Ring in Mine
Kim Terry
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Ring in Mine: Chapter 39
It was late. Geo drove me home. We stopped for burgers. Doc and Brett should have been in bed; I knew they would be waiting up for me.
Geo walked me up to the door. He stopped to talk with my parents. I had no trouble thinking of them that way.
"Bobby take your pills and get dressed for bed." Brett suggested.
I didn't turn the overhead light on. The desk lamp was spreading a soft comforting glow across the room. I felt like the baby bear in Goldilocks. `Someone's been sleeping in my bed and here he is.'
I now knew where they had hidden Jerry. The feeling of anxiety created by the weekend of torture began growing. Then deep in my soul a planted phrase blossomed into courage.
`You are the answer to more than one prayer.'
If my older brother had cradled me in my time of need, how could I ignore my younger brother's pain. Naked I snuggled up to my brother. In his sleep he seemed to relax and leaned back into me.
"If I could I would take this cup from you, but I will always be there to help you bear this burden." Against everything they had tried to program into me I pressed my lips to his neck and kissed my brother. It was a sleep of peace. When Jerry grew agitated in his sleep, I held him lightly and sang the lullaby I had heard his mother sing on so many sleepovers.
I walked down a long dark hallway. Moonlight filtered through the draperies at the window. The faint sound of uncontrollable sorrow filled the dim space. Each door I opened was dark. I stepped into a nursery. Airplanes hung from the ceiling. Pictures hung on the wall. Books lay haphazardly on a table. The cradle stood without its child, just a blue blanket and a stuffed elephant hinted of its previous occupant.
A woman with her head buried in her hands sobbed uncontrollably.
"Where is your baby." I asked.
"He was taken and now is lost. He con no longer hear me or feel my love, yet he is within reach."
I fell to my knees and took her hands in mine. I kissed the back of each one and looked up into the endless blue depths of Jerry' mother's eyes. We looked deeply into each other's souls and I understood whose prayer I was an answer to.
"But how?" I asked.
"Be your brother's keeper. Keep him by your side always. You had to learn to be strong for yourself early in your life. My son has always had the strength of his family to lean on and that is gone. Be strong. Be strong enough for both of you."
I pulled her into a hug and the room began to fade away. "Remember you are both children of a loving God. Bobby, he has chosen to grant what you have prayed for."
I thought of Bruce and Jan and realized theirs were the rooms filled with darkness. I woke lying on my back. What prayer was he going to follow through on. I had prayed so much recently. Jerry in the peace of sleep lay upon my arm. I pulled his head to my chest and kissed his forehead. I felt only love for my brother. I wasn't sure how, but we could do this. I watched Jerry breathing deeply and soon joined him in slumber.
I woke first hearing Brett up and around for the day. Jerry opened his eyes and tried to pull back. I held him against me.
"Jerry, my brother you slept snuggled up to me all night was there any pain? Is there pain now? Am I trying to do things to you or did I comfort your dreams?"
I began a rocking motion and sang his mother's song. He relaxed a little and quit trying to pull away.
"I am my little brother's keeper and I do not take that lightly. Today you are my shadow. Nothing can hurt you."
With encouragement he dressed in shorts and a shirt. In respect to what he had been through I dressed the same. He followed me to the basement. I put him on the treadmill at a steady pace. He walked. Brett wore a shirt this morning. As we worked out Jerry kept looking at Brett and I.
"It's time to get cleaned up." Jerry started to panic. "Today we are showering with our shorts on. They were thin nylon shorts they would dry quickly. The three of us hopped into the shower.
Jerry watched as Brett washed my back. It was hard to let him touch me. It was different than feeling him next to me in bed. I gritted my teeth as he lathered my back. He then began washing my hair. This was always my favorite. There was nothing sexual, just pleasure and the euphoria won out.
"Jerry, may Brett wash your hair also?" This was a pleasure we both enjoyed.
Brett took his time massaging the thick fragrant lather into Jerry's hair. Just like me he started tense, but when Brett never made any other advances he relaxed some.
