AARON & JACKSON

-1912: The Aftermath-

"Into Darkness"

Hi guys, I know this is M rated anyway but there's a part(s) that you may find upsetting and disturbing, quite different to my norm.

Once back inside the cabin, Aaron let go of Jackson and locked the door. Adam helped Jackson into the living area and sat him down on the sofa as Aaron continued around locking the windows aswell.

As he walked into the living area Aaron simply cried silently as he looked at the state Jackson was in. Adam looked at Aaron and placed his hand on his shoulder, a show of his support that he was there. "Why?" Aaron asked quietly as he shrugged his shoulders. "What could have happened?

Adam motioned his head in the direction of Jackson. "Mate, you need to ask him, he's in a really bad way, he needs you right now"

"I'm scared Adam" he admitted in a hushed voice. "J-Jackson's always the strong one…I-I d-don't know what…" his words trailed off and he sighed.

"Hey" Adam soothed him. "You can do this mate and I'm here for you both"

Aaron nodded and slowly began to walk over to Jackson, then sat beside him. "What happened babe?"

Jackson frowned, the truth. He shook his head slightly at his own thoughts, he couldn't say it, he couldn't say what had happened, not the truth, what would they think of him? He knew the answer but it wasn't the answer he was thinking of, his head was all over the place. "S-someone, a-a a man came at me, rammed my head into the tree and t-the loose money in my pocket, th-the notes...h-he took it and ran, I was so scared" he explained as he sat rocking back and forth, "I-I thought I'd never see you again"

"Hey" Aaron soothed. "You're safe now Jackson, you're safe and I won't let anyone hurt you again" he told him as he moved to put his arm around him, he frowned when Jackson flinched, but after what he'd just been through Aaron understood why. "It's alright" he told him with a gentle nod then moved his arm around him, this time Jackson allowed it.

"Do you want me to call your mum?" Adam asked as he stood looking on.

"No, no!" Jackson barked, startling both of them.

Aaron rubbed his forehead and sighed. "There isn't one here anyway mate; you'd have to go into the town"

"That's fine with me mate" Adam replied quickly.

"I said no, alright, mum and Chas have got Jak, the last thing they need is a phone call worrying about me I'm fine!" Jackson told them quickly and stood up.

"But you're not though babe" Aaron told him gently, he didn't want his head bitten off. Jackson ignored him however and slammed the bathroom door shut behind him.

Aaron decided to give him a few minutes, his mind ran round in circles wondering why someone could do that to someone else, mug them and especially when the place was deserted, or was thought to be. Why could someone do it? He was raging inside and as he let out a deep breath he got up and walked calmly to the bathroom and knocked on the door.

"Will you let me in Jackson? I just need to know that you're okay"

"I am" Jackson replied from the other side of the door.

"Well I'd rather see babe...I-I need to clean that cut for starters"

"I can do it"

Aaron sighed but he wasn't giving up. Hesitantly he began to speak "I'd prefer it if I did, you're in no state Jackson…please"

Seconds later Aaron watched as the door handle was pushed down and the door opened slowly. Aaron smiled warmly at Jackson. Jackson wasn't really there though; he was shifty, his eyes looking everywhere especially as he stepped out of the bathroom. "H-Have you locked up?" he asked quietly

Aaron instantly nodded "First thing I did…everything is locked, even the windows" he smiled again to reassure him.

Jackson nodded and allowed himself to be led to the kitchen by him. As Aaron got him sat down Adam walked over. "Aaron give me your key"

"Why?" Aaron asked with a frown.

"Because I'm going to try and find the scum bag that did this to him"

"No" Aaron shook his head. "None of us are going out there until the sun comes up, you got that?"

"I-I thought you'd be the first to go if Jackson wasn't in this state…w-why won't you let me?"

"Adam I appreciate what you want to do and trust me I do want to go out there and find who did this and make him pay…but my own feelings aside I have Jackson to consider, I have to be with him and trust me, I'm not leaving his side and I don't want you going out there just for the same thing to happen to you"

"He wouldn't get a chance mate"

"No, and I'm sure Jackson wouldn't have given him the chance either but he was obviously caught off guard, you're not going, sorry mate end of" he let out a deep breath. "He's probably long gone anyway"

"Well for his sake I fucking hope he is"

Aaron nodded and he set about cleaning away the blood from down the side of Jackson's face. He frowned and looked up at Adam who was stood behind the chair in which Jackson was sat. Aaron sighed as he started to speak. "Don't suppose you can do stitches can ya?" he shook his head and looked down at the floor.

"It's alright Aaron" Jackson told him.

"No, Jackson it's not, it's bad and it's still bleeding"

"Actually, don't laugh but I can yeah" Adam replied with a nod. "And we're hours from a hospital that is the only reason why I'm doing it…needle and thread please…don't say you haven't got any after all of this"

Aaron stood up. "I know where there is some" he told them and walked off.

Adam moved round to the front of Jackson and smiled. "You'll be alright mate"

Jackson sighed. "Don't feel like I will be"

"You will, you're in good hands"

Jackson remained silent but nodded at Adam's words.

