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I have the reports from Gemson and Boyd,_ Syn replied. His boots were up on the corner of his desk as he reclined back in his chair, skimming the contents of the file.__ow are they?_ God asked. He removed his leather coat and draped it over the back of his chair.__etailed. Good,_ Syn answered. He brought his feet down and gave God a pointed look.The big man shook his head, already knowing what Syn wanted. He wanted everything they knew about this case. Now.__lright Syn. Chill out. We__e not used to you yet. But we know what it means to have a Sergeant on our team. You__e the team's go to, and have just as much command and input regarding decision making as we do,_ Day responded as God stared. Day chuckled. __ito was just as important as the other Jacksons.__yn threw a pen at Day, which he dodged easily. Syn couldn__ help but laugh at Day__ fucked up comparison. ____ no fucking Tito, shithead.

Fuck,_ Syn growled. He was still thinking of solutions when he heard something scrape against his doorknob. Something metal was tampering with the lock. If he were anywhere else in the apartment he wouldn__ have heard it, but he was right next to the door, so he could hear someone trying to get in. He instinctually moved to stand in front of Furi, pulling his Sig from its holster and unlocking the safety. He felt Furi tensing behind him.He could hear the tool manipulating the lock mechanism. Is this bastard really fuckin_ brave enough to break into my home in broad goddamn daylight? Syn was in awe at the size of this guy__ balls. The closet door was arm's length away. He yanked it open and grabbed the blanket off the top shelf, pulling his loaded twelve-gauge shotgun down just as the door eased open. All Syn could see was the tip of a black boot. Furi griped his shoulder. __ey. Listen to this!_ Syn yelled out. He put the stock of the gun firmly against his shoulder and pulled the pump back in two extremely swift moves. The sound was extremely loud and intimidating in the quiet room, by far the scariest sound an intruder could hear.__on__ shoot, Dirty Harry._ The irritating chuckle that followed was unmistakable.__on of a bitch,_ Syn grumbled. __ay, have you lost your fuckin_ mind?__is Lieutenants came all the way through the door, Day laughing at the pissed look on Syn's face and Furi leaning on the wall behind him recovering from a panic attack. __yn. What the hell is going on man? Are you really gonna put a buckshot in someone you think is breakin_ into your little-ass apartment? Because, you do know that that__ excessive force, right?_ God asked, looking at him expectantly.__ was just scaring them off. No one comes in after hearing that sound, trust me._ Syn removed the shell and placed the gun back in the closet, covering it with the blanket. He turned to look at Furi. He looked a little pale but he was okay.Syn spun back around, __ay. Knock on my damn door like a normal visitor and wait for me to say come in!__ay pfftd, plopping down on the couch. __ou don__ invite the wind. The wind just____top saying that stupid wind bullshit. Because if your door is shut and you weather guard that bitch then the wind stays the fuck out until ... You. Open. The. Door._ Syn__ dark eyes bored into Day__ hazel ones.God__ laugh was raspy, while Day looked bewildered. __ut we__e family.___h for fuck__ sake,_ Syn grumbled, he had to get going; he had no time to explain to Day about how to behave in civilized society. He turned serious eyes back on Furi. __ gotta go, but I really think___uri pulled Syn to him before he could finish the sentence, kissed him hard on the mouth before turning, heading to the bedroom. __ust concentrate on your job and don__ take any officers away from their assignments to follow me. There could be someone out there who really needs their help.__yn didn__ get to say anything else because Furi had closed the bedroom door. End of discussion.

Syn had to take his hand off Furi__ thigh so he could answer his cell phone. He saw it was Day and put it on speakerphone.__eah, Day. What__ the word?_ Syn greeted, cutting right to chase on the decision of Furi__ protective order.__t__ done and I had Ruxs and Green serve it this afternoon._ Day__ grin could be heard through the phone.Syn and Furi turned and smiled at each other, remembering how intimidating those two detectives looked. There was no way Patrick and Brenden would want to go up against them. They were the muscle of the taskforce so Syn could only imagine how they served that order. Surely Furi__ ex was on the first thing smoking back to Charlotte.__sk Furi if he's gotten any phone calls from asshat today.___ait how__ you know he was even with me?_ Syn glanced a look at the phone.Day pfftd. __eah right, just ask him.__uri spoke up, his deep voice filling the small space of Syn__ truck. __o I haven__. Thank you very much Day, I really appreciate your help man.__ay__ voice dropped a couple octaves and rumbled back through the speaker. __all me Leo, darlin. And just how appreciative are you willing to be, Furious?__lick.Syn disconnected the call and tossed the phone into the console. Furi laughed so hard he had tears coming down his cheeks.

