Title: Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Spider?
Author: Carina Scott
Pairing: Warrick/Jim (who else?)
Rating: FRM
Summary: Warrick comes to Jim's rescue.
Disclaimer: I don't own, please don't sue.
Author's Notes: I was reading the challenges on the website and came across Karen's Reciprocity challenge. I couldn't remember if anyone ever took it on, but I figured it couldn't hurt to give it a try. Hope you enjoy!

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"You are not serious?" Warrick asked his lover in disbelief.

"Dammit, Ricky this is not funny. Just kill it for heaven's sake."

"Come on Jim, what would Gil say," Warrick teased his lover loving the way Jim's face reddened when he was pissed. Or was that fear?

"Screw Gil. I swear to God Ricky, if you do not kill that damn spider I will not have sex with you for a month," Jim exclaimed before pulling the covers back over his head.

"You wouldn't last."

"You wanna bet?"

"Okay, okay. I'll kill the spider, but only if you do something for me."

"I can't believe you are blackmailing me now of all times."

"Hey, what good is black mail if I pass up a prime chance to use it?"

"Fine, what the hell do I have to do to get you to get rid of the damn spider?"

"You have to agree to do whatever I ask." Warrick replied as he stood to collect the spider from the ceiling. Watching as the little insect crawled along his hand, Warrick waited for his lover's reply. "Come on babe, yes or no."

Realizing that Warrick wasn't gonna tell him until after he complied, Jim gave in. "Whatever you say Ricky, just get rid of it."

"Okay, I'm gonna go flush it, you get the handcuffs."

"Handcuffs?" Jim asked as he peeked from beneath the covers, to make sure the coast was clear. Seeing his lover walking away, naked as the day he was born, Jim pulled the covers back.

Pausing at the doorway, Warrick looked back at his lover. "And that ugly brown tie of yours I hate so much. By the time I get back I want you lying flat on your back, blindfolded, waiting for me to cuff you to the headboard. Got it?"

Immediately responding to the desire in his lover's eyes and command in his voice, Jim scrambled off the bed in search of his handcuffs and tie. "I got it. Don't be too long,"

"Don't worry; I'll be back before you know it."

Walking into the kitchen, Warrick pulled a jar from the cabinet. Placing the arachnid into the jar, Warrick sealed the lid, leaving it loose enough to allow air inside. Laughing quietly, Warrick watched the insect for a while. He wouldn't tell Jim yet, but this spider wasn't poisonous. In fact, this wasn't a spider at all, just a harmless member of the arachnid family. He would take it to Gil on his next shift and let him decide what to do with it. He might not like creepy crawlies, but he didn't feel right killing them if they didn't pose an imminent threat. Maybe he had worked with Gil for too long.

Turning out the light in the kitchen, Warrick headed back to his bedroom. He had saved his lover from the big bad spider, and it was time he was rewarded.

THE END