2015: If you have been following my story, in the process of rewriting I have deleted old chapters so there's no confusion while reading - it killed me a little bit to delete them, but I did it…for the story! *unbridled sobbing* almost half a decade of views! Sorry for all the changes, delays and long waits (and the fact that you may have to re-read from Chapter 4), but I hope you all stick around and enjoy the story! *SOB*

Ariana Grande, The Weeknd - Love Me Harder
Starsailor – Fidelity
Ghost loft - So high

Chapter 7 – All I have To Do Is Dream

"Leon?" Angela had woken up to the feeling of cool water running down her body and a warm body pressed against hers. She couldn't remember the events leading up to this moment and when she had opened her eyes Leon had been standing in front of her. For a terrifying moment she thought she was back in Harvardville trying to escape the transformed Curtis and then she realised that was in the past and that this was probably just a dream. The hard side of his body was pressed firmly against her centre, his thigh between her legs and his powerful arms braced beside her to pin her against the cool tiles. He was shirtless and the water ran down his muscular chest in rivulets.

"I'm sorry that it turned out like this Angela," he said.

His eyes bore into her causing her pulse to quicken in response. If she had been feeling dazed and lightheaded before, the sensations she was experiencing now heightened the dream-like feel of her current state. Her body felt foreign to her and the feeling of the cold water was like pins piercing her quivering body, numbing it but making it more aware of the heat seeping into her body from his. His words took her back to the thoughts she'd had during the past few days she realised his presence, whether real or imaginary, lessened the emotions of loss she felt. Fantasy or not she wouldn't lose this opportunity to be close to him again. "It is what it is" she said bringing her hand up to his face to stroke it.

He rested his forehead against hers and her hand slowly strayed down his neck, smoothed over his chest to feel the muscles tensing beneath the surface of his skin before tracing a path over the bare flesh. Her hand stopped to rest flat on the taut muscles of his stomach. His eyes had closed at the sensation of her delicate fingers ghosting across his body, but he had lifted his head when her hand stopped. He could feel the heat emanating from her body, soaking into the skin that had been cooled alongside hers under the cold water. They held each other's gaze both savouring the intimate sensation of the calling that their bodies felt for each other. The proximity reminded him of the moment he had saved her from falling into the abyss. However, this time there was no bulky uniform and the wet fabric of their clothing did nothing to conceal their bodies from each other. He could feel just how perfectly her body fit against his, soft and feminine, voluptuous and supple. It drove him wild, but he would fight himself – he wouldn't touch her any more than he already was, no matter how hard it was he would not move until she wanted more. He had to consider the fact that she probably wasn't able to make sound decisions in her condition, but he found he couldn't resist when she raised her other hand to gently pull him to her.

Their lips moved hesitantly against each other's at first, but as they deepened the kiss and they could taste each other their movements became more fervent. His hand moved to support her head and he took everything her mouth could offer him. His other arm dropped to tightly clasp her slim waist to him and it took all of his self-control to stop himself from devouring all of her.

Angela didn't shy away from his desire as his mouth dominated hers, instead grasping onto him more firmly. She moaned and rejoiced in the feeling of contentment that spread throughout her. She was on a high and all she could think of was how right it felt to be in his arms. It was a welcome fantasy and she let herself fall deeper into it as her hands explored his exposed skin, nails gently scraping across his chest.

Leon broke the kiss and took in a shuddering breath of air, he was close to losing himself to the intensity of the feelings stirred within in. Her next words sealed his fate, however.

"Leon, I want to feel more of you, I want you…"

"I told you not to screw up. Did you think I wasn't serious? Well, I have no use for anything that can't follow simple instructions. Three, put him in with the rest."

There was a look of sheer horror on the man's face. The burliest of the three other men in the room him punched him in the gut before knocking him out and dragging him into another room.

"He couldn't have foreseen a skilled opponent stopping him from carrying out his task."

