The Alpha Wants Everything Book 1 The King's Queen
Chapter 72: I’m fucking horny!

It was late in the evening, Dax was sitting on the couch back in the medical ward, with Kane sleeping in her lap. Every once in a while he would mumble something and she would run her fingers up the back of his neck to settle him back down to sleep. They were in the hangover portion of being tranqed and he wasn’t feeling that great. She put a sign on the door that said don’t wake the grumpy mountain wolf, so she hasn’t had many visitors. The doctor came in and did another check up while Kane slept and changed her dressings and reminded her that tomorrow is going to be a busy day, but if she wasn’t feeling up to doing all the tests and exams they could do some on Sunday as well. Her phone would periodically alert her to a message. A couple from Lydia checking in on her, a few from Jackie asking how she was doing. She messaged Seraphine congratulating her on being pregnant and she called her crying thanking her for being so sweet and welcoming and then apologized for crying which made her cry more. While Seraphine was crying on the phone to her she had to text Kenneth from Kane’s phone apologizing for making Seraphine cry twice and explain that Kane told her she was pregnant while he was tranqed and something about letting her wear bunny slippers.

She was reading the emails and the boys were right. These things are frustrating, but not all of them. The ones between Magnus and Carl are pretty straight forward. How is she? When can I see her? You promised me she belonged to me you didn’t forget did you? Carl lying, saying she was fine, and he would get to see her soon and no he didn’t forget. They got angry a few years into their correspondence and she couldn’t figure out why. Magnus called him a liar, and a traitor, threatened to kill him a bunch of times, blah, blah, blah. They continued even when he was in prison. He knew Carl was talking to someone else. How did he know? Who told him and why? The emails between Carl and White were pretty straight forward as well. It’s like Carl was the puppet master and White was the puppet. He would ask what Carl wanted him to do and he would carry it out and send proof. But White himself didn’t carry it out; he had people do it for him, blocking the door at the gallery, her attack in the warehouse, the car she didn’t believe was meant for her, it was meant for Damon, White tried to get him out of the way, can’t get to her if she’s never alone. Was the question mark a minion of White? He didn’t attack her in the warehouse, the boys took care of that one. Was he the one that blocked the door at the art gallery? Why did he crash the family gathering? The answer must be in the photos! I think so, we’ll have to go through every photo carefully! Yeah more fun, with the crazy family! She was trying to read the emails between White and Magnus, this is where the confusion struck. If White knew the type of person Magnus was, then why is he taunting him? If White wanted her for question mark then why was he trying to kill her for Carl? When the doctor was in she asked him for a pad of paper and a pencil and she was writing down all the questions she was thinking, maybe the boys answered some of these already.

I might be able to answer some! How? You and I need to have a long overdue chat! Uh oh! This doesn’t sound good! We’ve been through some shit! That’s an understatement! I couldn’t protect you from all of it! What are you talking about? Do you remember when Carl kicked us down the stairs? I remember him raising his foot and waking up at the bottom of the stairs with three broken fingers and a sore shoulder and elbow! We hit every step on the way down and dislocated our elbow and shoulder, I put them back in and then passed out from the pain! You came forward! I could only protect you from the really really really bad and scary stuff! You turned him into a monster for me! I didn’t want you to be scared for the rest of your life! Some of the holes in my memory were because you took the abuse! Yup, I could only sit on the sidelines for so long watching! Thanks! Anyway, a boy used to come to the house all the time when Carl was beating us, I saw him a few times! A boy? Yeah, the boy from the photo, but not that photo, it’s the same boy, but not the same boy! Aside from Magnus, that’s the only other boy in the photo! I don’t understand it either, but it’s not the same boy, but a look alike, but not that one. The eyes are wrong! A twin! Those are the ones that look alike right? Yeah! Then yes, a twin!

She wrote that down on the paper. Question mark is a twin to the boy in the photo, she would have to look at the photo of him holding her hand and the photo of the gathering.

