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Never Meant to Be	By : Nightbloom Category: +G through L > Gargoyles Views: 8691 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Never Meant to Be
Chapter 12
Everyone had been on the rooftop when Brooklyn arrived. Brooklyn's content look did not fade despite Goliath's unhappy growl.
"Hey! Good evening, everyone! What's the occasion?" he greeted.
David Xanatos chuckled. "Well, someone certainly is in a good mood today."
"It's almost like he's in love," teased Fox, as she held Alex.
Brooklyn let out a short laugh.
The good humor was infectious as Angela, Broadway, and Lexington broke out laughing. "Except it's no girl Brook is visiting. It's a guy detective working with Elisa."
Fox had a faint blush on her face. "Oh, I'm sorry," she said. "I didn't mean..."
"No problem," Brooklyn interrupted, grinning at her.
Fox couldn't help but relax and smile back.
"Speaking of Mr. Quintanar," started Elisa, looking much better than the previous night. "I just finished informing the rest that the others know...Roberto's colleagues."
"Really? How did they take it?"
"Well, to be honest, it was just Michael Lee. He'll be informing the rest. We might schedule a meeting for tomorrow night. He's still...processing."
"So who are these individuals?" David asked. "I've had the pleasure of meeting Mr. Quintanar."
"Michael Lee, Christina and Gary Graham, Stacey McDonald, Jimmy Joe, and Jackson Luxer, Jr."
"Luxer?"
"Know him?"
"I know of, and have met, most of his family... but I've never had the opportunity to meet him. His son has rather become somewhat of a myth in our circle. The Luxer family is pretty wealthy, and tend to throw lavish parties... but Luxer, Jr. seems to be a secret. It's rare catching a glimpse of him.
"I also know of their family tie to Nick Jay, one of my competitors. Well, hardly a competitor, but he does make a name out of himself. I'm definitely interested in meeting the young Luxer."
"He's really nice," said Brooklyn.
"You've met him?" roared Goliath.
"Uh, no," Brooklyn responded, realizing his error. "Observed. From a distance." He gave an innocent grin, not that he could wipe the smile off his face if he tried.
Goliath growled, trying to keep his temper in check. It was clear to him that everyone else approved of the association between Brooklyn and Roberto. But something didn't sit well with him and that was why he resented this friendship. It wasn't logical. It was just instinct.
Brooklyn clapped his hands together and whirled around to look at his rookery brothers and sister-in-law, as he now thought of her. "Well, why don' t we get patrolling? Make this night go faster so we can finally meet some new people!"
"Oh, he's very enthusiastic. Are you sure there isn't a female friend?" Fox asked.
Owen let out a choked laugh, gaining the attention of everybody. "Pardon," he said, straightening his glasses.
David gave him an odd look, but it soon passed as Elisa spoke more about the future guests.
X
Sam watched as Karl stepped away from the Quarrymen.
"Well?"
"It seems that they are already investigating Mr. Quintanar under the accusation of being a gargoyle lover. Those gargoyles that saved him? The red one has been seen flying to and from the hotel that Quintanar is reputed to be staying at. They're still trying to determine the exact room."
"So as soon as they find out, we can nab him."
"Actually, the Quarrymen will take him after destroying the beast. Tonight was the first time that thing was seen leaving after sunset... last night it arrived and never exited. Meaning the beast is now staying in during the day. They expect the same thing tomorrow."
"So how do they expect to get past it."
"During the day, they're defenseless."
X
The soft sound of the glass door opening was what woke him up. A small smile graced his lips as he felt the weight settling next to him.
"Morning," Roberto murmured as he rolled into the large body next to him. "How was patrol?"
"Good. Sleep well?"
"Yeah. You clawed through my mattress, by the way."
"Whoops, sorry!"
Roberto chuckled as he ran his hand across the gargoyle's chest. Then he let out a yelp as Brooklyn rolled on top of him.
"Heavy!!"
Brooklyn grinned and rolled back into place, pulling Roberto on top of him.
One hand stroked Roberto's face and hair as Roberto settled on him, straddling the gargoyle and resting his elbows on the muscular chest, chin propped up by his hands.
