Disclaimer: I don't own Fake, Sanami Matoh-sama does. Welcome to the wonderful world of FanFiction! It's addicting, get used to it.

Warning: Now it really goes without saying for a book about a guy who isn't sure and the Bi man that pursues him restlessly. Besides the main pairing is Drake and JJ so this fic DOES contain SHOUNEN-AI (meaning two guys Kissin' and Cuddlin'!) and possibly YAOI (meaning an explicit sex scene(s) between two guys).

Author's Note: sorry for the wait, I'm on summer break so I'll be able to update more. Just as a reminder, I don't own CSI (and the description in this fic is a real episode), and the movie Scrooged. And I still know nothing of New York. This chapter is a set up for more of the investigations and the personal travesties that also I their own twisted way help with the investigation.

This is for Kumagoroismine () sorry for the wait.

Happy Reading!

Na

Three Packs a Day: Queer Revelations (that Defy All You Know)

Chapter 5: Freeze

Drake and JJ left the old two seven right when the storm hit its worst. Large sticky white flakes fluttered swiftly to the ground not even New York streets could keep the snow a mucky brown color. It was dangerous to be out walking, it was dangerous to be driving, hell it was simply too dangerous to be out at all in the current weather.

The two detectives picking the lesser if not colder of the two evils and were walking in the general direction of their apartments. Because of the thick snow the blond walked about a block past his apartment. And now that he was faced with turning around and leaving his partner in the snow, he hesitated.

"JJ, why don't you stay at my apartment tonight? I don't want my partner coming down with a cold in the middle of such a serial," said Drake, wrapping his jacket tighter around his form.

Blue eyes looked at him for a moment trying to decide what would be best. A strong wind whipped past the two men, a shiver made its way through the lithe form. He was now sure that his hair matched his skin, and as the wind howled in answer, "I would love to Drake, its freezing."

Frozen limbs moved swiftly with purpose, backtracking a block to the building that lived the blond detective. Opening the heavy wooden doors heat washed over the partners as they brushed off the evidence of the storm outside, onto the welcome mat in the lobby.

Finding that the elevator was out of order, Drake cursed his small fifth floor apartment. And the two New York detectives made their way up the stairs. The slow healthy climb warmed up their frozen legs. Albeit a bit too quickly that the burning heat caused only by cold skin becoming too warm too quickly.

Opening the red door; with chipping paint and the numbers, 513 a muted pink-brown (being that the only number still attached was the one), the men entered the small dark apartment.

"Now JJ, you have got to remember my apartment isn't as nice or clean as yours is," said Drake as he flicked the lights on and removed his shoes and jacket. Holding his hands out in a gesture clearly stating he would take JJ's jacket.

Wet lilac tresses where swiped out of JJ's eyes as he handed his own coat to his partner. Blue eyes watched as both coats were hung on the back of the door. Then the young dragonfly kicked off his shoes and carefully placed them next to the blond's own wet shoes.

"I could use a warm drink, how about you?" questioned Drake grey eyes met the blue that agreed, "coffee it is then."

Jemmy's eyes went wide, "No Drake, you drink too much coffee as it is, why not hot cocoa?"

Grey eyes laughed, as the blond chuckled, "Jemmy J first you force me to give up cigarettes and now you rant for me to forget sweet coffee? What next you'll request I not put a dash of chocolate liquor in the cocoa to help put the edge off of a hectic day of poison and murder?"

"No, no that sounds great actually," replied the younger man as they moved into the kitchen, and Drake put milk on to boil, "I only protest to your drinking when you get drunk enough to not care what girl you go home with."

"You just don't want me to go home with a girl."

"Well you did promise me," replied JJ.

Drake chuckled, "Well, what if I went home with a guy?"

Blue eyes lost all their happy sheen, as JJ pouted. He wanted to say that Drake would have to be dead drunk literally and the person who came to take him away was f male paramedic. He wanted to continue the joking atmosphere that the conversation had led to. But he could not, he didn't want an intoxicated Drake Parker to go home with anyone who would take advantage of the gorgeous blond. If the older man went anywhere with anyone Jemmy J Adams would want it to be him. And thus he let the conversation fizzle to an uncomfortable end, blue eyes mesmerized by the cocoa mixing into the boiling hot milk.

