Title: Spectrum

Summary:

The spectrum of their existence has always been more colorful when their lives collide; volatile, vivid, soft and continuous. Lost love in between.

A look into the beginning of a decade old feud, of an undercover mission gone horrible wrong and the aftermath, of trying to mend what's broken.

Flynn/Raydor

A/N: AU (most probably, yeah)

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Prologue

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Blissfully, Andy Flynn was afloat – drowning in her green eyes and her vinous warmth, poisoning himself with obsession, compulsion and infatuation. Drunk with excess; intoxicated by her and by clear alcohol. He was drinking his newest addiction willingly, forcefully and unconsciously.

They had been undercover for nearly five months now – five months of sneaking around dark, crooked alleyways and smoke-covered bars wearing wires and pretending to live the lives of embezzling thugs going for the big dime. Five months of slowly getting acquainted with the seedy underbelly of the city. Five months of living in shabby motel rooms and having no real contact with the outside world. Five months of roaming around at night and sleeping the day away.

Five months of booze, deception and furtive glances – and everything was a blaze of lust and chaos.

Andy had never been happier.

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A/N: Do not fret, next part is waay longer =)