A/n: A bit short but maybe a part 2?

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Love lots -AV

"Are you sure they won't figure this out Scotty?" Mitch asked as he watched his husband supervise the crew loading their cargo onto the boat.

"I promise you. I've paid off everyone on the dock, no one will be looking at anything. There's no way this shipment is going to be stopped."

"But..."

"But nothing. I always take care of everything don't I. We haven't had a ship intercepted in nearly four years."

Mitch glared at the tall blonde, "and what happened when the last one got raided? Huh?"

Scott looked toward Mitch with pleading eyes, begging him not to bring that up. It was dark time for the both of them. The last time one of their shipments had landed at this particular port, it was immediately swarmed by agents. Scott, of course, was on board overseeing the entire process. He was sure he'd made arrangements and gotten everyone who would have ratted  them out gone. He had been careless though and missed one.

The DEA took him in. Thankfully Mitch hadn't been with him during that shipment. However, it just meant the brunette was on the run unable to get any correspondence to his lover for fear of also being captured. They were apart for months before Scott found a way out of prison and they were finally reunited.   

"We don't talk about that Mitch."

"I know you don't like talking about it but I feel the need to bring it up. Especially when you're going back into Valencia."

Scott sighed heavily, uncrossing his arms from over his chest and pulling Mitch toward him. "I'm going to be fine. I've staked it out, went over my plan twenty times. You've probably went over it double that. Foolproof."

"I just can't go without you anymore. I lived in hell those five months you were gone. I was terrified to even walk outside. I wasn't sure who to be more scared of the cops or our competitors. Without you I'm a sitting duck."

"You did just fine on your own baby. You can hold your own, I've seen it. Do I need to remind you when you took out four of Cruz's men alone? Besides I'm leaving Kevin and Kirstin here. I'll take Avi and Matt with me. You won't be alone."

Mitch burrowed further into his husband's arms, "I'm just scared."

Scott smiled sadly, he knew Mitch would worry until he was back at home in their bed. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to the brunette's temple.

"Boss, everything's good, we're set to leave," called Scott's second in command.

"Coming Av," he answered before turning back to his husband. "Give me your hand." Mitch did so, allowing Scott to kiss the S tattooed on his ring finger. The brunette returned the kiss to Scott's M. "Do you remember the night we got these?"

Mitch nodded, "the night you got out, you said you didn't ever want to be without your ring again."

"Exactly, they took it from me when I went in. I want everyone to know I'm a taken man. And I love my husband very much. And I'm going to miss him."

Mitch was sniffling trying to fight the tears, "he's going to miss you too. He loves you more than you'll ever know. And he says you better hurry your ass back home." He cracked a small smile at the end, looking up at Scott. The taller boy leaned in for a passionate kiss before he stepped back and boarded the ship. Mitch stood on the dock flanked by Kevin and Kirstie, waving and blowing kisses to the man now leaning against the railing.

Now he just had to wait and hope that Scott made it back.