"Humph. He was starting to annoy me…and he was pretty thick." The burly man re-entered the room shortly after and nodded to inform them that the job had been done. "Good. Now then Three, I hope you've learnt from Four's mistakes. Don't return without results and no scenes or witnesses, though I'm not averse to more material…"

Leon contemplated Angela's face as she slept. She looked a mess and yet she still seemed to glow. He had wanted her so strongly that he almost lost control when she had said she wanted him, but he could never take advantage of her in her current condition. Well any more than he already had, he guiltily added. He had let his desire (and possibly lust) get the better of him for a while, but he had managed to snap himself back to reality. She had been drugged and was vulnerable - she probably wasn't aware of what she was doing. So he made her get out of the shower and wrapping a large towel around her, he kissed her on the forehead before telling her that she needed to get dry first. Fortunately, the sedatives and fatigue must have caught up with her because as he was rubbing her down with the towel she was struggling to stay upright and awake. Melissa then took over, helping her to get into something dry as he gave her some privacy and dried himself off as well. The doctor was in another room to allow them some space. He had said he would come by every hour to check on her, but otherwise had let them watch her for any changes in her condition.

Melissa had meant to be the one with her in the shower to help get her body temperature under control, but Angela's abductor had sprained her shoulder when he flipped her. Instead she was taking the first shift to watch over her as Leon got some sleep. However, when Leon made to sleep on the couch, she snorted, "Mr Kennedy. You can sleep on the bed next to her. After all you're just lying next to her, not on top of her and if her moans and murmurs of 'Leon' are anything to go by this is hardly the most intimate thing that you've been doing with her tonight."

Leon tried to explain his actions, but found that words failed to come to his defence.

"I see you have the decency to look contrite and I'm glad you have the sense not to make up some lame excuse. Even if she's got something going on with you, it's not right to do something when she isn't able to properly consent to it."

"So why didn't you put a stop to it?"

"I…because I thought I would be denying her something that she wanted. I don't know whether it was the right or wrong thing to not do, but I've got to at least say it, because I'm not going to pretend I didn't let it happen. And I'm going to be honest with Angela when she's properly awake."

"Melissa, it's probably best that you don't tell her that I was here."

"Not only does that sound very suspicious, but chances are she's not going to forget a steamy little session like that. Unless you were doing something that she didn't actually want to do."

"I don't know about that, but it's more that I don't want to bring up any painful memories that she might prefer she not remember."

"Like about her family?" Angela had mentioned a man that had made a big impression on her and Melissa couldn't help but wonder if Leon was the man that her friend couldn't get out of her mind.

"Yes. I was with her when her brother…" he hesitated slightly, not knowing how much to reveal of the matter, "died. I'm only guessing, but I think her being here may be related to what happened. I won't be staying till the morning so it's your choice what you tell her, but you've obviously gotten to know her quite well and I believe whatever you decide to do will be the best for her."

"And what if I said that I think you both should be together I tell her as much?"

"I have a duty to protect the public and it has to come first. Being with me would only end in her getting hurt and she deserves more than that."

As Leon was preparing to leave the studio apartment in the early hours of the morning, he bent to brush some hair out of Angela's face when Angela grabbed his hand.

"Curtis, where is he? I need to give him his present."

She appeared to still be half asleep and Leon didn't want to risk upsetting her at this stage. He rested his hand against her cheek as he answered her, "He went home early. You'll see him again sometime, so don't worry, rest easy." As she smiled in response and fell back asleep he bent down and kissed her forehead. He didn't think too deeply over the emotion that Angela conjured up within him. He didn't have the luxury and trying to comprehend what he felt for Angela or Ada wasn't an option. Angela's attempted abductor hadn't been a sexual predator – he was trained and Leon had a feeling that the man and the new group were the ones responsible behind the string of disappearances in the area. He had to put personal matters aside. Looking back at the door, however, before walking away he realised this was the second time he'd be leaving her when she was vulnerable, but it was for the best. He'd only bring up old memories and feelings which she probably didn't want to deal with right now. It was tempting to visit her later, especially since he might be based in the area soon, but he knew he shouldn't, not if he cared for her, it was one of the reasons why he stayed away in the first place; his work was hazardous and if something happened to him, he couldn't stomach the thought of hurting her. Resigned to his fate, he walked out the building, thankful for this last chance to be close to her again.