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Part 41� Partners

Don lay in Will�s arms, letting his breathing come back to
normal, his heart shrinking again to fit inside his chest.

After a moment, he wiped himself off then carefully turned
in Will�s embrace.� He removed the used
condom from Will�s softening cock, tied it closed, and tossed it to the trash
can.� Will didn�t move.� He was lying with his face pressed against
the pillow, his hair covering his face.

Don reached up to push back the hair, then hesitated.� Biting his lip, he turned Will�s head until
he could see that mark that terrified him.�
For the first time since the EMTs had taken Will from him, Don let
himself touch the spot on Will�s head that bore the bullet scar.� His finger trembled as he traced the shape of
death.� He couldn�t wait for Will�s hair
to grow long enough to completely cover it, but he doubted he�d ever be able to
forget it was there.

Don pushed the hair from Will�s face to find tears dripping
down Will�s cheeks.� �Aein?��
You okay?�

Will gave a strangled laugh and grabbed Don in a bruising
hug.��

�Okay?� Will�s voice was rough and wild in Don�s ear.� �Okay?�
I�m fucking alive.� Alive.� That was as close to death as I ever wanna
get.�

�Amen,� Don said.

He pulled back and grinned in Don�s face.� �I think I�m past that whole martyr thing.�

Don laughed with relief.�
�I hope to God that you are.� Don�t
you dare ever do that to me again.�

�Okay,� Will said with a sideways smile.� �I promise never to get shot in the head
again.�

�Good,� Don said, matching his wry smile.� �Better tell that to the bad guys.�

��Sorry, dude,� I�ll say.�
�Can you shoot me in the stomach instead?� I need to lose some weight anyway.��

�Ha!� Don snorted.�
�As if there was an ounce of unwanted fat on your body.�

�No?� Will said.� �You
checked?�

�I definitely checked.�

�Well, it helps that you�ve been doing the cooking.�

Don groaned.� �That�s
the thanks I get!�

Will�s face grew serious.�
�Thanks, love.�� He stroked Don�s
cheek.� �Thanks for everything, for
taking care of me, putting up with me.�
But most of all, thanks for saving my life.�

�Any time,� Don said, his throat tight.� �No.�
No, I take that back.� Don�t ever
leave me like that again.�

�Never left you,� Will said, his fingers sliding down Don�s
nose.

�It sure felt like it,� Don snapped.

�I know,� Will said softly.�
He traced the contours of Don�s face for a moment, his eyes on his
fingers, obviously working up the nerve to say something.� Don waited anxiously, wondering what could
make his fearless lover hesitate.��
Will�s eyes met his and Don caught his breath.� Will�s defenses were completely down and Don
could see that core-deep fear of rejection that Don had only begun to melt.� Don wanted to kiss him, reassure him, but he just
waited for whatever it was Will needed to say.

�I was thinking,� Will said at last.� �Don, do you want to be my partner?�

Don wrinkled his forehead in confusion.� �I thought we agreed we�d never work together
again.�

�No, I mean, domestic partner.�

Don blinked.� �What is
that?� Some sort of � BDSM thing?�

Will snorted a laugh.�
�No, idiot, it�s a legal thing.� �A contract that affords some rights like
family leave, taxes, adoption, health insurance.� It would make it so my mom couldn�t pull
another stunt like she tried to � you�d be my spouse in terms of the hospital.�

�Will,� Don asked slowly, carefully.� �Are you proposing?�

�Yes,� Will said, just as carefully, then continued, �Well,
as close as we can get to marriage at the moment.� It doesn�t have all the rights that you get
automatically when you get married, but California�s pretty decent as far as
state�s rights.� Federal is another issue
and since we both work for the federal government, I�m not sure quite how that
all would play out.�

Don felt a warmth blossom in the middle of his chest, spread
outward, all the way to his fingers and toes, and surge up to explode onto a
huge smile on his face.�

Will�s smile was blinding in response, his eyes alight with
hope.�

Don teased, �So where�s my flowers?� My romantic music?� You going down on one knee?� Hey, where�s my ring?�

�You want a ring?� Will asked.

