Passion knows no bounds to time or place, it just is.

Everything was perfect.

Brian and I were finally together in New York, making both of our dreams come true. I was working from a spacious, comfortable studio in SoHo, and the first show of my return to the city was scheduled for the following weekend. Brian was out with a real estate broker, looking at potential office spaces for the soon-to-be New York expansion of Kinnetik. We had wedding rings on our fingers, having finally tied the knot a few years before, in front of all of our family and friends in Pittsburgh.

Our lives were full of new and exciting opportunities, both professionally and personally. I felt like everything was falling into place in a nice, neat, orderly fashion, one piece after another.

Then, I had the misfortune of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. And the puzzle that was my life -- so carefully and painstakingly assembled over the years -- was picked up and thrown to the ground, scattering the pieces everywhere.

And everything wasn’t so perfect anymore.

Brian knew the first time he heard the name Patrick that that man was trouble.

A jealous Brian story. Predec2 inspired me to write this, so a big thank you and a hug to you Kim, you’re the best :). 

When Brian winds up being away from home just before Christmas, he finds out what is most important. Christmas one-shot based on Parent Trap 'verse.

A chance business meeting brings about much-needed time together...

What if you had to watch your lover die?