The Epilogue

Aggy once said: - Sarongs bare chests and slash please.

Lestat: - And the more you tried, the more I wanted you.

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Reid's lips hovered over Floyd's for the tiniest of moments. No surprise registered on his face. No panic or shock. He leant in deeper to the casket and placed his hands one each side of Floyd's head and kissed with a deep passion. Running his tongue over Floyd's beautiful white sharp teeth, sucking on his lip, grinding lips against lips until he thought he was going to explode.

Aaron watched Reid with growing alarm. The alarm rose somewhat as he watched Reid climb into the casket with the corpse.

"Reid stop!" He moved forwards to try to drag him out again. Tears now running freely down Aaron's face. Tears for Floyd and tears for the agony Reid must be in. It wasn't until he concentrated and wiped the wetness out of his eyes that he saw what was happening. He took a step back and wondered what had been in that smoke to cause such an hallucination. "Reid." He said softer this time. "Reid love you need to stop." Rubbing at his eyes he stepped forwards again. All he could hear was moans and whimperings but the vision had become more macabre. He was sure he could see legs wrapped around Reid's and hands running over his back.

Aaron jumped back again. "Oh." Were his words, but his thoughts were suddenly of the box of Floyd's things sitting in the corner of the bedroom and of this things taken their place. "Oh." He repeated and ran to the bedroom. Aaron moved at lightening speed putting Floyd's things back where they had been and quickly moving his own to the back of the chair. He had just finished when he heard an almighty crash from the lounge.

Hotch ran back again and saw the casket on its side and Reid and Floyd laying hugging. They looked over at Hotch and Floyd put out a hand to him. In a slightly croaky voice. "Join us Aaron." Aaron walked over slowly and knelt on the floor.

"I have a better idea. If you are feeling up to it. Can you stand?"

Floyd grinned. He showed his teeth. He didn't often smile like this. This was a genuine smile.

Spencer moved away and stood up putting a hand down so Floyd could stand. Flanders pulled himself up and stood between his two men. Hotch moved to stand in front of him and started to unbutton Floyd's waist coat. "You need a shower to get rid of that smell they gave you."

Reid stood behind Aaron and pulled Hotch's jacket off. He then moved his hands around in front of Aaron so as Hotch undressed Floyd, Spencer was undressing Hotch.

Once done they both turned to Reid who was still standing fully dressed and wide eyed. This time Floyd stood in front of Reid and Hotch behind as they slowly stripped Spencer.

Then the trio walked to the bathroom. The big shower was turned on and they stood together. Floyd in the middle as they slowly soaped him down. Aaron took the back and Reid the front.

Floyd felt tired but actually maybe this was one of those rare occasions he felt happy. He had no plans – he had no ulterior motive – he was just experiencing pure unadulterated pleasure in the hands of the two men he had pulled in and now could never let go. Not even death would keep them apart now.

He tipped his head back as Aaron washed his hair and Spencer kissed the scar on his neck.

They dried each other in turn and wrapped the obligatory sarongs around hips and then went and sat on the couch. Spencer though went to the kitchen and brought back three tubs of Butter Pecan Ben and Jerry's. Aaron leaned against Floyd and Spencer lay down with his head on Floyd's lap and they watched cartoons until the sun came up.

Lestat: - One happy family.

NO MORE! no more no more no more no no no no no……This is completely IT….finished. If there are ends that need tying…tough.

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