Here's chp 7 folks, the reunion of Scott and Jacob finally takes place in this chp but so does the beginning of Carl's plans to defeat his father by being just as evil as Gordon can be. Enjoy!.
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It was the night of the Christmas party. Jacob was dressed up in a black tux with a forest green cummerbund and bow tie. They made his red hair and green eyes stand out even more. He wanted everything to be perfect and it looked like it was going to be. Russ had chosen not to go but let Jacob tell his brother merry Christmas for him. When Jacob stepped out of the front doors of the Club it was to the cold crisp air of freedom. Watching over Russ was a full time job and just getting out of the Club was a pleasure in itself.
A car was waiting just outside. Jacob really would of preferred walking to the party but that would be a 30-mile walk, not one that he could complete and make it to the party on time. So it was with some regret but still with excitement that he got into the car, leaving the open air. When he was let out at the main entrance he was met by an escort who then led him to the executive elevator. The party was spread out on many floors but the floor Jacob was certain Scott would be at was limited to top brass and their staff, including interns. When he arrived at the elevator doors he saw a couple, one blond and the other dark haired arguing over where they had put their invitation.
"Lance, I knew I should of never given you the invitation!" The taller, dark haired man argued.
"Whatever Fredrick, you know I can't keep track of anything. You just gave it to me because you knew you'd loose it yourself."
"What sort of stupidity is that, me giving it to you just so I could blame you."
"You blamed me when we lost the Fisher account."
"You did loose it."
"How was I supposed to know he hates blonds?"
"How was I? You're the PR man, your suppose to know these things."
"None of this would of happened if Scott was still working for us."
"Excuse me, did you say Scott?" Jacob butted in.
"Yeah Scott, the best employee we ever had."
"His last name wasn't Keller was it?"
"No, it was Gannon." Fred answered.
"Oh, that's right I forgot."
"Do you know him?" Lance asked.
"Yes he's an old friend of mine."
"Wow, that's great, Uhm... I see you have an invitation. Do you think you can go up and ask Scott to get this thug guarding the elevator to let us up?" Lance begged.
"Yeah sure, just give me your names and I'll ask him."
The couple told Jacob their names just as the elevator doors opened. Jacob quickly jumped in before the couple started arguing again. "How could Scott stand the two of them?" Jacob thought as he went to the top floor.
When the elevator doors finally opened it was to a sea of black tuxes. "How in the hell am I to find anybody around here!" He thought. It was like a "Where's Waldo" except this time Waldo was dressed up just like the rest of the characters, no red strips at all.
Jacob began mingling with the crowd in the hope of finding Scott by chance or at least Hal, the only other person he knew that should be here. Instead, it was a flash of gold that first attracted his attention and he followed it to a desk where a bunch of other guys were standing around.
"Now which of you boys is going to give Auntie Maria a kiss." The elderly woman in the gold dress laughed as she held up a sprig of mistletoe. All the men each gave her a kiss on the cheek before going on their way leaving Jacob by himself with the woman.
"Excuse, me do you know where Scott Keller is?"
"Yes I do cutie but you must give me a kiss before I'll tell you." Maria teased.
After the kiss she took him by the arm and lead him to one of the private offices. "Now before I let you in are you going to tell me who you are?"
"Yes, I'm Jacob Patrick."
"So you're the uncle! I suspected when I first saw you. You did a good job raising that boy. He talks about you a lot. He misses you."
"Yes, I've missed him a lot too."
"Well let me check to see if their decent, I walked into them once without checking and woo, did I get an eye full."
"What?" Jacob asked confused as Maria peeked into the room.
"Oh never mind, they're fine. Go right in."
"Thanks."
Jacob walked into the dark room and saw his boy holding another man in his arms on the couch."
"Jacob!" Scott shouted as he quickly jumped off the couch, dumping Chuck on to the floor.
"Scott!" Jacob shouted as he opened his arms. He was expecting a hug but what he got was a tackle that knocked him down, leaving his head just outside the door.
"I win!" Scott laughed.
"You rascal!" Jacob joined in.
"Hey what's going on?" Chuck laughed from his awkward position on the floor.