The blond shifted uncomfortably, in the back of his mind he knew he had gone too far. The lilac dragonfly had spent agonizing years alone, and although Drake had had horrible luck with his relationships there was at least a few stress free non-lonely moments in those years.

Splashing generous amounts of the liquor into the two mugs of cocoa, the blond picked up the two mugs and made his way into the living room. Placing them on the coffee table he continued forward towards the television and retrieved the remote from atop the television.

Turning around grey eyes fell on his beat up old sofa and the dragonfly that sat their mug in hand and blue eyes lost in space. A pang of guilt rose through him but he quelled that fire with the first sip of spiked cocoa. Drake than settled himself comfortable next to his partner.

A comfortable silence fell, when Drake sat for it pulled JJ back to the here and now. Blue eyes smiled as he realized that his partner had sat so that the two were touching. It comforted him, as if to say that no matter what hurtful words Drake said that contradicted everything the blond had promised or said prior to, he still held a special place by his side for his partner in the 27th precinct: narcotics, Jemmy J Adams.

The television flickered on, quickly humming to life they were greeted with an image of a fairy smacking a man across the head with a toaster. Light chuckles filled the room and the two men turned to each other grey met blue. "It's Scrooged, I don't mind watching this," said the youngest of the pair.

"Christmas movies already?" replied Drake.

"Drake! Christmas is in two weeks, these movies have been playing since the day after Thanksgiving!" laughed the flamboyant dragonfly.

A hand reached up and scratched the back of its blond head giving the intelligent reply, "Oh yeah…"

There was a pause before the silvery-blue haired man asked, "So tomorrow we'll use our day off/on call day to look at those files from upstate? Once they get faxed to the precinct, that is."

"Sounds good. You can take my bed tonight JJ, I'll sleep on the sofa," replied Drake.

"Oh no I couldn't Drake-senpai!"

"JJ don't worry, all right kid? I spend many late nights passed out on this sofa, most of the time I forget the color of my own bed sheets," stated Drake as he ruffled the silvery hair and than rested his arm across the smaller man's shoulders.

The two sat together for the remainder of the movie, the combination of the festive comedy and the cocoa and liquor helped the two to escape, even if for only that moment, their world that currently involved an insane chemist who was poisoning coffee.

When the film ended JJ took the mugs into the kitchen on his way to Drake's bedroom, while the tired blond simply stripped to his boxers and curled up with a blanket on the sofa.

The smaller man snuggled under the mildly cold blankets of his partner's bed the musky scent that was left behind consumed him and lulled him swiftly into the land of nod.

Drake on the other hand once more found himself in the hands of insomnia, a little voice in his head was arguing that he should just go into his room and curl around the dragonfly. But instead he grabbed the remote and flicked on the television. His first order of business was to turn the volume down impossibly low.

Right when the late night new anchor was stating that he would be surprised if there was school in the morning, although it would seem that a lose of power would not occur, the cable went out. Drake knew this to be true since every station had the same war between the white and black ants. Pressing the power button abruptly stopped the static and won the war for the black ants.

Refusing the strange want his body had to curl up with his partner, and ignoring his boredom. The blond starred at the ceiling for hours trying to sleep. It was not until the VCR clock blink three in the morning and a shiver elected down his spine, did Drake decide it was simply too cold to try and sleep on the sofa.

Moving swiftly to his room he paused at the thermostat to increase the heat, before setting his eyes on his bed and ultimately the lithe figure under the comforter. Drake lay down next to his partner and froze a moment to look at the man beside him. Straight or not anyone would be hard pressed not to see the beauty in the man that lay sleeping. The pale night light a snow blue filtered in through the window highlighted in places by the orange lights of the nearby buildings. The light gave the figure an ethereal glow, with the blue tinted skin and silvery hair that sparkled in the light.

Overcome by some force, that Drake admitted was of his own clear and thought out freewill, he leaned down and brushed his lips across those of his partners in a sweet chaste kiss. As fatigue finally slipped through his body, the tall blond curled around his friend borrowing the warmth for the apartment seemed to not be heating up.

