Michael put an arm around Justin and smiled. “Hey.” “Hi,” Justin said smiling. “Are you drunk?” “Maybe,” Michael laughed. Justin smirked and gripped Brian’s hand tighter. “I think you are way too happy to see me,” the blond remarked. Brian arched a brow and glared at Michael. “Just stay away from him, Mikey.” “Sorry,” Michael said and kissed Justin on the lips. Then he laughed with Brian while Justin just turned red. “I’m going to go now.” Justin rolled his lips inside his mouth and didn’t know what to say. “He is just messing with you,” Brian said smirking. “I don’t like it when he does that,” Justin said swallowing. “You don’t think Mikey is cute?” Brian asked. Justin ignored Brian’s comment. “Have you fucked Michael?” Justin asked. Brian nodded. “Once or twice a long time ago. Do you want to fuck him?” “No,” Justin said. “I mean, I don’t know. I don’t think so. Ben is out to get me.” Brian laughed. “You are serious,” he stated, “Jeez.” “Yeah,” Justin said and sighed. “I mean most of the time if I get in trouble I know that my strong man could help me out.” Brian smiled as he arched a brow. “But Ben could so snap you in half,” Justin said. Brian looked upward and rubbed his chin to pretend like he was thinking of something very important. “I bent him in half once.” Justin sighed. “Jesus, Brian. You fucked him too?” Brian smirked and nodded. “Is there anyone that you haven’t fucked?” Justin asked. Brian smiled and looked around. “That guy over there,” he said and let go of Justin. “Brian,” Justin complained as Brian walked over to the guy. He looked at them for a few seconds and intervened when Brian started walking away with the trick. “Where are you going?” “What?” Brian asked. “I am going to fuck him. Do you want to come?” Justin sighed. “I thought tonight was going to be a night for you and me only.” “Things change all the time,” Brian said. “Come on,” the trick said. Justin glared at the man. “Brian, stay with me.” Brian frowned. “Are you trying to tell me what to do? Have you lost your fucking mind?” Justin laughed acidly. “Fine,” he turned around to go but Brian stopped him and hugged him. “Justin,” Brian whispered in the blond’s ear. “I always come home to you.” Justin looked up at the brunet and sighed. It was true Brian did always come home to him. He just wanted to spend a night with Brian with no interruptions. “Okay, I’m sorry.” Brian kissed him hard. “Are you sure you don’t want to join us? He’s hot.” “I can find my own tricks,” Justin told him. Brian smiled. “Just remember who you belong to.” Justin smiled widely and nodded. He kissed Brian and then let him go. Brian turned around and looked at the trick. “My name is Jason,” the boy told him. “I really don’t give a fuck,” Brian told him. “So what do you want?” Jason asked. “I can do anything for a price.” Brian smirked as he dragged the boy to the backroom. *** Michael put a cup of coffee in Debbie’s hand. She looked at him and smiled. “I can’t believe this happened,” Emmett said. He didn’t know what he would have done if he had found a dead body. “Me neither, honey,” Debbie told him. “It’s horrible.” “I hope this is an isolated case,” Michael told them. “Do they know who did it?” “Not yet,” Debbie told them. “One of them said that the boy had been strangled.” “Fuck,” Ted grimaced. He couldn’t imagine what that must have felt like. “Did the police find anything else?” Justin asked. Debbie shook her head. “They don’t even know his name.” “Do you remember his name?” Justin asked as he looked at Brian. Everyone paused to look at the brunet. “Why would he know his name?” Michael asked. “He was with Brian last night,” Justin said. “So, do you remember?” “It was James or Jack or Jamie or something with a J,” Brian told him. “That doesn’t help,” Debbie said. Brian shrugged. “Can I have my cup of coffee?” Debbie got up mad. “I’ll get your fucking coffee.” “Bri,” Justin said as he moved to sit next to Brian. “Don’t start.” “What?” Brian asked. “This is a diner and she is the waitress.” “Do you think they might be someone out there killing people?” Emmett asked. “What if he kills one of us?” Ted rolled his eyes. “Yeah, right. You are getting too excited here. That’s never going to happen to one of us.” “I think it was his lover,” Brian said. “He saw him with someone else and couldn’t take it.” “So he strangled him?” Justin asked. “Yeah,” Brian said. “But if he loved him, wouldn’t he have killed the other guy?” Emmett deduced. “Meaning you.” “That would make Justin the primary suspect,” Ted told them. “The dead guy was last seen with you.” “Oh great,” Justin said. “That’s just what I need.” Brian laughed and shook his head. “Would you kill for me?” Justin smiled and kissed Brian. “I would do anything for you, Brian.” “Could you guys stop it?” Michael asked as he sighed. “What if there is someone dangerous out there? Maybe they are after you Brian,” Emmett said. “You have to be very careful.” “What the fuck are you talking about, Em?” Brian asked frowning. “It wouldn’t be the first