Date: Wed, 6 Dec 2000 16:29:44 -0500
From: Kathrine <storykath@operamail.com>
Subject: Eternally Yours, part 15

Legal disclaimer: this is fiction. As in not real. Contains m/m situations, be
old enough to read this, ok?

Author's note: another chapter from me. Hope you all like. See ya guys soon.
Bye bye.

- Chapter 15 -

"I guess it's just you and me then, love," Joey said as JC and he were alone.
"With our little lambs off on their own." "I know," JC said. "They grow up so
fast... So what do you want to do tonight?" Kissing JC's neck, just below the
ear, Joey whispered: "Go out and feed and then come back here, get into
bed..." "I like that," JC replied. "You know hunting always gets me in the
mood." "I wasn't aware of that you were ever out of the mood," Joey commented
innocently. "Neither are you," JC just said, letting his hands stray.

**********

"See anything you like, sweetheart?" Joey asked as they stopped on the street
corner. They had returned to the familar hunting grounds of the downtown
streets. "I must admit there is not much to choose from tonight." "I think I
want him," JC said and pointed. "I want to play with the policeman." "As you
wish, darling," Joey said, giving him a quick kiss. "Let me see if the
policeman wants to play with us, ok?" Pressing his lips to Joey's in an eager
kiss, JC answered: "Ok."

Joey made sure to have eyecontact with the policeman JC had picked. He knew
that most of the police officers patroling this part of town were either some
rookie with a mission, or corrupt. Which made them a favourite for his kind.
Usually they put up a good fight, a challenge dearly needed. And it was fun to
tease them a little with mysterious dead bodies showing up every now and
again...drained for blood and with little puncture marks on their necks... And
then watch them chase after some psycho killer, because vampires didn't exist,
right?

The policeman was intrigued by the bold stare, and just as Joey had expected
he turned, said somthing to his partner and moved towards them. Usually all
the street's creatures fled as they saw the blue and white cars. If the
anonymous men wearing the black uniforms wanted a special one, they sought him
out. Waiting till the policeman had nearly apporached them, Joey took JC hand
and pulled him into the secluded alley. Kissing him deeply, he winked at him.
"Here he comes...your ready?" JC smiled. "Oh yes!"

The policeman was in his late thirties. Face cleanshaven and eyes blue under
the edge of his hat. "Hey, you two!" he hollered into the alley. "Come out of
there." "Come and get us!" Joey answered. They heard a muttered response.
"Don't make me come in after you! I'll drag both your sorry asses downtown for
disobeying police orders." "Think he is serious?" JC asked, the thrill of the
hunt making his eyes glimmer. "I don't know," Joey said, "let's find out,
shall we?"

The policeman's steps were loud in the small alley. "What the hell kinda game
are you two playing?" he demanded. "Now get back home before I call your
parents and have them come get you at the station. "Now, you wouldn't want to
do that," Joey said slowly. "That would be a mistake... Right, lover?" "Huge
mistake," JC agreed. "You wouldn't want them to find out now, would you?"
Pausing the police officer's eyes snapped back to JC. "What?"

"We know what you did!" JC said, playing his role as the innocent one so well
that Joey nearly laughed. The man started looking uncertain. "What do you
mean?" he challenged JC.
"We know about the bad thing you did," JC said, looking very serious. But it
was obvious to Joey that JC was enjoying himself.

Picking up on the policeman's fear and uncertainty, JC moved on. "You
shouldn't have done it," he said, "it wasn't right." "How the hell do you know
about this?" the answer came.
"We know," JC taunted him. brighteyed. "We know all about it!" "You saw me!"
the man babbled on, "you saw me kill that chick!" "You killed her," JC nodded.
The man had no idea that JC was just playing along with the emotions pouring
out of the mow frantic cop. "You killed that poor, innocent girl... Such a bad
thing to do..."

Going for his gun, the man snarled: "I was going to bring you both downtown,
but now I just going to take you out right here and now!" Raising his shaky
hand, he aimed his revolver at JC. One fired shot later, JC looked down to
find blood seeping from a wound in his upper arm. "Joey, he shot me!" he
pouted. "And not very well either..." "Do you want me to punish him for you,
love?" Joey asked, his lips on JC's ear. "Yes," JC answered, looking at the
police officer. "I want you to punish the bad policeman." Carefully biting
down on JC's earlobe, Joey chuckled. "Of course, baby."

Turning to the man he swiftly kicked him in the head. Watching him fall, Joey
got him again, this time in the stomach. "Now apologize to my baby," he
growled, circling the man. When the policeman didn't answer, Joey smiled and
kicked him again. "I'm sorry," the policeman stuttered, coughing. "Happy,
hon?" Joey asked JC, loving the playful gleam in JC's eyes.
"I want him to kneel in front of me and say it," JC demanded. "Make him do it,
love."

