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Title: Heaven Needed an Angel: Chapter Six
Fandom: FAKE
Author: Seiji_D
Disclaimer: Fake is the creation of Sanami Matoh, therefore she owns them, not me.
Rating: R (Just to be safe)
Pairing: Dee x Ryo x Dee
Content: Angst/ Character Death/ Language
Summary: When someone close to Dee is viciously attacked and loses their hold on life, Dee loses his ability to cope.
Heaven Needed an Angel
Chapter Six
The Truth Comes Out
By Seiji_D
“Dee, are you sure you don’t need anything else?” Ryo stood at the doorway to the bedroom and watched as Dee sat solemnly on the bed looking through a shoebox of old photographs. “Okay then, I guess I’ll head on out.” He sighed when Dee didn’t respond to him, or acknowledge his presence, for that matter. “Cal and Bikky are here if you should change your mind and I’ll stop by on my lunch break to see how things are going.” After waiting a moment to see if Dee would say anything at all, Ryo started to turn away, though he almost felt like walking over to his lover and forcing the younger man to speak to him. “I love you, Dee.” Ryo then headed into the kitchen where Bikky and Cal were sitting and eating breakfast.
“Don’t worry Ryo, we’ll look after him.” Cal stood up and went over to the detective to give him a hug when she saw the sad look within dark eyes. “I’ll even make sure that he eats something, whether he wants to or not.” Ryo hugged Cal back and smiled. He was just relieved to have someone around who actually talked.
“Thanks, Princess. If either of you need me for anything call me on my cell since that will most likely be the fastest and easiest way to reach me.” Ryo went over to the counter and poured some coffee into a travel mug before turning to look at Bikky, who appeared to be in deep thought, judging by the way the youth was staring at his plate of food. “Bik, I know that I haven’t mentioned it or anything but I really do appreciate the fact that you have been going easy on Dee since Mother Lane’s death.”
“Yeah well the perv had better get back to normal soon because I’m starting to get bored.” The platinum blond smirked. “I haven’t had anyone to pick on in over a week and it‘s getting to me.”
“I’m sure that you’ll live, Bikky.” Cal giggled as she loaded up the dishwasher. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep them inline, Ryo.”
“Thank you, Milady.” Ryo chuckled as he bowed to Cal. “I am going to try to get off duty as early as I can today but as you know I can’t make any guarantees on that. Either way, I’ll call you and let you know what’s up, okay?”
“Jesus Ryo, will ya stop being such a worrywart? Cal and I have it covered so go bust some bad guys and let us handle things with Dee for a while.” Bikky rolled his eyes when he looked over at his dad. He didn’t want to admit that he was worried but he was. He was especially worried about Ryo at the moment. Bikky could see the dark circles that had formed under Ryo’s eyes and he knew that his charge wasn’t getting a lot of sleep. It was obvious to the youth that Ryo was expanding all of his energy on taking care of and worrying about Dee and little to none on himself.
‘That’s so typical of him.’
“Yes, Sir!” Ryo jokingly jumped to attention and gave Bikky a salute before he grabbed his jacket and coffee. “Call me if you....”
“If we need anything. We know!” Cal and Bikky said at the same time causing Ryo to laugh.
“Okay, okay... I get the hint. I’m going.” The chestnut haired man shook his head and finally made his way out of the apartment, much to Cal and Bikky’s relief.
“Finally!” Bikky sighed as he slumped down into his chair.
“He may seem okay on the outside but he’s hurting on the inside.” Cal frowned and Bikky nodded. “Problem is, how long can he keep it up? The charade, I mean?”
“Knowing Ryo... As long as he needs to.” Bikky replied though he wondered just how true his statement really was. Ryo was slowly reaching his limits and if Dee didn’t snap out of it soon, it could mean trouble for everyone there.
‘Don’t let me down, Dee. You promised me that you would never hurt Ryo and I am going to make sure that you keep your word.’
“At last! Something solid!” Drake announced when he entered the office and walked over to Ryo. “We ran the partial print we found in the storage shed through AFIS and got a hit.” Drake slapped the photo down on Ryo’s desk and grinned. “Joshua Dugan, age 36, released three months ago after serving a ten year sentence for sexual assault.”
“Is this his current address?” Ryo picked up the photo and read the background information on their suspect in the rape and murders of eight boys and possibly Mother Lane as well.
“Yeah but it won’t do us any good.” Drake sighed. “According to Janet, who lives just a few blocks from that address, the building was demolished almost two months ago.”
“Great, so he could be anywhere in the city. What about his parole officer?” Ryo frowned when he saw Drake shaking his head.
“Hasn’t check in since last month. I couldn’t get anything from the DMV or the Sex Offender’s Registry either.” Drake could see the frustration rising in Ryo’s eyes. “I know it looks bad but we have a name and a face, Ryo. That’s more than we had yesterday.”