"Oh Chuck, this is Jacob, the man who taught me everything I know."
"Well he didn't teach you how to suck!" Chuck replied.
"I was going to." Jacob defended himself, "But I got a little sidetracked. I guess I have you to thank for completing his education."
"Yep, but I should be thanking you for raising such a sweet guy."
"Hey, I'm still here!" Scott piped in.
"Yes you are and I'm not letting you out of my sight again. Leave you alone just for a second and I get shipped to Europe and you get sent here." Jacob added as Scott lifted him back up.
"Well you better not leave me again, I missed you."
"Same here Scott."
"Well I guess I better be leaving..." Chuck said sadly.
"What do you mean?" Both Scott and Jacob said at the same time.
"Well I thought that the two of you... well... that the two of you would want to get back together."
"Chuck, Jacob is not my long lost boyfriend." Scott chided.
"But..."
"Chuck, Scott is very dear to me. One of the reasons we left the cabin was to find Scott a boyfriend."
"We did?" Scott said confused.
"Yes we did. I told you that I wanted you to experience life before I made you my Tor. That included experiencing love. I think its time I gave you a shave."
"Oh dear, he's one of those." Chuck laughed. "Be careful Scott when one of those make you their Tor they tend to boss you around more then you them."
"Hey, that's suppose to be a secret and it's for his own good."
"That's true also, they make the best First's but you have to get use to a lot of mothering."
"Hey he raised me I'm a little use to him babying me."
"So, do you want to join in?" Jacob asked Chuck. "I'll be real gentle."
"Uhm... thanks but no thanks. I think Scott will need a friend who won't be your personal slave."
"Oh!" Jacob was reminded; "Speaking of friends there is a couple named Lance and Fred waiting for you in the main lobby."
"Fred and Lance are here that's great!" Scott said excitedly.
"Thanks for ruining my surprise." Chuck moaned.
"I didn't know it was a surprise. They lost their invitation and so asked me help them out." Jacob defended himself.
"You brought them here?" Scott asked Chuck.
"Yes, since you said you were great friends with them and how you originally planned to go back to them I decided to invite them to the party and offer them jobs here."
"That's great! Where will they work?
"Under you hopefully."
"Me?"
"Yeah, it was going to be my other surprise." Chuck smiled as he took a box out of his coat pocket and opened it showing the eight-pointed star inside. "You're no longer an intern but the new senior investment officer, rank 60."
"I didn't get this job because of you did I?"
"No, Hal made the decision, you've been the best intern to come here in years. He wanted you for the job. He just asked me to be the one to offer it to you. Lance and Fred will be your senior aids."
"Then I better shave them as well, they could use the discipline." Jacob added.
"Well that means your pack will be as large as mine!" Chuck laughed. "Besides Adam and Drew there's my senior aid Jeff."
"Are you sure you don't want a shave?" Jacob asked Chuck again with a wicked grin.
"Oh most definitely not. I plan on marrying this guy and the bond is all I need."
"Well I guess I better make plans to move here. I'll soon have another family to run."
"I warn you he'll be bossy." Chuck said while elbowing Scott.
"You'll get used to it. If you two disagree you can flip to see who wins."
"I better have a stash of quarters ready then." Chuck laughed.
"It's not that kind..." Scott tried to warn Chuck but was quickly jabbed by Jacob.
"Don't give away all my secrets!" Jacob telepathically sent Scott.
"Yes uncle." Scott sent back, returning to his role of the good son.
The room was eventually warmed up but that was because the researchers had to, they had taken away the t-shirts, boxer shorts and bed sheets and left them with only a pair of jocks. Saul was still committed to not falling for their tactics even though both Kyle and he carried around hard-ons when they were around each other. While the room was warmer then the night they took away the extra bed, it was still cold enough that while they might start off on separate ends of the remaining bed, by the middle of the night they were in each other's arms just to keep warm.
Saul almost broke his pledge once one night when he awoke to find himself humping against Kyle's leg. It took all of his self-control to stop because it felt so good. He was able to make it to the bathroom and jack off but the next night when it happened again he found the bathroom door locked and bed pans under the bed. This forced him to jack off in bed. He first thought that Kyle was still asleep while he was doing it but the dim red glow from his eyes showed that he wasn't.
