Chapter Seven
Tormented Genius
DivineAngel
*^~*~^*~^*NOTE*^~*~^*~^* I am issuing a warning on this chapter. It has some sexual content. Note it is not nc-17 nor put in there to be perverted. It's part of the story, but some of it is intense, if you want to avoid it, I'll put up little stars that look like this - (***warning***) to let you know above each paragraph you might want to skip. If there is no warning above the paragrah, you can read it and it will not have sexual content. If you do choose not to read it, you'll probably be able to figure out what happened, but like I said, it's not hard or perverted, so if you really want to get the full effect of this story, I suggest you read it. This warning is just so no one is caught off guard ~enjoy *^~*~^*~^*~^*~^*^~*~^*~^*
He sighed heavily, blue eyes looking down at the ground from the familiar waiting room chair he slouched in; slowly glancing back up at the fish tank against the wall across the room. The one gold fish with the black dot still trying to swim into the glass. As though it understood it was trapped inside a tank, but didn't possess enough knowledge to know where or how to get out. Just enough to be tormented by it, and teased with the understanding that everyone else it saw was outside, free.
His blue eyes frowned, glancing back down. What a stupid fish.
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"So we'll give you a call and let you know what we find Gene." She gave him a smile, watching his continous irritated expression just look back at her. "Gene." She sighed heavily. "Do you always wear such tight clothing?" He only seemed to frown harder with her question.
A long sigh admiting before he answered. This was no ones fault, his head murmered, and he let some of his frustration slide. For now. "Well yeah, it's easier to move in."
"Well you could try wearing something looser for a few days and...not drinking so much would help you." She flashed him a small frown as he gave her a dull look. Unruly red hair leaning against the green examining table in front of her, shirt and boxers.
"Yeah right. Next you'll be telling me to spin in circles." He frowned at her, growling a heavy sigh and mumbled sorry. Her soft understanding nod was her only responce. Even in her worn green eyes, this seemed to her, one of the toughest things she had seen him do. The toughest thing his medical chart would ever display him doing anyway. All of Gene Starwinds problems had been someone else's. He could shrug them off, walk away, or pat their shoulder. But now his dark eyes shot away from her, glaring disgusted. This would be the first event to hit *him* since his fathers death. A bullet hitting a wound not yet healed.
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He growled, scarred hand running up against the back of his neck, rubbing it hard as he started back towards the lobby and outside. Dark eyes cursing this and everything else as he walked before stopping. Frowning fast at the blonde hair slouching into one of the waiting chairs glaring at the fish tank as though it was being mocked. He cocked an eyebrow. *He* hadn't told Jim to come...and...Mel wouldn't have....his mind trailed frowning. How the hell did Jim know anything about this? Unless Jim was there for himself for...some reason. He glanced back at the fish tank. Watching the goldfish with a single black dot continually swim into the glass in small gentle bumps...dumb thing.
"Mr. Hawking." He watched the blonde hair jump, blue eyes snapping up at his grinning face alarmed, but relieved it was him. Loose lime shirt and baggy blue jeans standing up with a fast sigh. Giving him a humored look as he glared back still grinning lightly from where he had purposely tried to give the blonde hair a fast heart attack. "What are you doing here?" He mumbled watchign the fast shrug answer him.
"Mike came by and-"
"-And spilled everything to you cause he thought I'd want you to come?" He frowned watching the blue eyes just look at him. "Huh? Is that what he did?" The light face frowned slightly at his mad tone.
"We're driving back." Blonde hair frowning harder as it started for the door. "I parked by the air conditioner you egged that one time." His dark eyes blinked watching Jim pull the keys out of its pocket walking away. Leaning into the door with its side, pushing it open and walking out. His scarred face growled. Blasted Jim he shot a dirty look at the door starting over. So that was how Jim knew and that was what he had to say about it huh. He growled. Yeah right.
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The blue eyes gave him a testing glance as he slammed the car door getting in. Light hands calmly turning the key humming the car to life as it stepped on the gas. His dark eyes glaring ahead irritated before sneaking a glance at his younger partner.
"Mike told me that's how I knew." He sighed out his words. He wasn't going to get all moody and defensive just cause Gene was pissed about this.
"What did he say?" The dark eyes glanced over at him, watching him shrug.
"Nothing special, basics." He made another almost apoligetic shrug, glancing over at the unruly red hair glaring at him. "Sorry I came." The blue eyes moved back into the traffic before flicking on the blinker. "Didn't know you'd." The light voice stopped trailing.
"...Yeah right." He growled listening to the irritated grunt the blonde hair made flicking off the blinker with an irritated motion as it turned. His grinned. "You don't have to get all moody and defensive." His smile grew wider as the blonde grit its teeth annoyed. "Did I freak you out in the lobby?" His words chuckling softly as the blonde did a fast squint at the road, continuing to drive.
"So what if you did. I wasn't expecting anyone." The car slowled at the stop light. Light hands dropping the wheel as the blue eyes turned to him. "I didn't know Mel wanted kids Gene." They smiled at him. "That's great." The happy grin, casually running onto the wheel as the light changed and it stepped on the gas.
"Yeah. Did you now she's about as fertile as they can make a woman?" He growled lightly, blue eyes glancing over at his words. "They made her that way, the most." he trailed watching the blue eyes turn back to the road, slowly taking a left.
"So. It doesn't mean anything." His eyes flicked up in a sharp mad squint. Lime green shoulders just calmly shrugging, one hand on the wheel
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" He frowned, watching the blue glance at him quickly. Sending him a baffled expression before snapping back at the road and speeding up. Scowling as they shot through the red light instead of just clearing the yellow slow down.
"It doesn't mean anything!" The mad blue eyes snapped at him. Light hand slamming the wheel annoyed. "I felt like such a *loser* hearing all that from Mike!" The blue eyes scowled, sending him a hard look. Watching him continue to lazily sit in the passenger side arms crossed over his chest.
"Yeah well you'll get that a lot in your life." Jim growled immediately, his scarred face frowning as the car sped up. Light hands gripping the wheel irritated as they pressed onto the gas.
"Ass hole."
His dark eyes snapped at the small mumble. "You say something to me?" He spit his words with an irritated cocky tone. Blue eyes just slowly looked over at him mad.
"I said. You're an ass hole." The blue eyes lightened, almost saddened staring ahead silent as they drove. The long silent pause sending the dark eyes to the passing scenery as the blonde hair focused on driving before the sudden annoyed mumble. "Who wanted the kid first?"
His dark eyes glanced over. He honestly didn't think Jim was going to say a thing until maybe tomorrow. "Mel."
"You want me to move out or something?" The blue eyes lightened, trying to stay hard and annoyed, but the question was direct. It meant a lot. It meant everything.
"Why did you come down to the clinic?" The blue glanced at him again. Blonde hair shaking no absently as they slowed the car for the sharp right turn ahead.
"Sorry." He mumbled turning the car.
"I didn't ask for an apology did I?" He flashed the confused blue eyes a lop sided grin. "Why did you come down? You hate that place." He chuckled watching the lime green shoulders only shrug again
"I would never.want to be alone there." The blonde hair growled at its honesty. It left it open for all kind of teasing and insults, especially with Gene. The blue eyes snapped at his scarred face, waiting for one. Bracing for one.
"Yeah well, it's nice not having to walk back." He chuckled softly, glancing at the blonde hair looking ahead as it drove. The light face slowly smiling before glancing at him. That was a thank you. About as clear as Gene had ever made one in the last five years any way.
"They have any smart ideas down there Gene?" His smile washed away, the topic was grim.
"No god damn idea." He growled. "You think I would be...fit as a fiddle." He chuckled (recalling Judith's words as he grinned at the blonde hair). "...with all the women I've been with."
The blue eyes shot him a sloppy grin. Fit as a fiddle? What the hell kind of expression was that?
"It's probably nothing then." The blue eyes grinned at him. "Someone would have said something by now." He uttered a soft chuckle as Gene let out a hard fast laugh. All the girls ever did was moan, scream and then hobble off happy-as-hell as their brains released chemicals only sex and large amounts of chocolate could release. Forcing them to feel happy, even if they really weren't.
His scarred face grinning, as the soft punch hit him in the shoulder. Blonde hair sending him a reassuring humored slug before moving back to the steering wheel and laughing.
Blue and dark eyes traveling to the front of the warehouse as they pulled up. "Here." the blue eyes looked down at the small pamphlet tossed at him. "Read this and tell me how this worthless piece of crap Judith gave me works, I am busy." The scarred face grinned at the blue eyes that picked it up. Watching him get out of the car and head towards Mel now wearing a soft slimming red cotton dress. Bright mocha eyes smiling at them both as they pulled up. Sending a different kinda of - I am so happy your here- look to the unruly color that got out of the car and started heading towards her. Blue eyes watching him go before glancing down at the pamphlet again, it was directions to something.
He sighed heavily getting out of the car with the small white booklet. Shoving in the garage door and heading inside to dump it upstairs. He'd read it later.
"Jim?" He looked up as she spit his name quickly. Thin red hair starting for him, watching him smile.
"Sorry I had to-"
"-Doesn't matter." She smiled quickly sending a small confused frown to the booklet he held. His bright grin slowly moving it behind his back. Relieved all she did was giggle. -Who knew what that thing said- "I have to um...I have to go somewhere." She watched him glance at her as he started up the stairs. Snapping at her hand and hanging onto it like he had since and always.
"Where?" His casual tone shoved in the bedroom door heading towards the dresser. The pamphlet was going to be crammed into the...ahh.the middle draw. Yeah that sounded good.
"I have to go straighten up some police business I know my father would have wanted me to take care of." He glanced at her as he pulled out the draw with one hand and shoved the small the paper in. Blue eyes stopping to look at her as she let go of his hand. He stopped as she dropped his hand. Nothing got to him faster. Blue eyes watching her intently for an explination as he slowly turned around.
"Well I'll go with you. You shouldn't go alone." He made a soft frown as her eyes fell to the floor with his words
"Cameron's going to be with me. He knows the most about my fathers work." She offered the last part like a peace offering. A reason but an excuse all in one, watching his blue eyes frown at her. Cameron out stepped him in a second. "Jim you know I-" She stopped as he gently grasped her shoulder moving her backwards as he walked. "-would only be going with him *because* he knows so much about my father's." She trailed now, frowning confused as her legs hit the edge of the bed. His blue eyes just looking at her.
"How long will you be gone?" He frowned slightly watching her move her head to the side lightly. Making a- not too long not to short- look.
Gene had Melfina. Gene *had* her. Who did he have?...He looked at her.
"How about a few days?" She stated her answer lightly. Glancing up to watch him close his eyes with an exhausted sigh. Her green eyes watching the blue color slowly disappear, soft blonde strains gently running onto his forehead as he slowly tipped his head back. Sighing exhausted and over run before jumping. Blue eyes snapping open and moving cross eyed to look down at the warm smooth heat running onto his lips. Her closed green eyes pressing into his face. Sucking his thin upper lip into her mouth fast, while tracing against the inside of it with her tongue. Letting her fingers slowly curl into his shirt gripping it tight as she slipped her smooth sweet tongue into his mouth pulling him downward with her into the soft mattress.
His stronger rougher hands moving to either side of them, catching his weight as he moved over her before letting it shift onto his knees and lower legs. Her smooth bare skin running against his fingers as he slipped them under her shirt. Feeling the soft flat surface of her stomach move slightly up and down as she breathed. Bringing soft defining lines as she exhaled before smoothing as she inhaled. Her hands moving to his sides, sliding down to his hips. Her face smiling the best she could as she felt his tongue move against hers, pushing into her mouth with the stronger weight against her chest. Her thin hand snapping at his wrist pulling it up to her chest. Feeling him jump and pull back from her grasp as she yanked it upward more. His kissing stopping as his hand ran over the creamy soft yellow cotton of her tank top her hands where quickly pushing down. Her green eyes opening slightly as she felt him jump, pulling back to get off her. Her thin hand digging his side lightly feeling his face frown from were it was rubbing against hers as she held onto him. His warm tongue still in her mouth as she moved his hand over her. Feeling him falter as she pressed it against her creamy skin and handful of soft breast. His fingers pausing as they pressed back to avoid contact as she held them against her, moving in a slow circular rub to let him feel her. His thin lips and teeth biting at her mouth lightly as he suddenly pulled his tongue back. Sucking in the soft skin of her mouth as his fingers took her. Her hand running back down to his hips as she felt him press into her Capri's. His tongue running back into her mouth as his free hand ran under her shirt to her stomach. Running over the smooth skin of her side to her back as she felt him press against her again, slowly rocking and pressing. Her thin hands playing and loving the blonde strains of his hair as she held his head to her mouth before moving. Slipping them down to the rim of his pants. Her thin fingers working into the button. Feeling his hand pull from behind her back as his mouth and tongue worked into her. Shoving her off his pants before running back to her stomach. Frowning as she moved back to the button, pulling it apart before moving towards his fly.
He pulled back fast, blue eyes blinking slightly as he swallowed. "No" He snapped at her, quickly catching his breath. Watching her half open green eyes just smile at him from underneath his lime shirt and baggy jeans. "I am not what you think." He frowned, blonde hair sitting back lightly, pulling his pants back together.
"You where never what I thought." She smiled, whispering her words up to him as she brushed his hands away. Pushing her hips into his spread legs gently. Watching him jump as he felt her. Frowning blue eyes blinking as they looked down at the thin Capri's spread on either side of him.
"No. You don't understand Danny." He frowned, blonde hair shaking no as he shifted his weight back from where he was. Light hands buttoning his pants back together quickly before standing up. Running his fingers through his blonde hair as he let out a fast hard sigh. Her green eyes frowning up at him confused, she could feel his excitment through the denim of his pants. What was the problem? "You just.." he trailed suddenly, with another sigh. "You just don't understand."-it makes me nervous. That it makes me remember. "You don't understand ok."
"Your right." His blue eyes frowned down as her face become irritated with her words. Thin hands pulling her shirt back into place and quickly standing up. Frowning green eyes watching him look back at her concerned, almost as if he were waiting to be struck. "I don't understand. And I'll never understand anything! If you *don't* talk to me! You want to keep a big secret Jim!" He moved slightly as she stomped past opening the bedroom door with a fast irritated motion. "Then keep it by yourself! Now I have to go for a few days. If you want me you can call *Cameron* cause I'll be with *him* the *whole* time!" He jumped slightly as she slammed the door. His blue eyes frowning at the hard wood, this was his fault. No way around it. His mind frowned. Cameron would have done her, in a second.
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He growled, blue eyes staring up at the ceiling mad at himself. He was the one that kept pushing her away. He was the one that wouldn't let her get any closer to him then she was. I am going to loose her, his mind whisphered. A soft sigh running from his throat as he heard the phone start ringing downstairs. His face slowly starting to frown as it continued to ring before finally stopping as someone picked it up to the sound of the backdoor slamming. He growled sitting up. The smooth comforting bedspread running away from his back as he ran a hand through his hair looking down at the small booklet Gene had given him to read. And he had, read it cause he was irritated and needed something else to think about. He grabbed it, slowly sinking his weight into his legs and the floor before trudging towards the bedroom door and ripping it open annoyed. Blue eyes frowning a -what?- as the phone slammed downstairs.
His light hands running onto the banister as he leaned over it. Straining to see into the kitchen to the second loud slam. His baffled frown quickly heading downstairs before walking in to the cool tiles. Gene's dark eyes looking up at him as he appeared. Just a tight frown continuing to glare as his eyes ran over the overturned chair and dented phone.
"Hey Gene." It was spoken as a sigh, but followed with silence.
The reckless agitated eyes of the outlaw running around the room, packing all the emotion in. "They don't know what it is." The coarse groweled words the only physical sign of frustration resulting from feared defeat. He sent a humored grunt.
"It's you. Haha" Nothing but his laugh eating the kitchen silence before he sighed at the hard glare. The scarred face didn't find that the least bit humorous. "I was joking." He shrugged lightly, offering a small grin.
The unruly red color just glanced towards the window, the sun was almost gone. "Judith wants me to try this tester she gave me. Something about my blood and being able to see something she suspects with radiation." He growled, turning back to look at the blue eyes. "But I've never been exposed to any radiation." He shook his head disgusted. Growling at such a stupid assumption.
"Just try it anyway." He shot a small grin from under his blonde hair. Watching the dark eyes flick up at him with a small mine as well nod.
"You read that booklet?" He watched the blonde hair flash a grin as the light hand held up the small pamphlet. His soft sigh and grunt gettting up and following his younger partner from the room.
"Where's the box?" He sighed heading towards the bathroom listening to the heavier walk behind him. Scarred hand shoving the box into his lime green t-shirt. Watching his humored smile glance back and take it as Gene trudged into the tight bathroom and past him as he stopped to wedge the cardboard open. His eyes looking up at the dull exhausted glare that slouched into the side of the tub waiting as he dumped the pieces into the sink.
"We run this into your arm, while keeping this part in cold water and it tests your blood and takes information that...I guess is significant."
"Sounds simple enough." He grinned slyly watching the lime shirt turn around to look at him as the sink filled with water.
"Yeah, thirty eight pages simple enough." The light face grinned at him, offering him the needle to the iv. His scarred holding it as Jim rubbed the cotton ball against his strong vein, before slowly inserting the thin syringe. Moving it in easy and gently, causing only minor stinging before standing back up. The expressionless lightly face turning back to the sink putting things together, staring blankly at everything before licking its lips. It had completely shut up.
"What's wrong with you?" He frowned, offering the blue eyes that glanced at him a small nod.
"What are you talking about." The light words scowled, as it was a stupid question. "Nothings wrong with me. You're the one with the needle in your arm."
He grunted "Oh that's right." He offered a sly grin. Blue eyes frowning as they dropped a small piece of white plastic into the sink. Dark eyes watching watching it get yanked back out fast to a small swear.
"Danniella and I had a fight." He growled slamming the small piece of plastic into the tube. "That's it." He spit his words taking a step back to the patient scarred face watchign him from the side of the tub.
"About what?" An eyebrow cocked at him. Daniella was ok with everything Jim did. They hardly ever fought.
"About nothing alright. Nothing." The blue eyes snapped at him, watching his scarred face frown. Growling as the tube jammed into his needle, cutting him. "Sorry." Jim was annoyed, and so was his apoligy. Dark eyes studying the blue looking around for the tape that should have come with all this before scowling. They must have lost it or it just wasn't in there.
Dark eyes watching the lime shirt chuck the box towards the door before opening the bathroom cabinet. Crouching down to look into the way back. He frowned -nothing my ass- his head grumbled. He probably shoved her or something. He cocked an eyebrow at the blonde hair messing with the sink, scarred hand reaching forward, gripping a beltloop of the baggy jeans before pulling it downward slighlty. Watching a light hand reach back as he let go. Gripping the same beltloop glancing at it as if to see if there was anything there before reaching back into the sink casually. His dark eyes frowned, Jim would have freaked if Danny did that. "How come you don't trust her?"
"Trust who?" The blue eyes were frowning into the cabinet before pulling out and standing up with medical tape.
He rolled his eyes. "The tooth fairy" He growled slightly watching the blue eyes tighten the look they were sending the medical tape.
"I trust her fine." The light fingers frowned moving around the roll, trying to peel some up.
"You don't let her touch you." His scarred shoulders shrugged trying to stay casual but the blue eyes flicked up immediatly, glaring.
"What the hell are you asking me?" The light hands dropped the focus on the tape mad.
"I am talking about *you* always shoving her off you when she's trying to *show* you some affection!" The blue eyes frowned, moving upwards with the unruly color that stood up. Still slightly taller. His dark eyes frowning down at the blonde hair, but he didn't mean to yell.
"I don't! And Besides! None of this is *any* of your business! You don't have any idea *what* your talking about Gene." The blue eyes scowled at him, moving back to rip up a piece of tape.
"Oh I don't." He grunted lightly watching the blonde hair shake no.
"That's right you don't." Scoweling down at the tape before glancing up to the doorbell. Unruly red hair cocking an eyebrow at the blue eyes that then looked at him annoyed, only sighing as they dropped back to the tape.
"If you trusted her you wouldn't have a problem with that." The blue eyes frowned ripping a piece of tape off before flicking up.
"With. What." Spitting their words hard. Angry look dissopearing with the small step forward that answered the slight tug his fingermade back in the beltloop of the baggy jeans. Blue eyes snapping a fast blink at the tug before casually looking at him, listening as he leaned a little closer.
"....With that." He threw a -are you?- look at the blue eyes that flicked at him immediatly. Shoving him back mad as the doorbell rung again. "You plan on being a virgin forever Jim?!" The blue eyes and grit teeth snapped at him disgusted as they started for the door. Light hands throwing the tape at him, hoping it hit hard.
The cool cheap handle running under his hand as he yanked it open. This better be a job, and a good job. "Yeah?" he growled "We prefer for clients to call." he trailed lightly watching the greenish black hair turn around offering a sly grin.
"James." The mossy green eyes grinning at him slyly. "Where have you been all these years?"
He felt his heart stop dead. The damp cold feeling running into his palms as he stood there. That...That voice. The face looked different but that was the voice. A cold icy chill running though his body flatlining everything. Nothing but his wide eyed vacant stare running into the clever expression, before it hit. HOW!? His head screamed suddenly. How didHE FIND ME!? HOW!? GENE!? He felt his breath run out slow and shaky before he inhaled. The burning of his chest suddenly snapping at him from where he had stopped breathing. Blue eyes snapping at the open bathroom door, suddenly a child again. He was a child agian. -That's not what I want to be- Where was he! Where the hell was Gene!?
"Ah ah ah." The deep raspy voice mocked him, strong gun barrel jabbing his stomach and strong abs and he made his first flinch to get away. "Why don't you come on out here with me, and leave who ever you've got in there alone and quiet." The mossy olive eyes smiled at him suddenly. Watching the blue color flick up at their grinning face. Shaky blue eyes running over the hard cheek bones. The small black birth mark by the right eye, they were the same. All of it the same, twelve years hadn't changed that much.
"Aha." he felt himself choke a sound as the strong arm snapped at his shoulder yanking him out quickly. The gun barrel moving to jab into his back as his blue eyes looked up. Ahh god that guy had a car.
^^^*^^^ His dark eyes glanced up. Lazily looking out into the hall, watching the blonde hair stand at the doorway, talking to someone. Lime shirt and baggy jeans suddenly stumbling forward, walking out as the door shut. He grinned lightly. "Dumb ass Jim" He grunted, Daniella was never mad at him long. His smile spread. She was already there to make up. ^^^*^^^
"Get in the car James." The strong gun shoved him forward, into the deep blue paint of the van. Rough tanned skin yanking open the sliding door before pushing him in.
"Hey!" He snapped, falling back quickly to the strong work boot that suddenly kick him hard. The dizzy clouded paint that was coating his head making it impossible to form one thought, thinning. He whirled around on instinct to the hit knocking the guy over. His weight falling ontop yanking his fist back. Ready to punch before stopping mid air. His eyes rolling together and upward to look at the black gun barrel pressing into his forehead, wrinkling his brow as he raised his eyebrows. The hard black metal blurring from view as he glanced down at the soft wide grin of the face holding it, chuckling lightly.
"Well well." The face laughed. "Look like somebody's gotten a whole lot stronger since I've seen him." The thin smile grew wider as all the air in his lungs were suddnely choked out in order to hold what was in his stomach. His inhale sucking in threw grit teeth and growlign back out at the second harder laugh. The guys tanned rougher hand slowly moving from where it was resting in the grass. Soft and silent to the blonde hair that was almost on top of it, motionless with the gun against its forehead. Wild blue eyes scrambling back to a whined growl that slouched into the van at gun point. Slow moving sly smile straightening its shirt with the hand that had just slipped inbetween the blonde's legs and gently grabbed it. Blue eyes practically hyperventalating. Squinting at the gun barrel that made a fast swing motiong towards the open door of the van. Blonde hair only growling, its expression becoming firming as it stood its ground watching him stand up cocking the gun. Thin sly grin spreading acrost his face as he watched the baggy pants pull to their chest lgihtly, crumbling with the impact of the towering bad figure that was suddenly back over it. Now taller, firmer body dressed in thick boots, tight leather black pants and white shirt under the strong leather coat. The strong sound of his heavy step moving forward caused the small light back to press into the truck more. His mossy eyes grinning as he reached for the light skin visibly shaking in front of him. It was like being a child again. Powerless again. Black hair watching the light skin and horrified blue eyes trip back into the van to escape his touch. His blue eyes darting towards the warehouse still visible from behind the mossy green color. Glaring eyes chuckling at him in the small square that was the open door allowing light into the van where he was until it slammed. Blocking out the light and taking Gene and home with it.
The slam made him jump, his eyes suddenly snappign around the interior wildly. It was empty, nothing but a small duffle bag and hard metal floor. The windows were all painted black inside. He jumped feeling the bolt of adrenaline and pure fear fly through him as the drivers side ripped open before slamming shut.
"It's nothing personal James." the raspy voice grinned at him. His blue eyes snapping at the rear view mirror and eyes looking back at him. "But when I pay good money for something, I don't expect it to run off without asking."
"Aha" he choked a small noise as the car started suddenly. His weight sliding back on the floor with the fast motion before he grit his teeth. His body snapping forward to attack-
"-Now I know right now your running through a hundred and one ways to get out of my van." He stopped moving. "So I just thought I would let you in on a little secret." The mossy green eyes glanced back at his pale face and fast breathing. Blue eyes blinking quickly to shaky breathing as it tried hard to think straight. Suddenly it was so small again. Suddenly four again. The same big figure there. The same big figure that did those horrible things. Those horrible horrible things. "I happen to know where there is a pretty little cop." The grin watched his wide blue eyes flick up at the mirror, looking back. "Yeah she's a flower isn't she James?" His eyes dropped back to the floor with the harsh chuckle. Danny. Oh my god. "...So you just sit tight, cause I can see her down the street."
He felt his breathing pick up as the truck slowed.
"And if you make one move." The mossy olive eyes turned around to look back at him as the truck parked. Watching his light mouth breath heavily as it hung open, wide eyed. Terrified. "I am gonna put a bullet right through her pretty little head." The tanned face looked at him. "You think she'd look pretty like that?" He grinned watching the blue eyes squint furious, snarling as it breathed heavily threw clenched teeth. The light hands that had been shaking ever so slightly as they rested on the cold metal floor balling into fists. Glaring ahead at the greenish black hair with hate. "Now James. James listen to me. You don't want to do anything stupid right? James?" The blue eyes glared at his calm casual tone. "Nothing stupid and all her brains get to stay right in her head where they go." The light throat swallowed hard, blue eyes staring straight at him. The guy would really do it. "Yeah that's right. In her head where they go." His words ran out in a casual soft chuckle, watching the lime green shirt scramble back as he moved into the empty back of the van slowly. Crouching onto the floor with the strong weapon. "James. You see that duffle bag right there behind you?" The blue eyes glared at him. "Go ahead.look." They darted back fast. "I want you to grab that and pull it over alright? Do it nice and slow and no one gets hurt, right? She keeps all her brains, right?"
The blue eyes snapped at the bag. The shaky light hand making a small attempt to reach for it before faltering and falling back to the ground to steady its balance. Light face looking down at the floor of the truck before back at the bag, slowly reaching for it again. Soft worn handle to the dark green cloth dragging over slowly. Blue eyes glancing back at him as they pulled, glaring at him fiercily. "Alright now that's good." He grinned speaking slow and soft. Watching the light face silently growl at him. The anger and hate visibly building in front of him. "You open that now. Open that up." He nodded watching the shaky gaze move back to the bag. Shaking light hand slowly gripping the zipper and pulling it down. Listening to the dull bzzzzzzz sound it made opening before looking in.
His mossy eyes grinning as he watched the light face swallow hard, blinking fast into the bag. "You see a needle in there James?"
The light face snapped up. "Blast you." The whisper was fierce and strong. Filled with hate and pain.
