They finally got a call. Stupid vampire. Linc was so grateful to just get out of the house.

"Time to work!" Grayson smiled.

"Good." Linc was thrilled.

Linc drove and Grayson gave directions. This felt normal. It was three days away. They would have to camp. Shit. Linc cursed in his head.

He used to love this. They pitched the tent and worked to set up camp. They had a routine and Linc relaxed into it. They had a fire and were eating before Linc knew it. He wasn't gay. He was killing Rachel for suggesting it.

Grayson knew something was up with Linc but he wasn't saying anything. Linc was still not okay. They always talked and joked around. Grayson made a funny comment and Linc just smiled a little.

This wasn't normal and Grayson hated it. He was forcing him to talk soon. He was keeping it professional until they got this vampire and turned him in, then they were talking.

They drove and made it in two and a half days because Linc pushed it. They captured two vampires and Linc drove to the agency to release them to the Rehab Center for Vampires.

They just called it The Rehab. They didn't talk or joke like they used to. Grayson was upset too. He thought they were okay. Linc said they were.

They were on their way home and Grayson took the wheel. He insisted. He stopped on a gravel road in the woods. "What is your problem, Linc?" He glared.

Linc sighed. "Nothing. Okay. I'm fine."

Grayson glared. "No. We haven't talked in four days. What is your problem? I thought you were okay with me being gay?"

Linc glared. "This isn't about you so get off my back!" He stepped out of the car and paced. "Just leave me alone!"

He was upset. He hated that something changed. Fucking Rachel. "Rachel said.... She needs to keep her nose out of other people's business."

Grayson got out of the car. "What did Rachel say?" He was curious.

Linc shook his head. "No. It's nothing, Gray. Nothing. Let's just get home."

Grayson looked at Linc. "It's good to hear you call me Gray again." Linc looked at him. "You were calling me Grayson for a week."

Linc sighed. "I didn't realize that. Man, I'm sorry. I had this weird talk with Rachel and it's messing with my head!"

Grayson stared. "What did she say?"

"Nothing." Linc shook his head. "Fine." He couldn't say no to Grayson. "She suggested....I still can't believe she....she said...." Linc took a breath. "She implied that the reason I was so upset was because I was..." He was going to pass out.

Grayson stared. "What?" He was lost.

Linc sighed. "Gay! She suggested that my real problem was that I was gay!"

Grayson laughed. "Linc. You aren't gay. I would know."

Linc looked up. "Really? Are you sure? I am freaking out!"

Grayson laughed. He walked over and put his hands on Linc's shoulders and looked into his pretty blue eyes. "Linc? You are not gay. Do you want to know for sure?"

Linc stared. "How?"

"Kiss me." Grayson smiled.

Linc blushed. "No fucking way! Get off me! Okay, I'm not gay." He took a breath.

"See. Not gay." Grayson smiled. "Loser."

Linc raised an eyebrow. "Loser? How am I a loser?"

Grayson watched Linc. "You are straight. Being gay is much more fun." He smiled.

Linc just laughed. He inhaled. "Thanks, Gray. I am feeling better."

Grayson nodded. "You remember how I found out I was really gay." He stepped forward and Linc backed up. He almost tripped. "I am kissing you to prove you're not gay. It's the only way."

"Fuck no you're not. I told you I'm good. I'm not gay. Rachel is an idiot that should keep her nose out of my business." Linc walked past Grayson and got in the car. "Come on!"

"Yes, dear!" Grayson laughed. Linc glared and they joked all the way home.

Linc was feeling back to normal. They practiced and laughed. They talked while they boxed. It felt like old times. Linc wasn't gay and he was relieved.

He felt normal again until he laid down. He had actually avoided going to bed for two days after the last hunt. He filled his days and nights working out and staying busy. But he was tired. He laid down and was asleep.

He was with Gray. Gray pulled him to his room and kissed him passionately. Gray ran his hands down Linc's body and Linc was very ready.

Linc moaned as Gray touched him and he kissed Gray harder and slid his hands over Gray's muscled chest. He felt so great to touch. This man was so hot.

Linc woke up sweating again. That dream seemed real and then he realized he was turned on. His body was betraying him. What was that?

He thought this was over. He could feel Gray's hand on him and he was squeezing him in the dream. It was nice.

"No! It wasn't. That was a nightmare." Linc was trying to convince himself out loud.

He was going crazy and his arousal wouldn't go away. He kept feeling Gray's body in his arms. He had to get some sleep. No one would know so he thought about the dream and finished. He had to get rid of the arousal and go to sleep. How old was he?

Linc crawled to breakfast and just drank coffee. He felt terrible and didn't sleep all night. He was hard and kept having dreams about Grayson. He was getting pissed. Grayson walked in and sat. He looked grumpy.

"You guys look awful." Rachel pointed out. She set a platter on the table. "How was the hunt?" They usually talk about it when they come home and this time they didn't. Something was off.

"It was fine. Nothing phenomenal. I didn't even kill the vampire this time." Linc sighed. He needed to kill something.

Grayson smiled. "It was routine, really. I'm going out. Call if you need anything." He took off and hadn't eaten anything.

He had a horrible dream last night that was fantastic and confusing. He dreamed that he pulled Linc to him and kissed him. It was a great dream and the kiss was amazing. He was shocked that Linc kissed him back in the dream. He was a great kisser.

In real life, Linc would punch him. It messed him up and he couldn't look at Linc. Grayson could feel Linc's body against him and he loved it.

It was a hot dream but reality sucked. Linc was straight and Grayson already knew he had a crush on Linc. He would have to put an end to that thought. Linc was straight.

"I'm uh, going out." Linc walked out. He followed Grayson. He wasn't sure why. "Gray, can we talk?" He rushed to his side. He had to put an end to this.

"Sure. What about?" Grayson was afraid to look at Linc.

"I have to be honest with you." Linc grabbed Grayson's arm to stop him. "I had a dream about you last night and I am fucked up!" He took a breath. "I know it was nothing but it seemed so real and..."

Grayson stared. "What kind of dream?"

Linc sighed. "Well, we ...you know?" He couldn't say it and shouldn't even talk about it.

"What? Did we have sex?" Grayson smiled and that wasn't on purpose.

"No! Nothing like that." Linc inhaled and just lied to his friend. It was more than a kiss. "I...in the dream we kissed. Okay? It was nothing but I am concerned about what that means? I'm freaking out!"

Grayson stared. "Have you ever had a dream like that about me before?"

"No. No, Gray. Never." Linc sighed. That was a lie. He had dreamed about Gray a lot with much more detail than a kiss. Every time he went to bed and on top of that they were getting worse.

"Then it was nothing, I'm sure. I have to go." Grayson walked off. He took off at a jog through the woods. Linc cursed and walked back to the house. It was nothing. He tried to forget about it.

A/N: I work nights and this was a night off...this is what I'm doing with my free time! I may need help! Ha ha! Enjoy!