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The night James is taken, it's raining. Thundering spring showers despite the lingering snow still hanging around town. But it's enough distraction that he doesn't see the looming figure roaming around the corner of his house as he hurriedly tries to get his key into the lock and inside to dry off and warm himself. It's dark, late, when he's making his way home from a day of meetings with his family's lawyers. For once, he's come home optimistic, hopeful that negotiations are coming to an end. That all his father's remaining holdings will be amicably split between his siblings and himself while the company will be left in responsible hands.

So he doesn't expect the attack. He doesn't expect to need the weapon he's left in his bedroom since the day he took leave from the police department. Perhaps that was naive of him especially after finding out from Davin that someone, something was out to get him. Whatever the case, the witch blindsides him hitting him over the head with a hard blunt object that sends a shooting pain down his entire skull and spine. It knocks him unconscious, and the witch has gotten what they came for tonight...revenge.

He wakes up strapped to a flat cement table, hands and feet tied down making it impossible to move. His mouth is bound so he can't even scream for help. Though he wonders if it would do any good. He's somewhere dark. Somewhere he can hear the lapping of waves in the distance, and he hopes that whoever did this was dumb enough to keep him in town. He'll have a chance that way.

Because he has to believe his family, his siblings, someone will come looking for him.

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"Aye, I could use a nap too, but we're still waitin' on food," Davin assures him, kissing him once more before getting off of the sofa. "Just rest your cute butt there. I need t'redo my wards for my own piece of mind."

He nods and then goes around the apartment to check his sigils, quietly reciting Gaelic spells under his breath to restrengthen them. He's only done for a few moments before someone knocks on the door, and Davin grabs his wallet before going to open it. He steps outside so that the delivery person won't hit the invisible barrier in the doorway, and pays before bringing the food back in and taking it into the kitchen.

"Okay, I bribed the girl at Quill t'bring me some food from there, since I assume pizza wouldn't be the best on your stomach right now." Davin opens up a container of chicken soup and places it on a tray along with a turkey sandwich and some water before bringing it out to the living room. "Ya wanna eat out here or in bed?"

James closes his eyes leaning his head back against the sofa cushion, letting the sounds of Davin moving about the apartment surround him. He hasn't been this comfortable in what feels like years, before the kidnapping, before everything, perhaps since the last time he was here and he was happy. It's such a relief to know that he doesn't have to leave, that Davin wants him here too.

When Davin comes back carrying to-go containers, he opens his eyes smiling sleepily. The smell of the food wafts up to him, causing his stomach to grumble pointedly. With a smile he stands up to head into the bedroom.

"Bedroom. I haven't been in a bed in days," he says. Bed sounds nearly as good as the food Davin has. Wrapping his arms around Davin he gives him a hug as they head into the next room. "I'm glad that I'm here."

"Careful, you'll make me spill," Davin says with a laugh, but he leans into the hug as best he can with his arms full. "Get into bed an' prepare t'stay there, 'cause I'm not lettin' ya leave for at least a day."

He helps James get settled into bed and propped up with some pillows behind him, and then sets the tray of food down in front of him. There's steaming soup and crusty bread, along with some water and a small cup of coffee just in case the lack of caffeine is getting to him. "I've barely eaten in days, so I'm gonna join ya. Be right back."

A few minutes later Davin returns in a pair of sweats with his own tray of food, and he climbs up next to James with a grateful smile, sighing happily as they settle in. This feels right. This feels like where they should be.

It won't take much to convince James not to move. He already feels as though he never wants to leave anyway. After weeks, months even, he is where he's suppose to be, with Davin, with someone he loves, and makes him feel whole. That's why this feels so right. All this time something was missing, and now he has it back again.

Without too much prodding he settles into the bed as Davin arranges the food and pillows, grateful for the assistance. Davin leaves to the room, and James only waits a second before diving in. He breaks off a piece of the bread dipping it into the hot liquid letting it soak up some of the soup before taking a big bite. The food is warm, nourishing as it goes down, and he makes a softly pleased sound as he continues to eat, hoping Davin doesn't mind he's so hungry.

Once Davin is back, looking more comfortable, he pauses for a sip of coffee. "You don't have to persuade me. I could just stay here for a few days. Rest up," he suggests concerned that Davin's been running himself ragged. He knows when Davin was missing he was beside himself for days. "I am unemployed, you know. I've no where else to be than here with you."

"Aye, unemployed with more money than ya know what t'do with," Davin says with a fond laugh, leaning in against James' side. "You're welcome t'stay here for as long as ya wish. I should go into the shop tomorrow t'check on things, but otherwise I have nowhere to be either."

He looks over at James with an easy smile, and leans in for a kiss. "Just here with you. That's all I want."

James accepts that kiss, leaning into Davin just slightly, as he savors those words, appreciating that they are together. "Great. I'll..." he trails off after a second, once again reminded that though this is such a good moment. Less than a few hours ago his live was in danger.

"I realize I don't remember where my car is. But I can go home and pack up some clothes if you'll drive me tomorrow," he says then, after a pause he continues. "She caught me by surprise. I should've been paying better attention. You warned me."

