(AN: I'm sorry, really sorry. I'm having some problems and stuff but I didn't mean to not update this. So here it is Chapter 6. I had fun writing this chapter and I think I made George a little OOC on a few parts in here but I like it and I think that it reflects a side of George that might be there. I hope you like it and please review to tell me what you think because I want to know if it's any good.)
George sat in the room, bored to death. His mind kept drifting to Elliot. He shook his head again and tried to concentrate on what the speaker was saying.
A feeling of failure spread over him as he let his mind wander again. With a mental shrug he let himself go. It didn't happen very often and he was bored anyway.
If Elliot was right then he was being stalked by a lunatic that had issues. But Elliot could overreact from time to time.
Elliot didn't like the man for whatever reason and found that hating him and keeping him away from George was his best option.
Eric had his quirks but he wasn't crazy but then again the constant popping up was starting to make him uncomfortable.
Elliot on the other hand, following him to protect him or wanting to know where he was, was normal. The detective still didn't understand that he could take care of himself.
He was brought out of his thoughts as he heard the screeching of chairs. He stood and made his way to the door. It wasn't surprising to find Elliot outside of the door waiting for him.
"Hey doc," Elliot said with a smile. George cocked an eyebrow and looked the taller man over.
"I thought we could get lunch." George looked around the hallway.
The sensation of being watched came back with full force. Elliot looked around sensing his discomfort.
"Lunch sounds nice," George said, looking back at Elliot. Elliot gave him a smile and they both started to walk towards the dining room.
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"Do you want to play hooky?" Elliot nearly choked on his food.
"You can't be serious, doc." George smirked.
"I don't want to stay here and I know you wouldn't mind getting away from here too." Elliot smiled slightly.
"Didn't know you had it in you, doc." George smiled. Elliot sat there staring at the full blown smile. It wasn't often and he loved every time he saw him smile.
George cocked an eyebrow as he looked at Elliot who was still staring at him.
"Where would we go?" Elliot asked, realizing he was still staring at George.
"We can go out and walk around. You haven't been out too much unless you were following me." Elliot looked sheepish and his expression held a small amount of guilt.
George could tell that he didn't regret doing what he did. "Some remorse would be nice."
Elliot shrugged and went back to eating.
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They walked together down the street. George pointed out different things to Elliot and they talked about different things as they got further from the hotel.
George looked up and smiled when he saw the arcade. Elliot stopped a little in front of him and looked in the same direction.
"An arcade?" The detective looked amused as George shrugged.
"I like to play games, sometimes." Elliot looked away and smiled. There was really a lot about the man that he didn't know. This was an amusing tidbit about him.
"Well since we're here, I guess we could at least find a game that I can beat you at," he said as he looked at George.
George cocked an eyebrow as his lips twitched upward. God knows that Elliot loved it when he did that. It annoyed him too but he still loved it.
The doctor shook his head and walked towards the door of the arcade. Elliot followed wondering what he just got himself into.
The flashing of different games lit the semi-dark place. He followed George to one of the games.
"This one," he said as he stood in front of a machine. It was a zombie game and Elliot didn't bother to take any real notice of the game's name. The machine was separated and there were two handguns, one on each side.
"Really," Elliot said, wondering why he would pick a game that he would probably have more experience at. George nodded and pulled out his wallet.
"We need quarters," he said as he looked for an appropriate bill. Elliot shook his head as he pulled the couple of dollars he had in his pocket out.
"Is six dollars worth of quarters good?" He asked as George looked up.
George nodded his head and put his wallet back in his pocket. Elliot smiled and went to get the quarters.
George watched as Elliot walked back.
"How many quarters do we need?" The detective asked as he watched George pull one of the guns out.
"Three," the doctor said as he smiled at Elliot. Elliot gave him three and pulled another three.
"Ready to be beat?" George shrugged and put his three quarters into the machine.
"I guess I am." Elliot narrowed his eyes at him and put in his own quarters.
"Can we switch sides?" George asked realizing that he was standing on the right. Elliot looked at him.
"It'll be awkward for us both when we have to reload." Elliot looked down at both their hands. George was left handed so it would be very annoying if they hit each other by accident.
"Sure. I guess we both forgot." They quickly switched sides.
"The person who dies the most, loses," George said as they started the game.
Elliot concentrated as they went through what looked like the first section of level one. He shot at the first zombie he saw and glanced over at the doctor who had already taken out two.
"You've played this before, haven't you?"
"Once," George said never taking his eyes off of the screen. Elliot got hit and he quickly ducked before coming back up and took out two more.