“I know, Drake. It just frustrates me that we are so close to getting this prick off the streets yet he still remains just out of our reach.” Combing his fingers through his hair, Ryo sat back in his chair and closed his eyes. “Jesus, I have one heck of a headache today.”
“Are things still tense at home?” The blond asked, knowing how rough it has been lately for his colleague. “You look like shit actually. Are you getting any sleep at all?”
“Just enough to allow me to do my job.” Ryo acknowledge as he opened his eyes. “As for Dee, he barely talks to me these days. He’s keeping everything so bottled up, Drake. I’m afraid that he’s going to eventually explode.” Dark eyes filled with sadness as Ryo stared at the photograph he had on his desk of Dee, Bikky and himself.
“I know what you mean. I called him yesterday, hoping that he would want to get together with JJ and I and have a few beers down at AJ’s but Bikky couldn’t even get him to take the phone. That had us both worried. We knew that he was depressed but shit Ryo....”
“I had heard that you called. Drake, I even tried to get him to go to AJ’s hoping that maybe he would talk to John since they both grew up in the orphanage together, but he just shakes his head and tells me that he’s not in the mood. Heck, John and Alex stopped by the other night and Dee wouldn‘t come out of the bedroom to talk to them. When John tried to go in, Dee locked the door.” Ryo closed his eyes again and rubbed at his temples, wincing as his head began to throb more.
“Damn....” Drake frowned and then noticed the pained look on the other detective‘s face. “Ryo, why don’t you go take something for that headache and then lie down in the break room for awhile? You look like you could use it. One of us will come and get you if anything comes up.” Drake felt bad over seeing Ryo hurting the way he was. “You look as though you’re in a lot of pain right now.”
“I’ll be fine, Drake. In another half-hour or so I’m going to grab some lunch and then I need to stop off at home to check on things. I need to get a few things finished first.” Ryo opened his eyes and sat forward in his seat. “Could you please grab me a bottle of water from the fridge there?” Ryo motioned toward the small fridge that Dee had brought in for their office and then reached in his desk drawer for a bottle of Aspirin.
“Sure thing.” Drake reached back and got the water before handing it to the chestnut haired detective. He watched as Ryo popped two pills into his mouth and then downed them with some of the water.
“Thanks, Drake. Those should kick in soon and I’ll be good to go.” Ryo gave the blond a soft smile. “I assume we’re getting this photo out to other agencies and possibly the media?” Ryo picked up the photo again and stared at it.
“JJ is taking care of that as we speak. He’s also checking with Jim down in forensics to see if the trace evidence matches the DNA profile we have on Joshua. If it does, then we should have a fairly solid case against this bastard.”
“Has the photo been shown to that little boy, Armando, yet?” Ryo tried to stay focused as his headache raged on, though it was getting harder to do and he knew it.
“JJ and I will take a photo lineup over to the hospital this afternoon. The doctors say that he’s improving nicely and may be able to go home by next week.” Drake frowned as he studied Ryo’s facial expressions, which clearly indicated to him that the chestnut haired detective was in a lot of pain. “Ryo, just go home will ya? You’re not doing anyone any good here as long as you’re in that much pain. I‘m sure the Chief will understand.”
“I-I can’t, Drake. I’ve already taken enough time off as it were. Not only that, I’m already working reduced hours right now and with Dee being off due to Mother Lane‘s death....” Ryo’s voice trailed off when he felt a wave of nausea sweep over him and he had to concentrate on not getting sick.
“Money’s a bit tight huh?” Ryo nodded slowly. “Hey, I’ve been there myself a few times. We all have, dude. This city isn’t one of the cheapest to live in.” Drake continued to watch the other detective and he didn’t like what he was seeing.
“I’m okay right now but the bills don’t take sick leave when we do. I have a lot more respect for families with more than one kid, that‘s for sure, especially teens.” Closing his eyes again, the chestnut haired man fought against the sick feeling by taking several deep breaths.
“Tell me about it. I hear Kim complaining about it all the time and she has two teenagers to deal with.” Drake chuckled and then jumped when the door to Ryo’s office flew open and Ted walked in. The blond immediately noticed the paled look on the redhead’s face and knew that whatever he had to say wasn‘t going to be good.
“Sorry to interrupt, but Ryo you may want to get home right away.” Ted’s eyes were wide as he stood there, almost dreading what he had to say. Ryo’s head shot up quickly, a little too quickly, which he discovered when he felt the nausea return.
“W-Why?” Ryo asked and tried to keep himself from getting sick.
“Marty and I were in the break room and the TV was on.... Ryo, someone leaked out the details of Mother Lane’s assault. It’s out that she was raped. I‘m really sorry....” Ted cringed when Ryo slammed his hands down on his desk.