"I want you to pull the needle out for me so I can see it." The gun barrel raised back to his blue eyes. Light face caving unsteadily, pulling the needle from the bag. "Now you inject that into your arm for me." The greenish black hair nodded at him. "You know I don't want anyone to get hurt here James." His mossy eyes watched the blue color look away absently, blinking slowly as if it were dipping out of reality. He frowned. "It will hurt James.what I will do to you if you don't take that.hurt very much" The light face growled suddenly, snapping back at him. Blue eyes watching the hold on the gun barrel tighten. Greenish black hair unfamiliar with the mood swings and signs of force and hate. Squinting black eyes focusing in on the needle, the sooner the kid had that pumping through him the easier all of this would be. "You know what James? You know what? It will be a whole lot better if you put that in your arm like I said." He raised his black eyebrows, threatening didn't seem to work very well anymore. There was hardly no response of fear to his threat of pain. "You want that pretty little flower of yours to keep all her brains don't you."
"Aha" The light face choked a small noise at the thought. A small sob, but there wasn't any tears. Frowning black eyes confused as it held the gun. Studying the lime shirt and baggy pants for a weak spot.
"Yeah that's right. She'll say that too.Right. Before. .....She dies." He grinned watching the blonde hair move unsteadily. Lime green shirt rocking back and forth as it moved the needle into the crease of his arm. Blue eyes closing, he was sealing his own fait doing this. Subconsciously admitting he would listen and take it all, and the mossy green eyes knew it. They grinned watching the strong needle disappear into the light skin. Closed blue eyes disappearing under the blonde hair that looked down, rocking slightly as the clear liquid squeezed into its arm. Wet blue eyes slowly looking back up. Barely able to make out Daniella on the side walk. On duty in her cop uniform with Cameron. His teal hair handing her an ice cream cone, as he watched her offer him some money. The jock smile saying something to her as it grinned before listening to her speak back. Finally taking the few Wong from her with a disappointed look as she started down the street.
He blinked hard, loosing sight of her as she moved along to where the black van window kept him inside, but she was refusing. She wasn't with Cameron, even though he... His face frowned disgusted, he just kept making a move, son of a bi-
"-Ah!" He screamed. The hard metal floor of the truck slamming against his head as he fell back. Strong weight on top suddenly shoving him back.
His mossy eyes grinned down watching the blue color open fast. Smaller legs and arms fighting from where he held them underneath. Baggy blue jeans moving in short fast bursts of moment as the light face growled at him, trying to break free. "James." The blue eyes fixed on him as he whisphered its name. The mossy green eyes sliding in and out of focus as he looked up, watching the tanned face grin. "You want to see what I got for you in this duffle bag?" The blue eyes closed.
"Ahh! Ahhaaa! Get off me you sick-" The light face growled at him. Silencing as the tanned hand calmly ran over his mouth before roughly squeezing shutting him up. His mossy eyes glancing over at the free light hand that was trying to fight. Falling weak and sluggish to the drug. He grinned, letting go of the lime shirt and baggy pants as he sat back yanking the bag over to the drugged mumbling. "You know where your going don't you?" His mossy eyes glanced down at the slurred words and light face struggling to focus in on him. "To hell." Blue eyes opening and closing drugged and disoriented. "Mel saaid...that's where, where...people like you...that's where..."
"James you'll like what I have for you." He grinned, watching the light hands do little to fight him as the cold metal hand cuffs clamped around the light wrists. Lime green shirt lying next-to-still on it's back before him. Aside from the slow sluggish what would be frustrated kicks and punched that were now so delayed he had moved before the blonde hair registered it was time to take action.
His mossy green eyes grinned pulling the roll of duck tape out of the small bag. Ripping a long piece up and yanking the lime green shirt to a sitting position. Watching the blonde hair teeter lightly as it focused on sitting now before looking up at him. The darkness moving in around its blue eyes as the wide stripe of duck tape covered them. Tanned hands running the strong strip over the blue color and blonde hair, circling the light head with it to recover the face again. Light hands slowly reaching up ,trying to shove the cold tape off weakly before falling back to the strong shove. Nothing but blackness under the thick stripe of duck tape as he felt the hard metal surface of the van floor slam back against his head. His light face cringing before swallowing lightly, slowly feeling more then the darkness creep in around him. Nothing but a smooth calming black seeping in from all directions, rendering him unconscious.
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"Gene what in the world are you doing in the bathroom like that?" He glanced up at her giggling green eyes as she leaned into the doorway. Her small loose peach t-shirt and white skirt just looking at him as he cracked an eye at her.
"Nothing. Where's Melfina?" His words grumbled out as she raised her eyebrows to his -nothing- answer. The funniest and most common answer all the guys who lived in this warehouse gave her.
"We're going to make a late dinner in about a half an hour." She smiled warmly at him, watching his eyes close as he sighed. Slumped into the cold tile wall from where he sat straddling the side of the tub. Iv running in his arm and to the small thing in the sink of water.
He was quiet before frowing slighlty. "We're?" Cracking another eye at her.
"Yeah. Where else would I be Gene?" She giggled, watching his scarred face fall expressionless as she spoke before choking a small chuckle.
"Jim said you two got into a fight." He grinned at the -No Jim got himself into a fight with his stupid stubbornness.- "I thought you two made up already." He chuckled at her slightly irritated, more so exhausted tone as she spoke.
"No. Haven't seen him yet. I was on duty."
He frowned "Oh." Opening his eyes to look at her. "Someone came to the door about two hours or so ago. Thought that was you." His stumped look blending into a grin as she only giggled starting back to the kitchen. A - how's Chinese rice, chicken and salad for dinner sound?- coming back as her only responce.
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"Ahha.ah..aha" He groaned. Blue eyes trying hard to blink before moving his face lightly, but the strong tape was binding his skin. His body ached from staying still so long. His weight slumped into his shoulder against the cold metal floor of the van. Blonde hair moving slightly, pulling at his legs to draw them closer. The soft denium of his jeans moveing with him and he sighed a releived smile. He still had them, along with his shirt. But his movement made him frown, even with the tape. Yanking at his arms and legs again. His fingers reaching down to the cold metal chains he felt, the cuffs around his wrists imbedded into the floor by the short metal links. His legs stuck under him too, only able to move so much. "Ahh!" He growled yanking hard, fighting to get loose before stopping. Feeling the van shift lightly as someone moved in the front seat. The car door, it shut, that's right. That's what had woken him up.
"You awake back there James?" He yanked at the chains, hearing the hard clattering sound of the metal against the metal as he moved. "Is that supposed to be a yes?" The voice frowned at him. Watching his teeth grit furious.
"AAHHWHERE AM I!?" He breathed heavily, listening to the long silent pause. The greenish black hair studying the loose clothes bolted to the floor. Blind blonde hair trying to break free, it didn't use to scream like that.
"Who you been with the whole time you've been missing me, huh James?" His mossy green eyes grinned as they moved towards the blonde hair. Watching the light face retaliate as his sly smile rolled warm sticky breath onto its face. The twisted sick and scared features turning downward hiding towards the metal to escape his breath and sound. "Who is this Starwind you work with? What did he say his name was? Gene?" The lime green shirt jumped as though it had been bolted with electricity as his tanned hand ran onto it. Deep growling admitting from the blind blonde hair as it yanked at the chains again. Causing the loud annoying rattling sound. "Not very bright of him to just tell me where you two were.Was it?" His tanned face grinned down into the lighter ear. Listening to the rough growled almost panting the lime shirt admitted. "Just to tell me you were Hawking and that you were James of Starwind and Hawking Enterprises here on Sentinel?" The raspy voice chuckled suddenly "Come to think of it. I never knew your last name was Hawking. Now how do you think that is James?" He watched the loose clothing jump again as he moved. Dark baggy jeans yanking at the chains hard before growling at him. "You told me you didn't know you last name when I forgot what it was." The raspy voice growled at him suddenly. "You know your worth a lot more money with a full name...Kinda like a picture. If the artist signs it, it's worth more." The raspy voice chuckled, light skin struggling fast as he pressed the small reels bolted to the floor that held the chains. The loose slack quickly snapping away from the light wrists and ankles. Straightening them out.
"Ah!" The light face screamed, growling at him. "Get the! Get." The light face panting heavily. Feeling the rough hands slide over his back, pressing him to lie firmly on his stomach. "Ahhh!"
He grinned watching the light arms and legs try to pull from where they where held. The light blind face whining, trying to fight. "Before you were more like a napkin someone scribbled on." He grinned watching the light face cringe as thought it would cry as his rough hands slide the strong knife out of his boot. Pulling the rim of the baggy blue jeans upward hard. "A good picture but worthless." The cold hard blade slipping inside, sharp edge pressing against the tale bone of the grey boxers. His hand tightening his grip as soft vibration from the shaking waist he held ran into the denium. His smile grunting ever so softly as he ripped the knife upward through the blue cloth of the baggy pants. Destroying the rim that allowed them to stay on the light waist. "Your last name is like your author."
"Mmmm aha"
He grinned hearing the light face whine suddenly before choking a small noise. The dark color of the loose jeans sliding down the light legs to the strong ankles heavily restrained.
"You know I thought I was ripped off when I first got you James." He grinned lightly pulling the small off-yellow tube from his pocket. "I mean sure you were a good fuck, but you were a dumb kid." The voice chuckled lightly watching the arms yank again. White knuckled hands pulling at the chains. The small hard muscles working visibly shaking as they strained to pull. Before collapsing back into the metal floor the small inch the blonde hair could raise itself. "Just look at you." The raspy voice sighed heavily, watching the light legs yank as his rough hand slid over the lime green shirt, running over the strong back. "So big, so strong." His voice grinned. "Of course, that'll make you a better fuck won't it." He grinned feeling the light body yank and fight as he moved over the blonde hair. Letting his knees momentarily rest in the small space between the two legs bolted to the floor.
"Stop it." His mossy eyes glanced up, frowning confused by the command heavy breathed at him. "Stop it! No!" The light arms yanked. "STOP IT!" The light face pushed towards the floor suddenly still trying to hide but not running away. "STOP! I SAID NO! NO! STOP IT!" His blank stare listening to the booming voice and hard commands screamed at him..
"...Who taught you to talk like that James?" He frowned annoyed. "You do as I say...and you *Shut*. Your mouth." His face twisted to a discusted snarl. "You want to remember why you did these things?" A snickering tone coating his words with how discusting the protesting was. "You want to me to show you why?" Why he was on top. "Why *You* did these things?"
"God damn blasted coward!" His face snapped a sharp glare, watching the light face growl and whine at him. "Can't DEAL WITH ME WITHOUT THE CHAINS! Can't take me WITHOUT THEM!" A chuckled choked grin immerging under the ducktape, laughing in the darkness. "Can't take me...without them."
The furious mossy eyes glaring down at the powerless thin lime green shirt and boxers stretched out before him laughing. "You give yourself a little to much drug James?" He grinned, watching the laughter die to chuckles which where dying to quick panicked sobs as he slid his rough hands onto the light hips. Slowly tracing them downward. The younger body moving suddenly, trying to pull it's hips away from him. "Shh shh James Shhh." He grinned softly, shhing the blonde hair as he slowly pulled the pair of gray boxers down too. Watching the light legs jump in fast terrified movements.
"One.Twooo..Three." His mossy eyes glanced up. Frowning confused at the light face that was suddenly counting slowly. Before mumbling a "Ten thousand.ten thousands it. Ten thousands it." He growled.
***warning*** "I don't think I can get ten thousand for you James." He chuckled watching the light face silence to a small oww as he leaned both his knees into the backs of the lighter ones under them. Restraining them into the floor as he slowly hit the reel behind him. Letting it release more clattering chain into the ground as the small light legs spread slightly. "But what I do get." He grinned glaring at the silent blonde hair. Motionless on the cold metal below him, fighting the swirling nausea in its stomach as the warm salt water built under the strong strip of tape running over its clenched eyes. "What I do get, I am going to invest in that little flower of a cop you got." He watched the light body jump quickly as his hand snapped at the smaller hip. Gripping it firmly as he flipped the cap off the small tube in his hand with his thumb.
***warning*** "I hope she shoots your dick right oahh." The hateful words groaned suddenly. His light features visible under the thick strip of duck tape scrunching up as they felt the cold tub insert. Squirting thick sticky wads of Vaseline into him. "Ahhaa" He groaned feeling the rough fast squeezing of the cold cream before the tube was yanked out. His thin mouth opening under his blonde hair. Breathing out deeply against the cold metal of the van floor pressing against his cheek. This was it. He couldn't get away no. No one would help him.
"Bet she tastes just like you hmm James? A little flower?" He watched the light features brace themselves slowly. "Filled with warm, sweet, nectar inside?... Just waiting for someone to taste it. Just waiting for me." He grinned, letting his weight slide onto the lime green shirt as he crouched over the exposed light skin. Feeling the soft cotton under him beat quick and hard as it felt the heat coming. Remembered all to clearly the heat coming. "Understand..." the raspy voice whisphered over the sound of its fly unzipping. "I had to come find you when I knew where you were. Had to come get you when I saw you that day in prison back on Heighfong. You had gotton so big James, already ten at least. I had missed out on so much of you."
"Ahhaa" The light face sobbed suddenly, cringing at the warm hard flesh rubbing along its exposed private skin and smeared Vaseline. "Noooahhhh ahhhhhaa-"
"-I had to come get you cause I love you James and cause your going to make me, a lot of money." The blonde hair shook no suddenly. His mossy green eyes frowning, watching the violent motion as the light arms yanked at the chains. ***warning*** "This isn't love! You don't know love! I HATE you! I'll KILL you! KILL YOU if you TOOUCH her! YOU HEAR ME!? KLL YOU!" the light face growled suddenly yanking. "You're a.you son of a bitch if you think I'll ever do anything for yoooou." The light face choked a sob as it screamed. "BLAST YOU! BLAST YOU!AHH!" His mossy green eyes grinned as the light face screamed at his entry. The blonde hair moving slightly at his first pump. Light cheek rubbing into the metal of the van floor with the thrust. "Ten thousandahhh" he cringed feeling the warm heat inside him start to swell as it pulled out almost entirely before ramming back in. "AHH! AHHaa ahhhaa aaIs hoooome." His cries dropped to whisphers, feeling the warm clear drops of salt water seep out from under the duck tape and slowly trickle down his face. No one could help him anyway. His silent gulps choking back his own vomit as his features contorted towards the floor. Focusing so hard on being somewhere else as the strong leather and rough skin pressed harder with each thrust; enjoying his soft light skin it raped.
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Her soft mocha eyes sighed lightly as she looked over at him. Slowly falling back to the dinner plate under her before her eyes once again rose up and sat on his unruly red hair. Quietly. Just looking at him. "What?" He snapped an irritated mumble, but her eyes didn't faulter. Only the soft rise of her chest and then soft sigh from her lips answering him. "So?!" He snapped slamming his fork back down to his plate as his eyes flicked up at her raven hair and soft green eyes watching them. "So if he doesn't come back it's automatically my fault!?" He chuckled his words soft but almost bitter as he made a face. "I am not being held responsible for anything Jim does. I don't care if I was the last person who talked to him!" He frowned at her, concerned mocha eyes watching him yell. Trying to shift the blame off himself because he was worried. Because this was the third night they were having dinner with out the blonde hair that hadn't called or sent any kind of word.
"Mel it's probably my fault. I told him I was going uptown for business with Cameron" She spoke with her eyes cast down guilty. "He probably left somewhere cause I was supposed to be gone for about three days." Her face held a exhausted expression as it resurfaced to the thin strains of red hair that tilted back as she looked up. Her lie wasn't making her feel any better, and she only met the glaring pair of annoyed dark eyes the outlaw held as she looked across the table. "If I was paying more attention I never would have gotten my months confused." She frowned quickly growling down at the mash potatoes on her dish. "Damnt"
"Don't *you* start." He growled at her watching her green eyes flick up at him. "If he wants to go off and pull this fine. Sitting around and getting all bent out of shape is probably why he's doing it." He growled shoving more mash potatoes into his mouth for show, he didn't want them.
"Gene?" He glanced up at Mel's soft concerned voice. "I am worried and I." Her large mocha eyes glanced back down. She didn't know how to get in contact with Jim so what request or sense of direction could she give?
"Look after dinner I'll call around and see if anyone's seen him alright?" He cocked an eyebrow at the two females watching him concerned. "Don't take this the wrong way, but being here with just you two..." He shook his head slightly watching Daniella make a weak smile at his joke, before looking back down to eat.
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"Hello?" She squeaked picking up the phone. Feminine blonde hair running along her face as she leaned into the kitchen wall. "Gene! Oh Gene! I haven't head from you in so long! Where are you huh?" She smiled listening to the deep -Hi Iris- move in from the other side of the phone. Her bright navy eyes listening to him before frowning. "Notah I haven't seen him.." She trailed listening to his deep voice mumble to her. "Yeah I'll keep my eye out. You want me to drop by in a day or two?" She smiled listening to his reassurances -that would be great- as she smiled. "Ok!" She giggled, pink finger nails hanging up before giggling harder. Ohh she hadn't seen Gene in.two long.a month.
Daniella's green eyes looked up at him as he walked in from the kitchen. Her thin fingers muting the tv. "Well? What did they say?" She frowned anxious to hear.
"No ones seen him." He shrugged baffled watching her green eyes fall to a concerned expression. "Except for..." His eyes shot to the side -She looks concerned. Better lie- "Except for one friend, who said they saw him. Said he stopped by a day ago and stayed for a while. That he was just blowing off smoke." He flashed her a lop sided smile as he fibbed. All of this female worry had been burning dinner for the last two nights. His dark eyes became satisfied as he watched her sigh heavily with relief.
"Thannk god...I was." Her gaze dropped to the couch in thought "I was so worried." Her soft giggle immerging with a weak smile before it snapping to a quick frown. "I can't believe he would do this to me Gene!" She watched him raise his eyebrows at her comment, slightly taken back. "Ahh I am gonna kick him till he's dead when he gets back here!" She growled suddenly. Loose white t-shirt and jean shorts throwing the remote into the couch as she stood up stomping towards the door.
Dark eyes watching her go. "Well." He sighed heavily slouching into the couch. "That didn't go as planned." He chuckled lightly, Jim was going to have hell to come back to now.woops.
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He grinned, salty wet blue eyes stareing at him from their curled position against the back of the truck floor. Glaring at him, the only defense they had left. "James" He sighed heavily, watching the blonde hair. It was such a twist of irony. To think Gene Starwind, the man that had been such a prick before when he just left *him* to rot in prison. Did it matter they didn't know each other? No, if you bust someone out, you don't just bust out one black guy.what was that guys name anyway? Mike? His mossy eyes frowned watching the blonde hair sniffle suddenly moving to spit on the floor. The white sticky liquid still hanging from the thin lips under the blonde hair glaring at him before slowly closing. Still so exhausted from fighting earlier, and loosing the oral war.
He had just left him in prison. Breaks out one and just leaves. He grinned lightly, what luck it was to run back into that bastard who didn't even recognize him on Heighfong, with one of *his* possessions. Granted he looked different but still, "You could have given me the satisfaction that you knew me." He growled lightly watching the blue eyes shake confused. The small light body freezing from the cold and pain, sickened by the fluids and drugs as the blue eyes glared at his strong leather pants and thick boots. His lazy tanned face and black birth mark slowly sipping the harsh beer from the glass soda-like bottle. His mossy green eyes chuckling as the light face spit more cum out. Grimacing as it tried to get rid of the sick taste in its mouth. Blue eyes closing as they tried to get rid of the images and feelings. His head slowly picking up where he had left off. Five thousand and eight, five thousand and nine, five thousand and ten..
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"Mike I am not going to tell you again!" She giggled watching his strong dark face lean back out of her refrigerator to deep chuckling. "Oh come oon get oout of my fridge!" His laughter watching her tight pink dress stomp her foot as she continued digging through her purse.
"You want I should grab the kitchen sink for you too Iris?" He chuckled watching her navy eyes flick up at him annoyed before giggling.
"Shut up and go start the car Mike.and where's that girl you said was coming with us?" She frowned slightly glancing at the clock. They were going to be in line for hours if they didn't get to the bar soon.
"Who?" He frowned baffled. "Cidny?"
She rolled her eyes "No not Cidny...the other one." She frowned lightly watching him lean into her kitchen table watching her.
"I didn't say I was bringing any more." He frowned, her navy eyes just glareing at him dully.
"Mike." She spit his name with a flat tone. Watching his dark features grin before his deep chuckling ran back into the room.
"Oh. Your mean Darleen." He chuckled at her watching her sigh a heavy smile.
"Ahh" She yanked her purse up. "Come on we're gonna be *so* late! And did you ask Gene if he was coming huh?" She frowned lightly pulling the front door open as she glanced back at him.
"Yeah I asked him." He grinned at her as he walked out onto the porch. It was still a warm night.
"Yeah so what'd he say huh?" Her navy eyes frowned as she glanced around. "How's this working huh? We meeting Cid and this Darleen girl there?" She frowned watching him shrug.
"Cidny said she was going, said she was bringing two brothers by the name of Bruce and Moe and Darleen said she was bringing her boyfriend Tom."
"Her boyfriend!?" She frowned yanking the car door open and getting in. "But I just saw that girl yesterday mourning with Cid. She said she was getting a dress to put on so she could *pick up* a boyfriend." She frowned watching his deep face just chuckle as he slid the key into the car.
"I know." He grinned, his deep voice answering her with a grin before turning around in his seat to back out. "She just met him this afternoon." He chuckled listening to Iris's heavy gasp as he backed out into the road.
"Wowie that's kinda fast don't you think Mike?" She frowned slightly watching him shrug. "But we're meeting them there right?" She squeaked watching him nod. "Did you ask Gene if he wanted to come?" He chuckled suddenly, flooring the car.
"Yes I asked him." He grinned at her watching her squeak a sigh as she pulled the lipstick she was digging through her purse for out off his dashboard. "He said Melfina isn't feeling good and he's going to stay home. Plus Mr. Wizard isn't back yet...but he didn't say that."
"Huh? Oh yeah that's right. Boy if I was that young girls Jim's got I would kick him good when he got back Mike." She frowned slightly at his deep chuckling. "Melfina." She spit the name annoyed. "I don't know what he sees in that girl! He could do so much better don't you think Mike?" She frowned slightly watching him continue to laugh.
"I have heard, and I quote Mr. Wizard on this Iris." He watched her grin. "Beauty is in the eye."
"Of the beholder?" She raised her thin eyebrows with her guess. Watching his strong dark finger nod at her.
"Of the beholder." He grinned
"Where'd Jimmy hear that huh?" She sighed lightly leaning into the car door.
"His fortune cookie." He grinned as she giggled suddenly. "Mr. Wizard loves that Tso's chicken." He chuckled.
"Oh for heavens sake Mike." She giggled, navy eyes leaning into the wind of the moving car as she looked out the window. Watching Cindy's wavy black hair smile at them as they pulled up. Darleen's frizzy red hair and bright pink gum still in the passenger side waiting for them outside the bar. "Hey looks like they brought all those people like they said huh?" She giggled as he pulled the car to a stop.
"Iris." She stopped getting out as he called her, watching him only grin. "We are about to make some new friends." He chuckled at her as he unbuckled, watching her thin blonde hair just shake her head humored. "Don't get too drunk now, cause we're leaving at four." He flashed a small frown to her squeaky -yeah yeah- as she got out of the car heading towards Cindy who immediatly shot a happy -Baby you look so good!-
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He blinked slowly, blue eyes glaring ahead at the loose chains he had temporarily been released from. His stomach calming as he lay against the cold metal van floor. Staring at the beer bottle now lightly coated with Vaseline around the nozzle and tip. Smeared lightly with the sticky yellow cream, the white of the cum, and small bits of blood that had all come from him. His stomach swirling lightly with the warm milky fluid that had just emptied into it before the sounds of another car had approached. His body jumping softly at the submerged sound of the van door from behind him yanking open. The familiar rough hands yanking him out fast as he tried to get a grip on his jeans which refused to stay up now that they were cut.
"Stand up. Stand up." The irritated shove made him stagger forward. Dazed blue eyes glancing up at the thin woman leaning against the expensive car wearing a suit of pressed white pants and loose sleeveless white business top. Large gold buttons holding it's v-neck suit design together towards the bottom. Her thin petite form standing white sandals next to the seemingly bored bald man suited well. The silver expensive car parked in the high grass next to the dirt road. They were in the middle of no where. Or so it seemed.
"He doesn't look worth eight grand." The bald face scowled at the them as the thin feminine form to its left stood up. Moving towards the blonde hair that seemed to be having trouble standing. "What's in his system?" The bald face scowled watching the blonde hair breath slowly though its open mouth and half open blue eyes. Leaning into the thin feminine form in front of it with short spiked black hair. Her sweet perfume running up to him as she pressed into his stomach. Pulling up his shirt to get a look at his chest and shoulders before moving behind him to his back and gently feeling that too.
"Melfina?" She stopped. Small petite figure moving back in front of him as he spoke. Ignoring his small whisper as she moved his hands lightly looking down at his hips. But he didn't seem to have any drug marks on him. Her thin hand taking the dark jeans he wore lightly and crouching down with them. Watching him try to step back as she looked at his legs before glancing back up at him as the light hands suddenly covered the blue eyes rubbing them hard before dropping again. Blinking slowly, drugged out of it. Her thin form standing back up, watching his blue eyes blink slowly as they looking down at her. Her thin fingers snapping at his chin opening his mouth and peering in. He had all his teeth, his mouth wasn't infected with anything.
Her light petite figure ignoring the arguing and bidding behind her, that wasn't her job. Thin hand griping his hip as she reached down, using two of her fingers to press against the light skin under the front of his boxers. Opening her mouth to give him an order before quickly pulling her hand back. Feeling the warm moist film on her finger tips as she rubbed them together. Her short spiked black hair glancing back at the bald irritated face and the greenish black hair fighting louder. Her small feminine eyes frowning, leaning around the side of the strong drugged form in front of her. Looking into the back of his boxers as she pulled them out, blinking alarmed by the warm bruised mess. "Melfina?" Her deep purple eyes snapped up at his face, as she pulled back to the front of him. Watching his groggy blue eyes fight to look at her. She was almost his height.
"What did you just say to me darling?" She frowned slightly, whispering with the sweet air of her French accent. Dark purple eyes watching his mouth try to move again. Her deep purple eyes cringing, watching the half open blue color slowly fill with drugged tears. "You understand don't you?" She frowned slightly staring up at him. Watching him slowly swallow.
"Mel Where?" He mumbled lightly watching her purple eyes widen, he was trying to ask her where he was.
"You are a liar and a fraud!" The bald head and greenish black hair stopped mid sentence to turn and look at her sudden snap.
"Trish dear what are you yelling about?" The bald face sounded bored, but his small eyes looked intrigued by her stressed expression.
"Look what he's done." Her purple eyes cringed at the bald strong skin, before switching to the greenish black hair with disgust. "You're a liar!" It flashed her a look of disgust. "You did not find him this way!" She frowned hard as the strong bald head came towards her. Moving along side of her deeply concerned purple eyes as she grabbed the light sedated wrists. "You see. See he has been bound. He has been restrained." She frowned up at the small eyes of her husband. Watching his larger hands look at the cuts around the absent wrists. "Dominic he has.." She trailed glaring at the mossy green eyes that shot her a sharp expression as she leaned closer to her husband. "This man has.the boy has been violated." She frowned upset, watching the dark eyes glance at her before back at the drugged blonde hair that was thin and dehydrated. "He understands some of what we're saying still, he is smart." She frowned, watching the strong hands just move behind the blonde hair. Shifting the rim of clothes downward to see for himself as her deep purple eyes looked back up at the light face. Slowly swallowing as it looked off absently, unaware people were even touching it.
"What the hell do you think this is?!" She jumped concerned by her husbands deep disgusted voice. His strong suit stomping back over to the greenish black hair watching it scowl at him.
"Come on darling." She whisphered lightly, watching the blonde hair stumble as she moved to guide it lightly. Pulling the dark jeans back up from around its ankles. "You are coming wit me I will not leave you here." Her voice sounded beautiful. Drugged she sounded like an angel. The sweet tones of her French heritage running into her voice as she cooed at him. Moving him back to the car and opening the back door. Gently guiding his blonde hair to the back. Smooth petite hands running along his shoulders and arms as she let him slowly lay back before fixing his shirt from where it had moved. Concerned deep purple watching his chest pick up as the sedated blue eyes slowly welled with tears again. Bad things happened when he laid down
She glanced up listening to the -take your seven thousand wong. You'll rot in hell with it.- She frowned concerned quickly moving into the passengers side as her husband climbed into the front. "Dominic?"