He used to sing to us, after Carl left us broken on the floor. He would enter the house and sit with us, apologize that he wasn’t big enough to kill Carl, but one day he would get bigger and Carl would pay. He called us something, but I don’t remember! Magnus had to be told we belonged to him, the question mark just always thought it! Can we call him something other than the question mark? What would you suggest? Freaky fucking nutter butter! Too much of a mouthful! He’s fucking looney toons! She barely fought back the laugh that bubbled up, Kane grumbled something and she ran her fingers up the back of his neck. Sorry! Looney toons it is! I saw him once a few months back, something freaked you out on the street and you froze! She thought back to that day, she couldn’t remember what it was that scared her and made her freeze. I took over and pulled you away, but he was watching you. I think he watches you alot! I think you might be right! She remembered all the times she felt a coldness wash over her like someone was watching her, but when she looked she couldn’t see anyone. There’s something else, Magnus showed up to the house a few months before Carl tried to kill us, I think it’s why he tried! Why would he come to the house? He followed that bitch what’s her face! Carl tried to kill us because he lost control over Magnus, no Magnus no need for us anymore! We were too strong then and we are only stronger now!

She turned back to the emails, but she couldn’t concentrate on them anymore, too many questions swirling in her mind. She wrote down what her wolf said, which just made more questions. I think we need a break! I think so too! Wanna practise growling, maybe we can make him hella horny again! Be nice to him, he’s hungover! Horny while your hungover is not nice? I don’t think it is, he’s been good to us! I know, it made me feel bad about talking you into throwing paper weights at him….almost! You also talked me into getting dressed in front of him! I made up for it, he never lied to us! Do you wanna try and talk to Ky? Ok, how do we do that? I think it’s like how I’m supposed to talk to Kane through the link, focus and picture who you want to talk to! Easier said than done, they have been at this for longer than us and probably got an instruction manual! Just try it! Fine, but if I make him horny you’re dealing with him! Don’t make him horny! No promises! Use my memory of him! She closed her eyes and thought of the first time she saw Ky. His blue almost black fur, how soft it was to the touch. How big he was, the twitch his ear made when she spoke to him, and used fuck a lot. His glowing azure blue eyes….when she opened her eyes those same glowing azure blue eyes stared back at her. Just let go! A deep voice spoke in the back of her mind and she did!

Dax woke early the next morning cuddled naked on his chest, he was running his fingers through her hair. She lifted her head to look at him,

“Care to explain something to me?” Kane asked when her eyes met his.

“Depends, what do I need to explain?” She asked,

“Why are we both naked?” He replied,

“Um…..I don’t know!” She said, which was the truth she had no idea why they were both naked.

“What happened?” He asked,

“Before or after you acted like a petulant 4 year old?” She asked back,

“After, but we’ll come back to that” he replied,

“We came back to the room and you said you weren’t feeling well so we cuddled on the couch until you fell asleep with your head in my lap. Then I read the emails. The ones between Magnus and White don’t make sense, if White knows who Magnus is and what he is capable of then why is he taunting him?” she asked,

“Past that!” He said, trying to move her along

“Then my wolf and I had a conversation, and she explained why I have some holes in my memory, and about the boy that used to show up at the house. Then I tried the emails again but couldn’t focus on them and we decided it was time to take a break.” She explained,

“And we ended up naked how?” He asked,

“I don’t know. She asked if I wanted to practise growling and make you hella horny again, and I said that wouldn’t be very nice and I asked if she wanted to try and talk to Ky.” she continued to explain, he was starting to get the idea of what happened.

“I told her what you said about focusing on who you wanted to talk to and she used the memory I had of the first time I saw him to help her. Next thing I know he’s staring at me and a deep voice told me to let go, so I did. How we ended up naked I don’t know? But we were dressed” she said, he stared at her.

“I know how we ended up naked” he said,

“How?” She asked,

“He instructed her on how to come forward, and….” she looked at him slightly confused, then it dawned on her. Her mouth dropped open

“Oh! Oh! Oh no! No, bad wolfie, that’s a bad wolfie” he could only chuckle at her.

“It’s not funny!” She huffed,

“She spoke to Ky!” He said,

“They used us to have sex” she huffed again, he sat up and gathered her in his arms.

“They spoke to each other” he kissed her forehead.

“They were only supposed to talk to each other” she said,

“It’s ok baby!” He was trying to keep her calm, he figured this would happen.

