parker grunted. Raymond arched his back even further, part of him
worried that his spine would break. "ah..! Parker! Ohh! Ahh..!" Raymond's body went
rigid in Parker's arms, going limp with a drawled groan. Parker thrust a few more times
before reaching his own climax. Parker hugged Raymond tightly, kissing his neck.
He gently laid Raymond down on the bed before pulling up the blankets.
Raymond snuggled closely to Parker and wrapped his arms around him, kissing him.
"Good night, love. Have good dreams." Parker caressed Raymond's hair soothingly.
Raymond drifted off to sleep with a smile on his face. Parker kissed Raymond's forehead
before falling asleep himself.
Neither man had nightmares after that night.
Divided they suffered, united they rejoiced.
Therefore, neither had risked self-destruction.
(end)
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My third ParkerxRaymond story. who would've thought I could ever go this long with
them? This story was much more dramatic than what I'm used to, I surprised even
myself! There was actually violence involved, that's a first. Was it exciting enough?
I wanted to write a fic that took place in Terragrigia but there were a few loose ends.
But then I stumbled upon this interesting quote, a theory, that helped move the story
along. "Shared pain is lessened; shared joy, increased—thus do we refute entropy."
As I understood it, Callahan's Law is a theory in which people find happiness when
they're together, putting an end to their pain.
I know that Parker did become a bit of an alcoholic after Terragrigia, based on Jessica's
Report, while Raymond has a strong sense of justice and wanted to save every civilian he
could in-game. So essentially, they were miserable. But they found happiness within each
other and ended their painful struggles-at least in this story, anyway.
I can't believe how long this story is, it's twenty-two freaking pages!
Ah well, having more to read is good, right?
I'm sorry for not posting "Mandrake Falls" when I said I would!
I was busy for the longest time, but then I got caught up with ParkerxRaymond.
Next week, I'll try to write a new PxR fic AND post "Mandrake Falls" for you!
Reviews are always welcomed. See you next time!
Lin