Balancing the Scale
by
NekoSama

E-Mail: [email protected]
Rating: NC-17 for violence and sexual content
Warning: Rape, torture, and death. This fic is very, very dark. DO
not read if you get bothered easily.
Summary: Eberts and Darien get Alex's son back
Spoilers: The Choice and Flash to Bang
Disclaimer: They are not mine and I'm not getting paid for this.



      Darien and Bobby glanced back and forth to each other. The
Official had just told them that Eleanor Stark and her child had been
taken back by Jared Stark.
      "Oh man," Darien groaned. "Who's gonna tell Alex?"
      "I will," Eberts piped up.
      "You? You're gonna tell her, Eberts?" Hobbes snapped.
      "Yes, Robert. I am capable of-"
      "Shut up, Eberts!" the Official barked.
      "I don't have a problem with Eberts telling her," Darien
offered.
      The Official thought for a moment and then nodded. "Go ahead,
Eberts."
      Eberts bowed his head and left the office. He walked quickly
down the corridor and up the stairs to her office. He and Alex had
just started dating right before she had found her son. He knew how
hard it had been for her to give her child back
      She'd spent most of the night in his arms sobbing. He saw a
side of her that no one else at the Agency had. He was so surprised
that she wanted to be with someone like him, but now that she was, he
wanted to do everything in his power to make her happy.
      Alex looked up as she heard a knock on her door. "Come in,"
she called.
      Eberts walked in rubbing his hands together.
      "Albert!" she smiled and walked over to him. She embraced him
tightly placing a warm kiss on his lips.
      He welcomed her kiss, glad that it would postpone what he had
to say for a least a few moments. He let her tongue enter his mouth
and sucked on it lightly.
      She purred deep in her throat her hands moving down his back
slowly.
      He deepened the kiss exploring every corner of her mouth. He
groaned when her hands reached his ass and squeezed. They parted for
air after another minute. Eberts sighed realizing he had to give her
the news now, before things went any further.
      "What's wrong?" she asked noting his expression.
      "Alex, love, I just got some news about... your son," he took
a deep breath.
      "What? What happened?"
      "It seems that Stark found where they were keeping his wife
and the baby. The guards were murdered and they were both taken," he
finished.
      Alex's world spun. Eberts was able to catch her when her legs
lost all of their strength. He carried her limp form over to the
couch.
      "How...the Official said..." she sputtered weakly. 
      He quickly grabbed a glass of water and gave it to her
holding the glass so she could drink.
      Eberts looked directly into her eyes. "We're not sure yet
what happened, but It's being investigated even as we speak," he told
her.
      She just nodded. After giving James back to save his life...
and now it seemed it was all for nothing... unless... "Do they know
if she went willingly or not?"
      "It appears that she did. My suspicions were confirmed when
the information she provided us turned out to be false," he set the
glass down and took her hands in his.
      "That BITCH!!" she screamed the strength returning to her
body filling it with rage as well.
      "Yes, well, we have everyone looking into the matter," he
tried to calm her down.
      She took a deep breath and focussed on the man in front of
her. "I know, Albert. I'm not angry at you. It's just so unfair," she
ran her hand down his arm.
      He shivered as her fingers brushed over the bend in his arm.
      A smile curved on her lips. "Stay right here," she ordered.
      He sat motionless running his tongue over his lips which had
suddenly gone dry. He felt a rush of warmth come to his cheeks when
he heard the lock on her office door click into place.       "Since it
will be awhile before anything can be done about it, how about you
help me pass the time, Albert?" she purred seductively.
      "Of course, my love," he replied taking her into his arms. He
unzipped the red leather top she was wearing and pushed it off her
arms.
      She shuddered in pleasure when he raised her arms pulling her
white shirt over her head. Her small firm breasts bounced softly
teasing him.
      He took the bait, encasing the stiff dark nipple in his
mouth.
      Alex threw her head back letting out a low, breathy moan.
      He moved to the other nipple giving it the same treatment
while pinching the first one lightly.
      She ground back and forth on his lap, moaning even louder.
She was rewarded by the feeling of his growing arousal between her
legs.  
      Eberts released her nipple and crushed his lips against her
