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"Having a target painting on my back for so long really made it difficult to trust, or care about anyone, but if that nut job hadn't crawled into my life I wouldn't be looking at this ceiling right now whishing we never shared those moments. Whishing we never made love, whishing we never accepted Keith's games because I wouldn't be dying right now. I know it's selfish, I know I'm horrible, but this pain I feel in my chest, this guilt that I can't rid myself of is driving me insane....But without you, I never would've thought I'd have a chance at a normal life. Now I let you down after all the times you saved my life in more ways than you could possibly imagine. That's why I swear to you, in my blood that I will fight by your side next time...Brick."

Let Slip the Hounds of War: Part VI

Rachael's perspective

I sat there next to his bed for God knows how many hours waiting, hoping that thick bastard would open his eyes already. I remember Natasha was being weird not letting me leave the office after Brick left to talk with Harry. Every time I tried to leave she would grab my arm, or ask something about a paper on my desk, then the crash alarm went off for the OR room no one should have been in. Natasha's face told me everything I needed to know: Brick was there, and she was told not to let me close. I remember knocking Natasha into the wall dashing to the OR. When I got there I....collapsed, Brick, and Harry, lay next to each other each in a large pool of blood. When I crawled over to Brick, his breathing was so shallow it almost seemed like he was dead, blood drained from his shoulder, he was cut all over. I froze. There lay Brick, dying in my arms and I froze, I couldn't move a muscle, a tear ran down my cheek. If Natasha hadn't come after me I may not have been able to save him. When she came in and snapped back to reality the two of us worked on saving him.

After two hours of surgery, and a blood detox that wolf lay in front of me, I watched as his chest rose, and fell. My hand bleeding slightly from the blood oath I just swore to his unconscious body. Natasha was on the opposite end of the room out cold in the chair. She deserved her rest, with the work she put in calming me down, and saving Brick she deserved a week off. I listened to the machines beep, the air flow through tubes, and the nearly silent morphine drip hooked up to Brick. Seeing him like that...I...it was too much for me I lay my head on his chest silently sobbing into him. He was indestructible, my furred knight, and he was now unconscious, held together with stiches, hooked up to various machines. The tears kept coming, then I felt a hand on my shoulder I looked up to see Natasha with a concerned look on her face.

"Rachael," She began "You need to get some sleep, you've been up for two straight days."

Had it really been that long? I had no concept of time anymore, every second I was watching over Brick like he watched over me.

"I'm fine Natty, I'll rest when I know he's ok." Natasha just sighed heavily

"At least get some food in you, you haven't eaten much at all." I thought about it for a second then my stomach decided for me letting out a very audible growl.

"Fine, I'll go get something to eat, in the meantime watch over him, anything changes let me know, and I swear to God if anything happens to him-"

"He'll be fine." She reassured me "Go eat." I walked out the door taking one more look back at him before I left I'll be back soon love, I promise.

+/-

I sat at the cafeteria with some chicken like sandwich in front of me and a large cup of coffee in my hand. I couldn't get my mind off Brick, and how it was my fault he was laid up like that.

I think we've 'laid him up' enough wouldn't you say?

Not now Red!

What you don't like me?

Shut the fuck up slut!

Ouch, hey now what did the hunky ball of fur tell you, about that

He said not to keep you locked up he didn't say I have to like you.

Aww but why not I'm fun!

All you do is fuck!

*giggle* you say that like it's a bad thing

IT IS! Sometimes I just want to curl up next to him on the couch and just enjoy his company, next thing I know my panties are soaked and I don't have control

Sounds like fun to me.

Well look can you... I don't know be supportive like Big B is with Brick?

What you mean like be friends? Sure I love you Rachael!

Whatever just...I could use some support

Hmm I don't know our bra looks fine

NOT HELPING

Fine, fine, look it isn't your fault. He knew the risks he does this all for you. You think your life is shit, you've heard what he went through. That wolf loves you not just because you're drop dead gorgeous, and not just because you have a fun lust, but because he sees you as his savoir.

How so?

Well he had no shot at a normal life, hell he was being hunted down the second time we found him you gave him a second chance. He isn't fighting just for you, he's also fighting for us meaning your relationship, your future with him I'm just a long for the ride.

