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Reid liked subtlety.

From experience he knew that girls could pick up rather quickly when he was playing the game if he was too obvious. Grand gestures were never his thing and he thought them too gauche. He preferred understated methods of seduction. Anyone could easily buy a dozen roses and hand them to a girl. A master would figure out her favorite flower and handpick them if he could. Anyone could buy a box of chocolates but the savant would find out what her favorite candy was and act as if he ate it everyday then "happen" to offer her some.

That was his plan for the afternoon. He figured he would start off small and go from there. He was hoping that Tyler might be able to give him more insight that night but he wanted to get things started with Hannah. Her favorite candy was easy enough to get and he had an entire bag of the bright red confection.

He also took Sura's suggestion of showing off his shoulders to heart, sporting a dark grey wifebeater that he usually wore under his school uniform. Classes for him were over for the day but he found out Hannah's schedule by breaking into the admin office.

He found her alone in one of the biggest labs he had ever been in. This was not the biology or chemistry lab he was used to where there were a few long tables and beakers scattered through out. The lab he was currently standing in was one made for mad scientists and he could hardly believe students his age could use such a facility.

But there was one student there, complete with white lab coat and protective glasses standing in front of lab equipment he didn't even have a name for. He thought she looked particularly cute in her lab getup as well as how she tamed all her hair with a single scruncii in a puffy bun. He could easily imagine her taking the hair band out of her curls and letting them flow freely as she sexily shook her head and took off her glasses. He had the same fantasy of her in a library; the smart to sexy transition could work anywhere really, he wasn't picky.

"Hello there beautiful," he said an octave lower than his normal pitch, partly because he knew women responded to deeper voices and the other reason was because her presence washed over him. He hadn't been that close to her in over a week and his body responded accordingly. Being in such close proximity to her, his blood pumped quicker in his chest and his hands itched to let her hair down and feel its silky locks.

He expected her to turn to face him and once she realized who he was, a smile and flirtation would follow.

What actually happened stumped the hell out of him.

"You're not wearing appropriate lab attire," she said dismissively as she gave him a quick once over and went back to her work.

Caught off guard by her indifference but not deterred he tried again.

"They turned up the heat too much at this school, I needed to cool off a bit plus I have swim practice soon so I didn't bother with a shirt," he tried to indiscreetly bring attention to not only his bare shoulders but that he'd be in a small bathing suit very soon. To bring attention to the sweets in his hand, he popped a couple of the cherry flavored jelly beans into his mouth.

He was not a fan of cherry; it reminded him of the cough medicine his mother would force down his throat when he was younger. He tried his best not to spit out the medicinal flavored candy and silently offered her some.

"

You're not supposed to bring food into the lab, it can be dangerous," she said in an authoritative and clipped tone.

It didn't seem like she was falling for his charms but he was sure aroused by the assertive presence she was giving off. Her eyes were intensely upon him and he wondered if she was as confident and bossy in the bedroom.

"It's just a little candy, what the harm it could do?" he asked to try to cajole his way out of her evil yet arousing glare.

She let out a frustrated puff of air, not appreciating his cavalier and potentially hazardous attitude towards the science lab.

"Some people just don't have any deference to science," she thought darkly to herself. She was further inflamed that he thought he could just waltz into her lab time and win her over with a wife beater and some candy. She could admit that part of her wanted to run her hands over his exquisitely broad shoulders and nip at his neck as he took her on the science table. She pushed the fantasy down because she had more pride and sense of self-worth to give in too easily and throw caution to the wind.

She silently walked to the supply cabinet and grabbed a brown bottle that looked like all the other brown bottles. It contained a white substance that she had put a couple of spoonfuls into a newly unwrapped test tube. She then handed him a pair of goggles, told him to step back, took a jelly bean, turned off the lights. Afterwards she took a Bunsen burner and heated the white powder then with a pair of gloves and tongs she placed the jelly bean into the tube.

Reid had no idea what she was doing until the tube lit up like a firecracker. There was a loud whistling sound emitting from the pipe and he started to smell cotton candy in the air. After a few seconds the chemical reaction died down and she turned on the lights.

"And that's why you do notbring food into the lab and you wear appropriate clothing," she said as she pushed him out of the lab and slammed the door in his face.

