Justin walked out of the hotel bathroom with a towel around his waist.  He looked at Brian who was already dressed.  “You look hot,” the blond said.

Brian looked at Justin and nodded.

“So serious,” Justin mocked and walked up to the brunet.  “How about you smile for little old me?”

“I have to go to work,” Brian said.

“So,” Justin teased as he fixed Brian’s tie.  “You can still give me that sexy smile.”

Brian arched a brow.  “What would happen then?”

“I would ask you to fuck me,” Justin laughed.

Brian kissed him hard.  “I will,” he let go of the blond. “When I come back.”

“Fine,” Justin moved away. 

“What are you going to do for today?” Brian asked him and looked at his watch.  He still had a few more minutes.

“I’m going exploring,” Justin told him.  “I think I’ll hit some museums.”

“Boring,” Brian told him.

Justin shrugged and grabbed some briefs to put on.  When he turned around Brian was watching him.  “Anything you like?”

Brian walked up to him very slowly.  Justin licked his lips waiting to see what Brian was going to do.  Brian put his hands on Justin’s waist; caressing the skin under his palms.  

“Don’t you have to go to work?” Justin asked practically moaning out the words as Brian licked him behind the ear.

“I think I need to work with this,” Brian told him grabbing Justin’s ass.  Then he started pushing the blond back.

Justin was pinned to the wall and Brian stripped him of his briefs.  His cock was already hard for Brian.  

“My little boy wants to play,” Brian grabbed Justin’s cock.

“Oh god,” Justin moaned.  “Brian, fuck me please.”

Brian found a condom.  He opened his pants and let them drop to the floor along with his underwear.  He ripped the condom open and put it on. 

Justin wrapped his legs around Brian’s waist as soon as the man picked him up.  Then he felt the pinch on his hole when Brian punched inside.  

“Jus,” Brian muttered.

Justin knew Brian was asking him if he was alright.  He just pushed his hips down; his body was trying to consume Brian’s cock.

Brian took a good hold of the blond and fucked him hard and fast against the wall.  Justin kept screaming his name and that turned him on even more.  

Justin wrapped his fingers around Brian’s hair and kissed him.  Their tongues rubbed against one another, both of them hot and wet wanting more and more.  “More,” he couldn’t get enough of the brunet.

Brian sucked on Justin’s lower lip.  The blond trembled all over.  Justin took hold of his member and tried to get to completion. 

“Fucking amazing,” Brian’s voice sent shock waves to Justin.

“Oh fuck!” Justin threw his head back.  “I’m going to cum!”

Brian pulled them away from the wall and onto the bed.  He grabbed Justin’s cock and jerked him off.  When Justin spilled his seed, Brian made sure the blond didn’t spill any cum on him.

“Brian,” Justin muttered as his eyes closed.

Brian hissed Justin’s name and came.

Justin felt empty once Brian pulled away.  “I need to take a shower again.”

Brian smirked and got rid of the condom.

“How do you manage to look so fucking good still?” Justin asked.

“Practice,” Brian pulled his pants up.  Then he kissed the blond.  “I have to go.  I’m going to be late.”

Justin smiled from ear to ear.

“Remember this is not home.  This place can be dangerous, don’t come back too late,” Brian warned him.

“I’ll be okay,” Justin assured him.

Brian nodded and kissed the blond again.  “Be good.”

Justin chuckled.  “Always.”

Brian grabbed his things and left the room.  Justin smiled and thought he was the happiest man in the world.  Then he went to take another shower and to get dressed.  He wanted to get an early start investigating the city. 

***

Justin opened the door to an antique store and went inside.  He looked around and saw that there weren’t many people.  

“Hello,” a girl about his age said.  “I’m June and if you need anything let me know.”

“Thank you,” Justin told her.  “You have a pretty name.”

June smiled.  “My parents thought it would be great to name me after the month I was born,” she looked at the lady that was behind the counter.

“It is,” Justin assured her.

“So, what are you looking for?” June asked him.

“I don’t know,” Justin shrugged.  “I’m just looking.”

“What do you do?” June asked him trying to start a conversation.

“I’m an artist,” Justin told her.  

“And you came to New York City to make it big?” June asked.

“Actually I came with my boyfriend,” Justin told her.  “We’re having a getaway weekend for ourselves.”

“That’s so great,” June told him.  “But where is he.”

“He needs to finish working first,” Justin frowned a bit.  “But then for the rest of the week he’s all mine.”

“Where are you staying at?” June asked.

“The Ritz,” Justin told her.

“Nice,” June grabbed his arm.  “I want to show you something.”

Justin went with her.  They went through a door and then into a small hall.   “I hope you’re not going to kill me.”

