Fic: More His Speed (CSI:Miami/NCIS x-over) - DiNozzo/Speedle - NC-17 - Chapter 27/37

Mar 05, 2010 23:09



Title: More His Speed - Chapter 27 
Word Count: ~1,665
Pairing: Tony DiNozzo/Tim Speedle (NCIS/CSI: Miami crossover)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings and/or Spoilers: Hot boy sex isn't really a "warning", but eh.. *shrug*
Author's Notes: This all started with me talking to heartspeedand trying to figure out how to crossover Miami and NCIS... and it all just exploded like WOAH. The fic follows Tony and Speed through their relationship.
Summary: Speed has complications upon coming out of his coma. 
Disclaimer: I don't own them. *pout* They belong to CBS.

Chapter 27

“DiNozzo.” Tony answered his phone tersely, scratching at the back of his head.

“Tony,” Devon’s voice floated through the phone, “he’s awake.”

“That’s great!” Tony stood and began to gather his stuff. Devon’s sigh caused Tony to still. “What? What aren’t you telling me?”

“He, uh… he didn’t remember me.”

Tony sat back down. “Should I-” he swallowed hard. “Should I be preparing myself for that, too?”

Devon sighed again. “I don’t know Tony. It’s like… he remembered that he knew me… but not why… I just… maybe he’ll have better luck with you?”

Tony nodded. “Okay. I’ll be right there.” Tony hung up his phone and looked up at Gibbs who had just walked into the bullpen. “Speed’s awake. I have to-”

“Why’re you still sittin’ there, DiNozzo?” Gibbs cracked a small smile. “Go see your boy.”

“Thanks, Boss.” Tony jumped up, bundled his stuff up under his arm and ran. “Hold the elevator!” He called to an unsuspecting agent.

_+_+_+_+_

Tony walked into Speed’s hospital room, bracing himself for whatever reaction Speed might have to seeing him. When he walked in Devon was standing out of the way as Speed’s doctor, Garrett he remembered, was checking out Speed’s vitals.

Speed heard the door and blinked up at him. “Tony?” He smiled a little.

“Hey.” Tony made his way over to Speed’s bed. “How’re you feeling?” He placed his hand on Speed’s forearm.

“Like crap.” Speed sighed only to wince at his cracked ribs.

Devon gently touched Garrett’s shoulder and tipped his head to indicate that they should leave the two alone. “Let’s grab some coffee.” He whispered. Garrett nodded and followed Devon out of the room.

Tony stroked his thumb over Speed’s arm.”You remember me?” He asked softly. Speed studied his face before biting his lip and looking at the blanket. “Speed?”

“Us.” Speed murmured. Tony raised an eyebrow and Speed glanced up at him. “You and me… we…” Speed paused. “We’re us.” He found Tony’s hand with his own and linked their fingers together.

Tony smiled. “Yeah.” He brushed the hair off Speed’s forehead with his other hand before kissing his forehead. “Us.” Speed blinked a few times. “What is it?”

“How serious is this?” Speed asked.

Tony frowned. “What do you mean?” Had the relationship really not been that memorable for Speed?

“I mean… I… I remember being with you… I just… I don’t remember how ‘together’ we are…” confusion played in Speed’s eyes. “You know?” Tony nodded. “I remember you had the plague… I remember thinking you had died…” A tear slipped down Speed’s cheek and he sniffled. “I remember being angry…” Tony hung his head and braced for the accusations he was sure were going to come. “…why?” Speed looked at him. “I don’t remember why.”

Tony weighed the options of what would happen if he told Speed the truth versus letting him remember on his own.“There were plenty of reasons for you to be mad at me.” He settled on letting Speed know that truth, no matter how painful it would be for him to hear. He owed Speed that much. “I…” he sighed and scratched at the back of his head, “I wasn’t exactly… faithful… in the beginning…”

_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_

The stereo blared faintly in his ears as he passed it. Speed made his way toward the bedroom in a daze where he found the door cracked open. He grinned to himself mischievously as he pushed the door open. “Hey, babe I’m-”He stopped in his tracks at the sight of a strange man, naked, next to an equally naked Tony. “home?” he squeaked, hardly noticing the hollow echo of his voice.

Tony’s head snapped around in slow motion. “Speed!” He scrambled away from the other man. “You’re not supposed to be here for another three days!” He looked back at the naked man behind him who was throwing on his clothes. “I, um... I mean…” A tear rolled down Speed’s cheek as the stranger slipped past him. “Speed.” Tony hurried to put on his boxers.

Speed stared down at Tony, his eyes hard and tears running down his face. “How could you, Tony?”

Tony looked up at him. “… Speed…” Speed’s jaw clenched. “Speedy…” Speed flinched at hearing the nickname. “… Timothy…”

“You promised.” Speed ground out quietly.

_+_+_+_+_

“Speed, I’m sorry. I just… I was stressed and freaked out and…” Tony blinked rapidly. “I fucked up… I know that-”

“Oh, I don’t know, Tony, looked to me like you were just fucking!” Speed yelled, getting into Tony’s personal space.

