“There is more cake,” Vic said as he started to cut a piece of cake for Justin. He was cutting himself a piece when Justin came in.

“No,” Justin told him.  He rubbed his eyes and yawned.  “I’m stuffed.”

“You are stuffed?” Vic asked in disbelief.  “That’s weird.”

“No doubt,” Hunter said as he sat at the table.

“Brian and I went and had breakfast,” Justin said smiling as he sat down.  “It was great.”

“Someone was happy,” Vic said thinking about Brian.  The man had to be in cloud nine to be taking Justin out to eat breakfast.  He then took the cake to put it in the fridge.

“Hey, I might want some,” Hunter said.

“Do you?”  Vic asked.

Hunter frowned and shook his head.  He looked at Justin and arched a brow.  “What are you doing here?”

“I came to pick a sketchbook that I left,” Justin told him.

Hunter nodded.  “And then what are you doing?”

“None of your business,” Justin said.  

“You are an asshole,” Hunter couldn’t stand the blond sometimes.  

“Fuck you,” Justin glared at the teen.

“You wish,” Hunter leaned back and looked as if he was the last coke in the desert.

Justin could have vomited then to prove a point.  “I have better,” he said with a sly smile.

Hunter frowned.  “How did you and Brian end up together anyway?” the teen asked.  “What the hell does he see in a thing like you?”

“Gorgeous?” Justin asked grinning.  “He got lucky with me.”

“You are so full of it,” Hunter looked at Justin and even though he didn’t want to admit it; he knew why Brian was with the blond.

Justin smirked and both boys ended up laughing.  Vic looked back at them and shook his head.  He looked heaven ward and sat down to eat his cake.

“I’ll go get your sketchbook,” Hunter said getting up.  “I was looking at the drawings.”

“Thanks,” Justin told him.

“So how are things with Brian, kiddo?” Vic asked.

“They are okay,” Justin told him smiling from ear to ear.  “Is Debbie at work?”

“She’s in her room,” Vic informed him.  “She’s a little bit under the weather.”

“That sucks,” Justin said frowning.

“Here it is,” Hunter said running down the stairs.  He put in on the table and sat down.  “Where did you learn to draw so well?” Hunter asked.

“I don’t know,” Justin told him.  “It’s something I have always been able to do, like breathing.  I picked a few things in high school and now the professors are showing me some tricks to perfect my skills.”

“Cool,” Hunter said.  “I’m going to college too.  I want to be a lawyer.”

“Nice,” Justin liked Hunter...sometimes.  “That’s hard work but I’m sure you can do it.”

“Justin is that you?” Debbie asked coming down the stairs.

“Yeah,” Justin smiled at her.

“Honey,” Debbie walked over to him and hugged him.  “What are you doing here?”

“Just picking up my sketchbook,” Justin told her.  “Are you doing okay?”

“I’m better,” Debbie assured him.  

There was a knock on the door.  

“I’ll get it,” she said.

“Deb,” Vic warned.

“I’m not dead yet,” Debbie told him and went to open the door.  “What are you two doing here?”

“We came to see you,” Emmett said walking inside holding a bowl of soup.

“What’s going on?” Debbie asked.

“They told us at the diner that you were sick,” Blake smiled at her.

“And we wanted to make sure that you were okay,” Ted told her.

“You guys are such good boys,” Debbie told them and closed the door.  “It’s just a little cold.  Vic made a big deal out of it.”

“You have to take care of yourself,” Vic told her.

“He’s right,” Emmett nodded and bent to kiss Justin.  “How are you doing baby?”

“Good,” Justin smiled at them.  He grabbed his cell phone when it started vibrating.  His smile doubled in size when he saw that it was Brian. “Hey.”

“Where are you?” Brian asked.  

“I’m still at Deb’s,” Justin told him.  “I told you I was going to come here.  Are you at the loft?  I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

“That’s okay,” Brian told him.  “I’ll go to pick you up.  I want to show you something.”

“Okay,” Justin smiled.  “What is it?”

“It’s a surprise,” Brian told him.

“Okay,” Justin couldn’t wait to see what Brian had done.  “I’ll wait for you then.”

“Later,” Brian said and hung up.

“Can someone go and water the garden?” Vic asked.  “I’m kind of tired and Deb has to rest.”

