Cut and Run 2 - Sticks and Stones

his gun where it lay on the table with his wallet. A look at the clock confirmed it was the middle of the afternoon. He’d hate to pull a gun on somebody welcoming him to the neighborhood, so he went to the door without the weapon and pulled it open.
    Ty stood on the top step, his head cocked slightly and a small smile on his lips. “Nice neighborhood,” he offered.
    “Hey,” Zane said in surprise. He hadn’t seen Ty in almost two weeks, though they’d talked on the phone a few times. He’d missed seeing Ty, more than he thought he should.
    Ty merely gave him a smug smile. “Can I come in?” he asked.
    “Of course,” Zane said, stepping back and leading the way into the apartment. It wasn’t a big one. A decent-sized front room with a couch, coffee table, and TV was separated from the kitchen by a bar, and a doorway to the right opened to a small hallway that was just big enough for four more doors: two bedrooms, a bathroom, and a closet. A washer and dryer were in a closet by the back door. It was more than he needed.
    Ty looked around the living room as he walked into the apartment. He slid his hand into his jeans and shrugged uncomfortably as he turned and faced Zane again, giving him an uncharacteristically nervous smile.
    “How are you feeling?” Zane asked, looking him up and down. Despite the slight show of nerves, Ty looked pretty good, actually: clean-shaven, color back, not so worn out, mostly relaxed, though not totally. The only time Zane had seen Ty totally relaxed was after he fucked him into the mattress. It had been a while.
    “Better,” Ty answered with a nod. “No longer dying,” he added with a small smirk. The quirk to his lips fell, though, and he raised his chin slightly as he looked at Zane. “I need to talk to you,” he stated, his voice calm, but his posture screaming he was dreading the coming conversation, whatever it was about. Zane wondered if Ty realized how much he showed his partner through his expressions and body language. He suspected not.
    The apprehension was catching, apparently, because Zane felt it tighten around his chest. “Well. Sounds like a reason for a smoke break,” he said, gesturing to the door at the far side of the kitchen. Ty nodded, not even offering a disapproving word about the cigarettes. He followed Zane out, glancing around at the bits and pieces Zane had unpacked as they went.
    Zane stopped outside the screen door and picked up the pack he’d left sitting out on the railing. He shook it, sliding the lighter out, and lit up as Ty joined him. He looked over his partner’s face, trying to see some sort of clue about what he had to say.
    Ty was looking out over the backyard, his lips pressed into a thin line, his eyes worried. He looked around and then sat down on the top step with a heavy sigh. “I had some time to do some thinking,” he said after a moment of silence.
    “Deuce kept Mara distracted, hmm?” Zane tapped ash off into an ashtray he’d left on the wooden porch railing.
    “The shovel did, actually,” Ty answered as he looked up at Zane and smiled fondly. Zane grinned and chuckled as he watched the smile light up Ty’s eyes. It got him in the gut, and he took another drag off the cigarette to combat the feeling. Now wasn’t the time. Ty continued to look up at him, watching him hesitantly as if trying to gauge his mood. Finally, he dropped his eyes. “I know what I’m about to say probably isn’t what you want to hear, and I’m sorry. But I need to say it, regardless,” he said apologetically.
    Sighing softly, Zane sat heavily beside his partner. It didn’t sound good, what Ty was hinting at. They sat side-by-side silently for a moment, Zane still with his cigarette, both hesitant to continue the conversation.
    Finally, Ty cleared his throat. “I don’t know how else to say it, Zane, so I’ll just come out with it,” he said quickly as he raised his head and looked at Zane with a stubborn set to his jaw. “Despite the desk work and the near-death experiences and the bullshit in the mountains….” He took a deep breath and blew it out heavily. “The last couple months have been some good ones, and it’s solely because of you,” he told Zane slowly.
    Zane raised one brow, surprised. But before he could think of anything to say, Ty shook his head.
    “I like being able to wake up to you. I like knowing you’ll be there if I need you,” he continued, obviously uncomfortable with what he was saying but