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New Chapter: Family Tension

Sat, 29 Aug 2009 12:09:16 GMT

Title:Family Tension
Author: ihrtkjr
Category:AU, mpreg
Pairing:Greg/Nick
Rating:NC-17 overall
Summary:The silence that had been deafening before, now soothed nerves.
Disclaimer:Don’t own, don’t sue. First Greg/Nick
Author Notes: I'm back! \o/ I didn't have the internet for about 9 months there. Also didn't have a computer for most of that time. My beta is having internet troubles of her own right now, so all mistakes are mine.
Beta: Microsoft Works
Part:4/?

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After the mad make-up run, Nick was exhausted. But he did have to admit that Greg knew how to hide a hickey. “That’ll come in handy.” He muttered, leaning on the porch railing. He had the distinct feeling that he would be leaving his mark all over Greg tonight. Especially since his niece had dragged him onto a horse more than three hours ago. He wasn’t worried, he told himself as he moved to sit on the railing. He wasn’t. He had seen all the food Kelly had taken, plus there was no way she would do anything to exhaust the horses. She knew how to ride. ‘But did Greg?’ The thought crept up Nick’s spine and back down again, making the fine hairs on his neck stand up. “Shit!” The expletive burst from his lips before he could stop it. And the only thing that kept him from jumping of the porch and going to look for him was the somewhat startled voice behind him.

“Poncho?”

Nick didn’t even turn around, but said in the coldest tone he knew how to use with his father. “Dad.”

“Poncho.” When he got no response he tried again. “Look, I’m sorry son. It’s just… We just want to know why you didn’t tell us.”

“We’re new.”

“And you’re not sure?”

“What? Oh. No we’re sure.”

“Then why? We just want to know…”

“That’s why! You know how many guys haven’t called back because of you! Because of all of you! You’re not going to fuck this one up! I won’t let you.”

“Ponch-”

“Don’t! Just, don’t.” Nick hopped off the porch and stalked to the barn, leaving his father speechless.

He slammed the door when got there, not even noticing that the horses didn‘t react to his anger. Fuming, Nick stomped up and down the length of the barn. He was so mad he almost missed the voices that were steadily drifting closer. He dove behind bales of hay just as the barn door opened.

“Hey Greg?”

“Yeah?”

“Have you ever heard of Café Lestat?”

“Yep. Sounds cool.”

Nick watched from his hiding spot as they came in and started the grooming process. ‘How does Greg know what do?’ Nick shook back the thought as Kelly tried again.

“So. I was thinking tha-”

“You know, I heard a rumor that the place got its name just because the guy that runs it thought it would be cool. That he hasn’t even read the books or seen the movie.”

“Greg.”

“Well, I guess it would be movies now. Right? I mean, I haven’t seen the second movie. But I was told that it wasn’t very good just because they tried to combine two of the books. And somebody else said that it was excellent, but I’m not sure they’ve read the books. I mean I need to too. I just have to find them first. I know I have them. Somewhere. Oh well. That whole seen or read thing is just speculation. So. Have you read the books or seen the movies?” Greg turned waiting for the answer.

“No.”

“Well if I ever find the books and read them, you can borrow them. The movie too. Got that somewhere.” Greg could see she was getting mad. He just didn’t know how to handle telling her. It’s not like he could come out and say, ‘Hey, someday soon I’ll be fucking your uncle.’. No. That didn’t seem like an option.

“So the café sounds like a great place for couples. Don’t you think?”

‘Blatant!’ Greg’s mind shouted at him. As an idea floated through, his mind shouted another word. ‘Cruel!’ He smiled at Kelly. “I can finish this up for you Kell. And thanks for the tip. I’ll definitely<./i> use it!” Greg turned back to his horse.

“Oh.” Greg heard her clear her throat. “Well, I’ll leave you to it then.”

He tuned everything out after the door slammed. Greg continued the task with a few choice words muttered here and there.

Nick watched from his hiding spot as his niece stormed out and his boyfriend started grooming again. He waited. The insults got more creative as Greg finished up, got strung together as he put things away, and finally died out as plopped onto a bail of hay. He waited even as the voice asked.

“Exactly how long have you been there?”

Nick slowly made his way to the bail and sat.

Greg finally felt Nick sit next to him. He thought he’d get yelled at, instead he felt arms go around him. Greg sighed and leaned into the touch. “I really have no clue.”

Nick whispered, “Neither do I.”

The silence that had been deafening before, now soothed nerves.

“I miss you. Call when you can.”

“I aced my test! I thought I wouldn’t because I only had one cup of coffee!”

“Are you sure?”

“Well, I’ll have to wait for the grade. I’m pretty sure though!”

“No babe, not about the test. I knew you’d get that. I’m talking about the coffee.”

“Yep! Only one cup!”

“Did you eat a candy bar too?”

“It was awful. I’m not going to get that picture out of my head for a while.”

“I’m sorry Nicky. And I just realized there’s not damn thing I can say to make it better.”

“Talk to me.”

“Like six people flunked a simple test. So now we all have to review a bunch of stuff that most of us already know. I mean, refreshers are great, don’t get me wrong. But most of this is stuff we learned last semester.”

“G? Your doing it.”

“Where are you?”

“Just got in the door. Greg?”

“I keep thinking about it.”

“What?”

“The way your hands seemed to be everywhere. The way your mouth felt.”

“G?!”

“Your taste.”

“Fuck!”

“We’re going to be unreachable for awhile. I hate cases in the boonies. You can’t reach anyone. Wish I could’ve heard your voice before I left.”

“He called. Who? I hear you ask. Grissom, just Grissom. That’s a good thing right? I mean, wanting to meet is a good sign. It means they like what you have to offer. Right? I don’t like your case at all. I miss you. Find a pay phone.”

“I forgot about classes. And I am not doing that at a pay phone G. I’d get arrested. I miss you too.”

“Two minutes. That’s it. I’m going to have my mouth on you by the time you’re horizontal. And I’m going to make it last. Go to sleep Greg. I won’t get a message until morning.”

“I made a mess because of you. Worth it. Truly. And I’m holding you to that. Come home.”

“We’re back. Call ME!”

“You gonna say something?”

“I like listening to you breath. It seems like you’re right here.”

“I miss you too.”

"I miss him." Greg whined as Josh came through the door.

"Then go see him. It's been a month and you two talk all the time."

"We have a test in three days. I can't." Greg whined again.

"I'm giving you the keys to my car, and kicking you out. GO!"

"You're kicking me out? Oh, and bodily now! Some friend you are!"

"Go see him Greg. Have fun, drink beers, meet his friends. Get laid?" Josh shoved the keys into his hands and pushed Greg out the door. "Have fun! See you Monday morning!" Josh yelled, cheerfully slamming the door.

"I don't even get clothes?" Greg asked the closed door as he walked toward the stairs. He swung around and glared balefully at the door when he got a muffled reply of no. "Jerk!" Greg threw over his shoulder as he descended to the parking lot. "I'll just visit, probably has things to do. It doesn't need to be a sleep over." Greg talked to himself as he got into the car. "I'll just go say hi and come back. Sounds like a good plan. I'll do it!" With his mind made up, he started the car and drove off.

"What are you staring at babe?" Andy asked, wrapping his arms around Josh.

"Greg talking himself into visiting Nick. He's so cute when he does that." Josh laughed as he watched Greg drive off. "You know what this means don't you?"

"No, what?"

"We get the whole weekend to ourselves." Josh smiled and snuggled into Andy.

"Honey? You guys have a test on Monday. He'll be back."

"You remember the first time we spent the weekend together? That wasn't even supposed to be a night together, and it turned into three days. You didn't let me go, so what makes you think Nick will let Greg go? I don't hear your answer. Babe?" Josh turned around. "What?"

"He'll be gone the whole weekend." Andy said in an awed voice.

"I told you. What's with the look?"

Andy smiled slowly. "I'm gonna make you scream."

"Okay. Let's go. Just mind the bump." Josh pulled Andy into the bedroom.

"Hey Nick. What are you doing with your time off?" Warrick asked, stretching as he got off the couch.

"I'm going to sleep my afternoon away, and maybe tonight and tomorrow as well."

"And talk to lover boy?" Warrick asked, nudging Nick.

"Good night Rick." Nick walked off smiling.

"Remember, you guys are still on call." Grissom reminded as he walked past.

"Hey Griss do us a favor. Don't call." Nick smiled.

"Please!" Warrick added, walking by.

"Good bye you two."

Nick pulled out his phone as soon as he got into the driveway. “Hey G, where are you? Call me when you get this. I'm thinking of you. Are you thinking of me?” He hung up as soon as he hit the stairs.

"I am."

Nick jerked back when he heard the voice. "Greg?"

Greg moved off the top step to kiss Nick. "Thinking of you."

"What are you doing here?" Nick's voice sounded breathless to his own ears as he pushed Greg back up the steps to his door.

"Oh the usual. Watching the stars, watching the sunrise, watching your neighbors. Waiting for you."

Very Long Winded Explanation

Mon, 27 Apr 2009 20:01:48 GMT

To everybody who reads my stories. I'M SORRY! *cowering* I haven't had the internet or any really good computer access for almost 30 weeks. I'm working on Family Tension, Breaking Trust, and The Bloody Battle. Mister-ess will be on hold until I finish Breaking Trust. I've found that every time I work on them simultaneously, the details try and cross over. And seeing as how Breaking Trust is almost at it's conclusion, I've gone with that one. Plus the bunny sat up and begged for attention. Needless to say, I caved.

I'm also working on a NCIS fic, Tony/Gibbs. At first it was just going to be a small oneshot, but now I think I'm going to make it a chapter fic. maybe The only thing is that the chapters would be out of order. It would be like trips down memory lane and blasts into the future, with the present thrown in now and then. I'm not quite sure how long it would go for, but I have other ideas that would fit with the story so far.

Other things I'm working on: My Greg/Warrick, which I won’t be posting until it’s either all or almost done. Plus 2 triangles of sorts. 1. CSI Greg/Warrick Greg/Nick. & 2. CSI:Miami Ryan/Speed Ryan/Eric. The ideas just keep popping into my head, so I figured I'd outline them. But I will tell you right now that it will be a while for the stories just because I want to concentrate on the others first.

Plus, there's work and looking into school and stuff like that. Life can sometimes get in the way of fic writing.

And again, I’M SORRY!!! And Thanks to the fans of my stories for waiting so long for the updates.*still cowering, but feeling safer*

I’ve pulled chunks from different spots in the fics, so every time you see 4 spaces in between paragraphs, it’s a different chunk.

