"Why are you teaching me how to shoot a gun?" Ruvik asks once more, Sebastian's pistol in his hands. Sebastian sighs once more.
"Do I have to explain myself why every five god damn minutes?" Sebastian asks, watching as Ruvik nods. He groans and face palms. "Because there have been a string of murders in the area and my precinct thinks it might be because a serial killer. So I'm trying to teach you how to protect yourself when I'm not around."
Ruvik glares at Sebastian, slightly getting at what he's trying to say. "Are you calling me weak?" He hisses and crossing his arms.
Sebastian laughs, stands up, and wraps a arm around Ruvik's shoulders. "Haha. Yes." With that he press the tip of Ruvik's nose. Ruvik's eye twitches in annoyance, before with a swift movement, elbow Sebastian in the stomach.
Sebastian doubles over, but Ruvik just glares at him. "Asshole." He mumbles, walking away from Sebastian.
"Your not getting out of target practice though!" Sebastian yells after Ruvik. And from the other side of the house, Sebastian could hear Ruvik groan.

"Okay, so you place your pointer finger on the trigger." Sebastian shows Ruvik, a little too closely. "Okay, so now you place your hands like this and prepare to shoot-"
A loud bang comes from the gym in Ruvik's hands, well before Sebastian was expecting it.
"What the hell, Ruvik?!?" Sebastian ask-yells, glaring at Ruvik. Ruvik looks straight up at Sebastian, his eyes showing no caring at all.
"You were taking to long." Ruvik says, turning back to his target. "Oh come on! Did I miss the target by a while foot?" Ruvik yells, seeing where the bullet went. Sebastian snickers, covering his mouth to keep from laughing to hard. Ruvik pouts slightly, but the two of them go back to target practice. And Ruvik is not improving at his aim at all.
After another round of bullets are wasted, Ruvik finally gives up. He sets his gun down and walks over to the one chair in the room. "Why did your boss even let you bring me to your precinct's shooting range?" He mumbles under his breath.
Sebastian sits on the ground next to Ruvik, sighing. "Well he knows I want to protect my lover, since he knows the history of the last one. Plus he has a family he wants to protect too." Sebastian says, staring off into the distance. Ruvik doesn't need to read Sebastian's mind to know he's thinking of Myra, missing her.
The two of them sit in silence. Alone in the shooting range. Finally Sebastian stands up.
"Come on, let's try one more round and if you fail terribly again. Then we can stop." Sebastian says, reaching down and pulling Ruvik up onto his feet.
"Your making me do this because there have been tons of murders in our area, right?" Ruvik asks, looking at Sebastian with hooded eyes. Sebastian nods slowly, he has said that about twenty something times now. "Has it even crossed your mind that I might be the one behind all of them?"
Sebastian looks at Ruvik, staring. How did he not think of that possibility earlier? He reaches up and smacks the back of Ruvik's head. "Bad Ruvik."