trick that was killed that was last seen with you,” Emmett pointed out. “That would put Justin in danger,” Emmett said. Justin shuddered at the thought. Brian looked at the blond and shook his head. “You guys are reading too much into this,” Brian said. He grabbed Justin’s thigh and squeezed it. “Here is your coffee,” Debbie told him. “Thanks,” Brian told her. “Why so quiet?” Debbie asked as she looked at them. “We were talking about what happened and how Justin might be in danger,” Ted told her. “Don’t say shit like that,” Debbie yelled at him. She looked at Justin and could tell that he was scared. “You take care of him,” she shouted at Brian. “Whatever,” Brian told her. Debbie gave him a look that froze him on the spot. “Its okay, Deb,” Justin told her. “I won’t be hanging around alone at night any time soon.” “Good,” Debbie acknowledged and then went to do her work. “Maybe it’s just nothing,” Emmett said. “Yeah,” Ted agreed but silence reigned at the table. “Nothing is going to happen to you,” Brian whispered as he leaned towards the blond. Justin smiled and threw his arm around the brunet. He wanted to feel okay but he was scared of who might be out there killing people, even more so if it somehow involved Brian. He didn’t want anything bad happening to the brunet. *** “So what happen to our friend, John doe?” Clay asked. “I did some snooping around,” Terrance told him. “Oh,” Clay smiled knowing that Terrance had a lot of contacts. “His name was Jason Kempt,” Terrance said. “He was a hustler.” Clay nodded. “He was strangled but also poisoned,” Terrance told him. “You are kidding, right?” Clay asked. “Jesus fuck! Which one killed him?” Clay asked. “The poison slowed him down but he died of asphyxiation,” Terrance said while he read the coroner’s report. “He had sex before he died someone left their stamp inside of him.” “We just need to find a match,” Clay told him. “Not as easy as it sounds,” Terrance muttered and sat down. He grabbed the other reports and sighed. “There is something very wrong with this picture.” “I’m getting tired of this shit,” Clay said as he rubbed his face. “We have nothing.” “What are we doing then?” Terrance asked. “Who can it be? And why are they so good? And why does he kill?” “What if it's a she?” Clay asked. “Killing gay men?” Terrance asked. “Not likely, but it’s strange times out there and anything can happen.” “Want to go talk to Justin?” Clay asked. “You are not going to guess what I found?” “What’s that?” Terrance asked. “Jason was last seen with Brian Kinney,” Clay smiled. “It sounds to me like this guy might be a little jealous,” Terrance frowned. “Didn’t Justin see Brian with the trick that got killed at Brian’s building?” “Oh yeah,” Clay said as he got up from his chair. Terrance nodded as he grabbed his suit jacket. “Let’s see if he has an alibi.” “You know what would be really good,” Clay said as they walked to the car, “if we could prove somehow that Justin did this because he was jealous.” Terrance shrugged because he didn’t got any bad vibes from Justin but he had been wrong before. *** “Brian!” Justin called as he dropped some bags in the kitchen island. “Bri!” Brian opened his eyes and sighed. He rolled on his back and looked at the blond. “What?” “I brought us some food,” Justin told him. “How about I cook chicken for us tonight?” Brian sighed as he shook his head. He frowned and sat up. “What the fuck are you talking about?” “You said that I could make us dinner tonight,” Justin told him smiling. Brian rolled his eyes and got up. He walked over to the blond. “It’s noon,” Justin told him. “What are you still doing in bed? Are you feeling okay?” Brian nodded and wrapped his arms around the blond. “Feeling much better now,” he kissed Justin’s neck. Justin smiled and pulled away as he put the lettuce in the fridge. “Hey come here,” Brian told him as he pushed the blond against the counter. “I think I am hungry now.” Justin laughed. “Want to get busy in the kitchen?” Brian asked and licked the blond’s lips. Justin laughed and nodded. He watched as Brian stripped slowly out off his sweats. He licked his lips and waited for the brunet to come to him. “What are you waiting for?” Brian asked as he started to undo Justin’s jeans. Justin grabbed Brian by the back of the neck and smiled. “I want you again. You know what I want.” Brian smirked and smiled as he reached inside and grabbed Justin’s cock. He ran his thumb across the tip that was wet with pre cum. He watched the blond’s face and just nodded. “Here, we have some lube,” Justin said as he reached inside his pocket. “Prepared, are we?” Brian smirked. Justin then pulled out a condom and pulled away from Brian. He took of his shirt and he toed his shoes off. He got rid of his clothes and told Brian to do the same. “What now?” Brian asked as they kneeled in front of one another. “I want you on your hands and knees,” Justin told him. “Bossy,” Brian muttered but did what the blond asked him to do. Justin opened the lube quickly and prepared