Fic: Blind Love 5
Title: Blind Love 5
Paring: Gene/Sam, Sam/Ray
Rating: Green Cortna
Disclaimer: These men belong to Kudos and BBC
Note: I have something to tell you, please read it carefully.
Sorry this chapter is not beta'd too. And I have another two fics now, they might not be beta'd too.
Sorry again, I broke my promise to finish this series at September. I was so busy at that time, so I finished it at early October.
I've waited its beta in a nearly month. After three weeks, I suggested to share it with my another beta, after explaining about my promise. But she didn't answer to my messages or e-mail. And given her current activity in live journal, it hardly seemed she missed all of them. And my another beta to have my second fic, also didn't answer me anymore.
They volunteered, and I asked first that they had enough free time, and if they didn't want to beta my fic after reading it, or something happened, just let me know immediately. I'd never ask my beta to hurry, never forgot to appreciate for their help. In case I didn't accept their advice, I always said sorry. And if I did something wrong, or some accident happened, they could tell me anytime.
It's not just for beta things, you know, I trusted them, I thought we could make friends each other.
But now I'm just ignored while one of my beta is still active in live journal. It hurts. I think I deserve to know why at least.
I'd really considered to leave this journal throwing away my fics, but it was against the values which this drama taught us.
And I accept a very proper advice from someone, 'don't make the hobby to seek for beta all the time', right, I did. My mother tongue isn't an English, so I need a beta. I always try to make a good relationship with them, but fail. And I don't know even the reason, because they tell me nothing.
I decide not to ask for beta anymore, if you guys correct my errors by reply, it would be appreciated. And someone volunteers to be my beta, I'm very thankful. I know many writers and betas pull together well. I'm just unfortunate case.
But it seemed that you would read my non-beta'd fics in a while, I'm sorry about that, but I do everything I can, I hope you understand my circumstances.
Thanks for reading this long words. I don't want to tell it, but I have to explain why you must read unbeta'd fic.
Blind Love 5
"What's wrong?"
Chris said, Ray just kept eating his cold lunch.
"Your bloody question."
Chris blushed, but didn't shut up as he used, damn Sam's influence.
"You know, boss and you, what's wrong with both of you."
Ray barely suppressed the urge to hit the big mouth.
"Not a news."
"Well, it is. Boss ignores you."
"So that's something new?"
"Of course, it's you the one to ignore him until you want to tease him. And he's the one to pester you. Boss never ignore anyone, it's not his style. Now why your roles changed?"
So there was the only way for Ray except hitting Chris. He just left. Just seeing his weakness, he couldn't even make a sharp remark.
Now He understood the meaning of Sam's words. Sam saw through him as if he was damn ghost, he didn't see him, talk to him, nothing to do with him. Sam just shut him out, and Ray didn't doubt his capacity to do, the man could talk with unplugged phone, who knew what else can he do? To erase someone from his messed brain? It would be quite easy.
The coward couldn't kill him, so he just hurted and hated him, what a ponce, if Ray were him, he just killed him, and forget about him, the way of man. Why Sam let him live? For hating him to the death? Fabulous, you fucking bitch. Now you satisfied?
But even Sam couldn't hate Ray as much as he hated himself. Ray was so sick of himself, felt so disgusting, even raged, what a idiot, such a loser, Ray Carling, he disgraced himself.
Because he still wanted Sam, the crazy little shit.
He was obsessed with him, he couldn't stop thinking about him, he needed him, his yearning never left him alone, especially since he fucked Sam, after he knew his taste. If you want somebody deadly, but you can't sure that the need comes from only lust or something more, there is just one way to confirm it. Fuck the one. And after that, you know the fuck is nothing specific, it's fine, but if the need is getting bigger, you fucked up, completely fucked up. At least you know how you fucked up yourself.
He couldn't understand what kind of madness crushed him. Why? Because he was bad? O.K, kill me, then, but no more Sam, no more wanting him! Just kill me!
No one heard his curse, his prayer. He kept to follow Sam like a dog, he saw his face, his body, heard his voice, imagined to touch him again. Bloody torture.
He lost his control on himself completely, and now it was too dangerous. Because Hunt was going after him. Perhaps Sam might forgive, no, anyway done with him, he wouldn't try to harm him anymore. But Hunt was different, the man should get his revenge on Ray until he was satisfied. So what he want? Killing Ray? Firing Ray? Then just do that, what's he wait for?
A perfect chance, of course.