"Not now Trish I am trying to think." The strong bald head frowned, thinking hard as it watched her reach for his arm.
"But Dominic, we can not leave him this way." She jumped at the loud hum of the car starting and jerking forward with frustration. "What do we do?" She frowned concerned, wind whiping through her short hair as they sped along leaving the blue van behind.
"We can't keep him Trish." He shot her a hard look watching her concerned eyes frown. "Look closely at him. He belongs somewhere darling." Her deep purple eyes glanced back studying closer. He had strong arms, he obviously worked, or knew a trade he practiced. His abs had been worked not only with labor but by someone who had showed him how to do certain sit- ups to fix the rest of them. The lime green shirt he wore had the stitching of a woman learning how to sew and had patched up a small hole. While on the other side, one had been patched up with sewing experience. A chocolate stain towards the bottom had been removed by someone who knew about stains, definitely not him. There was a hole in his left ear for an intercom, though one wasn't there. They were small signs, but they meant something. "He belongs somewhere. Downtown it looks like."
"He stole him!? Stole him!" She spit his words at her bald husband shocked. "He is a steeler of children Dominic! You must do something for that!" She frowned concerned. Panicked purple eyes sinking into her seat.
"I will, don't you worry about it darling. We can't touch him, the police will find him and they will file a case." He flashed her a strong Italian smile as she sighed heavily. "Darling grab the black marker in the glove compartment." He nodded towards the expensive silver cover, watching her click it open. "Write this number somewhere on him where they will see it." He watched her deep purple eyes frown concerned as she leaned over her seat again. Running her eyes over the thin hurt body before pushing it to the side slightly. Watching the lime weight shift onto its side as she pulled up the back of the lime shirt up opening the marker.
"Ok."
"UBGIVN69" He glanced back watching her thin spiked black hair quickly write the license of the van on the lower back of the light skin before shrinking back into the front seat. "We'll leave him somewhere he knows alright darling?" He watched her nod as she sunk back into her seat. "Trish?" He deep purple eyes glanced up at him "Te amo bella" She smiled sighing heavily as she shut her eyes leaning back into the seat. Soon he would be somewhere better. Out of all the children they had bought only to place into foster families and better homes, because they allowed them to post as their own. Coming from a rich and respected family. Street erchants, as they called them could have a life, but this one was an accident. This one belonged somewhere. The question was...where?
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He felt someone moving him. His muscles tensing up immediate, his hands gripping the rim of his pants, but it was a different touch. Strong but slow and gentle pulling him out of the backseat of the car and moving him. The rough brick running against his back as he opened his blue eyes lightly, watching her black hair smear into focus. "Melfina." He moaned, feeling the pain radiate through his body as her thin feminine hand ran down the side of his face. The blurry image of her small smile saying something to him before ignoring his small yell for her as she started moving towards the car. The strong expensive engine purring as it started up again moving down the street as his head slumped to the side. Blue eyes running over the street sign. "Map...Maple." He murmured lightly watching the Maple Ave. sign run into view. He knew where he was.
"Hey bastard." He coughed, trying to look up before sinking forwards slightly. Throwing up onto the cement. Warm sticky fluids running up his throat as he choked feeling them slide onto the cement in soupy puddles. His blue eyes panting down at it before looking up at the frowning brown hair but four feet from him. Looking more afraid then when he could stand, that was ironic. Brown eyes running over the contents of his stomach now spewed around the cement, nothing but runny milky cum.
His brown eyes looked up. Watching the lime green shirt press into the rough brick as it cringed slowly standing up. Blinking unsteadily before raising it's fists slowly. Watching his brown hair just look back down at what it had puked up. Not making a move to fight. "Is it the guy with the red hair? Gene? Is that his?"
He choked lightly watching the brown hair point to the cum and stomach acid he had puked up. The scrubby ragged black t-shirt and brown hair moving around the mess slowly, holding its hands out lightly.
"I'll fight." He snarled suddenly, trying ever-so-hard to be threatning; but the brown hair continue to frown concerned. "Ah!" He jumped at the hand that gently ran onto his arm. "Don't touch me." His body shaky, hyperventilating as his arms pulled to his chest.
"My mom left my dad cause he was fucking your mom." The brown hair growled at him suddenly. Darker skin glaring disgusted at his blue eyes.
"You knew my mom?" He cringed, his eyes shutting as they slumped into the brick.
"Your mom was a tramp. A god damn tramp." He frowned, brown eyes squinting heavily at his face that only caved. Small tears running down his sweaty sticky face before his salty blue eyes opened looking up. "She had a nice ass though." The blue eyes glanced back over at his grin. "And she was really good at making tuna fish sandwiches and hot cocoa." His brown eyes frowned watching the blonde hair break down. The light face crying suddenly without sound. Looking as thought someone had hit mute. Only the thin lips and open mouth cringing before sucking in air, like a fish flopping on the beach.
"Ahhhh!" The blue eyes screamed suddenly, making him jump. His brown eyes dropping some of his disgusted air as he took a step forward. "Ahh! Get away from me!" the blonde hair tripped to the ground as it tried to push the black t-shirt trying to help off. Blue eyes grimacing as they pulled their lower arm, elbow and hand out of the cum and vomit it had slid into.
"Hey man." The brown hair shook no slightly, staring wide eyed at the mess on the concrete. "I am going to help you.James right?"
"No!" He snapped fast, grimacing before leaning towards the cement more. He still had more to throw up. "No, that's not me. Not me."
The brown eyes frowned confused and annoyed. "...Well then what the hell is your name?!" The voice was irritated and impatient.
"My...Jim...Jim." His blue eyes opened slightly, peering up at the brown hair frowning down at him, watching him swallow.
Jim was the same as James "Ass hole." The brown eyes scoffed. "I'll help you, only cause your mom was nice to me once. Now stop acting like a pussy, it won't sting for long. Was there lots of blood?....Hey." The brown eyes sounded annoyed, but the blue eyes wouldn't igknowledge the question. "Well you only have to worry if there was lots of it." He grunted, blue color frowning wincing as the darker arms yanked him up. "Surprised you haven't gotten it before living out here." The brown hair was practically laughing at him as it started walking.
"To the right." He mumbled lightly, blue eyes closing as he felt the ragged black shirt slide under him lightly, taking some of his weight. "One street, first small crème house. Knock...knock on the door and leave...leave." He cringed, straining his words out heavily as the black shirt started moving fast. Ignoring his chokes of pain and sick gags. Stopping only once when it seemed *that* time, really was the time he was going to throw up. But the darker face only scowled when he didn't and started moving again. "Ah" he cringed as the darker hands let him fall onto the wooden steps. Brown hair wiping stuff off him as it walked up the wood paneled porch to the door and slammed it hard a few time with its fist before heading back down. Pausing lightly to look down at the pained blue eyes.
"See ya later Jim." The brown face smirked at him watching his light hand slowly giveit his middle finger before smiling. Brown hair lazily moving down the steps to the side walk as the blonde hair leaned to the left behind it throwing up. More sticky hot acids running through his throat as he continued gagging. Swallowing hard to try and get rid of the sweet bitter sour coating in his mouth and throat. Blue eyes looking back up, collapsing into the steps exhausted.
"What?" Iris squeaked ripping the door open. "Someone better have a *damn* good reason for knocking so *damn* early!" She frowned, feminine blonde hair running along her light pink robe as her eyes snapped around her porch. "Damnt Mike that better not be you! Is it!? Huh!?" she frowned, stomping her foot lightly before stopping. Hearing her name mumbled in a small pained whisper. Her thin hands hugging her robe to her more as she moved towards the steps. "Oh my god..." She trailed lightly, navy eyes running over the back of his blonde hair...he was just sitting there...on her steps. " Jim you threw up all over my steps!" See frowned at him, walking down the right side to stay far away from the left. Her mouth opening to say something about how worried Gene had been before stopping.
His blue eyes looked up. Watching her just blink slowly as she stared at him, before swallowing hard. "Iris...Iriiis." He mumbled his groans, gritting his teeth to hold in the pain. His eyes already flooding with tears. All he had to do was look at her, and it was so hard to hold it together.
"Jimmy." He heard her small whisper, blue eyes looking back up at her. "What's that...what's in your mouth kido." He watched her thin pink robe crouch down to him quickly. Navy eyes blinking hard at his roughed and ripped lime shirt. Sloppy pants and pained way he tried not to sit and move, cuts around his wrists and slightly near his face, but what she stared at. What made her sick, was the small piece of white cum that still hung from his lips. Her navy eyes traveling to what he had thrown up. "Ah god Jim, you don't like milk." She frowned suddenly, her navy eyes running back up to his face. She wasn't dumb, she knew what it was, and he knew it. His light face jamming up tight as she grabbed his arms suddenly pulling him up with her. "Hey Jim." She squeaked lightly feeling him run into her. "Your too heavy for me huh?!" His hands pulling at her to hang on and stand up. "Stop pulling Jim, I am not wearing anything under this but some panties and a braaa." She whined at him as she moved towards the car, squeezing him tight as she pulled the door open and let him slide in. Her thin pink robe rushing around the front. Watching the surrounds blur slightly as the salt water built in her eyes.
"Ah! Stop it! STOP! It huuurtsahh" She jumped watching him scream as she yanked open the driver side. Her thin figure breathing fast and panicked as she froze watching him. His blue eyes jammed closed as he slowly stared curling up in her back seat. "NOOOO! STOOOP!"
"Jimmy! What the hell happened to yooou!?" She cried suddenly, the cool leather of the car seat running under her thighs as she slid in. Thin hands jamming the key in with fast panicked motions, flouring out of the driveway. "Yooou think we haven't been worrying.we have. oooh my goooood." She sobbed suddenly navy eyes squeezing shut trying to block his words out as he mumbled small broken pleas to stop doing -certain things- from the backseat. "Four days...FOUR DAAAAYS!" She screamed squeaking as she sobbed. He thin yellow car speeding over the curb, it was still early 7 AM, no one was out at seven am but the cops. Her thin hands turning the wheel fast speeding up the small hill. The closest place was.the closest place was.the bar..." Jim what are you doing!?" She squeaked wild and panicked watching him sit up suddenly. Frantic blue eyes darting around before tearing into the front seat with her. "Ah!" She screamed, thin hands dropping the wheel fast as he grabbed her. His strong chest and lime green shirt collapsing into the passenger side. Letting his arms grab her, whatever part it didn't matter. Just as long as he didn't let go, she couldn't disappear. She shook lightly, looking down at his blonde hair pushing into her thigh as he rapped his arms around it. "Aoww." She whined lightly to his strength, tearing navy eyes flooring a right, they were almost there.
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"Cidny! AHH CIDNNNY!" She screamed, thin short pink robe standing in the familiar hall of doors waiting as she cried. Watching a back one open slowly to the frizzy red hair looking at her. Slowly chewing bubble gum. "Ahh where the hell is Cidny! GET HER DARLEEN DAMNT!" The pink eyes frowned at her as she screamed. Flashing her an irritated look like -freak- before mumbling something into the open door.
Her navy eyes snapping at a closer door opening. Watching Mike's familiar white wife beater and baggy black jeans stumble out. "My god. The sun is up but it takes seven hours to set, why are you screaming Iris? Don't you know I need to sleep so's I." He trailed, black eyes blinking fast at her shaking figure.
"IRIS!" her navy eyes snapped at Cindy's who suddenly stumbled out of the back room. Loose gray pants and tight black tank top. "What!? Girl!? Baby what happened to you?" She rushed forward, watching Mike flash her a clueless shrug as she glanced at him.
"Ahh someone help meeee! MIKE! You gotta find out what-"
"-Will you all shut up!" Her pink eyes frowned screaming over all of them as she snapped a big pink bubble of gum. Watching the white wife beater turn around annoyed as Iris kept squeaking.
"Damnt Darleen." His black eyes frowned at her over the two whining females to his side.
"What's on your steps soup?" Her dark eyes frowned trying to understand the insane squeaking. The light thin hands and pink finger nails pointing towards the door suddenly. "Mike what the hell is she saying!?" Cidny's concerned eyes snapped at his wife beater still arguing with Darleen.
"..Ain't no body need that cat like voice a yours our here Darleen." He frowned at her. "Excuse me." He sent her frizzy hair an annoyed nod as he turned back to the wavy black hair. "Yes Cidny." He gave her an exhausted grin, watching her concerned brown eyes only whine something at him about Iris sobbing something about milk. Or something on her steps before they drove here, but she didn't know who drove, when she kept saying only she could do the driving. His dark face frowned as Darleen starting screaming at them to shut up again. It wasn't like he hadn't been out partying till four too.
"Mike! I FOUND!!.." She trailed lightly sobbing her large inhale. Watching his dark eyes glance at her concerned but exhausted. Silence running over all of their talking and arguing with her outburst. Her thin voice breathing in for a loud. ".FOUND MR.WIZAAAARD!"
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"Iris you stop this screaming girl. Stop this screaming." He frowned feeling her cling to him as she continued to sob. Hanging onto his strong black form as he started out the back door before snapping at all of them. Frizzy red hair, brown eyes and sobbing pink robe clinging to him. "You all ain't coming to see no Mr. Wizard." He frowned at them "Cidny you march your nice ass inside and get me that bastard Starwind via da phone. Darleen I hear one none helpful word I gonna Kill somebody now you get me a first aid kit, cause I don't understand one thing a commin' outa this kitty mouth." He frowned pointing at Iris's sobbing femanine blonde hair hanging onto him as Cidny shot back to her room for the phone. Frizzy red hair frowning at him as it whined something about him -being a tight ass- before starting back inside blowing big pink bubbles of gum.
His dark eyes frowned, hearing the low groans and choking sobs as he neared the car. Dark eyes looking down at the blonde hair that was far from recognizable. "Iris you go inside" He frowned at her suddenly. Dark elbow sending her a soft nudge as he stared down at the blonde mess.
"Oh Mike he was just sittttting on my steeeeps and then he threw up all this...all this.all this-"
"-Lord and heaven Iris you go inside cause I might need your help, but not at this time." He frowned at her watching her nod. Sniffling hard as she started back across the light gravel of the back driveway in her bare feet, blue eyes opening slightly. "Hey Ji.." The light hands snapped at his gun, yanking it from his baggy black pants as the blue eyes opened. The strong barrel aiming at him as his dark hands shoved it fast, jumping as it fired into the street. Wet pained blue eyes breathing up at him hard. Wide eyed in shock as they just now realized who he was. "Mr. Wizard." He forced a light grin. "If it's all the same to you, I would really like to keep my face." He let his grin strengthen slowly. "So how's about you let go, of this here gun." His gentle grin tugging on the strong weapon the light hand was squeezing. Lime shirt beating fast and hard as it breathed, shaking hysterical before blinking hard.
Blue eyes cringing with tears as they closed, mouthing a small Mike before sobbing.
"You going to be ok Mr. Wizard." His dark eyes grinned, swallowing hard as he ran over the smaller body, gently grabbing the light arms and pulling them up.
"Ah." The light face cringed, jamming together as they stood up, breathing hard under the lime t-shirt before the blue eyes opened looking up at the tight wife beater they suddenly fell into.
"I take it, you not been out vacationing like everybody says." He grinned, but it was weak, feeling the light hands hang on tight. His dark eyes running down over the strong back and dark pants he suddenly grabbed as they fell off the light waist.
"Ah!" The light hands shoved him suddenly. His dark face cringing at the hard bite as the blonde hair freaked to his darker hands moving below its waist as he grabbed its jeans.
"Yo there." His dark eyes frowned, watching the blonde hair trip to the ground, slowly looking off as he held out his hands for peace. As though the shaking blue eyes that could hardly focus on him had a gun. "You know who I am Mr. Wizard?" His dark eyes frowned, watching the light mouth just move as if it were cold, gapping and groaning up at him.
"Ahhaa..aa.a shad." The blue eyes closed. "MmmaahaaMiiike."
His dark eyes grinned, feeling the light hand grip his as he offered it. His strong dark arms hosting the blonde hair up slightly. Listening to the hard grunts of pain as he started back towards the side alley door. "You ain't got nothing to worry bout now Mr. Wizard. That lazy bastard friend of ours is gonna make it all right."
"Ahhha" He let out a deep chuckle as the light face choked a sob to his statement. Hanging on tight as he continued to move it back towards the bar.
"I sent Cid to go call him now."
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He frowned, dark eyes growling as they remained closed. Waking up to Mel's light elbow nudging his back to the ringing phone. "Gene..." She whisphered softly "...phone" Dark raven hair rolling over slightly as she started falling back to sleep. Frowning ever so lightly as the bed shifted to his scarred chest moving to reach the phone on her end table.
"What." He growled pulling the receiver to his ear as his scarred hand ran over his face, rubbing into his temples. "What? No Cid I am not dressed, I was sleeping god damnt. What the hell is the matter with you it's..." he trailed, eyes darting at the clock. "It's seven twenty blast it." He growled into the receiver, scarred chest slumping into the bed more with the phone. His dark eyes closing as he listening to her calm slow speaking voice. "Oh yeah." He grinned lightly, nudging Mel's thin, silk, red night gown sleeping next to him as he lowered the receiver. "Jim's down at the bar."
He grinned watching her light shoulders only hug into her more as she let out a soft exhale. "Mm." She sighed heavily, still half asleep. "Geeene tell him to come home there's some..." She trailed lightly feeling the bed move. The wide dark eyes sitting up fast with the phone before slamming it down and getting up. "..some pork chops in the fridge." She finished her sentence opening a mocha eye to look at him. Watching his black boxers yank open her small closet and hop into some jeans before ripping his t- shirt off the floor. "What's wrong?" She whisphered lightly falling back asleep.
Half of her mocha eye opening slightly as he stopped dead at her question. -She looked slightly concerned. Better lie- "Jim's having a fit cause he smashed up the Euphrau when he was drunk." He flashed her a lop sided grin as he fibbed. Watching her mocha eye slowly close to a sleepy -oh-. "Mel, if I call later, do what I say alright?" He flashed her half asleep face a grin as he started out the door. Ripping the keys off the dresser as he went shouting a "Keep Danny here if she shows up alright!?" back to her sleeping figure.
Her mocha eyes opened lightly as the downstairs door slammed. "Gene?" She mumbled a frown sitting up. Quickly glancing at the window. Watching his unruly color yank open the door to his car before getting in and roughly speeding off. Her face sighing heavily, sinking back into the warm sheets before sitting up fast. Frowning mocha eyes looking down at the familiar pinkish color of the antique car parked out front. "But the.." she trailed lightly doing a hard blink to clear her eyes. "But the Euphrau is here Gene."
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"Aaaa" He groaned, feeling the soft fabric of sheets run under him. His blue eyes looking up suddenly, watching Mike's dark face appear above him. Dark hands studying the clean fast cut in his pants that kept making it so hard for them to say up.
"Any you luscious babes know how to sew?" His dark eyes turned around, glancing from Cind's wavy black hair, Iris's hysterical navy eyes and Darleens calm bright pink bubble of gum.
"I do Mike!" Her gum bubble popped as she spoke. Watching him grin at her with a strong slow nod.
"Good, get a needle and thread or what ever else it is you need. Cause you gonna sew up these pants for me." He chuckled lightly watching the light hands snap at the bed sheets as the trusted dark hands started pulling their pants off.
"AHh." He grunted a sharp groan, watching the dark eyes momentarily stop tugging to look at him, before continuing at a slower pace. His dark wrist flicking the loose denim at Darleen. Watching her sit down on the bed. Blue eyes frowning up at her frizzy hair as she started chewing loudly. Running thread through a small needle as his jeans lay across her lap. "Ahh what's your...What's your name?" He cringed his words at her slowly. Her pink eyes glancing down at him before back up at Mike's tight white wife beater pulling Cidny into the hall. Iris was busy doing something in the bathroom, she looked back down.
"Darleen. How's you?" She smiled suddenly, stopping her sewing to get a better look at him. Ignoring his pained light face. "You know what kid you've been around here before." She frowned at him. "How come you haven't ever talked to me or said hi?" She frowned at him, lowering the needle to her lap as she shifted her weight to look directly at his tense blue eyes.
"I didn't...didn't know you." He frowned lightly, swallowing hard to keep the red from working around his eyes.
"Oh yeah?" She smiled suddenly. "You come Tuesday nights?" She watched his baffled scared expression just blink at her. "I am the dancer tuesday nights." She smiled at him watching him just look at her, before moving to look around the room. Where the hell was everyone? "Wanna see?" She smiled quickly standing up. Watching his blue eyes just cringe heavily as he let out a hard groan of pain and overloaded exhaustion. Her thin hands pulling her shirt off before quickly crawling over him. "See." She smiled down as she crouched over his sprawled pained figure on all fours. Her thin white shorts and topless figure watching his blue eyes look to the side with a small sound. His breathing slowing down and picking up as he pulled air in and out of his mouth. "What's the matter?" She smiled watching him swallow hard, grunting lightly as she pressed into his boxers.
"Aha" his moan scrunched his light features up with pain.
"What's your name? I'll scream it you know." She giggled softly at him, running her mouth along his ear. Frowning slightly as she felt him shaking upset to the hot red color rolling into his face as she gently rubbed against his boxers of abused raw skin.
"Ah!" He yelled at her, shoving her fast as her warm tongue slipped into his ear. His blue eyes frowning upset at her as she sat back. Watching him cringe as she sat onto his hips. Nothing but light skin and frowning face.
"Hey kid." She gave him a dirty look. "You know your a real tight-"
"-Darleen girl I sware's." Her pink eyes looked up watching Mike come in. "Alls the time I see you, you got's no shirt." He frowned at her watching her pouty face slowly climb off the cringing blonde hair. "All's the time!" He frowned, dark eyes looking down at the closed blue color before up at her as she spoke.
"Aww I was only playing Mike." She whined picking the dark pair of jeans back up. "Besides." She sent his frowning dark eyes a smile as she pulled her shirt back on. "No harm done." She giggled, a large pink bubble running out of her lips before she snapped it, chewing again.
"I don't care what you doing, but he's already got himself a woman so you stay off." He frowned at her, watching her just move her hips back and forth to mock his words as he spoke. Sticking her tongue at the pair of jeans she was sewing. His face frowned lightly as it turned back down to the blonde hair. Watching the blue eyes slowly open, silently crying.
"Mike." His blue eyes switched from the blurry dark face to Cindy's wavy black hair as she suddenly moved over him.. "I just called Gene, he's on his way." She smiled weakly at the dark eyes that nodded before looking down at him. "Baby, where you been for four days?" She frowned suddenly, pressing her lips together to fight her sad expression. Her strong brown eyes holding it together as she watched his face cringe up hard before choking.
"Ahh...ahhaaaa." He sobbed suddenly. Darkness all around him as he jammed his eyes shut, feeling her smooth hand run into his. Squeezing his hard after she jumped at how fast his tight fist clamped onto her. "AHh! Ahaaaaa!" He screamed suddenly, growling his pain out between tightly clenched teeth. The dark black eyes watching his body shake, tight lines to his stomach and abs clenching and releasing in fast tight motions as his body struggled against nothing.
His black eyes avoiding the sobbing light face half hidden by Cidny's dark wavy hair running a hand along the blue eyes before upward. Letting her soft red finger nails slowly move through the knotted clumped blonde hair.
Dark hands moving the lime shirt. Looking over the scraps running vertical in small three inch separations where the strong light muscles had been rocked back and forth into the cold rigged metal of the van floor. "Cidny we might have a real problem here." She heard his hard whisper. Her brown eyes crying silently as the light face sobbed underneath her. Somehow, something had gone right. Somehow he had gotten away, was it...that kid? His enemy? Who was it? Someone had helped him, but who? Melfina? Was that really her? It must have been. It was her. But why? Why would she have left him in the street? He didn't remember running, that wouldn't have worked. Mel had saved him. His free light hand balled into fists suddenly, his strong chest moving his arms forcefully. Hearing Cid's light alarmed squeak as he jerked her to the side with his motion. He was free, free from the chains that had held him down for four days and let all those awful things happen.
Her brown eyes gasped lightly, staring down at the light face that gagged. Stopping all sound before the sharp "Aha" grunt. Straining lightly, blue eyes still jammed shut, shaking hysterical as it lay mute. The strong concerned black hands pulling the front rim of its boxers out slowly. Dark eyes frowning concerned at the sticky mess of abused skin inside.
"Wow nice size huh Cid?" Her pink eyes flashed a smile as they peered into the pair of boxers. Darker face snapping her a strong threatening look. Flicking up at her comment. Watching her just stick her lip out pouting as she started sewing again. The wavy black hair ignoring the comment all together as her warm eyes stayed on the light face.
"Baby?" He heard her whisper, blue color opening slightly to look at her. Shaking as they cringed horrified as her hand started pulling from his grasp.
"Cid. Ahha Cid." His voice choked out her name in cracking tones. Watching her brown eyes blink quickly to his shaky mumble as she pulled at her hand.
"Some ones calling my name Baby." She pulled at her hand more watching his throat swallow hard.
"Cidny. CID! Cidny! AHHCIDNY!" He screamed at her suddenly, watching her wavy black hair disappear towards the door. Mike's deep voice suddenly back over him. Dark black eyes saying something soothing as it pulled. Strong familiar hands pulling his blonde hair up watching the lime shirt pull into itself. Tense arms pulling in tight as the light face disappeared underneath the blonde hair he started guiding towards the small bathroom. Dark eyes watching the mess of blonde color stumble as it walked, gagging to the sick rocking in its stomach.
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He growled, slamming the thin bar door in as he stormed through. Watching the bar tender cock an eyebrow at him, the place was next to dead. Everyone had partied themselves out last night, customers and staff alike. "Not now." He growled lightly, silencing the heavy man that went to ask if he wanted a drink. His unruly color stomping directly to the back door and shoving it in, stopping in the hall of dark wood. "CIDNY!" He screamed, dark eyes falling to a sly calm expression as he waited. "CIDN-"
"-Blast it I am gonna have to get my own personal doorbell." She frowned quickly stumbling out of one of the dark doors. Watching him rush forward as she started waving him to come. "Gene you better get in here now." She frowned concerned watching his reckless air storm past her. His strong scarred chest heaving as she moved into the small dimly lit room. His dark eyes snapping around for the blonde hair before glaring at her.
"What? Where is he?" He frowned watching her blink lightly. " Cidny come on! You said he was hurt! What is this blast it!?" He growled at her watching her confused concerned face just look back at him. He was there a second ago, her dark eyes blinking before turning towards the bright pink bubble gum that spoke calmly.
"He went to the bathroom with Mike." She sighed lightly, slowly sewing the jeans as she popped a bubble of gum.
"With Mike?" He repeated. Dark eyes frowning heavily under his unruly hair. "Where? Which one?" He growled at her watching Cindy start for the small bathroom to the corner of the room.
"It's gotta be this one baby or else we would have seen them come out into.." She trailed lightly opening the bathroom door. The back of the strong wife beater and blonde hair coming into view as it opened. Strong black hands helping to balance the light skin throwing up into the sink.
"Geez." She heard his small whisper. Her large brown eyes glancing at his unruly color. Watching his dark sly eyes just stare ahead quickly. Listening to the sobbing growls the blonde hair made before silencing as it choked more into the sink. Mike's deep voice offering small sarcastically humorous statements when ever the light face stopped puking to catch its breath again. Trying to lighten the current situation.
"Gene that you there?" Mike flashed him a sloppy grin, watching the reckless eyes blink back to reality as the unruly color started forward. The lime shirt shaking hysterical as he laid a hand on its shoulder. Watching the blue eyes lean into the sink more before glancing at him, the direction of the new touch.
The light face grimaced immediately. "Ahh god Geeene geet out of heeere!" The blue eyes sobbed suddenly. Watching the scarred face make a hard baffled expression. "GO! GEEET OOUT BLAAST IT!" The light hands screamed at him slamming the sides of the sink before leaning in to throw more up. Dark black eyes looking up at the unruly color that took a small step back, looking over the puking figure. The light face unable to move or scream as his scarred hands moved his shirt, looking for a problem.
