Thanks as always to Eka for our beautiful banner and Lois for beta'ing for me (I promise I'll atempt to spell Lindsay with an A from now on). Also thanks to our readers for sticking with us. Reveiws are loved, I will beg for them Chapter Twenty-One Brian’s POV I’m walking into the diner just hoping to get some coffee when I’m slammed into by a little blond whirlwind. As the guy brushes by me without a word, at first I get pissed and then I realize that I know that blond. It’s Justin that slammed into me and while everything in me demands that I go find him and see what’s going on, Lindsay’s words ring in my head and I reluctantly do exactly as she demanded and I turn away from the blond and continue into the diner. As soon as I’m inside I see Debbie looking at the paper in her hand with a sorrow-filled expression and I know whatever she’s reading is not only not good but also has something to do with Justin. I walk quickly over to Debbie and snatch the paper out of her hand before she can protest. I look down at the headline and feel like I have been kicked in the gut as I read about Jamie’s death. I drop the newspaper on the counter and leave without another word even though I clearly hear Debbie yelling for me. Once I get back to my car I again have to fight going after Justin because all I want to do is hold him and cry with him about Jamie. I had not known Jamie long but she already had a place in my heart and I find myself cry silent tears at the fact that she’s gone. As soon as I’m able to see clearly once again, I realize who must be behind Jamie’s death and I decide that I have had enough. I refuse to allow this Shane guy to mess with the ones I love anymore and I refuse to allow Lindsay the power she is excreting to keep me away from Justin. Once I decided these things, I pick up my cell phone and start making calls. My first call is to a PI friend of mine to have him follow Shane around and make sure he can’t do any more harm. I know that I will probably have to do more to deal with Shane but this will tell me exactly what the fucker is up to. My next call is to a lawyer I never thought I would have to call. I had retained him for my sister in her divorce to keep her kids because I couldn’t handle the bitching from my mother and sister any longer. He is the best and now I need him to fight the strangle hold Lindsay has on me. I am not willing to lose Gus but I will not be controlled by Lindsay if there is anything I can do about it. As soon he answered the phone I told him that I needed him now and that I was on my way over. I knew that he would clear his schedule for me so I didn’t give him a chance to refuse; I just told him I’d be there in twenty minutes and hung up. When I got to the office, the lawyer, Tyler Daigle, was waiting for me in the lobby. “Hey Brian, what’s going on?” Tyler asks after he ushers me into his office. I tell him everything that has happened, including all about Justin and Shane and he listens almost silently with only a question or two thrown in here and there. Once I conclude my story he looks at me with a serious expression on his face and I’m afraid he’s going to tell me Lindsay’s within her rights to do as she is doing to me. But before I can react, he starts talking. “Well Brian, I have to say that the thing with Shane is a little concerning but Lindsay is overstepping her bounds quite a bit. There is no way she can stop you from seeing your son without taking you to court and having a judge declare him unsafe with you. You have your parental rights and you’re paying for his living expenses, plus quite a bit. Why are you giving her so much money?” “Well, I just give her whatever she says she needs for him. It’s not like I have to count pennies, so whatever he needs he has.” “Brian, you’re a smart man, you know that with the amount of money that you have given to them, the money couldn’t have just been for your son’s needs.” “I doesn’t matter Tyler, as long as I get to be a father to my son they can have as much money as they want.” “And they know that Brian, and that’s why they are going to use you for whatever they want and still threaten you with your son, when they have no right.” Tyler says, looking like he wants to act like Debbie and smack me upside the head. “Ok, so what are we going to do? Because I don’t really care about the money, I really don’t but I will not let Lindsay dictate my life and whether or not I can be with the father of my child.” I declare hotly, not realizing what I’m admitting. “Your…your child?” Tyler questions in a hesitant voice. I close my eyes and try to block out what just happened. I can’t believe I got irritated enough to admit that shit. I know that this information might be important to my case but I wasn’t planning on telling him it anyway, but I did and I have to live with it. “Yes, my child.” “You got him pregnant?” “Not exactly.” “Not exactly…he got you…you’re pregnant?” Tyler stammers out incredulously. “Yes, ok. Now can we move on? Please?” I say sarcastically. “Umm, sure, I will file all the paperwork today and rush the court date. I should call you with the date by tonight or tomorrow.” I agree and walk out of Tyler’s office after we say our goodbyes, thinking that Lindsay is going to regret fucking with me about Gus.