I'm done rambling now. Its just been a while since I've had a good conection, i.e. one that didn't crap out.

P.S. My beta's brick and cord do not work any more. (For all laptop users, look at what gives you your power supply when your computer is plugged in. And yes those are technical terms, at least where I work.) And the "company", (I work for them, so it wouldn't do me any good to bad mouth them.), she got them from stopped making that model. She got a universal one, but her laptop has to be plugged in at all times for her to be able to use it. So if you read any of the story bits, just know that they are not beta'd yet. Also by no means are theese bits totaly complete. Meaning I might change some things as I continue writing.

P.P.S. I also wanted to thank Gatekeeper and Angus for wishing me a happy b-day. And NO, I didn't drink, but J and O did. And let me tell you, it was HILARIOUS to watch! Though I did feel bad for J and N, respectively matched, for having to take their boys home. All I can say to that is, at least they're both happy drunks.*laughing hysterically from memories*:)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of them. All spelling mistakes are mine. Though I hope there are none, as it is punctuation that is my failing. Enjoy:)

Breaking Trust preview:

"You can't work the case."

"Why the hell not?!" Speed shouted, jumping off the couch as Horatio sat down.

"Because you have a past together. And that's all people will see."

“THAT'S BULLSHIT!”

“Eric’s not working it either.”

“What are we supposed to do? Sit around and twiddle our thumbs. Sonofabitch.”

“I’ve decided-”

Jay grabbed his face and nodded. “You’re going to find Daddy. I understand. Who am I going to stay with?”

“You’ll stay with Uncle Ron on the weekends. And during the week you’ll be with my family.” Eric sighed remembering the call he had made before the sun came up.

Family Tension preview:

After the mad make-up run Nick was exhausted, but he did have to admit that Greg knew how to hide a hickey. “That’ll come in handy.” He muttered, leaning on the porch railing. He had the distinct feeling that he would be leaving his mark all over Greg tonight. Especially since his niece had dragged him onto a horse more than three hours ago. He wasn’t worried, he told himself as he moved to sit on the railing. He wasn’t. He had seen all the food Kelly had taken, plus there was no way she would do anything to exhaust the horses. She knew how to ride. ‘But did Greg?’ The thought crept up Nick’s spine and back down again, making the fine hairs on his neck stand up. “Shit!” The expletive burst from his lips before he could stop it. And the only thing that kept him from jumping of the porch and going to look for him was the somewhat startled voice behind him.

"I miss him." Greg whined as Josh came through the door.

"Then go see him. It's been a month and you two talk all the time."

"We have a test in three days. I can't." Greg whined again.

"I'm giving you the keys to my car, and kicking you out. GO!"

"You're kicking me out? Oh, and bodily now! Some friend you are!"

"Go see him Greg. Have fun, drink beers, meet his friends. Get laid?" Josh shoved the keys into his hands and pushed Greg out the door. "Have fun! See you Monday morning!" Josh yelled, cheerfully slamming the door.

"I don't even get clothes?" Greg asked the closed door as he walked toward the stairs. He swung around and glared balefully at the door when he got a muffled reply of no. "Jerk!" Greg threw it over his shoulder as he descended to the parking lot. "I'll just visit, probably has things to do. It doesn't need to be a sleep over." Greg talked to himself as he got into the car. "I'll just go say hi and come back. Sounds like a good plan. I'll do it!" With his mind made up, he started the car and drove off.

NCIS Fic preview:

“Did you meet someone else?”

“Yes.”

“Do you love….him?”

He took a breath. “Yes.”

Tony saw the pieces click into place. “He’s a coworker.” It was a flat emotionless statement. And it scared the hell out of Tony.

“Stop it.”

“You left me for a coworker.” The whispered words were like a slap to Tony. They didn’t just wake him up, they were also what made him snap.

“Left you? I left you for a… Holy shit! You left me! You left me how long ago?! You didn’t even try to make it okay. You just came back and expected it. Didn’t even ask how I felt!”

“How do you feel?”

There were drop cloths everywhere, paint cans stacked up, brushes and rollers waiting to be used. Tony set down the tool he just remembered he was holding.

“Tony.”

He didn’t turn, afraid to see his lovers face. “I thought I’d feel something.”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know. I just didn’t expect to feel nothing.” Tony turned around, green eyes meeting crystal blue. “Once upon a time we had something. I’m not trying to hurt you by saying this.” Tony sighed.

Hands moved to hold Tony’s face. “I understand. And personally, I’m really glad you chose me.”

“Did you doubt that?”

“I saw you once. Together. It was when you first came to N.C.I.S.. I saw the way you looked at him. You loved him.”

Took it on a whim

Mon, 06 Apr 2009 21:52:28 GMT

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The Bloody Battle

Tue, 23 Sep 2008 21:49:17 GMT

Title: The Bloody Battle
Author: ihrtkjr
Pairing: J.D./Cox
Rating: PG-13-ish now. NC-17 later.
Summary: I wasn’t really looking forward to being here right now. Not after being called Nancy and Bethany and Belinda all day. But here I am, I just wish I could figure out why.
Disclaimer: I got the story idea from a drabble I read on fanfiction.net. It's by the author sissysage3000. The drabbles can be found here
Author Notes: Every time you see \o/\o/\o/, it means the POV has changed from one person to the next. This is my first time writing Scrubs fan fiction, so no flames please.
Beta: ihrtangusyoung
Warnings: None yet, but I don't think people will like Elliot in this story. I'm just not sure about that yet.

The battle had been long and bloody, we won though. But I can’t help but wonder, at what price?

They’d had a fight, that much anyone could deduce. He came in storming and she, before taking off with the pool boy, had made a brief appearance to bad mouth him.‘No joke, no lie. The pool boy.’ He raged and stormed at everyone for two consecutive shifts before leaving for his day off. Of course I was volunteered to go and talk to him because, as Turk put it, “At least you can recuperate for a couple of days. Good luck!”. He added with the last part with false cheer, slapping me on the back. At least Carla was nicer, “You’ll do fine bambi. All you have to do is check on them, and don’t make Dr. Cox mad.”. She patted my cheek before seeing to a patient. I saw Elliot once on my rounds, but I haven’t seen her since. That’s probably a good thing though, she seemed kind of mad.

I wasn’t really looking forward to being here right now. Not after being called Nancy and Bethany and Belinda all day. But here I am, I just wish I could figure out why. I took a deep breath before knocking on his door. I was trying to think of something to say when the door flew open.

“I told you already, I’m fine Car-” He stopped short at the site of me on his doorstep. “Why are you here?”

I bristled slightly at the tone. “Everyone else had to work.”

“And they sent you Betty?”

“Look, seeing as how you obviously don’t need anyone, I’ll just g-”

“D!” I was interrupted as, what seemed like, a small pile of clothing hurled itself at my leg. I bent down to talk to it face to face.

“What are you up to Jack?” I plucked a pair of Mickey shorts off his head.

“Bed!” He smiled at me.

“Getting ready for bed?”

“Yeah!”

“Sounds like fun. But I’m going to let you in on a little secret, less is more.”

“’Kay! Stay!” Jack attached himself to my hand and started to pull.

“I’d like to, but I need to g-”

“STAY!!!!!”

I looked at Dr. Cox for help, there was a strange look in his eyes that disappeared when he caught my gaze. I looked to him for help in the situation, he shrugged. “Stay if you want.”

“I’ll stay!” I cut across Jack’s next wail.

He gave one last sniffle. Then, “’Kay!” before wandering in the direction of his room.

I took a tentative step into the inner sanctum before I looked at him again. That look flashed in his eyes again, but didn’t leave this time. I caught a whiff of mouth wash before jerking backwards when I saw how close we were standing. Of course I just had to trip over a stray blanket from Jack. I ended up flat on my back with weird wet spot spreading across my scrubs.

“Newbie, are you okay?” Dr. Cox asked from above somewhere above me. I nodded. “Then open your eyes.”

I did. “What’s on my back.” I asked, carefully sitting up.

He looked. “Milk.”

“What’s that smell?” I asked not really wanting to know the answer.

“Bad milk.” He answered anyway. “The bathroom’s through there.” He pointed to the left just as Jack walked out of his room.

“Ready!” He stood where he was holding out his arms, in nothing but a diaper.

“That’ll work.” He walked over to pick his son up. “Just bring those out here when you’re done. I’ll put them in the wash.” With that Dr. Cox went to put his son to bed.

\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/

‘He’s here.’ That’s all my mind could comprehend as I put my son to bed. ‘He’s here, and Jordan’s really gone.’ I could picture him in the bathroom trying to get the rotten milk off his shirt, I could see him and Jack sitting on the couch watching a kids movie, I could also see him under me, his body moving with mine, skin against skin, lips meeting, tongues fighti-

“Daddy! D stay?” I jerked back into reality at my sons voice. ‘Not the time to think about things like that, Per.’ I silently lectured as I answered Jack’s question.

“I don’t know Jackster, D has his own home.” He was already knocking out. “Night buddy.”

“You bote stay. Togever.” Jack mumbled in his semi-conscious state. I watched until he was fully asleep, trying desperately not to think that my son had just given me the best advice I had gotten in a long time. When I was sure it wouldn’t disturb him, I got up and went back into the living room. I heard a soft curse come from the bathroom. ‘He must not be able to get it off.’ I thought, setting out to clean up the spoilt milk mess. It didn’t take long, and I went to put the dirty things in the washer. I heard him come in, I just couldn’t bring myself to turn around.

\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/

I tried to get as much of it off as I could, but it still reeked. I guess I took a long time, because when I came out of the bathroom the milk mess was gone with just a faint tinge of the odor in the air. I didn’t see Dr. Cox anywhere and Jack’s bedroom door was closed. So I went ~~exploring~~looking for him. I found him in the kitchen standing next to the washer.

I cleared my throat as I walked over to him. “Here.” I whispered handing over my smelly scrubs.

His eyes raked over my bare chest as he took them from me. I really tried not to notice, but it did something to my insides, that look in his eyes. I watched as he turned away to put my clothes in with the rest of the load. It seemed to me that his every move was carefully made. I slowly brought my hand up to rest on his arm. He set the washer before turning to look at me.

“J.D..” Was all he said before leaning in to place a soft kiss on my lips.

\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/

I didn’t hide what I was feeling when I looked at him. I don’t think I could have, so I quickly took his top and put it in the machine, concentrating on putting in soap and setting the right settings when I felt his hand on my arm. I set it and slowly turned around. The look on his face did me in. “J.D.” I whispered, leaning in to kiss him. ‘Need to get closer!’ My mind screamed at me. I complied by reaching out and grabbing his hips, bringing him closer as his hands threaded through my hair. The moan he let out made me harder than I already was. The kitchen table started to look inviting.

