When The Walls Come Down

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Title: When The Walls Come Down
Author: aerye
Pairing: Ray and Ray preslash
Rating: PG13
Length: shortish-middling
Why I'm reccing this fic: because the structure is brilliant, the tension is unbelievable, the story is heart-wrenching, and the preslashy subtext is awesome. i don't usually go for the hurt/comfort thing, and this is just enough not h/c. and of course i love these boys and how much they need each other and how they balance on the edge of realizing it.


Ray shivered. It was cold as hell, and the stiff breeze from off the lake blowing in through the broken windows didn't help any. "Eddie swore to me this was the place," he said irritably, as he followed Vecchio down the stairs. "He said he saw the deal go down." He kicked an empty bottle. It made a satisfying hollow rattle as it rolled across the floor.

"Eddie Sanchez?" Vecchio sounded surprised.

"Naw, Eddie Casino. That motherfucker." He crossed his arms over his chest. It didn't make him feel any warmer. "Well, fuck. Now what?"

Vecchio grinned and shrugged. "I say we rattle Mr. Casino's chain. Get ourselves a refund. C'mon--I'll flip you for bad cop."

Ray snorted and grinned reluctantly. He hated when Vecchio got all reasonable. "You need to get a life--" He stopped.

The sound was low and hollow, almost like the long drawn out moan of a man in pain. Deep and reverberating, it started soft and got gradually louder, and then subsided. Ray looked around and then glanced at Vecchio, who looked just as mystified. The noise came again, louder this time, moaning and creaking with the sound of metal abrading. They exchanged another glance, quick and nervous, and drew their guns, twisting so that they were back to back. Vecchio whispered, "What the hell--Shit!"

The walls came down around them.


When The Walls Come Down

Comments

[brynnmck.livejournal.com]

Oh, I loved this. Thanks for reccing it! :)