A couple of weeks passed by between breakfast with Patric and Jay could tell the man was growing restless with the restrictions put upon his life. Being alone was never something that Patric had particularly enjoyed, but now that he wasn't being allowed to go anywhere without an escort, even though he wasn't under house arrest, he desperately wanted even a few minutes to himself. He had been staying at Jason's house more often than not and had been humoring the man, for the most part, on his silly insistence that he be accompanied at all times when he left the house. Most of the time, Jason accompanied him, but every so often Mia or Russell went out with Patric. And then Jay worried. It wasn't that he didn't trust others. Really, it wasn't, but he worried that they wouldn't truly be able to protect Patric if the killer did rear his ugly head.

Today, Jay was off to work and Patric was staying in to binge watch Arrow on Netflix. Jason hugged Patric tightly before saying goodbye and heading to work for the day.

                                                              ~GP~

Jay was staring at the device again, Montoya noted as the man sat at his desk ignoring the mountain of paperwork he could be sorting.

"You're still bugging the kid?" she asked.

Yes, Jason had taken to bugging Patric with a small tracking device. It was to put his mind at ease while he wasn't able to be with him. If something happened unexpectedly, he'd know where to find Patric.

"Of course he's still bugging the kid," Izzy answered Montoya's question. "Wouldn't want lover boy to get taken by the big bad wolf."

"Is that what he calls it? I don't think Patric would mind it if it was Jay's 'big bad wolf,'" Montoya added.

Jay had a funny impression that they were talking about his penis. He shared a look with Sophie they both rolled their eyes. Taking a sip of his coffee, Jason continued to listen to, what he assumed was, their foreplay.

"I wouldn't mind if it was Jay's big bad wolf," Isabelle said casting a lewd glance toward Jason's crotch, causing said man to nearly spit out his coffee.

"I always thought you were more of a jaguar kind of girl," Montoya mused.

Izzy gave Montoya a smoldering look full of promise, "I have been known to go after the right kind of cat," she purred.

Montoya cleared her throat, 'Yeah..."

Clapping his hands together, Jason brought the attention back to him, "So now that that wonderful mental image has derailed and fallen off a cliff burning, to answer your question: I'm just worried."

"About not getting any more sex?" Montoya guessed, ever the crass horn-dog. Jason wondered how she'd react if she knew that him and Patric hadn't really had sex yet. Sure there had been that blowjob, and moments of fooling around but...

"He's worried about something happening to the man he loves," Sophie corrected Montoya when it seemed like Jay wasn't going to correct her himself, too lost in thought to actually reply.

"Loves?" Montoya and Platt shouted at the same time.

Jay gulped, "Loves," he agreed.

                                                       ~GP~

This was going to be the best one yet. He had all the preparations made. It had taken him weeks, but he was finally ready. Just thinking about what he was about to do made his member quiver with anticipation. It was going to be so good. And he would finally get what he deserved. He'd lose everything. That's exactly what he deserved. To lose just as much as he did.