Rik gave Mick an apologetic glance. He hadn't meant to upset the others. Then he had his lover's hand and squeezed it gently. He knew there would be bruises on his back and abdomen and face. He couldn't even remember where else he had been hit.

Rik shook his head. "He didn't getaway unscathed."

The Dane knew he got a couple good hits in. He had a feeling he might come out the otherside with some blood. He wasn't a fighter after all, Viktor was. Rik is happy to be going upstairs. "I'll need ice."

Tom was last to come up and stopped by to ask Gloria to check in on the two fools that had fought, just in case. She agreed. Besides, this was the reason she had been brought along.

Ziggy was in their room and laying in the bed resting. He was starting to feel better now that the energy had calmed around him.