\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/

The kiss was soft and nice and, I really wanted more. My hands had moved up into his hair, while his moved down to grip my hips, bringing us closer together. I moaned at the initial contact before violently jerking back, away from the warmth.

“I want you so much, I’m sorry. I want this to happen, but I can’t be the rebound or weapon you two use. I won’t.” I wrenched away, “Perry.”

“J.D..” My name came out as a low growl from the back of his throat. I looked over my shoulder and shook my head.

“I just wanted to say it.” I whispered before going in search of my bag, hoping beyond all hope that a shirt had miraculously appeared in it since the last time I had looked.

\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/

‘DON’T LET HIM GO!!!’ My mind screamed over and over again as he walked out of the kitchen.

“J.D.. J.D.. J.D.. J.D..” I said his name over and over again as I came up behind him. He threw his bag down and turned around.

“Don’t you DARE! I won’t be used!” He tried to take a step back, but was trapped by arms around him. I’m not quite sure how or when I had done that, but I’m glad that I did. “Stay. Stay here with me. With us.” I ran my hands gently over his back, bringing him closer again.

“Perry.” I shuddered as he whispered my name. He took a deep breath and I knew I wouldn’t like what was about to be said. “What about Jordan?” He asked.

“We’re done. And we have been for a while now. John.” His head snapped up at my use of name. “She’s not coming back. I promise.”

“Yes.” He nodded, leaning in to kiss me. “One condition though.”

I froze at his words. “What?”

“J.D., not John.”

“Okay. But just so you know, you’re still Nancy at work.” I smiled at the look on his face.

“Why?”

“Professionalism.” I kissed him when he took a breath.

Family Tension

Sat, 13 Sep 2008 00:57:54 GMT

Title: Family Tension
Author: ihrtkjr
Category: AU, mpreg
Pairing: Greg/Nick
Rating: NC-17
Summary:“More that likely, when someone refused him he would come and find me, pull me into somewhere private, and suck away.”
Disclaimer: Don’t own, don’t sue. First Greg/Nick
Author Notes: Comments are love, flames are not.
Beta: ihrtangusyoung
Part: 3/?

The water crashed down on him, the sensation intense, his lover?, on his knees in front of him. He buried his hands in the thick, dark hair and tried to stifle the noises he made.

Mine. The word repeated over and over in his mind as he slowly slid his tongue along the length of his lover’s cock. He quickly dipped his tongue into the slit before swiftly engulfing the length, relishing the sounds coming from above him as he did so. Head bobbing, he set a slow pace occasionally adding the scrape of teeth just to feel the man above him shudder. He hummed low in the back of his throat as they increased in intensity and frequency.

The scrape of teeth shocked him every time it happened. He slid his hands out of his hair and down to his shoulders, holding on in a death grip, body shaking as the pace gradually increased. Nearly bent in half trying to stay quiet, his body suddenly seized with the orgasm causing him to moan long and low. Boneless he slid to the floor of shower, joining Nick.

Nick came at the first slightly bitter taste of Greg on his tongue. He felt his eyes roll backwards as he was swept away in not only his, but Greg’s orgasm as well.

“You swallowed.”

“That’s the first thing you say?” Nick shook his head as Greg finally managed to speak.

“It’s just he…. I mean he…” Greg sighed burrowing further into Nick’s chest.

“Never? At all? Nick was shocked when Greg shook his head in the affirmative.

Greg gave a muffled reply with the head shake. “Not once.”

“I thought you were always safe.”

“I was. The condoms always came from my stash, not his He didn’t get a fucking thing if he didn’t have one on. But sometimes he couldn’t wait.”

Nick didn‘t want to ask, but a part of him really needed to know. “What would he do?”

“More that likely, when someone refused him he would come and find me, pull me into somewhere private, and suck away.”

“So you don’t like them?” Nick started to regret what he had initiated not twenty minutes ago.

“Nick. I like blow jobs just fine.” Greg smiled at him. “ I just don’t like being used for them.” Greg sighed at the look on Nick’s face. Then he slowly moved his lips so that they were pressing against Nick’s left ear. “You didn’t use me Nicky.” He whispered.

He suddenly bit into Nick’s neck to stifle his shout, just as Nick let out a yell that could be heard all the way in the barn.

That’s what you get for using all the hot water Nick! Kelly shouted from outside his bedroom door.

They had washed in record time in the freezing water and now stood quickly drying off on the tiny bath mat.

“That bitch.” Nick muttered. “I can’t believe she did that. She already took her shower, and was in the bathroom for two hours this morning. I should know, I had children traipsing through to use the bathroom.”

Shivering and dry Greg quickly pulled on his boxers before plastering himself to a still naked Nick. “Cold. I agree, but so cold.”

Greg had opted to stay in the room, under the covers while Nick went down to yell. He had the distinct feeling that Nick would come back to actually vent some more.

“What the hell were you thinking? That’s all I want to know.” Nick hissed when he found his niece. He didn’t even care that just about everybody in his family was there.

“That if you’re in the shower that long you need to start seeing somebody?” Kelly smiled, phrasing it like a question.

“I wasn’t the one in the bathroom for two hours this morning. And, I am.” Nick turned to leave.

“You’re a pig Nick! Wait, you are what?” The entire room seemed to hold its collective breath.

“I’m seeing someone.” Nick let out a quiet sigh before turning around.

“Why haven’t you told us?”

He heard the hurt in his mom’s voice and tried not to groan in frustration. “Because we haven’t been together that long.”

“When do we get to meet him Nick?”

Nick‘s spine snapped strait and his blood turned to ice when he heard his father actually use his name. “When the amount of time we’ve been together consists of more than one months name. Until then I guess you‘re all shit out of luck.” Having said that he turned and went back up stairs.

“Nicky?” Greg whispered. In spite of himself and the cold, he had followed Nick down to the kitchen and hidden on the stairs.

Nick sat on the edge of the bed pulling his sneakers on. “You know that motel you pass on the way here?”

“Yeah.”

“Would you meet me there in twenty minutes?”

“Yes.”

Nick nodded his head as he got up. “Here. Wear this.” He set a ball cap on Greg’s head as he walked out the door. The front door slammed before Greg stirred enough to pull the cap off and look at it. He slowly ran his thumb over the L.V.P.D. logo.

Ten minutes later Greg was dressed and out the door with the excuse of going to see Josh. Seven minutes later he was standing in front of a puke green door. He assumed it was Nick’s room because his truck was parked in front. He didn’t knock, just turned the handle and walked in.

Nick pulled Greg into the room and slammed him into the closed door with a clash of lips and teeth. He didn’t pull back until they were both seeing spots and, with Greg still gasping for air, he began to bite, lick, and suck on the younger mans neck. He impatiently shoved Greg’s shirts up his torso, exploring the skin beneath with his hands as if he had never touched it before; pivoting them towards the bed.

The wind was knocked out of him as Nick pushed them both onto the hard mattress. “Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick….” Greg kept saying his name and rubbing his back, trying to bring him out of it. He knew it was working because Nick had finally stopped trying to leave a hickey on his neck. “It’s okay. Tell me?”

Nick lifted his head to look at Greg. Shirts pushed under his armpits, deep red mark on in the junction between his neck and shoulder, and his hat still on Greg’s head. ”Yeah.” Nick sighed, shaking his head.

“Does he hate you for being gay?”

“No! No. It’s just…” Nick sighed, slowly rearranging Greg’s clothes for time. “It’s just the one area of my life, where he treats me like a girl. Don’t get me wrong, I mean I would want to meet my children’s significant others too. But he’s always treated me like my sisters, not my brother, in the dating game. It’s still a sore spot.”

“Is that why he called you by name?”

“Hmmm?”

“I noticed he doesn’t usually call you Nick.”

“Oh. Yeah he only pulls the name card out when he’s really angry.”

“Do you want to tell him?”

“I want more time with you before my family invades. But yes, I do want to tell him.”

“Nick? I don’t have any shirts that will cover this.” Greg made a motion toward his new hickey. “ So the way I figure it is, you’re the one that’s gonna have buy the make-up.”

“Gotcha.” Nick suddenly jerked back. “What!”

Breaking Trust

Mon, 08 Sep 2008 00:31:28 GMT

Title:Breaking Trust
Author:ihrtkjr
Category:e/r, h/c, AU, and m-preg just because I don't really ever see them and I want to.
Spoilers:None right now, may change in the future.
Rating:NC-17
Pairing:Ryan/Eric, in the past Ryan/Speed, and Ryan/OMC
Summary:So Eric sat, and stared, and waited.
Warning:smut,good old fashioned smut. It is a m/m fic, so you have been warned.
A/N: Don't own, just borrowing. Am making no money so don't sue. This is my first fic so please tell me if I am doing anything wrong, but no flames please. Is AU. I can't read every story out there no matter how hard I try, so if this is like something you've read before, please let me know. I do not want to infringe on anyone's territory. Or not give credit were it's due. I am using all the knowledge I have on the subject of police work. Not much. So if some one could tell me if I'm doing something wrong, I'd be grateful.
Beta:ihrtangusyoung
Part: 16/?

Previous Chapters

With the help of Calleigh, Ron had taken both Eric and Jay back to his house. He had put Jay to bed and now sat across from Eric.

Though Eric hadn’t noticed any of this, he felt the changes in the room. He felt how Jay’s fear had faded as he fell asleep, how Ron paced his fear off and sat and stared at Eric with sadness, and how all their friends, and even family, had come to lend support and search. The one and only thing he desperately wanted to feel, and see and hear and smell and taste, was Ryan. But he wasn’t there. So Eric sat, and stared, and waited.

Ryan didn’t know what was going on, the only thing he knew for certain was that almost twelve hours had passed. And the only reason he knew that was because of the clock someone had placed on the nightstand next to the bed. And to make matters worse, not only was the bed one of the most uncomfortable things Ryan had had to rest on in a long time, but the baby wouldn’t settle down. Every time Ryan found some semblance of comfort, there was always some small body part colliding with an internal organ.

Having gone to the bathroom, again, Ryan stopped and looked out the small window. He already knew that the window wouldn’t break or open, and that the film covering it would allow him to see out, but no one to see in. Ryan sighed, leaning his head against the glass. “Where are you Eric? Did he get you too?” Ryan rubbed small circles over his belly as the baby did, what he could only imagine to be, back flips. “I know. I want him here just as much as you do.” He whispered.

“He’s not coming. And if he does, well, I’ll take care of him.”