Ray could feel it, Hunt's intends, his eyes followed him, and watched his being, the damn pathetic bastard who still got crush on Sam, when he was ignored by Sam, so he tried to hide his hurting looks, pretending that he didn't give a shit, when he tried to reign his fucking libido as he got aroused around Sam, Hunt saw them all while Sam didn't even see him. And he mocked Ray, laughed his plight, judged his personality.
Ray got raged at first, but when he caught Hunt's calculated looks, he knew Hunt waited at the moment he made mistakes, let himself fall.
Hunt had said that he promised with Sam, not to touch him, let Sam deal with him. So now he wasn't only keeping promise, but also taking a detour by driving Ray crazy. He even stoped to separate Ray and Sam before this whole mess, Ray wondered if he was using Sam as a bait, perhaps he might do if he could remove Ray sooner, it would be better to Sam.
Hunt could use even his caring ones only if he decided it would be necessary for their own good. Even his caring was rough, quite Hunt's way.
Anyway his way helped Ray to focus his situation, now he made his two superior officers as his enemies, already whole CID noticed there was something wrong. He had to do something right.
First, he tried to control his endless lust, he shagged best hookers, including male ones, and some local women, even his ex-girl friends, and after busy nights, he was just at a loss, because he didn't feel anything, instead of the fiercely alive feelings from sex with Sam, he undergone even an impotent, surely just one time, but no difference, because he felt it as another way, every time he had sex without Sam.
Now he was really despaired, what happened to him? What? How could just one time shag destroy one man? How could be he so pathetic?
He felt a depression for the first time in his life. Until now, it was for women, just female decease, or poofs like Sam. He'd had no fucking clue about what it was.
Still he couldn't make himself admit his love. If he did, it would be his undoing, even Hunt's hands wouldn't be necessary when he buried himself.
Never ever, it was his Maginot line.
So it wasn't a confession that he intended, when he came to Sam's flat. It was just an attempt of dialogue, or maybe begging for forgiveness which was absolutely late, anyway it would be better than nothing. Even though he didn't know a single word he would tell Sam.
Funny, who in CID could believe it including himself? Well, maybe everyone, because it was obvious that currently he suddenly became a mute before Sam.
couldn't say anything to Sam, so damn obvious.
Things too much changed, still he couldn't get any way to make it better. Or stop it worse.
No, not true, there was one bloody way, just leaving, got transfer. Of course Manchester was his hometown, but going to wide world was also man's way as much as stuck in there. And especially when he didn't wish to be Hunt's DI any more.
But he couldn't leave Sam, not Manchester. No matter Sam treated him like an invisible man, Ray couldn't give him up.
I was so foolish, he thought angrily, he shouldn't rape him, he shouldn't threaten him, instead he should approach to him gentler, tender, treat him like as he was, a pansy who thought he was a bird. And it might be Sam who came to him voluntary, leaving Hunt behind.
Still, he couldn't regret his doing fully and trust the thought really, because his another voice whispered to him, if he didn't do that, could he get a lay with Sam? Truly?
The thought was hurt, because it made him realize what he was to Sam. And how dirty his desire was.
And that was why he came to Sam again, he had to finish this whole situation, he would do anything for making up with Sam, and if Sam rejected him again, he would leave finally. He just needed a fucking neon sign of ending. A period mark which Sam loved so much.
On his way to Sam's flat, he saw the two men standing near in canal, looking down the dark water.
He could just hide himself without making any sound. And he heard the whole sound they made.
"I can't stand it up anymore."
Sam stated quietly.
"Everytime he's near to me, I'm fighting with myself."
Ray hold his breath, he didn't think ever that Sam has had hard time as much as he has, suddenly the nancy DI, who had shout and whined any time, became to hide his own feeling well? Damn make sense.
Sam couldn't ignore him as if he pretended to do. And now Ray was thinking it as something like a light of hope, disgusting.
"No, you can't, so just stop it."
Finally Hunt said, what's that mean?
"Thanks for good advice."
And Sam's dry tone, very Tyler style.
"Look, I'm helping you to get over, you decided we fight in here, I support you, but if you can't do that anymore, and still think it's not good to transfer Carling by using my power. O.K. Just let's move out. Now I'm a free man to go anywhere."
So he divorced really, he dumped his good wife, no wonder he gave no shit to his old friend who raped his lover.
"I don't want you get divorced." Sam said pensively.
"No, you don't. I do."
"I don't want you move out of this city."
"Better than we split."
