I Still Love You
"I don't want to die." His voice trembles as he looks up at Evan and Russell with wide blueish-grey eyes, his skin paler than usual and it breaks both older agents' hearts.
"Oh sweetheart, you aren't going to die. Why do you think that?" Evan wraps his arms around Case's shaking body, holding him tight and running a hand through his hair, gently pushing it away from his face.
"She won't stop...it's too much" Case sobs and Russell quickly wraps his arms around both of them, holding them tight as Case cries into Evan's chest. "I don't w-want to hurt you g-guys."
Russell shakes his head, "You aren't going to hurt us, kiddo. Everything is going to be fine. Just breathe for me, okay? Listen to my breaths."
Evan watches as Russell guides Case through a breathing technique, his heart swelling as Russell cups Case's face gently and reassures the young man. Case nods, still crying, trying to believe the two men who were like fathers to him.
"I hate it." He whimpers, and Evan's heart breaks. The ugly side of him wants to hurt someone, to bathe in the blood of the people who inflicted such pain on Case. He can tell Russell isn't faring any better, his eyes hard and hands shaking but he's keeping a calm expression for the sake of Case.
"I know, sweetheart. I'm so sorry," Evan holds Case tighter, his own tears falling. "I'm so sorry."
Russell and Evan hold Case all night, going through his episode with him, no matter how loud he yells and no matter how hard he hits. When he finally passes out in their arms, Russell carries him to his bed and tucks him in, Evan watching behind him with an empty expression.
"I can't be here." He whispers, and Russell turns to look at him in confusion.
"What? Where are you going?"
Evan shrugs, "CIA, kill some stupid fucking bastards. Maybe start a new world war."
"Evan..." Russell warns, and Evan glares at him, storming out of the room and the older man follows him. "Evan, the person who did this to him is dead. There's nothing else we can do besides help him."
Evan shakes his head, scoffing. "Look at him, Russ! He's in so much pain! He's just a baby, he's my baby. Our baby."
Evan falters, unsure where that came from, and Russell is staring at him with wide eyes. But he relaxes, closing the distance between them and caressing Evan's face.
"I promised you I would take care of Case. With you. He is ours."
Evan looks up at him, eyes softening and so many emotions are swimming in those dark blue depths. They don't know who leaned in first, not that it mattered.
"Make me forget." Evan whispers, and Russell nods, pressing a soft kiss to Evan's lips.
"Anything you want."
You're the love of my life.