Ryan, hands tightening on his belly, froze at the reflection he saw in the covered glass. It was Jesse. But Jesse wasn’t looking at him, he was looking at the gun he held in his hand. Ryan straightened his spine as best he could and turned only his head to face his ex. With a fake smile plastered on his face he started to talk. “Hello Jesse. Why are you doing this?” Ryan’s fake smile faded completely as Jesse turned to look at him.

“You really want to know why Ryan? Really?” Jesse started stalking toward him, and Ryan instinctively moved away. He remembered that look well. “Ah sweets. I thought you wanted to know why.”

“I do.” Ryan’s arms were wrapped even more firmly around his middle as he moved away.

“So, where are you going?” At Jesse’s grin, Ryan’s blood turned to ice.

“To sit down. It’s a little hard carrying all this around for long periods of time.” Ryan sneered as he moved to the bed and sat down. He knew it wasn’t the smartest thing in the world to do, but he was moving passed angry and straight into pissed. “Where’re Eric and Jay?” Ryan asked while trying to find the most non-sexual way to sit on the bed. Ryan knew from personal experience that he could get jumped by just sitting a certain way. Then again his husband had one hell of an appetite. He couldn’t ever remember Jesse jumping him just from the way he sat before, but he knew he didn’t want to tempt fate right now.

He made a face at the question. “I don’t know where they’re at. But I do know your Eric should be picked up soon. An old friend wants to talk with him.” Jesse said, smiling at something only he could see.

“Derk.” Ryan snorted. “Don’t look so surprised. It’s just a little obvious, don‘t you think?”

“How do you know that?” Jesse growled and stalked closer to Ryan.

“Someone had to be driving.” Ryan shrugged and tried to relax his posture. “Who’s the woman? Derk’s? Or have you switched sides?” Ryan’s head snapped harshly to the right as Jesse’s fist made contact.

‘Ryan! I’m coming!‘ Eric called as he ran toward his husband. ‘Just, please, tell me where you are.‘ He sobbed the last part.

Eric jerked awake when somebody touched his shoulder. “Wha’s goin on?”

“Papa? You will find Daddy, won’t you?” Jay asked as he crawled into Eric’s lap. “And da baby too?”

“I’ll do everything I can blue jay.”

“You promise?”

“I promise. We’ll find Daddy and the baby.”

“Okay.” Jay whispered as sobs started wracking his little body.

“Shhh baby. Everything will be just fine. Everything will be fine.” Eric whispered, starting to cry too.

‘Why am I trusting them to get the job done?’ She asked herself as she stood in the shadows. “Derk sweetie? I’m telling you right now. Don’t. Mess. Up.” She said it in the sweetest voice possible. ‘Jesse better not fuck things up either.’ She thought. “Don’t worry. You’ll get your chance. He’ll be alone soon enough. ” She sent a smile toward the house as she carefully pulled Derk into the shadows.

“Why’d you make me do that Ryan?”

Ryan had instinctively curled his body around their baby. ‘Eric’s and mine. Where are you Eric?’ He thought as the pain started to subside. Ryan knew his upper back and neck would have bruises by tomorrow. He hadn’t come away with nothing in his years with Jesse. And an intimate knowledge of his body was it. Ryan figured that, by now, the only person who knew his body as well as he did was Eric. ‘That’s what’ll keep me alive. Thinking about them. My husband and my son, and our baby.’

“You’re not even listening! I don’t know why I even bother with you!” Jesse shouted, then stormed out. “And Ryan? I promise you’ll never get out of here.”

“You think you can stop my family and friends? You’re sadly mistaken. I’ll get out.”

“Over my dead body.”

Family Tension

Fri, 05 Sep 2008 04:16:31 GMT

Title:Family Tension
Author: ihrtkjr
Category:AU, mpreg
Pairing:Greg/Nick
Rating:NC-17
Summary:“How’d you end up here?” Nick asked, watching as Greg pulled on a pair of jeans.
Disclaimer:Don’t own, don’t sue. First Greg/Nick
Author Notes: New story yay \o/
Beta: ihrtangusyoung
Part:2/?

Capter 1

“How’d you end up here?” Nick asked, watching as Greg pulled on a pair of jeans.

Greg shrugged, sitting down next to Nick. “Your sister asked me. And I just wanted to get away.”

“You have a boyfriend.” He accused.

“No! Oh, hell no. Definitely not a boyfriend. He was a jackass. Just a jackass.” Greg laughed.

“You slept with him.” Nick was shocked. He didn’t know why, but he was.

Greg grimaced then stuck his tongue out. “Once.”

“He was your-”

“Yes.” Greg got up and moved into the bathroom.

Nick just stood in the doorway and waited, watching Greg mess with is hair. Greg finally sighed and gave up, turning to look at him.

“I don’t think I’m ready.” Nick could feel his heart plunge into his stomach. “I mean we could do other things, I like doing other things. I’m just not ready to…” He trailed off until Nick couldn’t hear his voice anymore.

Nick, his heart beating rapidly, walked across the room, crowding into Greg’s personal space. He ran his hands through Greg’s hair and pulled his head back. “Say it again.”

“I don’t think I’m ready to have you inside of me.”

Nick, acting on instinct, leaned in and kissed Greg. He felt Greg melt slowly into him. Nick finally pulled back and looked into his eyes. “We’ll wait.” He smiled before Greg’s other comment registered in his mind. “What kind of other things.” Greg just smiled.

Greg bounded out of the elevator on Josh’s floor, and nearly bowled over Josh as he rushed through the his door. “Guess what? Guess what? Guess what?” He threw himself on Josh’s bed and grinned like a fool.

“In the heart of Texas. Only you.” Josh smiled and settled next to Greg. “What’s he like?”

Greg lost his smile. “Slight problem.”

“What?”

“Kelly!”

“What does she have to do with anything?”

“I don’t think his family would side with him. Not if it looked like he was stealing something from her.”

“He didn’t steal you Greg.”

“But he knew. And so did I. Something tells me that that won’t be easily forgotten. Or forgiven.”

They laid next to each other in silence for a while.

“He said it was okay.”

“What?”

“That I’m not ready yet. He said we’d wait.” Greg smiled again.

“Where does he live?”

“Vegas.”

They stared at each other for a moment before bursting out. “Weekends!” They laughed themselves sick until Andy arrived an hour later.

“Hey Griss? I think I found someone.”

“Nick? I’m glad for you. Good-bye.”

“Griss? Grissom? Hello?”

“This better be important Nick?”

“I think I found a new lab tech. Since Trey is leaving at the end of the year.”

“I know when he’s leaving Nick.” His sigh clearly audible over the phone. “What kind of credentials does this person have?”

“He’ll graduate with his Masters in December.”

“He’s still in school? How old is he? Never mind. I want a resume Nick. Then we’ll talk. Good-bye.”

“Thanks Grissom.“ Nick said as the phone clicked in his ear.

Greg was shocked when he walked into the bedroom and found Nick lying in bed. “I thought you guys were going out. Why are you here if no one else is?”

“I’m sick.” Nick moaned with a smile on his face.

Greg locked the door and stripped down to his boxers. He walked over and crawled into bed next to Nick. “You really shouldn’t try anything if you’re not feeling well.” Greg murmured as Nick’s hands slid south.

“Why not? Doing something would make me feel better.” He gave Greg a wicked smile.

“I should probably sleep on the floor. Don’t want to get any of your germs.” Greg smiled back and started moving away.

“Don’t go. It was just a headache.” Nick’s arms tightened around him. “And I wanted to be alone with you.”

Greg laughed and snuggled closer. “I like this. Just being with you, it’s nice.”

“I talked to my boss today.”

“Why? Do you have to go back early?” Greg’s face fell at Nick’s words.

“No! I thought, since you’re going to graduate at the end of the year, you could use a job?” Nick lifted his voice at the end like a question. “I mean, all you have to do is send in a resume and… You don’t have to if you don’t want to. It was just an idea.” Nick whispered finding an interesting spot on the wall to look at.

“I like the idea Nick. It’s sweet that you would do that for me.” Greg leaned over and kissed his cheek. “And all I’d have to do is send in a resume? I think I can do that. Now, you should get some sleep since you’re sick. Sleep well.” Greg kissed Nick’s cheek once more before rolling over and settling in.

Nick just growled. How could he fight with someone who was asleep?

Greg looked at the clock when he opened his eyes. ‘Three? Why am I-?’ Greg’s wondering was cut short when he felt the hand trail slowly up his thigh. “Nick? What are you doing?”

“Other stuff.” Nick chuckled as Greg jerked. He slid his hand into Greg’s boxers and slowly moved his fingers over the other man’s dick.

“Nick!” Greg gasped, hips moving forward.

“Quiet G, we gotta be quiet.” Nick murmured, removing his hand and ripping at their clothes. Greg whimpered at the loss of contact, but started to help.

In their race to touch bare flesh with their hands, neither of them noticed the shadow moving away from the now open doorway.

“Did you go anywhere last night?”

“No. Why?” Greg asked, stretching along Nick’s side.

“I was just wondering. I found the door open earlier.”

“I must not have closed it all the way last night. Sorry.” Greg whispered, drifting off again.

“I thought you… Never mind, my mistake. So, not getting up for breakfast today? I’m shocked.” Nick leaned into Greg’s body.

“Funny.” Greg said yawning. “I am hungry. It’s just someone kept me up most of the night.” Greg mocked stern with a huge smile on his face.

“But it looks like you had a good time. You should congratulate whoever it was.” Nick grinned back.

“Boys! Breakfast!”

Nick got up from the bed after another minute and made his way to the bathroom.

“Hey Nick?” Greg called out softly.

“Yeah?” Nick turned at the bathroom door to see the biggest smile splitting Greg’s face.

“You have really great hands.”

Breaking Trust

Tue, 02 Sep 2008 06:56:06 GMT

Family Tension

Wed, 13 Aug 2008 03:27:20 GMT

Title:Family Tension
Author: ihrtkjr
Category:AU, mpreg
Pairing:Greg/Nick
Rating:NC-17
Summary:“Steady. I‘ve got you.” He whispered.
Disclaimer:Don’t own, don’t sue. First Greg/Nick
Author Notes: New story yay \o/
Beta: ihrtangusyoung
Part:1/?

“She’s coming to invite you.” Josh whispered into Greg’s ear.

“I don’t wanna.” Greg muttered as the girls drew closer.

“Where else are ya gonna go? Besides, it can’t be that bad.” Josh smiled.

“In the heart of Texas.” Greg deadpanned.

“Maybe you’ll meet a guy.” Josh grinned.

“In the heart of Texas.”

“It’ll be so romantic.” He sighed sagging against Greg.