Morning light filtered through the open blinds and landed on the sweet sleeping face of one, Jemmy J Adams. Scrunching up his nose, and tossing his head from side to side the young man protested the rude wake up call. Opening his eyes he noticed that first of all the ceiling wasn't his, and rightfully so, it should be Drake Parker's ceiling. But the second thing that he was aware of was the comfortable weight that lay half on him, the feeling of naked skin pressed against naked skin. It was the feel of a sleeping lover.

If JJ was in Drake Parker's apartment, surely he would have no lover with him, especially since he clearly remembered his partner falling asleep on the sofa, the previous night. In those blue eyes the likely hood of Drake crawling into bed with him was as likely as finding a suitable lover to go home with at the local club. Certainly he would be dating a girl before either happened.

Lifting his head a bit blue eyes looked down to be met with a mop of blond hair, the blond hair of Drake Parker. His heart leapt into his throat and clearly, he would have to tell his girlfriend, (The one he must have since Drake crawled into bed with him) and tell her he was having some rather savory thoughts about the gorgeous naked male skin pressed against him.

Taking a deep breath, JJ gently shook Drake awake, "Drake it is time to get up."

Grey eyes screwed tightly shut fending off the light, as the elder curled more tightly into his younger partner. He moaned, "Few more hours JJ… day off."

"I don't care if you sleep longer, I just want to get up… and you are using me as a teddy bear currently so I can't. Although I never thought Drake Parker would be the cuddling type," chuckled JJ.

Drake moaned out, "Like cuddle… very warm."

"Drake you are cuddling me, JJ, another man," replied the lilac haired man in a very straight and serious tone.

There was a jolt as grey eyes opened wide and the blond moved quickly away, "Oh, man JJ I sorry I didn't mean to. The sofa was so cold and you were warm, and… and…"

JJ giggled, "Don't worry about I have no problem waking up next to another man, just thought that you might not like it," tired grey eyes drooped as Drake fell unceremoniously back on top of JJ. Shocked blue eyes looked at the blond mop under his chin, "Drake-senpai?"

"Ten more minutes JJ and then I swear I'll be awake enough to realize I shouldn't be on top of you, unless you can think of another way to get me to awake up faster."

The Californian thought for a moment, his choices were simple and both pleasurable: peacefully cuddle with Drake for ten minutes, or kiss him till the other pulled away which JJ could not remember him ever doing. Making up his mind the silvery-blue haired man rolled him and his partner over, so he was now on top.

A lazy chuckled filled the room, arms tightening around the dragonfly fly above him, "Becoming my blanket, won't make the ten minutes end any faster."

The only answer was the sweet pressure on the blond's lips. Lazily the man above him coxed his lips to open and participate in the delicate flit. Lazily and careful made way for heated questing as the kiss continued to escalate. Lithe hands moved from Drake's shoulders slowly down his arms and after shifting a little a hand moved up to play with one of the blond's nipples.

Detective Parker moaned into the kiss. He had never felt like this, with a girl the kiss was never firm, and they always ignored his nipples, he never even thought of it as an erogenous zone.

A realization shocked through his body and the elder pulled away from the body above him. JJ immediately backed up feeling guilty and worrying that he might have just ruined everything with his partner.

"JJ stop," a confused Drake stammered, "I'm just so confused right now… I don't know… and I feel… JJ, just don't kiss me anymore, okay? Just I need time to figure myself out right now. I'll tell you what I decide soon, please."

Wide blue eyes brimming with tears, that were no longer needed, nodded and watched the other get out of the warm bed and shiver in the frigid apartment air. Throwing on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt Drake threw a sweatshirt on the bed for JJ to help fight off the cold before he left to turn up the heat and start a pot of coffee.

Silvery-blue haired man sat on the bed for a moment. He did not get up until he could smell the coffee as it began to drip into the pot in the kitchen. Putting on his pants and socks from the day before and threw on the sweatshirt that Drake left him. He smiled when he realized that it said NYPD, JJ never wore a sweatshirt from the NYPD he seemed to still believe that he was truly and forever part of the LAPD.

