Disclaimer: The characters you recognize as J.E. are hers, and I am only borrowing them. There are some original characters that are mine, and I claim them as mine.

Spoilers:Anything from books 1-19 might be used, so if you haven't read them all, you might want to wait to read this story.

This is an AU story, with a mix of characters in canon as well.

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Chapter 21: Coming Together

Hector's POV:

After Bree and Santos left, I made my way silently around the perimeter and found the tracks I was looking for. My eyes narrowed as I followed them through the reservation to the parking lot on the other side. I made it to the perimeter of the second parking lot just in time to see a familiar form slipping into a black SUV and pulling out of the lot. I was pissed that he hadn't trusted me to protect what was his. We were going to have it out when I got back to the safe house. Wherever the chips fell was where they would stay. If we were going to be able to work together, we damn well had to trust each other. I headed to my own vehicle, thinking of all the things I planned to say to him when I got back.

Pulling into the garage at the safe house, I climbed out of the truck, slamming the door as I strode to Micha's room. I didn't bother to knock on the door when I reached it. Instead, I used my foot to kick it open and let it slam into the wall. I wanted the bastard to know I was pissed. The force that the door hit the wall with had it swinging back and slamming shut behind me as I stepped into the room.

Micha turned with a mocking smile on his face, his eyebrow raised as he asked in my native Spanish, "What the hell has your shorts in a twist?"

I glared at him, continuing our conversation in Spanish as I demanded, "Did you really think I wouldn't watch over your sister?"

He glared back at me. "Are you saying you wouldn't do the same if I had left with Angel?"

I put my hands on my hips and sent him a disgusted look. "I would have trusted you to watch over her."

Micha sent me another mocking glare as he said, "Like hell you would have. I remember the look on your face when I'm the one she lets comfort her when she has her nightmares."

I looked at him sadly, shaking my head before angrily admitting, "That's not because I don't trust you. It's because it hurts me that she's afraid of me, damn it!"

Micha looked genuinely confused. "She's not afraid of you. She's afraid for you. There's a big difference."

I frowned, then demanded, "What the hell are you talking about?"

His gaze locked with mine and he said, "Angel knows you've killed for her. It hurts her soul, and she will do anything she can not to put you through that again."

I raised a mocking eyebrow at him and asked, "And how would you know that?"

He gave me a serious look and replied, "Because I can feel her emotions."

I glared at him before saying, "You're evading the true issue."

He glared, taking a step forward. "Like hell I am!"

I stepped into him, slipping my leg behind his and attempted to take him to the ground. Of course, he countered my move, and we struggled for several minutes before I was finally able to take him down on the bed. I was breathing hard from the exertion, as this was the first time in a long time I'd had to work as hard as I had to take someone down. I took in the aggression on his face and lowered my mouth to his, giving into the desire racing through my body as his mouth opened under mine and our tongues dueled. I deepened the kiss as I ran my hands over him, and when I lifted my head to look down at him, I spoke in barely more than a whisper. "Now tell me you aren't evading the issue."

Micha growled and rolled us so I was on the bottom and he was leaning over me. His hand ran over my body as his eyes took in every detail of my face. I watched the emotions race across his face, and seconds later, his mouth came down on mine and our mouths once again dueled for control. I felt the desire build, and we tore at each other's clothes. In no time, we were both lying naked on the bed. My hand made its way to his cock, and I grasped it firmly. He jumped and moaned in pleasure, and I smiled as I said, "We're going to do this, and it's going to be out of this world fantastic."

He laughed and lifted his body off mine before grinning and saying, "You better be able to deliver after that. I've been wanting this for months."

I smiled at him with a twinkle in my eyes and replied, "I never make promises I can't keep."

His eyes darkened with desire as he lowered his head and blew in my ear before saying, "Good to know."

Those were the last words we spoke as our mouths met and the desire kicked up several notches as our hands explored each other. When he entered me from behind, I felt the tightness, and I trusted him like I'd never trusted anyone else before in my life. He heightened my pleasure as he used his hands to pleasure me and his mouth was alternating between biting and kissing me where ever he could reach. When his speed picked up, I knew he was close to climax. I used a technique I'd learned years ago, tightening myself to increase his pleasure. The minute I tightened, he cried out and pumped into me like a demon as he went over the edge in orgasm.

I slowed down my caressing of his body to let him come down from the ledge he'd been on, but he shook his head and slipped out of me as he wrapped his large hand around my cock. He used his thumb and did something with his nail on the tip of my cock that had me bucking in pleasure. He cupped me with both his hands and leaned down to blow on me. I felt the pleasure notch up and felt myself tightening. I mounted him and thrust inside till I was fully sheathed inside him. Micha moaned with pleasure, and I smiled as I thought about the night ahead of us. Slowly, I moved inside him until the pleasure built to the point I could no longer hold back. I was pumping in and out of him as fast as I could, when I suddenly exploded, crying out with my release. I continued to pump until there was nothing left, and then I leaned down and kissed the nape of his neck.

I pulled out of him, and he turned to take me in his arms. We lay facing each other, our legs interwoven and our mouths clinging in drugging kisses. My breathing slowly returned to normal, and I fell asleep in the arms of my lover.

The next time I opened my eyes, I was unsure of how long we'd slept, but the growling of our stomachs was loud in the otherwise quiet room. I felt Micha chuckling against me, and I leaned back to look in his eyes. Neither of us said anything as we slipped from the bed to quickly shower before heading to the dining room for dinner. It was nearly six thirty p.m. when we left the bedroom to get to the dining room. When we entered the room, there were several knowing smiles on the faces of the people around the table. We sat down next to each other and dug into the food we were served.