I took my turn washing Brett's hair. "Can you help?" I asked my brother. He shook his head no but after a few minutes Jerry took over as I washed Brett's hairy back.
Brett turned away and dropped his shorts and very modestly finished washing. He stepped out of the shower and dried the same way. It didn't bother me and it seemed not to bother Jerry so I followed Brett's modest example. I turned away and gave Jerry the opportunity to finish without an audience.
Towels wrapped around us, Jerry followed me upstairs. I set out jeans, t shirt and boxers briefs for Jerry. I dressed in a similar fashion. I stepped into the bathroom to brush my teeth and take care of things. When I came out Jerry took my place. Without a word he followed me to breakfast.
"Bobby, Jerry, what are you doing today." Doc asked.
"We are riding to campus with Brett. My car is still there. Then Jerry is coming to class with me." Jerry still had not said a word. He just followed where I led. As we attended class, I stopped and talked to each professor.
"This is my brother. He was with me last weekend. We are getting him used to being with people again." No one complained. I worried most in James' class where I was the teaching assistant. He followed me around and ended up watching a group's planning session for the current project.
It was dark when the class got over. I hate that about winter. I couldn't do it.
"James, I can't do it without help. Will you walk to my car with me?" I was on the verge of tears. James handed me his briefcase and took my hand in his. Jerry watched James' firm grip take mine. Jerry held his hand out and James held it with his other hand. Like toddlers he walked us to my car. A blue van stopped for a moment in front of us. A muscular man was driving.
"No!" I cried and fell to my knees crying. The lie was gone. I wasn't doing alright. I was sobbing hysterically. I had dropped James' briefcase. The van was gone. James tried to get me to my feet. A hand took my free one and together they pulled me to my feet. I looked into Jerry's concerned eyes. James picked up his briefcase. We walked to his car and he drove us home.
Jerry took my hand and led me into the house. He took me into our bedroom and helped me take off my shoes. He kicked off his shoes and fully dressed he pulled me onto the bed. He pulled my head to his chest. The only words out of his mouth were the lullaby I had sung to him the night before.
In the middle of the night I woke with an undeniable need. Doc must have turned the overhead lights off leaving just the desk lamp on again. Drained and sleepy I removed my clothes and returned to bed. A dressed Jerry snuggled up to me and I fell asleep. I woke in the morning with a hard dick snuggled between my cheeks. There were no motions of penetration, just resting there. It wasn't like the rape at all. I could have gotten up and visited the bathroom, but I was enjoying having my brother next to me.
Brett started making noise in the hallway. It was time to start the day.
"Brother it's time to wake up." I pulled out nylon shorts for Jerry and a pair for me. Today I was feeling like a tank top. I set Jerry's on the bed as I finally drained the lizard. I turned around to find Jerry dressed. We traded places and then started our workout.
I was ready for the zombie on the treadmill. Jerry picked up a pair of dumbbells and began curls. That was how I started my workout. We were like figures in the mirror working out. Brett had lost the shirt partway through his workout. Jerry kept stealing glances at his beautiful hairy chest.
When it was time to hit the shower Jerry stepped in still wearing his shorts. I followed suit. Brett dropped his shorts. Brett began washing my back. I closed my eyes and tried to capture only the pleasure. As I washed my front, dropping my shorts to get to my ass and dick, Jerry presented his back for washing.
Finished Brett turned around and Jerry tentatively reached out soap in hand. He jerked back at the initial contact. Then reached out again with more confidence. He massaged the lather into the thick course hair. Jerry looked down at our bare bottoms and pulled his shorts down and washed himself. Towels wrapped around our waists we retreated to our room. We had yesterday's jeans on the floor.
"Which underwear do you want today?" I asked moving his clothes from the suitcase to an empty drawer.
"Are the blue ones clean?" Jerry asked. I tossed him a blue pair of briefs.
"Your shirts are all wrinkled. Choose one of mine." I had chosen a blue polo shirt. Jerry looked through the closet.
"May I wear the other blue one?" He asked. The blue polo shirts were from work last summer. I had three of them.
Looking in the mirror, side by side, with the matching clothes, blonde hair and blue eyes we almost could have been twins. I reached out and put my arm around his waist and pulled him close.
