Zane Garrett Quotes & Sayings

Want to go to West Virginia and risk life and limb with me?"
Zane smirked and gave a single nod. "Sounds like fun. — Abigail Roux

Ty Grady was a rude, insufferable, egotistical, stinking son of a bitch, and Zane was going to figure out how to tune him out. Otherwise, he just might give in to the pressure and kill the bastard, for the good of humanity. — Abigail Roux

You lurve the tiger," Zane croned.

"Shut up, Zane". — Abigail Roux

He wanted to reach through the phone and hug his partner, who was, for all intents and purposes, a large teddy bear with a gun. — Abigail Roux

And you," Ty continued, his voice breaking. "You're a
phoenix, Zane. Rising from the ashes. And all I do is make
you burn."
Zane's throat was too tight to swallow past, and his next
breath came out a choked sob. He had never imagined that
was how Ty saw him, and hearing it now made him want to
take back every harsh word they'd ever shared, every thrust
and parry of their relationship. — Abigail Roux

And I had to be made blind before I could see. — Abigail Roux

He felt Ty's hand on his arm, rubbing comfortingly. Ty had been unusually tactile since the hospital, making up for Zane's lack of vision by touching him whenever he was able, as if he somehow knew how much it helped. Zane closed his eyes, grateful for it. He covered Ty's hand and squeezed gently. It was easy to think black thoughts when you were stuck in the dark, and Ty's touch helped him resist it. — Abigail Roux

Zane winced. "I just need you to know ... I ... I hate baseball."
"You shut your whore mouth! — Abigail Roux

Hey, if we're going to be plotting and shit, can we order pizza or something?" Digger asked.
"It's four in the morning," Zane said.
Digger checked his watch, nodding. "Pizza counts as breakfast, right?"
Zane looked thoroughly scandalized. — Abigail Roux

You were right, you know," Ty whispered.
"About what?"
Ty swallowed hard. "I sold my soul a long time ago."
Ty gripped Zane's shoulder and pressed him down,
laying him out again, then stretched out over Zane, his hand
dragging down Zane's body to push at his boxers.
"Ty," Zane gasped.
Ty kissed him. Zane trailed the tips of his fingers down
Ty's arm, sliding over the tattoo and the scars and the muscles.
"Do you really believe that?" Zane asked.
"I know it. I will never be the man you think I am."
Zane's breaths came harder. "We've both been trying so
hard to be worthy of each other. — Abigail Roux

We've been playing chess with this iPhone app. He hasn't made a move in so long our last game got forfeited. Ten days, or something like that."
"You two play chess on your phones?" Ty asked.
"Yeah." Zane shrugged. — Abigail Roux

Beaumont. Tyler. Grady."
"Wait, whoa, full names? What the hell, Garrett? — Abigail Roux

I love you," Ty said out of the blue, his voice almost sing-song.
Zane laughed. "You're drunk."
"I loved you before I was drunk. — Abigail Roux

Once their breathing calmed and the ringing in Zane's ears faded,he heard the muffled sound of Nick and Kelly in their bedroom,catcalling and applauding.Ty must have heard it as well,because they both began to laugh at the same time.
-Is wrong that I'm turned on by the idea of forcing your friends to listen to us having sex?-Zane asked with a frown.
Ty laughed harder.-Just don't tell Nick that.He'll offer to critique your performance.Or worse,join us- — Abigail Roux

It's Canada Day." "So?" "So, I'm in Canada." "Why?" "Because it's Canada Day! Come on, Garrett!" Zane — Abigail Roux

You okay to mount?" he asked Ty.
"Next time you ask me that, you better be naked. — Abigail Roux

The Admiral Fell Inn? It's the only hotel nearby that's a pun; of course you headed there. — Abigail Roux

Zane swallowed hard as he slid his hand to take Ty's and lace their
fingers together. "Are you feeling this, too?" he asked, echoing what they'd
asked each other months ago, only to have it pushed aside. But not forgotten. — Abigail Roux

You really think I should be able to do that to you, Garrett?" Ty asked.
"Why the hell would I be on alert in my own bedroom with no pants on when the only threat is my husband stomping around in a shitty mood? — Abigail Roux

Grady, you're staying in Criminal until you get your ass killed or do something so illegal even I can't cover for you, understand? Garrett, you're to make certain he doesn't do either of those things. Is that clear? And you will both like it.
Burns to Ty and Zane
Cut & Run (Chapter 1) by Abigail Roux — Abigail Roux

Do you believe in God, Agent Garrett?" Julian asked suddenly, his eyes on the hallway. The question caught Zane off guard, but he wasn't sure that was Julian's goal. Religion didn't have much place in Zane's life anymore, like a lot of other things. But did he believe? "Yeah," he said quietly. Zane figured he'd have long ago been in the ground if it wasn't for some higher power watching out for him. Julian was nodding. "You should. It's a bloody miracle your partner has lived this long," he murmured. He began moving toward the kitchen. "Man's an idiot," he muttered under his breath as he passed Zane. — Abigail Roux