"You really give up everything over me? Quite touched, but you'll start to hate me for that."
Good point, Sam, Ray agreed with him, and then Hunt laughed. He stopped as Sam snapped.
"If you wish, your ladyshit."
"Gene!"
"Hey, Gladys, you already give huge reasons to hate you, even now, like the cheeky assumption. And I'd tried to do very much, still they'd never worked. So I also want to see when the hell I hate you, fucking curious."
"Gene, I..."
"And I won't give up anything, I want everything, just you."
The simple and strong way to say I love you. Ray hold his breath as Sam did.
"I don't know what to say..."
"What a miracle! Speechless Sam out of bed? Still you say it instead of gasping mouth for blow job. Still I like the mouth even more than mine. And don't flatter yourself, it's not about you, but me, I need to be myself, a man don't change himself for even the whole fucking world, and I'm not changed, just you complete me. that's all."
Ray gasped, and then heard Sam's rough breath, was he crying? The poor kid, don't tell you believe the sneaky bastard.
"I know it's hurt." Hunt said quietly.
"You have no idea." Sam said petulantly with the voice barely hid his dainty sensibility.
"Yeah, I don't go through it. But I see you, I'm around you. So don't think I don't know you hurt, ever!"
Damn silence flew in the canal.
"I want to kill him, sometimes it's fucking hard to endure his existence."
Ray wanted to tell him, just do it! If it were Hunt, this shit ended a hundred years ago. No matter who died. Where is his damn climax, then? Doesn't he deserve that? Isn't he so bad enough for that?
"No, we already made the rule, if he die, it has to be on my hands. It's the deal. And I kept my promise."
"I remember."
"Don't forget that I'm fighting with the same desire too."
Then do something please, you perfect pair of poofs.
"You can't kill him. You are not the man."
Ray rolled his eyes, Sam proved his misunderstanding about Hunt again. Still love each other? What a cute couple.
"I have no choice. It's what you mean to me."
Hunt said simply. And he cut of Sam who was about to say something.
"Look, Sam! It's me who I achieved this love, of course you have your part absolutely, but I seduced you at first! I cooed you after I had you pinned in my wall for the first time, waited you to get damn sign, and seduced you in every way! I spent the patience of my entire life to you at those days! Still the reminiscence makes me fume! How foolish you were! You just blinked at me when I kissed you first! Looked like a damn gold fish! Not at all pretty!"
Ray looked like that too, now.
"Listen to me Gladys, carefully! Because I don't want to say this sappy things again. I tried fucking hard to get you, it wasn't easy, just like as I expected, to be frankly even more than that. And while I worked hard for our love, you were busy to hug your telly than me. But finally I've got you, now you're mine. No way to abandon best of my life."
Sam answered him after fucking long time, by a barely heard question.
"You sure?"
"What a huge heart I have! Even after hearing the rubbish question, I don't dump you to the canal! Well, certainly I'd thought I have you and missus at the same time. Well, things wasn't going like that. Still it's right. I have what I want, then I have to pay it, and I'll be willing to do, because if I pay for it with anything I can do, it will be absolutely mine, well already it is, but I can make sure that anyone can't take it away from me, because no one else can pay for the same price I paid. So the bigger, the better, that's the cost for what you truly want. It's the golden word. Trust the Gene Genie."
Sam hugged him. Ray heard that sound, winds felt cold around him.
"Good, now finally you've got some sense. Great. Let's go home, and I want full course, kiss, blow job, fuck, and sleep in curdling, and morning kiss, morning blow job...morn..."
"Shut it, you big mouth."
"You love it."
"Yeah, I do."
This time, the silence was made by Hunt.
"You know, I can wait."
"I know. And I know when I want you."
"That's always, forever...no time you don't."
Sam laughed, sounded so good, Hunt must think like that, for he laughed too.
"Sam?"
"What?"
"We fight together."
"I'm afraid of that we may not win."
"If we can't, fine, we leave because we're on the weak side now. And fight again wherever we go, if we defeat again, we leave, and fight until we win."
"Or die" Sam added serenely.
"Maybe, but still we are together until the end. Not a bad life. We'd never give up our battle and life."
Then Sam laughed again.
"You are a true soldier."
"In my blood."
They started to walk.
"You know, I worked hard to get you either."
"Yeah, with the fucking tight pants and wide collars."
"Gene!"
"What! It's a praise!"
After a while, their voices weren't heard anymore. Fucking relief.