“I told her not to make him horny” He just started laughing harder.

“So you wanted her to ask you?” He chuckled out,

“I would have least liked to have been consulted first” she huffed, causing another laugh from him.

“Maybe next time, they’ll run it by us first” He said, as he gently ran his hand up her back.

“Next time? There’s going to be a next time? I didn’t even know there could be a first time” She asked,

“Oh yeah! There’ll be no keeping him from her now” He replied,

“I didn’t even get an instruction manual!” She said exasperated,

“It’s not a shelving unit baby, there’s no instruction manual” he said trying not to laugh anymore at her, she was clearly having a hard time with this.

“Well that’s just fucking great!” She mumbled,

“Oh baby! There’s going to be a lot of that, and we’re already getting quite the reputation down here” he held her close. He heard her huff again as a string of curses slipped past her lips. A smile spread across his face, he now has some teaching to do.

“How are you feeling?” She mumbled into his chest, enjoying the movements of his hands, the feeling calming her down.

“Much better, so how bad was I?” He was already internally cringing at what she would tell him. He felt her smile against his chest as she started giggling.

“That good huh?” He asked,

“You offered to kill people for me, I feel so honoured, then you told me you loved my ass because it fits perfectly in your hands and you had to show me, and sometimes you squeeze it just to hear me squeak.” She said. So far it wasn’t sounding so bad, Carter and Marco said worse.

“Then….” she continued. Uh oh!

“You pouted, and sulked because I wanted you to tie up the back of my hospital gown and you didn’t want to”

“I didn’t want to?” He asked.

“No you were adamant that not only did you not want to tie it up, you didn’t want it tied up, period. In fact you untied it when I finally got it tied up myself. When I said people will see, you replied that they shouldn’t be looking and you would pop out their eyes to stop them. When the doctor came in to do a check up you told him I was your mate and he better not get any funny ideas, and you said the same thing to Johnny. You argued with me about being argumentative and combative and when I told you you were pretty to stop you from arguing with me you called me a cheater.” He could feel his cheeks getting redder and redder the more she described his behaviour.

“Then you got upset because the boys were laughing at you, and it got worse when Kenneth said you weren’t helpful. And he didn’t say you weren’t helpful, he said you wouldn’t be much help right now, you just kind of took it sideways.” She explained,

“Then we went upstairs to be helpful, but only after I bribbed you with untying the back of my gown after we got back to the room and a snack. After we helped, I found out you tried to bury Lacey when you were four, because you wanted a brother and your parents wouldn’t put her back or make her a boy, and you were the reason Martina now calls everyone on their language. Because a four year old telling his father that it was bullshit that he couldn’t say that word didn’t fly with anyone.” he dropped his head, that sounded pretty bad.

“Not as bad as Carter and Marco though, they fought like bo….” her eyes went wide.

“What? What’s the matter?” He lifted his head at her abrupt stop in the conversation.

“Boys!” She said,

“What?” He asked confused,

“The emails between White and Magnus, they don’t make sense, right? At least not all of them” She asked,

“Right, they’re frustrating as hell. You said it sounded like two different people, because White couldn’t decide whether he wanted to keep you or kill you.” he agreed, when she pushed into him to reach for the emails and he groaned, grabbing onto her hips.

“Stop that!” She stared at him wide eyed when she felt him beneath her.

“Then you need to stop that!” He said, still gripping her hips.

She tried not to enjoy the feeling of him, she tried not to think about his hands roaming her body, his mouth claiming her, tasting her, taunting her. Tried not to think about him naked pressing against her, into her, teasing her. The sparks and electric currents that were coursing through her, pushing her, the shiver threatening to take her. She tried not to move over him, the more she did the more he hardened beneath her and the more excited she became. He tried not to think about her perfect little naked body pressed against his, the feel of her lips on his, the taste of her skin. The harder he fought not to think about it, the more he thought about it. The feel of her moving under him, her skin heating up from his caress. How she would arch the closer she got, begging him to take her farther. When he felt her lips on his neck, and her rock into him, he knew she gave up fighting it. She didn’t want to control it anymore than he did. His body vibrated with anticipation as electricity danced across his skin from the feeling of her lips on him. His hands moved with her hips as she rotated them against him. He would moan when she rocked into him. Her hand trailed over his body as her lips moved lower and lower, driving him, enticing him. A heat burning inside of him. Hard and ready, she continued to build him higher and higher, pushing him further out of control.

