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He stared out the window of the truck and sighed. His stomach was a mess and the only thing that seemed to stay down was water and juice.
George glanced at Elliot whose mind seemed engrossed on the road ahead of him. Things were different now. George was a werewolf just like Elliot and Elliot was not a happy camper about it.
"What's wrong," Elliot asked him only taking a quick glance at him. He shook his head.
"Nothing. I'm just thinking about what will happen once we're back in the city."
Elliot sighed.
"John and I got my apartment ready for you. I told him that you were now a werewolf and he helped me get brand new locks for the bedroom doors. I'm going to change with you so the guest room has been cleared of anything harmful or breakable. Everything will be fine."
George nodded.
"Thank you but that's not what I meant. You basically left without saying a word to Cragen or the FBI. The Bureau is not going to be happy when you come back with me. It leaves to many unanswered question. They are going to think that you had something to do with it."
Elliot's eyes widened a little. Honestly he never really thought of it like that.
Would they really think that he had George kidnapped just to bring him back? George felt the distress that Elliot was feeling.
"Calm down," the doctor said as he placed his hand on Elliot's thigh. The detective relaxed and sighed.
"I'll make sure that they don't think that," George said as he looked out of the window again.
The rest of the ride was relatively silent. Elliot was desperate to break the silence.
"Will you be fine with that psychopath still alive?" George looked at Elliot and smiled a little.
"I'll be fine. I'm not that helpless anymore." A smirk formed on his lips.
"I remember when he was in the room to make sure I was shackled to the wall for my first full moon. I was so livid that I ripped the chain out of the wall and swung it at him. He didn't expect me to do that and the impact of the chain broke his whole arm. I didn't get fed for a week but it was worth the look on his face. So, I'll be fine, El."
Elliot nodded his head and smiled a little.
"His whole arm?"
"All three bones. It took close to a week and a half to heal completely."
"It seems that Sirion is quite the rebel."
George gave him a sheepish smile. "Sirion had nothing to do with that."
Elliot shook his head and he felt Aniel's pleasure at the story and the statement.
It was quite a surprise to hear that George had acted like that. Elliot had always thought that George would remain being the quiet and calm doctor.
Now with him being a lycan it looked as though he was coming out of his shell. And Elliot had no complaints.
George was now asleep and it was almost night time.
Elliot was making pretty good time and he wasn't tired so he thought it wouldn't be such a bad idea to make a straight shot back to New York City, only stopping for bathroom breaks and food.
He was sure that Spelling was going to be looking for George and the sooner they reached Manhattan the better. His cell phone started to ring and he sighed in relief when he saw John's number.
"Hey, John."
"Did everything go okay?" Elliot smiled and looked over at George.
"The doc is with me right now."
"Good. Now you can deal with the FBI in a civilized manner."
"I've never dealt with them in a civilized manner," Elliot said smirking.
"Maybe you should try," George mumbled softly.
"Talk to you later, John and we should be there soon."
"Alright." Elliot closed the phone and took a short glance over at George.
"How far," was yawned out as George sat up in his seat.
"About four hours maybe less if the traffic keeps being like this. How are you feeling?"
The doctor stretched and looked at Elliot.
"I'm okay. I needed the sleep. My body is still healing up most of the cuts and bruises." Elliot's hands tightened on the steering wheel and George sighed.
"I'm fine. They don't hurt and they're healing quickly."
"It doesn't matter. He touched you and he hurt you. I'm going to kill him."
This made the doctor glare at him.
"No you will not."
"Do you really think that any of them can contain a werewolf? You even said it yourself." George sighed knowing he was right.
"You can't do it by yourself, Elliot."
"You're not helping me."
George growled.
"We're both like this because of him. I'll be damned if I'm going to sit back and not do anything."
Elliot's grip on the steering wheel tightened even more.
"I'm going to help whether you like it or not. We're in this together." George could feel Elliot's agitation and reluctance but he didn't give a damn.
"I just don't want to see you hurt again," Elliot said before he relaxed.
The doctor smiled. "I didn't know you cared."
Elliot shook his head and put his concentration back on the road.
George was happy as they crossed the George Washington Bridge into Manhattan.
"We're very lucky that it didn't take that long to get to the city."
Elliot nodded as a big yawn alerted George to how tried the man was.
"I can't wait to get home," the detective said and the doctor couldn't agree more. The traffic on the bridge was pretty heavy but both men were just happy to be home.
Elliot yawned again.
"You know I asked you two hours ago if you were tired and I told you I could drive the rest of the way," George said and Elliot shrugged.
"I wasn't tired then. Now I am."
George rolled his eyes and looked out of the truck's window.
"I probably should have let you finish the drive. I could've gotten some sleep," the taller man said.
"I just wanted to make sure you rested. I didn't want you doing anything strenuous."
The doctor looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "And what we did about seven hours ago wasn't strenuous?"
Elliot glared at him before giving him a devilish smile.
"Not really."
George gave a small chuckle. "Really?"
"It benefitted both of us and revitalized us."
This time Elliot laughed and George followed after him.
George leaned heavily against Elliot as he was helped up the stairs.
"Are you okay now?" George gave a have nod as his head continued to spin. They had gotten out of the car and a smell hit the doctor's nose that made him sick.
Elliot was sure it was coupled with the current state of his stomach and the extra sensitivity of his sense of smell.
The detective fished his door key out of his pocket as he held George steady.
"I'm okay, Elliot. I feel much better but I don't think I can look at food right now or smell it."
Elliot nodded as he pushed the door open and walked George to his bedroom. He was worried because George looked pale and he was sweating.
George gave him a small smile.
"I'm okay. My stomach is doing back flips and not the good kind."
This made Elliot want to laugh because it wasn't often that George was reduced to saying things like that.
The man was technical and it felt like he chose his words carefully even in relaxed conversations.
"I'll be right back. I have to get the bags. Please don't leave the bed."
George nodded. "Couldn't if I wanted to," the shrink mumbled.
Elliot moved at a fast pace as he closed the door behind him and locked it before going down the stairs back to the car.
George sat up and clutched his stomach. He needed to get undressed.
The most uncomfortable thing would be sleeping in his clothes.
His jacket was first and then his shirt. He threw haphazardly not caring at the moment. Next were his pants which he had to fight with but they finally relented and he was left in his boxers.
He felt a lot better but his stomach wasn't calming down fast enough for his liking. He buried his nose into Elliot pillow and sighed at the familiar smell before quickly falling asleep.
Elliot opened the apartment door again and locked it once he closed it behind him. He walked to his bedroom and saw that George was asleep.
Elliot yawned again and he placed the bags down. He stripped off his clothes and joined George.
He pulled the man against him and wrapped his arm around the doctor's waist before he fell asleep just as quickly as George.
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