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Jensen's Petunia

Cougar judged it to be around 2 in the morning based on the positions of the moon and stars. He had ignored his bladder since mid-afternoon of the previous day but could no longer resist the urge to urinate. Checking that the other campers in the clearing were indeed still asleep, Cougar lifted himself off the ground and walked into the jungle to relieve himself. He had to go far enough away so that his scent wouldn't attract any unwanted animals. But he hated going more than two feet away from Jensen so he hurriedly completed his business.

Wolfe spotted his opportunity the moment Cougar got up. Once he was sure that the silent Spaniard was far enough away, Wolfe slithered out of his bedroll and stalked towards Jensen. While removing a small dart from a secret pouch concealed on the inside of his boot Wolfe covered the blonde hacker's mouth and jabbed the dart into the soft flesh of the man's neck.

Jensen opened his eyes in shock before falling back asleep under the influence of the drugs that Wolfe just shot into his system.

Wolfe picked the young man up carefully and hefted him over his shoulder. He looked towards the area the Spaniard has disappeared into just a minute before to make sure that he was still undetected. After checking on Jensen's other teammates, he assured himself that they were still asleep and unaware of his actions.

Wolfe entered the jungle heading in the opposite direction that Cougar had gone.

Cougar reentered the clearing and stopped the moment he saw that Jensen was gone. When he saw that Wolfe's bed was also empty he roared in fury.

Pooch, Clay, and Roque jumped up and instinctively scanned the area. Pooch couldn't believe what he was seeing; actually he couldn't believe what he wasn't seeing. Wolfe and Jensen were gone.

Roque just smiled as he said, "Let's go get us a mother-fucker."

Clay snarled as he questioned, "Which way?'

Pooch looked around helplessly as he shrugged. "I don't know Colonel. He could have gone in any direction. Even towards the fortress just to throw us off."

Roque shook his head. "It's okay Poochie-boy. I got this."

Pooch watched curiously as Roque did a once around the clearing. Clay answered Pooch's unasked question. "Before Roque got into demolition and tactical he was one hell of a tracker."

Cougar intently watched as the men he could always count on began to help him search for his love. Roque continued to look for the start of the trail that they would follow to find Jensen as Cougar silently berated himself. But soon silence wasn't enough. "I never should have left."

Clay looked sharply at Cougar. "Cougar."

No response.

He tried again. "Cougar."

Finally the sniper looked at Clay.

"You went to relive yourself didn't you?"

At the silent man's nod of confirmation Clay inhaled deeply. "Cougar you had to go away from the campsite so that you wouldn't entice any curious animals into the clearing. You know that. We know that. And I know that you hadn't gone since yesterday afternoon when we all went upon first arriving here. You can't refrain from your natural body functions without serious side effects. What if you had gotten a bladder infection? You'd be useless to us during the mission if you were struck down with those symptoms."

Before Clay could see whether or not his speech made a difference, Roque called Cougar to him. Clay didn't take exception to Roque not calling him. Jensen may be his man but he is Cougar's future lover. That took precedence right now.

The men strode swiftly to where Roque was standing. As they approached him they saw that he was pointing towards something caught in the bark of a tree. "It's the material from Jensen's bedroll. The bastard went this way." Roque took the lead as they followed the trail that Wolfe had unknowingly left behind.

Roque lead them through a dizzying trail of twists and turns. Wolfe had apparently tried to disguise his route. Yet he must have been more interested in putting distance between them than actually hiding his tracks.

After five minutes of following the twists and turns the trail suddenly became blazingly clear to all of them. It was as if Wolfe had suddenly just hauled ass straight to the east.

"What the hell is he doing? Running to meet the sun?" Roque asked in stunned amazement at the lack of an attempt at hiding the trail any longer.

Cougar growled low and deep. "He knows we would follow as soon as we discovered them gone. Instead of trying to hide his trail now he is trying to have as much time with Jake as he can."

Clay took in Cougar's deadly demeanor. "Yeah but he thinks those twists and turns will buy him some time. He doesn't know that Roque's a tracker. That was never put into his military file."

Pooch sneered a smile almost as deadly as Cougar's. "Good. Let's get this asshole!"

