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Chapter 4: Secrets Revealed

He stayed away all of one day but by the next evening, he could no longer bare it. Waiting until the midnight shift, Feral slipped unobtrusively onto the intensive care floor. He was out of uniform which caused the guard on duty to stare in surprise.

"Any problems?" He asked the officer.

"No sir, it's been very quiet. Razor is still in a coma and T-Bone is sleeping." The officer reported quietly.

"I'm just going to check on them. You may take a thirty minute break while I'm here." He ordered.

"Yes sir. Thank you, sir!" The officer said gratefully, saluted and strode off in search of some coffee and fresh air.

Feral stepped into the room. Razor was just inside the door with T-Bone's bed closer to the window. He glanced over at the tabby. T-Bone really looked awful. Both of his legs were suspended from the ceiling as well as his arms. It almost looked like he was trying to fly. Wincing with sympathy at how uncomfortable that must be, he looked away and down at his lover. Outwardly, Razor looked a little better off than his partner. Only his arms were suspended and he looked like he was sleeping peacefully no one would guess he was the more seriously injured of the two.

Leaning over, he reached out a careful finger and stroked Razor's cheek. There was no reaction from the prone figure. "Crud! Seeing the Turbokat a smoking ruin it was all I could do not to scream in anguish. Then they said you were alive. I was limp with relief. I've never been on such a roller coaster of emotion in my life and you are the cause. You have to wake up so I can yell at you for scaring me to death." He whispered harshly trying to be angry at his lover then pleading softly, "Gods, Razor, please wake up! I can't bare to be without you!"

Razor continued to lay there blissfully unaware as his lover held his paw and begged for him to wake up. Feral dared not stay too much longer. The guard would be coming back and a nurse could come in at any time and he certainly didn't want T-Bone to wake and find him there. Sighing painfully, he leaned down and gently kissed Razor's forehead then quietly left the room. The guard had returned and he nodded at him as he left as silently as he had arrived.

Enforcer Headquarters, morning shift...

Felina noticed when she left some reports for her uncle that he seemed tense and unhappy. Since he wasn't supposed to like the Swat Kats she didn't think it could be their being out of commission to be the cause for his woeful demeanor it should be quite the opposite in fact. Not that she thought he'd be so cruel as to rejoice over their present condition.So why was he acting so gloomily? She put the question in the back of her mind for later and returned to her duties. She planned on visiting the guys after her shift.

The Enforcers were lucky. The criminals didn't take advantage of the Swat Kats situation and it stayed fairly peaceful for the first week of their hospitalization. Razor had still not awakened though the doctors said he was healing and had no major damage to his brain. It was uncertain why he was still in a coma.

T-Bone shifted uncomfortably for the hundredth time and stared over at his partner unhappily. He'd heard talking to a coma patient could help them come back so he had been having one-sided conversations with his buddy. It was mostly about how miserable he was and his visits with Felina. Inwardly, he was very worried about Razor. He didn't know what he'd do if his best friend never woke up. He was also surprised Feral hadn't tried to learn who they were. As a matter of fact, he was even more surprised the Commander hadn't visited them. It was weird. He'd asked Felina about it but she hadn't a clue and added that her uncle seemed depressed. 'Okay, that was even stranger.' He thought.

Sighing, he squirmed again. There was an itch in one of his casts and it was driving him crazy. The docs said he was healing fast and may be out of his casts in another week. That was too long as far as he was concerned. Sighing yet again, he tried to take a nap.

Very late that evening, Feral once again visited the Swat Kats room. T-Bone had been given a sedative to help him sleep and was snoring softly when the Commander entered the room. Just to be on the safe side, he pulled the curtain around Razor's bed for privacy. He sat in the chair next to the bed and took Razor's paw in his. He caressed it gently while sitting quietly gazing at his lover. He stayed by Razor's side for an hour. He had ensured the guard schedule left this time open for him to take with no one the wiser.

He left for a few minutes to stretch out on the fire escape. While he was gone, Felina arrived to check on the guys. She was surprised there was no guard. Frowning, she entered the room and looked around but everything was alright except for the curtain being around Razor's bed. Still frowning, she went to T-Bones side. She always had a soft spot where the tabby was concerned not that she ever told him that and it hurt to see him this way. Sighing she gently caressed his shoulder.

The door to the room opened suddenly and a large shape stepped in. Felina froze and slowly drew her weapon. She waited and listened carefully as the person went to Razor's bedside. She heard whoever it was sit down and sigh. Then a very familiar voice spoke softly, "It's been a week, my love. Please don't leave me here alone. I really need you to wake up!" Her uncle's voice was filled with anguish. He continued hoarsely, "I'm afraid your jet is a total loss. I'll lend you another while you rebuild. Ms. Briggs is making Mayor Manx allocate funds for its replacement. I don't doubt you'll improve upon the old design. You're never satisfied unless you're tinkering." He paused and swallowed a lump of pain. "Please love wake up. I don't know how much longer I can bare not hearing your voice or feeling your arms around me." He pleaded.