When he felt her hand move up and down the length of him slowly at first, teasing, tempting, promising. She smiled against his skin when he moaned with pleasure. Alternating between slow torturous strokes, and faster tantalizing ones. His grip on her hips would tighten the higher she built him, until he couldn’t take it anymore. Gathering her in his arms he pulled her under him on the couch and thrust deep inside of her. She moaned and arched under him. He moved faster and faster the deeper he pushed into her. His hand cupped her breast and he started tracing light circles with his thumb over the nipple. Smiling against her skin the more he heard her gasp and moan, her body on fire, shocks tearing through her he built her up she was standing at the very edge, then he slowed his pace, pulling her back drawing out each thrust, enjoying the feeling of her clenching around him, he wasn’t ready for it to be over just yet. Thrusting in a steady rhythm building them both again, higher this time, he knew there would be no pulling back, he quickened his pace, pushing deeper and deeper with each one, she arched high and hard against him and his mouth claimed her before she could release the scream that was building. He groaned against her as his body shook with his release. Pulling her tight against him to enjoy the afterglow of their love making, they waited till their breathing returned to normal before either one of them tried to speak.

“What were you saying about the emails?” He asked as he pressed his lips to her shoulder, she had rolled onto her stomach so she could reach for the emails, but his lips never broke contact with her skin.

“Um….they don’t make sense!” She had to think about that, she couldn’t remember what they were talking about.

“No they don’t” he agreed, letting his hands roam the length of her. He loved the feel of her skin, so soft, so smooth, beneath his fingers.

“If you don’t stop that, you’re gonna start round 2” she said, feeling her skin heating up at his touch.

“Maybe I want to start round 2,” he said, continuing his trail across her shoulder.

“You can’t, if you do I won’t remember what I was trying to say” she gasped when his hand slid under her and gently started caressing her.

“Then you better talk fast” he rolled her onto her back and let his lips trail over her body, tasting and nipping at her flesh.

“They don’t make ….mmmmm…. sense” she moaned out, his teeth were grazing across her mark, while his hand continued to gently caress her.

“You better hurry up, you’ll be too busy moaning in a little bit” he moved lower down letting his lips travel over her collar bone.

“....mmmmm…. it’s not two men ….mmMmm…. talking.” She arched against his hand, the pleasure he was causing was making her thoughts disappear.

“....mmmmm…. it’s boys…..don’t stop, don’t stop” she gasped, arching again into his hand. His tongue swirling around her nipple gently nipping and tugging.

“I have no intentions of stopping” he moved over to her other breast repeating the same motions, his hand never relenting, never stopping, teasing her, torturing her.

“It’s booys, f-f-fighti-ing ….mmmmmmm…. over a t-t-toy” driving her, pushing her beyond her limit.

He moved lower down her body, his lips travelling, blazing trails, using her gasps and moans as a guide on where to go next. Her train of thought was completely gone, the pleasure she was feeling taking hold over her. When she felt his fingers enter her and his tongue replace what they were doing, she bit back the scream that wanted to escape.

“Please!” She whimpered, he moved his fingers faster into her,

“Please!” She arched into him again, begging for her release but he wouldn’t grant it to her. He just kept building her and building her. When her whimpers turned to cries of pleasure, he moved back up her body, but he never stopped the movement of his fingers. He continued teasing her with the finish line, pulling her back then letting her go only to pull her back again. He positioned himself at her entrance,

“Look at me, I want to see, look at me” her eyes snapped open, the most beautiful black onyx orbs stared back at him, the flames of passion dancing around them.

“There’s my beautiful girl” and he thrust into her hard and deep. Moving at a steady rhythm he brought them higher and higher. His lips found hers and he kissed her hard, cutting her cries off. Their bodies moving as one, vibrating, arching, building, burning, aching for the touch of the other. Electricity flowing through them, around them. Wave after wave hitting them, driving them, pushing them.

