I do not own them. It's almost sad. But alas, that's my lot.

And...convo picked up is continued directly form last chapter, so you might was to read back a little. It's been awhile. Sorry about that.

"Yeah, I think I do need to. And you can come with me." Diana found herself yanked rudely off the desk. Dee dragged her out of the room, leaving Ryo to sit with the paperwork and his own miserable thoughts.

"What the hell was that about?" Out in the hall, Diana dug her stilettos into the linoleum floor and took possession of her arm again.

"I need you to help me follow up on some of this." He waved the case file in front of her face. "You got a problem with that?"

"Not at all, handsome. But you aren't going to ask your partner? He was there, too, you know."

"Yeah, I know. Come on."

Dee let Diana drive him back to the club. At 7 a.m., no one but the cleanup crew and the guys who were too smashed to hail cabs were hanging around. He got out of the car a block away, told her to wait for him. The odds of anything happening were slim to none, but he was looking for some action. It would let him burn off some steam.

"Hey!" He called over the first broom-pushing lackey he came across. The guy eyed him up and down, taking his good old time about getting over there. Dee longed to flip his badge out and maybe rough the guy up a little, slap cuff on him (which he could surely find a reason for later), but he resisted. His gun was stashed discretely inside his shirt. He was just another guy, albeit an incredibly hot one. He knew.

"What can I help you with?" It would have been nice to crack those crooked teeth out of his smile, but instead he thumbed his lips, as if considering, then refused his silent offer with a sign.

"I'm looking for Benny." Benny Alveres, according to the file he'd read.

The broom-pusher looked disappointed for a minute, then quickly lost interest. "You can wait in the back." Even from where he was standing, Dee could see the stick figure male and female signs that signaled bathrooms. He thanked him with a smirk and moved off. Hopefully Benny was feeling last night's drinks and would give Dee a little time to look around.

He was loath to touch the door handle, not wanting to imagine how many guys before him had without washing their hands. He wasn't a clean freak, but he definitely knew when something was too dirty.

"Allow me, princess." He knew it had to be Benny before he even turned around. His voice was just as greasy as he'd imagined.

"A gentleman?"

"You bet your sweet ass." And by the time the words were out, he'd gotten very acquainted with Dee's ass via a casual grope as he ushered him into the bathroom. This one sure didn't have qualms about being physical.

Dee kept himself from pulling away until Benny released him to lock the door.

"You like your privacy?" Dee reclined slightly against the wall, letting his body start to talk. Benny liked what it was saying.

"I'll prop it open if that's what gets you off." He toyed with the buckle of Dee's belt.

"Nah, this is fine." His heart skipped a beat when he thought Benny had brushed against his gun, but he continued to tease the belt.

"Good. Now how'd you happen to wander in here, gorgeous? I've never done you before. I'd have remembered that face."

"Referral."

"From?"

"Never caught his name," Dee smirked. Benny's hands slid from his belt and into Dee's pockets before he could stop him. He pulled out his wallet.

"You got cash?"

"Plenty. If you've got what I want."

"Baby, you don't worry about that." He let the wallet drop back in without opening it, so he never saw the police badge.

Dee hated letting Benny take the lead, pushing him roughly into a stall and against the wall while he finally unbuckled the belt. Dee didn't have submission in him. It was almost sad that this was the most action he'd got in days and he wanted it to stop, but it would be hard to explain away sex in a bathroom with a slimeball in the name of good police work.

Benny turned Dee around before he dropped his pants. Dee could ignore his instinct to ask.

"So, when did you know?"

"Know what?" he grunted.

"That you were gay."

He didn't have time to react unsuspiciously to being pulled away and slammed forcefully back into the wall.

"I ain't no fucking fruit," he cursed.

Dee rubbed his jaw. Benny had definitely bit at that. Dee arched his body, pressing back into Benny, who shoved him to the wall again, with the same force.

"Hey, man, that's cool. I'm only bi, too." A sharp crack was his reward.

"I said I ain't no fucking fruit!" He grabbed Dee too tight- tight enough to bruise. He pinned him underneath his body and went to yank down his pants, but the cop had had enough.

Benny's face cushioned Dee's elbow from the stall door behind him. He let out a strangled scream, but Dee made quick work of him, and in the end he dragged his unconscious body out of the bathroom and called Diana from the club door. It seemed like everyone had left when Benny and him went into the bathroom.

"Jesus, Dee!" she swore, slamming on the breaks and leaving skid marks as she pulled up.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"That's good, because the captain's going to want you in once piece so he can break you for this." She helped him lift Benny into the car, then climbed behind the driver's seat.

"So..." She couldn't help but look at him and laugh. He was such a reckless idiot. "He really does like it rough, then?"

"Shut the hell up."

"Aw, you didn't have fun in there?" She tapped her nose. "I get it. You had to be on the bottom, didn't you?"

Dee glared threateningly, but she only laughed in his face.

"I'm telling Ryo. Now that you're broken in, he might want to give domination a whirl." That was the end of their joking. Dee wouldn't look at her, and she realized too late that she'd crossed a line.

She could tell him whatever the hell she wanted. As of now, they were over anyway.

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