"Brothers forever. You are a child of God and God doesn't make mistakes. You need to be who you want to be, not who I want you to be or even who Bruce wants you to be." I told my brother. He buried his face in my chest and shook silently.
"Do you remember?" Jerry asked looking into my eyes.
"Yes I remember it all and I wish I didn't." I answered.
"Will you tell me?" Jerry asked.
"I will answer one question a day. What is today's question?"
"How did Jan die? Was it me?" Jerry eyes glowed with the hope it wasn't.
"Did Bruce tell you it was your fault?" Jerry nodded. "Jan was responsible for her own death. She paid three guys to torture us into being straight. We never saw their faces; Jan could identify them." I checked how well he was taking it.
"I heard them talking. When things went bad they injected her with scotch and turned her loose. She ran her car into a power pole and rolled it. The bad guys killed her, but Jan chose who to do business with."
"I remember her hurting me." Jerry tried for a second question.
"One question a day. Ask that one tomorrow." It was great hearing my brother talking again.
At breakfast Doc gave me a grey box. "Wear this on your belt. It's from Geo's brother. It's a pager. He wants to be able to contact you if necessary."
Brett drove us to campus again. Jerry sat with me during classes. I wasn't letting him out of sight. He enjoyed the media class. I saw a potential talent. He liked my English class more than I did.
We had grabbed a burger at a greasy spoon just off campus. The pager buzzed. I looked at the display. "Hide!" I took the message seriously.
I put a quarter in the payphone. "Todd can you talk?"
"We aren't painting tonight something has come up. I'll call you when we have another one planned." Todd answered.
I put another quarter in the phone. "Brad can you talk?"
"I know I had an appointment with my piercer but I need to postpone it."
My conversation with Mike was just as cryptic. I realized that they were afraid their phone conversations weren't private.
Danielle was the first one able to come get us. Her roommates had left for the weekend for a concert in Salt Lake. It was the first chance I had to talk with Danielle since the kidnapping. She was amazed at how similar we were. We ordered pizza and watched Friday night horror flicks on channel four. We hadn't received an all clear yet. Danielle offered her bed. Jerry and I crawled into bed wearing just our underwear. We weren't expecting Danielle to join us.
She lay on her back and put an arm around each of us pulling us to her chest. I guess I am just a horn dog. I latched onto the available nipple. Jerry wasn't showing signs of anxiety. He looked sort of lost. Then I realized he had never tried the female side of loving.
"Jerry, just give it a try." I suggested. "Just do what I do."
Danielle realized she had a virgin on her hands. There were no negative consequences associated with heterosexual sex. The programming had encouraged it.
I leaned up and kissed Danielle her tongue slipped between my lips. I pulled back.
"Jerry, close your eyes and give it a try." I encouraged. Jerry closed his eyes and tentatively moved in for a kiss. His body was held rigid until her tongue slipped past his lips. He relaxed and enjoyed the sensations of tongue against tongue.
I ran my tongue around her erect nipple before I sucked it between my lips lightly nipping it with my teeth. Jerry seemed to really be into the kiss; his briefs had definite signs of excitement. I kissed my way along the curve of her breasts and nibbled her neck. I know that for the first time in a week I was feeling some growth below.
I gently nibbled on her earlobe. She moaned in pleasure. Jerry's ear was right there by Danielle's. If I had thought about what I was going to do it probably would have triggered the negative programming, but I began nibbling on Jerry's ear. He was too far gone in his passion to care it was me.
Feeling just a little left out, I reached into the kiss. Three tongues wrapping around each other was exhilarating. Jerry moved back and began nibbling on my ear. His playful nip went straight to my dick. I had to rearrange little Bob in my briefs. Jerry nuzzled my neck, kissing along its length. He moved back into the three way kiss. Danielle pulled back, leaving Jerry and me playing tonsil tag. It was too late to pull back it felt too good.
