LONELY HEARTS
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Three hearts need each other to mend
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
CHAPTER 61
Frank decided to call Tylo to make sure she still wanted to do this. He called her cell phone and as it rang, his stomach started to turn inside out. When her voicemail answered he was concerned, so he went to find out why she wasn't answering.
He checked the perimeter of the house looking in all windows, there was not any activity downstairs, and he continued to walk around until he saw the sliding glass door ajar.
He immediately drew his gun, entered, and moved throughout the house. At the end of the tour, Tylo was nowhere to be found. Frank left to call the crew to meet him at his house.
Once in the car, he took the rag laced with chloroform and covered her face until she passed out. He looked at her, she was one beautiful woman and he would wake her when he arrived at his apartment
Frank met the team at his house and said, "He's got her."
"How do you know?" Jake asked.
"Because I tried to call her to make sure she wanted to still go through with it. She didn't answer so I went to look around. I found the back door ajar, drew my gun, and searched the place. She was not there."
"Shit! Shit! Double Shit!!! Frank you're not using you head by going in there without backup." Jake said.
"Jake, do I need to remind you that I know what I'm doing?" Frank said calmly.
"Do I need to remind you, the sick bastard has cameras in her house? If he's got her, he also has you on tape and you might have put her in immediately danger."
They arrived at his apartment, he put the smell salt under her nose, to wake her. He moved her into a room where computers were set up and pushed her in a chair. Slowly, she was becoming more aware of her surroundings and the pain in her shoulders.
"Now, that we're wherever you want us to be, can you do something about the handcuffs? My arms are numb and I don't have feeling in them."
"Haven't you ever heard that excruciating pain leads to exquisite pleasure?"
"No, but I guess I am going to find out." She replied.
"Let's have a look at my masterpiece here, see this camera is live of your house and this is previously taped. Nothing going on a live mode anymore, shall we look at when you first knew I was in the house?" He said as he started to rewind the tape. Then a movement caught his eye and he slowed the tape to see it more clearly. He saw a man with a gun drawn searching the house.
He turned around to Tylo and said, "Who is he?"
Tylo looked at the monitor, recognizing Frank said, "Don't have a clue."
He got up, walked over to her, backhanded her, and said, "Wrong answer. Who is he and why does he have a gun drawn?"
She felt the blood trickling down her face looked up at him and said, "Don't know."
Once again he backhanded her saying, "Do you think I'm playing?"
"You have been playing from the first time you called me." She answered.
She was unlike the others; she didn't show fear of him, which made it hard for him to focus, so he left the room.
The angel stood beside Jillian and said, "As long as she remains fearless of him, we have a chance with minimal damage." Jillian shook her head in acknowledgement, she had to help Frank find the way to her.
"Cody, how soon can you get the tracking device online and running?" Frank asked.
"Ah, it's been running since we tested it at the warehouse." Cody answered waiting for the next question.
"How long before we can get a scope of where she is?" "When we can get within a fifteen mile radius." Cody said waiting for the wrath of Frank.
"Are you saying that unless we're up her ass, we don't know where she is?" Frank yelled.
"I'm saying the initial plan was short term distance, who would of thought that she would disappear under your watchful eye?" Cody said sarcastically.
Frank started to say something when Monica laid her hand on his arm. "What's done is done, we can start back in the morning."
"She could be dead by that time." Frank said.
"No, the hunter will play with his prey before the kill, he hasn't had enough time to play."
Some time later he entered the room with a bag of food. "Are you hungry?"
"No, I want to be able to pick my last meal before I die." She said.
He took the burger, fries, and coke put them on a small TV table next to her. "I think you should eat."
She was hungry and the smell of the food was making her stomach growl. "Are you going to take the handcuffs off?"
"Why do you ask a question, you already know the answer to?"
"Fine." She picked up the burger and took a bite. She managed to eat the whole meal handcuffed.
Once she was finished, he removed the table and told her to stand. Tylo did as he asked and he noticed that she winced with pain but didn't cry out.
He took the chair she had been sitting on and turned it around so the back was in the front.
"Straddle the chair." He commanded.