Because if neither of us are being hunted by Keith we can live a normal life! Have normal beast, human relationship issues. That would be nice, just to be ridiculed instead of shot, or stabbed.

Exactly,

You know Brick was right you're not too bad

Thanks, so does that mean we can have another three way,

And you lost it

Aww no fun

Just then I heard the loud ring on my pager, someone was flat lining...wait IT'S BRICK'S ROOM! I ran to his room as fast as I could, the crash team was already working on him prepping the AED, Natasha was by his bed a shocked look on her face. I was about to kill her.

"NATASHA!" I roared, "ONE JOB, I GAVE YOU ONE FUCKING JOB TO KEEP HIM ALIVE AND YOU LET HIM FLAT LINE! IF HE DIES I AM RIPPING YOUR HEART OUT THROUGH YOUR GODDAMN CUNT!" I heard the crash team yell 'clear' and Brick sprang upright grabbing his chest.

"JESUS CHRIST! Check the mother fucking patient before you shock him dumbasses what is this your first fucking day! Get the fuck out, hot damn!" Brick yelled.

I stared blankly at him, all I could do was whisper "B-brick, you're...a-alive?"

"Yea I'm fucking peachy just in a lot of GHEEAAAA!" I didn't let him finish my body just threw it self at him wrapping him tightly in my arms tears rolling down my face.

"B-Brick, I'm so glad you're ok, please never scare me like that again." He wrapped his arms around me kissing my head,

"Ok, I promise sorry I just wanted to scare Natasha but you did that for me." I looked at him confused

"What do you mean?"

"Well with that threat you made I wouldn't be surprised if the poor Husky needs therapy." It took until then for me to realize just what I had said to Natasha

"Oh my! Natasha I'm sorry I didn't mean it, it's just Brick and I didn't mean it."

"Yes you did." Brick cut in, I smacked his chest making him cringe.

"Ok, ok, sorry I won't prank her anymore."

"Wait prank?" I asked

"Yea this asshole pulls his sensors off making the machines think he flat lined scaring me half to death!" Natasha cut in, Brick just shrugged

"You were more concerned with what Rachael would do to you, than you were of me."

"With good reason!" Natasha shot back. I just couldn't take it and lay my head back down on Brick's furry chest listening to his rhythmic heartbeat.

"I'll deal with you later." I said to him "But for now just hold me." Then my phone rang, it was a text

Congrats on killing assassin number two, I won't slip the next one until after Brick is on his feet again just because I'm a good sport.

_ -Keith_

+/-

He may be an unstoppable killing machine, but he is one hell of a shitty patient. Apparently when he was fighting Harry, Harry hit Brick with a syringe full of Copper Sulfate which causes someone to choke, and eventually hallucinations which explains the story Brick told Natasha and I. He said he was in some mushroom forest fighting Harry. But the interesting thing was Brick said Big-B was the one who was feeling the effect of choking the most. And because he thinks he lost Brick has been trying to get out of the hospital so he can 'train.' No matter how many times I tell him he's strong enough he always gives the same response.

We sat in the cafeteria eating and talking. "So when can I get out of here Babe?" He asked me

"I told you at least a week."

"Oh come on! You know I heal quicker than anyone else I should only have been here a day." He whined

"That is the quick time, if it wasn't for the blood lust I wouldn't be surprised if you died."

"Well do you think you could sneak me out quicker." Then he got a sneaky look on his face and leaned in whispering to me ear "I'll make it worth your while, both you and Red."

PLEASE LET HIM OUT!

_ No Damn it! He needs to heal._

_ How can you say no to that body!_

_ Because I'm in control._

_ If he keeps this up you won't be._

Brick let a snicker escape him, I shot a look at him, he got a big smile on his face. "You finally have control I see." I was confused at first then I realized what he meant.

"Yea, Red isn't that bad, you were right. It is nice having someone to talk to. But is Big-B as bad as Red?" Brick just laughed

"Worse." After that I saw his one eye turn blood red while he argued with Big-B. That was one thing I was curious about, how bad was Big-B to him. What was Big-B like? Was he just like he is when he takes over Brick, or his like more like a friend who has been around for years. Or maybe he is like Red, just an annoying voice who loves to meddle

Hey that's not fair, you kept me locked up for years I'm just enjoying my new found freedom.