“You’re married and knocked up. You think everything’s romantic.” Greg gently pushed him off.

“You’ll meet someone wonderful and fall in love and have babies and get married.” Josh finally gasped for a breath.

“In the heart of Texas. Hi Kelly.” Greg called out. Josh just sighed and waved.

“So, Greg? Do you want to come with us to Texas? Everyone’s going, but you will have to room with my uncle.” Kelly whispered the last part, giving Greg her brightest smile.

Greg groaned inside, but answered with a smile of his own. “Sure. Sounds fun.”

“Class.” Josh said as Kelly moved to sit next Greg.

“Right. We should get going. See you girls later.” They both waved as they got up.

“Greg? Have you noticed that Kelly…” Josh really didn’t know how to put it. “That she well…Okay I mean…”

“Is something wrong with her?”

“No. No, no, no. Nothing’s wrong with her. It’s just that she- Never mind.” Josh shook his head.

“Okay. Just as long as everything’s good.“ He smiled. “Someone’s waving at you.” Greg nudged Josh and pointed. “Just catch up when you’re done. He’s married you know.“ Greg whispered as he passed the man. Then he smiled and walked off.

Andy’s smile vanished as he made his way to his husband. “What’s wrong?”

“He’s completely and utterly clueless.” Josh rolled his eyes, then abruptly smiled. “I have the feeling he’s going to meet someone when we’re there. And they’ll fall in love and have babies and get married.”

“Okay baby.” Andy interjected in the pause. “He’ll have babies before he gets married?”

“It’s Greg.” Was all Josh said. “I can’t wait to go. You will join us there, right?”

“Yes Josh, I will. Let’s go to class now.” Andy smiled as he led his husband away.

“There’s something you should know about my uncle. Oh it’s nothing bad.” She added at the look on Greg’s face. “It’s just that…He’s gay. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable or anything. I just wanted you to know.”

“That’s not a problem Kell. Just as long as he doesn’t beat me up we should be fine.” If anything Greg was relieved, and maybe, just maybe, Josh had been right. He smiled to himself as he loaded their luggage in the van they had rented.

“That’s it.” Josh said, throwing a duffle bag on top of the rest. “What’s the smile for?”

“Nothing. It just seems nice here.” Greg kept smiling.

“In the heart of Texas?” Josh asked in disbelief.

“You said Josh was staying at a hotel, right? Good. So you girls will be in the basement. Kelly will show you. And Greg? You’ll be sharing with Nick. Come with me.”

Greg followed Mrs. Stokes up a flight of stairs and to the end of the long hallway. She knocked lightly on the door before opening it.”

“Go on in.” She lightly pushed Greg through the door. “I’ll see you both at dinner.” She called before shutting the door.

Greg looked around the room as he made his way to the sleeping bag on the floor. ‘Typical jock.’ He thought. If he hadn’t known a few things about ‘Nick’ (he liked that name), he probably would have been scared. Greg walked over to the dresser and stared at the trophies.

“Football.” Greg jerked and slammed back into the body of the man standing behind him. And lost his balance.

The man’s arm wrapped around him. “Steady. I‘ve got you.” He whispered.

Nick didn’t know why he’d done it, but he was glad that he had. The young mans body fit perfectly with his. He didn’t want to let go, but propriety dictated that he should. He carefully stepped back.

“You okay?” Nick asked.

“Yes, yes. I’m sorry about-sorry.” Greg blushed.

“Greg! Are you there?” Josh’s voice shouted up the stairs. “We’re going.”

“Greg.” Nick held out is hand.

“Nick.” he shook it.

“Holy shit. I’m in trouble now.” Greg muttered after he left the room. He didn’t see the shadow move as he made his way down the stairs.

“Holy shit. I’ve fucked up now.” Nick whispered as he sat heavily on the bed. He never heard the person listening at his door walk away.

“I’m in trouble Josh.”

“You’re pregnant? How the hell did this happen? Scratch that. When the hell did this happen?” Josh stared in disbelief at his friend.

“I’m not pregnant. You idiot.” Greg lightly punched his arm.

“Oh shit. You’re dying aren‘t you? That‘s why you‘ve been acting funny since we got here. And you‘re telling me now? That‘s low.”

“I’m not dying, and would you shut up? It’s Nick. I like him, and I really really want him. Badly.” Greg voice squeaked on the last word.

“So? You’re gay, he’s gay. If you want the man, take him. It’s that easy.” Josh waved his hand.

“No it is not that simple. Did you forget Kelly? Which by the way, thanks for telling me. I didn’t know.”

“That’s because you’re totally clueless.” Josh gave Greg his shit eating grin. “Besides, I didn’t think you would fall for her uncle. But then again I didn’t know he was gay. Oh well.”

“No. No oh well. What am I going to do?”

“About?”

“Nick and Kelly?”

“Jump Nick, and tell Kelly you met someone.”

“What if he doesn’t want me?”

“I wouldn’t worry about that. I’m pretty sure that’s why he’s been staring at you for three days.” Josh shouted in his ear. “And not to be rude, but forget about Kelly and go for what you want.”

Greg grabbed his computer case and started walking away. “I’m going somewhere where you’re not.”

“Regrets Greg. Just remember that.”

Greg just shook his head.

“Hey.” Nick said as he walked into the barn. “What are you doing out here?”

Greg nearly threw the laptop in his surprise. It had been three days, and he still jumped every time someone came up to him. He smiled as Nick sat next to him on the bale of hay.

“Stealing your electricity.” He waved his hand to the plug in behind the bale. “It’s quiet out here.”

“You don’t like people talking about you.” Nick hazarded a guess, totally unprepared for the reaction he got.

Greg burst out laughing. “I can talk about myself with the best of them.” Greg giggled once more before he sobered up. “It’s just the way she’s talking about me.” He sighed at the look Nick gave him. “I’m not really good at this, but if I’m not mistaken, she likes me.” Greg whispered the last part.

“Yes.”

“More than a friend.”

“Yes.”

“I didn’t know that until after we got here.” Greg didn’t look at Nick as he saved what he’d been working on and shut the computer off. He froze in the process of putting it back in the case when he heard the tone of Nick’s voice.

“You don’t like her?” It was meant to be an easy question, but it came out as a near deadly whisper.

“I do. She’s a great friend, but I-” Greg cut off at the growl that came from Nick’s throat. Greg saw that words weren’t working, so he decided to show Nick. He decided to take Josh’s advice.

“Why you li-” Nick was cut off by Greg’s lips descending on his. His eyes widened in shock before his body took over. Nick pulled Greg until he was straddling his lap. Their tongues tangled in the rush explore the others mouth. Greg whimpered when he couldn’t build any friction between their bodies. Growling Nick flipped Greg onto his back and settled on top of him, thrusting his hips down as Greg brutally shoved his up, their mouths never severing contact. Racing to the edge, they came together with whimpers and moans leaving bruises where their hands gripped each other.

It was still fuzzy to Greg how they made it back up to Nick’s room. He vaguely remembered taking a shower with Nick and being carried to bed.

”Morning.” Nick whispered, kissing Greg softly.

Greg arched into Nick’s body. “More.” He gasped as they parted.

Nick was about to comply when the call came.

“Breakfast.”

A New Community!!! Check It Out.:)

Mon, 04 Aug 2008 17:04:05 GMT

Me and my sis made this communtiy. It's about The Codex Alera books by Jim Butcher. I strongly recomend them. So far it has one mod posting by her, and one story by me. If you have read the books and want to write something, all pairings are welcome, as long as it's slash. It's called codexaleraslash. Just click on the banner.:)

Celibrating The Victory At The Elinarch

Mon, 04 Aug 2008 06:51:01 GMT

Title:Celibrating The Victory At The Elinarch
Author : ihrtkjr
Pairing:Tavi/Crassus
Rating:NC-17
POV:3rd
Summary:The battle was over. The Elinarch was safe. Tavi couldn’t care less at the moment.
Disclaimer:Fake. Don’t sue.
Author Notes:Yay!!! Fan fiction for Codex Alera!\o/
Beta: ihrtangusyoung

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Family Tension

Sun, 03 Aug 2008 04:00:57 GMT

Breaking Trust

Sun, 03 Aug 2008 03:38:03 GMT

Breaking Trust

Thu, 31 Jul 2008 02:40:31 GMT

Mister-ess

Wed, 23 Jul 2008 22:28:20 GMT

Breaking Trust

Mon, 21 Jul 2008 19:20:54 GMT

Mister-ess

Sun, 20 Jul 2008 19:32:22 GMT

Title:Mister-ess
Author:ihrtkjr
Category:e/r, h/c, AU, and m-preg just because I don't really ever see them and I want to.
Spoilers:None right now, may change in the future.
Rating:NC-17.
Pairing:Ryan/Eric, Ryan/? (It would give things away)
Summary:My universe, Speed lives. Can't really say much right now without giving something away.
Warning:smut,good old fashioned smut. It is a m/m fic, so you have been warned.
A/N: Don't own, just borrowing. Am making no money so don't sue. Is AU. I can't read every story out there no matter how hard I try, so if this is like something you've read before, please let me know. I do not want to infringe on anyone's territory. Or not give credit were it's due.
Beta:ihrtangusyoung
Part: 4/?

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3

"Papa, papa, papa." Tino kept tugging at Eric's hand.

"What baby?" He asked, lifting his head from under his pillow.

"Gramma and Grampa are here."

"Okay baby. Ten more minutes and we'll come down." Eric muttered, sticking his head back under the pillow.

"What'd he say hon?"Ryan rolled into Eric's side.

"Mmmm. My parents are here." Eric replied in a muffled voice.

"Okay." Ryan kissed his neck. It took a moment to sink in. "Wait. WHAT?!" Ryan shot up in bed. "They're here? Now? Why didn't you say anything?" Ryan tried crawling over Eric and ended up on the floor.

"Ry, why are you on the floor?" Eric asked, looking over the edge of the bed.

"Your parents are here." Ryan growled.

"No they're not. They said they were going to come by on Sunday morning." Eric laughed.

"It is Sunday morning Eric. Remember. Alexx took the kids yesterday. You didn't want to get out of bed, so we didn't. Ring any bells?"

"Yesterday was Friday."

"No baby. Yesterday was Saturday, today is Sunday, and tomorrow is Monday. Which we have off. We traded Alexx Friday for Monday. And I'm telling you right now, you can't work that hard anymore. No more trading with anyone." Ryan said, managing to disentangle himself from the sheet around his legs.

"Holy shit. They're really here aren't they?"

"Yes baby, they are. Now get up we have to get ready."