"Gene." His dark eyes looked up at Mike's black face frowning at him. "Mr. Wizard here's got some serious wiped cream and tomato juice all over in his pants." The dark eyebrows raised at him as they did a slow nod. The scarred eyes only widened to a tightened expression consuming the outlaws face. Disgusted hateful glare running over the sly eyes that snapped back at the puking blonde color. His scarred hand moving towards the light skin before growling as the light hand shoved him away.
"I THOUGH I SAIDAH!.." The light face trailed still leaning into the sink gagging as it tried to puke more. "..TO GET AhhhaaOUT GEEENE!" The scream growled at him suddenly leaning back into the strong wife beater that caught its weight easily. Panting blue eyes staring up at the ceiling before sinking to a half open exhausted expression as they moved to look at the scarred face. Dark eyes that where horrified, appalled and furious glaring hard at the light colors. Watching the clear tears slowly trickle down the salty, clamy face as the blue eyes welled up, breathing heavily through its open mouth. His scarred hand watching the small thin lips pull away from him as he touched them. Blue eyes snapping away as his darker ones looked down at his scarred hand. Glaring down at the sticky white liquid he had just wiped off the thin lips. Cum, his eyes glanced at the sink, watching it slowly run down the drain from where Jim had just puked it up. That was all that was in his stomach.
"Gene!" He jumped, dark eyes snapping at Cindy as she opened the bathroom door again. "There's some woman here to see you. Says you called her?" Her brown eyes blinked completely baffled and upset. Watching his scarred face just push past her leaving the bathroom without a word as she looked at the blonde hair. Closed blue eyes slumped Mike's chest. Light hands and arms up slightly as the darker stronger ones ran under them. Holding the thin dehydrated form up.
"Blast it Cidny move." He growled slightly watching her drop the blonde from sight. Turning around to him as he tried to push back into the bathroom. Scarred hand yanking the older feminine form with him. Watching the dark black eyes back up slightly as her thin gray hair came into the room. "We just found him like this." He frowned panicked feeling her wrist pull lightly from his grasp as she stepped forward. Judith's worn green eyes horrified and hurt at the blonde hair she had grown to love so. Since he was four, since and always he was one of the nicest and smartest people she had known.
"Jim?" She whisphered his name as she moved forward. Gently running her fingers onto his lime shirt, feeling it rise fast with his chest, pause, and drop fast. Closed blue eyes expressionless and drained, thin mouth hanging open, dry and disgusted, grimacing at itself. "Jim." She spit his name harder this time, watching the strong black arms move the blonde hair slightly. Shaking it as the blue eyes slowly opened to her. Looking at her as if she wasn't really there. Absently staring at her as her worn fingers ran under his bottom lip pulling his mouth open lightly. Worn green eyes squinting into his teeth and throat and tongue before flicking up at his blue eyes watching her. "Did you give him anything to drink? To eat?" She frowned suddenly, worn green eyes snapping around at the concerned faces shaking no. "Did he change his clothes? Did you take anything from him?" She frowned upset.
"Mr. Wizard *is*, as he came." The dark eyes watched her worn soft face flick up at him. Listening intently before looking back down. Her worn timed hand snapping at the sink as she noticed his vomit still inside it slightly. Her hand plugging it fast before snapping back at the blonde hair.
"We have to go. Don't anyone touch him, or take anything off him got it!?" She frowned snapping her soft green eyes at the unruly color that nodded at her as he squeezed out of the room. The strong black wife beater nodding silently. "Jim...Jim?" She frowned slightly grasping the incoherent light chin and shaking gently, watching the blue eyes open slightly. "Have you excreted anything since you've gotten here?" She frowned slightly watching the thin mouth swallow as the blue eyes listened to her. Baffled and confused as they struggled to focus in on her face and understand what she was saying to him. Somehow she just suddenly appeared.
"Mr. Wizard?" The strong black arms shook the lime green shirt again, glancing up at Gene who suddenly pushed back into the bathroom with the dark jeans now sewn up. Growling heavily as it started working them onto the light skin, dazed blue eyes looking down. Barely making out Gene doing something.touching him maybe.
"Hey Kid!?" Her frizzy red hair squeaked annoyed. Watching the blue eyes look up at her. "You take a leak since you got here?" she frowned watching the blonde hair slowly shake no. Scarred hands yanking it forward suddenly as the soft gray hair started giving directions to get in the car and not to touch him.
"Gene try not to touch him." She pushed at his scarred chest. Watching his dark eyes growl at her as she separated the lime green shirt from him.
"Judith this is *not* the *time*." He growled at her focused worn green eyes. Her soft older voice now firm and snappy. Spitting fast orders at them through the panicked tension.
"I am not going to have you smearing evidence off him now don't touch him! Just help him." She frowned watching his dark eyes only look back at the blonde hair. Light face hidden under the yellow strands as it walked unsteadily but independently. Strong light arms pulled in tight, almost hugging itself as it stumbled slowly. Not sure where exactly it was going, but enough people seemed to be saying that was the right direction so, now was as good a time as any to not care.
He grinned suddenly, blue eyes smiling under the blonde hair as they looked up. Watching the scarred face suddenly push into his, glaring at him confused. "What the hell is so funny blast it?" The dark eyes frowned at him as he stumbled suddenly. Watching the grinning blue eyes only laugh. Scarred hands opening the car door before shoving him. Frowning heavily as the dark jeans and lime green shirt tripped slightly before slowly sliding into the back seat and lying down to a heavy exhausted moan and small chuckle.
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She sighed heavily, listening to her sky blue nail tap the square red button again. The copier running to life, quickly scanning her file for the what.hundredth time? She frowned, green eyes yawning as she brushed some of her thin red hair behind her ear. She still had, 130 more copies to go.
"Hey." She glanced up, at the grinning black eyes and familiar teal hair leaning in her doorway. Chuckling at her bored expression and loose gray pants and pink sport shirt. Absolutly adorable while she wasn't on duty now but still wore her gun and badge. Both attached to the black belt running around her thin waist.
"Do you know how many copies I have to go?" She giggled a sigh. "Cameron I am going to be in here until I die!" Her head tilted back exhausted as he pushed off the doorway with a soft laugh. His teal color still on duty in his blue cop uniform, lazily grinning at her as she hit the red square button again. "Have you started your night classes yet?" She made eyecontact again, but her words were still spoken with a sigh.
"Yeah I have." He grinned as he leaned into the copier, watching her hit the button again. "Pretty soon I am going to be covered in every area.I can't wait. I really want to be a good cop. Like my mom." He grinned at her, watching her sweet smile answer his comment.
"Like my dad."
"I wouldn't be where I was if it wasn't for him Daniella. You should be proud of him, he was a great man." He watched her green eyes look down as he spoke.
"...I am." Her thin red hair moved slightly as she hit the red square again before looking back up with a smile. "If I can, I'd like to get into some of the extra classes too. I would really like to build up my experience and my qualifications." His black eyes brightened immediatly.
"Well that's great." He grinned watching her nod with a smile. "Why don't we do something this weekend and we can talk all about it?" He grinned at her watching her only shrug.
"I am going to be busy this weekend." She hit the red button.
"Well what about sometime this week?" He frowned slightly disappointed, green eyes just looking at him.
"I'll be downtown Cameron. I'll be busy all this week too." She turned him down with a soft air. Watching his teal color just nod as he sighed heavily. To him this wasn't a permanent no, just a slow down. -Cameron pick up please.- His black eyes glanced down at the small radio he wore. Sighing heavily as he picked it up.
"This is Cameron come back." He released the button lazily, watching her green eyes just sigh. "We're going on duty in 30 right?" He whisphered at her lightly watching her nod.
"Yeah I was thinking of wearing this." She giggle watching him grin before his attention snapped back at the intercom. -Cameron your needed up here for an interrogation..room 402 please- He sighed heavily sitting the radio onto the copier as she looked up at him. The loud electronic hum filling the small packed room as she hit the red square *again*.
"Duty calls." He grinned at her small humored expression. Or if, you find some free time. Don't hesitate to call alright?" He grinned at her, watching her green eyes nod. Her small smile looking back down to the red button to the "My door is always open!" he called back.
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"Interrogation...interrogation...fun fun." He sighed heavily walking over to the strong counter and old secretary. "Say Mary." He glanced up at her dull blank face. "Room 402? Right?" He grinned, her dull eyes just vacantly staring at him from where she sat in the piles of papers and folders wearing the dull phone head set.
"Cameron are you going deaf?" He chuckled at her bored tone as she glared at him annoyed.
"Alright." He grinned taking the dull manila folder from her as she slid it over the rest of files and paper junk. His black eyes lazily opening it as he started towards one of the select interrogation rooms. Special because it was used for medical problems such as domestic problems. It was made softer then the hard cement walled bolted down metal chair and tabled rooms complete only with a camera and window mirror. These rooms where made to encourage talk freely, hoping to acquire information without force.
He sighed heavily, strong eighteen year old cop uniform shoving in the heavy door to the twelve by twelve room. Completely white, floor, walls and ceiling, equip with only a built in table, two chairs, small bench bolted down as well as the small twin bed and closet. His dark black eyes looked up. "Hey My name is Officer.." He trailed, frowning black eyes looking at the mess of blonde hair head down on the small table from where it slouched into the small chair provided. "..Officer Moore." He frowned harder as he let the door shut behind him, lazily opening the file in his hand before blinking.
Interrogation: 4401G Type: Criminal Report. Rape Subject: Male. Age 16
His black eyes snapped up immediately, how awkward was this.going.to..be. He swallowed lightly watching the lime green shirt sit up. Tired blue eyes glancing up before squinting hard.
"Your Cameron." The blonde hair stood up with its phrase, glaring. Black eyes watching before looking back down at the folder they held. Blue eyes glancing at it with him before looking back up. "What is that?" The voice scowled at him. "What does that say about me!?" The light hand reached for it quickly. Extending into the air as the blue eyes frowned, practically demanding he hand it over.
"I am sorry." He frowned slightly. "I am not allowed to let you see it." He closed the folder quickly. Watching the light hand drop as the blue eyes continued to squint at him annoyed.
"We need to talk." His teal hair frowned slightly, watching the blue eyes squint as they cocked a small sly pained grin.
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She sighed heavily again, lazily tapping the red square button before glancing at Cameron's spare radio lazily sitting on top of part of the copier. "Idiot." She smiled her sigh as she picked it up. Looking down at -channel 18- printed on top before glancing at her belt and twisting her own channel to that frequency. Her green eyes giggling slightly, listening to Cameron interrogate some dumb ass who was probably pulled in for drunk driving or indecent exposure was.she blinked hard. Green eyes frowning at her name
-..know and with Daniella. You want to say something to me then do it now.-
Her green eyes blinked hard, "Jim?" She whisphered it lightly, but she would have bet her life that was him.
-What can I say to you. Your downtown Starwind and Hawking Enterprises. Pretty selfish of you to want to sell her life so short. She is apart of something great and you just want to drag her down.-
She frowned, thin finger snapping at the off button fast as she snapped towards the door. Thin red hair bouncing around her face as she started down the hall. It was room 402, wasn't it? Wasn't that it?!
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"Why don't you just leave her alone. She's better off uptown if you get my gist." The teal hair frowned at him, watching him growl, glaring hard and disgusted.
"Maybe I'll just show you what being downtown has taught-" He stopped, blue eyes blinking lightly as Judith suddenly came in. His fists slowly dropping as the teal hair straightening up immediately. Turning around to her.
"You are Judith Miller? I assume." He extended his hand to her watching her shake it lightly as she smiled at him before heading for the upset blonde hair. The disgusted -I'll kill you- expression suddenly draining off its face as the spotlight moved back to what was really happening. Visions of the thin red hair temporarily fading from his mind.
"Jim." She stated his name matter o' factly as she came right at him. Watching his saddened light face just look at her. Blue eyes darting unsteadily around the room at the teal colored hair and two other cops that came in with her. "Jim you need to give an official statement.alright?" She slowly nodded at him. Watching his blue eyes travel around the room before landing back on her.
"Ahwhat?" He mumbled softly, watching her slowly lick her lips. As though preparing to word this all simpler for him.
"You need. To give an official statement." She frowned slightly. "Can you understand me?" His blue eyes came back to her from where he was staring at the older, firmer, better, teal hair glaring at him. Her soft old hand suddenly pulling his cheek down slightly looking into his eye. Frowning fast as he shoved her off. "Jim." She frowned at him as he quickly blinked. Taking a small step back as he shifted his weight.
"Give a...give a statement?" He frowned at her watching her nod.
"Yes, just tell them the best you can." she trailed lightly. Worn green eyes darting to the side as she thought of the best way to word what she needed. That he needed to give an official statement of exactly what happened to him. To two strangers, and one guy two years older who kept hitting on his girl. "..tell them.the best you can of.what you remember happening...to you." She stopped lightly, watching him look at her. "Alright?...Jim?" She frowned slightly, his face didn't hold an expression. Was he hearing her? "Do you understand that Jim?" She raised her worn gray eyebrows at him lightly as he didn't answer.
"Nothing happened to me." He frowned at her spitting his words hard and firm. Watching her concerned worn green eyes just look down slightly as he growled at her. "Why am I *here* Judith?' His words were harder, growling where they wanted to crack. Watching her worn green eyes just stare down before turning to look at the three cops waiting for him to say something significant. "Judith?"
Her worn green eyes snapped back at the frowning blue color that were slowly welling with tears as he spit her name at her. "Jim you can get full medical coverage for everything down to the aspirin you take if you do this." She nodded lightly, reassuring him. "You won't have to pay for anything, your walking proof of what happened." She frowned concerned suddenly, watching his blue eyes harden as he listened to her soft soothing voice. "People will believe you. I believe you. It was an accident, I know you did not want this." She watched his face and eyes disappear underneath his blonde hair as he quickly looked down. One of his strong hands running up to his face, his form quickly stepping back as her worn soft hand gently touched his arm.
"Nothing happened to me Judith." His blue eyes snapped back up at her, now silently crying but still just as strong. As if the tears weren't there. "WHO *ARE* THESE PEOPLE!" He watched her jump as he yelled at her. "Who the HELL ARE THEY!? I am not." he trailed shaking his head.
He blinked slowly under his teal hair. As bad as he wanted to show up this loser Daniella had fixed herself on, this was.
-Cameron come in, where are you?-
His black eyes glanced down at his radio, slowly switching it off. His face frowning. Oops. He should have done that before he came in.
The blue eyes snapped up immediately. "Daniella?" They frowned at him, slightly confused. That was her voice he just heard! Where was she!? "Where is she! WHERE! WHERE *IS* SHE!" He screamed at the teal hair, pushing past Judith towards the black eyes glaring down at him. The two cops behind him stepping forward suddenly. Raising their hands slowly, telling him to calm down.
"Working. She's on duty now." His teal hair frowned slightly nodding to the cop on his right. Watching it slowly move to the side of the blonde hair. The blue eyes snapping up at the strong figure next to it as it stood itself straighter. Glaring at them. "I am going to have to ask you to calm down and take a seat if you will Mr. Hawking." His darker skin motioned towards the chair being used before. "We need you to-"
"-Don't give me that bullshit!" The blue eyes growled at him, taking another aggressive step forward. "She's not working now! NOT WORKING! Like hell I will sit down!" He growled "GET THE HELL OFF ME!" He pulled suddenly. Feeling the cop that had moved to his right a few seconds prior forceful grip either of his arms and move him back towards the cushioned bench against the back wall. "Blast you! Blast *all* of you!" He choked suddenly feeling himself sink into the vinyl cushions to the combination of his own exhaustion and their forceful pushing. "Ahha" He sobbed suddenly, strong light hands running to his blue eyes as he tried to fight it, but it was getting so hard.
"Please, if you could get me a curtain." He heard Judith snap an order fast, as strong hands started pulling his shirt off. His light face jamming together as he cringed. "Jim?" His blue eyes opened, filled with a salt water shine but no tears ran out. "You have a number on you do you know what that it?" Her worn green eyes frowned concerned, watching his blue eyes blink at her. Groggily staring at her as though he were completely lost. Her worn skin frowning slightly, knitting her forehead together as she stared at him. "You don't know what that is?" She whisphered lightly at him. Letting her worn soft hands run down the sides of his arms as he sat there looking at her.
"Can I have some aspirin please?" She blinked at his question suddenly. Worn green eyes doing a quick frown as she thought. Could he have some?
"Jim. What do you want to do? Do you know who did this? Do you know the man?" She frowned slightly, watching his blue eyes snap up as someone opened the door. The loud irritated voice of the reckless outlaw running into the room before it shut.'
"Judith, don't leeet him come in." His voice cracked suddenly, blinking hard at her. "Don't let him. Dooon't let, don't let Geneee see me.like." the blue eyes darting around suddenly, becoming more aware of what was happening. The small curtain being hung in front of both of them offering him some privacy as he frowned. The thin large tissue like paper being unfolded onto the floor where they were. Meant to catch any evidence that feel off him when they would make him take his clothes off one piece of a time because it was evidence.
"It's alright." She gave him a warm smile. "No ones coming in Jim. The only people who will be in here is you, and me, and a few cops alright?" She watched him frown concerned at her as he blinked. Strong blue eyes fighting to figure this all out while he was still such a mess inside. "Now what is this? What happened to your pants?" He looked down at her frowning green eyes as she moved her hands around the large tear now sewn up.
"He cut it with his knife so I couldn't keep them on." The blue eyes smiled at her suddenly. Watching her worn green eyes just look back down at it. "Mike had that trashy girl sew it back up." The blue color sighed heavily. Suddenly aware of the cool clear liquid she was injecting into his arm. The calm sweeter feeling already running through him. Things were easier to understand already.
"Do you know what sexual assault in the first degree is Jim?" She glanced up to his face as she spoke, watchign him nod. Yes. He knew. That was what his file said, already, from back when he was four. Sexual assault in the first degree, because he was a good...
"I am good fuck." The blue eyes smiled at her, watching her blink upset for a moment standing up. Studying his now relaxed but still pained light face as he closed his eyes and leaned back into the wall. "What's this?" He frowned slightly as she shoved something at him. His heart rate picking up fast as the drug started thinning out. No longer running pure as his body started absorbing it and feeding itself small scheduled dishes of calming.
Her worn green eyes watching his shaky hand take the small cup from her. His light face resembling someone who had just woken up from a dream to find out their nightmare was alive, and what they had really been living this whole time, was their life. It wasn't a mistake or an accident, because every event was as palpable as the next, completely real.
"AhhhaaA" He sobbed suddenly. Hardly able to hear her small voice, generous enough to offer him some privacy and whisper she needed a urine and sperm sample immediately. Her worn green eyes blinking concerned as she watched his light chest bend forward as though doubling over, still sobbing. The light hand dropping the cup as it ran into the tangled blonde hair pressing into it gently before yanking and relaxing. "AhhaJudithaahaaaha" She crouched back down quickly. Feeling him pull away as she touched him. "Ookayah." He sobbed suddenly. "Now you caaan, now you can go geeet, now yooooou caaan" Her worn green eyes blinked, listening to his heavily pained whines ask her to get someone as she stood up quickly. Moving out from behind the pale green curtain and past the three cops awkwardly required to be there.
"Gene?" Her worn green eyes opened the door, quickly stepping into the hall. Watching the unruly color of the outlaw look up at the sound of her voice from where it was some ten feet down the hall leaning into the chaotic wall. Stressed scarred hand massaging the strong temples.
She watched his dark eyes flicker as they connected with her face, quickly moving towards her. For him, her voice had cut through all the noise, like a hot knife through butter. His form shoving fast through the crowd of cops and ringing phones and faxes. Shoving into the room with her.
Her worn green eyes watching him head firmly past the three cops he didn't seem to notice. Right behind the curtain as she slowly followed. Watching the blonde hair quickly stand up as it saw him. Light hands wiping the tears off their face fast as they let out a long shaky breathe. Streaming wet blue eyes trying to stand as straight and hard as possible, watching the scarred face size it up fast, but it could stand, it could take it.
Unruly color muttering something as it moved forward. Her worn green eyes blinking slightly as the strong black color of the outlaw's shirt blocked out the blonde hair until the lighter arms appeared on either side of the great chest hugging back.
"Jim god damnt why are all these people in here?" His dark eyes growled suddenly, asking himself as he spoke out loud. Feeling the shorter light chest and blonde hair silently shake as it cried hanging onto him. His dark eyes blinking lightly, relaxing his grip as he realized how hard he was squeezing. The choking blonde hair unable to see him as it continually looking down before slowly pulling back. The light hands shaking as they shoved him off weakly. The light wrists raising to him, showing him the deep red cuts and bruises as they light face choked a panicked sob.
"AHHCHAINS!" the hysterical light face screamed at him suddenly. "He USED CHAAAINS! I couldn't fightahhh." The light fists shook at him as his dark eyes glared down at the cuts. "Ahhh I couldn't moooove." the strong light hands disappeared onto the light face wiping it fast as it choked a sob. Listening to the familiar deep voice of the outlaw say something softly. Slowly reassuring something as the strong scarred hand suddenly ran onto his shoulder rubbing it. Unruly color leaning to the side to try and look at the light face that was somehow so good at hiding. "YOU WEREN'T THERE!" The light face screamed at him again suddenly. His scarred face choking a small grunt as the fist slammed him good. His dark eyes frowning as the light face cried, mad as hell with him for failing and not being there-but at the same time, not blaming him a bit. "Ten thousand.ahhWhat A BUST!" the light hands growled frustrated. What was this a pattern? The magic only worked every other time? Not with the chocolate milk, yes with Daniella, not now.so next time it would work. "Next time." The dark eyes frowned confused and alarmed by the small mumble. "Next time it will work.when I pick my number." The light face calmed suddenly. Cool liquid medication releasing back into its veins as its heart rate and body temperature reached their -it's too high, time to calm him down- level the injection was programmed for.
"Come on Jim, alright." His scarred face spoke soft, letting his scarred hand rough the lighter shoulder that suddenly calmed down. "I'd say you should lay down but it looks like Judith needs something from you." the scarred face threw a grin. Watching his baffled dazed blue eyes just look up through the wet shine before at the small cup the outlaw held. "Why don't you do that and.I'll go and call Mel." The blue eyes snapped up. Why call Mel? He didn't want her to see him like this?! "Judith says they're going to be keeping all your clothes." He flashed another strong grin, watching the wet blue eyes just sniffle as small clear tears slowly ran down the light cheeks. "So my good intuition says you might want more." He sent a small chuckle to the light face. Watching the blue eyes slowly start smiling absently on one side of their mouth but not the other. "Socks maybe." The light face smiled at him, choking a small absent laugh before wavering lightly as the strong hand shook its shoulder. Blue eyes blinking slightly as they continued to register everything Gene had just said before looking down at the small cup. Somehow another one was already waiting for him on the small vinyl cushion of the stupid bench as he glanced down frowning.
His blue eyes snapping up as the noise around the room started calming. His face frowning hard, so he had been making most of it. Blue eyes silently scowling at the teal color leaning against the wall near the two cops both sitting at the small table, waiting for his statement.they could all go to hell. Who cares how much money this would bring. "I'd die first." His whisphered his growl lightly, frowning hard as he turned around. Moving to face closer to the wall as he grimaced. Opening the fly of his jeans before growling down at the small cup he held and ripping off the lid.
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"Ah...Judith." He spit her name as a fast warning, telling her this hurt. His blue eyes cringing heavily as they glared at the unruly color of the scarred figure leaning into the wall some five feet away on the other side of the green curtain. Scarred hand running over the dark eyes as it looked down, as through it were absolutely exhausted, or bored, but being able to see Gene was comforting. "Ah!"
She felt him pull forward slightly, snapping away from the sting she knew just went flying widely through him. His hands tightly griping the edge of the small table he leaned into as he grit his teeth. Her soft hand suddenly pressing against his lower back, bending him towards the table more as he let out a hard breath. Experiencing the same cool horrendously embarrassing discomfort he had felt when he was five. Blue eyes frowning as they closed looking down at the table top, but then it wasn't nearly as embarrassing because pain was more of an issue at five.
He gripped tighter hearing her small whisper to stop moving, he didn't think he was moving. His blue eyes frowning hard, squinting as they felt the long thin silver rod slowly start pulling out of him as she stood up from behind him. Her worn soft, now doctored gloved hand pressing lightly against his bare shoulder to keep him from stepping back and moving with it's stinging pull.
"Aaaa" she frowned slightly, trying to ignore his sharp moan of pain as more of the silver color resurfacing with nothing but traces of blood and cum. Her worn green eyes watching the muscles in his back tighten and contract as it released and disappeared. Leaving only the sharp after sting, cool sensation inside him and burning embarrassment that slowly twisted the bottom of his abs as he felt his face pick up more heat. Knowing she was stepping back now to get a good look at his back side. Worn green eyes watching him jump as though she had just shocked him as she offered him the small blanket. Watching his shaky light hands quickly snatch it from her, running it around his waist as he turned around to her -I have done it a million times to a million different people- that was supposed to be comforting by indirectly spitting she wasn't going to remember what he looked like butt-naked next time she saw him because she had done it so many times she would get confused or simply forget.
"Can you stand alright?" She frowned slightly, watching him stand perfectly still. "Jim walk this way." She watched his blue eyes flick up at her from over the hysterically red face holding the small white towel around his waste as she lightly motioned for him to come. Not that it would have mattered the towel was there now, she had already seen all there was to see, in detail. "Jim?" He nodded quickly, watching her reach back from him. Worn green eyes studying him concerned but patiently waiting as he nodded taking a small step in her direction. Blue eyes looking up to watch her walk the five feet to the small twin bed she no doubt wanted him to get into now. His blue eyes shooting a fast dart to the room behind the green curtain that would end in three more small steps. The teal hair lazily leaning against the back wall, just waiting for him to immerge like this. The two other cops lazily slouching into a table talking over a game of cards. He grinned lightly, blue eyes falling on Gene, catching the - please shoot me, or all of us now- expression as the dark eyes moved slightly. Glaring over to the teal hair, unruly color aware there was something going on between the it and Jim, just not sure what yet.
His black eyes and teal hair grinned slightly, watching the blonde hair slowly walk out from behind the green curtain. Strong hateful blue standing up straight as they glared at him. "Would you ahh." He grinned slightly. "Like to make your statement now Mr. Hawking or should I.ask my men to get their sleeping bags." He chuckled lightly. Mocking the blonde hair before trailing, watching the light chest just heave at him from where it stood some seven feet away. His dark eyes though unwilling to admit it impressed by the incredible show of strength radiating at him by the blonde hair, light skin, and small towel. Still able to stand up straight after suffering all the had happened before and behind the green curtain.
The absolute silence in the room causing all their eyes to snapped at her as she burst in. Daniella's fast blink baffled and confused by all the people, running from her co-workers to the outlaw to.the blonde hair that suddenly looked as if he had been slugged. "What wha?" She stammered lightly, green eyes snapping at the teal hair that slowly leaned off the wall. He was the first thing to move, the black eyes glancing down before back up at her, watching her frown at him disgusted. "Cameron." She spit his name hard, glaring at him, watching his black eyes let out a heavy sigh. "If I didn't know you better I would have thought." Her voice cracked lightly as she glared at him. "..would have thought you did everything by the book in here for the *better* OF the *victim*" She growled at him now, green eyes frowning hard as he looked up from where he had been casually looking at the floor. Dully waiting for her to say more. "Get out." She frowned hard, watching him open his mouth to protest. To tell her it was requirement, it was regulation, it was mandatory for him and two additional cops to be there. To forcibly remove information about a free sex offender from the so called victim if they refused to talk because they were putting the area at risk. "No!" She snapped watching his mouth shut. "No rules! No books! You do this for *me* and all of you get the HEll out of here!" She screamed, green eye suddenly filled with tears as she shoved past his teal color. Feeling his black eyes turn around to watch her in disbelief. Even after all that, somehow, he still lost. His black eyes frowning hard, watching her head directly to the lost, hurt blonde hair in the middle of the room. Her thin hands running into the yellow strains as the light face moved into her neck before attaching to her thin form. His black eyes scowling slightly as he heard her first breaking cry to the deeper voice telling her -he was fine and it was all ok.- His black eyes growling as they moved towards the door before stopping slightly. Glaring at the unruly red hair of the reckless outlaw leaning into the wall, grinning slyly at him. Watching the teal hair stare back with a look of under standing that it had just tripped and fallen into the trap it was so sure would catch the dumber less fortunate half.