He ducked again and looked at George who took his last shot. The doctor flicked the gun off the screen hit the trigger, brought the gun back to the screen, and took out two more.
The detective could have jumped him right there. It was a turn on to watch. The whole move was fluid as if it was second nature. He was going to have to coax the doctor to a firing range sometime soon.
Elliot looked at back at his screen and continued to play. They stood there as they continued to work their way through the first level. George looked over at Elliot when the cut scene for level two came up.
"This is going to be interesting." Elliot nodded knowing he only had two more times to be injured before he died.
The doctor was good and hadn't been hit once. Elliot was impressed and now he knew he was going to have to step up his game.
They continued on and Elliot finally died in the middle of the third level. Soon they were tied when George died in the fifth level.
Elliot looked at him with an amused smile and George shrugged. They started to attract attention when three boys stood there to watch them.
"I've never made it that far," one of them said. Elliot smiled as he continued to play.
They finally made it to the last level and they had attracted a small group of teenagers. "It's still tied," Elliot said as they started the last level.
"Well I have five hits left and you have three. We'll see who lasts." Elliot smiled and started to shot." George was hit again and Elliot took the zombie out as George reloaded and took out three.
"Almost done," George said as he shot another one. Elliot ducked again and George followed suit and reloaded again. He looked at George who smiled at him and looked back at his screen.
The detective smirked and he continued to shoot.
George lowered the gun and smiled when the screen said new high score. He looked at Elliot.
"I guess it's a tie." He turned back to the screen and entered some initials.
Elliot looked at George's screen and laughed when he saw 'DOC'. Elliot entered his initials and George smiled when he saw 'DET'.
They put the guns back and they kids gave them high fives. Elliot shook his head as they walked out of the arcade.
He blinked rapidly as he eyes started to adjust to the light. The sun was setting and the sky had a reddish orange tint to it.
"So you only played once." George nodded and smiled at Elliot as they walked down the street.
"There was a wager when Eric dragged me out to go with some of his co-workers. One of them picked me to play. He thought I was the easy target. They don't know that I also have to go through some of the same training as them. So I played. I beat every one of them hands down."
Elliot smiled at George.
"That must've have showed them." George's smile waned slightly.
"Yes it did. Eric wasn't too happy." Elliot narrowed his eyes at George.
"What did he do?" George looked at Elliot.
"There's nothing to tell Elliot. Nothing happened. None of them really liked me after that." Elliot didn't believe him but he nodded. After that they walked back to the hotel in a tense silence.
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"What did he do to you? And don't give me that nothing because I know he did something to you even if it wasn't that day." George turned and looked at Elliot.
They stood in the middle of his room. Elliot looked as if he would kill someone if he answered what he suspected.
"He cheated on me and he hit me because he got angry because I told him it was over. I told him I never wanted to see him again." He could see the fury in Elliot's eyes.
"It was three years ago, Elliot. There is nothing you can do about the past." Elliot looked up at him.
"I could snap his neck," he growled.
"Stop it Elliot. There's nothing you can do about it," the doctor said as his voice got louder.
"Yes, I can. He's not coming near you again as long as we're here."
"Why won't you just leave this alone?" George yelled.
Elliot stepped closer to him. "I can't leave this alone. I have to protect you," Elliot said, softly.
He leaned down and his lips lightly brushed against George's. Elliot pulled away a little and he looked George. George looked stunned.
"I'm …," Elliot's words were cut off as George started to kiss him.
Elliot smiled and pulled him closer. He walked both of them forward until George's back hit the door. Elliot broke the kiss and started to lick at the doctor's neck.
George moaned softly.
"I know you're louder than this," Elliot said, licking the shell of George's ear. George bit his lip. Elliot rubbed his hand over the forming bulge in the doctor's pants. George pushed against him and moaned.
"I knew it."
"Fuck you, Elliot." Elliot looked down at him amused.
"You have such a dirty mouth, doc." George glared at him.
"I don't think I've ever heard you say vulgar words like that. It's a turn on," Elliot said, his voice husky. He kissed him again and George responded to him.
The detective pulled the smaller man off of the door. The doctor's arms automatically found their way around Elliot's neck.
Elliot turned them around and they fell on top of the bed. George moaned as Elliot nipped at his bottom lip.
"Elliot," he moaned as arched against the taller man. Elliot moved down to the doctor's neck and started to unbutton George's shirt.
He bit and nipped at George's neck as he pulled at the buttons of the dress shirt.
"I want you," George said as Elliot looked up at him. George's eyes were completely black and glazed over. Elliot smirked as he continued to his destination.