A while later the cut had been stitched up by Adam and Jackson was now standing in the shower with his forehead against the wall, his eyes closed tightly. Slowly he moved his hands around to his lower back and then moved them further down, once there he placed two fingers between his buttocks and winced in pain, in a second he felt it, the intruder's sperm. Jackson's entire body shook as an onslaught of tears escaped him and a cry that was so powerful it hurt his throat. As he cried he washed every inch of his body clean; several times.

Adam walked into the living area and looked at Aaron who was sat with his elbows on his legs and his head in his hands. He sat beside him and nudged him, when Aaron looked up he handed him a tumbler with whisky in it. "Thought you might need it"

Aaron scoffed and nodded. "Cheers" he thanked him then in a split second he downed the lot then put the glass down. "Yep, I needed that"

"Do you think he's okay?"

Aaron shrugged. "I honestly don't know well no he's not but I don't know how bad he is, he might be a bit better in the morning who knows?" as he spoke he swore he could hear something outside, footsteps possibly, he frowned and Adam quickly saw it. "What?" he asked.

"Do you hear that?"

"Hear what?"

"Footsteps"

"Are you going daft?" Adam asked. "There is no way the guy who did that to Jackson would come back, this place is deserted mate and I mean creepily deserted, there's not a soul here"

"But there was" Aaron said while looking Adam straight in the eye. "And still might be" he told him as he got to his feet.

"Aaron!" Adam called to him in a quieter voice as he come around to the possibility Aaron was right.

"Shh!" Aaron hushed him as he peaked out of the patio doors from behind the curtain. All he could see was darkness, it unnerved him and if someone was there they'd most definitely see him so he quickly put the curtain back and stepped away. "I'll go and check on him" he told Adam and as he walked along to the bathroom Jackson emerged in his pyjamas.

"How are you feeling?"

Jackson nodded and managed a faint smile. "Clean. Had blood in my hair and it was horrible" however his use of the word clean had a completely different meaning for him.

Aaron nodded sympathetically. "I love your curls" he said as he reached out and ran his hand through his wet hair.

Jackson's smile widened just that little more. "I love you, I-I'm sorry about this"

"Don't be daft, this isn't your fault"

"How can you be so sure? He could have been watching us…saw what we are and didn't like it…wanted t-..t…to" he stuttered as his mind raced. "…punish us but he only got me"

"Jackson who knows?" Aaron said as he placed his hands in Jackson's and rubbed the back of his hands with his thumbs. "If that's why he did what he did then he's sick, he caught you off guard that's all and I'm not going to let anything or anyone hurt you again, do you hear me?"

Jackson nodded slowly. "I-I'm going to go to bed, do you mind?"

"No, of course not" Aaron told him. "I'll pop in and check on you in a bit, no one can get in here okay, where are your clothes?"

"Oh, erm in the bathroom" Jackson replied.

"It's alright; I'll get them…night gorgeous"

Jackson smiled weakly and turned and walked over to the bedroom.

Aaron walked back to the kitchen as Adam spoke. "How is he?"

Aaron pouted and shook his head. "He thinks whoever did this must have seen me and him together and did what he did to punish him"

"It's was only a mugging, if the guy feels so strongly about gays then surely he'd do something that has a bit more of a lasting effect?"

Aaron blew out a deep breath and shrugged. "Like? I don't know mate I really don't, I'm tired, worried, and on edge to be honest, I-I can't even think straight…and don't, no jokes now eh…before you start" Aaron told him with a smile before he turned back. "I'll be back in a sec" he walked into the bathroom and picked Jackson's clothes up off the floor and walked into the kitchen and placed them on the bench, then took Jackson's pants in his hands and started to absent-mindedly double check the pockets in case anything was left in them as he spoke to Adam. Seconds later Aaron's words cut off abruptly which caused Adam to frown, Aaron looked down and pulled his hand from the pocket; however in his hand were the loose notes of money Jackson had previously mentioned had been taken, he held them up to show Adam.

"Eh?" Adam asked as he got up and walked over. "H-he said he was mugged"

Aaron nodded his eyes were wide as he stared at nothing in particular. He swallowed hard and turned his gaze back to Adam. "Yeah, he did…I want to know what the hell's going on"

"Well don't go marching in there to him; I'm sure he'll tell you in his own time"

"I can't wait that long!" Aaron said as he flung Jackson's pants back on the bench and stormed over to the door and pulled his jacket off from the hanger.

"No!" Adam pointed in a panic. "You are NOT going out there?"

"Oh am I not Adam?" Aaron snapped as he threw on his jacket then he faced him. "There is someone out there, I can sense it! Now you aren't stopping me alright, I'm upset, I'm angry, someone's hurt my Jackson, mine; Adam! And for reasons I can't fathom he's lied about what actually happened, now I will find this guy and I'll find out what went on then I'll make him pay, mark my fucking words" he finished and he unlocked the door and ran out.

As he ran out he heard a faint laughter and footsteps quickly moving away at a fast pace.

"COME HERE YOU SCUM!" Aaron screamed as he followed the sound of the footsteps.

Adam had his head in his hands and he shook his head, he had to think quickly, what to do…. He sighed. "Jackson!" he called out along the passageway to the bedroom. "We've got a big, big problem!"

TBC…