[ Ray didn't like Fraser looking hurt, but there really wasn't anything he could do. He couldn't shoot him, wouldn't, but he had to do something, had to get enough on him that it would keep Fraser and Ray safely away from Muldoon and the FBI and Vegas for the rest of the job. It had to be something good, and it had to be convincing, but it just broke his heart to do it. ]
You got your job, I have mine.
[ Fraser had walked right into this. He had to know that Ray was serious, that undercover just didn't let him be the same man he'd walked away from.
But fortunately there was a knock on the door at that exact moment, and Ray opened the door, letting his goons back in with their shopping bags. ]
You got everything? Good. [ He reached into one of the bags, fetching out the fluffy handcuffs and waving them at Fraser. ] Let's do this, okay?
[ He handed the gun back to the thug he'd taken it off, and slid his now free arm around Fraser's waist, guiding him over to the head of the bed. He stopped him there, and unzipped his short leather jacket, casting a glance toward "Ray Vecchio" as he did. If Fraser was cooperating, he thought, it was out of shock, and not knowing what else to do. Maybe he was suddenly concerned for his partner's safety. If so, then it was about time.
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You got your job, I have mine.
[ Fraser had walked right into this. He had to know that Ray was serious, that undercover just didn't let him be the same man he'd walked away from.
But fortunately there was a knock on the door at that exact moment, and Ray opened the door, letting his goons back in with their shopping bags. ]
You got everything? Good. [ He reached into one of the bags, fetching out the fluffy handcuffs and waving them at Fraser. ] Let's do this, okay?
[ He handed the gun back to the thug he'd taken it off, and slid his now free arm around Fraser's waist, guiding him over to the head of the bed. He stopped him there, and unzipped his short leather jacket, casting a glance toward "Ray Vecchio" as he did. If Fraser was cooperating, he thought, it was out of shock, and not knowing what else to do. Maybe he was suddenly concerned for his partner's safety. If so, then it was about time.
He started undoing the buttons underneath. ]