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Six Months
by PEJA
"Six months."
Chuck twisted around to face the man who had invaded his space on silent cat feet. "What?"
"Six months." Casey repeated, a dark glint in his hard eyes.
"O-kaaay," Chuck nodded. "Six months. Six months, what?"
"The company will have their networks back up and running in six months."
Chuck blanched "And they won't need me any longer."
Casey stared deep into the younger man's yes.
"You're gonna kill me in six months."
Chuck's eyes darted around the open park, the desperate urge to run written plainly on his face. "Why," he sighed finally."Are you telling me. aren't you afraid I'll try to escape?"
"Where would you go?"
"Sarah.."
"Will, undoubtedly, be getting the same orders."
"So, in six months I'm a dead man."
A dark smile ghosted over Casey's lips and he brushed the back of one curved hand over Chuck's pallid cheek. "Not," His eyes lifted to a man in the distance, who approached on silent, fleet feet. "Necessarily."
The lanky stranger slipped into Casey's arms and was promptly pulled tight for a hungry kiss.
Chuck shifted on his feet, watching the passionate display with a flash of anger. "Are you going to explain what you're trying to tell me?"
"Jake, this is Chuck Bartowski... the man I was telling you about." Casey dodged the question. "Chuck..."
"Jake Foley," Chuck slipped in, extending his hand to the other man, while glaring at Casey. "Accidently infected with nanos that enhanced his senses, as well as..."
"Yes, well, lets not go into all that." Casey interrupted. "Jake, your shadow's caught up with you."
Jake turned into a pair of sharply dressed arms, smiling with absolute devotion into shadowed, dark eyes. The older man caressed his cheek with the back of his hand, purely possessive before his stormy glance moved to John Casey. "Casey."
"Duarte."
Kyle sneered, his dark eyes flame with something akin to rage. "Still trying to poach my treasures, are you?"
Casey dead-panned back at him, "You never were very good sharing."
For a long heart-beat the two men stared into each others eyes as if waging a silent battle then Kyle Duarte chuckled, extending his hand to Casey. The men exchanged a warm handshake, before Kyle's appraising glance slid over Chuck. "Looks like you found yourself quite an impressive pretty as well, Johnny."
"If he'll have me." Something softened in Casey's face as he turned toward Chuck. "That's still to be determined."
Something in Casey's tone, or maybe it was the warmth of his gaze sent a fission of flame licking over Chuck's groin. "Ah....Can somebody tell me..."
Casey silenced him with a tender testing kiss. Chuck's hands came up between them pressing back against Casey's chest but Casey was a rock of determination and Chuck finally stilled in his arms, raising his arms to curl around Casey's neck and responded in kind.
Groaning deep in his chest, Casey ended the kiss. He traced Chuck's swollen lower lip with a gentle thumb, smiling. "Just listen for once, will you?"
Chuck slanted him a shy grin. "Shutting up now."
"So," Kyle said, grinning widely. "You say you've been ordered to ...end your pretty's involvement in classified information?"
Casey nodded. "In six months."
"If they wait that long," Jake grumbled.
"Exactly." Casey gave one curt nod. "I have something more interesting in mind for the civvie, though."
"So," Kyle asked, wrapping an arm around Jake and tugging him tight against is side. "How can we help?"
Casey cast his glance over the area, cold and dispassionate, then said, "I need information. Something I can use to force them to back off."
Jake grinned, "Can do. Easy. Anything else? Just need the names of the controllers and I can have something set and running in....minutes."
"Anything else?" Kyle asked.
Casey's lips turned up in a dazzling smile. "I think we can take it from there." He met Chuck's wide gaze. "You okay with all this?"
"All this as in the safety net you are setting in motion?" Chuck wanted to know. "Or as in you and me?"
"Both."
"What about Sarah?"
"She's a good cover," Casey tipped Chuck's chin, capturing his eyes. "But only a cover. I don't like to share."
Chuck's arms wrapped tightly around the older man and he rested his head on the strong chest. "Better than okay."
the end
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