“I can do it,” Justin offered as he put his cell phone on the table next to his sketchbook.

“I can help you,” Blake said.

“I’m going to sleep too,” Hunter told them.  

“Kids,” Blake said as he went outside with Justin.

“So how are Ted and you doing?” Justin asked.

“Okay,” Blake shrugged.  “He is supporting me in everything.”

“I’m glad you are leaving your past behind you and moving on,” Justin said.

“Me too,” Blake replied.  It felt good talking to Justin.

“Okay let’s get to work,” Justin told him.

Blake nodded and heard a noise behind him.  Like someone marching up the steps of a wooden stair.  He looked up sure that it was probably a cat jumping in some loose boards but he was wrong.  “Justin,” he whispered.

“What?” Justin asked pulling out the garden hose.

“Look up there,” Blake muttered.  “But don’t look now.  And don’t make any sudden movements.”

Justin frowned and turned to look at Blake.  Then he turned slowly to peer in the direction the man was staring.  There was someone making his way inside the house through the bathroom window in the second floor.

“Fuck,” was all that came out of Justin’s mouth.

***

Hunter came out of his room to go to the bathroom.  He couldn’t wait for Michael and Duncan to come back from their honeymoon. He was getting bored and Vic and Debbie weren’t letting him go out as much.  

“Hunter,” Justin said stepping in front of him.  “Where is everyone?”

“Vic went back to bed and Debbie did too...I think and Ted and Emmett were in the living room,” Hunter said.

“No, they aren’t,” Justin said.

“What’s with you?” Hunter asked.

“There is someone in the house,” Justin told him.

“Well, yes Justin,” Hunter told him like he was retarded.  “We are here and the guys and...”

“No,” Justin told him trying to keep his voice low.  “I mean a man is in the house.”

Hunter’s eyes almost bulged out of his sockets.  “Where?”

“I don’t know,” Justin said.  “He got inside through the window in the bathroom.”

They both looked at the closed door.  

“We have to get out of here,” Hunter said turning to leave.

Justin held him back.  “Hey, Debbie and Vic are here.  Blake is downstairs and he’s calling the cops.”

“Okay,” Hunter said.  “Let’s go see if they are in their rooms.”

Justin frowned. “I don’t want to.”

“What?” Hunter asked.

“I can’t,” Justin rubbed his hands together.  “I’m afraid of this kind of situations.”

“Me too,” Hunter told him.  “But its Deb and Vic were talking about.  We have to warn them.”

Justin nodded and started walking with Hunter to Vic’s room.  They went in not bothering to knock.

“Vic,” Hunter said.

Vic turned around in bed to look at Hunter.  He raised a brow when he saw that Hunter and Justin were holding hands.  “Are we playing a game?”

“We have to go now,” Hunter told him.  “There is a guy in here and he’s coming to kill us all.”

“Nice,” Justin muttered as he looked at the teen.  He was freaking out as it was, he didn’t need anyone adding more drama to the moment.  

“Can we go get Debbie now?” Hunter asked.

Vic nodded and was on his feet in no time.  They walked from his room to Debbie’s.  She was sitting in bed with Ted and Emmett. They were making sure that she was eating her soup.

“What’s going on?” Ted asked seeing their faces.  

“Well...” Hunter started.

***

Blake finished the call and turned around to find someone standing there.  “Jesus fuck!  You scared me,” he had his hand over his chest.

“Sorry,” he told him.

“Where did you come from?” Blake asked.

“Doesn’t matter,” he took a step forward and stabbed Blake.  “Shhh,” he covered the blond’s mouth.  “It’s going to be okay.  You won’t feel anything else soon.”

Blake’s lifeless body dropped to the ground.  The blood still poured out of him.  The killer looked at the knife and nodded.  Now he had everything under control.

***

“Okay,” Emmett said holding on to the knob.

“Are we going to go or what?” Hunter asked.

“Just relax,” Ted said.  “Where the fuck did you guys leave Blake at?”

“He was calling the cops,” Justin said.  “He was in the living room.”

“Great,” Ted muttered.  “He’s alone.”

“The guy was in the second floor the last time I checked,” Justin told them.  “Oh my god!”

“What?” Emmett asked scared.

“We have to get out now,” Justin told them.  “Brian is coming this way.  I left my cell on the table.”

“Here is mine,” Ted told him.