Felina's mouth dropped open. Razor was her uncle's lover?!! No wonder he had never revealed who it was he was seeing. She was completely stunned. How on earth had this happened and how long had it been going on? This was incredible, but it certainly explained all the little clues she had subconsciously been collecting. His gradual relaxing of his stance against them, his strange behavior whenever the Swat Kats were in trouble, the odd arguments with Razor, all were explained now. Gods! It also explained why they both took such pains to keep it secret. It could ruin both their reputations if their relationship ever got out.

Felina watched his shadow stand and lean over Razor to kiss his forehead. "I have to go. You'd laugh to know I replaced the guard shift with myself. I can hear you say how stupid I am to risk it but I couldn't stay away. It hurts too much. Anyway, I've got to go. The next shift will be getting here soon." Sighing he began to move away when a sound came from the bed. He froze, "Razor, love was that you?" He whispered hopefully.

A barely heard voice whispered, "Uly?!"

With a soft cry of joy, Feral grabbed Razor's paw and leaned down to catch anything Razor wanted to say. "Oh love, how are you feeling? Can I get you anything?" He asked anxiously.

"Water!" Came the raspy answer.

Turning quickly, Feral went to the bathroom and got a glass and was grateful to find a container of straws nearby. Returning to Razor's side he gently guided the straw to the Kat's mouth. Slowly, Razor sipped gratefully, the water easing his dry throat. That small action exhausted him and he fell back to his pillow with a sigh. Setting the glass aside, Feral sat beside Razor and took his paw again. "I was soo worried. You were out soo long." He said caressing the paw he held.

"I'm sorry to have scared you, Ulysses. Just glad to be alive even if everything hurts. How is T-Bone?" He asked worried.

"He's right beside you. He's pretty banged up. Arms and legs are broken and he looks pretty ridiculous with them suspended in the air, almost like he's trying to fly." Feral was pleased when he drew a chuckle out of Razor over that description of his partner. "I'm really glad you're awake, my love. Unfortunately, I really have to leave now but I'll sneak in to see you again tomorrow night, okay?" Feral asked, reluctant to leave, as he got up.

"That's okay, love, I'm getting sleepy again anyway. But be careful coming here. It's really too big a risk but I'm glad to see you. Give me a kiss and get going!" Razor said gruffly.

Smiling happily, Feral leaned down and gave his lover a warm kiss. He caressed Razor's cheek as he raised up to leave. He straightened Razor's bedding and waved him goodbye and slipped out of the room.

Felina stayed quiet and waited until she felt Razor had fallen back to sleep before taking her leave as well. She was glad Razor was once more awake. She glanced at him briefly as she left the room, still amazed that he and her uncle were so much in love. The world was truly a strange place. She had no intention of letting anyone find out about it, not even T-Bone. If the couple wanted him to know, it was their business to inform him.

Despite the risks he took, Feral was never caught visiting Razor. Two weeks later, the pair were finally released from the hospital with stern warnings to rest and take it slow for another week at least before returning to their regular activity. Their only problem now was getting home. Felina solved that by lending them some civilian clothes and money for the bus. Thanking her for her thoughtfulness, they gratefully took the clothes and left the hospital at night, slipping out of sight to change. Soon they were boarding a bus for the Salvage Yard.

During their recovery, Chance expressed his annoyance over Jake going to see his lover. "You know, whoever she is she must not care that much about you. After all, she never visited you in the hospital." Chance said angrily worried for his buddy's welfare.

"On the contrary, he visited me frequently." Jake said quietly watching his partner's reaction to the change of pronoun.

"He?!" Chance gaped in surprise. "Uh, okay. I knew you liked both sexes. Sorry, I just assumed...hey! How come you never corrected me and why the big secret?" He asked upset.

"You know who it is and have no liking for him. I just didn't want to get into a big argument about it. It's my life after all and I make sure it doesn't affect our partnership." Jake said firmly.

"Well, yeah. It hasn't hurt our relationship but I was a bit concerned about why you felt you had to hide it. I guess I understand now why you felt you needed to." Chance sighed resigned then asked curiously, "Do you love him?"

"Yeah, I do, very much and he loves me." Jake said smiling.

"Does he know who we are?" Chance asked concerned.

"No! It was his choice. He didn't want to cause any problems between you and me. He knows how important it is for us to trust each other so we stay safe." Jake said seriously.

"Well that's good then." He said shrugging as he watched Jake change to Razor and take off on his cyclotron.

Chapter 5: The Final Pieces Fall Into Place

Though he tried to put it aside, it still bothered him that Jake felt he had to hide his relationship especially if this person had become that important to him. The more he tried to let it be the more it bugged him. His subconscious kept niggling him that he might very well know the mystery person but that he was unwilling to accept it.