Smiling JJ couldn't help but feeling better; Drake did not hate him he simply requested that JJ not kiss him. It was a perfectly normal request from a straight man, especially when the straight man might give JJ a chance.

The good mood that JJ was in, slowly dissipated into confusion when he entered the hallway to find his partner cursing at the thermostat, "Drake what's wrong?"

"I turned the heat up to 80 last night before I got into my bed last night and now the apartment is 40 degrees!" exclaimed Drake.

Figuring that Drake could use some coffee, and perhaps a piece of gum, JJ step around his partner and headed for the kitchen. Blue eyes paused as they caught sight of a yellow slip of paper that was slipped under the door. Walking instead towards the apartment door and the piece of paper, JJ retrieved said piece of paper and read it quickly.

"Hey Drake, I think I found out the problem with the heat," said Jemmy J as he looked back at his partner.

The blond turned almost excitedly towards his friend, "Really? What is wrong?"

"It would seem that some pipes froze and the water heater exploded, so there is no water and the heating and cooling system for the building which was based off the water is completely destroyed. And in light of the holiday season it most likely won't be fixed until after New Years. So you are to leave a message of your contact info in box 101 in the lobby so that you can be informed of when the heat will return. Oh and the phones seem to be out as well," grimly replied JJ waving the yellow piece of paper.

"What?" Drake exclaimed running towards JJ and snatching the paper from his hands, reading and rereading the message over and over again, "what am I going to do? I need coffee"! Strong hands gripped blond hair attempting to tear it out in frustration. He didn't even notice that JJ slipped away and minutes later returned with a coffee cup full for Drake. And as the grey eyes shown with worry, detective Adams just waited patiently for Drake to notice him.

"Hey wait a minute I got water for the coffee, this must all be a cruel joke" chuckled the hysterical detective!

"Sorry Drake-senpai when I was retrieving your coffee I tested the water. It would seem that the water that you used in your coffee was left in the pipes from yesterday," answered the silvery-blue haired detective holding out the steaming mug of the rich brew.

The frazzled man swiftly palmed the mug and took the first few calming sips, "Oh man JJ what am I going to do now? I can't stay here."

"Well you could stay at my apartment I have that extra room, you can sleep on the sofa until we clean out that spare room. If you would like," replied JJ.

"Thanks JJ that sounds like a good idea. When I am done with this cup of coffee I'll go pack up my things. Could you go through my refrigerator and pack all the food that will need to be used before I return?"

The two split up to do their respected packing. The younger detective was rather surprised to find the in Drake's possessions there was an array of nutritious food like salad fixings and a salad was one thing that JJ had never seen his partner eat.

It was not long until Drake met JJ by the front door with his duffle bag packed, and JJ had a few plastic bags full of food, "You know Drake you have all this lettuce but I don't think I have ever seen you eat a salad."

"Well actually, I do my neighbor Ms. Ellis' grocery shopping and she always gets extra fruits and vegetables, so she gives them to me," replied Drake, there was a moment of pause before grey eyes went wide, "Oh no Ms. Ellis! I can't leave her here she'll die! Do you mind JJ if I ask her if she wants to stay at your place? I'll sleep on the sofa, she can have the spare room."

The young detective could barely nod before Drake was out the door and knocking on the door across the hall. A short elderly lady who was bundled up in many layers answered the door.

Aged brown eyes lit up at the sight of the man at her door, "Drake! How are you?"

"I am fine Ms. Ellis. I just stopped by to see if you had somewhere to go while the building is out of heat. Because I am going to be staying at my partner's house and there is an extra room if you need a place to stay," replied Drake, just as JJ stepped up behind him.

The curly grey haired women looked from her neighbor to the man behind him and smiled, "I really appreciate the offer but I will be staying at my son's apartment. And this year my fifteen year old granddaughter Ashley will be spending Christmas here in the city instead of with her mother in Jersey. I am very excited; I barely get to see her you see, although I wish she wouldn't wear so much black."

"Hey Mom," said a man from behind the two detectives. Everyone turned to the dark haired man, a few years older than Drake.

"Oh, I am so glad that you're here Joseph, I would like you to meet Detective Drake Parker, the one that I told you about. And this is his partner…"

"Detective Jemmy J Adams," replied JJ.