*^~*~^*~^*NOTE*^~*~^*~^* I am issuing a warning on this chapter. It has some sexual content. Note it is not nc-17 nor put in there to be perverted. It's part of the story, but some of it is intense, if you want to avoid it, I'll put up little stars that look like this - (***warning***) to let you know above each paragraph you might want to skip. If there is no warning above the paragrah, you can read it and it will not have sexual content. If you do choose not to read it, you'll probably be able to figure out what happened, but like I said, it's not hard or perverted, so if you really want to get the full effect of this story, I suggest you read it. This warning is just so no one is caught off guard ~enjoy *^~*~^*~^*~^*~^*^~*~^*~^*
He sighed heavily, blue eyes looking down at the ground from the familiar waiting room chair he slouched in; slowly glancing back up at the fish tank against the wall across the room. The one gold fish with the black dot still trying to swim into the glass. As though it understood it was trapped inside a tank, but didn't possess enough knowledge to know where or how to get out. Just enough to be tormented by it, and teased with the understanding that everyone else it saw was outside, free.
His blue eyes frowned, glancing back down. What a stupid fish.
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"So we'll give you a call and let you know what we find Gene." She gave him a smile, watching his continous irritated expression just look back at her. "Gene." She sighed heavily. "Do you always wear such tight clothing?" He only seemed to frown harder with her question.
A long sigh admiting before he answered. This was no ones fault, his head murmered, and he let some of his frustration slide. For now. "Well yeah, it's easier to move in."
"Well you could try wearing something looser for a few days and...not drinking so much would help you." She flashed him a small frown as he gave her a dull look. Unruly red hair leaning against the green examining table in front of her, shirt and boxers.
"Yeah right. Next you'll be telling me to spin in circles." He frowned at her, growling a heavy sigh and mumbled sorry. Her soft understanding nod was her only responce. Even in her worn green eyes, this seemed to her, one of the toughest things she had seen him do. The toughest thing his medical chart would ever display him doing anyway. All of Gene Starwinds problems had been someone else's. He could shrug them off, walk away, or pat their shoulder. But now his dark eyes shot away from her, glaring disgusted. This would be the first event to hit *him* since his fathers death. A bullet hitting a wound not yet healed.
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He growled, scarred hand running up against the back of his neck, rubbing it hard as he started back towards the lobby and outside. Dark eyes cursing this and everything else as he walked before stopping. Frowning fast at the blonde hair slouching into one of the waiting chairs glaring at the fish tank as though it was being mocked. He cocked an eyebrow. *He* hadn't told Jim to come...and...Mel wouldn't have....his mind trailed frowning. How the hell did Jim know anything about this? Unless Jim was there for himself for...some reason. He glanced back at the fish tank. Watching the goldfish with a single black dot continually swim into the glass in small gentle bumps...dumb thing.
"Mr. Hawking." He watched the blonde hair jump, blue eyes snapping up at his grinning face alarmed, but relieved it was him. Loose lime shirt and baggy blue jeans standing up with a fast sigh. Giving him a humored look as he glared back still grinning lightly from where he had purposely tried to give the blonde hair a fast heart attack. "What are you doing here?" He mumbled watchign the fast shrug answer him.
"Mike came by and-"
"-And spilled everything to you cause he thought I'd want you to come?" He frowned watching the blue eyes just look at him. "Huh? Is that what he did?" The light face frowned slightly at his mad tone.
"We're driving back." Blonde hair frowning harder as it started for the door. "I parked by the air conditioner you egged that one time." His dark eyes blinked watching Jim pull the keys out of its pocket walking away. Leaning into the door with its side, pushing it open and walking out. His scarred face growled. Blasted Jim he shot a dirty look at the door starting over. So that was how Jim knew and that was what he had to say about it huh. He growled. Yeah right.
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The blue eyes gave him a testing glance as he slammed the car door getting in. Light hands calmly turning the key humming the car to life as it stepped on the gas. His dark eyes glaring ahead irritated before sneaking a glance at his younger partner.
"Mike told me that's how I knew." He sighed out his words. He wasn't going to get all moody and defensive just cause Gene was pissed about this.
"What did he say?" The dark eyes glanced over at him, watching him shrug.
"Nothing special, basics." He made another almost apoligetic shrug, glancing over at the unruly red hair glaring at him. "Sorry I came." The blue eyes moved back into the traffic before flicking on the blinker. "Didn't know you'd." The light voice stopped trailing.
"...Yeah right." He growled listening to the irritated grunt the blonde hair made flicking off the blinker with an irritated motion as it turned. His grinned. "You don't have to get all moody and defensive." His smile grew wider as the blonde grit its teeth annoyed. "Did I freak you out in the lobby?" His words chuckling softly as the blonde did a fast squint at the road, continuing to drive.
"So what if you did. I wasn't expecting anyone." The car slowled at the stop light. Light hands dropping the wheel as the blue eyes turned to him. "I didn't know Mel wanted kids Gene." They smiled at him. "That's great." The happy grin, casually running onto the wheel as the light changed and it stepped on the gas.
"Yeah. Did you now she's about as fertile as they can make a woman?" He growled lightly, blue eyes glancing over at his words. "They made her that way, the most." he trailed watching the blue eyes turn back to the road, slowly taking a left.
"So. It doesn't mean anything." His eyes flicked up in a sharp mad squint. Lime green shoulders just calmly shrugging, one hand on the wheel
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" He frowned, watching the blue glance at him quickly. Sending him a baffled expression before snapping back at the road and speeding up. Scowling as they shot through the red light instead of just clearing the yellow slow down.
"It doesn't mean anything!" The mad blue eyes snapped at him. Light hand slamming the wheel annoyed. "I felt like such a *loser* hearing all that from Mike!" The blue eyes scowled, sending him a hard look. Watching him continue to lazily sit in the passenger side arms crossed over his chest.
"Yeah well you'll get that a lot in your life." Jim growled immediately, his scarred face frowning as the car sped up. Light hands gripping the wheel irritated as they pressed onto the gas.
"Ass hole."
His dark eyes snapped at the small mumble. "You say something to me?" He spit his words with an irritated cocky tone. Blue eyes just slowly looked over at him mad.
"I said. You're an ass hole." The blue eyes lightened, almost saddened staring ahead silent as they drove. The long silent pause sending the dark eyes to the passing scenery as the blonde hair focused on driving before the sudden annoyed mumble. "Who wanted the kid first?"
His dark eyes glanced over. He honestly didn't think Jim was going to say a thing until maybe tomorrow. "Mel."
"You want me to move out or something?" The blue eyes lightened, trying to stay hard and annoyed, but the question was direct. It meant a lot. It meant everything.
"Why did you come down to the clinic?" The blue glanced at him again. Blonde hair shaking no absently as they slowed the car for the sharp right turn ahead.
"Sorry." He mumbled turning the car.
"I didn't ask for an apology did I?" He flashed the confused blue eyes a lop sided grin. "Why did you come down? You hate that place." He chuckled watching the lime green shoulders only shrug again
"I would never.want to be alone there." The blonde hair growled at its honesty. It left it open for all kind of teasing and insults, especially with Gene. The blue eyes snapped at his scarred face, waiting for one. Bracing for one.
"Yeah well, it's nice not having to walk back." He chuckled softly, glancing at the blonde hair looking ahead as it drove. The light face slowly smiling before glancing at him. That was a thank you. About as clear as Gene had ever made one in the last five years any way.
"They have any smart ideas down there Gene?" His smile washed away, the topic was grim.
"No god damn idea." He growled. "You think I would be...fit as a fiddle." He chuckled (recalling Judith's words as he grinned at the blonde hair). "...with all the women I've been with."
The blue eyes shot him a sloppy grin. Fit as a fiddle? What the hell kind of expression was that?
"It's probably nothing then." The blue eyes grinned at him. "Someone would have said something by now." He uttered a soft chuckle as Gene let out a hard fast laugh. All the girls ever did was moan, scream and then hobble off happy-as-hell as their brains released chemicals only sex and large amounts of chocolate could release. Forcing them to feel happy, even if they really weren't.
His scarred face grinning, as the soft punch hit him in the shoulder. Blonde hair sending him a reassuring humored slug before moving back to the steering wheel and laughing.
Blue and dark eyes traveling to the front of the warehouse as they pulled up. "Here." the blue eyes looked down at the small pamphlet tossed at him. "Read this and tell me how this worthless piece of crap Judith gave me works, I am busy." The scarred face grinned at the blue eyes that picked it up. Watching him get out of the car and head towards Mel now wearing a soft slimming red cotton dress. Bright mocha eyes smiling at them both as they pulled up. Sending a different kinda of - I am so happy your here- look to the unruly color that got out of the car and started heading towards her. Blue eyes watching him go before glancing down at the pamphlet again, it was directions to something.
He sighed heavily getting out of the car with the small white booklet. Shoving in the garage door and heading inside to dump it upstairs. He'd read it later.
"Jim?" He looked up as she spit his name quickly. Thin red hair starting for him, watching him smile.
"Sorry I had to-"
"-Doesn't matter." She smiled quickly sending a small confused frown to the booklet he held. His bright grin slowly moving it behind his back. Relieved all she did was giggle. -Who knew what that thing said- "I have to um...I have to go somewhere." She watched him glance at her as he started up the stairs. Snapping at her hand and hanging onto it like he had since and always.
"Where?" His casual tone shoved in the bedroom door heading towards the dresser. The pamphlet was going to be crammed into the...ahh.the middle draw. Yeah that sounded good.
"I have to go straighten up some police business I know my father would have wanted me to take care of." He glanced at her as he pulled out the draw with one hand and shoved the small the paper in. Blue eyes stopping to look at her as she let go of his hand. He stopped as she dropped his hand. Nothing got to him faster. Blue eyes watching her intently for an explination as he slowly turned around.
"Well I'll go with you. You shouldn't go alone." He made a soft frown as her eyes fell to the floor with his words
"Cameron's going to be with me. He knows the most about my fathers work." She offered the last part like a peace offering. A reason but an excuse all in one, watching his blue eyes frown at her. Cameron out stepped him in a second. "Jim you know I-" She stopped as he gently grasped her shoulder moving her backwards as he walked. "-would only be going with him *because* he knows so much about my father's." She trailed now, frowning confused as her legs hit the edge of the bed. His blue eyes just looking at her.
"How long will you be gone?" He frowned slightly watching her move her head to the side lightly. Making a- not too long not to short- look.
Gene had Melfina. Gene *had* her. Who did he have?...He looked at her.
"How about a few days?" She stated her answer lightly. Glancing up to watch him close his eyes with an exhausted sigh. Her green eyes watching the blue color slowly disappear, soft blonde strains gently running onto his forehead as he slowly tipped his head back. Sighing exhausted and over run before jumping. Blue eyes snapping open and moving cross eyed to look down at the warm smooth heat running onto his lips. Her closed green eyes pressing into his face. Sucking his thin upper lip into her mouth fast, while tracing against the inside of it with her tongue. Letting her fingers slowly curl into his shirt gripping it tight as she slipped her smooth sweet tongue into his mouth pulling him downward with her into the soft mattress.
His stronger rougher hands moving to either side of them, catching his weight as he moved over her before letting it shift onto his knees and lower legs. Her smooth bare skin running against his fingers as he slipped them under her shirt. Feeling the soft flat surface of her stomach move slightly up and down as she breathed. Bringing soft defining lines as she exhaled before smoothing as she inhaled. Her hands moving to his sides, sliding down to his hips. Her face smiling the best she could as she felt his tongue move against hers, pushing into her mouth with the stronger weight against her chest. Her thin hand snapping at his wrist pulling it up to her chest. Feeling him jump and pull back from her grasp as she yanked it upward more. His kissing stopping as his hand ran over the creamy soft yellow cotton of her tank top her hands where quickly pushing down. Her green eyes opening slightly as she felt him jump, pulling back to get off her. Her thin hand digging his side lightly feeling his face frown from were it was rubbing against hers as she held onto him. His warm tongue still in her mouth as she moved his hand over her. Feeling him falter as she pressed it against her creamy skin and handful of soft breast. His fingers pausing as they pressed back to avoid contact as she held them against her, moving in a slow circular rub to let him feel her. His thin lips and teeth biting at her mouth lightly as he suddenly pulled his tongue back. Sucking in the soft skin of her mouth as his fingers took her. Her hand running back down to his hips as she felt him press into her Capri's. His tongue running back into her mouth as his free hand ran under her shirt to her stomach. Running over the smooth skin of her side to her back as she felt him press against her again, slowly rocking and pressing. Her thin hands playing and loving the blonde strains of his hair as she held his head to her mouth before moving. Slipping them down to the rim of his pants. Her thin fingers working into the button. Feeling his hand pull from behind her back as his mouth and tongue worked into her. Shoving her off his pants before running back to her stomach. Frowning as she moved back to the button, pulling it apart before moving towards his fly.
He pulled back fast, blue eyes blinking slightly as he swallowed. "No" He snapped at her, quickly catching his breath. Watching her half open green eyes just smile at him from underneath his lime shirt and baggy jeans. "I am not what you think." He frowned, blonde hair sitting back lightly, pulling his pants back together.
"You where never what I thought." She smiled, whispering her words up to him as she brushed his hands away. Pushing her hips into his spread legs gently. Watching him jump as he felt her. Frowning blue eyes blinking as they looked down at the thin Capri's spread on either side of him.
"No. You don't understand Danny." He frowned, blonde hair shaking no as he shifted his weight back from where he was. Light hands buttoning his pants back together quickly before standing up. Running his fingers through his blonde hair as he let out a fast hard sigh. Her green eyes frowning up at him confused, she could feel his excitment through the denim of his pants. What was the problem? "You just.." he trailed suddenly, with another sigh. "You just don't understand."-it makes me nervous. That it makes me remember. "You don't understand ok."
"Your right." His blue eyes frowned down as her face become irritated with her words. Thin hands pulling her shirt back into place and quickly standing up. Frowning green eyes watching him look back at her concerned, almost as if he were waiting to be struck. "I don't understand. And I'll never understand anything! If you *don't* talk to me! You want to keep a big secret Jim!" He moved slightly as she stomped past opening the bedroom door with a fast irritated motion. "Then keep it by yourself! Now I have to go for a few days. If you want me you can call *Cameron* cause I'll be with *him* the *whole* time!" He jumped slightly as she slammed the door. His blue eyes frowning at the hard wood, this was his fault. No way around it. His mind frowned. Cameron would have done her, in a second.
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He growled, blue eyes staring up at the ceiling mad at himself. He was the one that kept pushing her away. He was the one that wouldn't let her get any closer to him then she was. I am going to loose her, his mind whisphered. A soft sigh running from his throat as he heard the phone start ringing downstairs. His face slowly starting to frown as it continued to ring before finally stopping as someone picked it up to the sound of the backdoor slamming. He growled sitting up. The smooth comforting bedspread running away from his back as he ran a hand through his hair looking down at the small booklet Gene had given him to read. And he had, read it cause he was irritated and needed something else to think about. He grabbed it, slowly sinking his weight into his legs and the floor before trudging towards the bedroom door and ripping it open annoyed. Blue eyes frowning a -what?- as the phone slammed downstairs.
His light hands running onto the banister as he leaned over it. Straining to see into the kitchen to the second loud slam. His baffled frown quickly heading downstairs before walking in to the cool tiles. Gene's dark eyes looking up at him as he appeared. Just a tight frown continuing to glare as his eyes ran over the overturned chair and dented phone.
"Hey Gene." It was spoken as a sigh, but followed with silence.
The reckless agitated eyes of the outlaw running around the room, packing all the emotion in. "They don't know what it is." The coarse groweled words the only physical sign of frustration resulting from feared defeat. He sent a humored grunt.
"It's you. Haha" Nothing but his laugh eating the kitchen silence before he sighed at the hard glare. The scarred face didn't find that the least bit humorous. "I was joking." He shrugged lightly, offering a small grin.
The unruly red color just glanced towards the window, the sun was almost gone. "Judith wants me to try this tester she gave me. Something about my blood and being able to see something she suspects with radiation." He growled, turning back to look at the blue eyes. "But I've never been exposed to any radiation." He shook his head disgusted. Growling at such a stupid assumption.
"Just try it anyway." He shot a small grin from under his blonde hair. Watching the dark eyes flick up at him with a small mine as well nod.
"You read that booklet?" He watched the blonde hair flash a grin as the light hand held up the small pamphlet. His soft sigh and grunt gettting up and following his younger partner from the room.
"Where's the box?" He sighed heading towards the bathroom listening to the heavier walk behind him. Scarred hand shoving the box into his lime green t-shirt. Watching his humored smile glance back and take it as Gene trudged into the tight bathroom and past him as he stopped to wedge the cardboard open. His eyes looking up at the dull exhausted glare that slouched into the side of the tub waiting as he dumped the pieces into the sink.
"We run this into your arm, while keeping this part in cold water and it tests your blood and takes information that...I guess is significant."
"Sounds simple enough." He grinned slyly watching the lime shirt turn around to look at him as the sink filled with water.
"Yeah, thirty eight pages simple enough." The light face grinned at him, offering him the needle to the iv. His scarred holding it as Jim rubbed the cotton ball against his strong vein, before slowly inserting the thin syringe. Moving it in easy and gently, causing only minor stinging before standing back up. The expressionless lightly face turning back to the sink putting things together, staring blankly at everything before licking its lips. It had completely shut up.
"What's wrong with you?" He frowned, offering the blue eyes that glanced at him a small nod.
"What are you talking about." The light words scowled, as it was a stupid question. "Nothings wrong with me. You're the one with the needle in your arm."
He grunted "Oh that's right." He offered a sly grin. Blue eyes frowning as they dropped a small piece of white plastic into the sink. Dark eyes watching watching it get yanked back out fast to a small swear.
"Danniella and I had a fight." He growled slamming the small piece of plastic into the tube. "That's it." He spit his words taking a step back to the patient scarred face watchign him from the side of the tub.
"About what?" An eyebrow cocked at him. Daniella was ok with everything Jim did. They hardly ever fought.
"About nothing alright. Nothing." The blue eyes snapped at him, watching his scarred face frown. Growling as the tube jammed into his needle, cutting him. "Sorry." Jim was annoyed, and so was his apoligy. Dark eyes studying the blue looking around for the tape that should have come with all this before scowling. They must have lost it or it just wasn't in there.
Dark eyes watching the lime shirt chuck the box towards the door before opening the bathroom cabinet. Crouching down to look into the way back. He frowned -nothing my ass- his head grumbled. He probably shoved her or something. He cocked an eyebrow at the blonde hair messing with the sink, scarred hand reaching forward, gripping a beltloop of the baggy jeans before pulling it downward slighlty. Watching a light hand reach back as he let go. Gripping the same beltloop glancing at it as if to see if there was anything there before reaching back into the sink casually. His dark eyes frowned, Jim would have freaked if Danny did that. "How come you don't trust her?"
"Trust who?" The blue eyes were frowning into the cabinet before pulling out and standing up with medical tape.
He rolled his eyes. "The tooth fairy" He growled slightly watching the blue eyes tighten the look they were sending the medical tape.
"I trust her fine." The light fingers frowned moving around the roll, trying to peel some up.
"You don't let her touch you." His scarred shoulders shrugged trying to stay casual but the blue eyes flicked up immediatly, glaring.
"What the hell are you asking me?" The light hands dropped the focus on the tape mad.
"I am talking about *you* always shoving her off you when she's trying to *show* you some affection!" The blue eyes frowned, moving upwards with the unruly color that stood up. Still slightly taller. His dark eyes frowning down at the blonde hair, but he didn't mean to yell.
"I don't! And Besides! None of this is *any* of your business! You don't have any idea *what* your talking about Gene." The blue eyes scowled at him, moving back to rip up a piece of tape.
"Oh I don't." He grunted lightly watching the blonde hair shake no.
"That's right you don't." Scoweling down at the tape before glancing up to the doorbell. Unruly red hair cocking an eyebrow at the blue eyes that then looked at him annoyed, only sighing as they dropped back to the tape.
"If you trusted her you wouldn't have a problem with that." The blue eyes frowned ripping a piece of tape off before flicking up.
"With. What." Spitting their words hard. Angry look dissopearing with the small step forward that answered the slight tug his fingermade back in the beltloop of the baggy jeans. Blue eyes snapping a fast blink at the tug before casually looking at him, listening as he leaned a little closer.
"....With that." He threw a -are you?- look at the blue eyes that flicked at him immediatly. Shoving him back mad as the doorbell rung again. "You plan on being a virgin forever Jim?!" The blue eyes and grit teeth snapped at him disgusted as they started for the door. Light hands throwing the tape at him, hoping it hit hard.
The cool cheap handle running under his hand as he yanked it open. This better be a job, and a good job. "Yeah?" he growled "We prefer for clients to call." he trailed lightly watching the greenish black hair turn around offering a sly grin.
"James." The mossy green eyes grinning at him slyly. "Where have you been all these years?"
He felt his heart stop dead. The damp cold feeling running into his palms as he stood there. That...That voice. The face looked different but that was the voice. A cold icy chill running though his body flatlining everything. Nothing but his wide eyed vacant stare running into the clever expression, before it hit. HOW!? His head screamed suddenly. How didHE FIND ME!? HOW!? GENE!? He felt his breath run out slow and shaky before he inhaled. The burning of his chest suddenly snapping at him from where he had stopped breathing. Blue eyes snapping at the open bathroom door, suddenly a child again. He was a child agian. -That's not what I want to be- Where was he! Where the hell was Gene!?
"Ah ah ah." The deep raspy voice mocked him, strong gun barrel jabbing his stomach and strong abs and he made his first flinch to get away. "Why don't you come on out here with me, and leave who ever you've got in there alone and quiet." The mossy olive eyes smiled at him suddenly. Watching the blue color flick up at their grinning face. Shaky blue eyes running over the hard cheek bones. The small black birth mark by the right eye, they were the same. All of it the same, twelve years hadn't changed that much.
"Aha." he felt himself choke a sound as the strong arm snapped at his shoulder yanking him out quickly. The gun barrel moving to jab into his back as his blue eyes looked up. Ahh god that guy had a car.
^^^*^^^ His dark eyes glanced up. Lazily looking out into the hall, watching the blonde hair stand at the doorway, talking to someone. Lime shirt and baggy jeans suddenly stumbling forward, walking out as the door shut. He grinned lightly. "Dumb ass Jim" He grunted, Daniella was never mad at him long. His smile spread. She was already there to make up. ^^^*^^^
"Get in the car James." The strong gun shoved him forward, into the deep blue paint of the van. Rough tanned skin yanking open the sliding door before pushing him in.
"Hey!" He snapped, falling back quickly to the strong work boot that suddenly kick him hard. The dizzy clouded paint that was coating his head making it impossible to form one thought, thinning. He whirled around on instinct to the hit knocking the guy over. His weight falling ontop yanking his fist back. Ready to punch before stopping mid air. His eyes rolling together and upward to look at the black gun barrel pressing into his forehead, wrinkling his brow as he raised his eyebrows. The hard black metal blurring from view as he glanced down at the soft wide grin of the face holding it, chuckling lightly.
"Well well." The face laughed. "Look like somebody's gotten a whole lot stronger since I've seen him." The thin smile grew wider as all the air in his lungs were suddnely choked out in order to hold what was in his stomach. His inhale sucking in threw grit teeth and growlign back out at the second harder laugh. The guys tanned rougher hand slowly moving from where it was resting in the grass. Soft and silent to the blonde hair that was almost on top of it, motionless with the gun against its forehead. Wild blue eyes scrambling back to a whined growl that slouched into the van at gun point. Slow moving sly smile straightening its shirt with the hand that had just slipped inbetween the blonde's legs and gently grabbed it. Blue eyes practically hyperventalating. Squinting at the gun barrel that made a fast swing motiong towards the open door of the van. Blonde hair only growling, its expression becoming firming as it stood its ground watching him stand up cocking the gun. Thin sly grin spreading acrost his face as he watched the baggy pants pull to their chest lgihtly, crumbling with the impact of the towering bad figure that was suddenly back over it. Now taller, firmer body dressed in thick boots, tight leather black pants and white shirt under the strong leather coat. The strong sound of his heavy step moving forward caused the small light back to press into the truck more. His mossy eyes grinning as he reached for the light skin visibly shaking in front of him. It was like being a child again. Powerless again. Black hair watching the light skin and horrified blue eyes trip back into the van to escape his touch. His blue eyes darting towards the warehouse still visible from behind the mossy green color. Glaring eyes chuckling at him in the small square that was the open door allowing light into the van where he was until it slammed. Blocking out the light and taking Gene and home with it.
The slam made him jump, his eyes suddenly snappign around the interior wildly. It was empty, nothing but a small duffle bag and hard metal floor. The windows were all painted black inside. He jumped feeling the bolt of adrenaline and pure fear fly through him as the drivers side ripped open before slamming shut.
"It's nothing personal James." the raspy voice grinned at him. His blue eyes snapping at the rear view mirror and eyes looking back at him. "But when I pay good money for something, I don't expect it to run off without asking."
"Aha" he choked a small noise as the car started suddenly. His weight sliding back on the floor with the fast motion before he grit his teeth. His body snapping forward to attack-
"-Now I know right now your running through a hundred and one ways to get out of my van." He stopped moving. "So I just thought I would let you in on a little secret." The mossy green eyes glanced back at his pale face and fast breathing. Blue eyes blinking quickly to shaky breathing as it tried hard to think straight. Suddenly it was so small again. Suddenly four again. The same big figure there. The same big figure that did those horrible things. Those horrible horrible things. "I happen to know where there is a pretty little cop." The grin watched his wide blue eyes flick up at the mirror, looking back. "Yeah she's a flower isn't she James?" His eyes dropped back to the floor with the harsh chuckle. Danny. Oh my god. "...So you just sit tight, cause I can see her down the street."
He felt his breathing pick up as the truck slowed.
"And if you make one move." The mossy olive eyes turned around to look back at him as the truck parked. Watching his light mouth breath heavily as it hung open, wide eyed. Terrified. "I am gonna put a bullet right through her pretty little head." The tanned face looked at him. "You think she'd look pretty like that?" He grinned watching the blue eyes squint furious, snarling as it breathed heavily threw clenched teeth. The light hands that had been shaking ever so slightly as they rested on the cold metal floor balling into fists. Glaring ahead at the greenish black hair with hate. "Now James. James listen to me. You don't want to do anything stupid right? James?" The blue eyes glared at his calm casual tone. "Nothing stupid and all her brains get to stay right in her head where they go." The light throat swallowed hard, blue eyes staring straight at him. The guy would really do it. "Yeah that's right. In her head where they go." His words ran out in a casual soft chuckle, watching the lime green shirt scramble back as he moved into the empty back of the van slowly. Crouching onto the floor with the strong weapon. "James. You see that duffle bag right there behind you?" The blue eyes glared at him. "Go ahead.look." They darted back fast. "I want you to grab that and pull it over alright? Do it nice and slow and no one gets hurt, right? She keeps all her brains, right?"
The blue eyes snapped at the bag. The shaky light hand making a small attempt to reach for it before faltering and falling back to the ground to steady its balance. Light face looking down at the floor of the truck before back at the bag, slowly reaching for it again. Soft worn handle to the dark green cloth dragging over slowly. Blue eyes glancing back at him as they pulled, glaring at him fiercily. "Alright now that's good." He grinned speaking slow and soft. Watching the light face silently growl at him. The anger and hate visibly building in front of him. "You open that now. Open that up." He nodded watching the shaky gaze move back to the bag. Shaking light hand slowly gripping the zipper and pulling it down. Listening to the dull bzzzzzzz sound it made opening before looking in.
His mossy eyes grinning as he watched the light face swallow hard, blinking fast into the bag. "You see a needle in there James?"
The light face snapped up. "Blast you." The whisper was fierce and strong. Filled with hate and pain.