Justin tried but he shook his head.  “He’s not picking up.”

“He rarely does when I call him,” Ted shrugged.

“Fucking great,” Justin was scared, really scared.  “Okay, I’m going out.”

“Justin,” Everyone complained.  

Justin went over to the door and opened it.  He swallowed hard and started walking.  Everyone else was following him.  

“Talk about great motivators,” Ted said.

“No time for jokes,” Emmett said. 

They kept quiet as they went down the stairs.  When they reached the living room they froze. 

“Oh my god,” Debbie screamed.

“Blake!” Ted shouted and ran over to him.  He pulled Blake into his arms and frantically tried to make Blake open his eyes.

“We have to call the cops,” Debbie said going to grab the phone.  She frowned when she saw that it wasn’t there.

“Looking for this,” a guy in a mask asked and then hit her with it.

Debbie was knocked unconscious on the floor.  Vic and Hunter ran over to her.  

“You fucking bastard!” Hunter yelled.

The guy took a step closer and stabbed Hunter in the shoulder. The teen fell on the floor screaming.  Emmett and Justin both took a step back.

“Run,” Justin hissed.

Emmett took off running up the stairs.  

“Call the cops!” Justin shouted at him.  Then he looked back at the guy. “Who the fuck are you?”

The guy just laughed.

“If you are just so fucking great show yourself!” Justin hissed but kept backing away as the guy kept inching closer.  

“Get out of here, Justin!” Vic yelled.  

Hunter started crawling towards the kitchen.  Then the front door opened, Brian stepped inside.  His eyes immediately landed on Justin and he smiled.  “Ready to go, Sunshine?”

“I got both of you now,” the man said.

Brian turned around quickly.  Then slowly he took in that Debbie was on the floor and Vic hovering over her.  He looked to the side and saw Ted crying over Blake.  He made sure that Justin was behind him.  

“Aren’t you the hero,” the man mocked.  

“Get out, Jus,” Brian told him as he stood his ground.  

“No,” Justin protested.  “I’m not leaving without you.”

“Ted,” Brian called but it was hopeless.  “Ted, come on.  Get up.”

“What?” the guy asked.  “You need help taking care of me?  Can you do it alone?”

Hunter got up trying to be as quiet as possible.  He picked the biggest knife he saw on the knife holder and dropped it on the floor when he saw it was covered in blood.  The noise made the intruder turn around to see what was going on.  Brian took that opportunity to tackle him.  

“Brian!” Justin screamed.  “No!  Stop it!”

Emmett came down the stairs yelling, “I called the cops!  I called the cops!”

Brian and the guy were rolling on the floor.  When Brian was under him Justin decided to get into it.  He grabbed the guy by the neck and started pulling him off Brian.  

“No!” Brian shouted as the guy stabbed Justin in the arm.

Justin gasped as the sharp pain hit him and he fell back.  “God!”

Brian tackled the guy, who once again was kneeling only a couple of feet away from Justin, once again.

“Jesus fuck,” Justin screamed as he pulled the knife out of his flesh.  Blood started to pour out of the wound in his arm.  “No, no, no.”

“You fucking bastard!” Brian screamed and started punching the guy with all his might. He had hurt his blond, and he wasn’t going to stop.  The killer’s life was going to end even if he had to do it with his bear hands.

“Brian,” Emmett gasped not sure if he should stop the brunet.  He looked so fucking livid.

Hunter heard the sirens and he closed his eyes and sat down in the kitchen.  They were going to be okay or so he hoped.  He definitely wanted Michael and Duncan to come back.

“Brian!” Vic yelled.  “That’s enough!”

Brian stopped and looked at Justin and then noticed Justin pushing on his wound.  He quickly crawled towards him.  “Oh my god.”

“Brian,” Justin was crying.  

Brian quickly took off his shirt.  He made a tourniquet on Justin’s arm.  “You are going to be okay.”

The guy that was on the floor tried to move.  Brian had beaten him pretty good.  He moved unto his side and looked at Brian and Justin hugging.

“The cops are going to arrest your ass!”  Emmett yelled.  He then went to open the door and ran outside to get reinforcements.

Brian looked at Ted and frowned.  “Ted!”

Ted looked at Brian.  

“He’s going to pay for it in prison,” Brian said to his friend.