I know you're just having some fun.

Look at you having fun; I may turn you into a likable person yet.

The sound of a metal tray shook me out of my inner conversation as Natasha took a seat next to us.

"So" She began taking a bit out of her sandwich "You two done talking to the voices in your head?" I instantly blushed Brick just look away "Honestly it's funny I just see you two staring off into space Brick with one red eye and Rachael with her hazel eye." I looked over at Brick who was giving Natasha a wicked grin

"You just wish you had a voice in your head that set up three ways for you." The husky hid her face behind her hands Brick just laughed grabbing his shoulder grimacing.

"And that's why you are here for a week." I chided him, he shot me a short snarl and I went back to drinking my coffee.

+/-

A week came and went but not without its fair share of drama. Between the night nurses who were too afraid to go near Brick let alone change his bandages and Kelso trying to get him to pay for the damage to the OR I had my hands full. But we could finally discharge him and Kelso even gave us the week off provided we didn't try to sew for stressful work environments with the information Brick had he didn't want any more investigations than needed. I got him back to our apartment and immediately he went to the kitchen. An avalanche of pots and pans ensued.

"What're you doing in there babe?"

"Making food for us."

"Thanks, but why?" I called back

"Because I've been trapped in a hospital for a week eating shitty food, and not allowed to kill, I need some good food." I walked into the kitchen his tail in the air looking through the cabinets for supplies. "Plus you had to put up with me being a shitty patient it's the least I could do for you." He said in a rather quiet voice. I gave him a hug from behind, I could feel his toned muscles tense for a moment, then relax when I spoke.

"I really don't deserve you Brick, but I promise to do everything I can to deserve you." I said holding him tighter. Brick let out a sigh placing a paw over my hands.

"I told you before, you more than deserve me. You've saved me in more ways than you could ever know."

"You and Red keep saying that but I don't see how." I said admittedly in a sad voice. Brick rose up taking both my hands in one of his. The look on his face was distant, pained, it was almost like he was looking at the past.

"Rachael..." he trailed off using his other hand to brush the hair away from my face "You know those stories I told you? The ones about Rat? Ace? My parents? Before you that was all normal, to me if I hadn't lost someone I cared about recently it was going to happen soon, and I just accepted that." He released my hands and took off his shirt turning to show his scared back. Even through the black fur I could see the horrible scars, years of pain forever etched into his back. "Every one of these marks are memories that anyone would find difficult to listen to. Nearly every one of them represents a life I've taken, or a fight I jumped into to. And it was all I knew." He then pointed to one spot on his back where a particularly fresh scar lay, still pronounced not yet pink like the rest. Five long lacerations in close proximity to one another. "Then I met you, and I got this scar." I could hear him chuckle lightly "This...is a scar I'm proud of, it's the one you gave me the first time our scents mixed." He turned around and wrapped his arms around me, bringing me into his furred chest "That is the only scar I wear with pride, you saved me from a world where those I called friends died regularly and I just accepted it. I'm now in a world where I can save those I care about from death." I looked up at him, he had a hearty smile painted on his face, and hope in his eyes "and it's all thanks to you Rachael." He leaned down kissing me, the way his lips met mine was in pain, in heartache, but it was also of thanks, it was of love, it was of Brick. He really is too damned good for me.

"Now if you don't mind" he said "I'm going to make us dinner." Just then there was a knock at the door. I saw Brick grab a knife out of instinct pushing me behind him. "Were you expecting anyone?" I shook my head no, "I'm going to check it out, stay here." I tried to speak against him but he just kissed my head silencing me, and trapping me in my place. He walked over to the door, as a second set of knocks hit the door. He checked the peephole twisting the knife like a master chef then all his tense muscles relaxed, and he let out a heavy sigh, putting the knife in his pocket opening the door.

"Oh sorry, bad time?" I heard a familiar voice quietly say from the door, Brick swung the door wide open.

"Not at all Jerry come on in. Oh shit I still owe you for the suit." Jerry smiled slapping him on the back

"Consider it an apology for calling the cops on you. Good to see you back Brick, I could hear Rachael pacing the last couple of nights, then I heard you were in the hospital not for work and got worried, you ok? Oh hi Rachael." He must've seen me in the kitchen

"Hey Jerry, Brick's fine stubborn as ever though." I answered

"Of course he is, by the way...why doesn't he have a shirt on?" I blushed immediately,

Why did I blush we didn't do anything?!