He stood outside the lab and watched her go back to her work as if he had never been there.

"Well she certainly told me," he said out loud to himself as he walked to the gym to get to practice. The whole situation was a complete failure but he couldn't help feel a burgeoning respect towards the raven haired beauty. She was going to be a lot harder than he thought.

Danvers Estate…

Caleb stared at the screen, seeing the words but not truly comprehending what they meant. He thought that doing home study would be easier but it was harder to get the motivation to do his school work. He wanted nothing more than to desperately go back to bed but that wasn't an option. He had slept for ten hours and still felt as if he had run miles. His joints ached and his body felt like it weighed a thousand pounds. Getting up to move the few feet from his bed to his desk was even a challenge. He was determined to not fall behind in class but the cost of moving no longer seemed worth it.

He was barely aware of time anymore; everything seemed to be moving around him, unaware that anything was happening. Sleeping through the days, haze sets in and it all seems to run together. The break was over a week ago and Caleb felt only a couple of days had past.

He sat at his desk in nothing but blue plaid pajama bottoms, sweat glistening off his bare back. Sleep wasn't an option; only dreams of Hannah would haunt him. Being awake at all was an uphill battle but he wanted to feel like he was doing more than just existing.

Evelyn stood at the door to his room, doing everything to keep from crying. She didn't speak, knowing it would fall on deaf ears. She wouldn't mention the purple bags under his eyes, the slump of exhaustion in his shoulders, or the complete chaos in his room. Anything she said was wrong and his frustration would be taken out on the objects in his room. The normally rational and cool headed Caleb was losing his grip on his powers at an alarming frequency and she was getting desperate. She could see the little torrents of power dance over his naked skin, wanting desperately to escape its confines.

"Caleb," she said softly. "Did you want anything to eat?"

He barely registered his mother's request and couldn't fathom eating anything. Lately everything had lost its taste and felt like a rock in his stomach. He always felt famished but nothing was satisfying. Food turned into ash in his mouth and though there was an aching gnawing in him, he didn't have the appetite to accept her offer.

She knew she shouldn't say anything further but seeing the state he was in, she couldn't help what she said next,

"Mrs. Garwin has invited Hannah over to dinner, to discuss the new greenhouses and the future of the project she's doing. I was thinking of possibly doing a similar dinner…"

"A dinner or a setup?" he asked disdainfully.

"Caleb, you're getting worse everyday…"

"And who's fault is that?" he asked shortly.

The question caught Evelyn off guard and she replied angrily,

"What was I supposed to do Caleb? You were fighting a monster twice as powerful as you. Was I supposed to let him kill you?"

"Well maybe you should have!" he shouted, finally fed up with the entire ordeal. He was sick of being sick and tired all of the time. He was losing hope but too stubborn to do what was needed.

"Maybe you should have, mother," he went on. "It might have been the better choice. Let Chase take these powers, they have only ever been trouble to me. Maybe I should have just let it end that night rather than go through this slow death you've sentenced me to."

"You don't have to die Caleb!" she cried desperately, tears flowing freely as she saw the despair seep into his tired eyes. Guilt ebbed in her chest while anger swept in. She knew she had done the right thing, anything to save her son.

All Caleb could do was laugh sardonically at the situation, anything to keep from crying or destroying everything around him with his powers.

"What was your plan mother? Invite her over here knowing we'd lose control? Throw us into a confined space and wait for us to mate, like animals? I know you don't care what that'd do to me or my relationship with Sarah but have you thought about Hannah? Do you have any idea what'd that do to her? Be thrown to the wolves and used?"

"She's a witch, she's meant to be with you…"

"No, she's meant to be with a warlock. Not specifically me," he said to distinct the two.

"And she's with Tyler," he spat out with unintentional disdain.

Evelyn clung desperately to the hope that what she heard in her son's voice meant that he wasn't totally immune to Hannah's charms.

"That doesn't mean anything…"

"Of course it doesn't, does it mother? Who cares if she's with someone else, you certainly don't care I'm with someone else. Honestly, how far does your selfishness go?"