"I want to claim you again," Brooklyn breathed.
Roberto felt himself harden at those words. He kissed Brooklyn's neck, and then began to travel south, licking and nipping at his chest and stomach.
His hands unbuckled Brooklyn's pelt as the gargoyle moaned and trembled, desperatly trying to keep from flipping the smaller male over and taking him.
Roberto removed the pelt, exposing the large cock straining with tension. It was too big to take into his mouth, but he would still be able to tease him with his tongue.
So he did.
Using both hands, Roberto massaged the heavy sack beneath the shaft. Using small licks, Roberto moved upwards, his hands following the trail, until he reached the tip.
Brooklyn's muscles were trembling in anticipation, his claws digging into the mattress beneath him.
Roberto moved his way back up, settling over Brooklyn's hips, resting his ass against Brooklyn's cock.
He let out a small chuckle as Brooklyn thrust upwards, almost throwing him off.
Roberto adjusted his hold and then began to move against Brooklyn's body. Brooklyn moaned out his name as his large hands came up to rest against Roberto's hips.
Roberto felt wet heat hit his back and slid down as Brooklyn became tense and still.
Roberto reached behind himself, wiped the gargoyle's semen onto his hand, and began to finger himself.
Brooklyn stared up at him, passion still raging in his eyes.
As Roberto finished preparing himself, the sun peeked over the horizon.
Brooklyn tensed up again as his body began to shrink. He let out a moan as Roberto used that opportunity to impale himself on his now human self.
Roberto rode him gently, until Brooklyn flipped him over.
"There's... there's something I need to tell you," Brooklyn breathed out.
"What is it?" Roberto asked, looking fearful.
"This spell... it wasn't meant to last this long. I'll become completely gargoyle again, turning to stone during the day."
Roberto relaxed slightly. "Brooklyn, last night and just a few minutes ago should be proof enough that I love you, no matter what."
"I'll miss being able to kiss you," Brooklyn said, a big grin on his face.
"Then kiss me while you can."
Brooklyn captured Roberto's mouth with his own, then pulled away and began thrusting into Roberto. He listened to Roberto's cries of passion, and he did what he could to bring more out.
They both came violently, and Brooklyn collapsed against Roberto. Both men panted as their bodies cooled down.
Roberto gave Brooklyn one more kiss. Brooklyn sighed and settled down next to Roberto. He reached over and tugged at Roberto's waist until the latin man moved so the Brooklyn could spoon up against him.
They dozed off shortly afterwards until a dull click was heard.
Roberto's eyes flew open as the doors leading to the room was opened. A moment later, a sharp shriek that he identified as belonging to Christina, sounded harshly through the room.
Both males scrambled up as Christina ran out of the room crying out "Omigod, omigod..."
Roberto felt his heart drop to his stomach.
Christina had always been pressuring him to settle down and seemed understanding and supportive. But her current reaction hinted otherwise.
Roberto threw on a robe and scrambled out of his room in time to see Gary pulling out his gun and shoving the shrieking, hopping, hysterical Christina out of the way.
"What is it?!" he was demanding.
Brooklyn stepped behind him, and Roberto threw out his arm to keep him from moving further ahead.
Gary faltered, eyes bugged out. Christina stopped shrieking and pointed at the two disheveled men.
"They were in post coital bliss!!!" She yelled. "Meaning if you hadn't stopped for your damn doughnuts in picking me up, I might have finally seen him in some hot and heavy action!!!"
Roberto was floored by her actual reason behind her shrieking as Gary could only shout her name in disbelief.
Behind him, Brooklyn could only chuckle in embarrassment.
X
Elisa and Matt sat across Stacey and Mike. The day was sunny but the wind coming through was somewhat cold.
They remained silent as the waitor set their food on their table. When he left, Mike leaned over.
"Is tonight okay?" he asked.
Elisa nodded. "They're already aware that they will be meeting company."
"But why wait 'til tonight?" asked Stacey, looking skeptical.
"Sunset. We'll wait until sunset. That's when they'll wake up."