"Oh please don't watch me doing this." Saul begged.
"Ok, only if you agree not to watch me when I jack off."
"When do you plan to do that?"
"Right now."
"Oh not when I'm doing it."
"Why, does it make you hot knowing that I'm jacking off right next to you while you're doing the same?"
"Yes."
"Then lets both watch each other and get more out of it."
"..."
"I'll take that as a yes."
Kyle slipped off his jock to show his seven-inch prong surrounded by a bed of trimmed dark blond hair. Saul gasped when he saw it. Even though he had seen it several times before, he had never been this sexually excited when viewing it.
Kyle gave him a come-and-get-it grin and began pumping his meat at the same pace Saul had taken. The two started about a foot apart but as they became more excited and closer to climax they inched their way towards each other until the knuckles of their hands brushed against each other as they made each stroke. Passion took over as they began kissing the air just millimeters above their lips until they finally made contact. They plastered their lips together and Saul let go of his prick to grab Kyle around the waist. He began doing what he started the night before, humping himself against Kyle's leg.
Kyle kept his hand on his dick but used his other hand to grab the back of Saul's head to add more pressure to their continuous kiss. They finally erupted, Saul against Kyle's thigh and Kyle between their stomachs. They released their kiss and both gasped for air before starting a series of gentler kisses and caresses.
Saul was enjoying the light kissing and licks Kyle was giving him on his neck when he suddenly felt the points of sharp teeth. His reaction was as quick as it was violent. He pushed so hard against Kyle that both of them fell out of the bed on opposite ends.
"I'm sorry!" Kyle said, begging for forgiveness. "I just haven't..."
"Don't you ever bite me!" Saul shouted from his side.
"I'm sorry, it won't happen again."
"It better not!
"..."
"I'm sleeping on the floor." Saul finally decided.
"You know that they'll just lower the temperature if you do that and we don't have bed sheets this time."
"I'll manage." Saul huffed, not considering that Kyle would suffer as well.
"We need to stick together if we're going to make it though this." Kyle pleaded
"No, we need to fight, that's what we need to do. Any prisoner of war is supposed to fight their captors as long as they can."
"Well Saul I can't fight much longer." Kyle finally admitted. He had been hiding from Saul the fact that the scientists had cut off his food of blood in an attempt to get Kyle to bite Saul.
"What do you mean, you look fit enough to take down any of the guards here."
"Saul... They've been starving me. I haven't feed for two months. If I don't eat soon..."
"You'll be fine. You just need to eat some regular food. I know the rations taste bad but they will fill you up." Saul said, still in denial of what Kyle was saying.
"Saul, what am I."
"You're my friend." Saul said, now purposing avoiding the truth.
"Saul, I'm a vampire. I drink blood. I need blood. I can't survive without it."
"Sure you can. Everyone knows that drinking blood is a choice."
"Saul, its not. That is a lie the military has spread. Makes it easier for people to want us dead."
"But..."
"Saul, you said I was your friend. Believe me then. I wont bite you against your will but I'm certain that they will risk me dying in the hope that I will go into a blood frenzy. Vampires are more common then you are."
"So you're saying that you are expendable while I'm not."
"We are all expendable, just some are more so then others."
"...I don't want you to die."
"Neither do I."
"...Bite me." Saul said while staring at the ground. It was the hardest decision he had ever made but one of the few that he felt was so right.
"Saul, I'm not going to do this because you pity me."
"Kyle...I love you. That's why I want you to bite me. I don't want to loose you."
"You really do?"
"Yes."
"I...I love you too. If I bite you, it will change things between us."
"I understand."
"No, I think you do not. It will be harder for us to ignore each other as we have in the past."
"You mean our bodies?"
"Yes, but also our minds. Just as you'll feed me, I'll want to feed you."
"But you said that I'll not turn into a vampire."
"No, you'll become my husband."
"I see now."
"Are you willing to give up you're past for me."
"...Yes."