"But I don't want them to be here. I want another day that's parent free." Eric whined.

"We get that tomorrow. It will also be a kid free day, with just the two of us. Get. Up." Ryan poked Eric to hit the point home.

"I don't wanna." Eric rolled away from Ryan's fingers and back into the blankets.

"I could send your mother in here. I'm just mean enough to do it too."

"You wouldn't dare." Eric hissed.

"Oh Ma-" Ryan found himself face down with a hand over his mouth and an angry cuban-russian on his back.

"Not funny." Eric hissed right into Ryan's ear. "Don't you ever even joke about doing that. Do you under stand."

Ryan nodded.

"Good." Eric climbed off of him. "What was that?" He asked leaning back down.

"Nothing." Ryan tried to suppress the other snort, but with little success.

"That was a snort. You just snorted at my fear. How could you?" Eric mocked hurt.

"Sorry. I didn't mean it." Ryan pulled himself up and into Eric's lap. "I promise not to mock your fear of your mother again. Much." Ryan let loose the laugh that he had been holding back. And he ended up flat on his back this time. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Now get off me we need to go."

"No."

"Eric. Your parents are here. They could hear. I'm not doing this." Ryan said, panicking.

"Like there's a choice." Eric pulled Ryan's shirt off. "You don't want me?" Eric growled into Ryan's neck.

"Eric they-" Ryan groaned and arched up as Eric bit into his neck.

"Do. You. Want." Eric bit his way down Ryan's chest until he got to a nipple. "Me?" He asked taking the tiny nub into his mouth.

"Eric!" Ryan barely noticed as his boxers were pulled down and discarded. He did however notice the very naked body that descended on his. "What abou-" Ryan gave up as his mouth was taken.

Eric pulled back and stared down at his lover. Eyes wide open and sleepy, mouth tinged deep red from Eric's kisses.

"Perfect." He whispered.

"Eric." Ryan moaned.

Eric ground down as Ryan bucked his hips up. Ryan wound his fingers through Eric's hair and wrapped his legs around his waist as they started rubbing against each other. The quiet of the room was only interrupted by sounds of skin sliding on skin, Ryan's whimpers, and Eric's groans. Breath quickened and caught as the pace sped up and Eric slid his hand between their bodies. Eric's blood boiled at hearing Ryan's whimpers turn in to cries of pleasure. Needing to see the younger man lose control Eric wrapped his hand around both of their erections, setting an erratic pace that competed with the thrusting of their hips. Their lips met in a crushing kiss, muffling the sounds they made as they came.

"You okay?" Eric asked as the tremors subsided.

"Uh-huh." Ryan mumbled. He slowly removed his hands from where they had dug into Eric's back. "Sorry." He whispered when he saw Eric wince.

"S'okay. It was worth it." Eric smiled.

"Daddy. Papa. Are you awake?" Jane called up the stairs.

"Did they hear? You didn't do it right. Never mind. I'll do it." They heard Tino's sigh from where they were. "DADDY. PAPA. ARE YOU COMING?" He shouted.

"Don't say a word!" Ryan hissed as they looked at each other.

Mister-ess

Sat, 19 Jul 2008 20:50:28 GMT

Breaking Trust

Fri, 18 Jul 2008 20:41:45 GMT

"Thank you for talking to us Mr. Wolfe. This shouldn't take long." Horatio said, sitting next to the hospital bed. "Can you tell us what happened? Anything at all."

"Yeah, yeah I'll try." Ryan said.

"Take your time."

"We were going south...

"You know you're not supposed to cuss at work." Ryan whispered.

"I know. But we weren't at work, we were outside." Lee smiled, glancing at Ryan. "Besides, it's not like anyone heard."

"That's really, really not the point and you know it. You could get suspended, or even fired. So why do you keep doing it?" Ryan asked, not even trying to whisper anymore.

"Maybe he just likes getting into trouble." Derk sneered from the back seat.

"I don't like getting into trouble. It's just a habit." Lee gave a pointed glance at the rear view mirror.

"We talked for while longer without any interuptions from the back. Jake and Tray got cut off from us as we were turning. We radioed them, Tray said they were right behind us and that they would catch up. They were back behind us about two minutes later."

"Did you see what or who cut them off? Calleigh asked form behind Horatio.

"No, sorry. I was looking back at them."

"Why did you look back at them?" She asked.

"I." Ryan was confused for minute. "I heard a car honk. I think. I'm not really sure though." Ryan said finaly.

"That's okay, Mr. Wolfe. What else do you remember?" Horatio asked.

"The Jeep."

"What Jeep?" Horatio asked.

"The one that came out of nowhere. The one we hit." Ryan muttered, his head starting to spin.

"Mr. Wolfe?"

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure? We could come back later."

"I'm sure. It's best to get it done all in one go."

"Ok. What do you remember about the Jeep? And what do you remember before you hit it?"

"They had just caught up with us."

"There they are." Ryan told Lee while picking up the radio. "Hey guys, nice of you to join us." Ryan said.

"What was that guy's problem? He was there and gone in like a second." Tray replied.

"Did you get a plate number?" Ryan asked.

"No. It happened to fast." Tray answered back.

"You two okay?"

"Just fine. He only made us miss the light. No damage done."

"Ok. Good to know."

"How long?" Derk growled.

"About half an hour." Lee said.

"The Jeep was a Cherokee. Black or navy. And it was really old. I'm sorry, I don't remember anything else. Everything else is just fuzzy."

"That was good Mr. Wolfe. We'll let you get some rest." Horatio got up and signaled Calleigh to follow. He turned at the door. "If you remember anything else, just call. Good afternoon." And with that they were both gone.

"Hey baby. How are you feeling?" Eric asked walking into the room.

"I'm fine. I should be getting out of here tomorrow if everything looks good. Calleigh and Horatio just left." Ryan smiled.

"That's good. I saw them in the hall on the way in." Eric hesitantly moved toward the bed.

"I won't break if you kiss me." Ryan said.

"Will you give up patrol?" Eric asked.

"No."

"Will you take a desk job?"

"When I have to."

"Ryan."

"Eric." He sighed. "This wasn't supposed to be dangerous. It was an accident. A fluke. I'm not going to give up my job. But I can promise you that I'll go out of my way to avoid anything like this in the future."

"You have to promise to be safe." Eric said, sitting next to him.

"I promise." Ryan kissed him. "I'm not doing anything dirty in this bed Eric, so you just move your hand right now."

Breaking Trust Chapters

Thu, 17 Jul 2008 23:58:14 GMT

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15

Breaking Trust

Thu, 17 Jul 2008 23:54:15 GMT

Title:Breaking Trust
Author:ihrtkjr
Category:e/r, h/c, AU, and m-preg just because I don't really ever see them and I want to.
Spoilers:None right now, may change in the future.
Rating:R to NC-17. Just want to be sure.
Pairing:eventual Ryan/Eric, in the past Ryan/Speed, and Ryan/OMC
Summary:My universe, Speed lives in this,but he hurts Ryan (not like that) in the past. Their relationship is in the past, and Ryan/Eric will be along shortly. Right now Ryan will go through a little bit of hell first with the guy he met after the breakup. And (poor Ryan) his trust will break even more.
Warning:smut,good old fashioned smut. It is a m/m fic, so you have been warned.
A/N: Don't own, just borrowing. Am making no money so don't sue. This is my first fic so please tell me if I am doing anything wrong, but no flames please. Is AU. I can't read every story out there no matter how hard I try, so if this is like something you've read before, please let me know. I do not want to infringe on anyone's territory. Or not give credit were it's due. I am using all the knowledge I have on the subject of police work. Not much. So if some one could tell me if i'm doing something wrong, I'd be grateful.
Beta:ihrtangusyoung
Part: 11/?

Previous Chapters

"The other car came out of nowhere." Ryan said, trying desperately not to fall into a drug induced haze. "The stop was sudden and they ended slamming into the back of us."

"They who?" Horatio patiently asked.

"Jake and Tray." Ryan whispered, eyes closing.

"We'll have to talk to them again." Horatio said turning to Eric.

"I'll call." Eric nodded before turning his attention back to Ryan. He didn't notice Alexx come to the door or Horatio following her out.

"He's lucky the window was down. It could have been a lot worse. From everything I've seen, his partner hit his head and was then hit in the head."

"And the other two?"

"We won't know for certain until the results come in, but it looks like tranquilizers. They're still out cold." She added before he could ask.

"Hey." Speed whispered walking up to them. "Officer Ito said it looked like a woman."

"And how did he come to that conclusion?" H asked.

"He said he saw boobs. He probably could have put it a better way, but he's doped up to his eyeballs." The look Alexx gave could have melted ice. "It's what he said." Speed added defensively.

"There's really nothing we can do until they're all awake and coherent." Horatio said. "Let's head back to the lab."

"Thank you for talking to us Mr. Wolfe. This shouldn't take long." Horatio said, sitting next to the hospital bed. "Can you tell us what happened? Anything at all."

"Yeah, yeah I'll try." Ryan said.

"Take your time."

"We were going south...

"You know you're not supposed to cuss at work." Ryan whispered.

"I know. But we weren't at work, we were outside." Lee smiled, glancing at Ryan. "Besides, it's not like anyone heard."

"That's really, really not the point and you know it. You could get suspended, or even fired. So why do you keep doing it?" Ryan asked, not even trying to whisper anymore.

"Maybe he just likes getting into trouble." Derk sneered from the back seat.

"I don't like getting into trouble. It's just a habit." Lee gave a pointed glance at the rear view mirror.

"We talked for while longer without any interuptions from the back. Jake and Tray got cut off from us as we were turning. We radioed them, Tray said they were right behind us and that they would catch up. They were back behind us about two minutes later."

"Did you see what or who cut them off? Calleigh asked form behind Horatio.

"No, sorry. I was looking back at them."

"Why did you look back at them?" She asked.

"I." Ryan was confused for minute. "I heard a car honk. I think. I'm not really sure though." Ryan said finaly.

"That's okay, Mr. Wolfe. What else do you remember?" Horatio asked.

"The Jeep."

"What Jeep?" Horatio asked.

"The one that came out of nowhere. The one we hit." Ryan muttered, his head starting to spin.

"Mr. Wolfe?"

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure? We could come back later."

"I'm sure. It's best to get it done all in one go."

"Ok. What do you remember about the Jeep? And what do you remember before you hit it?"

"They had just caught up with us."

"There they are." Ryan told Lee while picking up the radio. "Hey guys, nice of you to join us." Ryan said.

"What was that guy's problem? He was there and gone in like a second." Tray replied.

"Did you get a plate number?" Ryan asked.

