Chapter 4

Forty-five minuets after beginning his search Tyson came across the humvee. It was immediately clear that there had been a serious fire fight. The remains of the humvee were engulfed by hot, angry flames. Empty bullet casing were scattered about nearby along with the lifeless bodies of several Somalis, but still there was no sign of Elliot, Williams, Davis, or the cameraman.

Tyson swallowed audibly as the muscles in his abs tightened. The uncertainty of not knowing their fate really bothered him. Had they survived? Were they being held somewhere as hostages? While all of these unanswered questioned were buzzing around in his head one reoccurring thought kept entering his mind. What if Elliot was dead? The possibility of never seeing Elliot alive again was really upsetting to him. He had no ideal how he would continue on without him. The guy had become a very important part of his life.

"Tyse over here," Elliot called from somewhere close by completely taking Tyson off guard since he had allowed his mind to consider the worst outcome, so it surprised him to hear Elliot sounding so lively.

Quickly Tyson glanced around the nearby buildings until he spotted Elliot from a window on the 2nd floor of a shop. Cautiously, Tyson entered the building thoroughly checking the place for threats before heading up the stairs. His heart in his throat the whole time as he went from room to room looking for the one person he desired most in the whole world.

When he opened the last door at the end of the hall what he saw caused a huge smile to engulf his face. Elliot was alive! He was sweaty and tied to a chair that he had maneuvered over to the window.

"Thank god you're here," Elliot said with a smile.

Tyson was silent as he effortlessly lifted the chair with Elliot still tied firmly to it up and moved it away from the window. It was a safety precaution just in case an armed person or group of people passed by outside. He didn't want to give them an easy target.

With Elliot safely way from the window Tyson knelt down in front of him. Their eyes met in a long gaze that Tyson interpreted as an invitation so he did something that he'd wanted to do for a very long time. He planted a kiss on his partner's soft lips as he wrapped his arms around him feeling the rough fabric of the tactical vest against his bare hands.

"I wasn't sure if you were alive," he said as he took in Elliot's reaction to the kiss. To his surprise and delight Elliot didn't show any signs of disgust nor did he protest. Instead he had a look of bewilderment on his face which quickly melted away as he leaned forward opening his mouth allowing for another much more intimate kiss. Tyson complied as he probed Elliot's warm, wet mouth with his tongue. Their kissing was deep and long. The two men stayed like this awhile before Tyson moved to striping away his ballistic collar so that the younger man's neck was exposed. Once Elliot's neck was exposed Tyson set about gently kissing and licking it.

Elliot let out a pleased moan before speaking, "How about untying me bro? This position is really not that comfortable."

"Uh, right," Tyson said breathing out the words since his lips were still firmly planted against Elliot's neck.

As Tyson took out his knife and cut way Elliot's bonds he asked, "Who did this?"

"Clyde did."

"What?" Tyson asked in astonishment since this was not the answer he was expecting. He knew that Clyde couldn't be trusted but this was something he certainly hadn't anticipated.

"Yeah that rotten bastard tied me up and took Davis."

Tyson looked at him a long moment before asking, "What about the others?"

"They're dead."

Tyson blinked in utter disbelief. "But there weren't any bodies."

"Clyde must've taken them."

Tyson shook his head as he mouthed the words, "That's a damn shame. Williams was a good guy and that cameraman was pretty cool too."

"I know," Elliot replied quietly.

Tyson sighed before adding, "None of that matters now," as he gazed fondly at the younger man thankful that Elliot was still alive. "We just gotta get back to the rendezvous point. Once there we'll have Rhodes fly us outta here."

"Great, how 'bout giving me a weapon it'll make the trip back there a lot easier."

"Here," Tyson said as he handed Elliot a Beretta and some ammo. Now that Elliot was armed he proceeded to talk to Alice over the radio, "Alice, come in this is Rios."

Alice responded fairly quickly, "Alice here. Did you find Elliot?" She asked the fear present in her voice.

"Yeah, I did."

She let out a long sigh of relief before saying, "I'm glad. Clyde's contacted SSC to let them know he has Davis and the bodies of Williams and that camera guy. Damnit, I can't remember his name."

"Don't sweat it too much Alice. Davis was the only one who knew it. The guy's first and last names were both something really long and hard to pronounce and he rejected every nickname we gave him."

There was a brief pause before Alice responded, "It's kinda sad," she said sorrow in her voice. "To think you guys spent so much time together and only Davis knew his name."

Tyson changed the subject, "Did Clyde say anything else?"

"Yeah, he also said that he got separated from Elliot and didn't know if he was still alive or not."

Tyson clenched his fist at this piece of information. Silently he vowed that he'd kick Clyde's ass the next time their paths crossed.

Once he was able to regain his composure he spoke to Alice again, "Hey, Alice, have Rhodes meet us at the rendezvous point in an hour.