"Wake up?"
"Apparently they're strictly nocturnal," muttered Mike.
"You'll understand when you see them," added Matt.
"Very well." Stacey crossed her arms and leaned back in her seat. "Moving on, Jack and I will be keeping tabs on Officer June. There's something about him that sent red flags flying."
"But he's an exceptional cop!" Matt exclaimed.
"According to his records," added Mike." "Past experience had taught us that just because a cop or detective is excellent in his job doesn't mean he's a good person. Just like pedophiles can work in jobs that surrounds them in kids and come across as good people, bad people can hid behind the facade of a cop."
Troubled looks passed the eyes of Stacey and Mike, leaving the other two detectives to wonder if something had happened that affected them this much. Could it have been one of the others? They were pretty young, and they came across as having known each other for a long time.
"Pardon my curiosity...but how long have you known the younger detectives?"
"Five to seven years."
A past memory clicked into place for Matt Bluestone. He remembered a story during that time, and while no names were given of the victims, he remembered a detective named Lee being involved.
"The Callahan case," he said.
Elisa glanced at him questioningly as Stacey bunched up a napkin in her fist.
"Yeah. What the papers didn't reveal was that for three months, he had been coercing one of the kids into servicing him sexually. Because of the fact that the kid was not Caucasian, and a male, kept him silent because who would believe that a known bigot and homophobe would do such a thing. An attempted suicide was what finally revealed the secret, and in revenge, Callahan took him and two of his friends hostage. False imprisonment, battery, rape, and attempted murder was what he was charged with."
Mike put on a pair of sunglasses. But they could not hide the tear that escaped and rolled down his cheek. Stacey looked away.
"I saved the kid from committing suicide. But I couldn't keep him safe from Callahan. That bastard tormented his friends by tying them to a chair, blindfolding them, gagging them, and raping the kid in the same room. Once he was done, he took the blindfolds off and made them watch as he battered the kid and suffocate him. Then he did CPR to do it all over again."
Mike was silent for a moment.
"I still wish, that when I shot the fucker, I had shot him with the intention to kill him instead. But the kids had already gone through enough. They didn't need to see me kill someone and then go down for being a vigilante."
Stacey, seeing the looks that Matt and Elisa gave him, added her own information. "Mike's a skilled marksman. They would easily prove to the court that it was intentional. He has never missed his mark." She sighed. "Anyhow, we already have Chavez's permission. But it's unofficial. I thought it would be fair not to hide things from you."
It was a cheap shot, and Stacey knew it. And it was even hypocritical, considering that they themselves still had a lot of untold secrets.
Neither Elisa nor Matt responded to that comment, choosing to remain silent as if it did not bother them. Instead, they expressed their gratitude in their show of confidence.
X
"Christina, please don't scare him off," Roberto pleaded, as said woman dragged Brooklyn down the street.
Gary tugged at Roberto's arm. "She'll join us as soon as he gets a cab. Let's have some breakfast again."
"Oh, my. Another date? After finding me with another man?" Roberto couldn't help but tease.
"Whatever, man. Just get!"
Roberto laughed as he headed to the little diner they had last ate at.
"So you made your choice, huh?"
Roberto faltered in step. "What?"
"Well, I mean, you just said it! You were in bed with... with... a guy... Brody... and I know you're not into... you know... the casual stuff."
"It... it just happened."
Gary raised an eyebrow.
"I mean, he likes me and all, and I like him, too. It's just that I found out he might be leaving. And... we were both lonely and it just... happened."
"Do you regret it?"
"No."
"Meaning, if he weren't leaving, he'd still be the one you would have chosen. Which is good, because it just wouldn't have worked out with a gargoyle, even if it did return you feelings."
Roberto was glad that Gary was slightly behind him, otherwise he would be hard pressed to explain the grimace that crossed his face.
X
"There he is," Stacey said, pointing out a plain tan four door sedan.
Jack nodded as he opened the file in his hands. Glancing up, he caught sight of a man with blonde hair stepping away from the car.