June looked at him like he was nuts.  “What?”

“This is how tourists get killed, isn’t it?” Justin asked her with fear in his voice.

“Jesus,” June shook her head.  “You have a big imagination.”

Justin tried to calm down.  He didn’t even know why he was following her.  He knew Brian would be mad if he ever found out that he was being so careless.

“In here,” June entered the room and Justin followed a bit hesitant; he was ready to flee at the first sign of danger.

“Is this all yours?” Justin asked as he looked at the many paintings. 

“They were my father’s,” June smiled.  “He died two years ago.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” Justin knew what it was like to lose a parent only too well.

“This is what I want to show you,” June walked to one of the pieces that were covered and removed the drape.

Justin’s mouthed opened in shock.  It was a portrait of June and it all was made out of glass.  “Jesus fuck!  This is fucking beautiful.”

“He was great,” June took a deep breath and let it go.  “Come on, we should get out of here,” she covered the piece again.  “My Mom would freak if she found us here.”

They got out the same way they came.  Justin was walking when he completely stopped.  June was behind him wondering what he was waiting for.  

“Justin?” June asked.  “Are you okay?”

Justin looked at the man that was at the counter.  He didn’t have time to yell at him or walk up to him.  His senses overwhelmed him and he fainted.

***

“That was great,” Cynthia said.

“I know,” Brian told her.

“Do you always have to be so cocky?” Cynthia laughed; she knew the answer to that.

Brian cleared his throat and abruptly stopped walking.

“What is it?” Cynthia arched a brow as she stopped as well.

“Nothing,” Brian assured her.

“Are you okay?” Cynthia asked.

“Yeah,” Brian frowned.  He had felt by a minor tremor go throughout his body but it had only lasted a few seconds.  Brian started thinking that something had happened to Justin but he was sure he was overreacting.  Brian shrugged it off and blamed it on a body reaction to the flight they had recently.  “So, how was your flight?” he asked Cynthia.

“Good,” Cynthia told him and smiled.  “How about your flight with Justin?”

Brian smirked.

“I can only imagine,” Cynthia said imagining what the two men have done. 

“It wasn’t like that,” Brian told her and refused to say anything else.  He had a great time during the flight as he held the blond and watched him sleep.  But he wasn’t going to tell that to anyone.

“Well, we surely got that account,” Cynthia changed the subject.  “Does that mean that I too can stay a few extra days and just go wild?”

Brian arched a brow.  “Don’t you have a job to go to back home?”

“Oh, Brian,” Cynthia protested.  “Please.”

“I’ll think about it,” Brian told her.  The truth was that he had already anticipated that she would ask him that.  He was going to let her but he wanted her to sweat a bit first.

“Thanks,” Cynthia called after him.  She knew the man only too well to know that Brian would let her no matter how much he pretended to be a tough boss.

Brian got into the taxi and told the driver his destination.  He hoped that Justin had gotten back safely.  He couldn’t get rid of the nagging sensation at the pit of his stomach that something was wrong.  He wanted to make love to his boyfriend already.  

He arrived at the hotel and would have flown to the suite if he had wings.  When he entered the room he knew the place was empty. He decided to take a shower and change.  He wanted to be patient but couldn’t so he went down to the front desk to ask if he had any messages from the blond.

“There’s a girl that wants to talk to you,” the man at the front desk told him.  “She wouldn’t tell anyone else what it was about.”

Brian walked up to her.  “Who are you?”

“I’m June Connor,” she told him.  “I’m here because I know Justin and something has happened to him.”

Brian opened his eyes wide in fear.  “What the fuck?  Where the fuck is he?”

“He’s at my house,” she explained quickly trying to calm Brian down.  “I can take you there.”

“Okay fine, let’s go,” Brian told her.

June nodded and he followed her.  They got in her car and Brian couldn’t help but think about Justin. 

“Is he okay?” Brian asked wanting the answer to be yes.  He needed to know what had happened.  “What exactly happened?”

“I don’t know,” June told him.  “He fainted.”

“Just like that?” Brian asked in disbelief.

“Yes,” June said.  “I really don’t know what happened.”

“How did you know how to find me?” Brian asked.

“He was telling me that he was staying in New York with his boyfriend,” June said.  “Thank god he told me the name of the hotel or I would have never known what to do or how to find you.”

Brian closed his eyes and couldn’t wait to see his blond and make sure that everything was alright.  When June stopped the car for completely Brian got out of the car in record time.  

“Where to?” Brian asked.

“Come on,” June told him.

Brian followed her into the store and then up the stairs.  

“Where are we going?” Brian asked. “Who was that lady looking at me?”

“That was my mom,” June said.  “She doesn’t like strangers.”

“Where is Justin?” Brian asked.