Recognition shown in the new arrival's dark eyes, "Oh, yes the man that helps my mom. I would like to thank you for helping my mother. I would have done it myself but I couldn't find a closer apartment."

"It was no problem, I don't mind at all," answered Drake, there was an awkward pause before he continued, "well I guess we should all be leaving."

"Wait," JJ paused everyone, taking out a scrap of paper and a pen, "Let me give you my address and number, just incase you need Drake for anything."

"Oh, oh what a wonderful idea dear, and here let me get you Joey's information," replied the kindly Ms. Ellis. After switching the needed information, the four of them grabbed their luggage and shared an elevator down to the lobby.

The two detectives decided they would return to the precinct and get their cars and check to see if the coffee samples had been processed, as well as pick up their fax. Luckily the snow had slowed to a light flurry as the two trudged into the building.

Janet stopped the two before they could enter the stairwell, "Drake, JJ where have you two been! Rose has been going insane trying to get a hold of you. Your case was on the news again, here is a copy of the twelve o'clock report; go upstairs the television was wheeled into your office not to long ago."

JJ took the tape in Janet's outstretched hand, and than followed his partner up the stairs to the fourth floor. All thoughts of coffee, cigarettes, evidence, or even Drake's belongings that needed to be brought to JJ's apartment were forgotten as they made their way into their shared office.

"Hey where have you two been? Your case was on the news-" Dee began as he saw the two detectives enter the room.

"We know," answered JJ dropping the bags and putting the tape in the VCR.

Drake also dropped his bag, quickly looking at his pager and cell phone before throwing them on his desk. He brushed a hand through his hair as he looked at Dee and Ryo, "JJ stayed at my place last night because of the snow so he wasn't home to answer his phone. My apartment building had a few accidents so now there is no heat, water, or phones for about a month. It looks like my pager battery is dead, and the snow must be in the way of cell phone towers because I have no bars currently!"

Suddenly a voice interrupted Drake's rant, "At ten o'clock today twelve-year-old Beth Darling awoke in St. Mary's Hospital. Where she was able to state; her mother Lane Darling had stopped at the Diner on the Corner for a cup of coffee, before she would drop Beth off early at the school for a class trip. At five thirty this morning Beth says her mother simply slumped forward in the car while on the highway. Paramedics have stated that Mrs. Darling died of internal bleeding before her car caused the huge accident that resulted in eleven other deaths and fourteen fatalities.

"There seems to be a connection between the deaths of Lane Darling, Emily Gregory who died in the funeral home yesterday preparing for her late husband Dominic Gregory, as well as the mysterious death of Sharon Kost at WalMart not too long ago." That is when the young detective turned off the video.

"Shit, can anything else go wrong?" growled Drake, as JJ handed him a piece of gum.

Ryo sighed, "Well there was a major cocaine bust this morning so all regular samples for the lab have been pushed back, including the tox-screen for Lane Darling. But the fax from upstate did come in this morning, although the chief has the file to force at least one of you to go and get chewed out."

"I'll go and get the file, I mean it was my fault that both my working pager and cell phone were left in my car which I left here. Besides Drake-senpai looks about ready to explode," stated detective Adams as he headed for the door. All Drake could do at the moment was flop haphazardly into his chair and close his eyes; he needed a cigarette or three.

A shrill ring of the phone 'roused Drake from calming himself down, with a low growl he answered the phone, "Detective Drake Parker."

"Drake? Its Mrs. Adams, Jemmy's mother, is he there?" replied the voice on the phone.

The blond sighed, "He stepped out for a moment Mrs. Adams could I help you?"

"Could you please tell him that we will not be at home over Christmas and we will call him since we don't have a number of where we are staying yet. See our fortieth anniversary is coming up so we are going on a two week cruise."

"Well that is nice, but why not wait ten years for your fiftieth anniversary? But either way I will tell him."

"Well thank you, and no, our fiftieth will be a trip to Tibet. Hey you know what I saw on CSI last night? There was this guy and he had two sets of DNA in his body since in the womb he didn't separate with his twin brother so he almost got away with rape and murder! Jonas! What was it called again?... Oh, that is right, he was a Chimera. Have you and Jemmy ever run across that?"

