Chapter 2

"If that punk bastard is not out here in two minutes," V ranted only taking a breath when he took a hit off his hand rolled. "I'm going to go in there and give him some fist-to-elbow action." Another drag and more pacing. "And not the pleasurable type, true?"

John tensed, i seen what he was thinking, and because of all his blood inside me, i felt it even more. He visualized V punching Quinn, then John as stupid as he knew, would go and try like hell to pull him off and then the real fight would began.

V looked at John in the eyes. "You sure you ready to dance with Devil, John?"

Me being me, i straighted and looked at the brother grabbing my GLOCK. He hurts my Hellren and the not so nice side of me will have him on knees relieving the pain he once had when he took a swan-dive off his penthouse balcony. The big Brother flinched, recovered and stared at me in disbelief.

"True," i replied. V did not scare me, i understand his not liking me. I had Butch, his glare intensified. OK, OK, i had HIS Butch, but that was a long, long time ago in galaxy far far away. Back before John came into my life, even before he was the small pre-tans that just stared at me. Me and V smirked together, I decided to allow V to relive my memory, hell it was only fair.

"As long as we are clear," V smiled my way, than looked at John who was fuming. John would wait until we was alone than shout in his mind to me that he don't need me to fight his battles. If only he could see that i don't mean too. People just don't fuck with what is MINE.

V clapped him on the shoulders, "Sorry, my Man. It just a little tense right now. The noggin is starting to do its own thing, without my permission. Forgive me."

John nodded his head but stared at door. Great, this was going to be a long fucking night, and even longer day.

sorry, the one word apology the Brother sent my way. He knew what was in-store for me, by the stiffness in John, and i don't mean in his pants. Although that was my favorite kind. My face flushed, because i remembered how he woke me up this evening from the inside out. My nipples perked, my core started to drip, ruining Johns boxer briefs i was wearing under my leather. I had to always have something of his on me(or in me) at all times MMMMM, my Hellren, Johns nostrils flared, and his bonding scent bombarded my nose, making me lick my teeth. Yes, tonight was going to be a very very long night.

I could feel John's relief when Butch walked out of the cesspool of bar with Quinn at his side. God Quinn looked like shit. The guys eyes were red from what must have been tears. Damn the boy was breaking down. I was trying to be understanding, but he did bring this all on himself.

"He wasn't ready," was V's low response to my thinking.

Quinn walked up to John, not looking any of us in the eye, and fell into Johns embrace.

"I just don't want to feel sometimes, is that so wrong." John kissed his best friend on the top of the head and held him.

Saxton pulled his hands out of Blay briefs, but gently rubbed up his lover side. "I am sorry." I whispered in my lovers ear. Blay just stayed limp, and stared into his closet. FUCK ME I knew I was making a mistake by bringing IT up, Quinn was taboo subject, something that was not allowed to be talked about. I'm not stupid or delusional, Blaylock was still in love with Quinn, MY cousin. He tried to hide it, but i could tell by the lack of direct eye contact, but how they both stared at each other out of the corner of their eyes, how Blay went rigid whenever that bastard walked into a room, and sagged in relief when IT would leave. No matter how understanding I am, it was killing me too. I was starting to fall in love with this red haired warrior, with those beautiful kind eyes, and gentle manner. How fiercely loyal Blaylock was to everyone. Saxton knew he was getting in way to deep with Blay when he would spend every evening at the Brotherhood mansion, when Blay was out fighting, pacing with other shellans. He laughed, did he really think he could mate with this male. This beautiful warrior of worth? Nothing ever went right in his life.

"its fine," Blay said roughly. Turning around in Saxton's embrace,those deep eyes doing strange things to Saxton's body. "I've been in-love with the same male my entire life," he broke the eye contact and left Saxton's embrace to go sit on the bed. Saxton couldn't believe it, Blay was going to openly talk about Quinn. "I try to get over it, get away from him." Blay was looking at the carpet by my feet, not my eyes, he noticed. "Saxton, i do try, and i enjoy the time we share. I know it hurts to watch me pine after someone of your blood, and i am sorry. I just cant stop." He looked at me then. I seen it all before, the pain, the shame, the self loathing.

"I know, Blaylock beautiful warrior. I know how you feel, i shouldn't push you."

Blay stood up and wrapped his arms around me, the embrace was warm and felt amazing. His beautiful flawless hand brushed my cheek, i took a chance and glanced up at his eyes.

"Saxton, can we still try? I know i am a bastard, and i have more baggage than, than..."

I had to smile watching Blay try and be witty, poor beautiful baby. More time, my warrior just needs more time. Surely i can give him that, easily, and i will suffer with him, but i will help get over IT, i will.

"Shhh, Blaylock," kissing his lips. "We can still try."

Blay replied, by deepening his kiss.

We pulled up in the SUV, damn it I love that cop, but it sucks that he cant dematerialize. V thought as they pulled into the parking garage. Xhex that demon female was driving Quinn's Hummer with John still holding Quinn in the backseat. I wonder how she did that, how she could watch John kiss Quinn and show him affection. V glanced over at Butch and answered his own question. The female called him out tonight. His mind was back before he met his shallan. Not like he didn't love Jane, he did, she was his number one, and he couldn't live in a world that she didn't exist. Wow what a sap, he was quoting teenage vampire novels. But Butch was haunting his thoughts again, and he told her about it after he woke up rock hard panting Butches name. She wasn't mad, and she made him pay for calling out the cops name. Well pay for it away he didnt mind making payments.

You love him so much," she whispered in his ear than licked his neck as she handcuff him to the rack. V shivered, looking up at her as she put on Butch's wool Red Sox Cap. "You have the right to remain silent," she had said.

His bonding scent started pouring out of him, as he hopped out of the SUV on too the pavement.

"Whoa V, don't start to early, she just on the opposite side of that door." Butch smirked, as he walked up to his best friend. Quinn's tears had dried on the black tshirt but left a stain. V felt that small twinge, well large twinge of jealousy again. Marked by another man.

V punched Butch in the arm. If you cant fuck him, beat em. He thought quickly, but he knew he didn't want to fuck his roommate, he wanted his roommate too..

"Owww, Fucker!"

V smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. I am such a fucking pervert, I'm sick and twisted, and still in love with my best friend.

V sighed as he open the door not waiting for Xhex, John and Quinn. He needed to see his other true love, and he was in need to be punished.