"Get naked boys." Danielle suggested. We returned to kissing with Danielle holding a hard member in each hand. I finally left Jerry kissing as I moved kiss by kiss until Danielle shuddered when my tongue wrapped around her clit. Jerry moved down to watch. Maybe he wasn't completely gay. With a little encouragement he slid his tongue across her womanhood. He was quite a bit like me. He took to it like a baby to his pacifier. I moved up to kiss Danielle. She reached her first climax and nearly bit my tongue off. Jerry kneeling between her legs kissed upwards until he was again at her nipples, his erect cock brushing against her moistness.
"Do it. Put it in me!" She demanded. She pulled him up into a kiss as he slid inside of her.
Kneeling between Jerry's legs, it was hot watching my brother's dick sliding in and out of my girlfriend. I reached out and caressed his balls. I was no longer thinking, a deeper instinct had kicked in. I reached forward with my tongue and stuck it in Jerry's ass. He stopped thrusting enjoying the feel of a in his ass while his dick was buried in Danielle's moist cavern.
"Do it Bobbie. Do it now before I can change my mind!" Jerry yelled.
"It's in the drawer." Danielle offered. Next to a dildo and a vibrator was a tube of KY. I slicked my my dick and Jerry's hole and carefully slid just the head in. I waited to measure Jerry's reaction. He pushed backward and slid my whole dick into himself without losing contact with Danielle. He was doing all the work. Fucking Danielle and himself at the same time.
"Oh fuck, can you fuck." Danielle came again. Jerry began shaking and blew his load deep inside. His tight ass spasming around my dick cause me to shoot. We lay there like a Jerry sandwich each in our own world.
Jerry reached up and kissed Danielle. "Thank you, I have never done it with a girl before. I think I would like to try it again. Bobby you can pull out now." I stopped by the bathroom and washed my dick and picked up a damp wash cloth. With everyone clean, Danielle lay on my left and Jerry on my right. Two heads lay upon my chest. Two hands resting on little Bob. Could life get any better.
The next morning I woke to a warm mouth around my dick. I opened my eyes when it left. Danielle was kneeling between Jerry and I switching between the two.
She looked me in the eye. "Even your cocks are just about the same." She said and returned to Jerry's dick. Jerry was awake. He looked at me. I looked back into his blue eyes and ran just the tips of my tongue over my lips. He responded in kind. I leaned forward and gently aiming for his cheek. He turned at the last minute and pressed his lips to mine. I think last night was a breakthrough for both of us.
Danielle moved between Jerry's legs letting us move closer.
"Bobby, would you mind?" She asked looking over her shoulder. I slid under her kneeling form and slid my tongue inside of her. Jerry ran his hands through her hair as she ground her pelvis into my face trying to draw my tongue deeper. She started to really get wet and she cried out a primordial scream of pleasure. I was relentless in my quest for multiple orgasams for my girl and was rewarded for my efforts.
"Fuck me Bobby. Fuck me hard." She was crazed with passion. I hoped she wouldn't bite Jerry's dick off.
She backed of Jerry's dick. "Do it. Slide it into him." Jerry was hesitant. He was taking the time to think, right now that was a bad thing.
"Do it now brother while my brain is busy." I begged. I felt a lubed finger gently caress my asshole. This wasn't the behavior of a rapist but a lover. Only when he had me begging and impaling myself on his finger did he slip his lubed dick into me.
"Thank you, that is where you belong. Don't fuck me, love me." I sighed. It was with care and compassion he loved my ass. With a mighty push he unloaded deep inside of me. He lasted only a few more strokes when his softening tool slid out leaving an emptiness only he could fill. He massaged my balls as I came inside Danielle.
"Jerry you've got to try this." I licked some of my cum from Danielle and shared it with a kiss. Jerry dove in like a starving child.
"Are you going to share with me?" Danielle asked. Jerry gathered what he could on his tongue and kissed my, no our, girl. The three of us made a great couple, sort of like Grams, Papa and Leroy. Thinking of them gave me an idea.
"Hello. Is this Grams?" Danielle asked. "My name is Danielle. I suppose Papa is over at Leroy's" Danielle held the phone away from her ear. So we could hear Grams.
"I am calling for Bobby." I hoped Grams would get the hint.
