Alec automatically wrapped an arm around Eliot's shoulders when he scooted over. It was quickly becoming natural to them both and Alec felt Eliot relax. It was two months later, when Eliot decided he wanted to go back to the team's apartment and find out why they kept hurt him. Alec said he'd go with and it made Eliot smile. During the two months, Alec had helped Eliot with his lungs and had taken him to see a doctor when the bouts of loosing breath wouldn't stop.
The doctor had said the bruising was permanent and that Eliot had to be careful when he ran. Eliot had nodded and cringed into Alec's side. From then on, Alec would be woken up multiple times in the middle of the night as Eliot's bouts would hit. Then, he'd sit with him for hours as he tried to get his breath back and rub his lungs. Also during the two months, Eliot's blood sugar problem became an every day occurrence due to the constant medication being forced into his body.
Alec kept the fridge stocked with sweets and pasta and Eliot would always grab something in the morning. Alec had asked one day, why Eliot hadn't told him about the bruising issue. Eliot had responded that the bruises he'd given him the one time they'd spared hadn't been bad enough to trigger his pain tolerance dropping.
Currently, they were walking down the street towards the apartment. They'd parked Alec's car one block away. They made it to the door and Eliot started pulling a set of lock picks out of his hair. Alec snickered, " Real nice." Eliot snorted, rolling his eyes. " Please, you aren't prepared for this kind of thing?" asked Eliot. " Yes, but I'd never think about putting the lock picks in my hair." said Alec. " That's because you don't have long hair to mess with." said Eliot. Alec rolled his eyes as Eliot turned and slipped them into the door knob.
He made quick work of the lock, smiling when he heard a faint click. He straightened up and Alec came to his side. Eliot wove the lock picks back into his hair and then Alec wrapped an arm around his shoulders. Eliot turned the knob and opened the door. They walked in and those inside gaped in shock as they saw the two. " Oh, it's you guys." said Alec. Upon recognizing the group of men sitting on the floor.
" Yeah, nice to see you too Alec. Next time, don't throw so hard." said one of the men. The group of men there was the same group who'd 'hurt' Eliot in the warehouse. " What are you doing here?" asked Nate. " I've come for answers. Why did you hurt me? And why were you constantly drugging me?" asked Eliot. " You were hurt. We didn't want to see you in pain." said Parker. " Oh, that's rich coming from you. OK, so if I was so useless Nate, then why did you keep me around for so long?" asked Eliot. " Because, you seeing me as your father came in handy." said Nate.
Eliot's eyes widened and he paled. The shock of hearing that Nate not only knew, but used it against him, had Eliot reeling. He suddenly slapped a hand over his mouth and bolted for the bathroom. " Watch them." snarled Alec. He bolted after Eliot and found him in the bathroom on his knees. He dropped to his knees behind him and caught him as he fell backwards. He scooted back and then put his hand on Eliot's shoulder while he rubbed his lungs with the other hand.
When he was done, he helped him stand and Eliot went over to the sink to rinse out his mouth. When he was done, Alec came to his side and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. They walked out of the bathroom and came back into the living room. They went and stood by the door, facing the group. " Eliot, are you alright?" asked one of the men. Nate's eyes widened in shock as he heard the man speak Eliot's name. " Yeah, just an issue that comes up." said Eliot. " I'm not talking about your trip to the bathroom to hurl from shock. I'm talking about what we had to do in that warehouse." said another one of the men.