Furi walked across Syn__ living room carpet for what felt like the millionth time while he waited for him to come back. How dare he order me to leave? Like I__ a damn kid. Furi decided right then and there that he was going to have a talk with Syn. Furi wouldn__ be his kept man or his bitch.Furi stopped mid-stride when he heard the door open and close behind Syn. All the anger and hostility he__ felt while alone in Syn__ place just disappeared when the ruggedly handsome man yanked his dark coat off and threw it on the couch, approaching Furi with a hungry look.__id he hurt you?_ Syn__ voice was gravelly. He put both hands on either side of Furi__ neck and lifted it gently, eyeing the slight redness there.____ fine. Despite the fact you keep having to rescue me, I__ not a weakling. I can defend myself,_ Furi said with venom, pulling away from Syn__ examination.__ight. That Mr. Miyagi crash course at the Y._ Syn stifled a laugh, but Furi thought it was anything but funny and he let Syn know it.__on__ fucking mock me._ Furi stormed past him down the hall. Syn__ footsteps sounded behind him. He__ just caught up with him when he opened the bathroom door.__ey, hey, hey,_ Syn said in a whisper. ____ sorry. I wasn__ mocking you, I was teasing you.__uri frowned and Syn shook his head. __et me clarify. Joking after an intensely stressful situation helps to calm me. I need to come down from the high of an adrenaline rush, that__ all that was.

Our probie kicked the door in before we gave the okay. We don__ think he__ going to make it on the task force, Cap. He__ too much of a hot-head.__h, fuck that. There was no way that they were going to pin this on him. Syn growled and took several determined steps toward Day before God was there, blocking his path.__ou might want to think about your next move very carefully. Especially if it involves touching him._ God__ voice lowered to a frightening timbre.

Once they were gone, Syn lifted his head to look at his Lieutenants. He knew how close he__ been to putting a bullet in that bastard__ head, because all he kept picturing were that man__ hands wrapped around Furi__ throat. Syn hadn__ lost control in a long time, and he wondered what that meant. How deep did his feelings for Furi run?__o home,_ Day said, clasping him on the shoulder. __e__l handle the rogue bitch clan at the station.___ can do my job, Day,_ Syn snapped back at his boss.__e know that. We__l let Sasha Pain; aka porn bitch sit on ice and interrogate her in the morning see if there__ any connection with this ex-husband and BTNS._ God gestured with his head. __o check on your man, you know that__ where you want to be.__yn was taken aback. God said nothing about him dating a prior suspect in a case they were still working, or about dragging them into a back alley fight while he took his revenge. God was actually being compassionate. Well, damn. Syn was astonished to see that side of him.__esides, you won__ be worth shit to me with a hard on all night.__nd he__ back. Well, that compassion sure was short-lived.

Syn stared into Furi__ sparkling eyes. He brought one hand up and tenderly brushed Furi__ cheek. __ongratulations.___hank you._ Furi kissed his lips gently. ____l be fine. I__ a big boy.___ know you are._ Syn winked.Furi flushed with embarrassment. __hut up. Don__ start something you can__ finish._____l finish it later,_ Syn promised. His look was pure lust as he pushed his rising cock against Furi__ jean-clad thigh.__uckin_ right you will,_ Furi moaned against Syn__ cheek, rocking back against him. ____ fuckin_ take you right now if your bosses weren__ in the front room.__yn groaned.Furi gripped Syn__ cock in a firm grip and stroked a couple times, wrapping his other arm around Syn__ back to hold him close. He nipped at Syn__ stubbled chin, peppering sweet kisses along his jaw to his ear. Furi flicked his tongue out and pulled the fleshy lobe between his soft lips. Furi__ lips were pressed against his ear as he spoke in a low, sexy drawl, ____ bend you over this sink and fuck you until you yelled my name and begged me not to stop.___uck,_ Syn moaned. Heat tore up through him at Furi__ nasty words.__uck you hard, just how you like it, baby._ Furi increased the speed of his stroke.__h fuck, fuck. No. Stop honey,_ Syn protested weakly, his balls already throbbing with the need for release.__hy?_ Furi hissed.__ecause I fucking refuse to let Day hear me come._ Syn put some room between their bodies and kept backing up until he hit the wall. He tried to control his breathing, but staring at Furi__ gorgeous, flushed face didn__ help.__ou guys are crazy._ Furi shook his head.__ay__ pranks have no boundaries. I wouldn__ be surprised if my moans are broadcasted over the loudspeaker in the office today._ Syn opened the bathroom door and gestured for Furi to look out into the hallway. __ee.__uri busted out laughing at Day standing there in the hallway with his cell phone in his hand, studying the non-existent art on Syn__ bare wall. He whistled like he was just lounging around not looking for trouble. Syn just flipped him off and pulled Furi into his bedroom, slamming the door behind them.__h my fucking god. That shit is too funny._ Furi laughed while he put a few things into his backpack.__eah, because you don___ have to deal with his silliness._ Syn hurried to get dressed.

