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5th April 1984
On his way to the hospital, Blake was running every red light. All he wanted was to see Adam as soon as possible, he needed to stay close to Adam.
The detective rushed to the front desk of St. John’s Hospital like a mad cow, the nurse shocked as Blake appeared in such fashion.
“Where is Adam? Adam Levine?” He gasped huskily, showing his badge.
“Sixth floor, inside his office.”
The detective dashed to the elevator, pressed the button twice. Unfortunately, it just left ground floor.
Damn. Blake cursed silently, then took the stairs instead.
Once he reached the sixth floor, he scanned through the hallway, looking for Adam’s office.
“Blake?”
The calling from behind stopped Blake.
He saw his doctor when he turned over. Adam was in his white cloak, holding a click board in his hand. The doctor was still handsome and flawless as the first time he met Adam again in the hospital.
His arms captured Adam, held him tight like his body completely engulfed Adam. He didn’t bother if Adam was still mad at him or not.
The click board was tossed away. Blake smiled as he felt Adam’s hands hooked tight around his back. His head tilted back slightly to press a kiss, their lips joined for a while. Blake kept asking for more when their kiss was about to end.
Blake sighed, it felt so great to be able to hold Adam tight in his arms, especially after this madness earlier tonight. The detective could not tell whether Adam was safe now, he underestimated Carson’s ambition, who knows if Carson would take Adam down to erase Levine’s influence on Black Shark.
"No more private service. No more! God know if Carson would put a bullet to yar head someday to make a statement." Blake demanded when Adam snuggled up against him.
“I mean nothing to them, I’m free now.” Adam calmed Blake down, kissed his cheek softly.
Free. Fred’s death sets Adam free. They no longer had to hide.
Blake stepped back, his hitch was accurate. Adam murdered his father, he was capable of killing Fred without anyone knowing. The worst part was Blake genuinely believed Adam would do just thing. Adam had the knowledge. He had the instinct.
“What had ya done?” Blake shook his head, released Adam from his arms.
“No,” Adam denied instantly and rebutted. “Why would I? How could I? He's my father.”
Yes, Fred was his father.
The detective looked right into Adam’s eyes, those pure green eyes showed no sign of guilt, doubt or evil. Yet, Blake was sure Adam did that, it was even more frightening for Blake to watch Adam denying.
“Ya fucking liar," Blake grabbed Adam’s collar fast, pinned him to the wall, and slightly lifted him off the ground. It wasn’t anger that threading in his voice, Blake was frustrated.
Twisted mind. His Adam was fallen, became devious like a snake, but who is Blake to judge him, being a detective who thirsted to end Fred with his gun.
Adam didn’t see that coming, the action reminded him the time with Blake almost choked him to death in the alley outside where Blake lives.
"It's my fault, it's my fault." Blake started to spoke with gritted teeth. Self-hatred, anger, failure, these feelings came in a pack.
If Blake wasn’t that keen on averaging his father death, things wouldn’t end up like this. The detective blamed himself.
Adam won’t kill Usher and Fred if it wasn’t for him, he knew Adam would do anything for him for the sake of love.
The doctor didn’t mind Blake knowing though he would still deny it.
"Don’t ya dare to step in this shit again, no shooting, no killing, no more Black Shark for ya. I'll dump ya and ya don’t expect to see me again in the rest of yar life." The threatening didn’t sound intimating as Blake started getting more emotional with reddened face and watery eyes.
"You said you won’t cast me aside, you made me a promise." Adam freak out since the detective was on his edge to break down, he sensed Blake was sick of everything, tired, felt like giving up on everything.
"Then make sure ya won’t force me to break that promise." Blake pressed Adam to wall harder, his lips clashed with Adam’s, slow kiss turned more brutal, hands kept shifting moving on Adam's body.
“I just want to be with you, I thought you would be happy if the bounty is gone.” Adam thought this could put a stop to Blake's suffering.
“I’m……” Blake couldn’t say he was glad. “Adam, I……I don’t want ya to change, ya’re not like yar father,” He gazed at those emerald eyes, “Ya’re good and kind and……”
“I won’t do that again, I’ll be good, Blake.”
Blake thought that he had the responsibility for keeping Adam safe, keeping him pure, he felt like he owed the doctor for things that Adam did for him.
"I knew it doesn’t give us any legal entity, but Adam……" He knelt one knee and grabbed Adam’s palm in his hand. "I promise ya…… I'll take care of the rest of yar life."
"Till death do us apart……" Blake didn’t know how to talk sweetly, he could only genuinely express what he had in his mind.
“Blake,” Adam nodded and shocked, he thought Blake would never ask at least not at this moment. Tears began to fill his eyes. “I do.”
20th April 1984, Levine Manor
Adam picked up his father belongings into numbers of boxes, he would probably seal his father’s stuff somewhere Blake would never find. He was about to pass the ownership to Carson soon.
"Boss," Carson knocked at the door.
"How many times I told you not to call me Boss?” The doctor smirked.
"You don’t have to move all these stuff, it is your house after all. You can come back anytime you want."
Adam simply shook his head, he moved into Blake’s house a week ago.
"Look how the detective sweeps you off your feet. What had he done to you? Murdering your father, forging it like a heart attack. How long did you plan for that? Just to cancel the bounty?"
The bunch of question annoyed the doctor.
Carson received orders from Adam at the day before Fred’s death, instructed him to empty their bases, prepare explosives. Carson didn’t question or doubt his order at that moment, he was sure the doctor had his reason. Unexpectedly, he heard Fred's death and suddenly realized what Adam was plotting. It did Carson a huge favor, but he fail to see clear what was Adam motives, not until Adam asked him to cancel Blake's bounty. He found the detective’s name familiar at the time Fred posted the bounty, he heard the name at the storm night Adam visited before.
"I don’t know what are you saying," the doctor played stupid, acted innocent, yet his smile replied 'yes'.
"You sure you don’t want to stay? You are fucking talented in this." Carson guessed Adam was responsible for Usher death too. Adam could take over Gotham if he wants to, Carson could tell that doctor's intelligent can outwit their rivals easily, bring new discipline to this corrupted city as long as Adam was willing.
"Nawww, my husband is a cop, he won’t like that," Adam said it casually. “You do fine without me.”
He was free, released from the chains of his crime family that bounded him this whole life.
Beep. Beep. Beep. His pager received a new message.
‘What do you want for dinner? Your Blake.’
Love already guided the doctor to the place that suits him most.