Chapter 14

Taking Care Of Dad

When I woke up, I looked around to get my bearings. By the light of the little lamp I had left on, I could barely see the posters on the wall closest to me. Remembering I was in Furey's room, I turned and looked at the bearded Greg, snoring softly in my ear. I tried to pry myself from under him, worried that if something broke in the case, the agents would find me pinned under the naked father of the victim, something I didn't want to have to explain. My movement woke Greg, who immediately stared into my eyes which were less than six inches from his own.

"Are you receiving anything?" He asked anxiously.

"I shook my head. No, sorry. Go back to sleep." I looked at my watch. "It's 4:40 am."

He took in a deep breath and then searched my eyes, his hand reaching under my t-shirt.

"Greg, we shouldn't. You're the father of the victim in the case I'm working. If I get caught, it could mean my job."

He didn't change expressions or pull his hand away, "I won't tell."

I searched in his mind and could see that he was trying hard to stop thinking about his son. He had dreamed about him and his anxiety level had risen again. There was also an element of pure lust. He was naked, I had no panties on and he had a hand up my t-shirt firmly placed on a bare breast. His erection started pushing against my outer thigh and I was about to push him away when his hand slipped between my legs, he touched squarely on my clit, sending a jolt of pleasure I hadn't had since he had flown back to Princeton. I must have taken in a deep breath because I heard a little high-pitched noise come out of my mouth.

That was just the encouragement he needed. His finger first encircled me and then rubbed my engorging clit with a solid up and down motion that slowly increased in rhythm to the point where I was hanging on to his shoulder, my head flung back , mouth open, moaning. I pushed into his hand with the same force and rhythm as his hand until I was sopping wet. He rolled on his back and pulled for me to get on top. I straddled him as he grabbed his shaft and rubbed my clit with the milky head of his penis. I rolled around the edge of it before letting him penetrate me. He filled me up with the wet and warmth of his errection. I felt a congestion of sexual feelings throughout my pelvic area waiting to explode. He pumped up and out, up and out, his finger on my clit as he did. I could hear the sounds of our lovemaking, the wet sloppy sound of him pounding and slamming up into me. The smell of our sex filled my nostrils along with his sweaty musk. It was so overwhelmingly hot that when my orgasm hit me, I threw back my head, swallowed and yelled out so loud that he stopped. I couldn't stop. I used the muscles in my thighs to bounce myself up and down on his shaft as the waves of my orgasm flowed through me. My screaming continued. He pulled me down and kissed me, silencing my screams as he bucked up and down, milking the last contractions of my orgasm as his tongue danced inside my mouth. It was his turn, his face scrunched up as his orgasm pushed through him. He let out several short grunts and I could feel the ejaculation of his warm semen inside. He kept still as I did the work, clenching around his shaft with my muscles as I slipped up and down over his reddish pink organ. He finally let out one last groan then gripped my ass to keep me still.

"Oh…oh…that's enough. Yeah. Whew. "He started chuckling. "I forgot just how hot you were in bed. I think you're going to have to explain all that screaming to your friends out there. You were pretty loud." I looked at the door, wondering if it had a lock. I lifted up to let him fall out of me and then rolled onto my back.

He turned on his side to look at me, staring at my breasts as they heaved up and down. "Auri, about earlier tonight. I know I should have, well, slowed down, asked you. I hope I didn't overstep any boundaries."

I chuckled, "You didn't give me much opportunity to say no. But, I understand and I think I must have sent you signals that it was okay when I held you in your room. I have to admit that having sex with you was lurking in the back of the reptilian part of my brain from the minute I saw you." I rubbed his beard and he fell back into a somewhat light sleep. I lay next to his hairy, warm body thinking about what I needed to do to get Furey home.

I heard Furey call to me. I sat up and was talking to him when Greg woke up.

His voice was anxious, "Are you talking to him?"

I nodded. Greg was a nuisance, interrupting me to find out what Furey was saying. I had to finally put a hand over his mouth so I could concentrate. Furey was learning how to channel and project much faster than Teagan and I had learned. I didn't know if it was just because he was young, or if he was much better as an Intuitive, but he managed to send me snippets that were important. When I let him go, my heart ached. I knew he was scared, but I had to play my hunch.