Syn tightened his seat belt as God drove like a damn lunatic through the city. He was now on the interstate doing over a hundred miles an hour.__f the person__ already dead, what__ the damn rush, Cash?_ Day grumbled, obviously not liking God__ driving either.God ignored his passengers and swerved over four lanes, cutting off an eighteen-wheeler and just missing the barrier as he took the exit ramp at seventy.__ot a real heavy foot there, don__ you Lieutenant?_ Syn gritted through clenched teeth.God let out a grunt as sharp green eyes caught Syn__ reflection in the rearview mirror.Please just watch the fucking road.

This fucking city is full of nothing but thugs, money grubbing porn-bitches, and hustlers. I__ calling the police._ Ex fumed as he struggled to pull his cell from his pocket.If Syn weren't so damn angry it would__e been funny as shit the way the man__ jaw dropped when God and Day both pulled their gold badges out from under their shirts. Day smiled that sinister grin and kneeled in front of them, speaking in an official tone, _911, what is your emergency?

Syn pulled Furi to his chest. __uri, I want you to go back through the bar and go wait at my place. I__ going to have a little chat with your ex-husband,_ Syn said extra loudly.Furi huffed in annoyance, __yn, I took six months of self-defense courses at the YMCA this year. I can fight for myself.__yn looked at Furi like he__ lost his damn mind. __t the Y? Well hell, that__ great Furious. If you ever get jumped by the Village People, feel free to pull out those moves. As for now, I want you to take your karate-kicking-YMCA-going-ass back to my apartment,_ Syn snarled at Furi, urging him toward the door, having neither the time nor the patience to argue with his ridiculous pride. Thankfully, with one final glare Furi went back into the pub. When Syn turned back, God and Day were looking back and forth between him and his two foes.__hat__ going on here, fellas?_ God asked casually, not acknowledging Syn.

Syn pulled his boxers on and quietly left the bedroom, walking angrily to the kitchen. He turned the corner and wanted to throw a shit-fit at the sight before him. Day was standing at his stove loading some type of egg dish onto a plate before turning and setting it in front of God. God folded down one side of his newspaper, peering at Syn from behind it.__ell good morning, sunshine,_ Day said way too cheerily for five-fucking-a.m. __e brought breakfast.__yn clenched his jaw, trying not to yell at his superior officers. __ave you two lost your fuckin_ minds? Come on. It__, it__ ... early._ Syn turned his wrist, forgetting he didn__ have his watch on yet. __amn, you guys are always at the office, or at a crime scene, or over fucking here at god-awful hours.___h, it__ early?_ Day said disbelievingly. God shrugged like he hadn__ realized either.__eriously. When the fuck do you guys sleep?___ever,_ God said nonchalantly.__hen do you fuck?_ Syn snapped.__lways,_ Day quipped. __ust did thirty minutes ago. Nice couch by the way, real comfy, sorry for the stain._ Syn tiredly flipped Day off.__on__ be pissed,_ Day sing-songed. __ dab of Shout will get that right out.__yn rubbed angrily at his tired eyes, growling, __ay.___e__ not in a joking mood, sweetheart,_ God said from behind his paper. __ou know we didn__ fuck on your couch so calm the hell down. Damn you__e moody in the morning. Unless ... We weren__ interrupting anything, were we? So, how__ porn boy?_ God__ gruff voice filled the kitchen, making Syn cringe.__irst of all. Don__ fucking call him that, ever, and damnit God. Lower your voice. Shit. He__ still asleep,_ Syn berated his Lieutenant, who didn__ look the slightest bit fazed by Syn__ irritation. __ou guys could let him sleep, he__ had a rough night, ya know.__ay leaned his chest against God__ large back, draping his arms over his shoulders. __h damn, what kind of friends are we? It was rough, huh?_ Day looked apologetic.__es, it was, Day. He just____ry water-based lube next time,_ Day interrupted, causing God to choke on his eggs.__ay, fuck._ Syn tried not to grin, but when he thought about it, it really was funny.__ knew I__ get you to smile. Have some breakfast Sarge, we gotta go question the crazy chicks. You know how much people feel like sharing when they__e spent a night in jail.___amn. Alright, just let me____ow. Something smells great._ Furi__ deep voice reached them from down the hall as he made his way to the kitchen. __ou cook babe? Who knew? I__l have the Gladiator portion._ Furi used his best Roman accent as he sauntered into the kitchen with his hands on hips and his head high.Syn turned just as Furi noticed God and Day.__h, fuck, shit, Jesus Christ!_ Furi stumbled, his eyes darting wildly between all of them. __amn, I__ so sorry._ Furi looked at Syn trying to gauge exactly how much he__ fucked up just now.Syn smiled at him and Furi immediately lost the horrified expression. Syn held his hand out and mouthed to him 'it's okay.