“Speed…”

Speed gave him a shove to the chest. “I uprooted my entire life to come be with you! And this is how you repay me?!”

“I’m sorry, okay?!” Tony ran a hand through his hair, blood trickling from his lip. “I’m not good at the whole monogamy thing!”

“I noticed that!”

“I’m trying, Speed, I really am!” Tony looked him in the eyes and pointed to his bed. “That was the first time since you got shot, okay?!”

“No, Tony, it’s not ‘okay’! You told me you would stop!”Speed smacked him in the shoulder. “Three days, Tony! Just three more days and I would have been here every day for you!”

“You think I don’t know that?!” Tony threw up his hands and Speed grabbed his wrists.

“Do you, Tony? Because I’m not really sure that you do!”

“Speedy, I-” Tony let out a yelp when Speed’s knee connected violently with his groin, and he fell unceremoniously to the floor.

_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_

Speed narrowed his eyes. “You slept around on me.” A tear slipped down his cheek. “After you promised that-” He let out a sob and winced from the pain in his chest. “How many?”

“I-” Tony chewed his lip. “I don’t know… a lot?” He gently wiped the tears from Speed’s face.

Speed flinched. “Don’t touch me.”

“Speedy…” Tony pulled his hands away from Speed.

“Just… leave me alone, Tony…” Speed stared at the wall and tried to blink back tears.

Tony nodded. “For what it’s worth, I love you.” He murmured as he walked out of the room.

_+_+_+_+_

Devon wandered around the hospital’s cafeteria trying to find something that was vaguely recognizable as food.

“So…” Garrett asked as he walked up next to him, plate of salad on his tray. “Find anything?”

“Not really, no.” Devon shook his head and shrugged. “Not really hungry anyway.” He confessed as Garrett paid for his salad and coffee.

“This was your idea.” Garrett reminded him.

“I know.” Devon followed Garrett to a small table where they both sat down. “Was just trying to give Tony and Speed some time alone. They have a lot to work through.” He crossed his arms on the table. “They went through a rough patch two months ago.” He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, eyeing Garrett’s salad surreptitiously (or so he thought). Garrett smirked and held a second fork out to Devon. “How did you-”

“I heard your stomach in the elevator.” Garrett held the fork closer. “Eat.”

Devon took the fork and speared a bite of salad. “Thanks.” He chewed the bite. Garrett nodded. They shared the salad in silence until their forks speared the same leaf of lettuce. Devon relinquished it and tried to will away the blush he felt creeping onto his face. Garrett nudged his coffee cup toward Devon with his free hand. Devon bit his lip. “You’re not trying to give me mono or something are you?” He smirked a little. Garrett rolled his eyes and Devon took a sip of the coffee. “Sorry.” Devon set the paper cup down and took another bite of lettuce.

Garrett shrugged. “Nothing to apologize for.” He shoved another forkful of salad into his mouth.

Devon shifted in his seat. “You have plans for dinner?”

Garrett raised an eyebrow. “No. I was thinking about going home and heating up something from the freezer and then crashing. Why?”

“It’s nothing.” Devon shook his head and pushed some lettuce around the plate. “Thought maybe you’d want to come over to my place.” He studied the tines of the fork on the lettuce. “But… I mean… you work long hours and-”

“Dinner at your place would be great.” Garrett smiled.

Devon looked up. “Really?” He silently cursed himself for sounding too eager.

“Gotta be better than frost-bitten steak, right?”

“Oh… yeah…” Devon ate a bite of salad and pulled a scrap of paper out of his back pocket. He looked it over, briefly wondering how it had ended up in that pair of jeans, before remembering he didn’t have a pen with him. “Um.” He glanced up to find that Garrett had pulled a pen out of the pocket of his lab coat. “…You’re starting to creep me out a little…” He smiled and took the pen, scrawling his address and phone number on the paper. “What time you get off tonight?”

“Nine.” Garrett frowned slightly. “That’s not too late is it?”

“Nah, that’s fine.” Devon stood and handed the paper to Garrett. “I should go check on Speed and Tony.”

Garrett smiled. “See you tonight.”

_+_+_+_+_

Speed looked up when Devon walked into his room.

“Hey…” Devon surveyed the room. “Where’s Tony?”

Speed stared at his blanket. “He left.”

Devon frowned. “Why?” He sat next to Speed’s bed. “Do I need to go hurt him?”

“I asked him to.” Speed closed his eyes.

“…Why?” Devon took Speed hand into his own.

“He said that he slept around.” A tear slipped down Speed’s cheek. Devon wiped the tear away with the pad of his thumb. “I needed time to process it all.”

“Aw, Speed.” Devon sighed and stroked Speed’s hair. “You gonna be okay?”

Speed nodded carefully. “Just need to rest, I think.”

“Okay.” Devon patted Speed’s hand. “I left my number at the nurse’s station, and Garrett has my number. You have someone call me if you need anything, okay?” Speed nodded again before drifting off to sleep.

timothy speedle, fic: more his speed, tony dinozzo, fic: all fic, csi:miami, ncis

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