Justin woke up and at first had no clue where the hell he was. Then he remembered. The flight, Brian, Daphne. He looked around and noticed she was gone. Groaning, he sat up and pulled a change of clothes out of his bag, before heading to the bathroom. Once he was showered and dressed, Justin decided to make an appearance in the kitchen for a cup of coffee and to figure out what the hell he was going to do all day until Brian got home from work. "Hey!" Daphne greeted handing him a cup. Justin nodded. "Thanks." He took a sip and sat down at the small kitchen table. "Where's Jeff?" Daphne cleared her throat and sat down opposite Justin. "Okay, don't freak out or anything. But Jeff has an interview at Kinnetic. He got a call early this morning saying Brian wanted to see him. Something about cleaning house and needing some new employees. I swear I didn't know he'd applied." The blonde shrugged. "Daph, I know. He told me." "He did? Why didn't he tell me first?" Justin shrugged again. "So don't you have a class or work or something?" "Nope. I'm all yours darling." She smiled wickedly. "I was thinking about going shopping for groceries...for Brian." He said softly, remembering that the only thing in his fridge was left over chicken salad. Daphne smiled. At least Justin wasn't running back to New York. "Sounds good." ~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~ "Really, Justin we didn't need to get this much. He's a grown man perfectly capable of getting his own stuff." Daphne groaned, re-arranging the bags she was carrying as the elevator neared the top floor. Justin shook his head. "He needs it. All he eats is Thai food or shit from the diner. I'm thinking of making up a few meals for him...fuck I sound like a house wife..." Daphne smiled. She found it adorable. Maybe this time her friend would pull his head out of his ass and come home. "So as soon as he gets home-" Justin stopped what he was saying. "What? Justin.." She stopped to see what he was looking at. There was a woman a child at Brian's door. Justin gathered himself and stepped off the elevator. "Hi there." The little girl smiled to Justin and the woman answered. "Oh...Hello. I was just looking for Mr. Kinney." "He's at work." Justin answered cautiously, pulling his keys out of his pocket. "Who are you?" The little girl asked from her mothers side. "You yelled at my daddy." "Marissa..." The woman warned her daughter. Justin sighed and unlocked the door, pulling it open. "I can tell Brian you stopped by." "No...no...that's okay. I just told him I'd bring Marissa over today." She told him. The blonde nodded. "Daph, would you take Marissa..." He waited for the womans nod. "Marissa into the loft?" Daphne didn't know what to do and nodded leading the little girl inside. "I just wanted to know some things." Justin said soft but firm. The woman shifted. "Okay." "A name would be nice." "I'm Elizabeth. And you are?" "Justin." He ran a hand through his hair. "Look, Brian hasn't told me much about any of this...you..." "And I know nothing about you. Brian hasn't mentioned you once. But that's beside the point. The point is that Brian Kinney is the father of my daughter. No one can take that away from her. Not even his gay. male. lover." Elizabeth shot back. The artist was stunned. "I'm not trying to. I'm simply saying that I come home and my partner suddenly has this new life, a daughter and you. Is she his? Like 100% positively his?" "I don't have to sit here and answer to you." "You damn well better answer to me. You're fucking with my partner, the man I love more then anything. The man I almost married. So you will damn well answer to me." He was in full protective mode. "So I will ask again. Is she positively his daughter or is this some sick game you're playing?" The woman stepped back. "I'm not playing any games. She's his. You don't believe me? Ask Brian for the truth." She huffed. "Now would you kindly see that Marissa is looked after until Brian gets home?" Justin nodded. "Marissa. Marissa come out here!" The little girl came bounding into the hall. "I'm going to go now. You be good for this nice man and his friend. Okay?" Marissa nodded. "I love you." Elizabeth grabbed her daughter into a hug and released her after a few seconds, before turning and heading back down the stairs. On her way out she pulled an envelope from her bag and wedged it into Brian's mailbox. "Take care of my baby." So this is finished but don't panic. The sequel will be up very very shortly. Obviously there are tons of unanswered questions.