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Gray sits on a chair next to Deon's bed, a paw resting lightly Deon's. The unconscious coyote's arm is completely bandaged, as is one of his ears and a lot of his body. "I'm so sorry... I shouldn't have left you alone."

Gray's dad, Mack, enters the hospital room. "How's he doing?"

"He hasn't woken up. This is all my fault..."

Mack places a hand on his son's shoulder. "No, it isn't. You didn't know this would happen."

Gray sighs. "How's the investigation going?"

"Well, we know the fire started in your apartment. Was there anyone in there with him?"

Gray shakes his head. "No."

Mack sighs. "Which means for all we know he could've started it."

"Don't say that. You know he wouldn't."

"I know, but the other investigators don't. Speaking of which, I have some questions for him when he wakes up."

"Dad, the last thing he needs when he wakes up is someone in uniform asking him a bunch of questions. Even if it is you. He's going to be a bit disoriented."

"Alright. But he's going to have to be questioned eventually."

Gray half sighs, half growls. "Fine! When he wakes up, I'll ask him. What do you need to know?"

"What happened in the apartment, who was there with him."

"The usual shit. Got it. But I have my own suspects, too."

"Like..."

Gray stands, taking his dad to a far corner. "His ex- boyfriend, Garrick. He was abusing him. And he wasn't too happy with the idea of Deon leaving him."

"So you think he might have come after Deon?"

"I wouldn't put it past him. But I don't have any proof he was there. That's one of the things I'm planning on asking Deon when he wakes up."

Mack nods. "Good idea." He turns and walks to the door, pausing to face Gray again. "By the way, where are you staying right now?"

"At a motel down the street."

"Come stay with your mom and me. You're room's still the way you left it, and there's plenty of space for Deon when he's ready to come home."

Gray nods. "I'll do that. Thanks."

Mack smiles, leaving the room.

A groan reaches Gray's ears from the bed, and he rushes to Deon's side, taking his paw gently in his. "Deon?"

Slowly, Deon's eyes open. "Gray? Where am I?"

"You're in the hospital. How are you feeling?"

"I hurt... What happened?"

Gray squeezes Deon's paw lightly, taking a deep breath. "Deon, I don't know how to say this..."

Deon looks at his, worried. "What? What happened?"

"There was a fire. The apartment's completely burned out."

Tears well up in Deon's eyes. "H-how did it start?"

Gray shrugs. "We're not sure. But it started in our apartment."

Deon's eyes widen, tears trickling through his cheek fur. "Gray..." He bursts into tears. "He was there! Garrick came to the apartment and he... he..."

Anger starts rising in Gray. "What did he do?"

"He raped me... That's all I remember, then he knocked me out."

Gray growls. "So he started the fire... He's going to pay for this."

Deon continues crying. "He said if he couldn't have me, no one could."

Gray stands. "I'll be right back."

"Where are you going?"

"I'm calling my dad. He wanted to know what happened in the apartment, and if anyone was with you." Gray says as he walks toward the door.

"Don't leave me, Gray..."

Gray walks back over to Deon and kisses him. "I'll be right back. I'm just going outside to call my dad. It won't take long."

"Ok..."

Mack stands in Deon's room, Gray sitting beside Deon. "So, this guy, Garrick, showed up at your apartment, forced his way in, attacked you, then set the fire?"

Deon nods. "I don't know if he set the fire, but he did everything else."

Mack jots down a few notes on a notepad. "Where does his live?"

"In the apartment building nine blocks from ours. Number 5."

Mack nods. "Thanks." He puts the notepad in his pocket. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm tired, and still in some pain."

Gray kisses Deon. "The doctor said you'll be able to go home in a couple days. They just want to make sure the smoke didn't damage your lungs. The burns should heal quickly."

"Where are we staying?"

Mack stands beside Gray. "You'll be staying with us until you can find a new place to live."

Deon smiles at him. "Thanks."

"Don't mention it. You've been like family since you were in high school."

Deon yawns as the painkillers start to take effect. "I need some sleep."

"Alright. I'll let you rest."

Gray sits down beside the bed as Mack leaves. "Do you want me to stay here with you tonight?"

Deon shakes his head. "I don't want to make you stay in a hospital just for me. I'll be fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Gray, you worry about me too much."

Gray hugs him. "I know. But I love you too much to let something happen to you."

A female feline nurse walks into the room. "Sir, visiting hours are over."

Gray nods to her. "Alright." As she leaves, he kisses Deon. "I'll be back tomorrow. Good night."

"Good night." Deon sighs as Gray leaves. "I hate hospitals..."

Deon wakes up in the middle of the night to find a white tiger doctor standing over him. "Is something wrong, doctor?"

The tiger grins. "No. Everything's just fine." He suddenly shoves a cloth in Deon's face, who passes out. Making sure none of the nurses are around, he removes Deon's IV and tosses him over his shoulder, carrying him out of the hospital to a van waiting outside. He throws Deon in the back then get in the front passenger seat. "You were right, Garrick. He is pretty good looking. He'll be a lot of fun."

Garrick chuckles as they speed off.

Deon wakes up to find himself tied up in someone's bedroom. From the looks of it, it looks like some old trailer. The tiger from the hospital walks in topless. "Well, look who's awake. Did you sleep well?"

"Who the hell are you?" Deon growls.

"Who am I? You mean Garrick never told you about me? How disappointing. I'm Van. You best remember that, since you'll be screaming it later" Van lies down next to Deon and looks him over. "Maybe even sooner. Garrick wants me to wait 'till he gets back, but you're such a nice piece of meat, I might have to have a taste now."

Deon struggles to free himself. "Get away from me"

"Ooh, feisty." Van slides his hand down Deon's body, and Deon realizes he's naked. Van grabs his nuts and squeezes, then pushes a finger in his tail hole.

Deon closes his eyes, fighting back tears. Gray, I'm sorry... I should have let you stay... Deon's eyes open as Van straddles his chest.

"I heard you give great head. I'd like to find out for myself."

"Go to hell."

Van pulls his pants down enough to pull out his stiffened shaft. "That's where you'll be if you don't cooperate."

Deon keeps his mouth tightly shut.

Van growls and squeezes his nuts hard, causing Deon to open him mouth in a howl of pain, giving Van the opportunity to shove his length in his mouth. "Now suck."

Deon starts to bite down, but Van squeezes him again. "I said suck, not bite. Now suck!" He squeezes again.

Deon whimpers in pain, but starts sucking, hoping Van will stop hurting him.

Van moans as he holds Deon's head with one hand, his nuts with the other, just in case Deon decides to do something stupid. "Come on, use your tongue. Oh yeah..."

Deon slides his tongue along Van's length, tears trickling through her cheek fur. I'm so sorry Gray...

Van starts thrusting in and out of Deon's mouth, almost making him choke a couple times. "Ah, fuck yes... Garrick doesn't even give head this good..." He releases Deon's nuts to slide a finger in his own tail hole. "Suck harder..."

Deon obeys, hoping this will end soon.

Moments later, Van pulls out of Deon's mouth, cumming all over his face, then flops down on the bed. "Damn... That was good... We'll have to keep you around for awhile. Don't tell Garrick about this. This'll be our little secret, ok?"

Deon remains silent, shaking a bit.

Van grabs his face and forces Deon to look at him. "Listen, dick, if you say one word to Garrick, I'll kill you."

Deon whimpers and nods.

"Good." Van pulls his pants up and leaves the room, leaving Deon alone, crying.