Wolfe stopped when he felt that he had placed a safe distance between them and the others. He gently laid the young hacker down on the ground. He undid the bedroll to reveal the tempting body of the blonde within as he reached into the pouch hidden within his other boot. He took out the antidote to the previous drug along with a vial that contained a paralytic.

The disturbed sniper jabbed both drugs into Jensen's system at once. The antidote woke up the boy while the paralytic made sure that he would be unable to move during what was about to happen.

Once Jensen was able to focus his eyes Wolfe came into view. The young man felt a tremor of terror as he realized that he was alone with a severely deranged psycho and unable to move or speak.

The unstable man leered down at Jensen while removing his shirt. Jensen's eyes fell upon the scars that were revealed. They practically covered his whole chest. "You like what you see don't you? Don't worry, you'll feel me against you soon enough."

Jensen tried to will his body to move. When that didn't work he tried to will his vocal cords to produce sound. He screamed out for Cougar with his mind. When none of that worked he could feel the tears fall from his eyes.

Upon seeing the tears falling from Jensen's eyes Wolfe wiped them gently away. "Don't worry my pet. I won't kill you. Your scars and painful memories are just what I need to torment Alvarez for the rest of his miserable life. He will always know that I, the best sniper in the world, had his mate first. Whenever he fucks you he will know that you are always thinking of me and our beautiful time together."

Jensen screamed inside his head as he tried to thrash his body with all his might. But it was no use. He still couldn't move or speak. But he could feel everything. He could feel Wolfe cut away his clothes, tearing them from him body to leave him bare. He could feel Wolfe caress his skin with rough hands.

Wolfe leaned down to place a harsh demanding kiss upon Jensen's lips. As much as Jensen wanted to fight, he could not. He felt Wolfe's lips trail down his neck and onto his chest. They continued their way down his body, stopping to lap at Jensen's navel. The young hacker could feel his mind slip away as he refused to witness his own rape. He slipped into subspace as the foul beast took Jensen's flaccid member into his mouth and suckled as he fondled Jensen's testicles.

"I should have told you that I had to leave." Cougar was running as fast as he could through the jungle without stumbling and breaking his neck. But he still could not let go of what he believed he had done.

"Cougs, man. He would have found a way. You know that. If he really wanted Jensen bad enough, he would have found a way." Pooch was running hard to keep up with Cougar. When they found Jensen and the shit hit the fan he wanted to have his men's backs every step of the way.

Yelling could be heard up ahead. They were getting very close. Just a few more feet and they burst through the tree line. Pooch stopped short at the sight before him. Jensen was laid out on the ground with Wolfe kneeling between his legs. All of Jensen's clothes appeared to have been torn from his body. Wolfe's one hand had just slipped off of Jensen's dick while the other hand punched him across the face. He was actually angry at Jensen for not becoming hard. What the fuck?

Cougar had not stopped running though. He had run headlong into Wolfe tackling him off of the bruised and traumatized Jensen. As Cougar regained a standing position, he whipped a knife out of the sheath that was tied around his thigh.

Clay and Roque ran past Pooch and headed straight for Jensen. Pooch pulled himself together and went to see if he could salvage any of Jensen's clothes.

Wolfe taunted Cougar as they circled each other. "You're too late Alvarez. He's already been mine. I've marked him."

Cougar circled Wolfe as he concentrated on what he had to do and not on what the asshole said.

As Wolfe and Cougar were sizing each other up, Roque and Clay were checking over Jensen. They were also keeping an eye on Cougar to see if he needed them. They knew he wouldn't though. Wolfe's fate was decided the moment he took Jensen.

Pooch approached the two men hovering over the still form of their friend. "None of his clothes are salvageable."

Clay didn't take his eyes off of their catatonic friend but did answer the worried mechanic. "That's okay Pooch. He has more clothes back at our campsite."

Roque finished examining Jensen as a scream erupted from Wolfe. He had charged Cougar and at the last second Cougar had turned and sliced open Wolfe's left forearm. Roque smiled as he could see that Cougar was going to drag this out painfully. Good. That's what the fucker gets for messing with our little bro.

