I Almost Said I Love You-Chapter 5

*the next day, the mayor's death was all ovr the news on every media conceivable, revealing the suspects, which included a shot of Oz's pic*

Ozzy had woken up later that day, getting himself a coffee and slumping in his chair in the living room, flicking on the t.v before groaning as he saw the new, seeing he had been put as a suspect. Flicking the t.v off, he sighed and leaned back, sipping his coffee.

*his next door neighbour had his TV on full blast, n frm Ozzie's verandah, slightly muffled sounds of the news still broadcasted out, speaking of a little recent updates of the situation*

Ozzy blinked and scowled. He couldn't stay here and listen to this. He had to go out and find that virus. Getting up, he grabbed his keys and pulled on his coat, heading out to look for Thrax in his car.

*he forgot tht he still had the radio on, n the news was broadcasting new information*

Newscaster: We have received information tht they have hired a special agent into the team to investigate. Not much is known abt this person bt we do knw the name is Agent Thrax Roja assigned frm the special medics unit...

Ozzy's eyes widened as he slammed the breaks on the car, slamming into the windscreen with a wince. "W-what?!" he called out, holding his head. No, this was bad! This was very bad! Biting his lip, he decided to head to the FPD, hoping the virus would be there.

*at the PD, the press was trying to get some interviews of the case frm the Chief n Thrax, who was standing beside him*

Ozzy parked up, staying in his car while the press was out there, frowning. What was Thrax up to? He gripped his wheel tightly with a frown. He had to figure it out.

Thrax: *answering the questions n caught sight of Oz scowling at him in the car n smirked inwardly before going bk to the interview*

Ozzy blinked in surprise when he was caught sight of, quickly looking away and huffing. Quickly adjusting himself to look different to get passed the press, he got out. going around and heading inside.

*the Chief finally dismissed the press and entered the office building, offering Thrax a drink, in which the virus accepted in a sort of gentleman manner, tht it totally contradicts his original chara*

Ozzy, once he had his appearance back to normal, headed over to the chief. "Ah, chief! I need to speak to you..." he began, glancing to Thrax before quickly looking away. "... Now."

Chief: *surprised to see Oz there, excused himself n followed Oz* Wht r u doing here, Jones? U knw ur on the suspect list. This is gonna raise voices

"Come, chief! You still don't think it was me? It's rediculous! But that's not why I'm here... that virus, it's him! That guy you're with... it's him!" he said in a urgent hushed voice so only he could hear.

Chief: Of course I dont think it's u. The autopsy confirmed tht it was a viral attack, which rules u out, bt they're still taking precautions *sees Oz's hushed voice n his gesture at Thrax* Him? Are u kidding me? He just got here today. We picked him up at the stomach just this morning.

Ozzy blinked in surprise. shaking his head. "Chief, it IS him. I swear to you! On my own life, I swear it's him. ... If Drips was here, he'd back me up on it, too..." he said, almost sounding saddened.

Chief: *hesitates a little before continuing* Look, I knw ur a little tripped up, bt this here is not who u think he is. We just picked him up frm the stomach wen we had the call frm the officials saying tht he was stranded with no one to fetch him. He was called in by the mayor abt a day before he died. He's like ur friend Chill the Flu-shot, although he's not for flu. He volunteered to assist on this case. He's on our side, Jones

"He is not my friend!" Ozzy suddenly shouted, hands clenched as his body shook. He just wanted someone to believe him, and the only person who ever came close was sent away, leaving him alone again.

Chief: Jones, this is not the time to be immature. The mayor is dead n we need to find the killer. Ur not a cop anymore n u r still in the list of suspects, so get ur act together. Stay out of this n let us handle this, OK? I've got work to do

Thrax: *appears* Is there a problem, officer?

Ozzy gritted his teeth. "I'm not being immature, Frank damn it! I'm trying to help! But you never accept it!" he called out blinking in surprise when Thrax appeared, gulping hard.

Chief: Nothing wrong. Just a little disgruntled ex-worker I need to handle, no worries. Agent Roja, meet Osmosis Jones, our ex-cop in the force, best in the business

Thrax: *smiled in such a gentleman way, totally diff frm his chara n held out his hand* Hello. Agent Thrax Roja, Black Death vaccine-shot, at ur service

Ozzy suddenly slapped the hand away and glared up at the taller male, shaking his head. "You may have all these fooled, but not me! I'll prove that all this is your fault, Thrax." the first time he ever said his name, and with such a malicious hiss before he turned and stormed off.