"Then we better get in bed. It's easier to do when one is comfortable."
The two finally got off the floor and saw into each other's eyes. Saul's eyes still had a deep blue but Kyle's were a weak dull red. Saul now understood how weak Kyle had become if the glow from his eyes were any suggestion to his physical state.
"So you've done this before?" Saul asked.
"Yes but not with a bride before. Before you came they had me creating vampires from military volunteers."
"Why?"
"GenCorp has a near monopoly on psi technology. The military doesn't like that. Creating vampires is their only way to make their own telepaths. Saul... I am scared. If the stories are true, after I feed off you I won't have to feed for some time. I'll also be able to walk in sunlight while keeping my strength. I'll be the super soldier they've been looking for. They will want more. I don't know if they'll allow us to stay together."
"We'll think of something. I won't let you escape me so easily."
"They'll have to pry my undead hands from your body before I'll let you go." Kyle said in Saul's ear as the two began to cuddle.
"Sorry for being such a jerk." Saul apologized
"Don't worry about it. I knew I'd get you in the end."
"Hahaha!" Saul suddenly laughed as he realized something.
"What's so funny?" Kyle asked as Saul's laughter interrupted his kissing of his neck.
"My name, Saul, I'm going through a conversion just like the Biblical one."
"Does that mean you want me to call you Paul from now on?"
"No!"
"Good cause I like your name just as it is."
"Well I guess this is the moment."
"I'll be real gentle, you won't feel any pain."
"All right... do it."
And with that Saul felt teeth break his skin. It wasn't pain he felt but a cold numbness spread as the blood was drained from his body. The loss of blood must have caused him to pass out because the next thing he remembered was opening his eyes to a room filled with red light."
"Time for your breakfast." Kyle smiled.
"What?" Saul asked opening his mouth, still groggy.
Taking advantage of Saul's opened mouth, Kyle pressed his against it and gave Saul the blood kiss. The blood must of rushed right to his dick because by the end of the kiss Saul had a full hard on. It was then that Kyle introduced Saul to a another type of sucking.
It was the first minute of Christmas and Travis still kept his vigil on Jeremy. The blister that had started on Jeremy's thumb had grown to encompass his whole body till it was like a cocoon. Inside Jeremy's body was going though a change that the scientists could not fathom but Travis could. Jeremy was becoming an Other. Travis maintained a mental contact with Jeremy during the whole time, helping the sacred mind inside accept the changes occurring. He had hoped that Jeremy would have a Christmas rebirth but all the data showed that it would still be several months before Jeremy would emerge but Travis didn't mind. He kept his vigil and waited.
Chuck watched the happy but peaceful scene in the community bedroom. Lance and Fred were asleep on one end, bodies freshly shaved and still in the 69 position, happy faces all around. On the other side were Scott and Jacob. Jacob lay on top of Scott, his head resting just below Scott's chin a happy grin on his face. Scott had his arms around Jacob in a protective embrace. Chuck could already see the marks of a Tor and a First on their arms.
He had first not wanted to watch the process of Jacob claiming Scott as his Tor but his curiosity got the better of him. He remembered when he had become a Tor and it had involved an orgy of fucking a sucking. Jacob's way was less physical but more erotic. It was more of a claiming then an excuse to have sex, more ritual then chaos. While he could already tell Jacob was bossy he also knew that all Jacob wanted was affection and Scott was the perfect man to do it.
What surprised Chuck the most was the fact he wasn't jealous. He didn't see Jacob as a competitor for Scott's love but one that would increase it. He was an extra attachment that made Scott more beautiful. Chuck also knew that they were too good for this world. One day Scott and Jacob would want to return to the cabin in the woods and Chuck would follow. The city with its corruption was a learning experience Jacob wanted Scott to have but it wasn't his home.
Chuck walked over to the bed and climbed in, wrapping his arms around the two people who now meant everything to him. Both Scott and Jacob opened their sleepy eyes and gave Chuck a tired smile.
"Promise me you won't leave me behind." Chuck sent out.
"We won't." The two sent together, understanding what Chuck was concerned about before closing their eyes again.
