19

(One Week Later)

"I love waking up with you next to me," Dom whispered in Adrian's ear.

Adrian smiled, and snuggled closer to the warmth of Dom's body.

"I do too." He kissed Dom's arm.

He sighed happily, and wriggled in Dom's arms until he was facing the smiling detective.

Adrian rolled on top of Dom and lowered his lips to Dom's neck, grinning when he heard Dom moan softly. He tangled his fingers in Dom's hair and tugged gently, causing Dom to moan again.

Within moments, Adrian felt Dom's appreciated of his work pressing against his hip.

Adrian buried his face in Dom's neck and giggled.

They were just getting into a heated make-out session, when Dom's mobile rang loudly.

With a groan, Dom pulled himself away from Adrian's lips, rolled the smaller man beneath him, and picked up his phone.

"Hello?"

Dom kissed Adrian again, waiting for the person on the other end of the line to speak.

"Marafioti?" Barnett asked.

"Who else would it be?" Dom grunted.

Arian giggled beneath him, and wriggled his hips seductively.

Dom bit his lip to fight back a moan.

"I think we have a lead on Rachel Sloan."

Dom sat up, making Adrian groan in protest when Dom accidentally squashed his abdomen.

"I'm on my way," Dom said.

"Can you try and contact Adrian Sloan while you're at it? We haven't been able to reach him."

"He's with me. I'll bring him in."

Dom hung up and rolled out of the bed.

"We think we have a lead on Rachel," he told Adrian. "Get dressed!"

Adrian stared at Dom for a moment, uncomprehending, before he fell out of the bed and began scrambling for his clothes.

"Where is she?" He asked, pulling on his jeans.

"I don't know. We have a lead though."

They hurriedly fed Mia, and clambered into Dom's car.

"Question," said Adrian, as they turned on to the main road. "What's the point of having a car that does over two hundred miles an hour, if you never go faster than fifty sodding miles a sodding hour?!"

Dom looked over at Adrian.

"Okay. I realise you've been under a lot of stress for the past few weeks, so I'll let that go," Dom said amiably. "But I'm a policeman. I'm supposed to uphold the law, not break it for my own convenience."

Adrian shot him a look.

"Sorry... But she's my daughter."

"I understand." Dom smiled.

They pulled into the police station and ran up to the major incident suite, where Marafioti was working on Rachel's case.

"What've you got, Barnett?"

Barnett looked over as they came in, and led them into the incident room.

"We got a call this morning from Harry Cartwright. Remember, we worked with him years ago, on a spate of burglaries. He thinks he's found Rachel."

"How did he find her?" Adrian asked.

"As part of an investigation he was working on a couple of weeks ago, he needed one of the graves in his local cemetery exhumed. A paperwork error lead to the wrong one being dug up. The grave exhumed was empty. It belonged to an..." Barnett checked his notes. "Anthony King."

At his words, Dom had to catch Adrian as his knees gave out.

"What?" Adrian asked faintly.

"It's alright, Aidy," Dom murmured.

"Anyway," Barnett continued after a moment. "Jamie King, Anthony's spouse, was informed. Cartwright thought he was acting a little strangely on the phone. King dropped the phone, swore a bit, and then hung up. Cartwright didn't think anything of it, until he took his daughter for her first day at school a week ago. His daughter was assigned a buddy, to look after her, by the name of Lily King."

Adrian looked like he was going to throw up.

Dom made him drink some water, before letting Barnett continue.

"Cartwright thought it was odd that the name King should pop up twice in a couple of weeks, so he looked up King's husband's obituary. Their daughter was buried with Anthony; Lily King. When he realised Lily's grave was also empty, Cartwright began trawling the missing kids' database and he came across Rachel's photograph."

"Where is she?" Adrian asked faintly, still looking very pale.

"Cartwright's people are fetching her now. King had her enrolled in school, he cut and dyed her hair. She's answering to Lily, instead of Rachel."

Adrian looked sick again.

"What's going on?" Barnett murmured in Dom's ear.

"I'm Anthony King," Adrian whispered. "Long story," he said, seeing Barnett's look. "Jamie King is my abusive ex-husband. Rachel is Lily. I faked our deaths to get us away from him six years ago."

"And now Jamie knows Adrian double-crossed him, and has taken Rachel... Why?" Dom asked suddenly. "He doesn't seem to want to hurt her. He seems to be taking good care of her."

