Since pretty much everyone who reviewed Pure Hell asked for this…

Title: Pure Hell (Dino's Story)

Author: Aeon Cole

Rating: FRT

Warning: Slash

Fandom: Proof of Life

Pairing: Terry/Dino

Challenge: 50ficlets

Table: One

Prompt: #3 Pain

Word Count: 565

Summary: Sequel to Pure Hell. This is Dino's part of the story.

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.


It wasn't so much that Dino had forgotten as it was he didn't want to remember, not that night but the preceding week. The truth of the matter was that the entire week was burned into his memory as well. He remembered being alone with Terry at the base camp. He remembered being distracted. He remembered the assault on the camp and he remembered being grabbed from behind. He remembered seeing Terry run and he remembered hearing shots fired. Then he blacked out, probably hit on the head.

The next thing he knew he was gagged and hogtied, being dragged through the jungle. All he could think about was that he hoped that Terry had gotten away safely. He was deposited into a hut and left alone. He struggled to get out of his bonds but his kidnappers had done a professional job.

He'd spent the night like that, his mind racing. He needed to find a way to get free. He needed to find a way to get back to Terry. He was coming to terms with a lot of things, the big one being his feelings for his friend. He had begun to realize that Dino the loner, Dino the womanizer, Dino, Mister Aloof, had fallen head over heals in love with Terry Thorne. Now he wondered if he would ever see him again. He had no idea if Terry felt the same way but he didn't care. If and when he got out of this he wouldn't keep his feelings hidden any longer.

The next morning two men entered the hut and trained AKs on him. A third man came in and untied him. That's when the interrogations started and that's when Dino's training kicked into full gear; name, rank, and serial number, nothing else. It made for a fairly repetitive week and he could tell his kidnappers were getting frustrated.

He'd managed to fake an injury right at the beginning giving his captors the impression that he was physically weak. His ploy had paid off eventually as the guards on his hut became more lax. By the end of the week he was being left completely alone and unguarded. This was when he'd made his move and snuck out of the camp.

He'd stumbled around in the jungle for another full day before he came upon a village and was able to get word out that he was alive and safe. When Terry had shown up with the team he'd had to muster a lot of self control and not grab his friend and pull him into the nearest hut. He did manage to wait until they were back at their hotel.

"I thought you were dead," he heard Terry say. When he looked into the other man's eyes he saw something there that made his heart skip.

"You're not going to get rid of me that easily," he quipped and took Terry's hand.

Before he knew what was happening, Terry had pinned him to the wall and covered his mouth with his own. Dino melted into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Terry's neck. He remembered that night, a mixture of pain and pleasure, laughter and tears. They didn't come out of their room for days and when they finally emerged, Dino was walking with a distinct limp that he blamed on his captivity but they both knew better.