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Undertow	By : kattanon Category: S through Z > The Shield Views: 1328 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: - Fly Away With You Into The Night
Author: - Katt
E-mail: - kattanon@yahoo.co.uk

Rating: - R
Series: - Undertow Part 6b/?
Feedback: - Like it or loathe it let me know
Archive: - Archived at the Shield Fanfiction Archive
Disclaimers: - I don�t own any of the characters of The Shield, they all belong to Shawn Ryan and FX. The song "Crash and Burn" is performed by "Savage Garden" and was written by Darren Hayes and Daniel Jones.

Fly Away With You Into The Night � "Cherrypoppers"

"When you feel all alone

And the world has turned its back on you

Give me a moment please to tame your wild, wild heart

I know you feel like the walls are closing in on you

It�s hard to find relief and people can be so cold

When darkness is upon your door, and you feel like you can�t take anymore
Let me be the one you call

If you jump I�ll break your fall

Lift you up and fly away with you into the night

If you need to fall apart

I can mend a broken heart

If you need to crash, then crash and burn

You�re not alone."

It was official; Vic had turned into a stalker. He�d gone to the car pool at The Barn and taken out something a little less conspicuous than the team�s usual ride of choice, the Navigator. Then he�d followed Dutch when he�d left work. Followed him home, and then, on a hunch, had waited around. He�d not been disappointed, and he�d followed him once more until they�d ended up here at Danny�s place. Vic was parked up behind a station wagon across from Danny�s home, watching Dutch as he sat on her steps staring down at the ground � he looked so alone.
It had been a tough day. Kids were always hard to handle. It didn�t matter how long you�d been in the job; every cop hated it when it was kids. Dutch had certainly taken the case to heart, maybe a little more than he should�ve. When they�d spoken that morning Vic had been unfair to Dutch when he�d said,

"I thought you wanted this case solved."
"I do."
"No, you only care about being the one who solves it."

There was certainly a touch arrogance about Dutch at times. He was intelligent, and Vic thought that Dutch could look down his nose a little at his fellow cops. That slightly superior attitude never failed to get Vic�s back up. Today though there had been more of an edge to their interaction. An underlying current of emotion, that had each of them reacting to the other with an intensity that held a heat to it that had made Vic�s mouth go dry, and his cock sit up and take notice. He was also pretty sure that he wasn�t the only one who�d felt it.
At one point Vic had thought that Dutch was actually going to grab him. He�d been so confrontational, in Vic�s personal space, not backing down. The heat between them building to such a height that Vic had had to walk away.
Then he�d seen Dutch�s face after they�d watched that sick shit, trying to force that evil witch to give up the bastard who made the films. He�d looked so pale, so shocked, for one moment Vic had thought he might be about to throw up. Vic hadn�t been able to walk away that time. He hadn�t been able to leave him on his own. It had been the same later on after Aceveda had pulled the manpower away from the case. Standing in the squadroom, up to his ankles in water watching Sun -Lee leave, Dutch had looked like the loneliest man on the planet. Vic had tried to comfort him with words, but he�d really wanted to reach out and take him into his arms.

"When you feel all alone

And a loyal friend is hard to find

You�re caught in a one way street

With the monsters in your head

When hopes and dreams are far away and

You feel like you can�t face the day
Let me be the one you call

If you jump I�ll break your fall

Lift you up and fly away with you into the night

If you need to fall apart

I can mend a broken heart

If you need to crash, then crash and burn

You�re not alone
Because there has always been heartache and pain

And when it�s over you�ll breathe again

You�ll breathe again."

Then Vic had heard all about Dutch�s out-burst towards Danny, and his worry for the younger man had intensified. It wasn�t like Dutch to treat anybody like that, and certainly not Danny. That, in addition to the haunted look on his face when he realised that Sun -Lee wasn�t Sally, was one of the reasons Vic was spending his evening tailing Dutch around the city.
He�d actually been tempted to go up and knock on Dutch�s door after he�d followed him home. He could�ve made some excuse about wanting to talk about the case, he was pretty sure Dutch would�ve let him in. Then he could�ve let Dutch talk, he could�ve listened, comforted him � shoved him up against a wall stopping his words by putting his tongue down his throat, and putting his hands down his pants. Although he was beginning to believe that Dutch wouldn�t be altogether adverse to the idea, Vic knew that it probably wasn�t what Dutch needed at the moment, and felt a little guilty for not being able to keep his libido in check.
Vic noticed someone approaching, and recognising Danny�s walk, he hunkered down in his seat, letting the shadows hide him. As he watched, Danny realised Dutch was there and stopped, taking her bag from her shoulder, her body language guarded, cold. After the way Dutch had spoken to her Vic couldn�t say he blamed her. Looking back at Dutch he could see he�d begun to talk, although he still stared down at his feet, unable to look Danny in the face. Then he finally raised his eyes from the floor, the first time since he�d arrived at Danny�s house. Vic winced at the way Danny tilted her head, her hand resting on her thigh. Whatever Dutch was saying, Danny was still pissed at him. Dutch seemed to sense it too and dropped his eyes again. Then he said something that made the tension in Danny�s body drain out her, something that made her soften towards him, and picking up her bag Danny moved to sit next to Dutch on the step. Vic wondered what Dutch had said to her, it must have been something good cause Danny could hold a grudge with the best of them.
Suddenly Dutch�s face twisted into a look that could only be described as contempt, and Vic was convinced he knew at whom that contempt was directed, and his heart ached for the pain he knew Dutch was feeling. Then suddenly Dutch was standing up and facing away from him, blocking his view of Danny too.
Vic assumed that Dutch�s apology was over as he turned away from a rather grim faced Danny, and began slowly walking down the steps, shoulders slumped, defeat in every line of his body. Vic decided in that moment that he couldn�t let Dutch face the rest of the night alone. He�d tail Dutch back to his house, leave it for a couple of minutes, and then go up and knock on his door. Offer Dutch some comfort. Offer Dutch himself.
Vic�s hand reached for the ignition key, ready to pull away from Danny�s house and tail Dutch home, when the light tone of Danny�s voice carried across to him as she called after Dutch. Looking up he saw she�d stood up and was talking to Dutch, fiddling with her clothes � nervous. Dutch had ducked his head, hands slipping into his pockets, as he began to walk slowly back up the steps towards her.
Vic switched off the engine as he watched Dutch follow Danny into the house, knowing he�d lost his chance. Dutch was going to find company, and maybe a little comfort, with someone else tonight. That thought made Vic feel sad, a little empty inside, at the realisation that Dutch hadn�t turned to him. That was going to change though Vic decided as he drove away. He�d seen the need in Dutch�s eyes today, the desire hiding in their depths, and made up his mind to be the one Dutch would turn to when he needed someone to hold him.

"When you feel all alone

And the world has turned its back on you

Give me a moment please

To tame your wild, wild heart
Let me be the one you call

If you jump I�ll break your fall

Lift you up and fly away with you into the night

If you need to fall apart

I can mend a broken heart

If you need to crash, then crash and burn

You�re not alone."
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