But you want toooo

Not now!

Please?

NO!

Fine

"I wanted her to make sure I didn't start bleeding again I thought my back felt wet." Brick answered.

"Ah, well I just popped over to say glad you're ok Brick, and..."

"And what Jerry?" I asked

"And...come over to my place tomorrow night if you're free to watch the hockey game with me and Brittney. We all haven't been able to properly meet or do neighbor things, so whadda ya say?" Brick shot me a look of 'your choice.'

"Sure" I told him "We're free tomorrow and I haven't met this new girlfriend of yours so why not."

"Great! Come over around 7 tomorrow night see you two then." And just as he came in he left, leaving Brick and I slightly bewildered.

"Well...I'm going back to making dinner, what do you want babe?" Brick asked breaking our bewilderment.

"Whatever is fine." Brick groaned

"Ugh trying to be nice here and she's enigmatic." He jokingly complained...at least I think he was joking.

+/-

After dinner we sat on the couch enjoying each other's company for the first time in a week. I don't know what was on the tv, and frankly I didn't care. I was lying on top of Brick using him as a pillow: my head just under his neck, resting against his soft fur, methodically rising and falling with his steady breathing, his one arm wrapped around my waist, his other holding my hand, our legs intertwined amongst each other.

Simply bliss. God I missed this

I know what else you missed....

Why can't you give it a rest?

Come on! It's been over a week, you have even touched yourself. To tell you the truth I'm feeling a little lonely.

But do you have to do it now? We're fine like this.

Come on Rachael...Please? At least ask him?

...Fine I'll ask him but if he says no it's a no!

And if he says yes?

Then we'll do it...but only if I'm in control.

B-b-b-but, that's not fair!

You still feel it don't you?

Well yea, but it's not as exciting...

That's the offer take it or leave it.

Owww fine! Ask him!

"Hey Brick...?" I asked lightly hoping he was asleep

"Yea?" He answered plainly

"uh...well...you see"

"You want to get off right?" he said plainly

"Y-yea, I mean n-no, I don't she does... how'd you know?"

"You're scent has been getting stronger, I figured you were arguing with Red about whether to screw tonight or not."

"Yea...that's it...well?"

"Well, is it you who wants it? Or is it Red?"

"Well...I uh guess both of us?"

"Guess?" he asked, I turned my head up to him

"Yes we both do" He got a wicked grin across his face, lightly planting kisses on my collarbone.

"I told you Rachael if you wanted release just say something. I'd do anything for you, whenever you want it." He slowly continued kissing my collarbone moving my shirt along with his lips tracing the bone with his lips making me shiver.

Don't try saying you didn't miss this!

_ Oh no, I missed it_

He didn't bother taking off my shirt the traditional way, no, the way he did it was...exhilarating. His kisses slowed down and began to move back to my neck, all the while he took his claw cutting my shirt open while dragging the same claw against my skin not to draw blood but there was a red line following his fingertip. His pace was agonizing, my core was on fire, but he took his sweet time dragging his smooth lips across my neck as if he was preparing to bite down and feed on me. My shirt fell to my side while he positioned himself over me, his warm rough tongue felt electric sending jolts of pleasure coursing through my nerves. He undid my bra and began his assault on my breasts kneading one while kissing the other. He nipped playful at my nipple causing me to arch my back a smile plastered across his face. His mouth left my nipple traveling further down stopping at my naval to give it a kiss before sliding my pants down below my ankles. Before I could react he ran his course tongue across my clothed pussy making me arch again.

"That's it baby!" I called out, he responded by licking deeper into me, I could feel his tongue through my panties entering me. The feeling of the cloth moving with his tongue drove me wild I tried to get him as deep as I could bringing me closer to my release. His tongue left my honey pot but before I could shove it back in he ran his tongue across my clit

"MMmm that's it Brick ...oh my FUUUUCCCCKKKKKK!!!!" my core exploded sending me to cloud nine.

Damn he's good

_ Satisfied_

_ Mostly_

By the time I could feel my legs again I was slipping off, Brick rolled over onto the ground lying me on top of him. I fell asleep soon after safe in the arms of my Adonis.