Brian. He couldn’t wait any longer. All he had been thinking about for days was fucking Brian. He put on the condom and then grabbed Brian’s hips. “What are you waiting for?” Brian asked wanting to feel filled with Justin’s cock. “I love you,” Justin whispered and then started to push in. “Fuck,” Brian grunted but didn’t stop from pushing back into the blond. “Oh,” Justin grunted when he was buried deep inside the brunet. He opened his eyes and bent down to kiss Brian’s shoulder. “I love you so much.” “Just fuck me,” Brian told him. Justin did, he rode Brian hard and fast. They didn’t last too long. It was a quick fuck but very enjoyable. Brian exploded with Justin deep inside of him. His cum shot all over the floor where he collapsed. Justin’s body shook with extreme force as Brian’s walls clamped around him. “God,” Justin grunted as he opened his eyes. “I don’t think so,” Brian smirked. “Just you and me.” Justin got on his knees and pulled out of Brian. He tied the condom and threw it in the trash. “That,” Brian said as he turned around, “was great.” Justin smiled at that. He got up and stretched. Brian just started at Justin’s feet for a few seconds. “Justin.” Brian groaned as he got up too. “What?” The blond asked. “You fucked me with your socks on,” Brian said as he stared at Justin’s feet. “Yeah,” Justin smiled. “That’s weird,” Brian told him. “Don’t do that again. You have started doing that each time you fuck me. What’s with you?” Justin laughed at Brian. “You are weird. I got so involved in what I was doing that taking off my socks didn’t look as an important thing to do.” “What do you want to do now?” Brian asked as he scratched his chest and ignored Justin’s reason for staying with his socks. “I need a shower.” “You are getting so old,” Justin told him as he saw Brian trying to catch his breath. “Fuck you,” Brian glared at the back of Justin’s head. “I’m hungry,” Justin told him. “I feel like a burger and I want to have lemon bars too. They are so good.” “Having cravings, Sunshine?” Brian asked and grinned. Justin slapped Brian in the back of the thigh as he turned to look at him. “I’m going to finish putting these things away,” he told the brunet. “We can go out to eat.” “I’ll be waiting for you,” Brian muttered behind Justin and kissed him on the back of the neck. Justin smiled and when he was done, he joined Brian in the bathroom. They got busy in the shower before they headed to the diner. *** “You eat a lot,” Emmett said as he looked at Justin. Justin raised a brow and smiled. Michael and Brian looked at each other and laughed. “So, how is it going?” Emmett asked. “Okay,” Justin said shrugging. “I'm feeling much better.” “Was there something wrong with you?” Michael asked. “He was sick,” Emmett said. “He had a cold,” Brian told Michael. “I didn’t know,” Michael said. “How come Emmett knows?” “I told him,” Justin said smiling. “We talk from time to time.” “Justin is a queen in training,” Brian mocked. “Yeah, I get plenty of examples from you,” Justin told him sweetly. Emmett and Michael laughed. Justin smiled and kissed Brian who pushed him away slightly. “Look who just walked in,” Michael said as he looked at Terrance and Clay. The detectives had already talked to him a long time ago and he didn’t like them. Justin looked back and sighed. “What do they want now?” “Hello,” Clay said as he looked at Justin. “Can we talk?” “Sure,” Justin said. “Shoot.” Clay looked around the table. “I have nothing to hide,” Justin told him. “Did you know our latest victim, Jason Kempt?” Terrance asked. “I saw him three nights ago for the first time,” Justin said. “Where?” Terrance asked. “Babylon,” Justin told him. “Who was he with?” Terrance asked. Justin looked at Brian briefly and then away. “He was with me,” Brian said. “He was my trick for the night.” “No shit,” Terrance said. “This is the second guy that has been with you and ended up dead.” “So what?” Brian asked. “That’s not my fucking problem.” “You better watch out,” Clay told Justin as he looked at him. “But then again you might have nothing to worry about.” “What are you trying to imply?” Michael asked frowning. Clay looked at Michael but didn’t say anything. “Did it make you mad?” he asked when he looked at Justin. “What did?” Justin asked. “That Brian was with another man,” Clay told him. Emmett looked at Michael who was rolling his eyes. “No,” Justin said. “Brian and I have a special relationship. I know where my place is.” Brian smirked. “Really,” Terrance said. “Where were you around one in the morning?” “I was at home,” Justin told him. “Alone?” Clay asked. “With me,” Michael said. Brian looked at Michael surprised. “What the fuck where you two doing?” “Talking about Rage,” Michael said. “Oh,” Brian said. Justin smiled seeing how Brian had gotten jealous. Clay and Terrance gave each other a look. Terrance moved away to get them something to eat confident about Clay’s wits to handle the situation. “Are you two willing to take a lie detector test?” Clay asked looking at