“Who?” The chestnut haired detective felt the anger and fear rising and then mixing with the nausea. “Who the hell screwed up? That information was supposed to stay out of the press reports!”
“I really don’t know Ryo. Marty is checking into it as we speak but I get the feeling that it may have come through forensics.” Ted took a step backward after he saw how Ryo’s eyes had darkened. “Just as soon as we know all the facts, you’ll know as well.”
“Dammit! I have to get home and hope that today is one of those days that no one has the TV on.” Ryo stood up quickly only to grab the desk when he suddenly got hit with a dizzy spell.
“Whoa there buddy.” Drake quickly grabbed Ryo to steady the detective. “Maybe you should sit down for a minute, Ryo.” The blond looked over at Ted for some advice since he wasn’t sure just what he should do.
“Yeah man; take a seat before you wind up on the floor.” Ted echoed Drake as he shrugged his shoulders at the blond, unsure about what to do either.
“I can’t. I really need to get home to Dee. If he hears about Mother Lane, who knows what he’ll do.” Taking a deep breath, Ryo managed to clear his head slightly.
“Then let one of us drive you home.” Drake replied and Ted nodded. “I’ll take your car and then just take the sub back. It’s not a problem.”
“Yeah Ryo... This way if Dee has heard and you need some help....” Ted started to say only to have Ryo cut him off.
“It’s best that I handle Dee alone. I don’t want him coming down on any of you as well.” Ryo finally felt safe enough to let go of his desk and move. “I brought this on myself. I should have told Dee the truth and I didn’t. I just didn’t have the heart. Anything that happens now I have to face up to on my own.”
“Ryo, if there’s anything we can do to help, you know damn well that we will. We are all family here and that means we help each other however we can. Don‘t be ashamed of asking for help.” Drake looked at his colleague sadly.
“I know you would and I appreciate it but I need to take responsibility for this.” Ryo gave Drake a smile. “I’ll manage somehow, so please don’t worry.”
“Okay, but I’m still driving you home so don’t even try to argue with me. Got that Detective Maclean?” Drake glared at Ryo to show that he was serious.
“Thanks, Drake. Right now I doubt that I could drive anyway. I guess the stress of the past week or so has affected me more than I realized.” Ryo grabbed his jacket and then looked at Ted. “Would you inform the Chief that I had to leave to take care of an emergency personal matter and that I’ll explain it all later?”
“Don’t worry Ryo, I’ll take care of things here.” Ted patted Ryo on the back as he passed by. “Call me should you need anything, alright?”
“Will do, thanks Ted.” Still looking a little pale, Ryo allowed Drake to help him out of the building and to his car even though he hated appearing so weak. At the moment, all Ryo could think about was Dee and what his lover might be going through if he heard the news about his beloved Mother.
As soon as Ryo opened the door to the apartment he was met with chaos as Bikky and Cal ran to him and both started talking at once. With his headache worsening, coupled with being worried about Dee and now this, Ryo was finding it hard to concentrate. His eyes darted around the living room before he finally put his hands up in an attempt at quieting the two youths so that he could find out what was going on.
“One at a time, please. I can‘t understand a thing you‘re saying.” Ryo sighed in relief when they stopped. “Where’s Dee?”
“That’s what we’re trying to tell you!” Bikky looked at Ryo with wide eyes. “He was back in the bedroom watching TV, I think. I was helping Cal make lunch when we heard what sounded like World War Three breaking out back there.” Bikky held onto Cal’s hand as she stood there looking frightened.
“Ryo, he went berserk. The bedroom is a mess.” Cal had started to cry again and Ryo quickly reached out to pull her close.
“It’s all right, Cal. Please don’t worry.” Ryo wrapped his arms around Cal protectively as he tried to comfort the frightened girl. “Where is Dee now?”
“We don’t know. After he trashed the bedroom and nearly took my head off with the alarm clock, he started cussing and yelling about you being a bastard for not telling him the truth and then he stormed out of here.” Bikky finished and watched Ryo stood there stunned. “What’s going on?”
“He found out about Mother Lane.” Ryo said softly as tears started to fill his eyes. “Someone leaked the information out and the media got a hold of it. God, I should have told him... I should have told him.”
“Ryo, it’s not your fault.” Cal looked up at the grief stricken man. “You were only trying to protect him from anymore pain.”
“But he won’t see it that way....” What Ryo feared the most was that this might be all it would take to destroy the man he loved.
After telling the two to stay put, Ryo headed for the bedroom. When he walked in and saw for himself the rage Dee must have felt over the news, it became too much for him. Dropping to his knees, Ryo looked around the war torn room as his tears began to fall.
‘Oh god, what have I done? It’s all my fault. Mother’s death may have pushed Dee ‘to’ the edge but I may have just pushed him ‘over’ it.’
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