Horatio threw his head back in pleasure when the needle pierced his skin. The heroin coursed through him,calming him down and taking over his body instantly. Envy just smiled.

While the redhead was busy taking in the feeling of the heroin,Envy leaned in and bit into the redhead's neck. He had wanted to taste the heroin in his blood for a while now. Horatio whimpered,but didn't fight. They had made a deal;Envy would get to drink from him and in return,Horatio received the heroin.

Instead of fighting,Horatio,in his drug induced state,ran his free hand through the vampire's hair and urged him to continue. Envy inwardly laughed and drank more than usual from his slave.

When he took in the blood of the redhead,he could literally taste the heroin;sweet and salty mixed with his blood. Soon Envy became addicted and before he killed the man,he pulled away. Envy watched the last of the heroin in the syringe sink into Horatio's veins before he took the needle away,stood and went to the small table. He didn't even roll up his sleeve;just jammed a needle into his arm.

He felt the drug rush through him,and he immediately understood why humans became addicted to it. His eyes dilated,and he staggered for a bit. Suddenly he felt someone steady him before he fell. He knew who it was. Horatio nuzzled his neck and reached for a syringe. One dose of 40 milligrams wasn't enough. He needed more.

Envy smiled. His plan was working. But he was going to have get more of the heroin since he enjoyed the feeling it gave. Horatio rammed the second needle into his arm and felt the rush before it died down and he felt normal again.

It had been a few days since the redhead had gone missing,and because he was high on the heroin,his mind was polluted,and the thought of his team hadn't reached him even once. Envy had gotten comfortable enough that he let the redhead walk around the abandoned house freely.

Both human and vampire were high out of their minds,and Envy began to ignore the amount of heroin Horatio consumed.

Natalia sat at the table in the break room,her head buried in her hands. She was worried beyond belief. The team had found nothing so far that would lead them to their boss.

Frank was swamped in paperwork;now he knew how Horatio felt.

Suddenly Eric stepped into the break room. ''Natalia...?''

The brunette sighed and rubbed her forehead. ''What is it,Eric?''

''We have someone who just came in,and they're claiming that they saw Envy.''

Natalia launched up,the worry gone from her eyes. ''Great! Does this mean we can find Horatio tonight?!''

''I wish we could,but it's dark out,and it's also nine o'clock.''

''Eric,we need to get out there.''

''We can't. It has to wait until morning.'' ''But-'' ''-Natalia,we have to wait until morning. Stetler's orders.''

Natalia sighed and stomped out.

Envy glared at the man in front of him. ''You're sure this is the last of it?''

''Absolutely.'' Envy looked into the paper bag. There were only three syringes in it. Just enough for him,but not enough for his prisoner. Then he thought for a minute. His plan to stop the heroin abruptly might just work since Horatio was at the height of his tolerance. He had begun craving for 80 milligrams in stead of forty.

''This just might work.'' ''Yeah,but what about you? You're on it,too.'' ''Yes,but I can stop anytime I want and not go through withdrawal. It's my 'friend' that can't. And how can you tell I'm on it?''

''Your eyes are dilated.'' Envy chuckled. ''Well,this will work just fine.''

He dismissed the man he bought the heroin from and ventured back inside. Stepping into Horatio's room,he saw that the redhead was asleep. Envy took one syringe out of the bag and jammed it into his own arm. He took the others and dumped them onto the small table. Combined with the two new doses,there were nine syringes on the table.

Envy then approached the sleeping redhead and handcuffed his wrists together. A gut feeling told him that tomorrow the police would find them. The team would find Horatio,but they would have such a hard time trying to calm him down because by morning,the redhead would need more of it,and with his hands cuffed together,he wouldn't be able to get to the syringes.

But he wasn't worried.

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