Captivity Comes in Many Forms(Adult*Slash*M/K) [COMPLETE]

[magikhands]

Chapter 11

It took us nearly thirty minutes of walking to reach the spot to hide. Then we had another thirty of waiting. We drank the water that was packed but none of us had the appetite for food. I know my stomach was threatening to reject even the water I’d drank.

I watched Tess. She was scared like Kyle and I. She had stayed quiet most of the time and close to me. Even now, she sat huddled up under my arm. I felt her body shiver every so often. I felt bad for her. When this was over, Kyle and I would be going home to families, those waiting for us. What would she have to go home too? Or did she have a home to go to? That bothered me though I’d just met her. I decided then, that until this was all completely over, I would make sure she was protected and cared for.

“Tess.” I said gently to get her attention. She looked up, her eyes an icy blue. “Tell me about your life before all of this. Where did you live? Do you have a boyfriend going crazy out of his mind with you gone?” I wanted to get her talking, to somehow relax her a little along with pass the time.

Tess shrugged her shoulders then told us that she had lived in a small town in South Dakota before Pierce came into their lives. She knew about her father and some of the things he did. But she loved him and often, those ‘jobs’ had put food on their table. She told us how he had spent most of her young childhood in prison due to his conning ways, but he’d cleaned up and came back to them when she was ten. At twelve, her mother died and with her father’s prison record and all the medical bills, Harding had a hard time keeping a ‘clean’ job. So, he was forced back to using his computer and security skills for criminals. He only did it when the money would run low but every time he did, they had to move again.

I couldn’t imagine growing up like that. My mother stayed at home and did charity work while my father was a successful lawyer. Even after my mother died during our 11th grade year of high school from cancer, Isabel and I always had food on the table and whatever we needed. I’d managed to get student loans to pay for college after what had happened between my father and I but he was paying for Isabel’s education.

I looked over at Kyle and saw the same expression. He’d not had such a life either. I wanted to say something to comfort her, but the sound of a vehicle coming down the road drew all of our attention. It was a blue Blazer. It slowed and stopped. The driver door opened and a man exited. He wore a cowboy hat and we couldn’t see his face but Kyle knew instantly who it was.

“Dad.” He said with a smile. He went to stand but I kept him from doing so with a hand on his arm. I signaled for him to wait. Then the passenger door opened and another man exited and walked around to join the first one. My heart stopped beating. I couldn’t believe my eyes.

“Kyle? Max?” Jim said in a clear but not too loud voice.

Kyle jumped up and raced down the small incline. Tess and I followed but not so quickly. I watched as Kyle nearly jumped into his father’s arms and share a tight embrace. I walked up, keeping Tess under my arm and stood before my own father.

“Dad.” I said in a quiet, almost shy voice. I’d not spoken to him in about a year and a half. Not since I’d left Roswell for college. I couldn’t look away. His eyes went from me to Tess then back to mine. Then something happened that I hadn’t seen but once in my life. My father was crying. Tears fell from his eyes and down his cheeks.

“Max.” He sobbed my name and pulled me into a tight embrace. Poor Tess, still holding tight to me, was dragged into it also.

My body went rigid with his initial touch but as I heard my father sob and tell me how sorry he was for not warning me, and how scared he’d been for me…I felt my body relax and returned his hug with my free arm. It was then that I allowed myself to break down and cry. I cried on my father’s shoulder for the first time in my life. I cried for what had happened between us, for the horrors I’d witnessed in the past week, for not being able to console each other when Mom died, and cried for all the time I’d lost with him.

Once I got myself back under control, I pulled back. “And Isabel?” I had to ask. It scared me that she may be in danger too.

“She’s fine.” My dad said not wiping his tears away or hiding them. He looked at Tess still clinging for dear life onto me. “Who’s this?”

“This is Tess.” I turned to Kyle’s father. Jim and Kyle stood side by side, Jim’s hand resting on his son’s shoulder protectively. Tears had been shed between them also. “We’ll explain but we have to get out of here.”

