SERIES: A Good, Honest Man (AGH)

TITLE: Siren's Call

AUTHOR: Silver

EMAIL: SilverJones3@aol.com

FANDOM: Magnificent Seven

ALTERNATE UNIVERSE: ATF (Alcohol Tobacco & Fire Arms)

PAIRING: Ezra Standish/VinTanner

DISCLAIMER: Not mine, damn it. Never will be, damn it. This was made for fun. No money was or ever will be made from it.

RATING: R implied m/m, maybe NC-17 by the time I finish it.

WARNING: First Time, Violence, Language and AU

ARCHIVE: Yes, please

NOTE: Blame this one on Joe Diffe's 'So Help me Girl' and the Heartache it causes.Thanks to the bestest KS for being my friend and for being my beta... which ain't easy people believe me...A big thank to The Magnificent Two list for their wonderful encouragement. Jo Ann has been a saint and Antoinette has the patience of one. With out these Ladies there would be no Silver or this new series.

Follows Nightmares & Connected

A Good, Honest Man 3: Siren's Call
By Silver

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He had let the phantom pain once again to control him. It had been three days since he had let a nightmare and one word ruin his life with Vin. But could he really call it that? What kind of life is that? To love someone so much that he would shore up his heart for fear of the past repeating itself. No, that wasn't a life and certainly was no way to show someone you love them.

Ezra Standish had isolated himself from everyone on the Team. He couldn't do it anymore. No, he wouldn't do it anymore. He grabbed his suit coat and walked out of his office. He looked neither right nor left as his purposeful stride took him to the waiting elevator. He pushed the button for the parking garage but when he got there he changed his mind and pushed the top floor button. It was dark already and he wanted to be close to the stars. He had made a decision he wanted a life with Vin but that meant coming clean. Telling Vin why he was running all the time. What he was really afraid of.

The elevator ding brought him out of his terrifying thoughts. He practically flew up the stairs and out of the door onto the roof. He walked over and sat
on the ledge, his feet dangling over the side.

He knew it would e so easy for him to just close his eyes and push off from the ledge. For just a minuet he would be free. Free from pain. Free from everything that caused the pain. He had been this close so many times and every time he had to fight the urge to do it. To let it all end. Once and for all. And every time he had fought to find an excuse to pull back from the edge of the abyss. The lure of the peace that the abyss would bring him; this was his siren's call. The soft-spoken Texan's "Don't do it," broke the siren's sweet song for now. Ezra took a deep breath as he turned to face his lover. He slid down the ledge wall he had been sitting on.

"How did you find me?"

Vin sat down next to his gambler "Your car was still here and it was already dark. Took a chance that ya would be up here."

Vin looked up at the stars his southerner loved so much and then back at his lover.

"Why?"

"Why what Vin?"

Ezra refused to look at Vin. Vin knew this was going to be difficult and he wanted to see Ezra's eyes, so he could be sure he was not getting a snow job. Again. He slipped his finger under Ezra's chin and gently raised it, causing Ezra to look him in the eye.

"Why do ya sit there like your deciding whether or not your gunna jump or not?"

It was time for his swan song. He would tell Vin everything. Vin's reaction would be his answer on whether or not he would once in for all answer his siren's call for eternal peace.

to be continued in

'False Impressions'