A shudder went down his back.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing," he responded, not wanting to alarm Stacey for something unimportant. It was just that the blonde man didn't give off any positive vibes. It was as if there were something seriously wrong with him.
X
Ever since dropping Mr. Fable off, Karl was unable to shake the feeling that someone was following him. But no matter where he looked, he was unable to find evidence to give him no doubt.
The feeling finally faded as he sat at the cafe, awaiting one of the Quarrymen members. And so he figured that it must have been a weird sense of paranoia triggered by hunger.
He stood up as a heavy set, brown haired man approached him. They shook hands and sat back down.
"I understand you're working as a custodian at the hotel Mr. Quintanar is staying at."
The man nodded. "Haven't been told what 'e looks like though, so I can't be too sure if I've seen 'im or not. Haven't been able to get close enough to the registry to see what room 'e's in either."
Karl pulled out a photo. "This is the man we're looking for."
"Spic, huh? And a pretty boy. Probably a pillow biter to boot."
"Look. My boss wants him alive and relatively undamaged. He's quite willing to pay a huge contribution to Castaway's organization, as well as a silent sum to you, if you are able to hand him over to us instead of your group."
"Oh, certainly," said the man. "I'm sure the Quarry would appreciate a large sum in exchange for a trade. Now that I know what 'e looks like, I should have the information for you by tonight."
"Perfect," said Karl.
X
Jack was bored. He disliked surveillance. Always had and probably always would.
While was why he was messing with Stacey's digital camera.
"Would you stop that?" Stacey snapped.
Jack froze, his finger pressing the zoom button, eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights.
A look that made Stacey regret how harsh she sounded almost instantly. "Sorry," she apologized.
"No problem!" Jack responded with a grin. He glanced down at the LCD screen and frowned.
"What?"
"Officer June just showed that guy a picture of Roberto!"
"What?!"
Jack rewound the footage and showed Stacey what he had seen. Stacey gave him a humorless grin. "Now we know for sure that he's up to something."
X
"She didn't say anything to embarrass you, did she?" Roberto asked, as he joined up with Brooklyn for lunch in front of a small restaurant.
"Who, Christina? No. She was really nice."
"Nice?"
"Yes! She kept telling me that us finding each other is great. She doesn't oppose to our union."
"Really," Roberto responded wryly.
"There he is!"
Roberto glanced up and saw Puck, or rather, Owen Burnett, seated at a table, waiting for them.
After breakfast with the twins, and being warned of an impending meeting regarding the gargoyles, Roberto was surprised to receive a call from Xanatos Enterprises.
Owen had invited him for lunch, promising him that Brooklyn would be there.
He didn't give a reason as to why, and curiosity ate away at Roberto.
They sat down and gave their order to the waitor who was waiting by the table. As soon as he left, Owen turned towards Roberto.
"Glad you could make it," he said.
"Hey, it sounded like it was important."
"Sort of. You may or may not have heard that Detective Lee is setting up a meeting with the rest of the clan."
Roberto nodded. "And I'm very afraid."
"Why?" asked Brooklyn.
"Mike doesn't know tact. He's making the meeting under the pretense of trying to be accepting when in reality.... in reality he'll spend the entire time trying to find every single fault and reason not to associate with them. When it comes to non humans, Mike holds a tremendous grudge. Ironic, really, since it's Jack and I who have constantly been targeted by them and should, by all logical sense, fear and hate them. Yet... we don't. Well... usually."
"Do realize that you have my total support."
"Thanks."
"It seems that Xanatos is also very interested in meeting your friend, Luxer."
"Why?" asked Roberto, suddenly concerned.
"It seems you friend is quite a mystery person in his circle."
Roberto snorted. "That's because his father is an ass and keeps Jack at a distance. No one knows why. Jack's a really good kid. One would think Mr. Luxer would be more ashamed of his older son being a criminal defense lawyer considering that Mr. Luxer started out as a cop."
"Most interesting," murmured Owen.
