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Rescue me, please	By : AriannaTrianash Category: Individual Celebrities > Denis Leary Views: 2834 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrity I am writing about. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-Rescue me, please
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Disclaimer: This story is of no consequence, and is only something I came up with because I totally love Denis Leary... to the point of well... sex...*cough*
Denis is a great man, and this is in no way implying that he would actually cheat on his wife with another person just to have fun. I am in no way trying to destroy his character... but the man is HOT for someone who's almost 50

I was running down the road, rather recklessly I might add. It wasn’t really my fault; I had been minding my own business when someone jumped me. I managed to get away though. You should be proud of me. I’m not exactly a large person, I appear really fragile to most, and I guess that’s what they found appealing. But like always, I do surprise people.
I scowled at this. Still being chased by the men that had grabbed me. I couldn’t remember much of the scuffle that had ensued, just that I had gotten away and was running from them now.
I couldn’t see much at the moment. My hair was in the way. I was getting exhausted and my face felt wet. It was really uncomfortable. I felt fire race up my side; I had been running for too long. My head was spinning.
All of a sudden, wham! I ran full into something soft, but solid. I felt arms grab me around the shoulders. I wasn’t as tall as the person I had run into, and had fallen as I ran into them. But then he spoke to me as I looked up.
“Why don’t ya look where you’re goin huh?” He said. “Woah, you alright?”
“Hey, hand the skank over and there won’t be a problem.” The leader said.
“No, I don’t think so. Go back where ya came from. Leave the girl alone.”
“The skank is ours.” The leader growled.
“Like I said, I don’t think so. Guys. Take care of this. She needs some medical attention.” The man said.
I got a good look at the man through haze filled eyes. It was someone that I’d seen in many movies and on TV. I looked around to see body guards escorting the thugs away forcefully. I looked back at him, Denis Leary.
“Are you ok?” He asked, I stuttered trying to get past his holding my arm.
“I’ll be fine in a moment…” I whispered.
“You don’t look it. Come on, I’ll take you to a hospital.” He said.
“No, I can’t. I just got here; I don’t have health insurance here yet. I’ll be fine.” I said. A hospital visit now would be bad.
“Ok. What do you plan on doing?” He asked
“I’ll just clean up at home.” I said.
“Ok. Here, I’ll get you a cab.” He said, I nodded and told him my house address.
That was when I passed out on him. I couldn’t be sure if he appreciated it at all. The next thing I knew I was waking in my room. I jumped up, surprised to find that he hadn’t taken me to a hospital.
“I was about to call a hospital.” He said, standing in the doorway smoking.
“Doesn’t matter. They’d have waited to treat me anyway, and charged too much. Hospitals are like that. They do some pretty stupid things, and won’t treat people without insurance sometimes.” I muttered.
“Yeah, well you took a pretty hard beating. Those guys were taken in to the police. You really should go to a hospital to get checked out if they were doing what I think they were.” He said, sitting in a chair in the doorway.
“You’re a lot nicer than people give you credit for, let alone from what I’ve seen on some of your stand up.” I said.
“Yeah. Don’t let that get out. I need to keep my reputation. I’m not a bad guy really. At least I hope I’m not.” He said.
“I don’t think you’re a bad guy, I mean, look at “Rescue Me” That’s a good show, and you give a face to the heroes in New York.” I said.
“Yeah, I bet. Rude and crude is what I do, and it comes through even with that.” He said laughing. He looked around for some place to put his cigarette out.
“I don’t smoke, so I don’t have ashtrays, at least not in here. Let me get you something.” I said, getting out of bed.
“Don’t get up. Don’t worry about it. I’ll go find it, don’t move.” He said.
He was gone for a moment and soon returned having put out his cigarette. I had friends that smoked, and was used to finding something for them to put it out in, and actually had an ashtray outside on the small porch.
“I suppose you’re too young to drink too huh?” He asked.
“I don’t drink beer, but I am over 21.” I said. He smiled in surprise.
I still couldn’t believe that he was even in the city, let alone my house. I thought it was some sort of hallucination and I was in a hospital somewhere lying in a coma or something. I guess it goes to show that if you do your best at escaping the mundane, your dreams can come true, in a manner. I told him where to find something to drink, and he was gone again, making me think even more that I was imagining it all.
I stood and began walking towards the door. My head swam. I reached the door and sagged. I felt arms around my waist, keeping me upright. He smelled of cologne. It reminded me of the stuff the guys at school would put on. I loved that smell.
“You need to eat more ya know? You’re a little scrawny.” He said.
“Yes mother.” I said sticking my tongue out.
“Don’t stick that thing out unless you intend on using it.” He said with a wink.
He smiled, laughing at my surprise. He made sure I’d be able to move on my own, before he walked away. I loved Denis Leary even more. This was a side of him that only I, and his family, got to see. It was amazing.
I went into my bathroom to wash up and change. I felt grimy. I looked in the mirror and stared. He had bandaged a cut those guys had so graciously given me. It looked like it had bled a bit more before stopping. I decided to take a shower. I wasn’t more than five minutes, and then I was out, sighing. It was great to be clean.