"I want you to pull the needle out for me so I can see it." The gun barrel raised back to his blue eyes. Light face caving unsteadily, pulling the needle from the bag. "Now you inject that into your arm for me." The greenish black hair nodded at him. "You know I don't want anyone to get hurt here James." His mossy eyes watched the blue color look away absently, blinking slowly as if it were dipping out of reality. He frowned. "It will hurt James.what I will do to you if you don't take that.hurt very much" The light face growled suddenly, snapping back at him. Blue eyes watching the hold on the gun barrel tighten. Greenish black hair unfamiliar with the mood swings and signs of force and hate. Squinting black eyes focusing in on the needle, the sooner the kid had that pumping through him the easier all of this would be. "You know what James? You know what? It will be a whole lot better if you put that in your arm like I said." He raised his black eyebrows, threatening didn't seem to work very well anymore. There was hardly no response of fear to his threat of pain. "You want that pretty little flower of yours to keep all her brains don't you."
"Aha" The light face choked a small noise at the thought. A small sob, but there wasn't any tears. Frowning black eyes confused as it held the gun. Studying the lime shirt and baggy pants for a weak spot.
"Yeah that's right. She'll say that too.Right. Before. .....She dies." He grinned watching the blonde hair move unsteadily. Lime green shirt rocking back and forth as it moved the needle into the crease of his arm. Blue eyes closing, he was sealing his own fait doing this. Subconsciously admitting he would listen and take it all, and the mossy green eyes knew it. They grinned watching the strong needle disappear into the light skin. Closed blue eyes disappearing under the blonde hair that looked down, rocking slightly as the clear liquid squeezed into its arm. Wet blue eyes slowly looking back up. Barely able to make out Daniella on the side walk. On duty in her cop uniform with Cameron. His teal hair handing her an ice cream cone, as he watched her offer him some money. The jock smile saying something to her as it grinned before listening to her speak back. Finally taking the few Wong from her with a disappointed look as she started down the street.
He blinked hard, loosing sight of her as she moved along to where the black van window kept him inside, but she was refusing. She wasn't with Cameron, even though he... His face frowned disgusted, he just kept making a move, son of a bi-
"-Ah!" He screamed. The hard metal floor of the truck slamming against his head as he fell back. Strong weight on top suddenly shoving him back.
His mossy eyes grinned down watching the blue color open fast. Smaller legs and arms fighting from where he held them underneath. Baggy blue jeans moving in short fast bursts of moment as the light face growled at him, trying to break free. "James." The blue eyes fixed on him as he whisphered its name. The mossy green eyes sliding in and out of focus as he looked up, watching the tanned face grin. "You want to see what I got for you in this duffle bag?" The blue eyes closed.
"Ahh! Ahhaaa! Get off me you sick-" The light face growled at him. Silencing as the tanned hand calmly ran over his mouth before roughly squeezing shutting him up. His mossy eyes glancing over at the free light hand that was trying to fight. Falling weak and sluggish to the drug. He grinned, letting go of the lime shirt and baggy pants as he sat back yanking the bag over to the drugged mumbling. "You know where your going don't you?" His mossy eyes glanced down at the slurred words and light face struggling to focus in on him. "To hell." Blue eyes opening and closing drugged and disoriented. "Mel saaid...that's where, where...people like you...that's where..."
"James you'll like what I have for you." He grinned, watching the light hands do little to fight him as the cold metal hand cuffs clamped around the light wrists. Lime green shirt lying next-to-still on it's back before him. Aside from the slow sluggish what would be frustrated kicks and punched that were now so delayed he had moved before the blonde hair registered it was time to take action.
His mossy green eyes grinned pulling the roll of duck tape out of the small bag. Ripping a long piece up and yanking the lime green shirt to a sitting position. Watching the blonde hair teeter lightly as it focused on sitting now before looking up at him. The darkness moving in around its blue eyes as the wide stripe of duck tape covered them. Tanned hands running the strong strip over the blue color and blonde hair, circling the light head with it to recover the face again. Light hands slowly reaching up ,trying to shove the cold tape off weakly before falling back to the strong shove. Nothing but blackness under the thick stripe of duck tape as he felt the hard metal surface of the van floor slam back against his head. His light face cringing before swallowing lightly, slowly feeling more then the darkness creep in around him. Nothing but a smooth calming black seeping in from all directions, rendering him unconscious.
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"Gene what in the world are you doing in the bathroom like that?" He glanced up at her giggling green eyes as she leaned into the doorway. Her small loose peach t-shirt and white skirt just looking at him as he cracked an eye at her.
"Nothing. Where's Melfina?" His words grumbled out as she raised her eyebrows to his -nothing- answer. The funniest and most common answer all the guys who lived in this warehouse gave her.
"We're going to make a late dinner in about a half an hour." She smiled warmly at him, watching his eyes close as he sighed. Slumped into the cold tile wall from where he sat straddling the side of the tub. Iv running in his arm and to the small thing in the sink of water.
He was quiet before frowing slighlty. "We're?" Cracking another eye at her.
"Yeah. Where else would I be Gene?" She giggled, watching his scarred face fall expressionless as she spoke before choking a small chuckle.
"Jim said you two got into a fight." He grinned at the -No Jim got himself into a fight with his stupid stubbornness.- "I thought you two made up already." He chuckled at her slightly irritated, more so exhausted tone as she spoke.
"No. Haven't seen him yet. I was on duty."
He frowned "Oh." Opening his eyes to look at her. "Someone came to the door about two hours or so ago. Thought that was you." His stumped look blending into a grin as she only giggled starting back to the kitchen. A - how's Chinese rice, chicken and salad for dinner sound?- coming back as her only responce.
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"Ahha.ah..aha" He groaned. Blue eyes trying hard to blink before moving his face lightly, but the strong tape was binding his skin. His body ached from staying still so long. His weight slumped into his shoulder against the cold metal floor of the van. Blonde hair moving slightly, pulling at his legs to draw them closer. The soft denium of his jeans moveing with him and he sighed a releived smile. He still had them, along with his shirt. But his movement made him frown, even with the tape. Yanking at his arms and legs again. His fingers reaching down to the cold metal chains he felt, the cuffs around his wrists imbedded into the floor by the short metal links. His legs stuck under him too, only able to move so much. "Ahh!" He growled yanking hard, fighting to get loose before stopping. Feeling the van shift lightly as someone moved in the front seat. The car door, it shut, that's right. That's what had woken him up.
"You awake back there James?" He yanked at the chains, hearing the hard clattering sound of the metal against the metal as he moved. "Is that supposed to be a yes?" The voice frowned at him. Watching his teeth grit furious.
"AAHHWHERE AM I!?" He breathed heavily, listening to the long silent pause. The greenish black hair studying the loose clothes bolted to the floor. Blind blonde hair trying to break free, it didn't use to scream like that.
"Who you been with the whole time you've been missing me, huh James?" His mossy green eyes grinned as they moved towards the blonde hair. Watching the light face retaliate as his sly smile rolled warm sticky breath onto its face. The twisted sick and scared features turning downward hiding towards the metal to escape his breath and sound. "Who is this Starwind you work with? What did he say his name was? Gene?" The lime green shirt jumped as though it had been bolted with electricity as his tanned hand ran onto it. Deep growling admitting from the blind blonde hair as it yanked at the chains again. Causing the loud annoying rattling sound. "Not very bright of him to just tell me where you two were.Was it?" His tanned face grinned down into the lighter ear. Listening to the rough growled almost panting the lime shirt admitted. "Just to tell me you were Hawking and that you were James of Starwind and Hawking Enterprises here on Sentinel?" The raspy voice chuckled suddenly "Come to think of it. I never knew your last name was Hawking. Now how do you think that is James?" He watched the loose clothing jump again as he moved. Dark baggy jeans yanking at the chains hard before growling at him. "You told me you didn't know you last name when I forgot what it was." The raspy voice growled at him suddenly. "You know your worth a lot more money with a full name...Kinda like a picture. If the artist signs it, it's worth more." The raspy voice chuckled, light skin struggling fast as he pressed the small reels bolted to the floor that held the chains. The loose slack quickly snapping away from the light wrists and ankles. Straightening them out.
"Ah!" The light face screamed, growling at him. "Get the! Get." The light face panting heavily. Feeling the rough hands slide over his back, pressing him to lie firmly on his stomach. "Ahhh!"
He grinned watching the light arms and legs try to pull from where they where held. The light blind face whining, trying to fight. "Before you were more like a napkin someone scribbled on." He grinned watching the light face cringe as thought it would cry as his rough hands slide the strong knife out of his boot. Pulling the rim of the baggy blue jeans upward hard. "A good picture but worthless." The cold hard blade slipping inside, sharp edge pressing against the tale bone of the grey boxers. His hand tightening his grip as soft vibration from the shaking waist he held ran into the denium. His smile grunting ever so softly as he ripped the knife upward through the blue cloth of the baggy pants. Destroying the rim that allowed them to stay on the light waist. "Your last name is like your author."
"Mmmm aha"
He grinned hearing the light face whine suddenly before choking a small noise. The dark color of the loose jeans sliding down the light legs to the strong ankles heavily restrained.
"You know I thought I was ripped off when I first got you James." He grinned lightly pulling the small off-yellow tube from his pocket. "I mean sure you were a good fuck, but you were a dumb kid." The voice chuckled lightly watching the arms yank again. White knuckled hands pulling at the chains. The small hard muscles working visibly shaking as they strained to pull. Before collapsing back into the metal floor the small inch the blonde hair could raise itself. "Just look at you." The raspy voice sighed heavily, watching the light legs yank as his rough hand slid over the lime green shirt, running over the strong back. "So big, so strong." His voice grinned. "Of course, that'll make you a better fuck won't it." He grinned feeling the light body yank and fight as he moved over the blonde hair. Letting his knees momentarily rest in the small space between the two legs bolted to the floor.
"Stop it." His mossy eyes glanced up, frowning confused by the command heavy breathed at him. "Stop it! No!" The light arms yanked. "STOP IT!" The light face pushed towards the floor suddenly still trying to hide but not running away. "STOP! I SAID NO! NO! STOP IT!" His blank stare listening to the booming voice and hard commands screamed at him..
"...Who taught you to talk like that James?" He frowned annoyed. "You do as I say...and you *Shut*. Your mouth." His face twisted to a discusted snarl. "You want to remember why you did these things?" A snickering tone coating his words with how discusting the protesting was. "You want to me to show you why?" Why he was on top. "Why *You* did these things?"
"God damn blasted coward!" His face snapped a sharp glare, watching the light face growl and whine at him. "Can't DEAL WITH ME WITHOUT THE CHAINS! Can't take me WITHOUT THEM!" A chuckled choked grin immerging under the ducktape, laughing in the darkness. "Can't take me...without them."
The furious mossy eyes glaring down at the powerless thin lime green shirt and boxers stretched out before him laughing. "You give yourself a little to much drug James?" He grinned, watching the laughter die to chuckles which where dying to quick panicked sobs as he slid his rough hands onto the light hips. Slowly tracing them downward. The younger body moving suddenly, trying to pull it's hips away from him. "Shh shh James Shhh." He grinned softly, shhing the blonde hair as he slowly pulled the pair of gray boxers down too. Watching the light legs jump in fast terrified movements.
"One.Twooo..Three." His mossy eyes glanced up. Frowning confused at the light face that was suddenly counting slowly. Before mumbling a "Ten thousand.ten thousands it. Ten thousands it." He growled.
***warning*** "I don't think I can get ten thousand for you James." He chuckled watching the light face silence to a small oww as he leaned both his knees into the backs of the lighter ones under them. Restraining them into the floor as he slowly hit the reel behind him. Letting it release more clattering chain into the ground as the small light legs spread slightly. "But what I do get." He grinned glaring at the silent blonde hair. Motionless on the cold metal below him, fighting the swirling nausea in its stomach as the warm salt water built under the strong strip of tape running over its clenched eyes. "What I do get, I am going to invest in that little flower of a cop you got." He watched the light body jump quickly as his hand snapped at the smaller hip. Gripping it firmly as he flipped the cap off the small tube in his hand with his thumb.
***warning*** "I hope she shoots your dick right oahh." The hateful words groaned suddenly. His light features visible under the thick strip of duck tape scrunching up as they felt the cold tub insert. Squirting thick sticky wads of Vaseline into him. "Ahhaa" He groaned feeling the rough fast squeezing of the cold cream before the tube was yanked out. His thin mouth opening under his blonde hair. Breathing out deeply against the cold metal of the van floor pressing against his cheek. This was it. He couldn't get away no. No one would help him.
"Bet she tastes just like you hmm James? A little flower?" He watched the light features brace themselves slowly. "Filled with warm, sweet, nectar inside?... Just waiting for someone to taste it. Just waiting for me." He grinned, letting his weight slide onto the lime green shirt as he crouched over the exposed light skin. Feeling the soft cotton under him beat quick and hard as it felt the heat coming. Remembered all to clearly the heat coming. "Understand..." the raspy voice whisphered over the sound of its fly unzipping. "I had to come find you when I knew where you were. Had to come get you when I saw you that day in prison back on Heighfong. You had gotton so big James, already ten at least. I had missed out on so much of you."
"Ahhaa" The light face sobbed suddenly, cringing at the warm hard flesh rubbing along its exposed private skin and smeared Vaseline. "Noooahhhh ahhhhhaa-"
"-I had to come get you cause I love you James and cause your going to make me, a lot of money." The blonde hair shook no suddenly. His mossy green eyes frowning, watching the violent motion as the light arms yanked at the chains. ***warning*** "This isn't love! You don't know love! I HATE you! I'll KILL you! KILL YOU if you TOOUCH her! YOU HEAR ME!? KLL YOU!" the light face growled suddenly yanking. "You're a.you son of a bitch if you think I'll ever do anything for yoooou." The light face choked a sob as it screamed. "BLAST YOU! BLAST YOU!AHH!" His mossy green eyes grinned as the light face screamed at his entry. The blonde hair moving slightly at his first pump. Light cheek rubbing into the metal of the van floor with the thrust. "Ten thousandahhh" he cringed feeling the warm heat inside him start to swell as it pulled out almost entirely before ramming back in. "AHH! AHHaa ahhhaa aaIs hoooome." His cries dropped to whisphers, feeling the warm clear drops of salt water seep out from under the duck tape and slowly trickle down his face. No one could help him anyway. His silent gulps choking back his own vomit as his features contorted towards the floor. Focusing so hard on being somewhere else as the strong leather and rough skin pressed harder with each thrust; enjoying his soft light skin it raped.
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Her soft mocha eyes sighed lightly as she looked over at him. Slowly falling back to the dinner plate under her before her eyes once again rose up and sat on his unruly red hair. Quietly. Just looking at him. "What?" He snapped an irritated mumble, but her eyes didn't faulter. Only the soft rise of her chest and then soft sigh from her lips answering him. "So?!" He snapped slamming his fork back down to his plate as his eyes flicked up at her raven hair and soft green eyes watching them. "So if he doesn't come back it's automatically my fault!?" He chuckled his words soft but almost bitter as he made a face. "I am not being held responsible for anything Jim does. I don't care if I was the last person who talked to him!" He frowned at her, concerned mocha eyes watching him yell. Trying to shift the blame off himself because he was worried. Because this was the third night they were having dinner with out the blonde hair that hadn't called or sent any kind of word.
"Mel it's probably my fault. I told him I was going uptown for business with Cameron" She spoke with her eyes cast down guilty. "He probably left somewhere cause I was supposed to be gone for about three days." Her face held a exhausted expression as it resurfaced to the thin strains of red hair that tilted back as she looked up. Her lie wasn't making her feel any better, and she only met the glaring pair of annoyed dark eyes the outlaw held as she looked across the table. "If I was paying more attention I never would have gotten my months confused." She frowned quickly growling down at the mash potatoes on her dish. "Damnt"
"Don't *you* start." He growled at her watching her green eyes flick up at him. "If he wants to go off and pull this fine. Sitting around and getting all bent out of shape is probably why he's doing it." He growled shoving more mash potatoes into his mouth for show, he didn't want them.
"Gene?" He glanced up at Mel's soft concerned voice. "I am worried and I." Her large mocha eyes glanced back down. She didn't know how to get in contact with Jim so what request or sense of direction could she give?
"Look after dinner I'll call around and see if anyone's seen him alright?" He cocked an eyebrow at the two females watching him concerned. "Don't take this the wrong way, but being here with just you two..." He shook his head slightly watching Daniella make a weak smile at his joke, before looking back down to eat.
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"Hello?" She squeaked picking up the phone. Feminine blonde hair running along her face as she leaned into the kitchen wall. "Gene! Oh Gene! I haven't head from you in so long! Where are you huh?" She smiled listening to the deep -Hi Iris- move in from the other side of the phone. Her bright navy eyes listening to him before frowning. "Notah I haven't seen him.." She trailed listening to his deep voice mumble to her. "Yeah I'll keep my eye out. You want me to drop by in a day or two?" She smiled listening to his reassurances -that would be great- as she smiled. "Ok!" She giggled, pink finger nails hanging up before giggling harder. Ohh she hadn't seen Gene in.two long.a month.
Daniella's green eyes looked up at him as he walked in from the kitchen. Her thin fingers muting the tv. "Well? What did they say?" She frowned anxious to hear.
"No ones seen him." He shrugged baffled watching her green eyes fall to a concerned expression. "Except for..." His eyes shot to the side -She looks concerned. Better lie- "Except for one friend, who said they saw him. Said he stopped by a day ago and stayed for a while. That he was just blowing off smoke." He flashed her a lop sided smile as he fibbed. All of this female worry had been burning dinner for the last two nights. His dark eyes became satisfied as he watched her sigh heavily with relief.
"Thannk god...I was." Her gaze dropped to the couch in thought "I was so worried." Her soft giggle immerging with a weak smile before it snapping to a quick frown. "I can't believe he would do this to me Gene!" She watched him raise his eyebrows at her comment, slightly taken back. "Ahh I am gonna kick him till he's dead when he gets back here!" She growled suddenly. Loose white t-shirt and jean shorts throwing the remote into the couch as she stood up stomping towards the door.
Dark eyes watching her go. "Well." He sighed heavily slouching into the couch. "That didn't go as planned." He chuckled lightly, Jim was going to have hell to come back to now.woops.
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He grinned, salty wet blue eyes stareing at him from their curled position against the back of the truck floor. Glaring at him, the only defense they had left. "James" He sighed heavily, watching the blonde hair. It was such a twist of irony. To think Gene Starwind, the man that had been such a prick before when he just left *him* to rot in prison. Did it matter they didn't know each other? No, if you bust someone out, you don't just bust out one black guy.what was that guys name anyway? Mike? His mossy eyes frowned watching the blonde hair sniffle suddenly moving to spit on the floor. The white sticky liquid still hanging from the thin lips under the blonde hair glaring at him before slowly closing. Still so exhausted from fighting earlier, and loosing the oral war.
He had just left him in prison. Breaks out one and just leaves. He grinned lightly, what luck it was to run back into that bastard who didn't even recognize him on Heighfong, with one of *his* possessions. Granted he looked different but still, "You could have given me the satisfaction that you knew me." He growled lightly watching the blue eyes shake confused. The small light body freezing from the cold and pain, sickened by the fluids and drugs as the blue eyes glared at his strong leather pants and thick boots. His lazy tanned face and black birth mark slowly sipping the harsh beer from the glass soda-like bottle. His mossy green eyes chuckling as the light face spit more cum out. Grimacing as it tried to get rid of the sick taste in its mouth. Blue eyes closing as they tried to get rid of the images and feelings. His head slowly picking up where he had left off. Five thousand and eight, five thousand and nine, five thousand and ten..
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"Mike I am not going to tell you again!" She giggled watching his strong dark face lean back out of her refrigerator to deep chuckling. "Oh come oon get oout of my fridge!" His laughter watching her tight pink dress stomp her foot as she continued digging through her purse.
"You want I should grab the kitchen sink for you too Iris?" He chuckled watching her navy eyes flick up at him annoyed before giggling.
"Shut up and go start the car Mike.and where's that girl you said was coming with us?" She frowned slightly glancing at the clock. They were going to be in line for hours if they didn't get to the bar soon.
"Who?" He frowned baffled. "Cidny?"
She rolled her eyes "No not Cidny...the other one." She frowned lightly watching him lean into her kitchen table watching her.
"I didn't say I was bringing any more." He frowned, her navy eyes just glareing at him dully.
"Mike." She spit his name with a flat tone. Watching his dark features grin before his deep chuckling ran back into the room.
"Oh. Your mean Darleen." He chuckled at her watching her sigh a heavy smile.
"Ahh" She yanked her purse up. "Come on we're gonna be *so* late! And did you ask Gene if he was coming huh?" She frowned lightly pulling the front door open as she glanced back at him.
"Yeah I asked him." He grinned at her as he walked out onto the porch. It was still a warm night.
"Yeah so what'd he say huh?" Her navy eyes frowned as she glanced around. "How's this working huh? We meeting Cid and this Darleen girl there?" She frowned watching him shrug.
"Cidny said she was going, said she was bringing two brothers by the name of Bruce and Moe and Darleen said she was bringing her boyfriend Tom."
"Her boyfriend!?" She frowned yanking the car door open and getting in. "But I just saw that girl yesterday mourning with Cid. She said she was getting a dress to put on so she could *pick up* a boyfriend." She frowned watching his deep face just chuckle as he slid the key into the car.
"I know." He grinned, his deep voice answering her with a grin before turning around in his seat to back out. "She just met him this afternoon." He chuckled listening to Iris's heavy gasp as he backed out into the road.
"Wowie that's kinda fast don't you think Mike?" She frowned slightly watching him shrug. "But we're meeting them there right?" She squeaked watching him nod. "Did you ask Gene if he wanted to come?" He chuckled suddenly, flooring the car.
"Yes I asked him." He grinned at her watching her squeak a sigh as she pulled the lipstick she was digging through her purse for out off his dashboard. "He said Melfina isn't feeling good and he's going to stay home. Plus Mr. Wizard isn't back yet...but he didn't say that."
"Huh? Oh yeah that's right. Boy if I was that young girls Jim's got I would kick him good when he got back Mike." She frowned slightly at his deep chuckling. "Melfina." She spit the name annoyed. "I don't know what he sees in that girl! He could do so much better don't you think Mike?" She frowned slightly watching him continue to laugh.
"I have heard, and I quote Mr. Wizard on this Iris." He watched her grin. "Beauty is in the eye."
"Of the beholder?" She raised her thin eyebrows with her guess. Watching his strong dark finger nod at her.
"Of the beholder." He grinned
"Where'd Jimmy hear that huh?" She sighed lightly leaning into the car door.
"His fortune cookie." He grinned as she giggled suddenly. "Mr. Wizard loves that Tso's chicken." He chuckled.
"Oh for heavens sake Mike." She giggled, navy eyes leaning into the wind of the moving car as she looked out the window. Watching Cindy's wavy black hair smile at them as they pulled up. Darleen's frizzy red hair and bright pink gum still in the passenger side waiting for them outside the bar. "Hey looks like they brought all those people like they said huh?" She giggled as he pulled the car to a stop.
"Iris." She stopped getting out as he called her, watching him only grin. "We are about to make some new friends." He chuckled at her as he unbuckled, watching her thin blonde hair just shake her head humored. "Don't get too drunk now, cause we're leaving at four." He flashed a small frown to her squeaky -yeah yeah- as she got out of the car heading towards Cindy who immediatly shot a happy -Baby you look so good!-
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He blinked slowly, blue eyes glaring ahead at the loose chains he had temporarily been released from. His stomach calming as he lay against the cold metal van floor. Staring at the beer bottle now lightly coated with Vaseline around the nozzle and tip. Smeared lightly with the sticky yellow cream, the white of the cum, and small bits of blood that had all come from him. His stomach swirling lightly with the warm milky fluid that had just emptied into it before the sounds of another car had approached. His body jumping softly at the submerged sound of the van door from behind him yanking open. The familiar rough hands yanking him out fast as he tried to get a grip on his jeans which refused to stay up now that they were cut.
"Stand up. Stand up." The irritated shove made him stagger forward. Dazed blue eyes glancing up at the thin woman leaning against the expensive car wearing a suit of pressed white pants and loose sleeveless white business top. Large gold buttons holding it's v-neck suit design together towards the bottom. Her thin petite form standing white sandals next to the seemingly bored bald man suited well. The silver expensive car parked in the high grass next to the dirt road. They were in the middle of no where. Or so it seemed.
"He doesn't look worth eight grand." The bald face scowled at the them as the thin feminine form to its left stood up. Moving towards the blonde hair that seemed to be having trouble standing. "What's in his system?" The bald face scowled watching the blonde hair breath slowly though its open mouth and half open blue eyes. Leaning into the thin feminine form in front of it with short spiked black hair. Her sweet perfume running up to him as she pressed into his stomach. Pulling up his shirt to get a look at his chest and shoulders before moving behind him to his back and gently feeling that too.
"Melfina?" She stopped. Small petite figure moving back in front of him as he spoke. Ignoring his small whisper as she moved his hands lightly looking down at his hips. But he didn't seem to have any drug marks on him. Her thin hand taking the dark jeans he wore lightly and crouching down with them. Watching him try to step back as she looked at his legs before glancing back up at him as the light hands suddenly covered the blue eyes rubbing them hard before dropping again. Blinking slowly, drugged out of it. Her thin form standing back up, watching his blue eyes blink slowly as they looking down at her. Her thin fingers snapping at his chin opening his mouth and peering in. He had all his teeth, his mouth wasn't infected with anything.
Her light petite figure ignoring the arguing and bidding behind her, that wasn't her job. Thin hand griping his hip as she reached down, using two of her fingers to press against the light skin under the front of his boxers. Opening her mouth to give him an order before quickly pulling her hand back. Feeling the warm moist film on her finger tips as she rubbed them together. Her short spiked black hair glancing back at the bald irritated face and the greenish black hair fighting louder. Her small feminine eyes frowning, leaning around the side of the strong drugged form in front of her. Looking into the back of his boxers as she pulled them out, blinking alarmed by the warm bruised mess. "Melfina?" Her deep purple eyes snapped up at his face, as she pulled back to the front of him. Watching his groggy blue eyes fight to look at her. She was almost his height.
"What did you just say to me darling?" She frowned slightly, whispering with the sweet air of her French accent. Dark purple eyes watching his mouth try to move again. Her deep purple eyes cringing, watching the half open blue color slowly fill with drugged tears. "You understand don't you?" She frowned slightly staring up at him. Watching him slowly swallow.
"Mel Where?" He mumbled lightly watching her purple eyes widen, he was trying to ask her where he was.
"You are a liar and a fraud!" The bald head and greenish black hair stopped mid sentence to turn and look at her sudden snap.
"Trish dear what are you yelling about?" The bald face sounded bored, but his small eyes looked intrigued by her stressed expression.
"Look what he's done." Her purple eyes cringed at the bald strong skin, before switching to the greenish black hair with disgust. "You're a liar!" It flashed her a look of disgust. "You did not find him this way!" She frowned hard as the strong bald head came towards her. Moving along side of her deeply concerned purple eyes as she grabbed the light sedated wrists. "You see. See he has been bound. He has been restrained." She frowned up at the small eyes of her husband. Watching his larger hands look at the cuts around the absent wrists. "Dominic he has.." She trailed glaring at the mossy green eyes that shot her a sharp expression as she leaned closer to her husband. "This man has.the boy has been violated." She frowned upset, watching the dark eyes glance at her before back at the drugged blonde hair that was thin and dehydrated. "He understands some of what we're saying still, he is smart." She frowned, watching the strong hands just move behind the blonde hair. Shifting the rim of clothes downward to see for himself as her deep purple eyes looked back up at the light face. Slowly swallowing as it looked off absently, unaware people were even touching it.
"What the hell do you think this is?!" She jumped concerned by her husbands deep disgusted voice. His strong suit stomping back over to the greenish black hair watching it scowl at him.
"Come on darling." She whisphered lightly, watching the blonde hair stumble as she moved to guide it lightly. Pulling the dark jeans back up from around its ankles. "You are coming wit me I will not leave you here." Her voice sounded beautiful. Drugged she sounded like an angel. The sweet tones of her French heritage running into her voice as she cooed at him. Moving him back to the car and opening the back door. Gently guiding his blonde hair to the back. Smooth petite hands running along his shoulders and arms as she let him slowly lay back before fixing his shirt from where it had moved. Concerned deep purple watching his chest pick up as the sedated blue eyes slowly welled with tears again. Bad things happened when he laid down
She glanced up listening to the -take your seven thousand wong. You'll rot in hell with it.- She frowned concerned quickly moving into the passengers side as her husband climbed into the front. "Dominic?"