own driving his tongue into her mouth hungrily. She swirled her
tongue around his. He moved his kiss down her neck sucking and
nipping her there. The kiss went even further down her body, from her
shoulder and then in between her breasts.
      She panted as his hot mouth seared her skin, marking her. He
teased her nipples quickly, then moved even lower. His tongue dipped
into her navel tasting the nice salty skin.
      Alex drew in a sharp breath from the
sensation.  "Oh....Albert....don't stop..." she called out.
      He unzipped her red leather pants and worked them down and
off her hips. He pulled her boots off so he could take her pants off
completely. "Ooooo...no underwear. I think that's sexy," he told her
in a sultry voice. 
      "I knew you'd like that," she replied.
      "Let me show you exactly how much I appreciate it," and he
spread her legs open wide moving between them.
      Alex almost levitated off the couch when his tongue made
contact with her hot, wet opening.
      He took a long, deep taste of her loving the sounds that she
made. He entered her, his tongue brushing over her g-spot.
      "Albert!" she screamed, her body clenching around him.
      He moved his mouth to her swollen clit sliding two fingers
inside of her.
      She arched her back her head rolling back and
forth. "Ohgodohgodohgod..." she chanted her climax spilling over her
entire body.
      Eberts continued to lick and stroke her until her body
stiffened and she cried out his name hoarsely, as his fingers were
coated with warm cum. He withdrew them easily and then licked them
off, savoring the sweet and salty taste.  He leaned in and kissed her
as she finally came back to herself.
      She kissed back with enthusiasm tasting herself on his lips.
She gripped him even tighter, holding his hard body next to her own.
      Eberts sighed when she rolled over on top of  him.
      "Your turn," she grinned wickedly.
      He smiled back at her ready to submit to her every whim.
      She loosened his tie and took it off setting it aside.
      He sat up a little allowing her to take off his jacket and
shirt.
      "Raise up for me," she ordered and he complied so she could
finish undressing him. "Put your hands together," she told him.
      He did as she said and she tied his wrists together with his
tie and pulled them over his head securing him snugly to the arm of
the couch.
      Alex got even hotter seeing him like this.
      Eberts laid back and waited to see what was next. He didn't
mind being submissive to her, especially after he found out about the
things that had happened to her when she was younger.
      It helped her a lot to be able to feel in control of things.
She lowered her head and kissed him deeply. She moved quickly kissing
him everywhere.
      He groaned softly when she licked his nipples, they were so
sensitive. His groans grew deeper as she sucked them as well. She
loved hearing him respond to her touch. She moved lower and finally
reached his groin.
      His erection was very impressive, the flesh was taunt and the
tip was light purple. She licked the tip tasting the drops of fluid
that were already leaking out.
      "Mmmmm...Alex...love...." he murmured.
      She took him into her mouth inhaling his intoxicating scent.
She buried her face in his groin the short hairs tickling her nose.
She ran her tongue up and down the shaft sucking him gently. Her hand
massaged his balls feeling the velvety soft skin.  She noticed how
they began to tighten under her touch.
      "Allllllllllexxxx...." he almost sobbed her name.
      She put her fingers around the base of his penis firmly and
then released him kissing the
head as she let go. She waited another minute before moving herself
over his waist.
      "Ahhhhhhh!!!!!" they cried out in unison as she lowered
herself onto his rock hard erection. She sat still for a moment,
impaled on his manhood. It felt wonderful to be touched so deep
inside.
      Eberts purred deeply. Alex shook her head her luscious hair
cascading over her shoulders. She steadied herself by placing her
hands on his hips. "Albert, God....love you..." she called out
increasing her movements.
      "Yes...I love you too..." he returned thrusting up to meet
her.
      She moved even more frantically as her body spasmed around
him tightly. "ALBERT!!" she yelled before collapsing on top of him.
      "Alex...." he almost wept her name as he came inside her
deeply. They laid there very still for a few minutes. Alex kissed
Eberts softly. She untied his hands and slid off him.
      He whined in protest, but she came back a moment later
blanket in hand.
      "I didn't want us to get cold," she murmured. He nodded and
curled around her. He was glad she had a lock on her office door.