"No sorry Mrs. Adams, we haven't at least to my knowledge anyway. Mrs. Adams I much as I enjoy speaking with you again I really must be getting back to work, don't worry I'll pass on your message to JJ," chuckled Drake about ready to hang up the phone.

"All Right Drake, we'll see you next Thanksgiving right?"

The blond had to pause for a moment, "I'll have to see what my schedule is like-" but before he could finish she had hung up.

"Who was that Drake?" asked Dee, his partner lightly slapped him for being rude.

Detective Parker shrugged, "JJ's mom. Hey when do you think JJ will be back?"

"Not before Ryo picks up Chinese for dinner," replied Dee in his usual cocky tone.

Grey eyes glanced between Ryo and the door and than back again, after fidgeting for a moment Drake took a deep breath, "Can I tag along Ryo?"

"Sure Drake I was going to head out now," replied the Jap-American picking up his jacket and heading for the office door. The nervous man followed after him, jacket in hand.

The two were silent until they left the building and began their short two block walk to the Chinese restaurant. This was the time when the blond's incessant nervousness innerved the black eyed man, "So what seems to be your problem Drake? How can I help you? That's why you came along right?"

"Well you liked girls before you met Dee right?" asked Drake.

Black eyes turned towards grey, "Yes I guess you could say I am Dee-sexual. Why?"

The confused man then complied to tell Ryo the whole story involving his partner. From that day many months ago on the roof, to JJ cleaning Drake's apartment, to Thanksgiving, drunken kisses, gazing and kissing the ethereal being the prior night, and finally the acts that had occurred earlier that day. Ryo for his part just walked and listened without any sort of commentary till his friend had finished and looked at him for help.

At that time the two had reached the restaurant and ordered their food the two than stepped off to the side to wait for the food. At this time Ryo explained that a good portion of his making Dee wait was that he did not like the way that Dee pursued him so he decided to make him wait longer. He than explained how he thought that in all those pauses before JJ's kisses if Drake had moved away than JJ would have done nothing.

After the food was ready the two returned to work. Right before they entered the building Ryo paused and turned towards his friend, "In the end Drake the decision is yours and you know that none of us here will think differently. Although I do believe there is a long standing bet about when you and JJ will get together."

"What? Why?" asked a shocked Drake.

Ryo chuckled, "Remember way back when JJ's friend Max showed up? Well many people thought you were acting like a jealous lover. You also always comfort him when Dee turned him away. And not too many straight guys; comfort, cuddle and share a bed with their gay co-worker."

The confused blond was silent the rest of the way into the building and into their fourth story office. The two blonds were greeted by their partners who swiftly confiscated their meals.

"Before I forget, your mother called, JJ. She wanted to tell you they'll be on a cruise over Christmas and they will call you," said Drake before adding, "and I seriously think she has ADD."

Swallowing his Lo Mien JJ looked at his partner, "Why do you say that?"

"Well first she talked about the cruise, and than CSI, and than she invited me for Thanksgiving next year but before I could answer she hung up."

"Did the conversation last about five minutes? Because than CSI's commercial ended and that is why she hung up."

"Oh," replied Drake, "So how did your chat with the old tanuki go?"

"It went," scuffed JJ, "but I did find some interesting things about the bodies from upstate. Besides that their tox-levels were higher than our current vics. It would seem that the only foreign DNA on the bodies was a brown hair that was confirmed to be the son of the couple. And upon my comparison of the child's DNA to our John Doe suspect's hair sample it is a confirmed match. But that is not all the couple was a Peter and Ana Abraham."

"Abraham? Why does it seem familiar?" questioned the elder as he threw away the empty Chinese container.

JJ smirked, "It is the same last name of a woman who grew up in this city under the guardian, Emma Miller. All courtesy of a background check, on a one Lindsey Nicole Abraham."

"I still would like a warrant," replied Drake.

"Two days."

Author's Note: Just so you know every last OC in this fic are a part of the final outcome. So was it good or bad give me your opinion please, either way one thinks is fine, Merci!

Na