"Not now Trish I am trying to think." The strong bald head frowned, thinking hard as it watched her reach for his arm.
"But Dominic, we can not leave him this way." She jumped at the loud hum of the car starting and jerking forward with frustration. "What do we do?" She frowned concerned, wind whiping through her short hair as they sped along leaving the blue van behind.
"We can't keep him Trish." He shot her a hard look watching her concerned eyes frown. "Look closely at him. He belongs somewhere darling." Her deep purple eyes glanced back studying closer. He had strong arms, he obviously worked, or knew a trade he practiced. His abs had been worked not only with labor but by someone who had showed him how to do certain sit- ups to fix the rest of them. The lime green shirt he wore had the stitching of a woman learning how to sew and had patched up a small hole. While on the other side, one had been patched up with sewing experience. A chocolate stain towards the bottom had been removed by someone who knew about stains, definitely not him. There was a hole in his left ear for an intercom, though one wasn't there. They were small signs, but they meant something. "He belongs somewhere. Downtown it looks like."
"He stole him!? Stole him!" She spit his words at her bald husband shocked. "He is a steeler of children Dominic! You must do something for that!" She frowned concerned. Panicked purple eyes sinking into her seat.
"I will, don't you worry about it darling. We can't touch him, the police will find him and they will file a case." He flashed her a strong Italian smile as she sighed heavily. "Darling grab the black marker in the glove compartment." He nodded towards the expensive silver cover, watching her click it open. "Write this number somewhere on him where they will see it." He watched her deep purple eyes frown concerned as she leaned over her seat again. Running her eyes over the thin hurt body before pushing it to the side slightly. Watching the lime weight shift onto its side as she pulled up the back of the lime shirt up opening the marker.
"Ok."
"UBGIVN69" He glanced back watching her thin spiked black hair quickly write the license of the van on the lower back of the light skin before shrinking back into the front seat. "We'll leave him somewhere he knows alright darling?" He watched her nod as she sunk back into her seat. "Trish?" He deep purple eyes glanced up at him "Te amo bella" She smiled sighing heavily as she shut her eyes leaning back into the seat. Soon he would be somewhere better. Out of all the children they had bought only to place into foster families and better homes, because they allowed them to post as their own. Coming from a rich and respected family. Street erchants, as they called them could have a life, but this one was an accident. This one belonged somewhere. The question was...where?
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He felt someone moving him. His muscles tensing up immediate, his hands gripping the rim of his pants, but it was a different touch. Strong but slow and gentle pulling him out of the backseat of the car and moving him. The rough brick running against his back as he opened his blue eyes lightly, watching her black hair smear into focus. "Melfina." He moaned, feeling the pain radiate through his body as her thin feminine hand ran down the side of his face. The blurry image of her small smile saying something to him before ignoring his small yell for her as she started moving towards the car. The strong expensive engine purring as it started up again moving down the street as his head slumped to the side. Blue eyes running over the street sign. "Map...Maple." He murmured lightly watching the Maple Ave. sign run into view. He knew where he was.
"Hey bastard." He coughed, trying to look up before sinking forwards slightly. Throwing up onto the cement. Warm sticky fluids running up his throat as he choked feeling them slide onto the cement in soupy puddles. His blue eyes panting down at it before looking up at the frowning brown hair but four feet from him. Looking more afraid then when he could stand, that was ironic. Brown eyes running over the contents of his stomach now spewed around the cement, nothing but runny milky cum.
His brown eyes looked up. Watching the lime green shirt press into the rough brick as it cringed slowly standing up. Blinking unsteadily before raising it's fists slowly. Watching his brown hair just look back down at what it had puked up. Not making a move to fight. "Is it the guy with the red hair? Gene? Is that his?"
He choked lightly watching the brown hair point to the cum and stomach acid he had puked up. The scrubby ragged black t-shirt and brown hair moving around the mess slowly, holding its hands out lightly.
"I'll fight." He snarled suddenly, trying ever-so-hard to be threatning; but the brown hair continue to frown concerned. "Ah!" He jumped at the hand that gently ran onto his arm. "Don't touch me." His body shaky, hyperventilating as his arms pulled to his chest.
"My mom left my dad cause he was fucking your mom." The brown hair growled at him suddenly. Darker skin glaring disgusted at his blue eyes.
"You knew my mom?" He cringed, his eyes shutting as they slumped into the brick.
"Your mom was a tramp. A god damn tramp." He frowned, brown eyes squinting heavily at his face that only caved. Small tears running down his sweaty sticky face before his salty blue eyes opened looking up. "She had a nice ass though." The blue eyes glanced back over at his grin. "And she was really good at making tuna fish sandwiches and hot cocoa." His brown eyes frowned watching the blonde hair break down. The light face crying suddenly without sound. Looking as thought someone had hit mute. Only the thin lips and open mouth cringing before sucking in air, like a fish flopping on the beach.
"Ahhhh!" The blue eyes screamed suddenly, making him jump. His brown eyes dropping some of his disgusted air as he took a step forward. "Ahh! Get away from me!" the blonde hair tripped to the ground as it tried to push the black t-shirt trying to help off. Blue eyes grimacing as they pulled their lower arm, elbow and hand out of the cum and vomit it had slid into.
"Hey man." The brown hair shook no slightly, staring wide eyed at the mess on the concrete. "I am going to help you.James right?"
"No!" He snapped fast, grimacing before leaning towards the cement more. He still had more to throw up. "No, that's not me. Not me."
The brown eyes frowned confused and annoyed. "...Well then what the hell is your name?!" The voice was irritated and impatient.
"My...Jim...Jim." His blue eyes opened slightly, peering up at the brown hair frowning down at him, watching him swallow.
Jim was the same as James "Ass hole." The brown eyes scoffed. "I'll help you, only cause your mom was nice to me once. Now stop acting like a pussy, it won't sting for long. Was there lots of blood?....Hey." The brown eyes sounded annoyed, but the blue eyes wouldn't igknowledge the question. "Well you only have to worry if there was lots of it." He grunted, blue color frowning wincing as the darker arms yanked him up. "Surprised you haven't gotten it before living out here." The brown hair was practically laughing at him as it started walking.
"To the right." He mumbled lightly, blue eyes closing as he felt the ragged black shirt slide under him lightly, taking some of his weight. "One street, first small crème house. Knock...knock on the door and leave...leave." He cringed, straining his words out heavily as the black shirt started moving fast. Ignoring his chokes of pain and sick gags. Stopping only once when it seemed *that* time, really was the time he was going to throw up. But the darker face only scowled when he didn't and started moving again. "Ah" he cringed as the darker hands let him fall onto the wooden steps. Brown hair wiping stuff off him as it walked up the wood paneled porch to the door and slammed it hard a few time with its fist before heading back down. Pausing lightly to look down at the pained blue eyes.
"See ya later Jim." The brown face smirked at him watching his light hand slowly giveit his middle finger before smiling. Brown hair lazily moving down the steps to the side walk as the blonde hair leaned to the left behind it throwing up. More sticky hot acids running through his throat as he continued gagging. Swallowing hard to try and get rid of the sweet bitter sour coating in his mouth and throat. Blue eyes looking back up, collapsing into the steps exhausted.
"What?" Iris squeaked ripping the door open. "Someone better have a *damn* good reason for knocking so *damn* early!" She frowned, feminine blonde hair running along her light pink robe as her eyes snapped around her porch. "Damnt Mike that better not be you! Is it!? Huh!?" she frowned, stomping her foot lightly before stopping. Hearing her name mumbled in a small pained whisper. Her thin hands hugging her robe to her more as she moved towards the steps. "Oh my god..." She trailed lightly, navy eyes running over the back of his blonde hair...he was just sitting there...on her steps. " Jim you threw up all over my steps!" See frowned at him, walking down the right side to stay far away from the left. Her mouth opening to say something about how worried Gene had been before stopping.
His blue eyes looked up. Watching her just blink slowly as she stared at him, before swallowing hard. "Iris...Iriiis." He mumbled his groans, gritting his teeth to hold in the pain. His eyes already flooding with tears. All he had to do was look at her, and it was so hard to hold it together.
"Jimmy." He heard her small whisper, blue eyes looking back up at her. "What's that...what's in your mouth kido." He watched her thin pink robe crouch down to him quickly. Navy eyes blinking hard at his roughed and ripped lime shirt. Sloppy pants and pained way he tried not to sit and move, cuts around his wrists and slightly near his face, but what she stared at. What made her sick, was the small piece of white cum that still hung from his lips. Her navy eyes traveling to what he had thrown up. "Ah god Jim, you don't like milk." She frowned suddenly, her navy eyes running back up to his face. She wasn't dumb, she knew what it was, and he knew it. His light face jamming up tight as she grabbed his arms suddenly pulling him up with her. "Hey Jim." She squeaked lightly feeling him run into her. "Your too heavy for me huh?!" His hands pulling at her to hang on and stand up. "Stop pulling Jim, I am not wearing anything under this but some panties and a braaa." She whined at him as she moved towards the car, squeezing him tight as she pulled the door open and let him slide in. Her thin pink robe rushing around the front. Watching the surrounds blur slightly as the salt water built in her eyes.
"Ah! Stop it! STOP! It huuurtsahh" She jumped watching him scream as she yanked open the driver side. Her thin figure breathing fast and panicked as she froze watching him. His blue eyes jammed closed as he slowly stared curling up in her back seat. "NOOOO! STOOOP!"
"Jimmy! What the hell happened to yooou!?" She cried suddenly, the cool leather of the car seat running under her thighs as she slid in. Thin hands jamming the key in with fast panicked motions, flouring out of the driveway. "Yooou think we haven't been worrying.we have. oooh my goooood." She sobbed suddenly navy eyes squeezing shut trying to block his words out as he mumbled small broken pleas to stop doing -certain things- from the backseat. "Four days...FOUR DAAAAYS!" She screamed squeaking as she sobbed. He thin yellow car speeding over the curb, it was still early 7 AM, no one was out at seven am but the cops. Her thin hands turning the wheel fast speeding up the small hill. The closest place was.the closest place was.the bar..." Jim what are you doing!?" She squeaked wild and panicked watching him sit up suddenly. Frantic blue eyes darting around before tearing into the front seat with her. "Ah!" She screamed, thin hands dropping the wheel fast as he grabbed her. His strong chest and lime green shirt collapsing into the passenger side. Letting his arms grab her, whatever part it didn't matter. Just as long as he didn't let go, she couldn't disappear. She shook lightly, looking down at his blonde hair pushing into her thigh as he rapped his arms around it. "Aoww." She whined lightly to his strength, tearing navy eyes flooring a right, they were almost there.
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"Cidny! AHH CIDNNNY!" She screamed, thin short pink robe standing in the familiar hall of doors waiting as she cried. Watching a back one open slowly to the frizzy red hair looking at her. Slowly chewing bubble gum. "Ahh where the hell is Cidny! GET HER DARLEEN DAMNT!" The pink eyes frowned at her as she screamed. Flashing her an irritated look like -freak- before mumbling something into the open door.
Her navy eyes snapping at a closer door opening. Watching Mike's familiar white wife beater and baggy black jeans stumble out. "My god. The sun is up but it takes seven hours to set, why are you screaming Iris? Don't you know I need to sleep so's I." He trailed, black eyes blinking fast at her shaking figure.
"IRIS!" her navy eyes snapped at Cindy's who suddenly stumbled out of the back room. Loose gray pants and tight black tank top. "What!? Girl!? Baby what happened to you?" She rushed forward, watching Mike flash her a clueless shrug as she glanced at him.
"Ahh someone help meeee! MIKE! You gotta find out what-"
"-Will you all shut up!" Her pink eyes frowned screaming over all of them as she snapped a big pink bubble of gum. Watching the white wife beater turn around annoyed as Iris kept squeaking.
"Damnt Darleen." His black eyes frowned at her over the two whining females to his side.
"What's on your steps soup?" Her dark eyes frowned trying to understand the insane squeaking. The light thin hands and pink finger nails pointing towards the door suddenly. "Mike what the hell is she saying!?" Cidny's concerned eyes snapped at his wife beater still arguing with Darleen.
"..Ain't no body need that cat like voice a yours our here Darleen." He frowned at her. "Excuse me." He sent her frizzy hair an annoyed nod as he turned back to the wavy black hair. "Yes Cidny." He gave her an exhausted grin, watching her concerned brown eyes only whine something at him about Iris sobbing something about milk. Or something on her steps before they drove here, but she didn't know who drove, when she kept saying only she could do the driving. His dark face frowned as Darleen starting screaming at them to shut up again. It wasn't like he hadn't been out partying till four too.
"Mike! I FOUND!!.." She trailed lightly sobbing her large inhale. Watching his dark eyes glance at her concerned but exhausted. Silence running over all of their talking and arguing with her outburst. Her thin voice breathing in for a loud. ".FOUND MR.WIZAAAARD!"
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"Iris you stop this screaming girl. Stop this screaming." He frowned feeling her cling to him as she continued to sob. Hanging onto his strong black form as he started out the back door before snapping at all of them. Frizzy red hair, brown eyes and sobbing pink robe clinging to him. "You all ain't coming to see no Mr. Wizard." He frowned at them "Cidny you march your nice ass inside and get me that bastard Starwind via da phone. Darleen I hear one none helpful word I gonna Kill somebody now you get me a first aid kit, cause I don't understand one thing a commin' outa this kitty mouth." He frowned pointing at Iris's sobbing femanine blonde hair hanging onto him as Cidny shot back to her room for the phone. Frizzy red hair frowning at him as it whined something about him -being a tight ass- before starting back inside blowing big pink bubbles of gum.
His dark eyes frowned, hearing the low groans and choking sobs as he neared the car. Dark eyes looking down at the blonde hair that was far from recognizable. "Iris you go inside" He frowned at her suddenly. Dark elbow sending her a soft nudge as he stared down at the blonde mess.
"Oh Mike he was just sittttting on my steeeeps and then he threw up all this...all this.all this-"
"-Lord and heaven Iris you go inside cause I might need your help, but not at this time." He frowned at her watching her nod. Sniffling hard as she started back across the light gravel of the back driveway in her bare feet, blue eyes opening slightly. "Hey Ji.." The light hands snapped at his gun, yanking it from his baggy black pants as the blue eyes opened. The strong barrel aiming at him as his dark hands shoved it fast, jumping as it fired into the street. Wet pained blue eyes breathing up at him hard. Wide eyed in shock as they just now realized who he was. "Mr. Wizard." He forced a light grin. "If it's all the same to you, I would really like to keep my face." He let his grin strengthen slowly. "So how's about you let go, of this here gun." His gentle grin tugging on the strong weapon the light hand was squeezing. Lime shirt beating fast and hard as it breathed, shaking hysterical before blinking hard.
Blue eyes cringing with tears as they closed, mouthing a small Mike before sobbing.
"You going to be ok Mr. Wizard." His dark eyes grinned, swallowing hard as he ran over the smaller body, gently grabbing the light arms and pulling them up.
"Ah." The light face cringed, jamming together as they stood up, breathing hard under the lime t-shirt before the blue eyes opened looking up at the tight wife beater they suddenly fell into.
"I take it, you not been out vacationing like everybody says." He grinned, but it was weak, feeling the light hands hang on tight. His dark eyes running down over the strong back and dark pants he suddenly grabbed as they fell off the light waist.
"Ah!" The light hands shoved him suddenly. His dark face cringing at the hard bite as the blonde hair freaked to his darker hands moving below its waist as he grabbed its jeans.
"Yo there." His dark eyes frowned, watching the blonde hair trip to the ground, slowly looking off as he held out his hands for peace. As though the shaking blue eyes that could hardly focus on him had a gun. "You know who I am Mr. Wizard?" His dark eyes frowned, watching the light mouth just move as if it were cold, gapping and groaning up at him.
"Ahhaa..aa.a shad." The blue eyes closed. "MmmaahaaMiiike."
His dark eyes grinned, feeling the light hand grip his as he offered it. His strong dark arms hosting the blonde hair up slightly. Listening to the hard grunts of pain as he started back towards the side alley door. "You ain't got nothing to worry bout now Mr. Wizard. That lazy bastard friend of ours is gonna make it all right."
"Ahhha" He let out a deep chuckle as the light face choked a sob to his statement. Hanging on tight as he continued to move it back towards the bar.
"I sent Cid to go call him now."
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He frowned, dark eyes growling as they remained closed. Waking up to Mel's light elbow nudging his back to the ringing phone. "Gene..." She whisphered softly "...phone" Dark raven hair rolling over slightly as she started falling back to sleep. Frowning ever so lightly as the bed shifted to his scarred chest moving to reach the phone on her end table.
"What." He growled pulling the receiver to his ear as his scarred hand ran over his face, rubbing into his temples. "What? No Cid I am not dressed, I was sleeping god damnt. What the hell is the matter with you it's..." he trailed, eyes darting at the clock. "It's seven twenty blast it." He growled into the receiver, scarred chest slumping into the bed more with the phone. His dark eyes closing as he listening to her calm slow speaking voice. "Oh yeah." He grinned lightly, nudging Mel's thin, silk, red night gown sleeping next to him as he lowered the receiver. "Jim's down at the bar."
He grinned watching her light shoulders only hug into her more as she let out a soft exhale. "Mm." She sighed heavily, still half asleep. "Geeene tell him to come home there's some..." She trailed lightly feeling the bed move. The wide dark eyes sitting up fast with the phone before slamming it down and getting up. "..some pork chops in the fridge." She finished her sentence opening a mocha eye to look at him. Watching his black boxers yank open her small closet and hop into some jeans before ripping his t- shirt off the floor. "What's wrong?" She whisphered lightly falling back asleep.
Half of her mocha eye opening slightly as he stopped dead at her question. -She looked slightly concerned. Better lie- "Jim's having a fit cause he smashed up the Euphrau when he was drunk." He flashed her a lop sided grin as he fibbed. Watching her mocha eye slowly close to a sleepy -oh-. "Mel, if I call later, do what I say alright?" He flashed her half asleep face a grin as he started out the door. Ripping the keys off the dresser as he went shouting a "Keep Danny here if she shows up alright!?" back to her sleeping figure.
Her mocha eyes opened lightly as the downstairs door slammed. "Gene?" She mumbled a frown sitting up. Quickly glancing at the window. Watching his unruly color yank open the door to his car before getting in and roughly speeding off. Her face sighing heavily, sinking back into the warm sheets before sitting up fast. Frowning mocha eyes looking down at the familiar pinkish color of the antique car parked out front. "But the.." she trailed lightly doing a hard blink to clear her eyes. "But the Euphrau is here Gene."
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"Aaaa" He groaned, feeling the soft fabric of sheets run under him. His blue eyes looking up suddenly, watching Mike's dark face appear above him. Dark hands studying the clean fast cut in his pants that kept making it so hard for them to say up.
"Any you luscious babes know how to sew?" His dark eyes turned around, glancing from Cind's wavy black hair, Iris's hysterical navy eyes and Darleens calm bright pink bubble of gum.
"I do Mike!" Her gum bubble popped as she spoke. Watching him grin at her with a strong slow nod.
"Good, get a needle and thread or what ever else it is you need. Cause you gonna sew up these pants for me." He chuckled lightly watching the light hands snap at the bed sheets as the trusted dark hands started pulling their pants off.
"AHh." He grunted a sharp groan, watching the dark eyes momentarily stop tugging to look at him, before continuing at a slower pace. His dark wrist flicking the loose denim at Darleen. Watching her sit down on the bed. Blue eyes frowning up at her frizzy hair as she started chewing loudly. Running thread through a small needle as his jeans lay across her lap. "Ahh what's your...What's your name?" He cringed his words at her slowly. Her pink eyes glancing down at him before back up at Mike's tight white wife beater pulling Cidny into the hall. Iris was busy doing something in the bathroom, she looked back down.
"Darleen. How's you?" She smiled suddenly, stopping her sewing to get a better look at him. Ignoring his pained light face. "You know what kid you've been around here before." She frowned at him. "How come you haven't ever talked to me or said hi?" She frowned at him, lowering the needle to her lap as she shifted her weight to look directly at his tense blue eyes.
"I didn't...didn't know you." He frowned lightly, swallowing hard to keep the red from working around his eyes.
"Oh yeah?" She smiled suddenly. "You come Tuesday nights?" She watched his baffled scared expression just blink at her. "I am the dancer tuesday nights." She smiled at him watching him just look at her, before moving to look around the room. Where the hell was everyone? "Wanna see?" She smiled quickly standing up. Watching his blue eyes just cringe heavily as he let out a hard groan of pain and overloaded exhaustion. Her thin hands pulling her shirt off before quickly crawling over him. "See." She smiled down as she crouched over his sprawled pained figure on all fours. Her thin white shorts and topless figure watching his blue eyes look to the side with a small sound. His breathing slowing down and picking up as he pulled air in and out of his mouth. "What's the matter?" She smiled watching him swallow hard, grunting lightly as she pressed into his boxers.
"Aha" his moan scrunched his light features up with pain.
"What's your name? I'll scream it you know." She giggled softly at him, running her mouth along his ear. Frowning slightly as she felt him shaking upset to the hot red color rolling into his face as she gently rubbed against his boxers of abused raw skin.
"Ah!" He yelled at her, shoving her fast as her warm tongue slipped into his ear. His blue eyes frowning upset at her as she sat back. Watching him cringe as she sat onto his hips. Nothing but light skin and frowning face.
"Hey kid." She gave him a dirty look. "You know your a real tight-"
"-Darleen girl I sware's." Her pink eyes looked up watching Mike come in. "Alls the time I see you, you got's no shirt." He frowned at her watching her pouty face slowly climb off the cringing blonde hair. "All's the time!" He frowned, dark eyes looking down at the closed blue color before up at her as she spoke.
"Aww I was only playing Mike." She whined picking the dark pair of jeans back up. "Besides." She sent his frowning dark eyes a smile as she pulled her shirt back on. "No harm done." She giggled, a large pink bubble running out of her lips before she snapped it, chewing again.
"I don't care what you doing, but he's already got himself a woman so you stay off." He frowned at her, watching her just move her hips back and forth to mock his words as he spoke. Sticking her tongue at the pair of jeans she was sewing. His face frowned lightly as it turned back down to the blonde hair. Watching the blue eyes slowly open, silently crying.
"Mike." His blue eyes switched from the blurry dark face to Cindy's wavy black hair as she suddenly moved over him.. "I just called Gene, he's on his way." She smiled weakly at the dark eyes that nodded before looking down at him. "Baby, where you been for four days?" She frowned suddenly, pressing her lips together to fight her sad expression. Her strong brown eyes holding it together as she watched his face cringe up hard before choking.
"Ahh...ahhaaaa." He sobbed suddenly. Darkness all around him as he jammed his eyes shut, feeling her smooth hand run into his. Squeezing his hard after she jumped at how fast his tight fist clamped onto her. "AHh! Ahaaaaa!" He screamed suddenly, growling his pain out between tightly clenched teeth. The dark black eyes watching his body shake, tight lines to his stomach and abs clenching and releasing in fast tight motions as his body struggled against nothing.
His black eyes avoiding the sobbing light face half hidden by Cidny's dark wavy hair running a hand along the blue eyes before upward. Letting her soft red finger nails slowly move through the knotted clumped blonde hair.
Dark hands moving the lime shirt. Looking over the scraps running vertical in small three inch separations where the strong light muscles had been rocked back and forth into the cold rigged metal of the van floor. "Cidny we might have a real problem here." She heard his hard whisper. Her brown eyes crying silently as the light face sobbed underneath her. Somehow, something had gone right. Somehow he had gotten away, was it...that kid? His enemy? Who was it? Someone had helped him, but who? Melfina? Was that really her? It must have been. It was her. But why? Why would she have left him in the street? He didn't remember running, that wouldn't have worked. Mel had saved him. His free light hand balled into fists suddenly, his strong chest moving his arms forcefully. Hearing Cid's light alarmed squeak as he jerked her to the side with his motion. He was free, free from the chains that had held him down for four days and let all those awful things happen.
Her brown eyes gasped lightly, staring down at the light face that gagged. Stopping all sound before the sharp "Aha" grunt. Straining lightly, blue eyes still jammed shut, shaking hysterical as it lay mute. The strong concerned black hands pulling the front rim of its boxers out slowly. Dark eyes frowning concerned at the sticky mess of abused skin inside.
"Wow nice size huh Cid?" Her pink eyes flashed a smile as they peered into the pair of boxers. Darker face snapping her a strong threatening look. Flicking up at her comment. Watching her just stick her lip out pouting as she started sewing again. The wavy black hair ignoring the comment all together as her warm eyes stayed on the light face.
"Baby?" He heard her whisper, blue color opening slightly to look at her. Shaking as they cringed horrified as her hand started pulling from his grasp.
"Cid. Ahha Cid." His voice choked out her name in cracking tones. Watching her brown eyes blink quickly to his shaky mumble as she pulled at her hand.
"Some ones calling my name Baby." She pulled at her hand more watching his throat swallow hard.
"Cidny. CID! Cidny! AHHCIDNY!" He screamed at her suddenly, watching her wavy black hair disappear towards the door. Mike's deep voice suddenly back over him. Dark black eyes saying something soothing as it pulled. Strong familiar hands pulling his blonde hair up watching the lime shirt pull into itself. Tense arms pulling in tight as the light face disappeared underneath the blonde hair he started guiding towards the small bathroom. Dark eyes watching the mess of blonde color stumble as it walked, gagging to the sick rocking in its stomach.
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He growled, slamming the thin bar door in as he stormed through. Watching the bar tender cock an eyebrow at him, the place was next to dead. Everyone had partied themselves out last night, customers and staff alike. "Not now." He growled lightly, silencing the heavy man that went to ask if he wanted a drink. His unruly color stomping directly to the back door and shoving it in, stopping in the hall of dark wood. "CIDNY!" He screamed, dark eyes falling to a sly calm expression as he waited. "CIDN-"
"-Blast it I am gonna have to get my own personal doorbell." She frowned quickly stumbling out of one of the dark doors. Watching him rush forward as she started waving him to come. "Gene you better get in here now." She frowned concerned watching his reckless air storm past her. His strong scarred chest heaving as she moved into the small dimly lit room. His dark eyes snapping around for the blonde hair before glaring at her.
"What? Where is he?" He frowned watching her blink lightly. " Cidny come on! You said he was hurt! What is this blast it!?" He growled at her watching her confused concerned face just look back at him. He was there a second ago, her dark eyes blinking before turning towards the bright pink bubble gum that spoke calmly.
"He went to the bathroom with Mike." She sighed lightly, slowly sewing the jeans as she popped a bubble of gum.
"With Mike?" He repeated. Dark eyes frowning heavily under his unruly hair. "Where? Which one?" He growled at her watching Cindy start for the small bathroom to the corner of the room.
"It's gotta be this one baby or else we would have seen them come out into.." She trailed lightly opening the bathroom door. The back of the strong wife beater and blonde hair coming into view as it opened. Strong black hands helping to balance the light skin throwing up into the sink.
"Geez." She heard his small whisper. Her large brown eyes glancing at his unruly color. Watching his dark sly eyes just stare ahead quickly. Listening to the sobbing growls the blonde hair made before silencing as it choked more into the sink. Mike's deep voice offering small sarcastically humorous statements when ever the light face stopped puking to catch its breath again. Trying to lighten the current situation.
"Gene that you there?" Mike flashed him a sloppy grin, watching the reckless eyes blink back to reality as the unruly color started forward. The lime shirt shaking hysterical as he laid a hand on its shoulder. Watching the blue eyes lean into the sink more before glancing at him, the direction of the new touch.
The light face grimaced immediately. "Ahh god Geeene geet out of heeere!" The blue eyes sobbed suddenly. Watching the scarred face make a hard baffled expression. "GO! GEEET OOUT BLAAST IT!" The light hands screamed at him slamming the sides of the sink before leaning in to throw more up. Dark black eyes looking up at the unruly color that took a small step back, looking over the puking figure. The light face unable to move or scream as his scarred hands moved his shirt, looking for a problem.