Can I start calling you hubby?"
"Do it and die."
"Snookums, then. — Abigail Roux

I would have chosen you over anything," Zane hissed. He pulled back, breaking Ty's hold, bunched the front of Ty's shirt in both hands, and jerked Ty forward until they were nose-to-nose, until Ty's feet weren't solidly on the floor. "My job, my family, my wife. I would have given my life for you! But you! You can't even given me the truth! — Abigail Roux

Zane ran his thumb over Ty's cheek, seeing him suddenly with new eyes. Ty had never tried to be something he wasn't. He'd never tried to hide what he was. Warrior. Weapon. Bad guy. Zane knew what he was. The pain and betrayal faded. The world faded. — Abigail Roux

Zane." His voice
was hushed and pensive. "Sometimes I'm not capable of
expressing how grateful I am for you."
"What do you mean?"
Ty put a hand to his own chest, visibly struggling to
find the right words. "For your ... So few people have ever
understood the way I work. In here." He tapped his chest.
"Thank you for ... your insight. — Abigail Roux

I am. You sound hungover."
"It's Canada Day."
"So?"
"So, I'm in Canada."
"Why?"
"Because it's Canada Day! Come on, Garrett!"
Zane snorted. — Abigail Roux

I like being able to wake up with you. I like knowing you'll be there if I need you," he continued, obviously uncomfortable with what he was saying but refusing to be deterred now that he'd begun. "I like being with you, Zane. And I'd like to keep that up now that you're here," he admitted shakily. He met Zane's eyes determinedly. "I want you. — Madeleine Urban

You shot me, Zane."
"Baby, if I'd shot you, you wouldn't be alive complaining about it," Zane said, then leaned sideways to check the backyard.
"Well, someone shot me. It's upsetting."
Zane glared at him before rolling his eyes. "Kelly had the beanbags, you can talk to him about it later."
"It's very upsetting," Ty repeated, pressing his hand to his chest. — Abigail Roux

Where do we have it? Do we do the whole nine yards or shorten the ceremony? Do we try to make it religious or keep it nondenominational? Do you have a best man or do you ask Annie to stand with you? Do we involve our families, make one of them travel? Does Chester get to put a corsage on his shovel? If we have to go to Texas, can I put Barnum in a bow tie and have him be the bouncer for the reception? — Abigail Roux

How do you want me to touch you?" Zane asked in a voice that rasped against Ty's skin.
"I just want you. — Abigail Roux

Garrett!" Nick's handcuffs clanked when he moved. "The laces on those boots, the plastic thingies have modified handcuff keys on them." "The aglets?" Zane asked. He squirmed around, trying to loosen the ropes enough so he could see his shoes. "The what?" Nick asked, sounding an odd combination of desperate and exasperated. "Aglets. Plastic thingies." "Why do you know what those things are called?" "Phineas and Ferb. — Anonymous

I'm sorry, Grady. You weren't the only one who went into this with ulterior motives — Abigail Roux

If there is anyone present here today who objects to this union, please take it up with the two armed federal agents who are getting hitched. — Abigail Roux

You know what scares me most?"
"Chipmunks? — Abigail Roux

Come on, " he said after a few seconds of content silence. "Let's go see the sights for a few hours. Pretend it's real."
Zane's brow wrinkled "Pretend what's real?"
Ty slid his hand down Zane's arm and linked their fingers again. "That I can hold your hand without worrying about being reconized. — Abigail Roux

I don't think I've ever been gayer than I am right now. — Abigail Roux

What are you two up to today?"
"Oh, I just figured I'd show Ty some more of Texas. Head down to San Antonio and visit the Bureau office there," Zane said. He shot a sideways look at Ty. "Maybe spend the night in Beaumont."
Ty smacked his forehead and turned his head away.
"Not much in Beaumont to see," Harrison said with a frown.
Zane grinned. "Even so, we're going to try to get it in." Ty had his hand over his mouth, his head down. He was either going to throw up or he was laughing. Harrison felt he'd missed a joke, but he thought maybe he didn't want to know. — Abigail Roux

I just need to be able to trust you, Ty," he whispered. "You can. I swear you can. I'd die for you, Zane." Zane's heart was in his throat as he studied Ty's profile. "I know. — Abigail Roux

Why? Explain or I keep shooting until this fucking thing doesn't float anymore! — Abigail Roux

If there was one thing Ty and Zane knew how to do, it was abuse each other for fun. — Abigail Roux

Te amo." "Je t'aime, mon cheri," Ty said brokenly. — Abigail Roux

Got anything we can cull the herd with?"
Nick stared at Zane for a few seconds. "I never realized how disturbing your accent is until you use cow analogies."
"Yeah okay, say 'car'. — Abigail Roux

Zane rolled his eyes. "Galloping crazies."
Ty squeezed his hand. "Well, you said you liked horses. — Abigail Roux

Once the kiss finally broke he dropped his head to Ty's shoulder, turning his face into Ty's neck, and he clutched him tightly, unwilling to let go. Not just yet. Not until the lonely ache that had been building the past four months faded.
Ty gave a little whuff of surprise when Zane clung to him, but he slowly slid his arms around him and hugged him, resting his chin against Zane's cheek. "You okay?" he asked in a whisper.
Zane slowly nodded, waiting a few heartbeats before admitting, "I am now. — Abigail Roux

You called me a pendejo."
"You are a pendejo," Ty grunted. — Abigail Roux