"That's rather sad," said Brooklyn. While Roberto had told him about Jack, he never got into their pasts. And while Brooklyn couldn't relate to a father pushing a son away, he couldn't help but think how he would feel if Goliath denied him as part of the clan. A moment later, Brooklyn excused himself as he needed to use the restroom. On his way back, he was slightly distracted by the bartender mixing drinks.
"It seems a lot of things amuse him."
Roberto chuckled. "I guess if it were my first time seeing things close up like that, I would be amused, too."
"Of course, courting the human would be amusing to me."
Roberto glanced at Owen and could clearly see the Puck persona swimming behind the glass frames.
Although hearing the impish tome coming from the usually stiff man's lips seemed wrong and yet entertaining.
"I clearly see why he fell so hard for you. I'm sure wit, charm, and honesty had something to do with it. But you are very easy on the eyes. Very tasty. Even I would like to play with you... given the chance."
Roberto laughed as he felt his face flush. While comments like those tended to anger and annoy him, he now found himself feeling flattered and amused. And playful.
Roberto leaned forward, placing his chin on the back of his hand, propping his head up. He lowered his eyelids and gave Owen a coy grin..
"Sure you can play with me... But only if we should meet outside of New York." Roberto then thought a bit more and realized the danger of his statement. "And Florida," he amended.
"I'll hold you to that," joked Owen, before slipping back to his mask of indifference as Brooklyn returned.
Roberto gave Brooklyn a smile as the male dropped back into his seat.
X
Roberto glanced at the clock and winced. Oh, boy, was he late for the meeting.
He walked up to the counter. "Any messages for suite 105?" he asked.
The attendant flushed and handed him a small stack of papers. Roberto made a face as he glanced down at the "From" portion of the messages. "Mike" was written on them. Roberto tossed the messages into the trash can beside the counter. "Um, can you tell me the gist of them all?"
"Umm, 'Where are heck are you' and 'Get your butt here now.' That's pretty much what was said, only... not as nice."
Roberto sighed. "Thanks."
A hand landed on his shoulder, startling him. Whirling around, he was surprised to see Gary standing behind him.
"You're late."
Roberto opened his mouth to reply.
"Oh, Mr. Graham. You have some messages, too. Um, mostly 'Where is he and why aren't you here,' type of messages."
Roberto stared at Gary as the man snatched the messages away. He walked towards the exit and Roberto bounded after him.
"Have you been staying at this hotel? Since when?!"
Gary glanced at Roberto. "Since you were moved here."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Why would you want to know?"
"I would have felt slightly safer..."
"..."
"Okay, so I wouldn't. But I don't understand. Why aren't you in a suite?"
"Because I'm not the special pet that you are."
"Hey, I resent that."
"Well, it's true. You and Jack are the only ones that get suites courtesy of the Organization. They just make sure at least one of us are in the same hotel."
"Who are you sharing your room with?"
"No one."
"..."
"That's why I'm not complaining. Had the department been in charge, they probably would have crammed four of us into one room."
"Very true. And the probably would have stuck me with Christina and Stacey, those bastards."
"Most likely."
As the two talked, they failed to notice that they were being watched.
X
Mr. June?"
"Yes."
Suite 106. We'll take care of it."
"Don't forget. Alive and relatively unharmed."
"We'll be careful."
X
Elisa sighed as she watched Michael Lee pacing across the room.
They were gathering to tell everyone about the scheduled meeting to see the gargoyles.
However, two of the people that were late were the two that had already met them.
"Shoot, Beto's probably messing around with his newest boy toy."
"What?!"
Elisa tried to remain calm. It still was weird for her to be somewhat involved with someone who was involved in a same gender relationship. But having spent time with Roberto had lessened that feeling only because she found herself admiring his strength. She was a wreck after the attack in the garage. And Roberto was already past it, or seemingly past it, and dating.
The door opened and both Roberto and Graham walked in.
"Who is this guy?!" shouted Lee, glaring at Roberto.
Roberto and Graham glanced at each other.
"Uh... I don't think it's been that long for you to forget who Gary is..."
"Not him! This guy you've been hanging out with?"
"You mean Brody?" asked Graham.
"You know him?!"
"You met him!!"