Tylo froze not knowing what he was going to do. He roughly grabbed her arm, pulled her towards him, and pushed her so she would straddle the chair. He then held her hands and uncuffed one bringing it around the back of the chair. He took the other arm and did the same thing then handcuffed her again.
"See if you trust me and listen to what I say, it will be easier for both of us." She felt the pain more in her shoulder blades now then she did before. She heard him drag another chair and put it directly behind her. He then sat down and started to massage her neck and shoulder blades. At his touch, he felt her stiffen, "Relax. Remember excruciating pain is rewarded with exquisite pleasure."
She didn't want to admit it but his hands were like magic and she felt herself involuntary relaxing to his touch. She also felt the evidence of his desire in the small of her back. She made herself drift away from the current situation to imagining Frank being the one that was touching her on a beach watching a beautiful sunset.
He continued to massage her neck, shoulders and then her arms to take away the numbness. She had completely relaxed, that he could no longer resist the temptation that fueled in him. He slowly brought his hands from her arms down her back and around to feel her breasts.
She was so lost in her dream, that when she felt him squeezing her breasts, she moaned, "Frank."
His hands stopped and her brain brought back reality that she had just screwed up. He grabbed a fist full of hair and wrapped it around his arm and yanked it forcing her to cry out in pain.
He hissed in her ear, "Don't you ever moan another man's name in my presence."
Monica had never seen Frank in a state of despair said, "What is Tylo like?"
"What do you mean?"
"Her demur, personality. You have been around her to get a feel for it. First impression."
Frank revisited all the encounters he and his daughter had with Tylo said, "Nothing like my first impression. She can be warm, sensitive, and has a natural way with V. She has her eating out of her hand like she's a goddess. Then she can be cunning, arrogant, and snotty. On more then one occasion we have butted heads."
"Holy shit! The man is in love with her." Cody replied.
"No, Cody, I am not in love with her. Jillian is the only woman I have loved with all my soul and she was taken away from me by a drunk driver." He said it so calmly that everyone felt the eeriness in his voice.
Jillian watched her beloved Frank in pain, he may have thought he loved her with all his soul but Tylo is whom his soul really belongs to.
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Three hearts need each other to mend
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
CHAPTER 61
Frank decided to call Tylo to make sure she still wanted to do this. He called her cell phone and as it rang, his stomach started to turn inside out. When her voicemail answered he was concerned, so he went to find out why she wasn't answering.
He checked the perimeter of the house looking in all windows, there was not any activity downstairs, and he continued to walk around until he saw the sliding glass door ajar.
He immediately drew his gun, entered, and moved throughout the house. At the end of the tour, Tylo was nowhere to be found. Frank left to call the crew to meet him at his house.
Once in the car, he took the rag laced with chloroform and covered her face until she passed out. He looked at her, she was one beautiful woman and he would wake her when he arrived at his apartment
Frank met the team at his house and said, "He's got her."
"How do you know?" Jake asked.
"Because I tried to call her to make sure she wanted to still go through with it. She didn't answer so I went to look around. I found the back door ajar, drew my gun, and searched the place. She was not there."
"Shit! Shit! Double Shit!!! Frank you're not using you head by going in there without backup." Jake said.
"Jake, do I need to remind you that I know what I'm doing?" Frank said calmly.
"Do I need to remind you, the sick bastard has cameras in her house? If he's got her, he also has you on tape and you might have put her in immediately danger."
They arrived at his apartment, he put the smell salt under her nose, to wake her. He moved her into a room where computers were set up and pushed her in a chair. Slowly, she was becoming more aware of her surroundings and the pain in her shoulders.
"Now, that we're wherever you want us to be, can you do something about the handcuffs? My arms are numb and I don't have feeling in them."
"Haven't you ever heard that excruciating pain leads to exquisite pleasure?"
"No, but I guess I am going to find out." She replied.
"Let's have a look at my masterpiece here, see this camera is live of your house and this is previously taped. Nothing going on a live mode anymore, shall we look at when you first knew I was in the house?" He said as he started to rewind the tape. Then a movement caught his eye and he slowed the tape to see it more clearly. He saw a man with a gun drawn searching the house.
He turned around to Tylo and said, "Who is he?"