"Selfish? I have done everything in my power to save you…"

"And in the process doomed me to a life of power that is bursting me at the seams. I might have been able to manage a semi-normal life without Hannah but I have to deal with being sick all of the time and God knows what else as I get older. Father died to give me these powers. Powers I was not meant to have…all because you couldn't let me go? Because youcouldn't stand the thought of losing me? I'm starting to think that I would have been better off succumbing to Chase."

He was done talking to her, the conversation draining him of what little energy he had. He Used to slam the door shut in her face and he stumbled back into bed, going into a haunted sleep; dreams filled with a girl out of his grasp.

Evelyn's legs could no longer support her as she backed into the wall, slid down, and cried into her hands. Her son was wasting away and she felt helpless to do anything. The pain at the thought of losing him constricted her chest and she felt like she couldn't breathe, that she was drowning in air.

He was right; she was too selfish to let him go. She couldn't fathom a life without him in it. The thought of living her life in the big house filled with things she couldn't care less about frightened her. All she could see was an empty void that could never be filled.

Her son was dying and it was her fault.

Tyler was not happy with Reid once he found out what the blonde had done. Reid had to sit through half an hour of the brunette's ranting before the conversation stopped.

"Reid, please just try to be real with her. You need this. We need this," Tyler pleaded.

He didn't see what the big deal was. He had struck out, it wasn't a total disaster. He just needed to try again. Tyler had nagged about getting tested again but he still didn't think it was something he needed to do. The brunette had made himself scarce that night to give Reid another chance.

He found her room and knocked, hoping she would be more receptive to his charms. She opened the door and a wave of heat engulfed him.

It was a literal wave of heat, not just a metaphorical reaction that he had to her presence.

"Whoa, it is warm in your room," he commented, not quite believing she kept the room that hot.

"Yes, I'm used to a warmer climate. Would you like to come in?" she replied.

He was torn because she looked mouthwatering in a simple black wife beater and black pleated skirt. The temperature in her room was already uncomfortable and he hadn't even stepped into it.

He braced himself for the heat and responded that he'd love to come in. He then quickly brandished a bouquet of flowers for her and she was surprised at his selection.

"Stargazer lilies?"

"Yeah, I thought you'd like them because one, they're pretty. And I remember you going on about star watching with Tyler a couple of weeks ago. The flowers seemed like a natural choice."

"I do like them. Thank you, go on," she said, wondering where he was going with this.

Reid's first instincts were to tell her she was more beautiful than the flowers or something equally as trite. He wanted to go to his failsafe and say that he never felt like he had with anyone other than her. But those were not true. He had the attraction to her, there was no doubt about that but he had been attracted to many women and he couldn't say that the witch thing was all that different. There was the physical pull but he could separate what his body wanted and what he wanted. His body wanted the witch. At the moment he wanted Tyler and only Tyler. He fought his instincts and tried being honest.

"I really am not sure what to do."

She was pleased with the honesty and returned the favor.

"Well first off, you can stop treating me like some nerf herder from Corellia," she said didn't think she could be anymore clear.

Reid begged to differ.

"Ooooookkkkkaaaayyyy," he drew out. "I'm going to need you to explain that."

"Simply put, I don't need you to go through deceitful means to get my attention. I know you didn't happen upon me because I'm in a restricted section of the school. I can only hypothesize that you used your powers to gain entrance. I know you don't like cherry jelly bellies because it looked like you were in pain and about to throw up when you ate them. I appreciate the flowers because I do think thought went into what I might like but the goal was still pointless. Come on Reid, we can be blunt about the situation. We don't have anything in common other than an…urge we need to fulfill," she said with a low tone and making a quick look at his tenting khakis.

"I don't need you to pretend to want me for anything other than physical release as it's what I'm after as well. These games are unnecessary," she continued with a breathy tone and her eyes dilated.

The room no longer felt as stifling as his own body temperature rose under her gaze. During her speech she had gotten dangerously close to him, feeling as if he was a powder keg ready to explode. He will give her that; she had an effect on him that wasn't totally because of the magic.

He was done playing games, she wanted honestly; he was going to give her honesty. He leaned down and kissed her with all the lust and want that he had been feeling for the past several weeks. Her kiss was addicting, as if each one sated a hunger but left him wanting more because it was never enough. The hunger always returned and grew stronger with each kiss.