"You heard him," Joey said, watching the fallen man. "On your knees, cop."
Staring at him with eyes where rage and hate were quickly devouring sanity the
man lounged for Joey. "No, no," Joey scolded him. With an easy hit, he sent
the man back to the ground again. "Why do you keep doing this to youirself? My
baby wants you to apologize. On your knees." Moving closer to the man, Joey
smiled sweetly. "My baby always gets what he wants."

A low growl escaped the man and once again he attacked Joey. Letting the
policeman get to his feet this time, Joey waited till he was all up before
punching him in the face. His foot made contackt with the back of the
policeman's knee, sending him down, kneeling in front of JC. "Tell him you're
sorry," Joey whispered into the man's ear, knowing that their victim had to
have seen that the gunshot sound in JC's arm had completely healed itself by
now. Letting his fingers lock around the man's neck, he increased the pressure
of his fingers. As Joey's fingers squeezed the nerves in his neck, the
policeman felt himself on the verge of blacking out. "I'm sorry!" he blurted
out, "I'm sorry."

The grip on his neck was released and he breathed happily. "Told you so," an
amused voice said. "My baby always gets what he wants. I'll make sure of
that."

Grabbing the man by his hair, Joey pulled him to his feet. The man's face was
a mask of crazed anger scraping into every pore. Turning him against JC, Joey
asked: "Do you want him, sweetie?" A wide smile crossed JC's face. "Together,
love, as we always do." Joey smiled back. "I love you, sweetstuff." "Love you
too, sugar," JC replied.

Keeping his eyes locked on the policeman's face, JC moved slowly towards him,
smiling. "It was fun," he said, a little sad tone creeping into his voice.
"But unfortunelately all good things must come to an end..." "Go to hell!" the
man spluttered through blood and saliva. He was stopped by JC's hand slapping
him over the face. "Don't talk back to me, cop." When the man didn't say any
more, JC smiled again. "Time to bo beddy-bye bye," he whispered. Stopping in
front of the man he moved his lips to the side of the man's neck, knowing that
Joey mimicked his actions from behind.

As they both bit down, the man made a gurgling sound, his whole body
struggling to move. The movements became spastic and then they weakened away.
Lifting his head, Joey met JC's eyes.
Throwing the body aside, he swept JC up into his arms. "Did you have fun,
honey?" "Yes" JC answered happily, wrapping his arms around Joey's neck. "He
was fun! A little stupid, but fun!" "I liked it too," Joey admitted. "You know
I love watching you play." "I like the thought of you watching me," JC said,
his voice seductively teasing. Pressing his body against Joey's, he added: "I
do it just for you."

Joey claimed his lips with a ferocity that made JC's blood ignite, that set
his body on fire that made his skin tingle in raw desire to be touched. "Let's
go back," he breathed. "I want you." Joey moved his mouth to his throat,
making JC moan. Even the slightest touch of Joey's warm lips, and JC's body
demanded him, craved him. "We'll go back," Joey promised, trailing a path of
kisses up to JC's lips.

"Come," JC mumbled, dragging Joey along, not breaking their kiss. "I need
you." Joey ran his hand up under JC's T-shirt. "I can't wait to get back to
the house. Right now I would take you on the hood of the car, I don't care who
is watching." Insistently kissing his lover's neck, JC almost whimpered. "I
don't care if the fucking pope was watching us...god, I want you!" "Backseat
of the car," Joey suggested. "Works for me," JC said. "Let's go."

**********

The light rain fall had stopped as abruptdly as it had started. But neither of
them moved out from under the small roof, where they were standing closely
together. "So what are you doing down here?" Chris asked. "You sure don't look
like you belong here." "Neither do you," Lance replied. "And I'm not even
running around up on rooftops..." "True enough..." Chris answered. He smiled
again, looking a little embarrased. "I wasn't so much running as I was falling
down though." "You sure you didn't hurt yourself?" Lance asked, trying to
ignore what that smile was doing to his body. "Just my pride," Chris answered,
running a hand through his hair. "I landed on you, remember? I should be
asking you if you're ok. Are you ok?" "I am," Lance nodded. "You knocked me
over, mostly, I was more startled than anything."

Sending Chris a smile, Lance added: "But it has to be weirdest way of meeting
someone though." "Don't know about that," Chris smiled back, "I have met quite
a few people in some mighty strange ways in my time. But maybe that's just
me...I do meet some rather unsual people in my line of work... But nevermind
that."

"Thank you for that," Lance thought. "I could just picture the look on your
face if I told you I know you are a slayer. How I know? Oh, let's see... How
about this? I'm a vampire, and
one of the guys I live with used to be a friend of you. Now you want to kill
him. Which in turn makes his boyfriend want to kill you. Justin I don't know
about. I think he'll kill you just for the fun of it."

Lance knew that this was a stupid, and dangerous game to play, but he just
couldn't make himself walk away from Chris. If Chris hadn't discovered that he
was a vampire yet, then there was a good chance Lance would be able to keep it
hidden from him. He was at least going to give it his best try.