Tylo looked at the monitor, recognizing Frank said, "Don't have a clue."
He got up, walked over to her, backhanded her, and said, "Wrong answer. Who is he and why does he have a gun drawn?"
She felt the blood trickling down her face looked up at him and said, "Don't know."
Once again he backhanded her saying, "Do you think I'm playing?"
"You have been playing from the first time you called me." She answered.
She was unlike the others; she didn't show fear of him, which made it hard for him to focus, so he left the room.
The angel stood beside Jillian and said, "As long as she remains fearless of him, we have a chance with minimal damage." Jillian shook her head in acknowledgement, she had to help Frank find the way to her.
"Cody, how soon can you get the tracking device online and running?" Frank asked.
"Ah, it's been running since we tested it at the warehouse." Cody answered waiting for the next question.
"How long before we can get a scope of where she is?" "When we can get within a fifteen mile radius." Cody said waiting for the wrath of Frank.
"Are you saying that unless we're up her ass, we don't know where she is?" Frank yelled.
"I'm saying the initial plan was short term distance, who would of thought that she would disappear under your watchful eye?" Cody said sarcastically.
Frank started to say something when Monica laid her hand on his arm. "What's done is done, we can start back in the morning."
"She could be dead by that time." Frank said.
"No, the hunter will play with his prey before the kill, he hasn't had enough time to play."
Some time later he entered the room with a bag of food. "Are you hungry?"
"No, I want to be able to pick my last meal before I die." She said.
He took the burger, fries, and coke put them on a small TV table next to her. "I think you should eat."
She was hungry and the smell of the food was making her stomach growl. "Are you going to take the handcuffs off?"
"Why do you ask a question, you already know the answer to?"
"Fine." She picked up the burger and took a bite. She managed to eat the whole meal handcuffed.
Once she was finished, he removed the table and told her to stand. Tylo did as he asked and he noticed that she winced with pain but didn't cry out.
He took the chair she had been sitting on and turned it around so the back was in the front.
"Straddle the chair." He commanded.
Tylo froze not knowing what he was going to do. He roughly grabbed her arm, pulled her towards him, and pushed her so she would straddle the chair. He then held her hands and uncuffed one bringing it around the back of the chair. He took the other arm and did the same thing then handcuffed her again.
"See if you trust me and listen to what I say, it will be easier for both of us." She felt the pain more in her shoulder blades now then she did before. She heard him drag another chair and put it directly behind her. He then sat down and started to massage her neck and shoulder blades. At his touch, he felt her stiffen, "Relax. Remember excruciating pain is rewarded with exquisite pleasure."
She didn't want to admit it but his hands were like magic and she felt herself involuntary relaxing to his touch. She also felt the evidence of his desire in the small of her back. She made herself drift away from the current situation to imagining Frank being the one that was touching her on a beach watching a beautiful sunset.
He continued to massage her neck, shoulders and then her arms to take away the numbness. She had completely relaxed, that he could no longer resist the temptation that fueled in him. He slowly brought his hands from her arms down her back and around to feel her breasts.
She was so lost in her dream, that when she felt him squeezing her breasts, she moaned, "Frank."
His hands stopped and her brain brought back reality that she had just screwed up. He grabbed a fist full of hair and wrapped it around his arm and yanked it forcing her to cry out in pain.
He hissed in her ear, "Don't you ever moan another man's name in my presence."
Monica had never seen Frank in a state of despair said, "What is Tylo like?"
"What do you mean?"
"Her demur, personality. You have been around her to get a feel for it. First impression."
Frank revisited all the encounters he and his daughter had with Tylo said, "Nothing like my first impression. She can be warm, sensitive, and has a natural way with V. She has her eating out of her hand like she's a goddess. Then she can be cunning, arrogant, and snotty. On more then one occasion we have butted heads."
"Holy shit! The man is in love with her." Cody replied.
"No, Cody, I am not in love with her. Jillian is the only woman I have loved with all my soul and she was taken away from me by a drunk driver." He said it so calmly that everyone felt the eeriness in his voice.
Jillian watched her beloved Frank in pain, he may have thought he loved her with all his soul but Tylo is whom his soul really belongs to.