*****

      Alex hovers over Eberts' shoulders as he types into her
computer.
      "Ok...THERE! Found it!" he exclaims.
      "What?" she asks.
      "It appears that Stark was able to locate his wife with a
sophisticated tracking device. Apparently she had it with her the
whole time. It left a unique frequency signature."
      "Great work, Albert!" she hugged him tightly. "Can you locate
where she is now?"
      "I think I can," he began typing at a furious speed. "Uh
oh..." he drew in a deep breath.
      "Now what?" Alex groaned.  "She appears to be at the main
Chrysalis headquarters right now," he replied.
      "SO? Now that we know where they are we can just go in and--"
      "No. That would be too dangerous," he cut her off. 
      "But, I don't care--" 
      "I DO care! Alex, I couldn't live if you got killed trying to
rescue your child," he explained to her.
      Her face softened when she saw his expression. She never in
her life had anyone who cared that much about her. "Albert...I..."
she tried to convey her feelings.
      "Here, let me get you something to drink," he offered.
      She nodded and her went over to and poured her a soda.
      He added a few drops of a tranquilizer from one of the darts
used on Darien. He'd 'borrowed' a gun from Claire's lab yesterday.
      Alex took the drink gratefully and drained it in a few
gulps.  She slumped over a minute later.
      "I'm sorry I had to do this, love, but I know there would be
no other way," he lifted her and laid her down on blanket. He took
the gun and put it in the back of his pants and went in search of
Darien.

****

      Darien left the Keep after receiving his shot. He saw Eberts
coming down the hallway. "Hey, man, what's up?" he called to Eberts.
      "Darien, I need your help."
      Darien paused for a minute seeing the intense look on Eberts'
face. "What's up?"
      "I've located where Alex's child is and I need you to help me
get him back," Eberts explained.
      "Ok...why are you asking me and not telling Alex?" he asked.
      Eberts sighed. "Her child is in the main Chrysalis building."
      "Oh...wait...you want me to break into Chrysalis' highly
secure building? Are you nuts?"
      "Darien.... please..." Eberts gripped his arms. "We need to
do this now. I just gave  Alex a sedative so she won't have to go in
there herself. I want to do this for her I...." he paused. "I love
her and I want her to be happy," he finished.
      Darien just stared at Eberts for a moment. "Ok... I'll help
you. I suppose you have a plan in mind?" he asked as they walked out
to Darien's car.
      "Of course," Eberts gave Darien a huge grin that almost sent
chills down his spine.

****

      They arrived about half a block away from the Taurus
corporation. Darien was going to quicksilver both of them.
      After they were inside, Eberts would go to the day care
center and Darien would locate Stark. It was well after 8PM so there
was minimal staff in the building.
      Stark was working late. He'd just finished a meeting with
Arnaud and was sitting quietly in his office. Arnaud went down to his
own office to finish something up before leaving.

****
      Eleanor was in the nursery playing with her son. She's just
set him down when strong arms wrapped around her body.
      A hand clasped over her mouth. "Don't make a sound," Eberts
hissed into her ear.
      She nodded as he dragged her into the adjoining room.

