Tony drew his weapon and held it ready. He nodded at Sammy. Gripping the baseball bat in one hand, Sammy popped the trunk and threw it open.
Their passenger came out of the trunk like a viper striking at its prey, tire iron clenched in one fist, swinging wildly. The weapon grazed Sammy's face, leaving a minor scratch in its wake as Sammy lunged back, avoiding a full on crack to the jaw.
"Motherfucker!" Sammy clamped both hands onto the baseball bat, choked up a bit on the handle, and brought it around like a pro hitter and caught Jackson in the gut, knocking him back against the trunk with a loud grunt of pain. Somehow the bastard managed to hold onto his weapon and lunged forward again, a bit more awkwardly but still dangerous.
A strangled growl erupted from Jackson. He sprang for Sammy.
Tony stood back, his weapon lowered but ready. Sammy might seem just a sexy pretty boy to some, but Tony had seen him take down guys twice his size. Jackson didn't have a prayer.
The fat tip of the wooden bat caught Jackson in the face, spinning him around. Blood sprayed from his mouth as he dropped like a sack of potatoes. Sammy stepped forward quick, the bat already cocked back over his right shoulder again, biceps bulging.
"Enough!" The deep voice boomed from the shadows, halting Sammy instantly.
Tony turned slowly and watched the looming figure steadily appear through the lightly falling rain, forming out of the darkness and mist like some Frankenstein monster from an old horror movie.
Sammy squeezed the bat fiercely, lowering it only a bit as he backed away from the man on the ground and the one coming towards him.
"Jericho." Tony put away his weapon but wouldn't hesitate to draw it again in a moment's notice.
Jericho moved past Tony without acknowledgment. The man was truly of monster stock, a good six-foot-six or seven and build like a stone mountain. Tony suspected the man would have been locked away long ago if there had been a cage strong enough to hold him.
"If you damage him, Sammy…" Jericho's steel gray eyes bore into Sammy from beneath a thick, strong brow. "…you'll have to take his place."
From where he stood, Tony saw the shudder run through Sammy. The younger man took a few more steps back, clinging to the bat like a shield. Yes, Sammy had taken down guys as big as Jericho. But Jericho was a breed all his own and had Sammy swung on him, Tony was fairly certain the bat would've shattered into splinters against Jericho's granite frame.
Jericho stopped when he came to the man on the ground but his eyes remained on Sammy. Even Tony couldn't prevent a shudder from running through himself as he watched the formidable man study Sammy like a starving predator surveying its next feast.
Sammy was clearly afraid to take his eyes off Jericho, as if the man might pounce once he looked away.
"Don't be frightened, Sammy," Jericho said as his eyes raked over Sammy's solid, muscular body. "I could never mar such perfection." His eyes narrowed suddenly and he cocked his head just a bit as he stared at the minor cut on Sammy's face. He stepped over Jackson's groaning form and approached Sammy in a flurry of long, quick strides. Sammy tried to move away but Jericho was right there before he could flee.
Sammy's chest heaved –short, fast breaths gusting from his throat –as Jericho reached out and traced his fingertips over the small gash on Sammy's cheek. A real rage flared up in Jericho.
"Did he do this?" Jericho spoke low, barely audible, but Tony knew his words were ricocheting like bullets inside Sammy's head.
Sammy's eyes were wide. His throat worked fast as his pulse shot through the roof.
Jericho stood just inches from Sammy, his fingers lingering on the younger man's face. Tony's attention was drawn to Jericho's free hand, hanging at his side –twitching, then flexing loosely. Tony slowly reached inside his jacket and gripped the butt of his weapon. He fucked with Sammy about Jericho, but the man was unpredictable and extremely dangerous –and had a strange, disturbing fixation with Sammy, one that Tony understood but didn’t necessarily trust and he wouldn't hesitate to blow the man's brains out if he suddenly became a real threat to the younger man. Tony viewed Sammy like a younger brother, and in every situation they found themselves in, his safety was Tony's first and foremost priority.
"Easy there, Tony," Jericho said without looking around. "I mean your boy no harm." He let his fingertips fall away from Sammy's face, stroking down the younger man's jaw line as they went. He gave Sammy one last lingering, longing look before turning back towards his gift. His body instantly tightened as he walked to the man on the ground. Jericho turned and cast another glance at Sammy's slightly scuffed face then drew his foot back like a sledge hammer and nailed Jackson in the side with enough force to flip the man over onto his back.
Tony's brow raised as he shot a quick look at Sammy, who was watching the scene with a kind of sick horror on his nearly perfect face. He had to stifle the chuckle that rose in his throat. He could only imagine the thoughts spinning through Sammy's head right about now as Jericho –in his own twisted, brutal way –defended Sammy's honor.
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