"Well, I am always right. 'Bout time ya realized," Davin jokes, but his expression goes more serious and he reaches up to cup James' cheek. "It's over now, babe. No sense in wonderin' what could have happened. We'll just focus on gettin' ya better, aye? Whatever ya need, I'm here for ya."

Davin lets out a breath and leans in to kiss James on the tip of his nose, fingers sliding up into his hair to push it away from his face. "I-- I know a little how ya must feel. Sucks that we've both been through somethin' so terrible, but we'll help each other."

Taking in a deep breath, James concentrates on the reassurance in Davin's tone, on the fact that now they are here together. Perhaps nothing terrible can happen to them now. They split up, and they made their way back together. All that's left to do is take care of each other.

He closes his eyes when Davin kisses him, remembering the feeling, and then he sighs glancing up at him touching his face too. "We will," he says. "Help each other. Through this and whatever else happens. You don't always get a second chance, but I plan to make the most of mine."

"Aye, me too," Davin assures him, kissing the corner of his mouth and then his cheek, fingers carding through his hair. "I don't plan on lettin' ya go again, so it seems that you're stuck with me. That alright with ya?"

He presses his forehead against James' with a soft smile, and then snuggles up to him and rests his head on James' shoulder. "Whatever life throws at us, we can handle. 'Cause we're stronger together."

Sighing into the warm feeling of Davin's pressed close to his, James nods back. He doesn't want to go anywhere. This time he plans to keep this, Davin, for as long as possible. He wants to do better, be better a better partner, because he thinks Davin is right. They are stronger together. When Davin lays down he wraps his arms around his shoulders, turning slightly so he can reach his mouth to give him a long kiss.

"I don't mind being stuck with you," he says, between kisses, running his hand along Davin's back. "If you don't mind being stuck with me..."

"Of course I don't," Davin assures him, a bit breathless from their kiss. He reaches up to slide his fingertips along James' cheek and up into his hair, expression vulnerable as he takes a moment to find the words. "I think-- all I wanted was for ya t'love me for who I really am. Just love all of me, okay? That's all I want."

He swallows hard and curls his fingers around the back of James' neck. "An' I'll love all o' you too."

James smiles, brighter than he has in days, his entire body at ease and comfortable for the moment, even with the bumps and bruises. This is exactly what he hoped for but couldn't fathom ever getting. He thought he'd ruined his chances, and now tonight Davin is telling him he loves him and he gets to say it back.

"That's all I want too, more than anything," he says, leaning closer to kiss Davin again. He knows Davin says he needs the rest, that he needs to take it easy, but he can't resist pulling Davin closer and pressing deeper into their kiss for a few seconds. When he pulls away it's not very far.

"So, since you're the one who doctored me up, when I can resume physical activity?" he asks amused.

Such a heated kiss coming after a declaration like that has Davin going a little weak, and he sags against James without thinking much about it. James kisses him and Davin returns it with a pleased hum, eyes fluttering open sluggishly when James pulls back. He clears his throat and sits up, playfully smacking James' arm with the back of his hand.

"Hey, stop that," Davin teases, and then laughs softly at the question. He's up for a rousing reunion just as much as James, but he forces himself not to lunge for the tie on James' sleep pants. "You're all healed, but you need to rest and regain your energy. You'll need lots of it for what I plan to do to you."

James laughs at Davin's response, but in the end, he nods in agreement. "I suppose you're right," he offers reluctantly. He did nearly die a few hours ago, but even then he's also just got the most important person in his life back. He wants to kiss Davin and do much more than that.

After a second, he lays his head down again though pulling Davin with him. "I'm not going anywhere, so I can rest and then take you up on that offer." It's high on his priority list. "Since you're here, resting up won't be too much of a chore," he says, wrapping his arms around Davin even more

"Ya big cuddle monster," Davin says with a laugh, sinking down into the bed and wrapping his arms around James. With as stressed as he's been while looking for James, going days without sleep, napping will be no great chore. He's just about to close his eyes when he catches something just out of the corner of one and bites his lip.

"My anti-nightmare charm is up," Davin says quietly, sliding a hand along James' shoulder as the tattoo on his forearm glows faintly. "Is that alright?"

James squeezes Davin closer, observing the slight tightness that flashes across his features. He definitely doesn't want Davin to feel stressed, not tonight, when they each have been through so much drama as it stands. He nods back at him. "Yes, of course," he says, taking Davin's other hand, threading their fingers together. Normally, he'd feel some anxiety about charms and spells and magic, but that feeling is no longer inside of him. He just feels happy and content.

Yawning sleepily, he lets his head snuggle down into the pillow. "I think I am more tired than I thought," he confesses, feeling his body growing heavy now that he's eaten and comfortable.

"Good. We'll both sleep easy then," Davin says, breathing out a sigh of relief and looking down at their joined hands. It really feels like James is serious about accepting Davin and all he can do, and Davin just hopes that it'll last.

James is well on his way to sleep so Davin settles in and holds onto him tightly, pressing a kiss to the top of his head and thanking every deity out there for bringing him back to Davin and giving them another chance.

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