When everyone was called to board the plane,Jay sighed. Genesis felt a little upset himself,as he'd be gone for a whole month. A whole month with no one to share the bed.

''Promise me you'll be careful?''Jay questioned.

''Relax. I'll be staying with the New York detective. He's got kids of his own,so Aidan and Dorian should be okay.''

''Kids of his own?''

''Hey,I don't know the details.''

Dorian tugged at Jay's arm,wanting to be given a hug before leaving.

Jay smiled and picked him up,embracing him softly,careful of his boy's injured arm. Dorian placed a gentle kiss on his father's forehead,and then he was put down.

Jay and Genesis exchanged a quick kiss before they headed to the terminal.

That had been only two days ago,and Jay found himself using one of the young redhead's shirts as a pillow,which Horatio found a little funny. Jay was sleeping on Genesis's side of the bed,too.

It was when Jay's hands started straying past his own belt line that Horatio decided to knock some sense into him.

When Horatio and Eric stepped through the front door from work,he found the angel curled up on the couch rocking with Genesis's shirt in his arms,that was it.

''Start the tub. Cold water,''Horatio whispered.

Eric smiled and ran upstairs.

Horatio set his stuff down and joined Jay on the couch for a few minutes before speaking.

''What's wrong,is the bed too empty?''

Jay continued rocking,clutching his lover's shirt.

''You know,letting him go for a month will at least keep him safe.''

Silence was his only response from the angel,and Horatio sighed.

''Is the water ready,Eric?''

The Cuban came downstairs and helped the redhead pick the quivering angel up from he couch. Jay,lost in his own trance,didn't even notice he was being moved until he was thrown into the tub of cold water,soaking him and his clothes. He kept his head under the water for a minute,trying to comprehend why he was cold.

Horatio quirked a brow.

''Uh,should we do something?''Eric asked.

''Give him a minute...''

Jay shot up from the water gasping for air.

''What happened?! Why am I wet?!''

Horatio sat down on the edge of the tub and dumped a towel on Jay's head.

''I know you miss him,but going into depression only two days after he's gone? Really?''

Genesis stepped into the airport,and instantly regretted leaving his coat behind. Dorian and Aidan,on the other hand,were both prepared. He broke into a fit of shivers almost instantly.

''Daddy,are you cold?''Dorian asked.

''Very much so. Come on.''

They made for the exit,and found someone waiting for them.

''You must be Danny. We spoke on the phone.''

The blond smiled. ''And you'd be Genesis? Well,I was expecting you to be a little younger.''

''Well,I certainly don't feel that way. Arthritis can do that. And I haven't had the opportunity of a childhood,so the years crawl by.''

''Where is your coat?''Danny asked,''Did you forget to pack it?''

Genesis nodded with defeat chuckling. ''Yes,my stubbornness has gotten the better of me once again.''

The walk to the parking lot was made with haste since it was freezing outside. Dorian and Aidan spent the entire ride staring out the window at all the snow.

''You mentioned kids of your own? Dare I ask how yours came about?''

Danny smirked. ''Jay didn't really relay much stuff to you,did he?''

''No. He was busy worrying about something else. In fact,we both were.''

''Speaking of which...I need to go over some important stuff with you when we get home. You need to know the red zones for the city.''

''Why?''Genesis questioned.

''Up here,it's Tanglewood Boys. Down south,it's the Noches. Plus,with a figure like that,you should really cover yourself. The Tanglewood Boys have been causing a lot of trouble lately. Not the usual gunfights,like we actually hope for,but other stuff. You'll need to learn how to fire a gun,too.''

Genesis felt his heart stop suddenly in his chest,and the blond driving the car noticed the wide blue eyes and expression of panic.

''Hey,I don't like firearms either. But ya gotta learn.''

''Danny,the last time I was anywhere near a gun,it was being aimed at my head as I was being violated. Give me a tasor. I refuse to use a gun.''

''Tell me,Horatio,do you get feelings every now and then that seem to set you off balance?''Jay asked.

The redhead looked at him strangely.

''I get them often,yes. Usually when questioning suspects of murder. Why?''

Jay sighed and went onto the back porch,alert that the elder was following him.

''Jay,what's wrong?''

''Sometimes I can tell that blood is going to spill long before it actually does...And,believe me...it's not a pleasant feeling.

Horatio sat down on the porch steps. ''Premonitions never are...what are you seeing?''

''Athos has a knack for following people. He loves causing problems. Once he makes up his mind,it's easier to move a mountain.''

''What did you see?''

''I heard a gunshot,saw blood on a floor,heard various screams and shouting,and then a flat line...all in a dream.''

Genesis stared at the table as Danny lay a map of the city down. The various labeled streets were all highlighted with different colors.

''Anything marked green is Tanglewood territory. Blue is NYPD territory.''

''Wow...uh,you guys must have a lot of problems going to crime scenes,''Genesis quipped.

''No,not unless I show up. I was part of the Tanglewood gang once,''Danny added bluntly.

''I'm not part of anything,but,''Genesis lifted the side of his shit up,''Jay made me get the Fallen Angels' tattoo anyway. I'll tell ya. It hurt.''

Danny's eyes widened. The tattoo was unmistakable. He'd seen knock-offs,but this was the real deal. The knock-offs were simply crossed Remington 870's and ragged wings. What no one ever saw was the date it was given on the barrel of one shotgun and the name of tattooist on the other barrel.

''And,how did they get this on you?'' Danny poked at it,and jumped when Genesis screamed.

''Dammit,don't touch! It still hurts! It's only a few days old!''

''It shouldn't even hurt after a day.''

Genesis glared. ''Hey,jailhouse tattoos hurt. If you're curious,Jay applied it,and he had to tie me down by my wrists and ankles. The only difference is I wasn't being pulled apart on a rack.''

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