Jim nodded and we all got into the car. Jim and my father up front while the three of us took the back seat, Tess tucked between us. I wanted nothing more than to hold Kyle’s hand but I gave it to Tess instead knowing that she would need our comfort the most. I noticed also that Kyle had the same idea as he took her other hand. Somewhere inside my heart, a space for Tess was settling into place.

“Wait…who is doing the ransom drop?” Kyle asked.

“An FBI agent. Your kidnappers thought that I was being too much of a nuisance so they thought it was best if your father and I stayed at the police department.” Jim said. “After I got your call, we snuck out.”

On the ride back to Roswell, Kyle and I told them edited versions of our kidnapping, for we both knew that we’d never tell them the truth. We’d never tell them the horror Pierce put us through, or what he’d planned on doing to us. We told them about Harding and how he arranged for us to escape when we promised to take Tess with us and to protect her from those who hired Pierce.

My father turned in his seat and looked at Tess. “We’ll do whatever in our power to help your father. Without him, we wouldn’t have either of our boys.”

Tess nodded and said a quiet thank you. She was worried, I could see. Every once in a while she’d fidget in the seat and her grasp on me would tighten. Kyle and I tried to assure her all would work out, that her dad would be fine but somehow she knew it wouldn’t but she didn’t speak of it though it was written all over her face.

Jim made a phone call to the FBI agent in charge then proceeded to tell us what the FBI had planned. By the time Pierce and Harding got back, agents would have the cabin surrounded to apprehend them. Harding would be taken in but he would not be held long if he cooperated.

~*~

Jim took us back to the Sheriff’s Office, convinced that they would be safest there. As soon as we walked in the back door, I was nearly bowled over by Isabel. Her grip on me almost cut off my breath but I wouldn’t stop her for the world. She stepped back then start hitting me on the arm.

“You…had…me… so damned…worried.” She said with each hit.

I held my hands up in surrender. “I’m sorry Izzy. It’s not like I asked to be kidnapped.” I gave a chuckle glad to see her again.

Her anger fell from her face as concern took its place. “Oh, Max…I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean…”

“It’s ok.” I said as I kissed her on the cheek. It was wet with tears.

Isabel then turned on Kyle. “And you Mister. Why didn’t you take your father’s warning? You could have told Max while you were at it.” She started lecturing Kyle and poking him in the chest.

Poor Kyle. His hands rose in surrender and was forced to take several steps back until she had him against a wall. He looked over her shoulder and pleaded with me for help with his eyes.

“Izzy. He didn’t realize they’d do something like this. Give him a break. He was kidnapped too. Besides, he and I didn’t talk to each other and he didn’t know Dad was involved too.” I tried to make her understand. What was done, was done. There was no changing it.

Isabel huffed and narrowed her eyes on Kyle.

“I’m sorry. I really am.” Sincerity sounded in his voice.

I stepped over to Kyle. “She’s all bark and no bite,” I whispered in his ear then gave him a quick kiss on his cheek. I looked to Isabel and grinned. Her eyes widened and surprise then quickly narrowed on Kyle.

“Do you really want to test that theory?” She asked quietly leaning in on him.

Kyle shook his head.

“Good.” She expression went back to happy and turned to Jim and our father who were standing there, mouths open and speechless.

Kyle stepped to the side and away from Isabel, face blushing. “Uh, yeah, well, when we get all of this stuff taken care of, Dad, you and I need to have a talk.”

Jim nodded. “Alright.”

“Who is this?” Isabel asked noticing Tess for the first time who was hovering by Jim and Dad.

“This is Tess.” I said. “Why don’t you take Tess somewhere and get something to eat.” I turned to Tess. “This is my sister Isabel. If you need me, we’ll be close by.”

Tess nodded and followed Isabel down the hall who had already started talking her ear off.

“Now what?” I asked turning my attention to my Dad and Jim.

“We wait.” Dad said.

“Meanwhile, let’s get some statements if you’re up to it.” Jim said.

I glanced at Kyle who nodded. “None like the present,” I muttered.

~*~

Two hours later, Kyle and I were sitting in his father’s office alone. We’d just checked on Tess, who Isabel had giggling as they waited in the breakroom. I was glad to see Tess loosening up. But then, I knew if anyone could cheer her up and take her mind off what was happening, it was Izzy. We’d heard nothing from the FBI yet.