****

      Darien crept into Stark's office. He smiled noting that the
door had been left ajar. 'Someone must like me!' he laughed
inwardly. "Well, well, well, if it isn't the main man himself,"
Darien taunted as he desilvered.
      Stark moved to press a button on his desk, but Darien moved
with superhuman speed grabbing his hand. "Uh, uh, uh," he scolded.
      Stark's eyes widened with fear as he saw Darien's face with
the blood red eyes. "What do you want, Darien?" Stark asked trying to
mask his fear.
      "First, I want you to lock the door to your office," he
ordered.
      "And if I don't?" Stark asked.
      Darien sneered and broke one of Stark's fingers relishing the
wonderful sound. Stark screamed in pain. "I'll break another one of
your fingers," Darien answered
      Stark crawled over to the door quickly and locked. Darien
skipped over to him and held his sore hand. He pulled on a second
finger breaking it quickly.
      Stark screamed again. "But...I did...what you...said..." he
stuttered.
      "So? I never said that I wouldn't break it anyway."
      Stark tried to squirm away from him.
      "I'm so sick and tired of you getting your way you sick
bastard!" Darien growled. "You've gone and done unspeakable things
and never had to  pay for any of them. Well, guess what? Payment is
well overdue and I'm here to collect," Darien loomed over Stark.
      "You'll never get away with this," Stark spat at him.
      "Of course I will, my dear Jared. There's no one who will be
able to get in here before I kill you. You do know that I'm gonna
kill you, right?"  
      "You can't! You're supposed to be one of the good guys,"
Stark tried to reason with him.       
         "Look into my eyes and see if I care," he hissed.
      Stark cowered away from him.
      "Look at you. You thought that you could fuck people over and
be safe. Well, now you're gonna know what it's like to be fucked!"
Darien grabbed Stark roughly.
      Stark tried to move , but Darien overpowered him easily even
without the extra strength from the QSM. He ripped Stark's clothes as
if they were made of paper. He took the belt and wound it around
Stark's wrists roughly jostling the two broken fingers.
      He pushed Stark down on the floor so he was on his knees his
head pressed to the floor. Darien licked his lips as he saw Stark's
nice pale ass sticking up so invitingly.
      Stark was sobbing like a baby unable to speak any longer.
      Darien hummed to himself as he undid his own pants. He was
already hard just thinking about that fun he was gonna have with this
bastard before killing him. He moved between Starks's legs. "I want
you to know that I'm gonna enjoy this as much as you're gonna hate
it."       
        "Darien...please..." Stark tried to reason with him again.
      "SHUT UP!" Darien bellowed. "Did I give you permission to
speak, let alone call me by my first name!" he cuffed Stark  hard
across the shoulders causing him scream. He hit Stark a second
time. "Do you understand?"
      "Yes..." he answered. 
      "Yes, WHAT?" Darien growled pulling back and Stark's shoulder
popped out of the socket.
      "Yes... master..." Stark choked out.
      "Good boy," Darien patted Stark on the head like he was a
dog.  Darien moved back into position between Stark's legs.
      He held Stark still with one hand as he guided his erection
to Stark's tight opening. He pushed in just far enough to cover the
head of his cock. He gripped Stark's thighs tightly and rammed
forward with all of his strength.
      Stark let out a tortured howl which was music to Darien's
ears. He felt flesh tear under his assault as he pumped back and
forth a few more times.
      Stark's body hung limply in his embrace.
      After a minute Darien got an even more cruel idea. He knew
that Stark had years of pain to pay for and that he would only have
limited amount of time to keep hurting him.
      "Just a moment, Jared," Darien told him as he pulled out.
      Stark was almost relieved but something in Darien's tone
terrified him even more.
      Darien grinned as he saw the blood trickling out of Stark's
body. He placed his bloody erection back in Stark's asshole and then
quicksilvered himself.
      Stark shrieked in one continuous stream. The sensation went
from hot and burning with pain to below freezing multiplying the pain
by a tenfold.
      Stark was now limp as a ragdoll as Darien pounded into him.
His voice was now hoarse from screaming. The blood that had been
pouring out of him was now frozen and stuck inside of him. His sides
had frostbite burns in the shape of Darien's hands.
      Darien finally climaxed filling Stark's body with cum and
more quicksilver. He just shook and collapsed into a heap when Darien
let go of him.
      Darien desilvered, his eyes lidded like a pleased cat. Seeing
Stark in front of him so broken brought and evil smile to his lips.
Darien used the remnants of Stark's shirt to clean himself off before
getting dressed. "And now for the final event," Darien sighed.
      Stark glared at Darien with tear  streaked cheeks. "Finish
it..." Stark whispered.       
        "Anxious, are you?" Darien picked up Stark's limp body. He
quickly twisted Stark's head, finally snapping his neck. Darien
doused Stark's body in lighter fluid and threw a match, destroying
any evidence. He left the office in search of Eberts.