"No. It happened to fast." Tray answered back.

"You two okay?"

"Just fine. He only made us miss the light. No damage done."

"Ok. Good to know."

"How long?" Derk growled.

"About half an hour." Lee said.

"The Jeep was a Cherokee. Black or navy. And it was really old. I'm sorry, I don't remember anything else. Everything else is just fuzzy."

"That was good Mr. Wolfe. We'll let you get some rest." Horatio got up and signaled Calleigh to follow. He turned at the door. "If you remember anything else, just call. Good afternoon." And with that they were both gone.

"Hey baby. How are you feeling?" Eric asked walking into the room.

"I'm fine. I should be getting out of here tomorrow if everything looks good. Calleigh and Horatio just left." Ryan smiled.

"That's good. I saw them in the hall on the way in." Eric hesitantly moved toward the bed.

"I won't break if you kiss me." Ryan said.

"Will you give up patrol?" Eric asked.

"No."

"Will you take a desk job?"

"When I have to."

"Ryan."

"Eric." He sighed. "This wasn't supposed to be dangerous. It was an accident. A fluke. I'm not going to give up my job. But I can promise you that I'll go out of my way to avoid anything like this in the future."

"You have to promise to be safe." Eric said, sitting next to him.

"I promise." Ryan kissed him. "I'm not doing anything dirty in this bed Eric, so you just move your hand right now."

"What was that?" Eric asked, jerking his back from Ryan's stomach.

"The baby." Ryan mumbled in his sleep.

"How can you sleep at a time like this? Our baby just moved." Eric whispered.

"Because he's been doing it all night?" Ryan asked, waking all the way up.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Eric asked, crawling up Ryan's body.

"I thought you noticed. It was kind of obvious, seeing as how my stomach was moving on it's own." Ryan cupped Eric's face and pulled him down for a kiss. "Not that bright, are you?" Ryan teased.

"Funny."

"Stop staring at it. Just a bump, that's all it was." Ryan said while moving Eric's hand from his forehead.

"But-"

"No buts. It happened, it's over. Derk and whoever helped him will be caught soon."

"How can you be so sure? It's been almost two months, and he hasn't been caught yet." Eric burst out.

"You have no faith in us? We got him once before."

"Ryan."

"No. I'm insulted now." Ryan said rolling to face the window. "Can't even sleep on my stomach any more. Our baby probably has your big head." Ryan grumbled.

"I hope he has your eyes." Eric whispered in Ryan's ear. "And your nose, and mouth, and ears. Is it working?"

"That would look pretty funny on you big head." Ryan laughed, turning back.

"I find that insulting. When your head is so much bigger than mine." Eric said pulling Ryan to him. "I wasn't trying to insult you or anyone. I'm just saying, he's still out there and that scares me."

"Scares me too. But you'll give yourself a heart attack if you keep thinking about what could have happened, and what could happen. Here," Ryan pulled Eric's hand down his torso. "Feel that?"

"Wha- oh. Yeah." Eric's face lit up as he looked at Ryan. "How long has he been moving?"

"About two months. You really didn't know what it was did you?"

Eric didn't answer, he just looked sheepish.

"You have to tell me these things. It's not like he's in my uterus." He muttered finally.

"You don't have a uterus. If you did, you would be having the next one." Ryan poked him.

"Well I for one am happy. Very happy that I don't have to go through labour."

"Hey. Not fair." Ryan growled.

"Don't worry. I'll make sure you get the good drugs. Even I'm not that mean." Eric smiled.

"And if they don't work I can always kill you." Ryan laughed. "Good plan."

"Hey."

Eric followed the voices into the kitchen.

"Jay. Could you please stop that." Ryan tried turning away from their son's poking fingers.

"Look Papa. Daddy's squishy." Jay said turning to poke Ryan again.

"Eric please." Ryan looked at him. "Do something."

"Jay, come sit down." Eric came up behind him and tried to pry him away.

"But Daddy's squishy. See?" Jay, ignoring them both, went back to poking Ryan.

"He's been doing it for half an hour." Ryan hissed.

"We can-"

"It moves too." Jay squeeled.

"And we want a big family?" Ryan asked looking at Eric.

"Yeah. It'll be fun." Eric smiled.

"You can only say that because our son isn't poking your stomach." Ryan growled.

"I love you." Eric said.

"Keep trying." Ryan said turning back to the food.

"Worth a shot. Sit down Jay, or we won't go to the beach today. Give and take honey." Eric said as Jay left them to sit at the table.

Ryan just growled.

Mister-ess

Sun, 13 Jul 2008 09:12:38 GMT

Title:Mister-ess
Author:ihrtkjr
Category:e/r, h/c, AU, and m-preg just because I don't really ever see them and I want to.
Spoilers:None right now, may change in the future.
Rating:NC-17.
Pairing:Ryan/Eric, Ryan/? (It would give things away)
Summary:My universe, Speed lives. Can't really say much right now without giving something away.
Warning:smut,good old fashioned smut. It is a m/m fic, so you have been warned.
A/N: Don't own, just borrowing. Am making no money so don't sue. Is AU. I can't read every story out there no matter how hard I try, so if this is like something you've read before, please let me know. I do not want to infringe on anyone's territory. Or not give credit were it's due.
Beta:ihrtangusyoung
Part: 2/?

Chapter 1

"Your kids are cute. You know you could have said someth-"

"Shut up!" Ryan cut Speed off.

"But why don't you want to talk about it?" Calleigh asked, stepping into the break room.

"Because you were a teenage father? That's nothing to be ashamed of." Speed said.

"Teenage father?" Calleigh whispered, confused.

"I'm not ashamed. And how do you know that anyway?" Ryan asked him.

"It's not that hard to do the math baby. You had to have been, what? Sixteen when you had her. Speed's right. It's really nothing to be ashamed of." Alexx chimed in.

"Unless you're ashamed of them." Calleigh said it so quietly, they almost hadn't heard her.

"I'm not ashamed of having my children! And I'm not ashamed of my children! What is wrong with you people!" Ryan yelled. "Don't talk about things you don't know about." He hissed, storming out.

"What right do they have." Ryan whispered into Eric's neck.

"They don't know." He said into Ryan's hair.

"Then what gives them the right to say things like that? It's my secret."

"He's your secret."

"He's my shame!" Ryan growled. "How am I supposed to tell them that? What I did."

"You saved your brother. That's what you did." Eric held him tighter.

"Sometimes the price is too high." Ryan sighed, burrowing deeper into the embrace.

Horatio quickly walked away from the locker room door. He hadn't meant to hear what they had said, but he had stopped short of going in when he heard Ryan growl. He may not have known exactly what Ryan had done, but he was sure that he knew were Ryan had worked before patrol. If he was right he didn't mind it, though he knew others may. So he silently backed out of the room and retreatedd down the hall.

Over the next few days they felt the coldness eminating from Ryan and though not as often, they felt it from Eric too. The line was there and they had crossed it, too caught up in finding the answers to see it until it was too late.

"That's what we get for wanting to know more." Calleigh muttered.

"We probably could have done it diferently, I think." Speed said, not turning around.

"How are we going to fix it?" Alexx asked.

"You should talk to him." Speed said.

"Why me?"

"Because Alexx, you're the mother of the group." He replied.

"And there's a pretty good chance that he wouldn't hit you." Calleigh added.

Alexx turned to look through the walls, and spotting him with Eric, she decided to wait until she could get him alone.

"Alright." She nodded to them.

"I'm sorry. We're all sorry. But we just really want to know why? Is it us you're ashamed of?" Alexx asked, trying to tread lightly.

"I'm not ashamed of anyone. I thought that was covered. It's just... It's just hard to go home and tell your kids that instead of chasing bad guys, and sometimes catching them, that I now poke at dead bodies and crime scenes all day. I try to tell them about the lab, but they're not really interested in trace. And they don't really want to hear how we sat in room and talked to a bad guy."

"Baby."

"I don't want to give them nightmares either. It's nothing against any of you. But my kids are already a little morbid, and Eric and I just don't seem to be helping that any. Throwing dead bodies and crime scenes into that doesn't seem like a good idea."

"You could have talked to us. Sometimes that can actually help." Alexx smiled at him.

"I didn't know how you would react either." Ryan whispered.

"You should have known better than that. We wouldn't have judged you."

"Really? People I've known for years have turned away when they found out. Besides, I like it here, I'd hate to have to kill any of you. And I don't think Eric could handle the kids on his own. I don't care what kind of skills he thinks he has."

Alexx laughed at the last part.

"I agree. And baby? Don't ever be afraid to talk to us. We've all seen and done too much to start turning people away." She smiled and hugged him. "Now you'd better get back."

Alexx called Calleigh and Speed once she was sure Ryan was gone.

"I talked to him, and I think you two should as well."

Breaking Trust

Sat, 12 Jul 2008 14:13:02 GMT

Title:Breaking Trust
Author:ihrtkjr
Category:e/r, h/c, AU, and m-preg just because I don't really ever see them and I want to.
Spoilers:None right now, may change in the future.
Rating:R to NC-17. Just want to be sure.
Pairing:eventual Ryan/Eric, in the past Ryan/Speed, and Ryan/OMC
Summary:My universe, Speed lives in this,but he hurts Ryan (not like that) in the past. Their relationship is in the past, and Ryan/Eric will be along shortly. Right now Ryan will go through a little bit of hell first with the guy he met after the breakup. And (poor Ryan) his trust will break even more.
Warning:smut,good old fashioned smut. It is a m/m fic, so you have been warned.
A/N: Don't own, just borrowing. Am making no money so don't sue. This is my first fic so please tell me if I am doing anything wrong, but no flames please. Is AU. I can't read every story out there no matter how hard I try, so if this is like something you've read before, please let me know. I do not want to infringe on anyone's territory. Or not give credit were it's due. I am using all the knowledge I have on the subject of police work. Not much. So if some one could tell me if i'm doing something wrong, I'd be grateful.
Beta:ihrtangusyoung
Part: 10/?

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9

"I'm gonna be a big brother." Jay told the receptionist.

"I heard. It sounds so exciting." She smiled at him.

"Hey Shelia. Have you seen Lee?" Ryan asked, coming up behind Jay.

"Break room." She smlied at them. Then added, "Jake's with him."

"Thank you." Ryan smiled back.

He was hit by laughter when he opened the door.

"Hey Jay. What are you doing here?" Lee asked.

"The sitter didn't show." Ryan looked pointedly at Jake.

"Oh yeah." He laughed. "Lost track of time. And I was called into work." he looked sheepish.

"Just drop him off with Eric. He hasn't seen where Papa works yet, has he?" Lee laughed.