"The one that plastered himself to Beto that day? You're still with him?"
"Yes..."
"Duh."
Lee forced himself to calm down as Gary and Roberto sat down.
She bit her lip and wondered how Lee was going to take the fact that Graham knew about the gargoyle, too.
"As we are all aware," Lee began. "Roberto has befriended a gargoyle."
Elisa couldn't help but have second thoughts. The way Lee spoke was filled with the same contempt as the Quarrymen.
"Well, as it turns out, Detectives Maza and Bluestone are friends with the rest of them."
Elisa watched as Officers Graham and Joe looked at each other in surprise, and how Detective Graham and Roberto just looked at each other.
Lee continued his meeting.
"Detective Maza has been gracious enough to allow us to meet these gargoyles. She has informed us that they are not... malicious."
The arrogant was he spoke annoyed her. She opened her mouth to say so but was interrupted by Roberto.
"They're not. I've met them all. If anything, they're wary about newcomers meeting them and for good reason."
Elisa felt grateful towards Roberto.
"Hell," continued Roberto. "One gave Gary an aerial tour of the city..."
"Nani?!?!"
"Idiot!! Don't bring me into this!!" shouted Gary.
"You flew with one of them?"
"Well... no... They glide."
"Glide?"
"That's what he said gargoyles do."
"He?"
"Well, 'it' wasn't built or dressed like the female one, so yeah, he. Brooklyn. His name was Brooklyn."
"And he just keeps digging himself deeper," Roberto muttered to himself.
"You know their names?"
"No. Just that one."
Elisa didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was clear that Detective Lee was furious over the fact that someone else on his team became friendly with a gargoyle. She could see that this meeting was probably going to end in a disaster.
On the other hand, it was amusing to watch as she realized, despite his protests, Detective Graham was enjoying himself in antagonizing Lee.
She sighed as they finished arguing. The question session was about to begin.
X
Brooklyn leaped at Roberto as soon as the human opened the door. Roberto let out a yelp in surprise, which Brooklyn silenced by giving him a deep kiss.
"Ready?" he asked.
Roberto nodded. "As ready as I'll ever be. Mike was not happy when I told him I'd be arriving with you."
Brooklyn winced. He had been hoping that the others would be more accepting of him like Gary had been. Brooklyn glanced out the window and quickly began stripping himself out of his human clothes. Roberto handed him his pelt, a cute blush on his cheeks. Brooklyn gave into the temptations for one quick kiss before the sun sank in the horizon.
Brooklyn let out a roar as he felt himself stretching.
"I don't care what you say, it still looks painful."
Brooklyn grinned at Roberto as he scooped him up into his arms.
"I'm serious. It just feels like a good stretch. Demona, however, annoyed Puck, so he made it painful for her."
"Demona... that's Angela's mother, right?"
"Yeah." Brooklyn hopped off the balcony and grinned as Roberto held on tight. "She hasn't been around for a while. And although I do feel sorry for Angela, I'm glad that wench is no where near us."
Roberto nodded as Brooklyn continued his tale as the flew towards the meeting that both of them dreaded.

X
"There they go," said one man, sitting in a blue pick-up. "Call Castaway and let him know we have confirmation."
X
Elisa had observed the reactions of the detectives as she showed them the stone forms of the gargoyles, minus Brooklyn.
"Is this a joke?" Lee had asked, whirling around to face her.
"Wait just a few more seconds," she had responded.
When the sun set, their reactions varied.
Gary stood still, hands in his pockets, a smile on his face. Either he saw Brooklyn in this form or he had been warned about it.
Jack stepped forward in awe, looking like a child in front of a candy store.
The rest had stepped back in startlement, fear and in Lee's case, indifference.
She stepped forward to greet Goliath and introduce him to the rest of the group.
Lee and Goliath had approached each other and shook hands, although it was obvious that the asian man was extremely reluctant to do so.
In fact, it was Jack reaching for Goliath's hand that spurred Lee into action. That act was cut short as Bronx bounded over towards Jack and nearly bowled him over as he forced his giant head under the young man's hand.