I'll upload the final chapter soon, now I'm tired.
Paring: Gene/Sam, Sam/Ray
Rating: Green Cortna
Disclaimer: These men belong to Kudos and BBC
Note: I have something to tell you, please read it carefully.
Sorry this chapter is not beta'd too. And I have another two fics now, they might not be beta'd too.
Sorry again, I broke my promise to finish this series at September. I was so busy at that time, so I finished it at early October.
I've waited its beta in a nearly month. After three weeks, I suggested to share it with my another beta, after explaining about my promise. But she didn't answer to my messages or e-mail. And given her current activity in live journal, it hardly seemed she missed all of them. And my another beta to have my second fic, also didn't answer me anymore.
They volunteered, and I asked first that they had enough free time, and if they didn't want to beta my fic after reading it, or something happened, just let me know immediately. I'd never ask my beta to hurry, never forgot to appreciate for their help. In case I didn't accept their advice, I always said sorry. And if I did something wrong, or some accident happened, they could tell me anytime.
It's not just for beta things, you know, I trusted them, I thought we could make friends each other.
But now I'm just ignored while one of my beta is still active in live journal. It hurts. I think I deserve to know why at least.
I'd really considered to leave this journal throwing away my fics, but it was against the values which this drama taught us.
And I accept a very proper advice from someone, 'don't make the hobby to seek for beta all the time', right, I did. My mother tongue isn't an English, so I need a beta. I always try to make a good relationship with them, but fail. And I don't know even the reason, because they tell me nothing.
I decide not to ask for beta anymore, if you guys correct my errors by reply, it would be appreciated. And someone volunteers to be my beta, I'm very thankful. I know many writers and betas pull together well. I'm just unfortunate case.
But it seemed that you would read my non-beta'd fics in a while, I'm sorry about that, but I do everything I can, I hope you understand my circumstances.
Thanks for reading this long words. I don't want to tell it, but I have to explain why you must read unbeta'd fic.
Blind Love 5
"What's wrong?"
Chris said, Ray just kept eating his cold lunch.
"Your bloody question."
Chris blushed, but didn't shut up as he used, damn Sam's influence.
"You know, boss and you, what's wrong with both of you."
Ray barely suppressed the urge to hit the big mouth.
"Not a news."
"Well, it is. Boss ignores you."
"So that's something new?"
"Of course, it's you the one to ignore him until you want to tease him. And he's the one to pester you. Boss never ignore anyone, it's not his style. Now why your roles changed?"
So there was the only way for Ray except hitting Chris. He just left. Just seeing his weakness, he couldn't even make a sharp remark.
Now He understood the meaning of Sam's words. Sam saw through him as if he was damn ghost, he didn't see him, talk to him, nothing to do with him. Sam just shut him out, and Ray didn't doubt his capacity to do, the man could talk with unplugged phone, who knew what else can he do? To erase someone from his messed brain? It would be quite easy.
The coward couldn't kill him, so he just hurted and hated him, what a ponce, if Ray were him, he just killed him, and forget about him, the way of man. Why Sam let him live? For hating him to the death? Fabulous, you fucking bitch. Now you satisfied?
But even Sam couldn't hate Ray as much as he hated himself. Ray was so sick of himself, felt so disgusting, even raged, what a idiot, such a loser, Ray Carling, he disgraced himself.
Because he still wanted Sam, the crazy little shit.
He was obsessed with him, he couldn't stop thinking about him, he needed him, his yearning never left him alone, especially since he fucked Sam, after he knew his taste. If you want somebody deadly, but you can't sure that the need comes from only lust or something more, there is just one way to confirm it. Fuck the one. And after that, you know the fuck is nothing specific, it's fine, but if the need is getting bigger, you fucked up, completely fucked up. At least you know how you fucked up yourself.
He couldn't understand what kind of madness crushed him. Why? Because he was bad? O.K, kill me, then, but no more Sam, no more wanting him! Just kill me!
No one heard his curse, his prayer. He kept to follow Sam like a dog, he saw his face, his body, heard his voice, imagined to touch him again. Bloody torture.
He lost his control on himself completely, and now it was too dangerous. Because Hunt was going after him. Perhaps Sam might forgive, no, anyway done with him, he wouldn't try to harm him anymore. But Hunt was different, the man should get his revenge on Ray until he was satisfied. So what he want? Killing Ray? Firing Ray? Then just do that, what's he wait for?
A perfect chance, of course.
