Title: Love hast no fury
Pairings: F/Ray K, implied F/RayV. Ray K/f
Rating : nc 17,bdsm,
Spoilers: BDTH, a little
Disclaimer: I don't own them and after this one Ray K is probably glad I don't. Alliance owns them.
This is darker than anything else I've written and I even scared myself.
It was dark, too dark. Something was covering his eyes. Detective Stanley Raymond Kowalski, undercover as Ray Vecchio, tried to raise his right hand to find out what the heck was covering his eyes. He couldn't move his arms. He was securely tied to something. His legs were also tied to something. Since he was sitting upright, it was probably a chair. He tried to scream, but no sound came through the wad of whatever was stuffed in his mouth and held there by duct tape. Fighting panic, Ray realized he could not hear anything either. Apparently the blindfold also secured something stuffed in his ears Ray began to thrash about, but all that. accomplished was tightening the bonds around his body, wrists, and ankles. Suddenly his right arm was held taut and a syringe needle was thrust into his vein. Warmth spread up Ray's arm and in spite of his best efforts, he lost consciousness.
Meanwhile, back at the 27th, Lt. Welsh was wondering just where his wayward detective was,. How long could his testimony at court take? The Mountie was still rather patiently waiting by Ray's desk for his unofficial partner to show. Even Fraser was beginning to wonder where Ray was. Frannie came up to him and he inwardly cringed when she sat on Ray's desk and her short skirt rode even further up her crossed legs. She smiled warmly at him.
"So, my brother stood you up."
Fraser replied: "Something probably came up and Ray is running late. I'm sure he'll be here before long. You know how long those court appearances can take."
Fraser looked up long enough to see Stella Kowalski approach Lt. Walsh's office. She entered the room and shortly Fraser was called into the office. He entered and registered the angry look on Stella's face and the concern etched into Welsh's expression. "Perhaps you can inform us as to the
whereabouts of Detective Vecchio?" Ms Kowalski queried.
Fraser looked from the Assistant D.A. to Lt. Welsh. He stammered "Ray was to be in court this morning to give testimony...."
Stella cut his speech short. "He never showed up in court." She almost spat. "We had to release Stanton."
Fraser tugged at his eyebrow and lowered his eyes. "I can't imagine what has happened. Have you tried his cell phone?"
"Of course, it is turned off or the batteries are low." Stella replied.
"Ray is always careful to recharge his phone every evening." Fraser stated. "Something must have happened to him."
"All I can say is he has a lot to answer for when he does show." Stella said her voice quavering..
She knew Ray took his job too seriously to just forget a court appearance. "Please inform him when he arrives that I want to speak with him." She rather dejectedly picked up her briefcase and left the room. She had seriously expected to find Ray at the precinct and now that she knew he wasn't there she began to worry. He may be her exhusband, but she still worried about him. The rest of the shift passed with no word from Ray. Frannie offered Fraser a ride back to the Consulate, but he told her he and Dief would rather walk. Frannie did not insist, but she watched him sadly as he made his way slowly out of the building. It was obvious, even to Frasnnie that Fraser was very worried about his missing partner. Frannie sighed and decided to be even more supportive and understanding to her Mountie. She would be a pillar in his hour of need and just maybe...
Ray began to be able to feel himself again. He was still blindfolded, gagged and tied to the chair.
He could, however hear, so whatever had been in his ears had been removed. His head was grasped and a voice hissed in his ear: "I'm gonna remove the duct tape, so you can drink something. If you know what's good for you, you'll be quiet."