"It's me he wants to hurt," Adrian said, angrily brushing tears from his eyes. "Having Rachel accept him as her dad instead of me... He knows it would kill me."

"Do you have a photo of Jamie?" Dom asked.

Adrian shook his head violently, before he paused thoughtfully.

"There might be one with my obituary."

Barnett opened a national database, and pulled up Anthony King's obituary from six years before.

"That's him," Adrian said unnecessarily.

Dom took in the image of a handsome, dark haired man with green eyes.

"I know him," Barnett said, enlarging the image several times.

He sat quietly for a moment, thinking, before he pulled up some CCTV footage of a doctor's office.

"This office was broken into a couple of days ago. He's on the CCTV tapes they gave us. Look."

They saw Jamie enter the office, pick up a piece of paper from the desk, and scan it briefly.

Adrian shivered as he saw a look of rage come over Jamie's features; he'd been on the receiving end of that look far too many times in his life to ever forget it.

As they watched, Jamie threw the paper angrily in a dustbin and stalked towards the doors.

As he passed a crying woman beside the door, they watched him stop and speak to her for several moments, before helping her with her jacket and handbag.

"Did you see that?" Dom said, rewinding the tape. "He took her piece of paper."

"What is it?" Adrian asked. "A test result?"

Dom shrugged.

"I'll call the office," Barnett said. "I'm dealing with their break-in, so they should help me."

A few minutes later, he hung up the phone.

"Paternity test results," he said. "King's was negative."

Adrian nodded.

"I switched his sample with my own before it was given to the surrogate. I wanted to have a legal reason to keep the baby away from him if it became necessary. If I were the biological father, it would have been easier."

"So, his test was negative... He stole this woman's because it was positive then, do we think?" Dom said.

Barnett nodded slowly.

"It makes sense. If he's trying to convince the kid she's biologically his, he just needs to show her to positive result. Once he does that, she'll do anything he says."

Adrian sighed heavily, and dropped into one of the high-backed conference chairs.

Barnett's phone rang as he sat down.

He grinned at Adrian when he hung up.

"Cartwright's got her. King put up a bit of a fight, stabbed one of Cartwright's men and hit another with a vase. He's already been booked for kidnapping, and two counts of assaulting police officers."

"Is Rachel alright?" Adrian asked.

Dom squeezed his shoulder reassuringly.

"She's fine." Barnett smiled. "A bit confused about everything, but you'll soon have the chance to explain everything to her. It sounds like one hell of a story."

Adrian smiled bitterly.

"One I wish I weren't able to tell." He sighed again, and leant against Dom for a moment. "Keeping secrets..," he murmured. "It's exhausting."

Dom smiled and kissed the top of Adrian's head.

"Cartwright's men are talking to Rachel now. She won't be free for a couple of hours yet. Why don't you go home and shower, and maybe eat something, and I'll have Pierce and Halls bring her home when she's finished?"

Adrian looked at Dom for a moment, before he nodded.

"Alright. There is something I have to do before Rachel gets home."

Adrian quickly thanked the team responsible for the search for Rachel, before he and Dom drove back to Adrian's apartment.

"What do you have to do?" Dom asked, as Adrian unlocked the front door.

"What?"

"Back at the station. You said you had something to do before Rachel got home."

"Oh, right. You."

"What?"

"You." Adrian replied. "I have to do you."

Before Dom could reply, Adrian shut the door and pressed Dom back against it. Adrian's lips attacked Dom's fiercely, drawing a moan from the detective's lips.

"God, I love you," Adrian breathed against Dom's mouth, before pressing his lips to Dom's throat.

"I love you to," Dom gasped, surprised to find he really did mean it, for the first time in his life. "But are you sure you're ready?"

Adrian nodded against Dom's shoulder, his fingers quickly unbuttoning Dom's shirt.

"I'm ready, big guy," He hissed softly. "Come on."

Looping his arms around Dom's neck and kissing him passionately, Adrian guided them both through to the bedroom.

Adrian's knees hit the end of the bed and they both fell down, Dom landing heavily on top of Adrian.

Adrian giggled, and wrapped his legs around Dom's waist, grinding his hips against Dom's.

Dom hissed in a heavy breath, and pinned Adrian's arms down to the bed.

