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"Ryan Jonathan Wolfe when were you planning on telling me that you'd spent a night with the Russians?" The woman shouted.

"I am just starting to come to terms with it myself so I apologize if I haven't been too forthcoming with information." Ryan said dryly.

"I'm sorry." The woman said softer. "Are you okay baby?" Ryan sighed and rubbed his tired eyes.

"Yeah Alexx I'm okay. I'm just a little tired that's all."

"And has Horatio sent you for a check up yet?"

"No. Don't pretend he cares." Ryan said spitefully.

"Oh baby. Rick told me you're going home for a while."

"Yeah. I need to see them."

"Well say hi to that sweet husband of yours for me."

"I will Alexx. I'll see you in a month yeah?"

"Yeah. Be careful baby."

"I will Alexx. I promise."

"Thank you."

"I'll call you when I land okay?"

"Yeah. Bye baby."

"Bye." Ryan hung up and finished his coffee. He washed the mug and put it away before padding upstairs.

Ryan flopped down on his queen sized bed and sighed. He sat up and stared as his reflection in the full length mirror Attached to a sliding door on his wardrobe. He was a mess. His skin had turned a deathly shade of white which made the dark circles under his eyes stand out even more. He took out his mobile again and dialled.

"Lorcán Wolfe parle bonjour."

"Papi c'est Ryan." The young man said.

"Tenez fils. Laissez-moi Timothy." « Hang on son. Let me go and get Timothy. » Ryan heard the phone clatter and be picked back up.

"Ryan?" The older man said.

"Yeah Tim. It's me."

"Are you okay? You sound ill."

"I'm coming home Tim. I'm coming home for a month."

"You didn't answer my question cub. Are you okay?"

"I am now I've spoken to you."

"God Ryan will you just answer the question."

"I spent a night with the Russian mob." Ryan whispered almost inaudibly. There was silence on the other end of the line.

"Have you been to the hospital?" The older man finally asked.

"No. I hoped your mum would look me over when I got to France."

"I'll let her know."

"Thank you. You won't tell anyone else will you? They'll worry."

"No. I won't tell anyone else handsome."

"Thank you."

"Be careful Ry."

"I will. I'll see you in a couple of days."

"Yeah. See you soon. I love you."

"I love you too Tim."

"Bye." The older man said before hanging up. Ryan listened to the continuous hum before dropping the phone to the floor. He laid back down on the bed and sighed. He stayed like that for half an hour before getting up and taking out a small suitcase.

Ryan wheeled the suitcase out of his Mediterranean style house in the art district. He jumped into the silver van with fake plates and drove off towards the flat that according to his police file was his home. He had phoned Frank and Rick and arranged a staged kidnapping from his fake home downtown. He pulled on a black ski mask and jumped out of the van to meet Frank outside the house.

"We go in, I swap places with Rick then I need you to give me a bloody nose and drag me out with Rick."

"Ryan why the hell are you going through all of this trouble?"

"Because I need to disappear Frank." The two entered the house where they met Rick. Rick ad Ryan swapped clothes and Rick pulled on the ski mask while they were both shouting and Frank was messing up the living room. Frank and Rick then grabbed hold of Ryan and Frank punched his nose before dragging the young man outside and throwing him in the van.

"I'll see you soon okay?" Ryan said to the two men. "Thank you so much for everything." The two men nodded and watched as Ryan disappeared into the crowd in the airport.

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