Ray could feel it, Hunt's intends, his eyes followed him, and watched his being, the damn pathetic bastard who still got crush on Sam, when he was ignored by Sam, so he tried to hide his hurting looks, pretending that he didn't give a shit, when he tried to reign his fucking libido as he got aroused around Sam, Hunt saw them all while Sam didn't even see him. And he mocked Ray, laughed his plight, judged his personality.
Ray got raged at first, but when he caught Hunt's calculated looks, he knew Hunt waited at the moment he made mistakes, let himself fall.
Hunt had said that he promised with Sam, not to touch him, let Sam deal with him. So now he wasn't only keeping promise, but also taking a detour by driving Ray crazy. He even stoped to separate Ray and Sam before this whole mess, Ray wondered if he was using Sam as a bait, perhaps he might do if he could remove Ray sooner, it would be better to Sam.
Hunt could use even his caring ones only if he decided it would be necessary for their own good. Even his caring was rough, quite Hunt's way.
Anyway his way helped Ray to focus his situation, now he made his two superior officers as his enemies, already whole CID noticed there was something wrong. He had to do something right.
First, he tried to control his endless lust, he shagged best hookers, including male ones, and some local women, even his ex-girl friends, and after busy nights, he was just at a loss, because he didn't feel anything, instead of the fiercely alive feelings from sex with Sam, he undergone even an impotent, surely just one time, but no difference, because he felt it as another way, every time he had sex without Sam.
Now he was really despaired, what happened to him? What? How could just one time shag destroy one man? How could be he so pathetic?
He felt a depression for the first time in his life. Until now, it was for women, just female decease, or poofs like Sam. He'd had no fucking clue about what it was.
Still he couldn't make himself admit his love. If he did, it would be his undoing, even Hunt's hands wouldn't be necessary when he buried himself.
Never ever, it was his Maginot line.
So it wasn't a confession that he intended, when he came to Sam's flat. It was just an attempt of dialogue, or maybe begging for forgiveness which was absolutely late, anyway it would be better than nothing. Even though he didn't know a single word he would tell Sam.
Funny, who in CID could believe it including himself? Well, maybe everyone, because it was obvious that currently he suddenly became a mute before Sam.
couldn't say anything to Sam, so damn obvious.
Things too much changed, still he couldn't get any way to make it better. Or stop it worse.
No, not true, there was one bloody way, just leaving, got transfer. Of course Manchester was his hometown, but going to wide world was also man's way as much as stuck in there. And especially when he didn't wish to be Hunt's DI any more.
But he couldn't leave Sam, not Manchester. No matter Sam treated him like an invisible man, Ray couldn't give him up.
I was so foolish, he thought angrily, he shouldn't rape him, he shouldn't threaten him, instead he should approach to him gentler, tender, treat him like as he was, a pansy who thought he was a bird. And it might be Sam who came to him voluntary, leaving Hunt behind.
Still, he couldn't regret his doing fully and trust the thought really, because his another voice whispered to him, if he didn't do that, could he get a lay with Sam? Truly?
The thought was hurt, because it made him realize what he was to Sam. And how dirty his desire was.
And that was why he came to Sam again, he had to finish this whole situation, he would do anything for making up with Sam, and if Sam rejected him again, he would leave finally. He just needed a fucking neon sign of ending. A period mark which Sam loved so much.
On his way to Sam's flat, he saw the two men standing near in canal, looking down the dark water.
He could just hide himself without making any sound. And he heard the whole sound they made.
"I can't stand it up anymore."
Sam stated quietly.
"Everytime he's near to me, I'm fighting with myself."
Ray hold his breath, he didn't think ever that Sam has had hard time as much as he has, suddenly the nancy DI, who had shout and whined any time, became to hide his own feeling well? Damn make sense.
Sam couldn't ignore him as if he pretended to do. And now Ray was thinking it as something like a light of hope, disgusting.
"No, you can't, so just stop it."
Finally Hunt said, what's that mean?
"Thanks for good advice."
And Sam's dry tone, very Tyler style.
"Look, I'm helping you to get over, you decided we fight in here, I support you, but if you can't do that anymore, and still think it's not good to transfer Carling by using my power. O.K. Just let's move out. Now I'm a free man to go anywhere."
So he divorced really, he dumped his good wife, no wonder he gave no shit to his old friend who raped his lover.
"I don't want you get divorced." Sam said pensively.
"No, you don't. I do."
"I don't want you move out of this city."
"Better than we split."