"A gargoyle dog!" was Jack's exuberant cry of delight.
His partners stared in disbelief as Jack vigorously scratched and petted the gargoyle's head.
"Elisa has been talking a great deal about you," Goliath rumbled, gaining the attention of Lee. "But only of what you have done while here."
Lee gave him a humorless grin. "Alas... we didn't have that privilege as we just found out about you."
The conversation, fortunately, was interrupted by the arrival of Brooklyn and Roberto.
"Sorry I'm late," Roberto said, springing out of Brooklyn's arms. "Had to wait for my ride."
Elisa watched as Mike and Goliath frowned, especially when Angela, Brooklyn, and Lexington rushed towards them to greet them.
Hudson just sighed, as did Officer Joe. Both older members glanced at each other and gave each other cautious grins.
It seemed that both agreed that watching the youth made them tired.
And now she found herself with Goliath, Lee, Hudson, Brooklyn, Joe, and Matt, discussing nightly events, hoping for any clues.
The others were associating with each other and Elisa observed how Brooklyn would occasionally look away to watch Roberto. She also observed that Goliath looked annoyed each time.
She honestly could not understand the amnosity Goliath seemed to be feeling, and it did hurt her somewhat. She was glad that Brooklyn had found himself such a close friend.
If only Goliath and Lee would both ease up and just try to get along.
X
David Xanatos was late in arriving. As it turned out, he would have sat in one the conversation Goliath was having with detectives Maza, Bluestone, Lee, and McDonald and missed out on the chance to talk to Mr. Luxer.
"Welcome to my humble home, Mr. Luxer. Forgive me for my tardiness."
Luxer looked up from petting Bronx, who had apparently taken a liking to the human. "Oh, no problem. I love how you've set this up and given the gargoyles their natural home. Not many people would be that kind or understanding. Most people would have probably taken advantage of them, or locked them away and put them on display."
Xanatos showed no reaction to Luxer's words other than a smile, glad that the young man missed the glances the other gargoyles have given each other. Ah, but what could he say to having his old self being so accurately described.
Xanatos continued to talk to the young man, trying to find more about the elusive Luxer, Jr., and was slightly amused to find out that even when talking to the actual individual, he was just as mysterious as before. He seemed friendly, but the way he talked and evaded his questions revealed just how heavily guarded the man was.
The meeting between the others soon broke up and without a word, everyone converged.
"We will be keeping in communication with the visiting team to report any suspicious activities," Goliath reported. "And we will have to pay closer attention to rooftop activities as most of these crimes are committed on top of them."
Lee stared at Lexington. "I was informed about your knack of tinkering with technology. If you could work on making a transmitter that would allow us to communicate on different channels, it would be greatly appreciated."
"Oh, uh, sure..." Lexington stammered.
Judging by the twitch in his eye, Xanatos could tell that it cost Detective Lee a lot to ask for help.
Xanatos narrowed his eyes. It was becoming apparent that each side were not as accepting of one another as he had first thought, and he couldn't help but feel that this could become a big problem.
Matt sighed as he leaned against Elisa's car. "Man, I'm exhausted!" he exclaimed. "I'm not sure if I've ever been in such a tense situation as that one! Hell, being stuck in that crazy hotel was a walk in the park compared to this."
Elisa nodded in agreement. "I can't help but feel that we may have made a mistake in introducing them, but we need to work together if we want to catch these perps."
Both detectives got into the car.
"Well, I have no doubt about Roberto, or Jack for that matter. Even Mr. Graham seemed more receptive. But did you see the way both Goliath and Lee looked when Brooklyn left to take Roberto back to his hotel? Sheesh."
"Yeah, I know," Elisa said, letting out a sigh of her own. She yet had to drag out the real reason for Goliath's misgivings of the friendship between the two. Lee's was easier to figure out, for he had, after all, made his reasons blatantly clear.
As Elisa drove back towards the precinct, she noticed how silent Matt had become.
"What is it?"
Matt pulled out the pin that Lee had given them. "I used my connections to look them up. This is a cover-up. While it exists as a 'research' organization, I had to go through a lot to find the actual nature of this organization."