Syn watched Day look around at his lack of furniture ... or pictures ... or art ... or decorations ... or any other amenities that made a house a home. __h good. It looks like we didn__ miss the housewarming party. Are you registered?

Yep. We__e his Lieutenants,_ Day answered, picking up the largest coffee cup Furi had ever seen and taking a huge gulp. __ou guys had a trying evening last night, so we thought we__ check in on you.__yn just nodded. __mm. Right.___ice bandage._ God peeked around his paper again angling his head at Syn__ hand. __othing broken?__yn looked at his hand. __uri wrapped it up for me last night. Just a little torn skin, it__ nothing really.___e tried to be all tough but I had to blow on it to make it feel better._ Furi__ teasing had Syn smiling.__lad you__e okay, Syn._ Day winked mischievously.Furi looked at Syn. __ou just don__ realize how awesome it is to have such great bosses. Came to check up on you, considerate enough to bring you breakfast, I mean just all around awesome guys.___ust wait for it, Furi,_ Syn cut him off.__hat?_ Furi__ brow creased in confusion.__ll the warm compliments you__e giving God and Day ... just wait for it.__uri looked confused. __ don__ know what you__e____hat else did you have to blow on to make feel better?_ Day said around a snort. __eally hate to have missed that show, spanky._ Day smiled broadly at Furi.Furi groaned and dropped his head as he ran both hands through his hair. __ou guys watched my videos.___ell yeah._ Day grinned.__or evidence and research purposes only,_ God chimed in.__ive times,_ Day yelled, punching God in his large bicep.__kay guys. Shut up," Syn huffed.____ just saying, you lucky fuck. You get to date a hot porn puppy and we can__ say anything._ Day stared at Furi, completely ignoring Syn__ fuming.

Goodbye Syn.That man at the end of the bar; that was the kind of man that lured you to his bed at night and fucked you senseless, but then beat the shit out of you the next morning, because in the harsh light of day, he wasn__ gay. Furi knew that type of man all too well. As he walked the half-block to the bus stop, his blood cooled at the horrific memories of the last year as he lit a Marlboro and waited for the next bus. He didn__ need to dredge up old horror stories, he had to get his mind right ... he had an early shoot in the morning.