****

      After Eberts had taken Eleanor into another room he had
simply broken her neck. After what she had done to his beloved Alex
she didn't deserve to live. He went back into the nursery and bundled
up James placing him in a car seat.
      Eberts saw Darien coming down the hallway. He could tell that
Darien had gone quicksilver mad, but he'd have to get him out to the
car first.
      "Come on, Fawkes," he called to him. Darien sneered at him,
but followed him outside.
      Eberts sat James down in the car and strapped him in. Darien
leered at Eberts and was going to attack as Eberts shot him in the
shoulder with the trank dart.
      He dragged Darien into the car and strapped him in. Eberts
got back to the Agency in record time.
      Alex was just waking up in her office as she heard the squeal
of tires outside. She rushed downstairs seeing Eberts taking a baby
out of Darien's car. He handed James to her and pulled Darien out of
the car.
      Before she could say anything Eberts spoke. "Fawkes went
quicksilver mad helping me get your son back. I need to get him down
to the Keep."
      Alex nodded and held her son in one hand while helping him
drag Darien with the other.       Claire had already gone home for the
evening, but Eberts had read enough of the files to know how to
dilute the counteragent.
      He gave Darien the shot while Alex held her child. "Albert,
how..."
      He turned to face her. "Just know this, Stark will not be
bothering either of you ever again."
      Alex nodded.
      "I need to stay with him until he wakes. I'll come by your
place later," and he kissed her gently.
      "Thank you, Albert," she smiled tears streaming down her
face.
      "I love you, Alex," he replied.
      She left the Keep with James in her arms.

****

      Arnaud had watched the entire scene in Stark's office. "I
never knew Fawkes had it in him," he mused.
      With Stark gone he would be able to integrate himself further
into Chrysalis. He left
the building before the fire trucks showed up. He made sure that
nothing would be left evidence wise before he left.
      He wanted to be able to deal with Darien himself, and it
wouldn't be good if Darien got arrested.

****

      Darien blinked a few times as he woke up in the chair in the
Keep. "What...where..." he stuttered. Memories began flashing back to
him. "Oh. My. God." he turned to the side of the chair and got sick.
      Eberts rushed over to him, wet cloth in hand.
      Darien shook uncontrollably, the tears streaming down his
face. "I... Eberts...I..."
      "Darien, it's ok," Eberts tried to soothe him.
      "No, it's not!" Darien shouted pushing Eberts away.
      "Whatever happened, you have to remember you were quicksilver
mad at the time," Eberts reminded him.
      "But... it doesn't make up for what I did," Darien sobbed.
      Eberts held Darien in his arms. "Maybe if I tell you
something, then you won't feel quite as bad," he started. "When you
went off to look for Stark, I killed Eleanor. And I don't have the
excuse of quicksilver madness to hide behind. I did it out of pure
anger for what she did to
Alex," he confessed. 
      Darien stared at Eberts blankly.
      "But I also knew that as long as that woman was still alive
she could hurt Alex. I'm assuming you killed Stark as well," he
stated.
      Darien nodded.
      "Now Alex and her child will be safe. And what happened
tonight will stay between you and me, all right?" Eberts asked.
      "But...I'll never be able to forget..." Darien tried to put
his feelings into words.
      "I'm sure that you won't, but remember, what we did tonight
helped make a terrible wrong, right," he tried to reason with Darien.
      Darien knew that everything that he had done to Stark was
payback for everything that
Stark had dome to so many others, but he wasn't sure if he'd be able
to live with the memories.
      Only time would tell. 
      Eberts turned off the lights in the Keep and they both left
for the night.

Fin.
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