“Open your eyes baby and let go” listening to his voice she looked upon him, clenching tight around him as they were sent over with a shock of pleasure. Their bodies shivering together from the intense release, they stayed wrapped in each other’s embrace, letting themselves come down from their euphoric high.

Round 3 started immediately after they hit the shower, he didn’t know what came over him, he couldn’t keep his hands off her, he wanted her, wanted to touch her, taste her, feel her moving under him, with him, against him. He couldn’t control himself, no matter how he tried. Her scent, her skin, her voice all drew him right back to her and his need, his hunger for her. They stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in towels, to replace their clothes after round 4. She only had the one child size hospital gown the others wouldn’t be ready till later today. She picked it up off the floor only to hold it out in front of her.

“Um….I don’t think I can wear this” she said, as she looked at the tattered gown.

“Put on another one” he offered as he stared at it wide eyed,

“It’s the only one I had, the others won’t be ready till later today and it’s a busy day medical wise” she replied back to him.

“It’s ok, plan b you can just wear my shirt” he picked his shirt up off the ground only for it to fall to pieces.

“Or not! Apparently they were a little too frisky last night” he said, she stared at what was left of it, her mouth opened to say something but she could only stare.

“It’s ok! Plan c I’ll run upstairs and grab some shirts, no worries” It was fine! He thought, grab his pants, get some shirts and they would be ok. At least it was until he saw his pants.

“Ok frisky might be an understatement, they might have been a little aggressive.” he held up his pants for her to see.

“We have no clothes, we have no clothes. Kane, we have no clothes. I can not walk around in a towel all day.” Dax held her towel tighter to her.

“It’s ok, it’s ok baby. We’ll figure something out” He was trying not to laugh at the situation they found themselves in.

“Still ok?” she held up what was left of her red lace panties for him to see.

“I liked the red ones,” he said when he saw the tattered and torn material.

“I guess they excited him as well cause he shredded them” She said.

“I’ll talk to him!” This was no longer ok.

“So what do we do now?” She asked, he looked down at the towel around his waist, he couldn’t walk through the house like that any more than she could.

“I’ll call Johnny, he’ll bring us some clothes.” Kane said, moving towards the couch to replace his phone.

“Um….I….I….I don’t want Johnny going through my panty drawer.” that made him pause, he didn’t want Johnny going through her panty drawer either. Johnny was his brother, but that was not something he wanted to share with him.

“I’ll message Lydia” she suggested, she trusted Lydia, if anyone other than her was going to be in her panty drawer it was Lydia. Firing off a quick message asking for help they waited for her to reply back. When she did she asked her to go to their room and grab two of Kane’s shirts, a pair of his jeans and a pair of panties out of the top drawer for her.

Dax was looking back over the emails while they waited for Lydia to show up with their clothes when Kane came up behind her, pulling her back towards him.

“What are you doing?” He asked, moving her hair to the side he brushed his lips across her neck.

“Rereading the emails between Magnus and White.” She said, trying to ignore the tingles that danced across her skin.

“Hmmm, I have a better idea” his hands moving up her body to where she had the towel fastened.

“What has gotten into you?” She asked, as his fingers trailed over the edge of the towel across her chest.

“I don’t know! You’re only wearing a towel, and I can’t help but think how easily it can fall from your body and I could be running my hands over you again, and that’s all I want to do.” He started pulling the towel away from her as he moved them back towards the couch. He just wanted to touch her, the urge was too strong for him to control.

“Lydia is going to be here soon and so will the doctor” She breathed out as his hands caused currents to ripple through her. Her body’s response to him was not helping him control his urges either.

“I want you!” He released a low growl in her ear and she shivered against him, he pulled the towel away exposing her body and his hands roamed every inch of her. He touched and teased and pleasured her till she was begging him to take her, his lips never left hers as he drove them to another body shaking orgasim. And then another one.

He laid on top of her continuing to press his lips to her, tasting her skin, he couldn’t stop, he wanted her again. Before it could progress farther than him kissing her a light knock came to the door.

