Once More With Feeling ZAINTSEE AU

Finally over

Zee ran as fast as his legs could carry him, desperate to get Saint and make sure he was safe. He reached the hall and saw Saint on the floor with a figure hovering over him, grabbing him by his collar. Once he realised the figure was Matt, Zee lost all control. "What the fuck are you doing?" He said picking him up and throwing him out of his home. He followed Matt into the street where he lay, groaning, before he had the chance to speak Zee slammed his fist into his face. "You think you can come to my home and hurt my Saint again?" He screamed at Matt, as trickle of blood ran down Matt's nose. "Over my dead body."

Saint was shaking on the floor trying to process what happening. He knew he opened the door then... Wait was it really Matt he saw? Saint heard a commotion coming from the street outside and staggered to his feet. "...hurt my Saint again, over my dead body." He heard just in time to see Zee punching Matt in the face. Saint could feel his breathing getting ragged and a panic attack looming. Despite knowing that Zee coukd easily take Matt in a fight the thought of Zee being hurt in any way was unacceptable, even if that meant being arrested for assault. He ran to Zee and grabbed his arm.

Zee kept tight hold of Matt's collar and was about to raise his fist again when he felt someone grab his arm. "Please stop Zee..." Saint pleaded "...We can call the police and let them deal with him." Zee turned to look at Saint. All the anger immediately evaporatedand all that remained was concern. "Are you ok?" He said opening his clenched fist and gently placing his palm on Saint's cheek. He already knew the answer, he could feel Saint trembling and see how hard he was qorking to control his breathing.  "Bunny, go inside and call the police, I'll hold him here til they get here." He said softly, praying Saint would be able to cope long enough to do what he was asking. Saint didn't answer he simply pulled his mobile out of his pocket and called the police while slowly walking into the house and locking the door behind him.

"I fucking knew it!" Matt screamed from the ground, attmepting to break free of Zee's grip. "This is all your fault! If you just left us alone, he would have been better. He would have belonged to me." He raged. Zee looked down at him and tried desperately to keep his temper in check but this bastard wasn't making it easy. "He kept saying he didn't but I bet he let you fuck him didn't he? Bet showed all his slut tricks to the great Zee! Did he..." And with that Zee's last shred of control slipped away. He lifted Matt to his feet by his collar and pulled him closer, close enough for Zee to smell the disgusting stench of alcohol oozing from Matt's pores. "Saint is not a slut." He said punching Matt hard in the stomach. He leaned in and whispered into his ear "What ever me and Saint do is none of your fucking business. I swear if the police don't send you away for a long time I will make you pay with my bare hands and if you ever, and I mean fucking EVER, go near my Saint again I will kill you." Zee finally let out all the rage he'd been hiding and it felt good.

Matt's eyes were wide with fear and that was exactly what Zee wanted, for that bastard to feel even a tiny amount of the pain and fear he'd caused Saint. "In fact..." he said menacingly "fuck the police, I'll make you pay my self." He pulled his arm back again to begin the beating Matt so desperately deserved when again someone grabbed his arm. This time it wasn't Saint it was the officer from that first morning. "Sir, it's ok, we've got him from here." He said calmly. "Your partner probably needs you right now so why don't you go to him and I'll take this..." his eyes flicked up and down Matt with undisguised disgust "...gentleman into custody?" Zee immediately dropped Matt, leaving him on the floor like a rag doll, and ran to the house to check on Saint.

Once Saint had locked the door, he'd put his back against it and slid to the floor. He somehow muddled through the call to the police then began hyperventilating to the point he felt he was going to pass out. His ears were ringing and his heart felt like it was about to beat out of his chest. He wanted to go and check on Zee to make sure he was alright but he couldn't move, he was still helpless and the thought made tears begin to spill.

When Zee got to the door he was about to begin pounding on it for Saint to let him in then he realised that Saint would already be terrified and loud sudden noises wouldn't help at all. instead he gently lifter the letterbox and peaked through. "Saint?" He said, doing his best to keep his voice soft. He listened and could hear Saint crying close to the door. "Saint, it's Zee. Matt is with the police now so you're safe." He said. "Can you let me in? Please?" He waited and prayed Saint would be able to follow what he was saying. Saint was so relieved to hear Zee's voice but he was still frozen to the spot, unable to do anything but cry.

"Saint," Zee said slightly more firmly "You've done so well and I'm so proud of you but can you do one more thing for me? Can you try and slow your breathing? I'm right here with you. Just take a big breath for me baby please?" Zee could feel the tears falling from his eyes as he began to really panic. "I'll try..." Saint said quietly. Hearing Saint speak did something to alleviate Zee's nerves. "Ok, that's great!" Zee said with a weak smile. "Just keep trying for me..." It took a while but with Zee's gentle coaxing Saint was finally able to stand up and open the door.

"I'm so sorry Zee..." Saint said the second he opened the door. Zee grabbed him in a big hug "You have nothing to apologise for, you did so well!" Zee said gently, while kissing Saint's head. They stood in the door way hugging for a while until the nice police officer came over. "I just wanted to let you know he's at the station now and he won't be bothering you any more. I need to take your statements but that will do tomorrow. I hope you're both OK." They thanked him then headed inside. Zee led Saint to the sofa keeping hold of his hand, he hoped Saint could rest but he still seemed fidgety. "Is there anything I can do or get you Saint?" Zee asked aanting so badly to make Saint feel even a little better. "Is it ok if..." Saint began crawling onto Zee's lap and nuzzling into his neck. "Of course. Zee said. After a few minutes he felt Saint's breathing evening out and heard his light snores and finally felt himself at ease.