"He's at school." Gram's wasn't biting. I whispered into Danielle's ear.
"Bobby always says that it doesn't matter if they are cherry flavored they're still greasy." Finally Gram's realized I must be listening.
"We aren't sure where Bobby is. I know that something is going on but they haven't said very much. I know that Bruce is trying to find him and his brother. He has some of his police friends helping since he has the restraining order against him. He's not very happy that Jerry left without saying a word. I hope he is alright." Grams explained.
"Is Jerry the guy that could be Bobby's twin? I saw them on campus yesterday, they seemed safe and happy." Danielle tried to set Gram's mind at ease.
"I heard they found the camper that Bobby described. It even had the same stolen plates on it. It was found burning out in the west desert. There was a body inside. Bruce said it was a melted wreck." Gram's continued. "Someone tried to take out the boy, that was kidnapped, in his hospital room. He's alright but they moved him somewhere else. Bruce doesn't know where."
"That sounds awful." Danielle exclaimed.
"Papa thinks they are trying to get rid of any witnesses. I am worried about Bobby." Grams fussed.
"Grams if I see Bobby I will tell him to be careful. If he calls you first will you tell him I called." Danielle hung up. "What kind of mess have you gotten yourself into?"
"I remembered and told the FBI everything I could remember. I can see them not wanting me around to testify. It was pretty awful." I said.
"Poor babies. I think you need some loving." Danielle led us to the bathroom and got the shower running. Without going into detail we finally did get washed up as the hot water started getting chilly.
"When do your roommates get back?" Jerry asked.
"Not until late Sunday."
Jerry took Danielle's hand and kissed her wrist. "That's good."
I think I have created a monster.
We couldn't stay there forever. I'm not sure Danielle's reputation in this conservative community would benefit from having two live in lovers. It was doing wonders for Jerry though. He was talking in full sentences finally.
Late Saturday afternoon a phone number appeared on the pager. I dialed the number and recognized the voice sort of.
"Is this Geo or his brother?" I asked.
"I'm the good looking one."
"Hi Geo, what's going on?" I chuckled.
"I'm wounded to the core. It's Paul." The conversation continued.
Grams had the story down cold. Paul didn't really know who to trust. It was obvious that there was a leak in the local police station. News that I had remembered and pretty much my whole story was common knowledge almost before I left the building.
Agent Moore wanted me arrested and brought in for hindering his investigation. It was obvious with the attempted murder in the hospital and the attempted re-kidnapping of the young boy and the body in the burned out camper that someone was tying up loose ends. Bruce was making things harder. He had contacted friends in the local sheriff's office. One of them didn't like what they had been asked to do. They were to pick up the two of us and call him rather than deliver us to the station.
Paul never asked where we were. What he didn't know he couldn't tell.
"What are we going to do I have class on Monday?" I asked and then felt insensitive when I realized Jerry had missed a full week of school.
"Talking about school can Jerry handle things yet?"
"Jerry is doing just fine. Just be gentle with him. We are both pretty fragile." I requested.
It wasn't Paul talking to Jerry but Brent. Bruce had pulled all of his financial backing from Jerry's education and even cleared out his checking and savings account. Brent had contacted the school and had made some arrangements about Jerry's scholarship. It turns out that it was not school specific. Jerry had the school refund the current quarter's tuition to the scholarship account.
If Jerry wanted to attend school in Logan, Brett offered the spare bedroom realizing they would probably only use the one. Arrangements had been made to take the quarter off to recuperate.
"Stay wherever you are. Paul will page you when we know more. I'll tell the Johnsons you are safe."
I'd like to say we made love non stop on Saturday. Jerry watched basketball on TV while Danielle and I studied. Casablanca was on TV. Afterwards we went to bed, underwear forgotten. Just as last night we started with kissing. Danielle was the one that started kissing down our bodies stopping at our very erect dicks. She kissed first one and then the other.
"Have you ever sucked each other?" She asked. Jerry nodded. "I want to watch you, together."