Reid found himself in a familiar position as he was guided to the bed and he tumbled onto it with her on top of him as he reached it. Hannah quickly straddled him and indulged her desire to feel the broad shoulders she had seen before.

His skin was smooth and soft, so delicately supple she could hardly believe it belonged to a man. But the hard muscles that lie beneath and the smell of leather and spice was purely masculine. Straddling him from a place of power gave her a heady euphoria that had her dripping in seconds. She let her natural instincts take over, swaying her hips over his hardness, wanting desperately for him to be inside her. She no longer needed a slow and steady approach. She wanted fast and fun, she wanted Reid and she wanted him then and there.

Their hands explored each others bodies, reveling in each other's touch. She had started to pry apart the oxford button down shirt he was wearing and his hands made work on relieving her of her panties. She had pulled open his shirt and ravished his neck, nipping at the exposed flesh. In her mindless haze she noticed that he had a love bite; deep purple and freshly made. She could even see clear indentations of teeth marks.

She did not believe herself in love with Reid or even infatuated. What she felt for him was pure unadulterated lust so she felt no jealousy over the other person who gave him his mark. It did bring her back to reality though and she was grateful she noticed it. The mark meant he was active with other people which she had no problem with but being sexual active with others opened the door to disease which she would not endanger herself just for a moment of passion.

"Wait," she said trying to catch her breath.

Reid barely registered her command because he was so lost in her. She had to push him away from her in order to get him to stop.

"What's the matter?" he asked, eager to get back to what they were doing.

"Did you ever get tested?" she asked knowing Tyler would have said something to him.

"Oh right. No, but we'll be fine," he said, dismissing her concerns and attempted to kiss her again.

That did not sit well with her. She pushed him away again and looked at him soundly. He groaned internally as she gave him the dreaded "look." The look that all teenage males feared and hated to see.

The look that said "I am not going to fuck you tonight" and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Look Reid, I don't need you have any feelings for me other than desire. We don't need to go out and for all I care you can pretend nothing is going on with us. But what you will do is respect me."

"I do respect…"

"And part of respecting me," she went on despite his interruption. "is knowing your status as to not pass on any disease or infection onto me. Respecting me means that you are not going to put me in danger because you're too afraid to know where you are with your body. If it's between me and my health vs. sleeping with you, I'm alwaysgoing to choose me. Do you understand?"

Seeing the determined look in her eyes, he knew that she was not going to be talked into anything without negative test results. He understood where she was coming from and he could admit that he was being irresponsible and downright disrespectful to her as a sexual partner.

The authoritative voice she had used, as she had in the lab, also turned him on beyond belief. Her voice made him want to do nothing more than to submit to her will and please her above anything else.

"OK, I'll do whatever you want."

He submitted so prettily that she almost decided to go for it and take him but she had enough self-control left not to go against her values…but she was sorely tempted to.

As much as she wanted to stay exactly where she was, she hopped off of him and went to her desk. She produced a simple one subject folder and handed it to him.

"Here's a list of what I want you checked for and places that are discreet and very fast. You should get results within a couple of days if you go tomorrow."

He defeated took the folder and was just glad it wasn't a binder. She wasn't asking for much and she was right. At the very least he owed it to her to not give her something and he knew he owed it to Tyler as well. He'd never forgive himself if he gave his best friend and lover a disease because he was too scared to get tested. So he was determined to get the whole thing over with as soon as possible and deal with the consequences if any.

He gave her a long and heated kiss goodbye, not wanting to leave but knowing it wouldn't be right to try to take advantage of the pull they had and wear her down.

She lay on her bed, lips swollen from his kisses and breathing quickly. She knew she had done the right thing but the wetness and ache between her thighs told her differently.

A/N: Yay I was able to get a chapter out! It's tough trying to do two stories at once but you guys are totally worth it. I can't promise to keep up this pace but I sure as hell will try! Hope you guys like it.

Sexually Transmitted Infections (STI's) are no joke. Don't let some hussy or man-slut tell you they're fine without any proof. We're living in that kind of world where you need it. It's not sexy to talk or write about but neither is Gonoherpasylphilaids. Be safe!