+/-

When I woke up I was greeted by a warm chuckle "Morning Rachael, glad you could join me." As I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes the black mass in front of me began to clear up revealing Brick with a warm smile on his face.

"Mhhhmmm did I wake you?" I asked him hoping I didn't disturb him from a decent night's sleep.

"Nope, never slept, spent the night thinking."

"About what?" He had me worried he didn't sleep well at the hospital either_, what really happened to him in that fight?_

He sighed, "We've been together a couple months and I've never taken you anywhere yet have I?" I let out a breath I didn't know I had been holding in.

"What are you talking about? We've gone places together."

"Like where?" his tone was serious

"Well...there was the bar."

"With your work buddies and I fought and killed a polar bear."

"Ok, there was the café."

"I killed a chameleon and agreed to a death game with your father."

"Well how about when we went shopping after your place burned down?"

"I learned a tea shop isn't a tea shop, and you prepped me for war. I mean when have we gone out on just a...date?"

"Well....there was... no wait you were beaten in an ally...how about!...no wait we weren't dating then." He got me, we had just been living, and screwing.

"That's my point so go get ready to head out." He said motioning with his head to the door.

"But why? I mean, why not just stay here?"

Brick let out a heavy sigh "If you really want to sure, I just don't want to be the reason you can't enjoy life and have normal problems. I just felt that...you know...since I'm not....*sigh* it's fine forget I said anything" he put on a smile "We'll just chill here until we go to Jerry's" I felt horrible something was bugging him.

"Go ahead what were you going to say Brick?"

"I just feel like you should be allowed to relax and forget your problems too. I just didn't want to be the reason you couldn't got out because I'm a beast...and you didn't want to deal with being with me in public..." So that was it....I teared up throwing my head into his chest. He wrapped his arms around me brining me close hushing me. "Shhshh it's ok Rachael, I'm sorry I brought up a tough subject. I'll just go grab-"

"No, you're wrong damn it!" I screamed into his chest "It's not you don't you ever think I would ever be ashamed or afraid to be with you in front of anyone damn it!" I picked my head up "I just didn't want to put you in a spot where you would have to fight someone, or someone would hurt you." I kissed his nose "You're always willing to fight for me, you're always protecting me, always taking the hits for me. I just didn't want to cause you anymore scars!" His face was blank, at first he gripped me harder pulling me closer to him, then he started petting my head like a dog.

"Rachael...you never have to worry about me taking hits, I don't care about them. As long as I'm with you I'll take on the fucking army if it means I can hold onto you." Then he got a smirk on his face "Besides what did I tell you about my scars? I wear the ones you gave me with pride." He leaned up and kissed me. I got off him working my way to the stairs.

"Well then come on where you taking me? I need to know so I can dress appropriately" Brick had a smirk painted on his face.

"Just normal wear, not like I fit in anywhere with a dress code right?"

+/-

We took off down Broad Street hand in hand while the early December weather cut me to the bone Brick's warm paws however kept me nice and toasty. It was weird walking down the street with the sidewalks almost barren with everyone being at work, and the cold no one was strolling down the street leaving us the enjoy each other.

"Hey Brick?" I asked "Where we going?"

"Secret."

"Come on! Please?"

"Nope."

"Fine." I said and we continued walking down the street. "Hey Brick remember when we went to meet Keith and we were just talking and laughing like this?"

Brick laughed a bit "Yea, it was probably one of the happiest times of my life."

"Well remember how you told me about Rat?"

"Yea?" He questioned raising an eyebrow

"Well I know you had a tough life and all but do you think you have any...nice stories you could reminisce on?" Brick was silent for a moment while our feet continued moving.

"...No..." He was quiet for a moment "I'm sorry I don't have any memories that don't end in life lost." It hit me hard. I knew he had a tough time and was a boxer and all, but to not have one positive memory to look back on is....heart wrenching.

"Actually..." He began "I may have one good one, if you want to hear it?"

"Yes! I would love to hear any story you want to tell me."

"Ok well, I had just got done a match, I'll spare you the details but I came out on top of course, and I went to the bar to try and forget my life..."

I noticed his hesitation "It's ok you don't have to go on."