Thrax: *despite Chief apologizing to him, he was not the least bit offended. In fact, he smirked deviously as he watched Oz leave*

Ozzy growled as he slammed his car door shut, gripping the wheel tightly. He couldn't believe he had done this! Three days and he had ruined his whole life...

Thrax: *excused himself n went out of the PD, seeing Oz still in his car, he then approaches Oz's side n leaned against the door, tapping at the window with a smirk*

Ozzy jumped as he snapped out of his thoughts, scowling as he put down the window a little. "What the hell do you want? Leave me alone!" he snapped at him, glaring up at him.

Thrax: *speaking in his gentleman way* Tht wasn't much of a good start to a professional friendship, was it? I was hoping we'd be...well, partners or something, tho ur Chief is not authorized to hire u bk coz u were dumped by the late mayor...

Ozzy blinked in surprise before he scowled. "I wouldn't work with you to save my Frank damned life! I'm not falling for this act, so leave me alone!" he hissed, gripping the wheel tighter.

Thrax: I beg to differ, Jones. In fact, I think this is going to go reli well btwn us. Btw, baby *whispered in his usual malicious voice* How's ur back, n how's ur ass? *laughs*

Ozzy growled, his eyes narrowing more as his hand shot out,, punching the other hard in the face to knock him back before he slipped out of the window, tackling him to the ground.

Thrax: *was knocked bk by Oz's sudden punch to his face n fell to the ground as he was tackled. He still continued to laugh as he was being stared dwn by the angry face of the cell* Baby, baby, baby. U look so sexy wen ur upset

Ozzy growled darkly, grabbing him by the front of his shirt, punching him hard again. "I hate you! Shut up, just shut up!" he called out, punching him harder, his body shaking with anger.

Thrax: *laughs evn though he gets pummeled, then saw frm the corner of his eye some guys frm PD n the Chief coming up, then had his arms covering his face to keep up appearance*

Chief: Hey, hey, hey!! Wht the Frank are u doing, Jones?! *ordered his men to pull Oz away frm Thrax*

Ozzy blinked in surprise, panting softly as he was pulled off of Thrax, his eyes narrowing in annoyance. "He started it!" he called out, struggling around.

Chief: * helps Thrax* I am so so sorry. I dont knw wht got into him

Thrax: No worries, Chief. I understand. *chuckles as he put on his facade* It's not easy being laid off, I presume. No offence taken

Ozzy's hands tightened into fists as he stuggled more, growling. "Frank damn it, stop it! Stop with the act!" he called out, it hurt his head too much. "Chief, you've got to believe me!"

Chief: Pls, pls, go bk inside so tht we can review some of the cases and u, Jones *turns to him* Cool it! Go home n do whtever u want, bt dont come bk here, ever! Unless I tell u so, got it? *gestured the men to let him go before he left along with Thrax without looking bk at him*

Ozzy slowly sank to his knees, his eyes wide as he watched the men head back into the building. He shook, gripping at the ground as he squeezed his eyes shut. He refused to cry... he wouldn't! He couldn't...

Thrax: *steals a look at the forlorn form of Ozzie frm the window n smirked to himself, before getting dwn to business with the Chief*

Ozzy Slowly got to his feet and climbed into his car, slowly heading home, feeling like all the energy had been drained from him.

*at home, there was a bouquet of flowers n a box of chocolate at his doorsteps*

Ozzy blinked as he walked to his door, looking confused as he picked up the items and headed inside his apartment. "Who...?" he mumbled, looking them over.

*there was no name or card tht came with it*

Ozzy frowned a little before sighing, putting the flowers in some water and sticking the vase on the coffee table before sitting down, opening up the chocolates. Looking them over before starting to eat them, not really caring.

*the chocolates were fine, one of each a different filling, so there was no foul play in it*

Ozzy felt a little happier has he ate the chocolates, they tasted nice. Licking his fingers, he looked to the flowers before leaning close and sniffing curiously. "Mm... they actually smell nice..." he mumbled, eating more of the chocolate."

*Ozzie's cell phone rang, the ringer ID indicates Leah calling*

Ozzy blinked, slowly pulling out his phone and answering. "Hey Leah... what's up?" he asked, leaning back and eating the chocolates once again.

Leah: Hey, Jones. Just calling to say how ur doing...so...how're u doing?

Ozzy blinked and sighed. "... I'm fine, Leah. Oh, hey... did you leave something at my door?" he asked, frowning a little to himself.