Roque turned back to Clay and explained what the evidence said happened. "Clay. Jensen wasn't raped. His ass hasn't even been touched. And there aren't any suspicious fluids or markings around his mouth. The only marks on him are a few small hickies, some bruising around his eye from where the prick hit him and there's some saliva on his cock."

Pooch nodded. "When Cougar and I first arrived he was yelling and hitting Jensen for not becoming hard as he sucked him."

Another yell exploded from the fight going on behind them. Cougar had sliced open Wolfe's right thigh. "That's it Cougar. Don't touch the arteries. Make him suffer." Clay smiled viciously as he watched Cougar cut Wolfe's other thigh open. He turned back to Roque. "Then what's wrong with him. Why isn't he moving?"

Roque pointed out the puncture wounds on Jensen's neck. "He probably drugged him so that he couldn't fight back. But that's not what's wrong with him." Roque looked down at Jensen with a grim look on his face. "I believe that the awfulness and disbelief of being sexually assaulted has sent Jensen's mind into a safe place for now. You know, like Subspace. The place we let our minds go while we're being tortured so that it disconnects from the pain."

Pooch and Clay both nodded. All three men turned and faced the fight when they heard Cougar begin to speak.

"You were in such a rush to run from me that you didn't watch to make sure that you did not leave a trail. That was a very deadly mistake. One you pay for now!"

Cougar sprung at Wolfe and tackled him to the ground. Wolfe, beginning to weaken from the lack of blood caused by all the minor wounds Cougar had inflicted, tumbled beneath Cougar.

Cougar smiled mercilessly at Wolfe. "Don't worry though, pendejo.(Asshole.) You won't die right away. I'm gonna leave you here to suffer in agony until you die. Consider it a recompense for your abuse of my mate."

Cougar stood up and turned towards Roque. "Roque, may I borrow your Ros Arms Tiaga?"

Roque smiled maliciously as he handed Cougar his fighting knife.

Cougar turned back to Wolfe to finish his one last piece of revenge.

"You can't kill me." Wolfe pleaded miserably. "You need me to complete the mission. They still want Salvador."

Roque sneered at the dying man. "We NEVER needed you dickwad!"

Wolfe screamed in agony as Cougar sliced off his manhood. Then Cougar turned and walked over to Jensen without ever looking back.

Cougar knelt beside his sweet Jensen and felt tears flood his eyes. Clay put his hand on Cougar's shoulder. "He wasn't penetrated Cougar. That prick kissed him, hit him and sucked him; but he didn't have him. Not even his mind. Jensen went into Subspace. We just need to bring him out of it."

Pooch nodded in agreement. "We can't salvage his clothes but he has more back at our campsite. We'll just carry him back."

"I'll carry him."

Roque didn't think that was such a good idea. "Why don't you let me carry him Cougar?"

"I…WILL…CARRY…HIM."

After enunciating his intentions Cougar brought the still withdrawn blonde into his arms and began to carry him back to the campsite.

The men watched as the smaller Cougar never even struggled under the mass of the bigger Jensen.

They saw Cougar suddenly veer to the left and followed him without question. When they arrived at a spring they watched as Cougar gently washed the younger man's body, removing all trace of what had just occurred from Jensen. It would never take away the memories, but it was the start of the healing process. For both of them.

When Cougar was done with Jensen's bath they made their way back to the campsite. Once there, Cougar laid Jensen down upon his own bedroll. They had left Jensen's back with Wolfe; it was torn and ragged from the abduction anyway. He then dressed his love in the hacker's spare warm comfortable clothing. Then he sat down beside Jensen and did not move. After three hours of no response Cougar laid down beside Jensen, wrapped Jensen in his arms and whispered, "Volver a mí mi dulce Jake. Necesito." ("Come back to me my sweet Jake. I need you.")

TBC in Chapter 8.

I'm sorry to all of you who like hurt Jensen. I enjoy reading a good angst/hurt story too. However, I just couldn't bear to hurt Jensen too much. I tried, I just couldn't bear to do it. So I'm sorry for all of you who wanted me to torture Jensen. I just couldn't do it. Now if it was about torturing Roque...