�Well, yeah, a guy likes to feel appreciated.�

One of Will�s hands cupped Don�s ass.� �You don�t feel appreciated?�

Don wiggled his stretched ass against Will�s hand.� �I feel appreciated.� And fucked.�

�Good,� Will grinned.�

�But I still want a ring.�

�Aha,� Will laughed.�
�That definitely makes you the
boywife.�

Don groaned as Will scored a big point in their long running
debate.

Will tilted his head and asked, �I take it that�s a �yes� to
the partner thing?�

�Yes, yes, yes,� Don said warmly.� �And please, God, fuck me again soon.�

Will chuckled and hugged Don close.� �I think my doctor would tell me to take it
easy.�

�Okay,� Don said with an exaggerated sigh, laying his cheek
against Will�s soft hair.� �I�ll just be forced
to fuck you instead.�

�Tragedy,� Will said and his voice bubbled with happiness.

Don snuggled closer to Will, overwhelmed by his own joy.� �Have you been thinking about this since your
mom tried to pull her little stunt?�

�I�ve been thinking about this for a lot longer,� Will said.

�Oh?�

Will grinned.� �I�ve
been trying to figure out how to get that ball and chain around your ankle
since the day you moved in.�

Don shook his head, smiling.�
Will had always known exactly what he wanted, and that had been Don from
day one.� �You should have just got me
knocked up.� Then my dad would have
ordered a shot-gun wedding.�

�I know,� Will said, huffing with frustration.� �I�ve been trying to get you pregnant for
months.� Must be doing it wrong.�

Don gave a bark of laughter.�
�I think you need a Biology lesson.�

�That sounds like fun,� Will said, tracing a finger down
Don�s still sweaty chest.� �Wanna give me
one?�

Don smiled but shook his head.� �One time is okay, but I don�t think that we
should push it.�

�Well, then,� Will responded with an impish grin and lay
flat on his back. ��He stretched his long body out and tucked one
hand behind his head.� �I guess you�ll
have to do all the work.�

Don gazed down at his lover, soon to be partner, best
friend.� No one in the world could get
under his skin like Will or keep him more on his toes.� No one else could carry him to higher heights
or understand his lowest lows.� In Will�s
name, he�d fought his fiercest battles.�
In Will�s arms, he�d found his most profound peace.

The last month had been brutal, but now he knew, more than
ever, that this was the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life
with.� He wanted to be a crotchety
married couple that finished each other�s sentences.� He wanted to grow old and fat with Will and
have wheelchair races in the retirement home.�
He wanted to spend his life trying to make Will happy, trying to repair
the deep wounds in Will�s soul.� He
wanted to soak forever in the warmth of Will�s love and bathe Will in his own.

He cupped Will�s cheek with one hand and said softly, �I
love you, Will Stevens.�

Will smiled, his lips trembling, his eyelashes fluttering
over tears in his eyes.� �I love you, Don
Eppes.�

Don leaned down and tenderly kissed Will, as if all his
thoughts and dreams could be transferred in a kiss. Maybe they can.

Don pulled back and swallowed around the lump in his
throat.�� He blinked suspicious moisture
from his own eyes and gave a self-conscious laugh.� �You said something about me doing all the
work?�

�Yeah,� Will said, clearing his throat and resettling
himself on the bed.� He raised his
eyebrows and gestured to his gorgeous, naked body.� �That�s if you see something worth the effort.�

Grinning, Don leaned over and nipped Will�s ear.� He nibbled his way down his neck, across his
collarbone and toward his stomach.� �Every
day with you,� he said, punctuating his words with kisses.� �Is work � work � work.�

�Good thing the job comes with an excellent benefits
package,� Will grinned.

�I�ll say,� Don laughed.�
His licked his lips, rubbed his hands together to warm them up, and
proceeded to take full advantage of his hard-earned reward.
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