"Before I... really lose it," Dom said, biting back a moan as Adrian rubbed their hips together. "Is there anything I can't do?"

"What?" Adrian nipped Dom's earlobe. "What do you mean?"

"Did he ever do anything to make you... uncomfortable, or scared in bed?"

Adrian shook his head.

"No... Bed was the one place we really gelled. You can do anything you like, big fella."

Adrian purred the last part in Dom's ear, before biting the skin behind his ear.

"Good," Dom growled, and proceeded to rip Adrian's shirt from his body.

"Hey! I liked that shirt!" Adrian protested half-heartedly.

"You said I could do what I like," Dom whispered harshly against Adrian's neck. "You might live to regret those words, my dear."

"Christ!" Adrian hissed loudly when Dom's hand wormed forcefully down his jeans and gripped him firmly.

Dom squeezed Adrian's length, making the smaller man buck his hips and writhe. Dom bit back a grin, and quickly unzipped Adrian's jeans. He yanked them roughly off Adrian's legs, quickly following with his boxers, leaving the smaller man naked beneath Dom.

Adrian looked a little self-conscious; his hand moved automatically to cover the scar slicing across his side, before Dom's gaze raked over his body, and Adrian forgot to be embarrassed because of the promise Dom's eyes held.

"You're gorgeous," Dom murmured, leaning over Adrian and kissing him sweetly. "Don't be embarrassed in front of me. Ever."

"I'm trying," Adrian whispered.

Dom's fingertips snaked gently down the contours of Adrian's body, before coming to rest on his scar.

Watching Adrian closely, Dom let his fingers trace the scar lightly a few times, before he leant down and placed soft kisses along the length of it.

Adrian shivered, and snatched at Dom's hand suddenly.

"Your turn," he said firmly, rolling the startled detective beneath him.

Adrian pulled of Dom's shirt and began working his way over Dom's torso. He gently pinched Dom's nipple, and grinned when the detective squirmed. Adrian's fingers worked to unbutton Dom's jeans, and he slid them away, along with his boxers.

"Aidy," Dom murmured suddenly.

"What?" Adrian's hot breath hit Dom's length and made him moan.

"Have you got any condoms?" Dom growled.

Adrian looked up at him, his eyes clouding with disappointment.

"No... No lube either." Adrian rolled onto his back with a sigh. "Dammit."

Dom looked up at him for a moment.

"I'm clean," he said after a second.

Adrian looked at him.

"Me too... Lube, though?"

"Baby lotion?" Dom suggested.

"Not got any."

"Butter?" Dom shrugged.

Adrian stared at him, before he burst out laughing.

"I'm not using my butter for that," he said firmly.

"Fine," Dom grunted, rolling on top of Adrian. "We won't use any."

He kissed Adrian passionately, before he pushed Adrian's legs open with his knees.

Dom rubbed his tip gently against Adrian for a moment, before he braced his legs, and slammed his entire length into Adrian. He quickly leant down and covered Adrian's mouth with his own, muffling Adrian's scream of pain.

Dom held perfectly still until Adrian's shivers of pain ceased.

"Sorry," he whispered in Adrian's ear. "I wanted to get it over with quickly."

"Bastard!" Adrian gasped. "That really hurt."

"I know."

Dom slowly stroked Adrian's length, until Adrian's eyes filled with lust again.

"Sorry, baby," Dom murmured.

He began to slowly withdraw from Adrian, heard Adrian's hiss of pain, and quickly moved back in, brushing Adrian's prostate.

"Oh, God!" Adrian yelped.

Dom smiled at him.

"I'd forgotten how this could feel."

"Feel better now?" Dom asked.

"Yeah." Adrian leant up and kissed Dom.

Dom shivered, feeling Adrian tense his muscles and squeeze Dom even tighter.

Adrian grinned wickedly at him.

"Payback," he whispered. "See how long you can last with me doing this."

Dom braced his arms either side of Adrian's head and smirked at him.

"In a minute, baby, you're going to be screaming my name so loudly you won't be able to think of teasing me. You'll just be begging for more."

"Promises, promises." Adrian grinned mischievously. "I can take anything you dish out, big fella, so go for it."

The last part was said in a seductive whispered, before Adrian buried his face in Dom's neck and clamped his teeth down on Dom's sweet spot, making the detective growl loudly.