Greg grabbed me as I tried to get out of bed, "No, wait! What did he say?"

"The woman is feeding him, he's being taken to New York and he's somewhere near the Princeton area because he described the morning sky to me. Greg, I have to get out there. I need to make some calls. I have a hunch."

"Hunch? Or is it your intuition?"

I smirked, "Hunch. I think he may be meeting with some ATF agents in New York."

He let me up, but watched my body as I dressed. His mind bounced from admiring certain aspects of my body to worrying about Furey. He looked so handsome, his chest exposed, the hair on it curly and gray. His hair was all gray, his face wrinkled, but sexy. As soon as my breasts were covered, he concentrated on his son. He was calmer. The sex had helped. I wanted to get back in bed and screw his brains out, but I figured that would have to wait.

After dressing, I went out to the living room and talked to Freddie who had arrived a few minutes earlier. It was only Freddie and Jeff in the house, the others had gone to get some sleep. They had on the television which may have meant my moaning wasn't heard.

"Here's what I think. They're making a deal tomorrow night to sell some guns. Either they're amateurs or suspicious, because they're worried that the buyers are ATF. They're using Furey as a polygraph test for the buyers. He's probably going to read their minds and let the kidnappers know if the buyers are for real. I don't know why they're suspicious, but let's check with the ATF about any deals going down tomorrow night. There are two names I need for you and the ATF to check out, Kaplinger and Bonfiglio. They may be part of the ring selling the guns." The team nodded and I started making phone calls.

I made contact with several arms of the agency and arranged to go back to the school. Obviously, Jeff had the food detail because we had a table with coffee and coolers of yogurt, diet coke, donuts, cereal bars and bagels. I grabbed a yogurt and took off with Freddie. When we arrived at the school, I went inside, following the imprints to a classroom. I found a janitor to unlock it.

The imprints were strong. This was where all the action took place. My stomach turned as I was hit with the imprints of Furey's fear and worry. I wanted to pick up on the male substitute teacher, get as much out of him as possible. I realized that Arenson was not his name, but then I suspected that already. He was Bonfiglio. He and Kaplinger wanted Furey for more than the arms deal. They were taking him to South America after the deal in New York was done.

The woman, the crossing guard, on the other hand, was worried about Furey. She was in this for some odd patriotic reason. Selling guns to Kurds? I wasn't sure what her logic was, but she couldn't care less about the money.

I had milked all I could out of the room when Furey hit me with a loud scream.

Auri! They're taking me somewhere. They're putting me in a van and taking me somewhere. They've got a blindfold around my eyes. Auri! Help me, help me! I don't want to go, I want my Dad.

I could feel his horror, the naked fear he felt, his deep desire for his Dad to protect him. I didn't know if I could calm him. I was reaching emotional overload from early connections with his father, the classroom and now him.

I'm here honey! I'm here. I think they are taking you to New York. I'm going to move operations there. Try and pass me anything you hear or feel or smell or discover. Please be calm honey. Don't let them know you can send messages too. Okay?

I felt that just knowing I was there, that he wasn't alone, was having a calming effect on him.

Okay, Auri. I'll try.

I was on the phone with Marc Phelan, the ATF field director for New York. He was one of the good guys, one of the few in the ATF that worked well with the FBI.

"Jesus, Auri. How did you know about Kaplan's gang?"

I brought him up to speed.

He sounded frustrated, "So they're on to us? We were going to do a raid tonight when we sealed the deal."

"Marc, they aren't sure and Furey's going to tell them whatever we want them to know, but I have to go with you. I can find Furey for you, keep him safe. You can't chance a shoot-out with this kid nearby. Let me go in with you and find him. Please."

His voice had softened, "This is Teagan's kid?

"Yeah, he's a great kid too." I could feel him start to melt. He had a soft spot for Teagan. She had worked with him on a case where a guy was using Uzi's to rob liquor stores. He had killed several clerks and customers. It hadn't taken long to find the guy once Teagan was involved, but Marc was always grateful for the delicate way Teagan gave him credit for the bust.

