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Despite the searing, horrific pain in his left shoulder, Warren pulled himself off of the floor and onto the couch. Using the cushions as leverage, he pushed himself to his feet. He ran outside, gun in hand.
The white suited bastard had Cody, still unconscious, in the trunk with the hood open. He was busy binding Cody's hands with a belt. The asshole must have felt that he had all the time in the world. "He thinks he killed me." Thought Warren, as he hid behind a bush.
Wincing in pain, Patrick raised his good arm and fired. The evil Cajun fell to the ground dead. He had been shot through the heart.
Warren ran to Cody leaving a trail of blood in his wake. The Cajun had already gagged and blindfolded the wrestler before he'd bound his hands. Patrick gently shook The Dashing One until he was back to consciousness. He removed the bandanna from the groggy young man's mouth, and then kissed him passionately.
Cody did not necessarily respond, but he did not resist either. When the kiss was concluded, Warren removed the blindfold, and gazed lovingly into Cody's grateful eyes. The young man looked up at Warren and smiled. The assassin thought that his heart would melt.
"You know I let you kiss me because you've saved my life so many damn times over the past two days, right? He reached up and touched W's cheek."I can't give you what you need, and deserve Warren. It just isn't in me."
Patrick kissed his hand. "I know baby. I know."
"I thought you were dead. I'm glad you're not, and we need to get you to a hospital."
"Let me untie you first. It will take some time since I'll have to do it one handed. Wait…..I'll take you inside, and cut the belt off there."
"But your shoulder!"
"I'll take the pain." Warren cradled Cody in his arms, and carried him inside the house. He found a very sharp knife in the kitchen, and sliced away at the belt binding Rhode's wrists.
"Let me drive you to a hospital. If you really care about how I feel, you'll let me do that."
"Ok sweetie. Ok." He was in a lot of pain, and losing much blood. The hospital sounded like a grand idea to him.
Warren handed Cody his keys, and the beautiful hostage helped him to the car.
Epilogue:
Cody had stayed at the medical center all through Warren's emergency surgery. He was right there next to the bed when the assassin woke up in the hospital bedroom.
They talked for hours about the future. Warren agreed to get a different "career" where killing was not involved. Cody told him that if he kept his promise, he would not tell anyone what had happened to him over the last few days.
Warren did what was needed to recuperate from being shot. Cody got him a security job in the WWE, and the two became good friends. They would hang out together from time to time, as buddies, not lovers.
When Rhode's introduced Warren to one of his gay friends, oh boy, the sparks did fly.
I hope that you've enjoyed this story. I've enjoyed writing it.