That afternoon, Alex got dressed for the second time that day. He smiled at Bailey, who was already dressed, since the settings on the protection had been turned down, and he was able to use his powers indoors now. He was very happy about that, seeing as it had taken him less than a minute to get fully dressed.
Alex had already told Bailey about Jorden's situation, after they had both recovered from their fierce lovemaking. The brown haired man was surprised, having never heard of enhanced genetics. He was willing to work with the man, regardless. He had told Alex that it was not a criminal he saw when he looked at Jorden, but a scared, untrusting young man.
"So, shall we?" Alex grinned at his lover, who nodded happily. "Oh, you might want to take your taser, as a precaution. I'm not sure how he will react to us."
Bailey frowned. "Did they remove the inhibitors? I can understand if they didn't."
Alex smiled softly. "Yeah, they did. He was given a room in the west building, where the settings haven't been changed. He shouldn't be able to use his powers."
Bailey cocked his head, thinking. "I don't know. He's not completely human, and he doesn't have mutant powers."
"Yeah, I don't know how that works, baby," Alex sighed. "Ready?"
They made their way over to the west building, talking to the security guards there to find out which room he was in. Going up to the third floor, they made their way down the hall to room 108. When they did not receive a reply from knocking, Alex opened the door slowly.
Jorden was sitting on the twin bed, calmly sorting through the belongings that had been overnighted to him. He did not look up when the two men entered, but did seem to tense up.
Bailey glanced up at Alex, grimacing nervously. Alex only shrugged, moving closer to the light blond man. When he did, Jorden turned his head toward him slightly, remaining silent.
"Uh...hi," Alex smiled at Jorden, who still would not look at them.
Jorden sighed deeply. "Hi," he answered shortly. "Are you here to question me some more? I guess I'm supposed to join your team. It would have been nice to have a say in it."
"I thought the captain said you agreed to it?" Bailey looked confused. "Didn't you come here because you wanted to help us?"
Jorden finally looked up at them, his green eyes cold. "I do what they say. That's how it's always been. I thought it had been made clear that I was not to be put on a team, but I guess they decided to change that," he lowered his eyes to his bags again, unwrapping a small figurine of a cat, which the other two found to be fitting for him. Carefully placing it on a shelf, he turned back to them. "What do you want, anyway?"
"Just to say hi, and see how you were doing," Alex glanced at Bailey.
"Well, as you can see, I'm fine. They will probably move me to your housing, once you decide I'm going to be on your team," he growled, sounding very much like a cat. "That'll be okay, except that I will have to pack and unpack again."
Bailey smiled at him. "If you let me help you with that, it would be done very quickly."
Jorden regarded him warily. "I thought S.T.A.R. stopped hiring speedsters a long time ago. You eat too much, therefore costing the organization too much money," he studied Bailey's face thoughtfully. "You do have very nice eyes, though. That counts for something."
Bailey looked away. His eyes had been one of the main things that had intrigued his kidnappers the year before, and also why he had been raped. He had been a virgin before then.
Alex glared at Jorden, who was beginning to piss him off. "Shut up. You have no right to judge Bailey, especially since you are just a..." he stopped when Bailey laid a hand on his arm.
Jorden watched them carefully, then frowned. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. I was just surprised to meet a speedster, that's all," he said quietly. It seemed as if his mood had suddenly changed.
"Uh, huh," Alex was still irritated. "Well, I hope the rest of the team decides that you are okay, so I can teach you some respect."
Jorden looked bored. "Are you done? I'm really quite tired, so if you would leave, it would be appreciated."
Bailey smiled at him. "Sure, we'll leave. You didn't have any more questions, did you, Alex?"
"No," Alex answered, glaring at Jorden. "Let's go, and let the cat sleep." He walked out of the room, letting Bailey close it.
As soon as they were out of hearing range of Jorden, Alex turned to his boyfriend. "Damn, he's irritating! I'm not so sure I want someone like that on the team. He has mood swings worse than any woman I have ever met, seeing as he was all nice and helpful last night. That's not even what pissed me off the most. It was the way he acted to you," Alex shook his head.
"Well, he's right about me eating too much," Bailey smiled at him. "I eat three times as much as you guys do."
Alex laughed. "You do, but you have a much faster metabolism than the rest of us. It makes me wonder if you think faster than we do, or do you have the ability to control that. I've heard that some speedsters can't."
Bailey grinned. "Growing up with two sisters, I have had to learn to slow down my thought pattern. Now, I can choose to think in super speed, or normal speed."
"So, if you want to tune me out, you can just think in super speed," Alex smiled. "I can't believe I have never asked that before now."
Bailey grinned. "I would never tune you out. I hate it when other people do that to me."
"Yeah," Alex agreed. "So, I think we should leave out moody cat alone for a while, and go enjoy the rest of our day off." After he had finished speaking, he remembered what the captain had said about Bailey having the ability to heal through his blood. He turned to his boyfriend, smiling. "Actually, baby, the captain was wondering if you would be willing to give some blood to help the agent that got bitten by the vampire. He says it could possibly heal him."
"Really?" Bailey looked surprised. "If it'll help him, I would be happy to give blood."
"Are you sure it wouldn't bring back too many bad memories for you?" Alex asked, concerned.
Bailey shook his head. "If it does, I'll be fine. Memories are there for a reason. If I didn't have those, I wouldn't appreciate how good I have it now. That's why we have the ability to move on."
"That's true," Alex pulled him into a tight embrace. "I'm just glad I had the chance to meet you."
"I am, too," Bailey said softly. "So, let's go to the lab, so I can help this guy get better."