#headccanon

         Jacobstruggledagainst the tight restraints binding his hands and feet; the stupid blightersdidn’t check for weapons as well as his boss would have. That damned Templar, wasfinding a sickening joy in harming his love while he was powerless to doanything to stop him. But that wouldn’t last, Jacob just needed to saw throughthe restraints binding his wrists, with a throwing knife he managed to conceal,then he could make quick work of the restraints around his ankles. Then hewould make sure that none of the men in this room that had dared even hold theintention of hurting his love would remain in the world of the living for long;he would make certain of that.

         But thatthought left his mind as the bastard Templar delivered another swift kick tohis love’s now limp form; hanging by their tightly bound wrists. Their feetunbound but just barely touching the ground. The resounding scream that lefttheir marred lips was enough to light a fire within Jacob, “Roberts, God damnit! What do you want from me?”

         The Templargave a sickening laugh, Jacob watched as he dragged his sharpened knife acrosshis young love’s dirtied cheek; leaving behind a brutal line of fresh blood anda pitiful whimper. The Templar addressed Jacob directly now, “You’ve beenmucking up Master Starrick’s plans from the very beginning and I intend to stopyou. I’m going to start with your lover here and then maybe I’ll move onto yoursister just to get the point across. And if you’re still fit to take on theTemplars, well then we’ll just have to come for you next time.”

         The Templarwas so distracted by his own pompous speech that he hadn’t realized that Jacobwas free and his men were dead until Jacob had already slid a knife gracefullythrough his chest. Jacob then made quick work of his love’s restraints thankfulthat they were still breathing and he made a promise that he would never allowdanger to find them ever again. Though, his vow to protect his love might notgo over well with them but something like this would never happen again.

         Sam was stupid to believe thatsomething like this wouldn’t happen he had been a damn fool. If you screw overtoo many of the wrong people that kind of shit catches up to you. But he neverimagined that he would be in this deep; ambushed as soon as he walked into hishotel room; he had thought he had been so careful but he was wrong. When thehaze in his mind cleared he realized that he was tied to a chair and therestraints were too tight for him to break. What was worse was seeing his loveracross the room in a similar position but they were battered and bruised andseemingly unconscious. Sam desperately tried to call out to them, “Baby! Canyou hear me? Wake up, babe…. Please.”

         At his lastdesperate call another voice entered the room and it sent shivers down Sam’sspine, “Oh I wouldn’t bother Samuel they lost consciousness just before youdid. They put up an admirable fight but the pain was just too much.”

         Sam grittedhis teeth, “Julian, what the hell are you doing here? How did you find me?”

         Julian onlychuckled, “Oh come now, Samuel…you were so easy to find. You and your little paramour…”He circled around Sam’s chair, “As for why I’m here… did you really think thatI wouldn’t notice that you stole from me. Now I intend to get what I came herefor.”

         Sam tried tosound tough, “I don’t have what you’re looking for Julian.”

         Julianwalked across the room and Sam saw him brandish a knife as he approached hislover’s seemingly unconscious form, “See, I think you do and you’re going totell me where it is or your little treasure here is going to pay the price.”

         Sam was desperate,“I don’t have what you’re looking for, Julian!” Julian didn’t spare Sam aglance as he drove his knife into the arm of the unconscious form before him,an earthshattering howl of pain from his lover sent Sam over the edge, “I soldit, okay? Just please stop! Please!”

         Julianlooked over toward Sam, “Who did you sell it to?”

         Sam wasshaking now, “I don’t know! I didn’t ask for his name; all I know is that hewas the highest bidder; some rich snob.”

         Juliantwirled his knife, “Well, now that is too bad. In that case, I don’t see areason to keep your little lover alive any longer.”

         Just before Julian could bring theknife down one final time Sam screamed out, “Wait! What if I could find yousomething better? Something more valuable?”

         That haltedhis actions, “Like what, Samuel?”