"No, no it's a good memory I promise you. Well I went to the bar and it was weird it was packed for a change. At this point Rat, Ace, and all the other guys I called friends had been killed so it was just me and Big-B at the bar drinking our second beer when I noticed the door open for some reason." He got a big toothy grin on his face "and this bombshell walked in, she must've been around six foot, gorgeous legs, and a figure to die for, and red hair..." He looked over at me, and I couldn't help but smile and look at the ground "So anyway this bombshell sits at the far end of the bar and minds her own business when some assholes come walking over and bother the poor gal, so I ask 'em to stop. They tried to fight and I took 'em all out, then swooped up the girl and claimed her as my own." He leaned over and gave me a kiss "And it was the happiest day of my life."

"I don't seem to remember it that way..." I teased him

"Well you weren't there, so how'd you know?" He asked sarcastically

"Because I was the one bothering that gal and how I remember it is we beat the shit outa ya and you got stabbed then left for dead."

"Well it's a good thing you suck at your job then." He teased sticking his tongue out. "Ahh here we are." We were outside the café where we met Keith.

"Why did we come here babe?"

"Because this is the place where my life turned around and became a life I want to live." He said with a smile on his face and a distant look.

We went in ordered our tea, and sandwiches from the old man behind the counter we sat and just started talking again. Well mostly me talking about anything, Brick was right this we the first time we went out on a 'date' and no matter how much I talked Brick just sat there listening intently. I talked to him about everything I could, memories from before and after Keith turned me into his walking test subject, the guy I brought to prom with me, college stories, work stories, it made me think: this was the first time I just relaxed and enjoyed myself without being fucked. And Brick was right, it was nice having normal problems for a change, like a few couples looking at us with disgust when we held hands or when I kissed him, and to his credit Brick just sat there every time when I asked him. However there was one guy I told him to intimidate, he was a muscle head who thought he had the best body, he ripped off his shirt to flex the air head he had with him swooned. I just laughed as Brick took off his shirt, that guy may have thought he had the best muscles but Brick had him beat in every category and I was more than happy to compare. Pecs? Bricks were god like defined through the black fur. Biceps, and Triceps? Please his arms looked like a beautiful mountain range at night. Abs? Dear God, Brick's I could grade cheese on, even the guy's girl was ogling over Brick.

He's ours Cunt

_ Normally I'd disagree with you Red but you're right this time!_

_ That's it get protective!_

Once the muscle head got a good look at Brick, his muscles, and his scars the guy put his shirt back on and scooting his girl right out the door leaving us laughing and Brick shirtless...until the old man asked him to put a shirt back on. They seemed to get a long like they knew each other...

"Hey Brick" I asked him when he sat down "I..." I figured it was best not to ask about the old man I probably didn't want to know the answer

"Yea?"

"I...you're right this was a great idea." I leaned across the table and kissed him, letting him know just how grateful I was "And thanks for not killing anyone today." I said with a smile, he got a depressed look on his face.

"I'm...sorry for always putting in the cross fire I wish I could just keep you safe without putting you near any danger." He sighed looking to the floor

"No, no, no, no that's not what I meant, I'm sorry..." there was a long silence between us "would it help if I told you I swore to fight alongside you?" His entire body tensed

"This is not a subject to joke about..." he said in a warning tone.

"I'm not though *sigh* when you were out cold in the hospital I swore to fight a long side you so you would never be stuck clinging to life again." His right eye turned blood red for a few moments I waited for him to come back to me before continuing. "I know I'm no boxer but I thought maybe you could train me and we could fight together..."I could see the battle going on in his head, his expression shifted from fear, to anger, to depressing, to hopeful, to happy, then back to depressed.

"Rachael...." He seemed at a loss of what to say

"It's ok you don't hav-" he held a hand up to silence me.

"No, listen...I understand what it feels like, to feel helpless. I know what your mind, heart, and Red are all saying to you. But this..." he gestured to his scar riddled body "I would never be able to forgive myself if you got hurt right next to me. I told you before you are my reason to live. To see you fighting a long side me would be...exhilarating, up lifting" he gave me a shred of hope...but then "and also, terrifying, distracting, and dangerous. If you want, I can teach you how to use a weapon, but only! As a last resort, and only! So you can defend yourself, and someone close to you should that need arise. But I DO NOT want to see you fighting an assassin with me, I wouldn't be able to live if you got hurt right next to me. I'd feel like I've failed..."