Chuck too soon fell asleep and entered their shared dream.
The dream took place in the forest. Chuck could see Scott running around with three wolves chasing him. The wolves were each of different colors. The white one was the smallest, followed by the black one. The red haired wolf was twice the size of the smallest and Chuck knew at once who the wolf had to be. The red wolf eyed him and ran to him. When he arrived he licked Chuck's hands before nudging him with his head to walk toward Scott. Scott seemed not to see chuck until they were only feet apart but when he saw him he ran to him and hugged him. They entered into a first kiss just as the wolves gathered around them and proceeded to howl.
Russ was depressed, Jacob hadn't returned last night from the party and in the morning Russ woke up to find his mark fading. He quickly called his brother to see if Jacob was all right and what his brother told him didn't make him any happier. Jacob had found his boy and taken him as his Tor. Hal scolded his brother for his treatment of Jacob and told him it was time he grew up. Russ, in his anger hung up the phone on his brother. He then swore he would kill the man who stole his Tor. Being so angry that he couldn't stay still Russ made his way to the common exercise room. He avoided the company's private room because he knew it would be easier for his brother to watch him from there.
He started on the treadmill but that didn't help. He then went to the weights but after flinging one, taking a chuck out of the marble walls he was "asked" to try something else. So he took on the punching bag and that seemed to work so he stayed with it.
Watching him the whole time was Carl. He knew who Russ was, the brother of the head of Steward Finances, and he knew that Russ was a man with enough power to take on Gordon Vassar. He watched as Russ beat the pulp out of the bag. He could tell that Russ was angry about something and anger was something that could be used.
When Russ finally destroyed the punching bag he made a swing at the wall, cracking both the tile and his hand. He fell to the ground and gripped the wrist of his now bloody and limp hand. Carl took this chance to make his move.
"Are you all right sir?" Carl said with well-acted concern.
"Ugh!" Was Russ's only reply.
"Let me take you to the hospital."
"No I'm fine."
"No your not. Let me take care of you." Saying the magic phrase.
Russ broke down and allowed Carl to take him in his arms. "Never leave me." He begged.
"Don't worry Russ, We'll take care of each other."
Today Jacob was going to see Hal for a job interview. It was only a formality but it offered a chance for the air to be cleared between them. Hal had gotten an earful from his brother and so needed reassurances that things wouldn't be bad between the families.
"Hello Mr. Patrick, come on in." Hal waved when he saw Jacob at his opened office door.
"Good morning sir." Jacob replied.
"Lets cut the formality between us. Call me Hal and I'll call you Jacob. For goodness sake you wiped my brother's own ass, you're practically family."
"About your brother..."
"An insufferable prick I'll tell you."
"He's not that bad." Jacob weakly defended.
"Oh yes he is. I would of left him years ago but mother made me promise I'd watch out for him when she got the plague."
"Did you catch it?"
"Sure did, made me sick for weeks but I came through it stronger and better unlike most people. Russ also got it and it made him stronger but not much better."
"Where do I stand with y'all then."
"Well seeing what a pain in the ass my brother is and what a cute ass you have I say let bygones be bygones. Unless you'll consider dating me that is."
"I have a Tor." Jacob blushed
"Yes and he's getting married soon. One day I'll like to get married."
"Are you saying what I think you're saying."
"That I want you as head of security? Yes."
"What?"
"It'll involve a lot of attention and you'll have to spend a lot of time with the senior staff."
"Such as yourself?" Jacob grinned.
"Yeah... and people such as Chuck and Scott, you'll get to spend a lot of time with them too."
"Oh really, I guess I can't turn your offer down then."
"Most people can't. What can I say, I'm just filled with charm."
"And a lot of other stuff."
"Well I hope that you'll get some of that stuff out of me."
"You're such a horndog."
"I know, got to love me. Just one thing... no shaves. I don't want to end up having you as my First.
"We'll see how things work out. Want to flip for it?" Jacob said with arched eyebrows.
"Do I ever!" Hal smiled wickedly as he stood up and removed his coat.
"Oh god, a man after my own heart." Jacob thought just as Hal made a jump for him.