“So…”I said sitting in one of chairs in front of the desk. “You and your dad were talking for quite a while. How did it go?”

Kyle stood in front of me and leaned on the desk. He shrugged his shoulders. “He took the news that I was gay…well enough. I think he’s still in shock over everything that’s happened but he told me that he loved me and no matter what he’d stand by me.” Kyle pushed off the desk and kneeled before me. “And what about you and your dad?”

I sighed. That had been rough. For the first time in over a year, we were in the same room together. At first things had been tense. I didn’t know what to say or even where to start. The Dad sat down in a chair with a sigh and his head fell into his hands. When he finally looked up at me, I could see the weariness in his face. I suddenly realized how much he’d aged since I’d last seen him. He told me he loved me and that he’d not been the same since I walked out of Roswell. From there, we started talking.

“The healing has started but we’ve got a long road ahead of us. I think, with some help and patience, we’ll get through this.”

Kyle reached out and took my hands. “Good.” He paused and glanced down at our joined hands. His thumb made small circles on the top of my hands. “I want to come out Max. I love you, I have for years. I want others to know that.”

I opened my mouth to tell him that he didn’t have to until he was ready but he stopped my words.

“I know you don’t think I’m ready. I may not be prepared for all I’ll have to face, but I know I can do it with you by my side.” Kyle released one of my hands and lifted his free one to caress my cheek. His touch was light and my body reacted to him. “I want to be with you Max. But, I …” He paused. “After what Pierce did to me…” His voice choked and I knew that even thinking about his rapes were tough on him.

“Kyle…”

“No…” He stopped me. “It may take me awhile to get to that stage Max. Will you wait for me? Help me? Be there for me?” His eyes held such fear and sadness. I’d been in love with Kyle for too long to ignore his pleas. I did want to be there for him, help him, heal him.

I gently cradled Kyle’s face in my palms, gazing upon his handsome features. “Of course I will Kyle. I’ve loved you for a long time. You’re my dream come true.” I leaned in and kissed Kyle. It wasn’t our first kiss, but it was our first of many to come that held all the passion and love we both felt.

TBC...

One chapter left...it will be out tomorrow

[magikhands]

Thanks guys for all the fb on this story. It's encouraging. Just so you know...I'm working on a little tag for this story. It was supposed to have been done by now but RL and problems on my board got the best of my muse and put me behind on some things.

Chapter 12

It was six hours after we’d gotten to the Roswell Sheriff Office before we finally heard from the FBI. Pierce and Harding had returned to the cabin after picking up the ransom money. We don’t know if Pierce was suspicious about us missing or even if he realized that the video feed was a loop. But from the story we were told, the two men were walking from the garage to the cabin when Pierce stopped. Agent Thomas told us that he was looking at a device in his hand.

Pierce pulled a gun on Harding. They argued but no one knew about what because they were out of clear hearing range. Pierce shot Harding point blank in the chest then turned and started running for the cabin. That’s when the FBI opened fire and moved in. He wounded a couple of agents before they could finally put him down. Agent Thomas described Pierce acting like a mad man, taking several bullets in the chest, arms, and legs but still shooting back. Sadly, Harding was dead by the time help could reach him. The closeness of the shot did too much damage to his heart and lungs.

Tess sat quietly throughout the report. She stared at Agent Thomas but her face was blank of expression. When Agent Thomas took leave, she continued sitting at the table staring at nothing. She wouldn’t talk, or even look at anyone for about ten minutes. Kyle, Isabel, and I sat right there with her, not knowing what to say or do.

Then finally a lone tear slipped from an eye. Followed by another and another until she broke down sobbing. She turned to me and I embraced her. We sat there for a long time, rocking her like a small child as she cried. When she calmed, I pulled away from her.

“You are coming home with us.” I told her. She nodded then laid her head on my shoulder.

That night she wouldn’t let me out of her sight and insisted that I stayed with her while she slept. I did, holding her close, trying to comfort her loss. Kyle had wanted to stay but his father wanted him home. We nearly had to push him out the door. But I knew he’d be back early the next morning.