“Fuck!” He grumbled against her shoulder,

“That’s Lydia!” She said. He didn’t want to get off of her, he didn’t want to stop kissing her, touching her. But the faster he did, the faster she could answer the door and get her sexy ass back to the couch. Begrudgingly he moved off so she could slip out from under him and wrap herself in a towel to answer the door.

“Sorry it took so long, I ended up playing 20 questions with Damon about why I needed to go to your room.” Lydia said when Dax opened the door.

“That’s ok, what did you end up telling him?” Dax asked,

“That it was none of his business and if he kept pestering me about it he would replace himself sleeping outside tonight, tomorrow and possibly the next day as well” She replied with a smile.

“Thank you so much” Dax took the clothes from her, she appreciated her trying to hide her amusement at the situation.

“One day, you’ll have to tell me why I had to do a panty raid on you” Lydia smiled but couldn’t stop the giggle that escaped.

“One day!” Dax agreed, she thanked her again and they talked about plans to meet up with the other girls later in the day. Dax would message her when she was done with the doctor.

As soon as she shut the door, Kane was right behind her, pressing into her.

“You’re going to be busy later” he growled in her ear, another shiver ripped through her. Spinning her to face him, he lifted her to his waist, pushing her towel past her hips and pressed her against the wall. His lips claimed hers hard and demanding as he thrust into her over and over again. Her moans drove him to go deeper, she arched into him tightening around him, as wave after wave rocked through her, when the final one hit she pushed into him hard, he shook against her. He held her in place against the wall both breathing hard, they stood there waiting to come down. He kissed her forehead, down the side of her face, along her jaw. She shook her head, her breathing still ragged.

“I can’t, I can’t, I’m sorry, but I can’t” she breathed out, resting her head on his shoulder. He wasn’t sure he could either, but it didn’t stop him from wanting her. It didn’t stop the urge he was feeling to take her again and again and again.

“I’m sorry baby, I don’t know what’s wrong with me. But I want you, I want to touch you, to kiss you, I want to take you over and over again. I can’t control it.” He said he withdrew from her and slowly put her back on the ground, but he didn’t let her go. He kept her pressed to him, though he was fighting the urge to take her. He was losing. When a knock came to the door, they both were very relieved. She grabbed one of his shirts and the panties Lydia brought for her and hurried off to the bathroom, which wasn’t that fast, her legs were a bit shaky. He quickly threw on his pants and opened the door.

“Alpha!” the doctor greeted him, “How are you today?” The doctor knew what they did to him last night, though he was against it, not everyone reacts the same, he understood their need to do it.

“I don’t know somethings wrong with me” Kane stated, he moved around the room, it seemed the longer he went without touching her the more agitated he became.

“Ok, what seems to be the issue?” the doctor asked, a look of concern washing over his face.

“I’m fucking horny, like uncontrollably horny.” Kane declared very straight forward, if he couldn’t replace a way to control himself he would end up hurting her. Hell they had barely finished a round when he tried again. The doctor stared at him wide eyed.

“I see, you’re having uncontrollable urges?” He pulled himself together quickly.

“Uncontrollable urges! We barely finished a round before I wanted her again, so yeah I guess you could call it that” he said as he thought about it.

“It’s rare, extremely rare, but it is a side effect of being tranqed. You probably had a lot of urges when you woke up this morning, sex was the first one you satisfied, now that’s all you want to do.” The doctor explained,

“So if the first thing I did was snap someone’s neck, then that’s all I’d want to do?” Kane asked, the doctor nodded.

“The longer you go without satisfying the urge, the more agitated you’ll become.” The doctor replied,

“Satisfying the urge isn’t the problem, I can’t keep my fucking hands off of her. I’m gonna end up hurting her, that’s the problem” Kane, couldn’t hide the worry in his voice.

“How long has this been going on?” The doctor asked,

“Two hours” Kane replied,

“And how many times have you had sex?” the doctor asked another question,

“Um….5….6….7…. times” the doctor’s eyes went wide again.

“Ok, um….ok. Good thing her appointment today will be long. By the time she’s done it should be out of your system, I also recommend you not being present for the appointment.” Kane snapped his head in his direction and a low growl escaped.

