Saving Lives & Loving You {p}

"Yeah, the errand was for me.." She said, her voice trailing off in the end. "His phone doesn't pick up either, I've called him at least four times." She said. "Mmhm, tell me if you find him." Those were her last words before she closed the phone, the familiar ringing that signals that the other person has closed came.

On the other side of town, James groaned in pain as he was slowly regaining consciousness. His head was ringing. He soon opened his eyes and raised his head, looking around him. He squirmed in the ropes, realizing they were holding him to the chair tightly. James was about to ask where he is before remembering what happened and pinning where he is as the Grizzlies base. He had seen it from the outside, but he never was inside it. "What do you want?" He snapped at the people around him, even though his head still hurt, he had got himself together and was sitting upright in seconds from when he had woken up.

It wasn't a surprise to James that most of the town - if not all of it - knew that he and Riley were dating, or somewhat close, he just never thought being sort-of public about their relationship made him that much of a target. He wasn't surprised that the Grizzlies kidnapped, he just never thought it would be him someday.

James glared back at the leader of the group around him as they spoke. "And I'm pretty sure that of he comes, he's not coming alone." James said. Even though he wasn't sure of that, it didn't show in the way he said it as he smirked at the leader. "Plus, if he comes, I'm pretty sure you're the ones that are finished, not him." He said, trying to get on their nerves, even though it wasn't a good thing to do in his position.

James glared back at them and didn't break eye contact even though he wanted to. He had to bite his bottom lip to stop himself from replying with a snarky remark to annoy him even more; he didn't want to push them into doing a reckless thing. He squirmed once more in the ropes, trying once again to somehow loosen them, but they were tight.

At the question he paused, he wondered if it was a genuine question or just to get on his nerves, but he knew it was most likely the latter. He'd been thinking about the question a lot and it was one of the insecurities about his and Riley's relationship. He just stayed silent and rather looked at the ground for mere moments. "And why do you care? Did you have a crush on him or something?" He replied, annoyed with himself that he doesn't know the answer and annoyed with the guy for asking the question in the first place.

James perked up slightly at the sight of Riley, but he just squirmed once more to hide the movement as if he was trying to loosen the ropes. His eyes trailed from Riley to the leader rather quickly, noticing the slight flush on their face. "You did, didn't you? You had a crush on the toughest fighter of the other gang, but you knew you couldn't be together." He said, smiling as he paused to look at their reaction. "Your dreams were crushed completely, though, when I came into the picture.." He continued, smirking slightly. He had to stop himself from taking glanced at his lover to make sure that they were okay.

James stopped talking when he saw the sight of the switchblade. He glared at the guy as it was pointed to his face and he tried to backaway from the tip of it as much as he could while bound to a chair. "Uh..how about we leave the switchblade, then we can talk. Maybe even put in a punch, but just leave the weapon out of this.." He said awkwardly, his eyes focusing on the switchblade for mere moments before looking back at him, but the guy didn't seem to falter and instead brought it closer. "I don't know, maybe you can ask for yourself and find out!" He snapped, glaring at him. Seeing behind him Riley coming closer as he took them out.

James yelped softly and gritted his teeth as he slashed his cheek. At least it's not his eyes or somewhere as reckless as his chest. He glared at him as he spoke. He didn't reply even though he really wanted to get on his nerves, but he held his tongue and watched as they put the switchblade away. The cut wasn't necessarily deep, but it was drawing blood still. "I agree with you; I don't have authority, but you don't either." He said with a smile on his face as Riley knocked him out.

James sighed in relief as he was out of the tight ropes, and he hugged Riley back rather tightly. "Other than annoy me and the cut on my cheek, nothing." He smiled at Riley and gave him a quick kiss before lacing their fingers with each other. "We better get out of here before any of them wake up." He said worriedly, glancing around.

James sat silently for a few minutes as Riley cleaned the cut in his cheek for him. He was pondering about his conversation with the leader and taking occasional glances at Riley, wondering whether to ask him or no. James nodded at the scar remark knowing already that it will. He paused slightly as he asked about their conversation.

"Well, long story short, he's jealous that I'm with you because he has a crush on you.." He said briefly with a smile, the question that he kept repeating rushing through his head 'What makes you so special?' "I've got to ask you though, you had the chance to be with anyone. I bet a lot of people had a crush on you, why did you choose a townie like me that you saved from getting beat up?" He asked, looking at them curiously

James listened silently, looking at the ground. He couldn't help the smile from appearing on his face as he heard their reasons, his face reddening slightly. He buried his face in Riley's neck as he wrapped his arms around them. He placed their foreheads together before speaking softly, "I love you, Riley. I'm glad I got to know you rather than depend on the rumors." A chuckle escaped him at the end.

"Are you okay? Did you get hurt in any way?" He asked worriedly afterwards, his eyes looking at them, looking for any wounds.

James smiled at the first half of the remark before it disappeared as he took a closer look at the bruise. "Let's get rid of it before it actually forms." He said softly, getting up and putting a few ice cubes in a small zip plastic bag, putting it on the bruise. "That'll calm it down a bit." He said softly.

James gently punched them in the shoulder. "You shouldn't have come alone, even if you did kick them, something worse could've happened to you." He said, making sure the bag of ice is still on the bruise.

"If I'm not worried about you, then what kind of lover am I?" He said and chuckled softly. He planted a quick kiss onto their lips, making sure not to bump the ice bag. "And no, I'm fine." He said with a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"I haven't seen you fight in a while. You looked amazing when doing it and I've always wondered how you take on so many people at once, but I guess that's why you're the fiercest fighter in the Grease Monkeys." Jamws said with a grin, leaning his head on Riley's shoulder.