"Gene." His dark eyes looked up at Mike's black face frowning at him. "Mr. Wizard here's got some serious wiped cream and tomato juice all over in his pants." The dark eyebrows raised at him as they did a slow nod. The scarred eyes only widened to a tightened expression consuming the outlaws face. Disgusted hateful glare running over the sly eyes that snapped back at the puking blonde color. His scarred hand moving towards the light skin before growling as the light hand shoved him away.
"I THOUGH I SAIDAH!.." The light face trailed still leaning into the sink gagging as it tried to puke more. "..TO GET AhhhaaOUT GEEENE!" The scream growled at him suddenly leaning back into the strong wife beater that caught its weight easily. Panting blue eyes staring up at the ceiling before sinking to a half open exhausted expression as they moved to look at the scarred face. Dark eyes that where horrified, appalled and furious glaring hard at the light colors. Watching the clear tears slowly trickle down the salty, clamy face as the blue eyes welled up, breathing heavily through its open mouth. His scarred hand watching the small thin lips pull away from him as he touched them. Blue eyes snapping away as his darker ones looked down at his scarred hand. Glaring down at the sticky white liquid he had just wiped off the thin lips. Cum, his eyes glanced at the sink, watching it slowly run down the drain from where Jim had just puked it up. That was all that was in his stomach.
"Gene!" He jumped, dark eyes snapping at Cindy as she opened the bathroom door again. "There's some woman here to see you. Says you called her?" Her brown eyes blinked completely baffled and upset. Watching his scarred face just push past her leaving the bathroom without a word as she looked at the blonde hair. Closed blue eyes slumped Mike's chest. Light hands and arms up slightly as the darker stronger ones ran under them. Holding the thin dehydrated form up.
"Blast it Cidny move." He growled slightly watching her drop the blonde from sight. Turning around to him as he tried to push back into the bathroom. Scarred hand yanking the older feminine form with him. Watching the dark black eyes back up slightly as her thin gray hair came into the room. "We just found him like this." He frowned panicked feeling her wrist pull lightly from his grasp as she stepped forward. Judith's worn green eyes horrified and hurt at the blonde hair she had grown to love so. Since he was four, since and always he was one of the nicest and smartest people she had known.
"Jim?" She whisphered his name as she moved forward. Gently running her fingers onto his lime shirt, feeling it rise fast with his chest, pause, and drop fast. Closed blue eyes expressionless and drained, thin mouth hanging open, dry and disgusted, grimacing at itself. "Jim." She spit his name harder this time, watching the strong black arms move the blonde hair slightly. Shaking it as the blue eyes slowly opened to her. Looking at her as if she wasn't really there. Absently staring at her as her worn fingers ran under his bottom lip pulling his mouth open lightly. Worn green eyes squinting into his teeth and throat and tongue before flicking up at his blue eyes watching her. "Did you give him anything to drink? To eat?" She frowned suddenly, worn green eyes snapping around at the concerned faces shaking no. "Did he change his clothes? Did you take anything from him?" She frowned upset.
"Mr. Wizard *is*, as he came." The dark eyes watched her worn soft face flick up at him. Listening intently before looking back down. Her worn timed hand snapping at the sink as she noticed his vomit still inside it slightly. Her hand plugging it fast before snapping back at the blonde hair.
"We have to go. Don't anyone touch him, or take anything off him got it!?" She frowned snapping her soft green eyes at the unruly color that nodded at her as he squeezed out of the room. The strong black wife beater nodding silently. "Jim...Jim?" She frowned slightly grasping the incoherent light chin and shaking gently, watching the blue eyes open slightly. "Have you excreted anything since you've gotten here?" She frowned slightly watching the thin mouth swallow as the blue eyes listened to her. Baffled and confused as they struggled to focus in on her face and understand what she was saying to him. Somehow she just suddenly appeared.
"Mr. Wizard?" The strong black arms shook the lime green shirt again, glancing up at Gene who suddenly pushed back into the bathroom with the dark jeans now sewn up. Growling heavily as it started working them onto the light skin, dazed blue eyes looking down. Barely making out Gene doing something.touching him maybe.
"Hey Kid!?" Her frizzy red hair squeaked annoyed. Watching the blue eyes look up at her. "You take a leak since you got here?" she frowned watching the blonde hair slowly shake no. Scarred hands yanking it forward suddenly as the soft gray hair started giving directions to get in the car and not to touch him.
"Gene try not to touch him." She pushed at his scarred chest. Watching his dark eyes growl at her as she separated the lime green shirt from him.
"Judith this is *not* the *time*." He growled at her focused worn green eyes. Her soft older voice now firm and snappy. Spitting fast orders at them through the panicked tension.
"I am not going to have you smearing evidence off him now don't touch him! Just help him." She frowned watching his dark eyes only look back at the blonde hair. Light face hidden under the yellow strands as it walked unsteadily but independently. Strong light arms pulled in tight, almost hugging itself as it stumbled slowly. Not sure where exactly it was going, but enough people seemed to be saying that was the right direction so, now was as good a time as any to not care.
He grinned suddenly, blue eyes smiling under the blonde hair as they looked up. Watching the scarred face suddenly push into his, glaring at him confused. "What the hell is so funny blast it?" The dark eyes frowned at him as he stumbled suddenly. Watching the grinning blue eyes only laugh. Scarred hands opening the car door before shoving him. Frowning heavily as the dark jeans and lime green shirt tripped slightly before slowly sliding into the back seat and lying down to a heavy exhausted moan and small chuckle.
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She sighed heavily, listening to her sky blue nail tap the square red button again. The copier running to life, quickly scanning her file for the what.hundredth time? She frowned, green eyes yawning as she brushed some of her thin red hair behind her ear. She still had, 130 more copies to go.
"Hey." She glanced up, at the grinning black eyes and familiar teal hair leaning in her doorway. Chuckling at her bored expression and loose gray pants and pink sport shirt. Absolutly adorable while she wasn't on duty now but still wore her gun and badge. Both attached to the black belt running around her thin waist.
"Do you know how many copies I have to go?" She giggled a sigh. "Cameron I am going to be in here until I die!" Her head tilted back exhausted as he pushed off the doorway with a soft laugh. His teal color still on duty in his blue cop uniform, lazily grinning at her as she hit the red square button again. "Have you started your night classes yet?" She made eyecontact again, but her words were still spoken with a sigh.
"Yeah I have." He grinned as he leaned into the copier, watching her hit the button again. "Pretty soon I am going to be covered in every area.I can't wait. I really want to be a good cop. Like my mom." He grinned at her, watching her sweet smile answer his comment.
"Like my dad."
"I wouldn't be where I was if it wasn't for him Daniella. You should be proud of him, he was a great man." He watched her green eyes look down as he spoke.
"...I am." Her thin red hair moved slightly as she hit the red square again before looking back up with a smile. "If I can, I'd like to get into some of the extra classes too. I would really like to build up my experience and my qualifications." His black eyes brightened immediatly.
"Well that's great." He grinned watching her nod with a smile. "Why don't we do something this weekend and we can talk all about it?" He grinned at her watching her only shrug.
"I am going to be busy this weekend." She hit the red button.
"Well what about sometime this week?" He frowned slightly disappointed, green eyes just looking at him.
"I'll be downtown Cameron. I'll be busy all this week too." She turned him down with a soft air. Watching his teal color just nod as he sighed heavily. To him this wasn't a permanent no, just a slow down. -Cameron pick up please.- His black eyes glanced down at the small radio he wore. Sighing heavily as he picked it up.
"This is Cameron come back." He released the button lazily, watching her green eyes just sigh. "We're going on duty in 30 right?" He whisphered at her lightly watching her nod.
"Yeah I was thinking of wearing this." She giggle watching him grin before his attention snapped back at the intercom. -Cameron your needed up here for an interrogation..room 402 please- He sighed heavily sitting the radio onto the copier as she looked up at him. The loud electronic hum filling the small packed room as she hit the red square *again*.
"Duty calls." He grinned at her small humored expression. Or if, you find some free time. Don't hesitate to call alright?" He grinned at her, watching her green eyes nod. Her small smile looking back down to the red button to the "My door is always open!" he called back.
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"Interrogation...interrogation...fun fun." He sighed heavily walking over to the strong counter and old secretary. "Say Mary." He glanced up at her dull blank face. "Room 402? Right?" He grinned, her dull eyes just vacantly staring at him from where she sat in the piles of papers and folders wearing the dull phone head set.
"Cameron are you going deaf?" He chuckled at her bored tone as she glared at him annoyed.
"Alright." He grinned taking the dull manila folder from her as she slid it over the rest of files and paper junk. His black eyes lazily opening it as he started towards one of the select interrogation rooms. Special because it was used for medical problems such as domestic problems. It was made softer then the hard cement walled bolted down metal chair and tabled rooms complete only with a camera and window mirror. These rooms where made to encourage talk freely, hoping to acquire information without force.
He sighed heavily, strong eighteen year old cop uniform shoving in the heavy door to the twelve by twelve room. Completely white, floor, walls and ceiling, equip with only a built in table, two chairs, small bench bolted down as well as the small twin bed and closet. His dark black eyes looked up. "Hey My name is Officer.." He trailed, frowning black eyes looking at the mess of blonde hair head down on the small table from where it slouched into the small chair provided. "..Officer Moore." He frowned harder as he let the door shut behind him, lazily opening the file in his hand before blinking.
Interrogation: 4401G Type: Criminal Report. Rape Subject: Male. Age 16
His black eyes snapped up immediately, how awkward was this.going.to..be. He swallowed lightly watching the lime green shirt sit up. Tired blue eyes glancing up before squinting hard.
"Your Cameron." The blonde hair stood up with its phrase, glaring. Black eyes watching before looking back down at the folder they held. Blue eyes glancing at it with him before looking back up. "What is that?" The voice scowled at him. "What does that say about me!?" The light hand reached for it quickly. Extending into the air as the blue eyes frowned, practically demanding he hand it over.
"I am sorry." He frowned slightly. "I am not allowed to let you see it." He closed the folder quickly. Watching the light hand drop as the blue eyes continued to squint at him annoyed.
"We need to talk." His teal hair frowned slightly, watching the blue eyes squint as they cocked a small sly pained grin.
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She sighed heavily again, lazily tapping the red square button before glancing at Cameron's spare radio lazily sitting on top of part of the copier. "Idiot." She smiled her sigh as she picked it up. Looking down at -channel 18- printed on top before glancing at her belt and twisting her own channel to that frequency. Her green eyes giggling slightly, listening to Cameron interrogate some dumb ass who was probably pulled in for drunk driving or indecent exposure was.she blinked hard. Green eyes frowning at her name
-..know and with Daniella. You want to say something to me then do it now.-
Her green eyes blinked hard, "Jim?" She whisphered it lightly, but she would have bet her life that was him.
-What can I say to you. Your downtown Starwind and Hawking Enterprises. Pretty selfish of you to want to sell her life so short. She is apart of something great and you just want to drag her down.-
She frowned, thin finger snapping at the off button fast as she snapped towards the door. Thin red hair bouncing around her face as she started down the hall. It was room 402, wasn't it? Wasn't that it?!
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"Why don't you just leave her alone. She's better off uptown if you get my gist." The teal hair frowned at him, watching him growl, glaring hard and disgusted.
"Maybe I'll just show you what being downtown has taught-" He stopped, blue eyes blinking lightly as Judith suddenly came in. His fists slowly dropping as the teal hair straightening up immediately. Turning around to her.
"You are Judith Miller? I assume." He extended his hand to her watching her shake it lightly as she smiled at him before heading for the upset blonde hair. The disgusted -I'll kill you- expression suddenly draining off its face as the spotlight moved back to what was really happening. Visions of the thin red hair temporarily fading from his mind.
"Jim." She stated his name matter o' factly as she came right at him. Watching his saddened light face just look at her. Blue eyes darting unsteadily around the room at the teal colored hair and two other cops that came in with her. "Jim you need to give an official statement.alright?" She slowly nodded at him. Watching his blue eyes travel around the room before landing back on her.
"Ahwhat?" He mumbled softly, watching her slowly lick her lips. As though preparing to word this all simpler for him.
"You need. To give an official statement." She frowned slightly. "Can you understand me?" His blue eyes came back to her from where he was staring at the older, firmer, better, teal hair glaring at him. Her soft old hand suddenly pulling his cheek down slightly looking into his eye. Frowning fast as he shoved her off. "Jim." She frowned at him as he quickly blinked. Taking a small step back as he shifted his weight.
"Give a...give a statement?" He frowned at her watching her nod.
"Yes, just tell them the best you can." she trailed lightly. Worn green eyes darting to the side as she thought of the best way to word what she needed. That he needed to give an official statement of exactly what happened to him. To two strangers, and one guy two years older who kept hitting on his girl. "..tell them.the best you can of.what you remember happening...to you." She stopped lightly, watching him look at her. "Alright?...Jim?" She frowned slightly, his face didn't hold an expression. Was he hearing her? "Do you understand that Jim?" She raised her worn gray eyebrows at him lightly as he didn't answer.
"Nothing happened to me." He frowned at her spitting his words hard and firm. Watching her concerned worn green eyes just look down slightly as he growled at her. "Why am I *here* Judith?' His words were harder, growling where they wanted to crack. Watching her worn green eyes just stare down before turning to look at the three cops waiting for him to say something significant. "Judith?"
Her worn green eyes snapped back at the frowning blue color that were slowly welling with tears as he spit her name at her. "Jim you can get full medical coverage for everything down to the aspirin you take if you do this." She nodded lightly, reassuring him. "You won't have to pay for anything, your walking proof of what happened." She frowned concerned suddenly, watching his blue eyes harden as he listened to her soft soothing voice. "People will believe you. I believe you. It was an accident, I know you did not want this." She watched his face and eyes disappear underneath his blonde hair as he quickly looked down. One of his strong hands running up to his face, his form quickly stepping back as her worn soft hand gently touched his arm.
"Nothing happened to me Judith." His blue eyes snapped back up at her, now silently crying but still just as strong. As if the tears weren't there. "WHO *ARE* THESE PEOPLE!" He watched her jump as he yelled at her. "Who the HELL ARE THEY!? I am not." he trailed shaking his head.
He blinked slowly under his teal hair. As bad as he wanted to show up this loser Daniella had fixed herself on, this was.
-Cameron come in, where are you?-
His black eyes glanced down at his radio, slowly switching it off. His face frowning. Oops. He should have done that before he came in.
The blue eyes snapped up immediately. "Daniella?" They frowned at him, slightly confused. That was her voice he just heard! Where was she!? "Where is she! WHERE! WHERE *IS* SHE!" He screamed at the teal hair, pushing past Judith towards the black eyes glaring down at him. The two cops behind him stepping forward suddenly. Raising their hands slowly, telling him to calm down.
"Working. She's on duty now." His teal hair frowned slightly nodding to the cop on his right. Watching it slowly move to the side of the blonde hair. The blue eyes snapping up at the strong figure next to it as it stood itself straighter. Glaring at them. "I am going to have to ask you to calm down and take a seat if you will Mr. Hawking." His darker skin motioned towards the chair being used before. "We need you to-"
"-Don't give me that bullshit!" The blue eyes growled at him, taking another aggressive step forward. "She's not working now! NOT WORKING! Like hell I will sit down!" He growled "GET THE HELL OFF ME!" He pulled suddenly. Feeling the cop that had moved to his right a few seconds prior forceful grip either of his arms and move him back towards the cushioned bench against the back wall. "Blast you! Blast *all* of you!" He choked suddenly feeling himself sink into the vinyl cushions to the combination of his own exhaustion and their forceful pushing. "Ahha" He sobbed suddenly, strong light hands running to his blue eyes as he tried to fight it, but it was getting so hard.
"Please, if you could get me a curtain." He heard Judith snap an order fast, as strong hands started pulling his shirt off. His light face jamming together as he cringed. "Jim?" His blue eyes opened, filled with a salt water shine but no tears ran out. "You have a number on you do you know what that it?" Her worn green eyes frowned concerned, watching his blue eyes blink at her. Groggily staring at her as though he were completely lost. Her worn skin frowning slightly, knitting her forehead together as she stared at him. "You don't know what that is?" She whisphered lightly at him. Letting her worn soft hands run down the sides of his arms as he sat there looking at her.
"Can I have some aspirin please?" She blinked at his question suddenly. Worn green eyes doing a quick frown as she thought. Could he have some?
"Jim. What do you want to do? Do you know who did this? Do you know the man?" She frowned slightly, watching his blue eyes snap up as someone opened the door. The loud irritated voice of the reckless outlaw running into the room before it shut.'
"Judith, don't leeet him come in." His voice cracked suddenly, blinking hard at her. "Don't let him. Dooon't let, don't let Geneee see me.like." the blue eyes darting around suddenly, becoming more aware of what was happening. The small curtain being hung in front of both of them offering him some privacy as he frowned. The thin large tissue like paper being unfolded onto the floor where they were. Meant to catch any evidence that feel off him when they would make him take his clothes off one piece of a time because it was evidence.
"It's alright." She gave him a warm smile. "No ones coming in Jim. The only people who will be in here is you, and me, and a few cops alright?" She watched him frown concerned at her as he blinked. Strong blue eyes fighting to figure this all out while he was still such a mess inside. "Now what is this? What happened to your pants?" He looked down at her frowning green eyes as she moved her hands around the large tear now sewn up.
"He cut it with his knife so I couldn't keep them on." The blue eyes smiled at her suddenly. Watching her worn green eyes just look back down at it. "Mike had that trashy girl sew it back up." The blue color sighed heavily. Suddenly aware of the cool clear liquid she was injecting into his arm. The calm sweeter feeling already running through him. Things were easier to understand already.
"Do you know what sexual assault in the first degree is Jim?" She glanced up to his face as she spoke, watchign him nod. Yes. He knew. That was what his file said, already, from back when he was four. Sexual assault in the first degree, because he was a good...
"I am good fuck." The blue eyes smiled at her, watching her blink upset for a moment standing up. Studying his now relaxed but still pained light face as he closed his eyes and leaned back into the wall. "What's this?" He frowned slightly as she shoved something at him. His heart rate picking up fast as the drug started thinning out. No longer running pure as his body started absorbing it and feeding itself small scheduled dishes of calming.
Her worn green eyes watching his shaky hand take the small cup from her. His light face resembling someone who had just woken up from a dream to find out their nightmare was alive, and what they had really been living this whole time, was their life. It wasn't a mistake or an accident, because every event was as palpable as the next, completely real.
"AhhhaaA" He sobbed suddenly. Hardly able to hear her small voice, generous enough to offer him some privacy and whisper she needed a urine and sperm sample immediately. Her worn green eyes blinking concerned as she watched his light chest bend forward as though doubling over, still sobbing. The light hand dropping the cup as it ran into the tangled blonde hair pressing into it gently before yanking and relaxing. "AhhaJudithaahaaaha" She crouched back down quickly. Feeling him pull away as she touched him. "Ookayah." He sobbed suddenly. "Now you caaan, now you can go geeet, now yooooou caaan" Her worn green eyes blinked, listening to his heavily pained whines ask her to get someone as she stood up quickly. Moving out from behind the pale green curtain and past the three cops awkwardly required to be there.
"Gene?" Her worn green eyes opened the door, quickly stepping into the hall. Watching the unruly color of the outlaw look up at the sound of her voice from where it was some ten feet down the hall leaning into the chaotic wall. Stressed scarred hand massaging the strong temples.
She watched his dark eyes flicker as they connected with her face, quickly moving towards her. For him, her voice had cut through all the noise, like a hot knife through butter. His form shoving fast through the crowd of cops and ringing phones and faxes. Shoving into the room with her.
Her worn green eyes watching him head firmly past the three cops he didn't seem to notice. Right behind the curtain as she slowly followed. Watching the blonde hair quickly stand up as it saw him. Light hands wiping the tears off their face fast as they let out a long shaky breathe. Streaming wet blue eyes trying to stand as straight and hard as possible, watching the scarred face size it up fast, but it could stand, it could take it.
Unruly color muttering something as it moved forward. Her worn green eyes blinking slightly as the strong black color of the outlaw's shirt blocked out the blonde hair until the lighter arms appeared on either side of the great chest hugging back.
"Jim god damnt why are all these people in here?" His dark eyes growled suddenly, asking himself as he spoke out loud. Feeling the shorter light chest and blonde hair silently shake as it cried hanging onto him. His dark eyes blinking lightly, relaxing his grip as he realized how hard he was squeezing. The choking blonde hair unable to see him as it continually looking down before slowly pulling back. The light hands shaking as they shoved him off weakly. The light wrists raising to him, showing him the deep red cuts and bruises as they light face choked a panicked sob.
"AHHCHAINS!" the hysterical light face screamed at him suddenly. "He USED CHAAAINS! I couldn't fightahhh." The light fists shook at him as his dark eyes glared down at the cuts. "Ahhh I couldn't moooove." the strong light hands disappeared onto the light face wiping it fast as it choked a sob. Listening to the familiar deep voice of the outlaw say something softly. Slowly reassuring something as the strong scarred hand suddenly ran onto his shoulder rubbing it. Unruly color leaning to the side to try and look at the light face that was somehow so good at hiding. "YOU WEREN'T THERE!" The light face screamed at him again suddenly. His scarred face choking a small grunt as the fist slammed him good. His dark eyes frowning as the light face cried, mad as hell with him for failing and not being there-but at the same time, not blaming him a bit. "Ten thousand.ahhWhat A BUST!" the light hands growled frustrated. What was this a pattern? The magic only worked every other time? Not with the chocolate milk, yes with Daniella, not now.so next time it would work. "Next time." The dark eyes frowned confused and alarmed by the small mumble. "Next time it will work.when I pick my number." The light face calmed suddenly. Cool liquid medication releasing back into its veins as its heart rate and body temperature reached their -it's too high, time to calm him down- level the injection was programmed for.
"Come on Jim, alright." His scarred face spoke soft, letting his scarred hand rough the lighter shoulder that suddenly calmed down. "I'd say you should lay down but it looks like Judith needs something from you." the scarred face threw a grin. Watching his baffled dazed blue eyes just look up through the wet shine before at the small cup the outlaw held. "Why don't you do that and.I'll go and call Mel." The blue eyes snapped up. Why call Mel? He didn't want her to see him like this?! "Judith says they're going to be keeping all your clothes." He flashed another strong grin, watching the wet blue eyes just sniffle as small clear tears slowly ran down the light cheeks. "So my good intuition says you might want more." He sent a small chuckle to the light face. Watching the blue eyes slowly start smiling absently on one side of their mouth but not the other. "Socks maybe." The light face smiled at him, choking a small absent laugh before wavering lightly as the strong hand shook its shoulder. Blue eyes blinking slightly as they continued to register everything Gene had just said before looking down at the small cup. Somehow another one was already waiting for him on the small vinyl cushion of the stupid bench as he glanced down frowning.
His blue eyes snapping up as the noise around the room started calming. His face frowning hard, so he had been making most of it. Blue eyes silently scowling at the teal color leaning against the wall near the two cops both sitting at the small table, waiting for his statement.they could all go to hell. Who cares how much money this would bring. "I'd die first." His whisphered his growl lightly, frowning hard as he turned around. Moving to face closer to the wall as he grimaced. Opening the fly of his jeans before growling down at the small cup he held and ripping off the lid.
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"Ah...Judith." He spit her name as a fast warning, telling her this hurt. His blue eyes cringing heavily as they glared at the unruly color of the scarred figure leaning into the wall some five feet away on the other side of the green curtain. Scarred hand running over the dark eyes as it looked down, as through it were absolutely exhausted, or bored, but being able to see Gene was comforting. "Ah!"
She felt him pull forward slightly, snapping away from the sting she knew just went flying widely through him. His hands tightly griping the edge of the small table he leaned into as he grit his teeth. Her soft hand suddenly pressing against his lower back, bending him towards the table more as he let out a hard breath. Experiencing the same cool horrendously embarrassing discomfort he had felt when he was five. Blue eyes frowning as they closed looking down at the table top, but then it wasn't nearly as embarrassing because pain was more of an issue at five.
He gripped tighter hearing her small whisper to stop moving, he didn't think he was moving. His blue eyes frowning hard, squinting as they felt the long thin silver rod slowly start pulling out of him as she stood up from behind him. Her worn soft, now doctored gloved hand pressing lightly against his bare shoulder to keep him from stepping back and moving with it's stinging pull.
"Aaaa" she frowned slightly, trying to ignore his sharp moan of pain as more of the silver color resurfacing with nothing but traces of blood and cum. Her worn green eyes watching the muscles in his back tighten and contract as it released and disappeared. Leaving only the sharp after sting, cool sensation inside him and burning embarrassment that slowly twisted the bottom of his abs as he felt his face pick up more heat. Knowing she was stepping back now to get a good look at his back side. Worn green eyes watching him jump as though she had just shocked him as she offered him the small blanket. Watching his shaky light hands quickly snatch it from her, running it around his waist as he turned around to her -I have done it a million times to a million different people- that was supposed to be comforting by indirectly spitting she wasn't going to remember what he looked like butt-naked next time she saw him because she had done it so many times she would get confused or simply forget.
"Can you stand alright?" She frowned slightly, watching him stand perfectly still. "Jim walk this way." She watched his blue eyes flick up at her from over the hysterically red face holding the small white towel around his waste as she lightly motioned for him to come. Not that it would have mattered the towel was there now, she had already seen all there was to see, in detail. "Jim?" He nodded quickly, watching her reach back from him. Worn green eyes studying him concerned but patiently waiting as he nodded taking a small step in her direction. Blue eyes looking up to watch her walk the five feet to the small twin bed she no doubt wanted him to get into now. His blue eyes shooting a fast dart to the room behind the green curtain that would end in three more small steps. The teal hair lazily leaning against the back wall, just waiting for him to immerge like this. The two other cops lazily slouching into a table talking over a game of cards. He grinned lightly, blue eyes falling on Gene, catching the - please shoot me, or all of us now- expression as the dark eyes moved slightly. Glaring over to the teal hair, unruly color aware there was something going on between the it and Jim, just not sure what yet.
His black eyes and teal hair grinned slightly, watching the blonde hair slowly walk out from behind the green curtain. Strong hateful blue standing up straight as they glared at him. "Would you ahh." He grinned slightly. "Like to make your statement now Mr. Hawking or should I.ask my men to get their sleeping bags." He chuckled lightly. Mocking the blonde hair before trailing, watching the light chest just heave at him from where it stood some seven feet away. His dark eyes though unwilling to admit it impressed by the incredible show of strength radiating at him by the blonde hair, light skin, and small towel. Still able to stand up straight after suffering all the had happened before and behind the green curtain.
The absolute silence in the room causing all their eyes to snapped at her as she burst in. Daniella's fast blink baffled and confused by all the people, running from her co-workers to the outlaw to.the blonde hair that suddenly looked as if he had been slugged. "What wha?" She stammered lightly, green eyes snapping at the teal hair that slowly leaned off the wall. He was the first thing to move, the black eyes glancing down before back up at her, watching her frown at him disgusted. "Cameron." She spit his name hard, glaring at him, watching his black eyes let out a heavy sigh. "If I didn't know you better I would have thought." Her voice cracked lightly as she glared at him. "..would have thought you did everything by the book in here for the *better* OF the *victim*" She growled at him now, green eyes frowning hard as he looked up from where he had been casually looking at the floor. Dully waiting for her to say more. "Get out." She frowned hard, watching him open his mouth to protest. To tell her it was requirement, it was regulation, it was mandatory for him and two additional cops to be there. To forcibly remove information about a free sex offender from the so called victim if they refused to talk because they were putting the area at risk. "No!" She snapped watching his mouth shut. "No rules! No books! You do this for *me* and all of you get the HEll out of here!" She screamed, green eye suddenly filled with tears as she shoved past his teal color. Feeling his black eyes turn around to watch her in disbelief. Even after all that, somehow, he still lost. His black eyes frowning hard, watching her head directly to the lost, hurt blonde hair in the middle of the room. Her thin hands running into the yellow strains as the light face moved into her neck before attaching to her thin form. His black eyes scowling slightly as he heard her first breaking cry to the deeper voice telling her -he was fine and it was all ok.- His black eyes growling as they moved towards the door before stopping slightly. Glaring at the unruly red hair of the reckless outlaw leaning into the wall, grinning slyly at him. Watching the teal hair stare back with a look of under standing that it had just tripped and fallen into the trap it was so sure would catch the dumber less fortunate half.