“If you are present, your urge to mate with her will overwhelm you. It is best until this is out of your system to try and stay away from her.” Kane listened to the doctor explain, and though he understood it, it didn’t stop the anger that flooded him.

“CARTER!” He didn’t mean to yell at him, but he was angry

“Yes Alpha!” Although it was his standard reply, Kane heard the note of anxiety in his tone.

“Get to the medical ward now, Luna has medical appointments all day and you are to stay with her”

“Yes Alpha!”

Dax came out of the bathroom wearing his shirt, sensing his anger her first instinct was to go to him, but he shook his head and told her to stay put. He took a few deep breaths to get control of himself, but he didn’t like the idea of not being able to touch her the way he wanted to.

“How are you feeling today?” The doctor asked her, ignoring Kane.

“Good, a little tired and sore but good.” She replied,

“And are you still freezing?” He asked,

“Not really!” She said,

“The vision in your eye?” He asked, he was writing in her chart as he asked her questions and she answered them.

“Not as blurry, but still blurry and I get headaches or eye aches. I guess that feels like it’s sitting right in behind the eye.” She answered,

“When did you start getting this?” She never mentioned anything before.

“Um, the first one was yesterday morning, I didn’t think anything of it, but more frequently last night.” She answered and she watched him write some more in her chart.

“Tell me doc, does it say how big of a pain in the ass I am in that medical file?” He laughed,

“No, but it does say feed her first before any major appointments” this time she laughed.

“Hate to break it to you, but they forgot” She said,

“We’ll do a couple of exams and then you can have some breakfast, let’s get you on the bed, the stitches in your side and hand should be able to come out today.” She nodded, Kane helped her onto the bed but had to control the urge to run his hand up her legs. She could see him fighting it, but when she felt his thumbs tracing circles on the inside of her thighs she knew he was losing. She covered his hands with hers. They heard a sharp rap on the door alerting them that Carter was there. It didn’t take long for him to get to the medical ward, Kane had to give it to him, he was probably running the second he bellowed through the link.

“You should go and send Carter in, he’ll make sure I behave myself.” She said,

“I don’t want to” he was about to growl at her when she covered his mouth, muffling the sound.

“I know, but you need to. Take the emails, and help the others in the office, they will fill you in on the picture, tell them to look at the emails between Magnus and White as two boys arguing over a toy. The White Magnus is talking to is not the White Carl was talking to, so the emails will need to be seperated. Magnus is talking to Looney toons, the other boy. Freaky fucking nutter butter is too much of a mouthful” she added the last part when she saw the confusion cross his face over the name she called him.

“Magnus thinks he’s winning because he’s been in the warehouse a few times, but I think Looney toons has been watching me for a while and so does she. It makes sense if he was coming to the house when….” Kane just nodded knowing what she was trying to say. “We also think he’s a twin.” Concern now crossed his face.

“It’s still just the three of them, but pull all the pictures with the other boy and the one with him holding my hand, we now get to play spot the difference. Right doc, identical twins aren’t actually identical, one is always slightly different from the other?” She asked looking over at the doc,

“That’s right, something is always slightly different, eye colour could be darker, hair colour could be slightly lighter, the way they smile, height. In order to be completely identical they would have to be clones of each other. There’s a magnifying glass in the lab you can use.” The doctor agreed with her.

“Ok anything else?” He asked, this was good, it would keep him busy and not thinking about her body, naked, moving under his….Fuck!

“Yes I started writing a list of questions, and one keeps running through my mind, how did Magnus know Carl was talking to someone else? How did Magnus know to follow Maria to the house? Unless a little birdie told him too and told him why.” She replied,

“You think someone was talking to Magnus telling him things?” He asked,

“Not just someone. Looney toons! Marco needs to get into Magnus’s email to see if it’s true” She said, again he nodded.

“Yeah ok, I can do that!” He said,

“Good, now you need to go.” He was about to walk away, when he came back and crashed his lips to hers, her mouth moved under his, but before he could do anything she pushed him away.

“Go!” She said, more firm. Kane growled his displeasure at her, only for her to growl back at him, causing him to huff and walk out of the room.

Carter entered with a wide eyed stunned look on his face.

“Shall we continue with the exams and tests?” Dax asked the doctor.