Justin and then at Brian. “What?” Justin asked. “You are a suspect Mr. Taylor,” Clay told him. “That’s bullshit,” Brian hissed. “They already told you they were together.” “I don’t believe it,” Clay told him. Michael got up and smirked. “So as long as you arrest someone, it’s all good and dandy?” he asked irritated by them. “We talked with Ben Bruckner and he told us that you two had been home since ten,” Clay said. “He went to sleep and I stayed up,” Michael said dryly. “I called Justin and then went to meet him.” “And you felt like your partner didn’t need to know that you were going out?” Clay asked. Michael narrowed his eyes at the detective and stayed quiet. “What about three?” Terrance asked with a doughnut in hand. “Don’t tell me, I know. You left,” he said pointing at Michael. “And this is where you come in,” he said as he looked at Brian. “No,” Brian said. “I was still out.” “I had left already,” Michael said to them. “And you did what, Mr. Taylor?” Clay asked. “I think I went to bed,” Justin said. “You think,” Clay said raising his voice. “My head hurt,” Justin said. “So I think I went to bed, I’m not sure.” “Funny how every time someone gets killed you just forget things,” Clay told him acidly. “Why are you attacking him?” Emmett asked. “Justin hasn’t done anything.” “Yeah,” Michael said. Justin swallowed hard not liking what was going on. They were after him and there wasn’t a thing he could do. “He is not cooperating,” Terrance said. “I am trying,” Justin told them. “I black out sometimes since...since the accident.” “What accident?” Clay asked. Justin sighed. “When I was twelve I was walking to the store when a car hit me,” he pushed back his hair and showed them a scar. “I was in a coma for almost a year and it never was the same. I used to get horrible headaches...I still do sometimes. And afterwards I don’t remember some stuff.” Clay and Terrance looked at each other. Brian sighed as he looked at Justin. He knew about this because the blond had told him so. He knew that Justin didn’t like talking about that part of his life. “Other times I just black out,” Justin whispered as he looked at the floor. “I can be sitting down and the next thing I know an hour has gone by and I don’t know what happened.” “Why didn’t you tell us this before?” Clay asked. “I really don’t like telling people I am damaged goods,” Justin told them. “Don’t say that, Justin,” Michael told him. Brian got up and put his sunglasses on. “Come on.” Justin got up as well and put his arm around Brian’s waist. Brian put his arm around the blond. He smiled at Clay. “You’ll excuse us, we have someplace to be.” “Where is that?” Terrance asked. “My bed fucking,” Brian said as a matter of fact and walked away with Justin. Michael smirked and shrugged as he looked at Clay. “Let’s go,” Terrance told him. “So what do you think?” Clay asked as he and his partner stood outside the diner watching Brian and Justin getting in the Jeep. “I think its Justin,” Clay said. “He got mad because Brian went with Jason.” Terrance just listened to what his partner had to say. “You saw the way he looked when Brian was talking about it,” Clay said. “Like there was a sour candy in his mouth.” Terrance nodded. “I’ll go get a warrant for his place.” “And Kinney’s too,” Clay told him. “He’s with him all the time. You never know if Justin left his killing weapon at his boyfriend’s place” Terrance nodded as they got in their car. *** Brian closed the door and looked at Justin who was sitting on one of the stools. He walked over to the blond and sighed. “I’m sorry,” Justin told him. “Why?” Brian asked. “They trashed your place,” Justin pointed out. “And Daphne’s. It’s crazy.” “That’s not your fault,” Brian grabbed one of the water bottles he had put on the kitchen island. “If you say so,” Justin sighed as he got off the stool. “They are just trying to find someone to blame,” Brian said. “They think it’s me,” Justin said. “That’s just what I need.” “They didn’t found anything,” Brian said. “They have nothing.” “But you never know,” Justin said. “What if they plant evidence around here and then claim it’s mine. Did you see the way Clay was looking at me? He doesn’t like me too much,” Justin stated. “I know,” Brian pulled Justin to him and kissed him. “You are too sweet. If they knew you, they would have concluded already that it couldn’t be you.” Justin smiled and they kissed. “You believe I couldn’t do it?” Brian stared at the blond with a grin in place then slowly he shook his head. “Why not?” Justin asked. “I could be a crazy psycho killer.” Brian laughed and kissed Justin. “Whatever you say.” “Brian,” Justin whispered with a sad look. “I’m scared.” Brian put his arm around him. “I know.” Justin put his head on Brian’s shoulder and sighed. He felt safe in the man’s arm. Brian held him and silently vowed that he wouldn’t let the fuck up detectives do anything to his blond. They wanted to blame Justin but they were going to have to find someone else and Brian would make sure that they did.