Leah: *sounded genuinely surprised* Me? No. I nvr went to ur plc. Why?

Ozzy blinked in surprise and looked down at the chocolates, slowly pushing them away as he swallowed. "Ehe, no reason... just wondering." he said.

Leah: Well, anyway, we bumped into each other at the crime scene the other day. Wht were u doing there, Jones? Surely not wht I hope u are being accused of

Ozzy blinked in surprise and frowned some, shaking his head. "Of course not! I heard about it and wanted to check it out for myself... And I know who's done it... but no one will believe me..."

Leah: It's tht famous virus of yours, I presume *it was just a lucky guess on her part*

Ozzy nodded. "It is! And he's now working for the PD! But... the chief doesn't believe me!" he said, sounding desperate

Leah: U mean Agent Thrax Roja, the Black Death vaccine-shot. Jones, he just got here. I picked him up myself by request of the Chief. I evn had someone carried his bags n all n his ID checked out. Ur talking abt the wrong virus here, Jones.

Ozzy felt his heart sink in his chest. The last cell he had... and she didn't believe him either. He dropped the phone and got to his feet, moving over to his bedroom and climbing under the covers. He couldn't take this, he couldn't take anyone not believing him.

Leah: Hello? Hello? *there was no one replying her on the other line. Worriedly, she tried calling the house line, bt the answering machine was taking it* Jones? Jones. Osmosis Jones, I knw ur there. Pick up the phone. *a short pause* Look, I knw ur disappointed bt u have to face the facts. U've got the wrong guy *sighs* ...Look, maybe ur a little confused. Probably a bit of a party would cheer u up. Colonic is having a bit of a welcoming party for Agent Roja, bt will be held at Agent Roja's home. I'd like it if u come. Maybe as a date, whtever u call it...U'll come right? Well...bye... *hangs up*

Ozzy just pulled his blankets over his head. He didn't want to go anywhere near that guy. But a date... she said a date. Was he getting somewhere with her? Though, she'd hurt him deep, not even believing him. Groaning, he curled up, closing his eyes and trying to get to sleep.

Thrax: *just got done with his stuff n saying his goodbyes to the PD staff. They were totally charmed by the suavity n gentlemen nature of Thrax, both men n women alike. Evn those who were apprehensive because of his viral look soon forgot abt it once he give them a charismatic smile. Refusing a ride frm the Chief, he went to somewhere no one would see him n glided to his usual vantage point, watching Oz as usual*

Ozzy was hidden under the blankets, sleeping not so peacefully as he tossed and turned, dreams filled with nightmares. He began to sweat a little, groaning softly.

Thrax: *noticed Oz tossing n turning n assumed he was having a bad dream. Oz seemed to be caught in his sleep, so he decided it would be a good idea to come close to him. He entered silently via the window n walked without a sound into Oz's bedroom*

Ozzy groaned softly, shaking his head. "Nnn... no..." he groaned out from his sleep, gripping onto his blankets as he squirmed around, his head turning to face the other, showing his cheeks were flushed.

Thrax: *sat gently beside him on the bed, watching him quietly as the cell continued to have his night terrors. Frm his face, he could tell tht he was probably dreaming abt the BDSM nights they had. Carefully, he reached out a claw n gently stroke his hair, calming him dwn*

Ozzy whimpered lightly in his dream, his dream filled with humiliation of the people he held close finding out about what the virus had been doing to him, being publicly humiliated by the virus. "N-no..." he whispered, teasing a little in his sleep as he was touched, but slowly started to calm down.

Thrax: * carefully reaches ovr to carry Oz n held him close to his chest, continuing to stroke his back n comb his claws thru his hair, singing something soothing in Spanish*

Ozzy ended up calming down and unconsciously buried himself further into the virus' torso, trembling a little still, tears budded in the corner of his eyes, but he had refused to let them fall.

Thrax: *sees the tears n wiped them away with the flat side of his claw, n rocks him gently to n fro, his singing slowing dwn to a hum*

Ozzy sniffled in his sleep, lightly clinging onto the larger male, eventually calming into hsi sleep, curling up more.

Thrax: *As soon as he calmed dwn some, he lay him bk on the bed n planted a kiss on his cheek while continue to stroke his hair, whispering* U r so beautiful. U have no idea... I will make u mine, no matter wht it takes *plants another kiss again before he left via the window n glided out*

Ozzy curled back under his blanket when he was laid down, groaning softly, his eyes tightening a little as he gripped the pillows lightly, sighing softly.