As they returned to their normal duties, they began to rebuild the Turbokat. For the time being they used a souped up Enforcer jet, the Thunder truck and their cyclotrons to respond to calls. It was slow going rebuilding the jet and it took four months but finally they returned to the air in the new Turbokat.

During this time, T-Bone began to add up the past year and half's strange things that had bothered him. He'd wondered why Feral had gradually become more lenient with them and no longer tried very hard to arrest them. He took notice of the odd looks between Feral and Razor and it brought to mind incidences in the past where Feral had said something odd during an argument at different times and he began to remember strange looks that passed between them. At the time he shrugged them off but now he dragged them out and looked closer at them. He didn't want to believe where his clues were heading.

Finally, he could no longer ignore his suspicions. Feeling guilty about doing it but unable to back away, he tagged Razor's cyclotron. The next time he left to see his lover he followed along at a distance using one of the cars awaiting pick up at their garage. He kept out of view and used the locator to track Razor. He was surprised. The signal led him close to Professor Hackle's home. He watched the signal veer away for a short distance from Hackles place then stop. He continued on until he was almost on top of the little cabin hidden in the trees. He parked the car and walked carefully closer using a security detector. He didn't go up to the place because he knew Razor would have a very good security net around it and moments later a blip on his device proved it. He halted outside the security net.

His heart sank when he spotted the easily recognizable vehicle of Razor's lover. Right up to this moment he had really hoped he was wrong but that hummer could only belong to Commander Feral. Sighing, he used a listening device to hear what the two were saying. He heard Razor talking about the day's events without saying anything about the garage and asking about Feral's day. It was odd to hear that familiar baritone relay his day but he heard strain in that voice as well. Apparently Razor did too.

"What's wrong, love? You seem very ill at ease even though you're trying to pretend everything is okay." Razor coaxed

Turning away and beginning to remove his coat and shoes, Feral tried to shrug off his tension. But Razor was having none of it. He went to his lover and wrapped his arms around him. "Come on tell me what's wrong. Whatever it is, it's got you all tense and unhappy." He murmured softly.

"I can't tell you specifically. It's sensitive!" Feral sighed tightly.

"Okay, tell me what you can." Razor insisted.

"He was a good Kat. God! I'm so tired of writing those letters and his loss is felt more than most." He finally said painfully.

"Oh Uly, I'm soo sorry. I know it hurts and there is nothing wrong with feeling bad about it. You don't have to hide that kind of pain from me. That's what lover's are for. To help each other when things get bad." Razor said gently hugging his lover tightly and rocking him. Feral hugged back and allowed Razor to soothe him. Gradually his sorrow eased a bit.

"Ahh Razor, I love you soo much. You always have a way of making things seem not soo bad." Feral said warmly. "I'd be lost without you."

"Hmm, I love you too, you big lug. Now how about we eat something I'm hungry and horny and not necessarily in that order." Razor quipped to lighten the mood.

Feral chuckled suddenly feeling better, "Well we could strip, take our food to the bed and eat it off each other then we can satisfy both hungers." He smirked suggestively.

"Ohhh, now that sounds like a great idea." Razor smirked back and quickly got undressed while Feral got the food and finished undressing.

Chance shut off the device and quietly moved back to his vehicle. No matter how he felt about this relationship it didn't matter. It was very clear that they truly loved each other. It still felt odd but he would have to accept it. He didn't know if their identities would finally be revealed but for now he would keep the secret until that time came and let them keep theirs.

Meanwhile, in a cabin hidden in the trees...

Feral had picked up Chinese, with fried rice and broccoli beef for dinner. Laying on the bed, he placed the containers on the floor. Grabbing the rice container he poured a little all over the tom's chest and proceeded to nibble it off. Razor writhed and moaned at how good that felt. Taking a small amount into his mouth, Feral kissed Razor sharing the slippery grains between them. Grinning at the heated look on his lover's face he put the container down and reached for a piece of beef from the other container and holding it between his teeth approached Razor's mouth. Grinning wickedly, Razor nibbled the offering until their mouths met in a juicy kiss.

"God's Uly, this is making me so hot. Give me some of that wine." Razor urged hotly. Feral reached to the side of the bed again and handed the bottle to him. He drank a little holding some in his mouth and beckoning Ulysses closer. They kissed sharing the fruity taste. Uly moaned as they kissed harder and deeper. Food forgotten they pressed closer and tried to devour each other.

Panting urgently, Uly covered Razor, "I've got to have you now my love, I can't wait any longer." Razor moaned and raised his legs to Uly's shoulders. Accepting the invitation, he thrust deeply till he was buried to the hilt within his lover's hot body. Groaning together, Razor pulled Uly closer to him so they could kiss while the big tom began a hard and fast rhythm. The world spun away as they raced for that moment of pure pleasure at the same time. Shuddering and roaring their climaxes, they burned together in perfect union. No matter what the future had in store for them, this moment would be forever theirs.