Denis was still out in my kitchen. I was wondering why on earth he was still here, he could have left at any moment. He had better things to do than baby-sit a 21 year old girl who couldn’t hold her own against some idiot thugs.
“You know, going around with wet hair like that can get you sick.” He said.
“Yes grandmother. Hasn’t done it yet though. I don’t get sick too easy. Besides, why spend money to do something that nature can do for free? We’re in southern Louisiana, I don’t think it’s going to get cold enough here, and it dries my hair almost faster than a hair dryer.” I said.
He just smiled and nodded. His smile, I loved that too. He finished off the Smirnoff he had been drinking. I just stood there and watched him as he looked around my house. I was still puzzled as to why he had even been here, let alone helped me.
“What’s up?” He asked, startling me.
“I’m wondering why your still here. I’m nothing more than a college grad you never met till last night when I crashed into you. I’m a nobody, yet you listened to what I asked of you, and your still here.” I said.
“I’m not like most guys in TV, you’ve already pointed that out. It’s good to get out and enjoy life with normal people. And speaking of which, you know my name, and I didn’t get yours.” He said. I shook my head slightly.
“You can call me Kailie. Kailie Nelson.” I said smiling.
“Sounds Irish.” He said.
“It isn’t really. I’m Hawaiian and English.” I said.
He stood up quickly and was soon standing barely inches from me. I could smell his cologne, and it made me dreamy. He looked down at me with his smile, and I felt myself blush.
“Well, how would you like to have a little Irish in ya?” He asked with a wink.
I stood there with my mouth open, just staring at him. This man just asked me that? Was I dreaming? I knew that I had said things like that about him to my friends, but to have him ask me something like that, him a married man and a father as well. He bent down and kissed me, I felt his tongue in my mouth.
I wondered what had gotten into him, but mentally shrugged. Not many people get this chance. I kissed him in return, our tongues playing war with each other. I felt his hands cup my face as he kissed me, trailed down playfully. He slipped his hands under my shirt, feathery touches across my stomach.
We had backed into a wall, kissing one another, nipping playfully. Our hands roamed the bodies of the person opposite. His hands ran through my hair, as he kissed me roughly.
We found our way to my bedroom, discarding clothes on the floor. He stopped for a moment and looked at me, as if asking permission. I nodded my head, ever so slightly. We fell back on my bed, kissing again. His skin against mine was like fire. I gasped in pain suddenly, which made him stop.
“Don’t tell me I was” he said.
“Yes, my first.” I said smiling.
“Then why?” He asked.
“Because, it was my choice.” I said.
With that I kissed him once more. He was surprised for a moment, but only a moment. He began to kiss me again, and I felt him again and again pump into me. I wrapped my legs around him, giving him deeper access, feeling the heat. I clawed at his back, feeling a great swell.
I moaned as he came, filling me with warmth. I arched my back, crying out. I felt the sweat drip down my back. Both of us were gasping for air.
"You wanna go again? It won't hurt this time." He said. I nodded
He grinned, kissing and nipping the bare skin of my chest. He wrapped my legs around his waist again, poised and ready, then began again, rythmically pumping. I felt the muscles tighten, the cords in his legs as he pumped faster and deeper than before. I moaned, feeling the edge so close. I felt the wetness as I got so close and we plummeted over the edge together, crying out at the same time.
We held onto each other then, I felt the warmth within me, the gift I had recieved of him. We held on, bringing each other back from the brink. He lay next to me, and we fell asleep in each others arms. I woke to find him gone from the bed. I heard him in the kitchen. I put my night robe on, and walked out there. He was at the door.
“Have to get going now. I’ve been gone too long, and you’ll get in trouble if they find me here.” He said with a smile.
“If you ever need to cut back and enjoy life with someone normal, come back and visit. Drop me a line. You know where I live. I don’t plan on going anywhere any time soon.” I said.
“I’ll keep that in mind. See you around, Kailie.” He said, and was gone.
"I smiled, my hand on my stomach. I had no doubt of that.

~Five months later~
I moved carefully through the store, watching my boyfriend. He looked insanely happy. I had gotten to Germany with relative ease. I was grateful to get a job there as well. We hadn't seen each other in a long time. He had been an exchange student in my high school. Upon getting there, he had greeted me enthusiastically. I hadn't realized the feelings I had for him that were buried in my heart. Now we were shopping for baby clothes.
The baby was not my boyfriends, I think he knew that, but there was so much love in his eyes. He cared for me so much, and I was saddened by the fact that the child I was having wasn't his. Then again, I would forever have a part of one of my favorite actors with me.
"Kailie, come on. We get this, lets go." He said, his strong German accent making his words sound distorted.
I smiled and kissed him, feeling the swell beneath my hands. He placed his hands there as well. We walked off, hand in hand. It would be a great life here in Germany. I wondered if Denis would come to be with normal people again.

Authors note: Sorry, that last bit I just threw in there...cuz.. well, it kind of popped into my head. I like it, and it opens it up for a sequel maybe.. *shrugs* anyway.. I better go.. this cold is getting to me once more.
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