June went inside her room as she looked back at Brian.  “Right here,” she told him.

Brian looked around.  “Where?”

June frowned and turned to look at her bed.  “He was right here,” she said pointing at her bed. 

Brian ran his fingers through his hair unconsciously as he tried to calm down his nerves.  He was going to freak out pretty soon and it wasn’t going to be good.  Then both of them looked simultaneously to the ceiling when they heard someone moving above them.

“What’s that?” June asked.

“That’s him,” Brian said and quickly took off out of the room and towards the attic.  

June was right behind him.  When they got there Justin was at the corner shying away from the rest of the world.  

“Justin,” Brian didn’t know what to do.  “What happen?  Look at me,” he was squatting in front of the blond.

“Don’t touch me,” Justin hissed and back away.

“I...” June didn’t know what to say.  

“Justin it’s me,” Brian grabbed Justin by the arm and pulled him to him.  He could feel the blond shaking.

“No!” Justin hissed trying to claw at Brian to escape his touch.

“It’s me!” Brian yelled not letting go of the blond.  He could feel the blond trembling in his arms.  

“Brian,” Justin tentatively murmured as he came of his blind haze.  “Brian,” he repeated with more strength as he hugged the brunet.

“Shhh, it’s okay,” Brian looked up at June and was so grateful that the girl had found him.  “I got you now.”

June smiled at them briefly and then left them so they could have some privacy.  

***

Brian opened his eyes and noticed that Justin who was watching him.  “What?”

“Thank you,” Justin told him.

Brian nodded but was still fearful something would trigger the blond so he gently asked, “what happened, Justin?”

“I don’t want to talk about it,” Justin stated as he abruptly got out of the bed.

“Whoa,” Brian intercepted the blond before he could get to the bathroom.  “I do.”

Justin shook his head. “You’re going to think I’m crazy.”

Brian grabbed one of his hands and shook his head.  “Why don’t you tell me and let me make my own conclusions.”

“I saw my father,” Justin told him very quickly.

“Okay,” Brian swallowed.  “I think that...”

“I need help?” Justin finished his response.

“Well,” Brian frowned not sure what to say.  He didn’t want the blond to get angry.

“Just say it!” Justin yelled getting desperate.

“Okay, I think that’s impossible and that maybe you saw someone that looked an awful lot like him,” Brian said.

“Yeah, I like the sound of that,” Justin said staring at the brunet with an unreadable expression.

“Good,” Brian told him.

“Except,” Justin continued, “I know what my father looks like and that man was MY father!”

“Okay,” Brian didn’t know what to think or what to do.  

“I can’t deal with this, Brian,” Justin told him as he started to cry.  “I can’t.”

Brian hugged him.  “It’s going to be okay.”

Justin shook his head.  “It’s not, Brian.  It’s not going to be okay.”

Brian didn’t know what to believe.  First of all, he wasn’t used to dealing with the feelings he was having; his boyfriend was going through a rough time and it affected him as well.  He held on to the belief that the person that Justin had seen was a man that looked a lot like Justin’s father.  It was the only logical explanation he could come up with.  He knew Justin wasn’t crazy so he had to be mistaken.

“Hold on,” Justin said as he pulled back. “That’s your phone.”

Brian sighed and answered.  “What’s up?”

“Hi,” Patrick sniffed.  “Is Justin there?  I’ve trying to reach him but his cell phone is off.”

“Are you okay?” Brian asked.

“Is he there?” Patrick asked once again as he ignored the brunet’s question.

“Sure,” Brian gave the phone to Justin.  “It’s your friend.”

“Hello?” Justin asked as he cleaned his tears away.

“I need you here, Justin,” Patrick’s tears started again. “Please,” he managed to choke out before he started sobbing.

“What’s going on?” Justin asked.

“Hello,” Emmett said after taking the phone away from Patrick.

“Emmett?” Justin was surprised.  “What’s going on?”

“We’re in the hospital,” Emmett told him.  “He needs a friend right now.”

“Okay, okay,” Justin didn’t know how Brian was going to take it but he needed to be there for his friend.  “I’m on my way.”

“Okay, thank you honey,” Emmett said and hung up.

“What’s going on, Justin?” Brian asked frowning.  He knew he had heard Patrick sniffing on the phone.

“I don’t know,” Justin said.  “Patrick and Emmett are in the hospital but they didn’t tell me why.”

“God,” Brian said pinching the bridge of his nose.

“I have to go, Brian,” Justin said hoping Brian wouldn’t mind.  “He sounded so...broken.”

“Okay,” Brian hugged the blond to calm him down.  After all that was going on Justin could have another breakdown.  “We’ll go.”

“What about work, Brian?” Justin asked.