It was tentative at first with some kissing. Then I turned so we were laying side by side. Jerry's dick was mere inches from my lips. Images of men's mutilated genitals flashed before my eyes. I wondered if those brutes had caused all that damage. We knew they were capable of taking a guy's balls, but hey weren't here. My beautiful brother was. I licked the head of his penis. There was no electric shock. My lips followed my tongue. Jerry was soon knocking at the back of my throat. With a little effort my nose was soon buried in his curly blond pubes. That was when Jerry worked up the courage to return the favor.
There was a flash and the whir of a motor and then another. "One for you and one for me." I didn't know she owned a Polaroid camera. Lost in Jerry's pleasure I didn't look over at Danielle until I heard a buzzing sound. She sat in the comfy chair, her legs spread with a vibrator buried deep inside of her. She was really getting off on watching nearly twins sucking dick.
Jerry had a idea. He rolled me on my back. I thought he was going to sit on me. Instead he drew Danielle by the hand toward the bed. She slowly lowered herself onto me. When she bent over to kiss me Jerry slid his dick next to mine.
"It's so big. My two big boys, fuck me. I've never felt so full." With only a few strokes she had reached her first double dick orgasam. Feeling little Jerry rubbing against me inside Danielle sent me quickly over the edge. Jerry was not far behind. He slid down and began licking around my soft dick savoring the double load. I was soon hard again without ever withdrawing. Jerry was also aroused and he joined me again. After her brief chance to catch her breath Danielle was ready to go again. This time at a more leisurely pace. She still managed to come twice before we came again. Being prepared Danielle had brought a washcloth to bed. We were cleaned up in no time. Tonight it was Jerry in the middle.
The pager went off at 5:00 in the morning. The phone rang twice before Paul picked up.
"It's 5:00 can't we do this after the sun comes up." I asked.
"We need to meet. Where can we pick you up?" Paul asked. I wasn't going to let Danielle get pulled into this.
"We will meet you at JB's at 6:00. Who is going to be there with you?" I asked.
"Just me and an agent that out ranks Agent Moore. I finally convinced someone in Washington that Agent Moore has not been handling this case in a legal or ethical manner. I worry about how close he and Bruce have been working." Paul explained.
"Include Geo and Brett or we are not coming. I am getting really good at getting lost. I don't trust the FBI or any other law enforcement organization right now. Sit where we can see you from the window."
I was worried about the whole thing being a set up and figured it would be harder to pull off with witnesses. Danielle had a great idea and at 5:30 Jerry and I were sitting in a booth at JB's drinking cokes. Jerry was wearing a hot pink sweatshirt and a curly blonde wig. I was in a baby blue sweatshirt and long blond wig. Danielle knew the morning manager of the store. With a little eye batting she made arrangements for ducking through the kitchen if things turned bad. Danielle was at the end of the counter away from us. Her car was parked just outside of the back door.
At 5:50 Paul and a guy that was obviously law enforcement even dressed down arrived. The hostess sat them in the booth behind us. We could hear their conversation.
"Just to remind you, they are not going to trust you to begin with. You are going to have to stay calm. Remember they are recovering from not only abuse and rape at the hands of their kidnappers, but also the local police and Agent Moore." Paul explained.
"Agent Moore was trying to look out for them and make sure the perpetrators didn't get another chance to do this to someone else."
"At the expense of my clients. They are fragile. Bobby's therapist says if we stress him too much his memories could be repressed again and then where would you be." Paul insisted.
At 6:00 Brett and Doc walked in. I felt bad getting them out of bed so early on a Sunday. Geo finally made it at 6:05.
"Let me introduce Agent Fairchild." Paul announced and then introduced the other around the table.
I stepped by the restrooms to the payphone and called the restaurant.
"I have a call for Brett Johnson. He says it's an emergency. You can take it in the manager's office." I wasn't pleased that the agent followed Brett.
"Brett are you alone?" I asked.
"No there is an FBI agent with me." He answered.
"Brett, can you get rid of him? You I can trust. I'm not a fan of law enforcement right now." I could hear the agent's displeasure at being asked to return to the table. Brett finally prevailed. Once the agent sat back down I asked Brett to wait there for a minute or two and hung up.