A funeral was held for Ed Harding several days later. Kyle, Jim, Isabel, Dad, and I were all in attendance as we buried him in the SunHill Cemetary in Roswell. It was a simple affair but Dad made sure all the expenses were covered.

Kyle, Isabel, and I decided to take the rest of the semester off and stayed in Roswell. Dad and I started on the path of healing old wounds. Both Jim and my father insisted that Kyle and I go to a few therapy sessions with a psychologist. We did so grudgingly. It didn’t help much. The nightmares still came but not as often as time passed.

Tess took up permanent residency with us. She had no other family to go to. She could have become emancipated as an adult but we talked her into staying with us for a time before deciding. Dad got her enrolled into high school and found a way to get all her belongings to Roswell and deal with any problems her father may have left behind. He was granted guardian over her.

She’s well adjusted in her new life. She and Isabel have become extremely close. Isabel had always wanted a younger sister, but Mom, who’d had a rough pregnancy, had to have a hysterectomy after we were born. And Tess, being an only child, loved having another girl to talk to. She even enjoyed the attention of the two overprotective brothers Kyle and I had become. In fact, Dad suddenly had three kids living at home again…well, make that four since Kyle was always around. He couldn’t have been happier. He loved having the house filled again and he made up for all the lost time with Isabel and I.

~*~

Kyle and I… now that’s a different story. It was a slow start for us. We took our time. We became friends, learning all about each other and spending plenty of time together. Our love grew as we became closer. It was a rough road but we both knew that we could do it as long as we supported each other.

The weeks after our escape were the hardest for him. The trial continued and we were protected around the clock by FBI. An investigation into Pierce’s involvement with the accused man was also started.

When Kyle and I gave our statements the day we escaped, we’d both left out the horrors Pierce had committed. But as evidence was collected from our clothing and bodies, there had been no hiding the marks and sores on my back. I told them that Pierce had done it and that I was protecting Kyle. I told them that Pierce got off on hurting us which wasn’t a lie.

We thought we could get on with our lives and forget what had happened but as the FBI were searching the cabin they found a tape. Pierce had a VCR connected to the camera system. He’d not recorded everything, just the time he’d chained me to the wall and raped Kyle. Then again he recorded the time he came back down to do it again but I got in his way. The FBI saw it all.

That’s when Kyle had to admit to Pierce raping him the night he’d been kidnapped. Jim was furious and pained by what his son had gone through. He blamed himself for not making Kyle come home. It was hard seeing Kyle’s father break down in tears as he watched the tape. Jim hugged me and thanked me for what I did for Kyle and from that day he was very accepting of my relationship with Kyle. He knew that my love was true to do something as selfless as that.

It was even harder to watch my father’s reaction to the tape. I’d never seen him so angry and knew if Pierce was alive, my father would surely kill him on the spot. When we left the station Dad told me how proud he was of me, had always been of me and that he was sorry he never showed it before now. Another step in the healing process was taken.

Kyle had nightmares for many weeks after our escape. I was with him most nights since it seemed I was the only one who could calm him down. Jim had tried, but he was simply at a loss when Kyle wouldn’t let anyone touch him for a half an hour after a nightmare. Hell, I still have nightmares of the ordeal but Kyle and I have worked through them.

Kyle publicly admitted that he was gay and though it was a shock to everyone, most eventually accepted us. We made quite a ruckus when Kyle kissed me in the CrashDown for the first time. It wasn’t just a little peck, but a full out tongue kiss telling everyone who he desired. It wasn’t easy for him, but he’s taken the bad with the good, like the rest of us. We’ve got great support and people who love us for who we are and don’t care who we love.

Kyle and I have gone back to State, this time as roommates and lovers. Ok, so we still haven’t had full intercourse yet…it’s only been seven months but he is almost ready. And I’m still patiently waiting. It took a bad event in our lives to bring us together, but it was the best thing to happen.

Oh, Tess is graduating at the end of the school year. Come to find out, she’s a very intelligent young lady and plans on joining Isabel out in California as soon as she can. Dad will once more have an empty nest, but he now has four kids who will not be gone for too long at a time. Especially since Kyle and I visit at least one weekend a month.

The End