"Well, you better get your butt to New York; we meet with them in six hours. We're briefing at four this afternoon."

"I'll be there. I hate to say this, but I'm bringing Furey's Dad. He's an overbearing jerk, but a brilliant and influential overbearing jerk. He needs to be there when his son is freed."

He wasn't happy with that, "Okay, but he's your problem."

"Gotcha. See you soon."

I left half the team in Princeton to drive up and the rest of us helicoptered to New York. I made Greg go in the car to keep him out of my hair for the next few hours. We managed to combine all the information we had about Furey and I was convinced Furey was with the group the ATF was meeting that night.

Auri, we just arrived somewhere, lots of traffic noise. Smells like a city. I hear voices, but they're going underground. It's echoing like in a garage.

Keep sending me that information honey. When you get settled, I need to talk to you.

Auri, how is my Dad? Is he okay?

He's going to be here in New York soon. He's nervous and worried. Don't communicate with him honey, go through me. I need for you and I to keep our connection strong.

Did you take care of my Dad last night?

I almost laughed. I'm sure he could feel my amusement, but I managed to turn sober. Yes, sweetie. I took really good care of your Dad last night.

Good, I know he likes you. He just does stupid things like not call you. He knows you're an intuitive, doesn't he?

I had to tell him. Yes, he knows. Furey, you need to concentrate on your surroundings. We'll talk about your Dad later.

Auri, I'm in an elevator, the news coming over the speaker is from a station in Hoboken, New Jersey. Are we in New Jersey still?

Honey, it's possible. But you hear New Jersey stations in New York too. I think you're close to New York City right now. Be careful, but try to channel to me some of their thoughts.

Okay.

I waited for a few minutes and then I got a blast, like a radio being tuned into a station, but still getting some static. It was thoughts from one of his captors being projected to me by Furey.

…liability. She's too worried about the kid. ….leave….she won't be happy, but that's okay. Let her pout. I don't want…near the kid…this goes down. If it is the ATF I'll have to kill him too.

The thoughts turned to mundane things and Furey was whisked away. I kept the gate open for him, but I now had more to worry about. I had to infer from what I caught that they weren't going to take the woman with them and that was bad. Furey wouldn't have anyone on his side in that group. It would be up to me to find and protect him.

When Greg arrived in the city, I could feel him. The feelings grew more intense as he got closer. I knew this strong connection had to do with the physical contact we had the night before. I have to admit, I was feeling much better after that orgasm. He knew how to wring one out of me. He wasn't the sexiest guy I had ever been to bed with, but he was definitely the one that knew my anatomy the best. He gave me the longest and best orgasms a girl could ask for and that put him at the top of my lust list. When he entered the building I felt my nipples tingle and had to smile. Freddie caught my smile and was puzzled. I shrugged my shoulders and waited for Greg to enter the room.

The door opened, two agents came through and then Greg. He was frowning, worried. I got up and went over, shaking his hand. My nipples were at full attention, but my padded bra was hiding their salute.

"Come with me Dr. House and I'll brief you." I led him down the hall to another small conference room. As soon as the door closed I turned and pointed to a chair. "Greg, I think we know where he's going to be tonight and I'm going with the ATF to get him."

"You? Why you? Won't that be dangerous?"

I chuckled, "I'm trained for these things."

I felt his anxiety increase. He was worried about me now. I was bowled over. I really didn't expect him to be this concerned about my well being. I could hear his thoughts vacillate between wanting me to go because he knew I could find Furey to not wanting me to go because of his…feelings for me?

My voice cracked, "Greg?"

"I can feel you in my head. No sense keeping it from you, but I care about you and I'm not sure I want you to go. It would be absolutely horrible to lose my son. The only thing worse would be to lose you too."

I was speechless, unable to formulate a response that seemed appropriate.

"Auri? I didn't mean to upset you."

I shook my head, "You didn't upset me. I just don't understand you, Greg. We were doing so well in San Diego and then you treated me like I didn't exist at the airport. Now, after all this time, you care about me?"