"I'm sorry...I didn't know what having me fight meant to you..." I was sad yea, but I felt...like a burden and he knew it.

"Rachael, you're not a burden on me I know that look of yours. You are my reason for living if you were a burden I would gripe about the fights, I would tell you to take a blade, but I want to carry you to safety, think of me, us like a knight. I am the outside, the steel, the part that protect you from all harm. You're the knight inside, brilliant, valiant, and considerate, the perfect human being. The armor gladly gives itself for the knight inside and would never let harm befall the knight." He always knows how to make me feel like everything will be all right, I could feel a warm tear roll down my cheek, he is my Adonis and no one will take that away from me. "Shit Rachael I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you cry..." He looked like a sad puppy, while a moment ago he was talking about being impenetrable armor for me, now he looks like a wounded pup. I caressed his muzzle and gave him a kiss

"I've said it before, I'll say it again you're too damned perfect for." I looked at my watch is was already 5 pm "well we better get back home we need to meet Jerry in a couple hours." Brick nodded, grabbed my hand and walked me back home laughing, and talking like a normal couple.

+/-

We stood outside Jerry's door, two six packs in hand but before we knocked I needed to be sure of something

"Brick, you're really ok with Jerry right?"

"Yea..." he answered confused "Why?"

"Because...well I know you have your blood lust under control and all but I just don't want you trying to get revenge on Jerry for calling the cops." His look was serious,

"I told you before I don't kill everything I see. Why don't you trust me?" He was serious, I can't believe after all he's done I couldn't go one night without mentioning him killing someone.

"I'm sorry I do trust you, it's just...I guess I'm just trying to convince myself."

"Of what?" Just then the door opened with a golden retriever I assume Brittney standing there in a very tight Philadelphia Flyers shirt with a cut in the shirt to show a lot of cleavage

Fucking slut

_ Wow Red coming from you?_

_ Look at her! She's a whore!_

_ Alright calm down I'm not disagreeing with you._

"Oh it's so nice to see you two!" She said in a loud ditsy voice wrapping me in a hug, she tried to hug Brick but he just shook her paw.

That's right hoe he's mine!

_ Chill_

"Hey Brittney, this is Rachael." Brick said motioning to me

"G's told me so much about you, it's nice to finally meet you."

"Wait G?" I asked confused Brick leaned over whispering

"She thinks Jerry starts with a G just let it go, it's funny."

"Yea, G, Jerry duh, well come on in you two, Jerry's making food on the grill on the balcony." We walked into the apartment, it wasn't as nicely decorated as mine, but it was nice none-the-less. It was laid out similarly to mine: two floors, full separate kitchen, living room, no bar though bummer. I looked over at Brick, his eyes were darting around the room like he was looking for something then he looked at me giving a quick smirk. "Oh you brought some beer? How nice of you! You two are just so sweet!" Brittney said grabbing the beer from Brick.

Here voice hurts my ears!

_ At least you have ears Rachael._

A moment later Jerry walked in with a platter of burgers in one hand extending the other to Brick, then me. "Welcome guys, thanks for coming, take a seat game's almost on." He then pointed right at Brick "You're Devils are going down pooch!" Jerry said while walking away. I saw Brick with a red eye, and a threating scowl on his face before taking a breath, I saw him mouth 'I'm ok, she's ok, we're good' At least I think he did, I was never the best at reading lips, he then flashed a little smile and walked me over to the couch. He took a seat next to me gripping my hand, which sent a chill down my spine, usually I was the one gripping him. Something was bugging him. But before I could ask Jerry came back in the room with a few cold beers and a plate of burgers, Brittney behind him with chips and dip.

"Let's go Fly boys!" Jerry proudly chanted walking in with the food, Brick must've told Jerry he like the other team at some point. This was going to be interesting.

+/-

It was the Flyers vs the Devils all I knew was the people at the game didn't seemed pleased with the Devils, constant chants against the Devils, but oddly enough they chanted the Devil's goalie's name when he made a save. Jerry spent most of the game poking fun at Brick and the Devils, to his credit Brick just sat there poking back, like a regular sports fan. It was reliving to see him act normally, there were only a couple times when his eye turned red, and he never made an obscene threat. The game was going Brick's way though, it was the third frame and his Devil's were up 2 scores to 0, every time the Devil's made a save Jerry would freak out yelling at his tv, meanwhile Brittney....yea Brittney was, how do I put this?