"You really give up everything over me? Quite touched, but you'll start to hate me for that."
Good point, Sam, Ray agreed with him, and then Hunt laughed. He stopped as Sam snapped.
"If you wish, your ladyshit."
"Gene!"
"Hey, Gladys, you already give huge reasons to hate you, even now, like the cheeky assumption. And I'd tried to do very much, still they'd never worked. So I also want to see when the hell I hate you, fucking curious."
"Gene, I..."
"And I won't give up anything, I want everything, just you."
The simple and strong way to say I love you. Ray hold his breath as Sam did.
"I don't know what to say..."
"What a miracle! Speechless Sam out of bed? Still you say it instead of gasping mouth for blow job. Still I like the mouth even more than mine. And don't flatter yourself, it's not about you, but me, I need to be myself, a man don't change himself for even the whole fucking world, and I'm not changed, just you complete me. that's all."
Ray gasped, and then heard Sam's rough breath, was he crying? The poor kid, don't tell you believe the sneaky bastard.
"I know it's hurt." Hunt said quietly.
"You have no idea." Sam said petulantly with the voice barely hid his dainty sensibility.
"Yeah, I don't go through it. But I see you, I'm around you. So don't think I don't know you hurt, ever!"
Damn silence flew in the canal.
"I want to kill him, sometimes it's fucking hard to endure his existence."
Ray wanted to tell him, just do it! If it were Hunt, this shit ended a hundred years ago. No matter who died. Where is his damn climax, then? Doesn't he deserve that? Isn't he so bad enough for that?
"No, we already made the rule, if he die, it has to be on my hands. It's the deal. And I kept my promise."
"I remember."
"Don't forget that I'm fighting with the same desire too."
Then do something please, you perfect pair of poofs.
"You can't kill him. You are not the man."
Ray rolled his eyes, Sam proved his misunderstanding about Hunt again. Still love each other? What a cute couple.
"I have no choice. It's what you mean to me."
Hunt said simply. And he cut of Sam who was about to say something.
"Look, Sam! It's me who I achieved this love, of course you have your part absolutely, but I seduced you at first! I cooed you after I had you pinned in my wall for the first time, waited you to get damn sign, and seduced you in every way! I spent the patience of my entire life to you at those days! Still the reminiscence makes me fume! How foolish you were! You just blinked at me when I kissed you first! Looked like a damn gold fish! Not at all pretty!"
Ray looked like that too, now.
"Listen to me Gladys, carefully! Because I don't want to say this sappy things again. I tried fucking hard to get you, it wasn't easy, just like as I expected, to be frankly even more than that. And while I worked hard for our love, you were busy to hug your telly than me. But finally I've got you, now you're mine. No way to abandon best of my life."
Sam answered him after fucking long time, by a barely heard question.
"You sure?"
"What a huge heart I have! Even after hearing the rubbish question, I don't dump you to the canal! Well, certainly I'd thought I have you and missus at the same time. Well, things wasn't going like that. Still it's right. I have what I want, then I have to pay it, and I'll be willing to do, because if I pay for it with anything I can do, it will be absolutely mine, well already it is, but I can make sure that anyone can't take it away from me, because no one else can pay for the same price I paid. So the bigger, the better, that's the cost for what you truly want. It's the golden word. Trust the Gene Genie."
Sam hugged him. Ray heard that sound, winds felt cold around him.
"Good, now finally you've got some sense. Great. Let's go home, and I want full course, kiss, blow job, fuck, and sleep in curdling, and morning kiss, morning blow job...morn..."
"Shut it, you big mouth."
"You love it."
"Yeah, I do."
This time, the silence was made by Hunt.
"You know, I can wait."
"I know. And I know when I want you."
"That's always, forever...no time you don't."
Sam laughed, sounded so good, Hunt must think like that, for he laughed too.
"Sam?"
"What?"
"We fight together."
"I'm afraid of that we may not win."
"If we can't, fine, we leave because we're on the weak side now. And fight again wherever we go, if we defeat again, we leave, and fight until we win."
"Or die" Sam added serenely.
"Maybe, but still we are together until the end. Not a bad life. We'd never give up our battle and life."
Then Sam laughed again.
"You are a true soldier."
"In my blood."
They started to walk.
"You know, I worked hard to get you either."
"Yeah, with the fucking tight pants and wide collars."
"Gene!"
"What! It's a praise!"
After a while, their voices weren't heard anymore. Fucking relief.
I'll upload the final chapter soon, now I'm tired.