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"Do you want to postpone tonight? Get some sleep?" Kasey worried Noam was pushing himself too hard. He'd heard the mental stress in his voice when he'd told him about having to talk to the families today.

"No, I want to see you. We can be lazy. You have to be tired too."

"I am, but I'm not working."

"You home?" Noam asked.

"No, visiting with Bryon." It was as much of the truth as he could tell.

"Well, enjoy yourself. I've got to meet with the district attorney in an hour, then head to the office for a bit. I'll call when I leave there. Guessing it might be closer to seven tonight."

"I'll grab dinner and be over when you're home. Don't push yourself too hard." Kasey wished he could do more to help him. He almost felt guilty because it had been his actions the night before that caused Noam to have such a rough day.

"I will. Talk to you then." Noam hung up.

Kasey sighed, thinking about how several times now Noam had responded to the home of the person that the team had stung. He was playing with fire. If Noam knew he was one of the vigilantes that were taking down pedophiles, he'd have no choice but to turn him in.

Noam was good about not talking about his cases, but in time, he was sure the subject would come up, and Kasey needed to be ready for it. He had to make sure he looked shocked and surprised that someone would go around cutting peoples' cocks off.

Fuck, how was it that he finally found a man who he could see himself falling in love with and their jobs paralleled each other enough that it put him in danger?

He stared out the kitchen window, wondering if he could really bring himself to quit the team. What would he do if he did? He didn't have any skills. He'd worked construction for a while, but had hated it. He loved what he did now. He didn't want to quit, but he didn't want to give up Noam either.

It wasn't a decision he had to make right away, but it was one he would need to probably make in time. No matter what, he needed to watch his step. It wasn't just his life on the line, but the whole team's. Not to mention all the kids who would suffer if the team was taken down. He couldn't let that happen.

With nothing to do but wait, he headed back into the living room, not in the mood to go sit home alone. The last thing he needed was to overthink the situation. Like the rest of his life, things would hopefully fall into place as they should, he just prayed that he didn't end up in a prison cell when it happened.