Ted finally managed to see what was around him.  He looked at the guy that was trying to get up.  Ted let go of Blake’s body and he went to punch the guy.  They both fell back.  

Justin was too cared and in too much pain to move.  Brian got up and then pulled Justin up as well. 

“Stop them, Brian,” Vic yelled.

“He deserves it!” Hunter hissed as he watch Ted and the killer hitting each other.

The murderer pushed Ted back and grabbed his knife that had been on the floor. “This is not going to stay like this,” he shouted at them.

“You are not going anywhere,” Brian told him.  “You are going to jail and pay for everything you did.  For all the people you killed!”

The crook stayed still for a few minutes and then lifted the knife.  “You fucking asshole!  You’re going to pay for this!”

Then two shots were heard and the criminal never got a chance to hurt Brian.  

“Oh my god,” Emmett said behind Clay.  “Oh my god.”

“Is he dead?” Ted asked.  “Is he dead?”

“Brian,” Justin gasped when he felt himself falling.  

Brian caught him in time.  “I got you, Sunshine.”

“Is everyone okay in here?”  Clay asked them looking around.  

“Now we are,” Brian told him.

***

Michael knocked on the door and waited.  When Justin opened the door he hugged him to him.  “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” Justin said returning the hug.  “How are you?”

“Good,” Michael said and pulled back.  “I was in the hospital with Duncan.  Hunter is going to be okay.  He didn’t lose his arm movement because of the injury.  He’s going to be just fine.”

“Thank god,” Justin smiled.  “Come on in.”

Michael nodded and looked around.  “Where is Brain?”

“He went to pick up something to eat to from this little place I just love,” Justin explained.  “They don’t have delivery.”

“Oh,” Michael sat down.  “How are you?  How is he?”

“We are okay,” Justin sighed and looked at the bandages in his arm.  “It’s over.”  

“Who was it?”  Michael asked.  “We talked with Ma and Uncle Vic but they didn’t know who it was.”

“We saw him,” Justin swallowed.  “We went down to the morgue.  We wanted to know who it was.”

“Wow,” Michael couldn’t imagine what that was like.  

“It was that guy, Michael.  He was the one that tried to pick a fight with us at Babylon.  The one that punched me,” Justin shook his head.  “Derek Earl Kennedy.  I’m never going to forget his name.”

Michael couldn’t believe it.  They had been so close to him.  Then he frowned, thinking and hoping it was as simple as that.  “So they are positive that he killed...everyone?”

“What?” Justin asked.  “Who else would have done it?”

“Maybe he was working with someone,” Michael shook his head.  Seeing Justin’s panic he quickly added, “don’t listen to me.”

Justin couldn’t handle it if there was someone else out there.  

The door to the loft opened.  “Hey,” Brian said and slid it closed.  “What are you doing here?”

“I came back after Emmett called me and told me about everything that had happened,” Michael told him getting up.  “How could I not?”

“Sorry, your plans were ruined,” Justin told him getting up.  “Do you want to eat with us?”

“Nah,” Michael told them.  “I’m okay.  I have to go back to the hospital.”

Brian shrugged and opened the bag.  

“I’m just going to go.  I wanted to make sure that the two of you were okay,” Michael said.

“Really nice of you, Mikey,” Brian told him.  “We are okay.”

Justin nodded absently as he served himself.  “Say hi to Hunter for me.”

“I will,” Michael looked at Brian and then started walking out.

Brian followed his friend.  “I’ll see ya.”

“Brian,” Michael said.  “That guy, why was he so angry at you and Justin?”

Brian shrugged.  “I don’t know.  It was maybe because I didn’t want to fuck him more than once.”

“I didn’t know that you had been with him,” Michael said.  

“What is this, Michael?” Brian asked.  “Twenty questions?”

“No,” Michael said.  “I don’t need to know all the details.  I can imagine them.”

Brian shrugged and closed the door.  He watched Justin bending over to pick something and he knew what they would be doing for the rest of the day.  He willed his cock to go down at that moment.  He could wait until Justin ate, then he was having his own special plate.  He went over to the blond and turned him around.

“Brian?” Justin asked not sure what was going on with the brunet.

Brian pulled him into a tight hug.  “I’m so happy that you are okay.  I don’t know what I would have done if something had happened to you.”

Justin smiled as he hugged the brunet back.  He knew exactly how Brian was feeling.