A drunk twat!

_ Probably the best way to put it, thanks Red_

_ No problem girl friend_

She would jump out and yell at random times, even Jerry was hiding his face a few times, she tried getting a wave going at one point, but she fell over. It isn't like the rest of us weren't drinking, hell there were bottles all over but we were smart about drinking. We were sure to eat and get some water in us, Brick drank the least only having two beers the more I watched him the more it became obvious to me he was relaxing but he never let his guard down. It didn't make sense to me though, Keith hadn't sent us a text, and we're on the 13th floor with friends, we should be about as safe as we could be.

"DAMN IT HARTNELL FUCKING SMASH SOMEONE!" Jerry's pleas to the tv brought me back to reality

"Ha, looks like your flyboys are crashing G" Brick said with a smirk

"Not yet we still have time, and we ALWAYS come back!"

"There's two freaking minutes left Jerry accept defeat...again!" I caught that

"Wait, what do you mean again?" I asked Brick

"Oh simple really."

"Please don't tell her Brick!" Jerry pleaded

"That day when you found me in the shower bleeding? Well after I was thrown into the glass, Jerry came out and challenged me to a weight lifting contest."

"Why would you do that G? Look at him he's ripped!" Brittney cut in

MINE CUNT

_ Chill Red_

"Thanks Brit, and because I wanted to see how I stacked up."

"I take it, it didn't go well?" I asked

"For him" Brick replied. Then Brittney stood up,

"Hey Brick could you help me in the Kitchen I need to get some water." She said in her usual ditsy voice, Jerry didn't even notice.

"Yea sure Brit." He got up and walked right behind her leaving me with a screaming Jerry.

+/- (5 minutes)

The game ended Jerry slumping on the couch, the final was 3-0 the Devils scored a goal when the goalie was on the bench. Jerry looked around

"Hey Rachael where'd Brick and Brit go?" he asked, they had been gone for a few minutes.

How long does it take to get some water?

_ SHE'S MAKING A MOVE ON BRICK KILL THE BITCH THEN FUCK 'EM!_

_ Whoa chill Brick would never betray us_

"YOU GODDAMN CUNT! STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!" I heard Brick yell from the kitchen, Jerry and I both looked at each other then ran into the kitchen fearing the worst. When we got in the room...it was bad. There stood Brick, holding Brittney with one hand by the neck against the wall holding her a good foot off the ground.

"BRICK!" I yelled, he turned to us, and dropped Brittney to the ground, she crawled quickly away from him and to Jerry crying hysterically.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU BRICK, THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?" Jerry yelled, I was about to make up something about his fight with Harry, but Brick spoke first. His voice was quiet, low, uneven, and deliberate.

"Jerry...I'm sorry...I had a flash back to when I was a boxer. I'll let myself out." Brick said walking towards the door. "Thank-you for having us over you two, it was a nice evening...sorry I let my mind ruin it." Then he walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him leaving Jerry and I dumbfounded, and Brittney crying. I ran after him, bursting through the door to my apartment. As soon as I got through someone grabbed me, pinning me against the wall and mashed their lips to mine. I could feel the soft fur of a muzzle and the taste of Brick I relaxed, but I could taste...warm salt. I broke the kiss there stood Brick, in holding me tightly, crying.

"Rachael...I'm so sorry...I lost control." He said between sobs. "Please believe me! I HAD A REASON!" He broke down falling to the floor taking me with him. I held him as he sobbed into my shoulder, begging for my forgiveness.

And there I sat helpless once again, unable to save him from the pain he felt. All those promises, all that talk...they were just empty words.

Alright guys there it is, what the hell happened, you'll find out later. Sorry it took so long to get this part out I couldn't figure out where I wanted to take this story. Then it hit me just write like I have been. Nothing overly complicated, just write and enjoy it. How'd you like the perspective change? Hope you liked the change in view point it'll be back to Brick's for the next one.

Thanks for the patients I'll try to get the next part out sooner.

Cheers

-Brick