"Auri, you live in San Diego! What was I supposed to do? We're on opposite sides of a continent. I'm not good at local relationships, even worse when the person isn't around."

I sat down in a chair, stunned. "Why didn't you tell me this? I thought you had suddenly gone off of me."

"Why do women think that it's them? It's me…my concern that I couldn't make you happy."

"I didn't ask you to make me happy." I realized that this was not the time or place to talk about our relationship. "Greg, Furey is in New York. I'm going to go. You already know that this is the best option. I'll be fine; I'm going to be surrounded by ATF guys. Now, I brought you in here, because I'm going to talk to Furey and if he needed to connect with you, it would be better in here."

I closed my eyes. Furey? Honey, are you there?

Yeah, I'm here. I'm in a room, like a hotel room. They bought me a McDonald's Happy Meal. I guess they must thing I'm some baby or something.

I chuckled. Now listen to me. You're going to be taken to a meeting tonight. The people buying the guns from your kidnappers want you to read the minds of the buyers. They're going to threaten you by saying they'll do something to your father. But your father is safe with me and the FBI…so don't let them scare you. When you are asked about the buyers, please tell them that the buyers are not ATF, police or law enforcement. Tell them that they are European gunbuyers. Do you understand honey?

Is my Dad really with you?

Yes, he is. You can contact him now. He' right here.

I felt him leave my mind and I saw House grab the arm of the chair and look down. His eyes were sad, almost teary. He was clearly talking to his father and Greg was talking to him. I could feel Greg's worry and love pouring out of every pore. I couldn't help it; I listened in at the end.

Listen to Auri; don't do anything foolish… No, don't worry about me. Yes, she's taking good care of me. .. Yes, we're getting along well…No, you moron, I haven't asked her to marry me. Contrary to popular belief, you don't marry someone after knowing them a few weeks…Yes, I like her, but don't worry about that right now…just worry about getting back to us. Listen to Auri…I love you too. I need for you to listen to Auri…yes, pumpkin, I can't wait until you're home. We'll take Wilson, Jennifer and Auri out for dinner. You bet. Furey, be careful. I love you. Bye.

He looked up at me and nodded. I smiled and connected with Furey.

Okay, honey. Hopefully this will all be over tonight and you'll be home with your Dad.

Auri, my Dad says he is getting along well with you. Maybe he'll ask you to marry him soon.

My heart raced, I didn't want to encourage him, but I also didn't want him to be sad and distracted. Oh, honey. You don't ask someone to marry you that quickly. It's not something you do without a lot of thought. I like your Dad a lot, but we aren't quite ready to start talking about marriage, okay?

I could feel that he was disappointed. I will say this. He kissed me last night. And I really liked it.

That lifted his spirits.

So he kissed you? That's good isn't it?

Very good. Your Dad is a good kisser.

I heard him laugh to himself.

Okay, Furey, I have to go now. But, if you need me just yell. I will talk to you and keep you informed, okie dokie?

Okay , Auri. Give my Dad a kiss for me! I love you Auri.

My heart squeezed tight. Oh honey, I knew the minute I saw you that I loved you. You take care. Hang on. Bye.

Bye.

I turned to Greg who was searching my face, wondering if I was still connected to Furey. I shook my head.

"I told him goodbye so that I could get ready for tonight. He's very strong, very ready, Greg. He's going to do great."

"I'm not a high school freshman. I don't need a pep talk. I know how dangerous this is."

I bent down and tilted my head for a kiss. He had to meet my lips part of the way. I didn't think he would at first, but he did. He reached up and pulled my neck down to kiss me again.

"Thank you for risking your life for my son."

"Well, for Furey, it's easy." I smiled and we went into the larger conference room. Greg insisted he go to and we all laughed.

"Greg, this isn't television. We don't take civilians. You'll stay here. We'll keep you posted here, but you aren't going." I was firm as I could be.

He searched my eyes, trying to figure out if there was wiggle room, but he quickly resigned himself to the idea that he wasn't going anywhere.

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