"Brett, can I trust these people?" I asked as I hugged my friend. "I don't trust the locals. After listening to Paul and the agent talk I understand where Agent Moore was coming from. He was still an asshole."
Brett looked puzzled.
"We have been in the booth behind yours since 5:30." I explained. That was when he noticed the wig in my hand.
"Don't you think this shirt brings out the blue in my eyes. The pink only makes Jerry look pale."
"Jerry is still listening. We are not going out there until he gives the thumbs up. If the agent is going to go ballistic it should be now. He wasn't happy when you told him to go away." I explained. "You both walked right past me at the payphone. If we have to disappear, I have lined up a few more hiding places that are under their radar."
I sighed. "Why can't things be easy. I just want to come home." He hugged me tighter.
"I wish you were home. I've gotten used to my two sons being in the house." Now it was my turn to tighten the hug. "I don't like their plan, but it's the best thing on the table."
Brett returned to the table. I didn't return to my table for another five minutes.
"Is he coming?" Paul asked.
"He is close he just wants some reassurance that this isn't going to be Agent Moore all over again. I'm not sure I am comfortable with him coming out of hiding. The local police have looked through my house twice and a series of unfamiliar cars have been parking on the street." Brett was speaking more to Jerry than anyone at the table. "They even had his car towed and it wasn't the campus police I checked with them."
"I am not sure how Jerry is doing. He has been withdrawn to the point of being a vegetable. They were supposed to meet with me when the warning went out." Geo explained. "We need to be very careful. Bobby admits he is surviving on a lie. He is telling himself everything is alright and he knows it isn't."
"I know what is going to be best and he is just going to have to follow instructions." The agent interrupted.
"If that is how it is going to be, I won't go along with it." Geo continued. "They are young but they aren't stupid. Agent Moore didn't even take the time to find out Bobby's problem with the hospital and it was a valid concern from his point of view. He has no health insurance. All his free money is going to pay the bill from some radiologist. $100 may not seem like a lot of money to you but to Bobby that is two full paychecks."
"What is it you are going to expect them to do?" Brett asked.
"They are going to go back to their regular lives and we wait." Agent Fairchild explained.
"That is the worst plan I have ever heard." Doc interjected. "I am not going to let these boys get hurt or end up dead."
"I have a team ready to shadow the boys throughout the day. When someone makes a move we will have them." Agent Fairchild announced.
"That's going to work well with a mole in the local police force." Brett wasn't impressed.
"Agent Moore has been ordered to stand down. The local officials have been told to drop the investigation. My team is from back east and will have no contact with the locals."
"Why is this a good idea?" Doc asked.
"If we can not eliminate the threat they will be living in fear for years." Agent Fairchild pointed out.
"There are more than one group looking for the boys. If you catch one are you packing up and moving on." Paul asked.
Agent Fairchild reassured those at the table that he was in this for the long haul.
"So Bobby what questions do you have?" Brett asked.
"This thing has already messed up my education plans. Bobby needs a chance to stay on track." Jerry surprised them with his response and his coherent sentence.
Doc pushed Brett out of the way getting out of the booth. She had her boys in her arms in seconds. Neither pulled away from the contact. Agent Fairchild cleared his throat and received a glare from the men at the table. Maybe he'll learn.
Jerry finally looked Agent Fairchild straight in the eye. "If you get either of us killed, Paul and Brent are going to slap a wrongful death suit against you and the FBI." Jerry stated. I guess he has learned something from his education.
"Not only that, I will come back and haunt you." Jerry reached up and put his hand over my mouth. He knew what was coming next, it had been an ongoing joke between us for years and we were in mixed company. The rest of the line was whenever you make love I'll stick my icy dead finger up your ass. When I sighed in defeat he moved his hand.
"So how is this going to work?" I asked.
Just as he described earlier we were going to continue as normal as we could. There would be someone following us at all times. Jerry and I would each have a button around our necks. If we pushed it twice it would send a signal somewhere. They weren't very clear about that. The best part of the plan is we got to go home. Danielle had already left. We didn't want to involve her in case we needed a place to hide again.
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