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AFTER OUR LONG AND SURPRISINGLY QUIET SHIFT AT THE LOST AND FOUND, FREDDIE AND I PICKED UP SOME LATE LUNCH, the pair of us heading back to his house, scoffing down our scrambled egg rolls on the way as if we hadn't seen food in days. The pair of us couldn't help but make noises of pleasure as we savagely ate our food, and I couldn't help but regret not buying another one. Freddie's eyes widened as he saw that I was already done with my roll, sipping on my red bull, the refreshing drink waking me up almost instantly. As much as the shift was easy, I did a lot of stretching and reaching in high places, which was terrible for my body. I could feel the tension in my shoulders as I attempted to walk with better posture, and Freddie noticed, staring at me with concern as he wiped his mouth with his sleeve. "Rory, you okay over there?" His forehead wrinkled as he stared at me, his brown eyes staring into mine. "Yup." I nodded, but as he placed a hand on my shoulder I felt myself wince, revealing my lie. "Right. Sure. That face you just pulled, completely normal, huh?" I pushed his hand off of my shoulder, which he used to grasp onto my own hand, pulling me through his garden gate, heading straight to the shed in the back garden. "Don't worry, I know how to help you." He said as he held open the shed door for me like a gentleman, closing the door behind us as I flicked on the lamp. "How?" I asked innocently, and he wiggled his eyebrows, extending his hand to me as he sat on the sofa, tapping the space in front of him as if to tell me to sit down. I almost made a comment about not being his dog, but instead, I settled in between his legs, feeling his breath against my neck as he brushed my hair out the way.

"You need to relax. Let me help you." He whispers against my skin, goosebumps forming as a shiver runs down my spine. His fingertips traced up and down my arms, taking off my cardigan slowly, almost teasingly. His hands began massaging my shoulders which were filled with tension, and as soon as he applied even the smallest of pressure I couldn't help but let my head roll back, a small giggle escaping my lips, my face flushing red as I clasped my lips together, stopping myself from making any embarrassing noises. "Enjoying yourself?" He asked as he put more pressure into my shoulders, my hand impulsively grabbing onto his leg for support, a soft moan leaving my lips as he smirked, knowing he was driving me crazy. I mumbled out some sort of response, barely holding it together as his soft touch moved from my shoulders down to my lower back, Freddie leaning me forward and lifting my top slightly to touch my bare skin. At that point, it was game over, and all I could think about was his lips so close to my neck, and how I wanted him to kiss me, bite me, touch me. God, where is my self-control? He used both his hands to massage my lower back, and as he increased in pressure I could feel my hands tightening around his legs which were dangled on either side of me until I couldn't take it anymore. "Oh god." I moaned, face turning red as horny images flooded my brain, leaving me wanting one thing.

"Come here." He whispered into my neck as he bit down, sucking on my neck as he held onto my waist, not letting me go. "Fuck..." I mumbled, knowing he had caught the spot that made me weak in the knees. I couldn't even get my words out as he turned me to face him, his eyes filled with lust as he looked me up and down, pulling my top over my head slowly as if savoring every moment. "Jesus, you're beautiful Aurora." He said, planting kisses along my chest as he grabbed my ass, pulling me as close as possible to his body, the heat radiating off of us like two wolves in the wild, ready for mating season. I was speechless, unable to even form a sentence as I lifted his shirt over his head, tracing my hands along his bare chest, grinding ever so slightly on his lap to tease him. He groaned loudly as I scratched his chest slightly, pulling me harder onto him as if we weren't close enough already. His grip tightened on my ass as he stood up, my legs still wrapped around him as he lay me down on the sofa, him on top, his chain dangling from his neck. Our lips connected as if there was no time in the world, and it suddenly seemed so quick, trousers coming off and thrown across the room; we'd barely come up for air and yet all that was left was my lingerie. How we'd got here, I couldn't even remember, but I knew I didn't want it to stop.

"Freddie, I hope you're not wanking in here because-" Karen burst through the door, freezing instantly in shock as we scrambled to cover ourselves, Freddie standing up quickly, clumsily knocking things over as he attempted to put his trousers on, currently only in his boxers. Karen just couldn't stop laughing. "Oh my god! Well, I don't know whether to be glad you're finally with someone in here, or whether to vomit because I can see way too much of you right now." She covered her eyes as she made puking sounds, as JJ appeared from behind her, taking in everything, clearly overwhelmed. "Cheers Karen!" I said as I grabbed Freddie's shirt from the floor, quickly putting it on to cover myself as JJ couldn't help but stare. "Nice underwear Rory!" She called out as she walked out of the shed, putting her middle finger up to us before slamming the door closed. "Well. I wasn't expecting to see quite so much of you Rory, well any of you actually since I didn't know you were here, and well, Freddie, I definitely regret coming here now, after seeing you, and her, and whatever is going on here- Aurora, you know you have a lot of bruises all over your neck and it's really quite-" "Get to the point JJ!" Freddie said, stopping JJ from getting fixated on the scene so he could say whatever he needed to say. I stood awkwardly, noticing JJ's eyes taking in every little hickey he could see, and I buttoned up the shirt some more, feeling increasingly nervous. "I just wanted to say something," JJ said, scrunching his hair in his hands like a stress ball. "Right, well, I thought you'd quit," Freddie said, standing in front of me slightly as he noticed JJ's eyes lurking, which made JJ shake his head, refocusing on Freddie. "I can't quit. You can't quit, and to be honest neither can you Rory, okay? None of us can. I know things are hard. I know things aren't exactly pleasant between us all. But we're still the Musketeers. And She's still your sister. That has to count for something!" He yelled, mumbling something along the lines of 'even your mother thought you'd get past it.' Before I could even ask what on earth he was talking about, Freddie spoke up. "What do you want us to do then?" He said, sitting down on the chair beside him, as JJ sat down on the stool. "We're supposed to find them. We're supposed to sort this mess out once and for all." I rolled my eyes, which earned me a dirty look from JJ, who shook his head at me. "Come on, you don't think this has gone too far now? Things need to get sorted. I'm sure if you both took a second to actually think about it, you'd-" JJ was interrupted by a small buzzing, followed by the simple Nokia ringtone. It was Freddie's phone that lay on the floor, vibrating as it spun slowly in a circle, an unknown number calling. "What's this number then?" He glanced between the two of us, both of us shrugging as he stared at his phone hesitantly, before lifting it to his ear as he answered.

"Freddie... Cook's in trouble." Despite the shit quality sound coming from the Nokia, I could recognize my sister's voice anywhere, and it instantly made my face scowl."What the fuck does she want?" I asked, but JJ shushed me surprisingly, both of us going silent in an attempt to hear what Effy was saying on the phone. "Listen, I know none of you like me right now, and maybe you never will, but he needs your help. And I can't do it." I listened in, both JJ and us silent as we waited to see what was said. "Why can't you help him?"

"Because of how I feel about you."

[a/n; let's just pretend i didn't disappear for months... i'm back now, randomly got some inspiration for my stories, my brain seems to be on the right track now, thank god. anyways... hi!]

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