"It's the only option. There's no one else right now." Ryan sighed. "This should be interesting."

"Hey." Eric whispered, turning away from Speed.

"Can you take Jay? Jake was pulled in." Ryan sounded faint.

"Yeah. I can do that. When will you be here?"

"We're walking through the doors now. We'll be up in a minute."

Eric smiled, heading for the elevator.

"What are you waiting for?" Calleigh asked, coming to stand beside Eric.

"Ryan's bringing Jay. Our sitter fell through at the last minute."

"Sick?"

"No, he had to work."

"So is Jay going to be hanging out here for the day?"

"Yeah. It's safer than patrol. At least I think so." He smiled at her as the doors slid open.

"Papa! I get to stay with you." Jay said, launching himself at Eric's legs. "Fun, fun, fun. Who's she?" He pointed at Calleigh.

"I'm Calleigh. It's nice to meet you." She held out her hand to Jay.

"Hi." Jay muttered, moving around Eric's legs.

"He's shy. He'll stop hiding when he gets to know about you." Ryan said, stepping off the elevator.

"About?" Eric asked.

"Yeah. Just talk about her. Jay feels comfortable around people he knows or knows about. Don't ask me why, it's just the way he is." Ryan shrugged.

"Ok. When-" Eric started as Ryan's radio went off.

"I'll come by later." He said and, kissing them both Ryan stepped back into the elevator.

"Well, it was nice meeting you Jay. I'll see you around." Calleigh said, smiling. "Have fun."

"We will." He said turning to Jay. "You've heard me talk about H, haven't you?" Eric asked.

When Jay nodded Eric held out his hand.

"Let's go meet him. Sound like a plan?" Eric said leading them away from the elevator doors.

"I'm fine." Speed said, handing the results to Horatio.

"Tim." He whispered.

"Is he smart?" They heard.

"Smarter than me." Was the answer.

"Nope. Not true." Jay responded.

Jay walked through the door Eric opened.

"Hi H. This is Jay." Eric beamed.

"It's good to meet you. Eric talks about you all the time." He crouched down to Jay's height, holding out his hand.

Jay held out the hand that wasn't attached to Eric.

"Hello."

"And this is Tim, but everyone calls him Speed." Eric turned them to.

Jay waved, and went back to hiding behind Eric.

The moment Calleigh was out of sight, she pulled out her phone.

"Alexx, Ryan just dropped Jay off. The sitter fell through, he's going to be here all day. He's so cute. You have to get up here."

"I'll be there in about an hour." Alexx replied.

"Ok. See you then." Calleigh said. As she closed her phone, Valera came up beside her.

"Who's cute?" She asked Calleigh.

"Eric's son, Jay. Ryan just dropped him off. Apparently their sitter fell through."

"Here are your results. Where is he?" Valera practically shoved the papers at Calleigh, and looked around.

"I would assume Trace, but they could be in the break room too. Alexx should be up in about an hour." Calleigh told her.

"Ok, I'll wait. Promise to come and get me though."

"I promise. I'll call." Calleigh smiled as Valera grumbled.

"I wonder what they're doing? I hope they're all right." Ryan burst out.

"Someone would have contacted you if they weren't. Calm down." Lee said, patting his shoulder. "Besides, you can probably see them when we transfer this guy."

"Yeah. I heard they want to talk to him bad. Whatever he's done or whatever he knows is gold." Jake said coming up to them.

"Is that why we're going with you?" Tray, Jake's partner, asked.

"No. It's because he's one dangerous son of a bi-"

"Lee." Ryan interrupted. "We're at work." He said shaking his head.

"Bitch." Lee finished. "What? We're outside work." He said to the noise Ryan made.

"But that's not the point. Never mind." Ryan said, walking away.

"Where are they?" Frank asked, turning to Horatio. "They should have been here by now."

"Who?" Alexx asked.

"Derk." Frank answered.

"Maybe the paperwork isn't done yet." Alexx said, trying to sound optimistic

"I hope you're right. I'm going to call." Horatio said, walking away.

"Hey. This is Wolfe. Leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Have a good day."

"Hi Daddy. Call us back. Maybe you could come by for lunch? Here's Papa." Jay said handing over the phone.

"Hey baby, only you would tell someone to have good day in your message. I know it's a little late, but if you can swing by let us know. Love you. Call us back."

"Love you too." Jay shouted as Eric pulled the phone away from his ear. "Did he get it?"

"Well, we'll know soon enough. Let's go say Hi to Alexx. I have a feeling she'll be here soon." Eric smiled at Jay. "I wonder where Ryan could be." He muttered.

Breaking Trust

Thu, 10 Jul 2008 11:18:45 GMT

Title:Breaking Trust
Author:ihrtkjr
Category:e/r, h/c, AU, and m-preg just because I don't really ever see them and I want to.
Spoilers:None right now, may change in the future.
Rating:R to NC-17. Just want to be sure.
Pairing:eventual Ryan/Eric, in the past Ryan/Speed, and Ryan/OMC
Summary:My universe, Speed lives in this,but he hurts Ryan (not like that) in the past. Their relationship is in the past, and Ryan/Eric will be along shortly. Right now Ryan will go through a little bit of hell first with the guy he met after the breakup. And (poor Ryan) his trust will break even more.
Warning:smut,good old fashioned smut. It is a m/m fic, so you have been warned.
A/N: Don't own, just borrowing. Am making no money so don't sue. This is my first fic so please tell me if I am doing anything wrong, but no flames please. Is AU. I can't read every story out there no matter how hard I try, so if this is like something you've read before, please let me know. I do not want to infringe on anyone's territory. Or not give credit were it's due. I am using all the knowledge I have on the subject of police work. Not much. So if some one could tell me if i'm doing something wrong, I'd be grateful.
Beta:ihrtangusyoung
Part: 9/?

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8

"What's the stick say?" Eric asked, hovering over Ryan's shoulder.

"Nothing yet. There are two more minutes." Ryan would have laughed, but Eric was getting on his nerves. "It doesn't say yes or no instantaneously. Sit down."

"But it's been two months." Eric was practically whining, the need to know was so bad.

"We could just throw the test out and wait for the doctor to call. It shouldn't be that long, only a few more days." He knew it was mean, but Ryan couldn't help but play with his, 'Husband'. He smiled at the word.

Eric grinned. Ryan had been doing that for the past two months. It still amazed Ryan. Hell, it amazed Eric some days. He had been with Hank for four years, and in all that time he had never felt like he had after that first night with Ryan.

"Forever. You're my forever." Eric sighed, sitting down and pulling Ryan into his lap. He could feel the small bump that had seemed to appear overnight on Ryan's stomach, through the younger mans t-shirt. "But I still want to know what that damn stick says." Even feeling the proof, he muttered.

Ryan smiled, leaning back into the embrace.

"Patience is a virtue, or so I've heard." He smiled as felt Eric's hands slide under his shirt.

"I don't care. I want to know now." Eric stated, sulking a little.

"Sheesh. You'd think that was something important, like licking the spoon. Pudding sounds good. Oh, so do donuts. I want sugar." Ryan almost whimpered at his thoughts. "Yummy."

Eric laughed, knowing Ryan liked to watch what he put in his body.

"We can stop when we pick up Jay. And-" He bolted off the couch when the timer went off. "I'll look, I'll look!" He shouted from the bathroom.

"It is like licking the spoon to him." Ryan muttered, laughing. "Big kid." He called as Eric came out of the bathroom. Ryan's body relaxed at the sight of the blinding smile.

"Daddy doubted me, but I knew." Eric whispered with his head on Ryan's stomach. He kissed the slight bump before moving up to Ryan's mouth. "Nothing to worry about." He said, placing his hands over their baby.

"So does that mean I get donuts?" Ryan asked.

"What the hell is going on with you?" Speed asked, sitting down next to a beaming Eric.

Eric leaned over and whispered in his ear.

"Repeat that please."

Eric whispered again.

"Excuse me?"

Eric said it once more.

"What? When the hell did this happen? And you didn't say a fucking thing." Speed yelled at his friend.

"What's all the yelling about?" Calleigh asked, stepping into the break room.

Horatio, Alexx and Tripp came running when they heard the scream.

"What's wrong?" Alexx asked, looking at the sight before her. She took in the fact that Speed was pissed and that Calleigh was strangling the life out Eric with a hug.

"Well?" Horatio asked, looking between the three of them. "What's going on?" He saw, not only the anger, but the pain on his lover's face.

"Eric got his husband pregnant. And he didn't tell any of us." Speed muttered the last part.

"I thought you weren't with Hank anymore." Tripp said.

"Then who is it?" Alexx asked.

Calleigh managed to pull herself together.

"It's that Patrol Officer." She said, sharing a look with Alexx. "You know the one." She smiled.

Only Horatio saw the look flash across Speed's face.

"He could have told me. You could have told me. You had to know they were married. You both kept this from me. How could you?" He was shouting now, but he didn't care.

"It's their marriage. Honey." Horatio held Tim's face in his hands. "I don't think he knew it would hurt you this bad. Ryan's happy, Eric's happy, and they're both thinking about their family now."

"It doesn't hurt." Tim spat out.

"Don't lie to me." Horatio whispered. "You think I'm stupid, that I can't see it. I know."

"You don't know anything." He shouted. "How could he." He whispered.

Tim crumpled into his arms.

"It'll be ok. It'll be ok." He said over and over again, rocking his lover. He just hoped it was true.

Ryan was lying in bed in his boxers, having been pushed onto his back by his husband. And said husband was currently carrying on a conversation with their unborn child.

"I'm not sure the baby can hear you right now honey." Ryan said, running his hands through Eric's hair.

"I told people at work today. So we should be hearing from my mother soon." Eric raised his head slightly.

"That should be fun. I called Uncle Ron this morning. And I think we should tell Jay tomorrow."

"Have you told anyone at work yet?"

"The Captain, Lee, and Jake know. I think Sheila does too. But I'm not sure. I should probably tell you before we go to sleep, but I don't want to talk to your mother. The woman tried to hit me last time we ran into each other, remember?"

"That's kinda hard to forget. Seeing as how I was the one holding her back." A shudder ran through Eric at the memory. "That was such a fun visit." He said, sarcasm dripping from his voice.

"I don't want to talk about your mother anymore. I don't need the nightmares."

Eric moved up to lie beside Ryan.

"No nightmares." He said wrapping his arms around Ryan.

"Love you." Ryan yawned.

"Love you too." Eric smiled, whispering into Ryan's ear.

Mister-ess

Thu, 10 Jul 2008 03:06:31 GMT