Read. Enjoy. Reviwe.
Rabies,
Tye.
Remember pt 2
The man in the picture wasn't related to Jesse, and when you looked closely you could see the difference. The nose was a little bigger, the lips fuller, the checks thinner and such. But the similarity was there, and it was enough to get Shalimar worked up.
"That's it, we're calling Adam!" she said for the tenth time as she paced back and forth, clenching and unclenching her fists.
"Shalimar, it's just a coincidence…." Jesse started calmly but stopped when Shalimar made a sound half way between a cry and laugh.
The feral stalked her way to the table where the boys were seated and grabbed a pile of folders. She rummaged through them and pulled out the crime scene photos, tossing each one down for the boys to look a. "Just a coincidence?! Just a coincidence?! They all look exactly like you!"
"She's got a point Jess," Brennan chimed in.
Jesse sighed and ran a hand through his hair, "Yeah they do…"
"It means he knows you're alive! He's obsessed with you!" Shalimar raged on.
"Then all the more reason why I should be looking for him. You can use me as bait," was Jesse's matter-of-fact reply.
Both Shalimar and Brennan's jaw dropped at the statement and they started at the molecular dumbfounded.
"Are you shitting me?" Shalimar asked when she could finally speak again.
"No. I'm serious."
"Jess, this guy thought you were dead and now he must have found out you're not. That's got to be like a blow to his ego or something…he's not going to make the same mistake again. The next time he gets his hands on you, he's going to kill you," Brennan added.
Jesse shrugged, "I know. But that's only if he gets his hands on me. He can't get me if you two get him."
"So what? You're just going to hang out in the open, see if you can atract him and pray that we know it's him?"
"Do you remember what his sent is?" Jesse asked.
Shalimar was a little taken aback by the question and she had to think about it for a moment. Reluctantly she said, "Yes, I remember his sent."
Jesse shrugged again, "Then tomorrow we hit the clubs. If he sticks to his MO he had a cycle, a club a night, I'll see where he's been and see where he might go."
And with that all discussion on the matter was closed. Shalimar and Brennan exchanged looks, there was no way to talk Jesse out of this; they only hope that they wouldn't end up regretting it.
It was late, and most of Sanctuary was asleep. But for one member the nightmares that faced him were enough to keep him from resting. Jesse sat in front of his usual computer screen but he stared into space. All the crime scene photos and the police reports had awakened his subconscious and it was now playing a blur of memories, leaving his mind to sort them out. Unfortunately for Jesse, his mind was sorting them.
To say that it hurt was an understatement. There had been no real foreplay, no preparation, just a violent thrust causing him to cry out. He could feel a scaly hand on his cock stroking and groping him in time with the thrusts and it made his body ach. It wasn't a pleasant feeling; it wasn't exciting or even remotely nice. It was painful and dirty and he fought the orgasm that was coming…
Two scaly hands kept his legs pinned as a mouth roughly worked his cock into an erection. Several groans escaped him as teeth gnawed his sensitive limb. It was only a matter of time before he'd come….
He couldn't breathe around the organ that was being forced into his mouth. He could feel the come dripping down the back of his throat and it made him gag. As a result his mouth would involuntarily suck and his tongue, desperate to keep from being swallowed, would begin to toy with the organ. It took a minuet or two, but finally It orgasmed, flooding his mouth… 'at least now he'll let me breathe' he thought…
It must have sensed how close he was to passing out because he had stopped and pulled out of him. Now the two sat, It cradling him in his lap as he fondled him. Soft whimpers escaped his throat at the unwanted attention and he heard the sick slither/laugh again that made his blood run cold it wasn't a moment latter that he felt It's hot tongue forcing itself into his mouth he pulled away abruptly a few moments later and whispered, "You're special…. You're very special" before continuing…
A hand touched Jesse's shoulder and pulled him back to the present time. Wide and frightened blue eyes looked up into soothing and comforting brown eyes. "It's alright Jess, you're safe," Brennan said softly as he crouched down to Jesse's height so that they were face to face. "You're safe."
Jesse gave a quick nod and took a deep breath as he looked away from Brennan back to the computer. "Club Miami is the next place. It's the only club from the first time he was here that he hasn't gone back to yet. If he keeps to his pattern that's where he'll be."
"Good work, now will you go to bed?" Brennan asked, glancing at the computer's clock. It was well passed two am.
"I can't sleep…" Jesse said quickly as the memories speed through his mind again.
Brennan sighed, "You need to. There's no way in hell that Shalimar or I will let you be bait tomorrow if you're exhausted."
"But Brennan…" Jesse's said, sounding more like a young child then an adult, "I see him… I…I remember…" Jesse's eyes began to water and his body began to tremble.
Brennan pulled the younger man up from his seat and into a protective embrace. "You're safe…I'll keep you safe." he said as he tried to sooth away Jesse's fear. He felt Jesse shivering and he could feel his head shaking.
"I just want it to stop…please, just make it stop…." Jesse whimpered.
"What? Jesse, make what stop?" Brennan asked as he pushed Jesse back slightly so he could see his face. Looking in the younger man's eyes it was easy to tell that Jesse wasn't there at the moment. "Jess, snap out of it Jess," he said, trying to stay calm. He felt helpless watching the play of emotions on Jesse's face and he couldn't think of anything to do.
Jesse whimpered, snapping Brennan out of his thoughts and back to Jesse. "Come on Jess, you're safe now, I've got you…you're safe…" Brennan kept the comforting murmur up for several minutes until Jesse's body relaxed.
"God…" Jesse breathed as he pulled away from Brennan, he sunk down in his chair, still shaking, "No…no…no…no…"
"Jess?" Brennan said, again crouching down to be eyelevel with Jess.
"I…it's just…it was too much…I'm sorry…I'm just…."
Brennan put his fingers lightly against Jesse's lips and shook his head, "You keep saying you're sorry when you have nothing to be sorry for. What happened wasn't you're fault…"
"I'm so sick of hearing that…" Jesse breathed, "I'm so tired of that…the truth is that I put myself in the situation and I hesitated and…"
"And what? You let it happen? You let him rape you? If I remember correctly he paralyzed you. That doesn't sound like you let him do anything," Brennan gave a moment for his words to sink in before he continued, "Stop punishing yourself for what happened to Kelly. You may have talked her into going back there, but you didn't make the choice for her. If she hadn't been a good person then she would have run off and left you hanging. You can't blame yourself every time something goes wrong."
"Want to bet?" Jesse said with a half hearted smirk, earning a glare from Brennan. "You know what he said to me?" Jesse said a minute later, "He said about three things to me the entire time but the thing that bothered me the most was "You're special." I…I don't know, I don't know anything. I'm too tired to think."
"Then why don't you get some sleep?" Brennan asked as he pulled the younger man to his feet.
"I don't know if I can…" was the timid reply.
"I'll be there…" Brennan whispered as he brought Jesse in closer to him.
For some reason Brennan's words, the feel of his body, and the smell of his skin did wonders to sooth away Jesse's nightmares and lull him into an almost sleep like trance.
"Hey, no sleeping yet," Brennan teased as the two made their way to Jesse's room, "You have to get to your bed first."