Affair With The Agent

Chapter Six

(Dipper)

Chris grins as he pins me to the soft bed.

He pushes his hips against mine.

"Stop! Get off me!" I yell.

I hope the camera is getting this.

The world needs to see how my husband's a monster.

Chris carefully strips me of my clothes. 

I manage to push him off me.

"You stupid little wh*re! You're nothing without me! Nothing!"

He grabs his whip and pins me to the ground.

He wraps the weapon around my neck and tightens it.

I struggle to breathe.

"Go to sleep you sl*t," Chris whispers in my ear.

I feel my eyelids flutter close as I try to stay conscious.

"Go to f*cking sleep."

I feel a few tears fall down my face as I black out.

(Bill)

I rush to get to Mason.

I kick the door down, ignoring portocal.

I leave my team behind and try to find the bedroom.

I reach a locked door.

I pound on it.

"New York Police! Open up!" I yell as the rest of my team catches up.

The room goes silent.

I kick the door down and find Mason, unconscious, and underneath his husband.

"Put your hands where I can see them!" I demand.

The man pulls out a gun and presses it again Dipper's head.

"If you shoot, your 'Pinetree' gets to die," he hisses.

"I want to talk to you. Just you," he adds, glaring at me.

I nod to the other officers.

They slowly leave.

"Put your weapon down, and I will too," I say.

We both slowly lower our guns.

"You know, you're too late. The damage is done. Mason will forever be mine," Chris says.

"He's done with your abuse. You'll pay for what you did," I growl.

He shrugs.

"Mason will never be the same... Not after today. He's damaged! Broken!" Chris laughs.

"I will help put him back together then," I say confidently.

Chris swings his fist at me.

 I easily dodge and pick up my gun.

I point it at Chris' hips and shoot.

He cries out in pain.

Not fun being in pain now is it?

"F*ck!" He screams.

My team bursts into the room.

"Call a medic," I order.

They nod.

Only then do I run to Dipper.

I hold him in my arms.