Ray's face was roughly held as the duct tape was viciously ripped from his face. He tried to move his head, .but he was held too tightly. The wad of cotton was pulled from his mouth and before Ray could voice his anger a cup was thrust at his lips and water was poured into his mouth. He sputtered and then realized as the cold water poured onto his chest, that his shirt was missing. He tried to struggle and was rewarded with a savage punch in the stomach. He began to retch. Just then he heard a heavy door opening and his tormentor turned and left him. He could hear murmuring coming from the other end of the room. After awhile, he heard his tormentor return, at least one other person had joined him. After he was again injected, Ray"s upper body was untied from the chair. His body felt like lead as he was grasped and held while the rest of the ropes were untied. Someone hissed:: "We're gonna take a little walk ." As Ray was pulled out of the chair and dragged to the middle of the room. He once again lost consciousness. His inert body was lifted up by the two men and they followed their boss out of the room and dumped Ray's body in the back of a van. One of the men got in the back with Ray and retied his hands and feet. The van pulled out and drove off. After several hours, the van pulled to a stop by a dilapidated building. Ray was unceremoniously dragged from the back of the van and carried into the building. He was deposited on a bed in a cagelike room and his leg was shackled to a ring in the floor by a chain. When he regained consciousness he would be able to move about the room but not reach the door of the cage. The cage held a bed, a toilet and a sink. Ray's hands were untied and his wrists were handcuffed together. The blindfold was left in place, but the gag was.not put back. When Ray did finally begin to awaken, one of his captors. left the room and returned with a bowl of broth and some bread. He entered the cage and put the food down on the floor. Ray began to stir. He was dragged over to the toilet told what it was and that he should relieve himself. Just as a stream of cold water hit his body and his penis was pulled through the opening of his boxers, Ray did just that. A shivering, humiliated Ray was dragged back to the cot and shoved back onto it. His arms were pulled over his head and secured to yet another ring on the wall. His legs were stretched to the bottom of the bed and tied securely to its foot. Someone sat on the edge of the bed and again tested the blindfold. Cool fingers traced his jaw line. These were not thug's fingers; they were soft and small female fingers. Ray recoiled and was rewarded with a stinging slap. One of the men said: "It wouldn't do to rile the boss.. You'll find life simpler to let her play her games." As he said this one of Ray's nipples was viciously tugged and Ray gasped as his tormentor's mouth descended on said nipple and began to suck and bite it. His other nipple was roughly grasped and also abused. Suddenly the assault stopped. The weight lifted off of the bed and Ray heard the door of the cage.open and close. The thug who remained told Ray that he would be feed twice a day and if he behaved himself he would eventually be untied and be able to move around the room . He would still be handcuffed, but he would only be blindfolded when the Boss was present.. Then a spoonful of broth was thrust into Ray's mouth. He was fed a little broth and some bread, Then the thug covered him with a threadbare blanket, told him sweet dreams and left the cage after padlocking it shut. Ray was held this .way for two days. On the third day his hands and feet were freed. The shackle remained. At least he didn't need assistance going to the bathroom anymore..
Fraser was becoming frantic. Nothing had been heard from Ray for days. Fraser couldn't sleep, he couldn't eat. All he could think of was Ray and how he should have told him how he felt. He knew that he would never forgive himself if he never got the chance to tell this Ray his true feelings. He had never told the real Ray Vecchio how he had come to love him and then that Ray left and it was too late.
He did not want to make the same mistake with this Ray. He had to believe that wherever Ray was he was safe and would return to Fraser. When Fraser finally returned to the Consulate, he was surprised to see Frannie waiting for him. She came toward him, but stopped when Dief began to growl at her. Fraser apologized for the wolf's behavior, saying that they were both upset about. Ray's disappearance. He asked Frannie what she wanted rather brusquely. She told him she was concerned about him and wanted to make sure that he was all right. Fraser thanked her and told her to go home. Frannie tried to protest, but Dief growled again so she turned and left after telling Fraser to call her if he needed anything. She smiled wistfully as she walked to her car.
Ray wasn't sure what day it was or how long he'd been imprisoned.. All he knew was that he would go stir crazy if things didn't change soon. He heard the door open and saw one of the thugs carrying the dreaded blindfold. That meant a visit from the Boss. The two thugs entered the cage and one held Ray as the other fastened the blindfold over his eyes. Then he removed what little clothing Ray was allowed. Then Ray was taken to the cot and secured there. Then he heard the two men leave. Usually at least one stayed inside the cage with the Boss. As Ray lay exposed he tried to calm himself .
The Boss stood outside of the cage talking quietly to the two goons. Her exhusband had found for her.
She told them to leave the building, but stay outside in case she needed them. Then she went toward the cage and stood watching the helpless man held within. She smiled evilly as she thought of her plan to keep Ray away from her man. He would forget Ray just like he forgot her brother. He would turn to her in his need and finally she would get her man. But first she would have some fun with Fraser's little buddy. Frannie once again smiled evilly as she unlocked the padlock and entered the cage.