“It’s done, don’t worry about that,” Brian assured him.  He would just call Cynthia and he knew she would take care of everything.

Justin pushed the thoughts and questions about his father for another time.  Right now his friend needed him more.

***

“There’s Emmett,” Brian said to Justin.

Justin quickened his pace and he and Emmett hugged.

“I’m so happy that you’re here,” Emmett murmured.  “Patrick really needs you.”

“So,” Justin said as he pulled back to look at Emmett.  “What are you doing here?”

“Patrick called me,” Emmett said.  “We have exchanged a few words before that’s why he had my number. He needed someone here and I guess I was the only person he could reach.  Then I helped him get a hold of you.”

Justin didn’t even want to ask what had his friend so wrecked only knowing it was something bad...very bad, but he had to know anyway.  “What happened?” 

“It was Alex,” Emmett frowned his face filling with sadness.  “He was in a car accident.  It’s pretty bad Justin.”

Justin’s eyes watered.  He covered his mouth and then started crying.  Brian was there in a second with his arms around Justin.

“He’s inside with him right now,” Emmett told him.  “The guys are downstairs. I called them because I didn’t really know what to do.”

Justin nodded.  “I’m going to go see him,” he cleaned his tears.

“Are you sure?” Brian asked.

“I’ll be okay,” Justin told him and then Emmett and him walked to Alex’s room.

Brian ran his fingers through his hair and turned back to go find the guys.  When he got to the first floor he saw Michael and Nicholas arguing with each other. Nicholas was holding Michael by the arm while the smaller man was trying to pull away.  Ted was just looking away trying to pretend like he didn’t exist at that moment.

“Hello boys,” Brian said.

“Brian,” Michael pulled his arm away from Nicholas grip.  “What are you doing here? I thought you were in New York.”

“I came back,” Brian told him.

“I’m going to go,” Ted said.  “Are you coming with me or not?”

Michael frowned as he looked at Brian.  “Do you think you can give me a ride later?”

“I don’t know how long I’m going to be here,” Brian said.

“I offered you a ride,” Nicholas said dryly.

Michael ignored him.  “Okay, Ted,” he shrugged, “I guess it’s you and me.”

“You got Emmett?” Ted asked Nicholas and the man nodded.  “Come on Michael.  I want to say goodbye to Emmett and Patrick.”

“Want a cigarette?” Brian asked.

Nicholas nodded and they walked outside.  

“So,” Brian said after he had lighted one.  “What was that all about?”

“Nothing,” Nicholas stared at the floor.  He felt so fucking horrible at that moment.  If it wasn’t for Brian being next to him he would probably be crying like a baby or destroying everything in his path. 

“It didn’t look like nothing to me,” Brian drawled.

Nicholas stayed quiet.

“Are you and Michael, back together?” Brian asked.

Nicholas shook his head.  

“But you’re fucking,” Brian smirked as he looked at the man.  “Oh yeah,” he said knowingly.

“It doesn’t mean anything,” Nicholas assured him.

“Well, it’s getting to you,” Brian said.  “So, I guess it does mean something after all.”

“Fuck,” Nicholas hissed.  “He’s a fucking asshole.”

Brian shook his head.  “You can’t blame Michael entirely.  You knew his feelings when you started dating him.” 

“You mean that he’s still hung up on you,” Nicholas said with a bit of jealousy in his heart.  “He can deny it all he wants but the truth is that he’s waiting for you.”

“And you’re waiting for him,” Brian countered.  

“Yeah,” Nicholas chuckled.  “What an idiot.”

“You or him?” Brian asked trying to look dead serious but the grin eventually came out.

Nicholas looked at Brian and sarcasm was written on the brunet’s face.  He grinned but didn’t answer and decided to change the subject as he asked, “so, how’s your happy life with Justin?”

Brian shook his head.  “I’m not changing the subject.”

“Are you happy?” Nicholas asked determined to win that battle.

“Yeah,” Brian said after a while.  “But this conversation never happened.”

Nicholas nodded and threw his cigarette away.  “I wish I was Alex.”

“You want to be half dying?”  Brian asked raising his brows.

“No,” Nicholas said.  “I want to be loved.”

“Jesus,” Brian threw the cigarette on the floor and crushed it with his foot.  “You’re so fucking pathetic.”

Nicholas showed him the finger.  “I’m going back.”

Brian watched him and then looked at the people that were coming and going into the hospital.  Most of them had a sad expression on their face, others were smiling.  He thought about what had happened earlier with Justin, knowing things could have been much worse.  He was happy that he was lucky enough to have Justin next to him and be okay.  No matter what, as long as he had Justin by his side, he liked being Brian Kinney very fucking much.