"Okay," she replied. "But aren't you just a little curious about knowing what Dalton thinks of you disobeying orders."

"Tell me all about later," Tyson said as he turned his radio off again not bothering to wait for a response from Alice. He had other things on his mind. Things he could no longer push to the furthest corners of his mind.

"An hour?" Elliot asked a puzzled look on his face. "Bro it won't take us anymore than 30 minutes to get to the Continental hotel."

"I know," Tyson replied with a mischievous wink.

"Oh, I see," Elliot responded with a wide grin. "I bet if we haul ass we can reduce that time by ten minutes and then…" He didn't finish the rest of his sentence. He left the endless possibilities up to Tyson's imagination.

Just as Elliot had calculated by picking up the pace it only took the pair 20 minutes to arrive at the Continental Hotel. Once there they secured the place. After they were certain that the place was safe they took shelter on the 2nd floor of one of the badly damaged rooms that appeared somewhat stable.

A few seconds after this Tyson found himself frantically kissing Elliot and fumbling with the task of taking off Elliot's Rhodesian vest while Elliot was engaged in releasing him from his heavy tactical gear. When they finally had both of their upper bodies naked and free they found themselves pressed sweaty chest to sweaty chest as they continued to kiss one another urgently.

While breathing heavily into Tyson's mouth Elliot made a request, "I want you to fuck me."

"Man, you are outta your mind," Tyson replied. "This ain't exactly the Ritz Carlton this is a fucked up hotel in Somali."

"I don't care," Salem said as he slowly moved his right hand down Tyson's muscular chest and rock-hard abs. He moved his hand down to Tyson crotch were he proceeded to rub his hard cock through the fabric of his clothes.

This bit of coaxing was all Tyson needed to convince him that this moment alone with Elliot was worth the risk.

Elliot took a few backward steps from Tyson. He then began to unfasten his belt buckle, followed by unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. He slowly slid his pants along with his white briefs down to his ankles revealing his nicely trimmed pubic hair and very erect penis.

Tyson felt his own cock stiffen even more at the sight of Elliot's delicious naked body. Immediately he began the process of baring his own lower half. He could feel Elliot's hungry blue eyes on him the entire time while he was doing this.

"Now what?" Tyson nervously asked. "I've never done this with a dude before."

"Now you fuck my ass," Elliot said as he slowly turned away from Tyson and bent over making himself completely available to Tyson.

This is insane Tyson concluded. They were certainly asking for trouble by deciding to be this intimate in such a dangerous place, yet at the same time there was something extremely erotic about chancing this encounter in a place were they could both lose their lives at any moment.

"You got it," Was the only verbal response Tyson gave as he took the necessary few steps to reach Elliot. Once close enough, he firmly grabbed Elliot by his lean hips and pulled him closer, before slowly sliding into Elliot's tight ass. Elliot arched his back while this was happening and said something incoherent as Tyson continued until he was fully inside Elliot before he started thrusting. He started slowly and lightly at first amazed and afraid at how wonderful it felt to be inside of Elliot. Gradually he increased his speed and force as he began to let go of his initial shock and fear and surrendered to the pleasure. Elliot responded by moving with Tyson's rhythms while stroking his own hard cock at the same time. Both men had their eyes closed as they moved as one, moaning and grunting their pleasure. Losing track of time they continued like this before Tyson climaxed shooting his load into Elliot's ass. Seconds later Elliot also let loose his own load with a whole lot of profanity laced verbals.

"That was awesome man," Tyson said a smile of extreme pleasure on his strong face.

"Hell fucking yeah," Elliot replied while smiling uncontrollably.

The only thing that diverted their attention from one another was the sound of a helicopter above.

"Shit," I bet that's Rhodes," Tyson said as he quickly got dressed.

"Probably," Elliot said as he also hurriedly dressed.

Once both of the two were dressed Tyson said, "Come here," he didn't wait for Elliot to respond as he pulled with younger man towards him. Once he had Elliot in his arms he planted a long, firm kiss on his lips.

"We can't get too carried away," Elliot said through a pant. "We don't wanna blow our chances of getting back to the world."

"Of course not," sighed Tyson as he reluctantly let Elliot go.

Tyson turned on his radio, "Tyson to Rhodes. What's your position?"

"I'm above the roof of the Continental Hotel. Where the fuck are you guys?"

"On our way up," Tyson replied.

As Tyson sat beside Elliot in the helicopter he knew that things would never be the same between the two of them again and he was glad. They were on the path to something wonderful.

While Tyson was thinking this Elliot couldn't help but sit beside him with a self satisfied smile. He had been able to disclose the truth about the only thing that had previously created a wedge between Tyson and himself without even uttering the words. He had revealed this secret by completely surrendering his body to Tyson. The result was that Tyson had accepted him unflinchingly. This gave him an optimistic outlook regarding their future together.