Excuse me, sir._ One the young officers put his hand up to stop them. __re you Furious Barkley?___aybe. Maybe not. Is there a problem, officers?_ Doug stepped in front of Furi.__amn straight there__ a problem._ Syn stepped inside the door, yanking his dark aviator glasses off his face. The scowl he wore told Furi this was not a pleasant coincidence. __hanks guys, you can go.__uri stood with his mouth hanging open while Syn dismissed the officers.__eriously, Starsky. You gonna track my boy down every time he leaves the house?_ Doug said angrily, still blocking Furi.__e__ not your boy. And what I do regarding Furi is none of your goddamn business._ Syn__ clenched jaw made his words sound like an evil hiss. He shouldered past Doug and got directly in Furi__ face. __hen I__e been calling him for over six hours and he hasn__ picked up or returned any of my calls, I__l send a fuckin_ SWAT team to find him if I want to.__yn spun and pointed his finger in Doug__ face, __hat__ my say, not yours._ Syn__ voice was rising with his growing temper, and all eyes were on them.__kay, let__ get out of here._ Furi pushed at both men, urging them out the door.As soon as they were out in the brisk fall air, Syn rounded on Furi, pushing their chest together. __here have you been, Furious? I__e been going crazy trying to check on you, and you__e sitting here casually eating pancakes,_ Syn growled.__ey, back up, man._ Doug tried to wedge in between Furi and Syn.Syn looked up in annoyance. __oug, I swear, if you touch me, I__ gonna ensure that you never regain the use of that hand.___kay, okay._ Furi put both hands flat on Syn__ chest, feeling his rapid heartbeat underneath all that muscle. Fuck. He really was scared. What was I thinking turning off my phone with everything that__ going on? __yn. I__ so sorry. I turned my phone off because____ou don__ owe him an explanation. You__e a grown man, Furious. You were having a business meeting; he has no right to demand you be available to him at all times, just like Patrick.__uri and Syn both snapped at Doug. But Furi took control. __ey! Don__ you ever say that again. This man is nothing like that asshole._ Furi shook his head at the absurdity of Doug__ accusation. __on__ even say his name in the same sentence as Patrick__.__oug looked at Furi as if he were a stranger.__oug, you don__ know everything that__ been going on. But I promise I__l catch you up, okay? Then you__e going to feel pretty shitty about what you just said about Syn._ Furi nodded his head. __o home. I__l call you when I__ back at Syn__ place.___ou__e staying with him?_ Doug yelled.__oug. You know it__ not safe at my place,_ Furi said softly, his eyes pleading with his friend for him to understand.__hen you should come to stay with me. I don__ trust this guy!___his is fuckin_ crazy,_ Syn snarled. __ know you__e his friend, but you__e sounding more pissed than a friend should be.___on__ try to read me, Detective. Furi is my best friend, and I__e had his back since the first day he got here._ Doug wasn__ backing down from Syn__ intimidating posture. Syn__ dark glasses were back on, creating a perfectly badass look with his black leather coat and boots. All the hardware Syn had tucked under his arms and the shiny badge hanging around his neck was a sight right out of a sexy cop porno.

You don__ want none of this, man. Stay out of it._ Preppy looked around Syn, obviously wanting some more of Furious.__aybe I do._ Syn looked bored and then thought for a second. If he broke this kid__ jaw, that could be his damn promotion. Just when the kid looked like he wanted to start something, Syn pulled his badge. __aybe a night in lock-up will get you to shut the fuck up.__yn heard the guy he punched groaning and looked at him, not wanting to find himself attacked from behind too. What he was surprised to not find was Furious. Syn pulled out his cell and called 911, he gave his name and badge number and told dispatch he had a few drunk and disorderlies that needed clearing out.Syn desperately wanted to find Furious. He knew the man was alright. Surely he was able to take a gut punch, but he wanted to talk to him. Syn knew he may have already fucked up. Without thinking, he__ pushed Furi behind him like he couldn__ defend himself. But when Syn saw the pain of that punch flash over the man__ beautiful face, his protective instincts rose with a vengeance and he__ acted. He looked back and forth from the bar, to the door, to the college assholes, wanting to run and find Furi, but he couldn__ leave his perps unattended until the uniforms got there.

Syn finished with dispatch then called his first officer. While waiting for the phone to be answered he told Furi to pack a bag with whatever he would need for the next couple of days. Furi didn__ move.__urious,_ Syn growled. He wanted to get the hell out of that apartment just in case Sasha wanted to come finish the job.____ not leaving. She is not going to run me out of my own damn place._ Furi jutted out his chin in defiance.Syn forgot about his phone call and came to stand directly in front of Furi. __o and pack a bag now. That crazy bitch is not going to get a second chance if I have anything to say about it.___ou don__ have anything to say about it.___he hell I don__,_ Syn barked. __our foolish pride will get you killed. Let's deal with her and then you__e more than welcome to come home. Don__ let your stubbornness make you an easy target, because that__ just stupid.___ou calling me stupid?_ Furi snapped right back.Syn rolled his eyes in frustration. __re you fuckin_ kiddin_ me? Furious we don__ have time for this Mickey Mouse bullshit right now. Go get your shit and let__ move._ Syn went over to the only window in Furi__ apartment and stood watch while Furi threw some clothes, toiletries, books and a laptop into a bag, grumbling curses the entire time. Syn let him say whatever he wanted to, as long as he was doing what needed to be done.Furi had a large duffle draped over his shoulder when he came to stand in front of Syn. __one, Detective. Anything else you want to order me to do?__yn took a quick calming breath. He took Furi__ duffle off his shoulder and set it gently at his feet. He put his arms around Furi__ waist and pulled him to him. ____ not trying to order you around. I just can__ let anyone hurt you._ Syn squeezed his eyes shut.