"Not another conspiracy, Matt!"
"Hear me out. It's an elite type of research branch, Elisa. They study genuine articles of the supernatural and paranormal. These statue bits we're looking for? These perps aren't crack pots looking to see if the rumors are true. This statue is the genuine article. And the reason why Lee's group is so adamant about finding it is because its power can affect Roberto in the worse way possible."
Elisa turned to face Matt. "What?"
Matt sighed as he leaned back. "Apparently, a few of them can manipulate certain powers, elemental and psychic. I was unable to find out just what Roberto's powers were, but I bet it has something to do with wringing out that confession from Cutter. But whatever it is, all I know is that his name was on the top of the list as being in 'high risk.' I mean, the name underneath him was at 75 percent. He was at one hundred."
"So why haven't they told us?"
Matt shrugged. "Considering that even I had a hard time believing it when I read about it... I think I wouldn't have taken them seriously if they had told us first."
X
Mr. Fable was woken up at 4 AM in the morning. He listened with utmost patience as the person on the phone spoke to him.
"I will remind you only once," he said, when the other person was done. "Wait until sunrise. If the rumors are true, that gargoyle will be unable to interfere and be helpless. The Quarrymen can do what they like to it, but Mr. Quintanar must be relatively unharmed and in useful condition."
He then hung up and went back to sleep, content that he was closer to acquiring what he needed.
X
Roberto smiled sleepily as he leaned back into the hard chest of the red gargoyle holding him. "Morning," he murmured.
Brooklyn grinned as his claws roamed over the small body, making their way underneath the robe.
Roberto pushed away with a chuckle. "Insatiable beast," he said, untying his robe's belt.
"What can I say?" Brooklyn responded, taking over and pushing the robe off and away from the latin man's body. He picked him up from the waist and pulled him close, forcing the man to wrap his legs around his waist as he dropped them into the bed.
Roberto groaned at the weight pressing down on top of him, but it wasn't one of protest.
Brooklyn chuckled as Roberto wriggled underneath him. He pinned him to the bed and nuzzled him. Roberto looked up at him, silent, waiting to see what he wanted to do. Brooklyn looked at him for a moment before using his tongue to lick Roberto. Roberto let out a small noise as Brooklyn's hot tongue slowly went up his chest. It was odd, but it still made him flush. Roberto began to squirm some more as Brooklyn teased him, alternating between long slow licks and tiny quick ones, working his way down.
Brooklyn smirked to himself as he felt Roberto quivering under his touch.
He wanted to pleasure Roberto and it definitely seemed like he was succeeding in his goal. He continued to pleasure him with his tongue until Roberto finally released into his mouth. He licked the odd taste away as he observed what his actions had caused. Roberto was breathing heavily, his eyes half closed, and a dainty blush across his face.
Brooklyn stood up and looked out the window. The faint glow of dawn could be seen in the horizon. He smiled as he closed his eyes to wait for the rays of light to hit him.
"Love you," he heard Roberto murmur.
Brooklyn chuckled. "Love you, too," he said.
The sun rose over the horizon, and everything became dark.
X
Roberto sat up as the form before him turned to stone. With a sad sigh, Roberto stood up to stand next to the statue. It seemed the spell had finally reach its end. But at least it happened after they had finally revealed their feelings to one another.
Roberto hugged the gargoyle before making his way to the bed. He would have to remember to place a Do Not Disturb sign on the door to avoid the housekeeper from coming in. And he would have to call Owen and figure out a way to move Brooklyn back to the castle so that the keepers could enter later on in the day to avoid suspicion.
X
"Mr. F? It's been confirmed that the gargoyle did not leave."
"Then do your job."
X
Two men grabbed their "tool box" from the back of their truck as they made their way to the rear entrance of the hotel. Luck was on their side as there were no witnesses to their entering the building. As they got into the suite's special elevator, using a key given to them by their inside man, they removed their jackets that covered their uniforms. And as the elevator came to a stop, the two men donned their masks and hammers, and stopped off of the elevator and headed to their destination.

To Be Continued..
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