Brian was seated next to Justin.  

“So,” Craig said.  “How is it that you’re alive, Justin?”

“What do you mean?” Justin asked.  “What about you?  You’re supposed to be dead.”

“It was staged, Justin,” Craig told him.

“I don’t get it,” Justin told him.

“Justin,” Craig said swallowing.  “I run other businesses.”

Justin looked around the room and then at the floor.  “Mom, used to say that you...you were doing something bad.”

Craig sighed.

“What happened to them?” Justin asked.

“Your sister is alive,” Craig told him.

Justin opened his eyes wide.  “What?”

“She’s safe,” Craig told him.  “You can join her soon.”

Justin frowned.  He looked at Brian and back at his father.  “They told me you guys were dead.  I went back to the house and I stayed there for a few months but then they told me I had to leave.  I didn’t have money and...”

Craig frowned.

“I was living in the streets,” Justin said.  “People were so horrible.”

Craig closed his eyes.  He didn’t want to think about what could have happened to Justin.

“I got beat up once and people just didn’t want to be around me or help me,” Justin explained.  “I was so desperate that I...stole sometimes.”

Craig kept on listening with his heart weeping.

“I would steal food and leave the house before getting caught,” Justin shrugged.

“What else happened?” Craig asked.

“Once I sneaked inside this building and stole some apples and water,” Justin said.  “That’s all that was there.”

Brian grinned slightly remembering the first time he met the blond.  He was proud of Justin’s survival techniques.

“I stayed there because no one bothered me and it was comfortable,” Justin looked at Brian as he continued.  “And then Brian found me.”

“What did he do?” Craig asked.

“He made me take a shower and he gave me food,” Justin said.  “Then he bought me clothes and gave me a job at his company.”

“Kinnetic,” Craig said.

Brian was surprised.

“I had you checked out,” Craig told him.

Brian was impressed.

“So, I had enough money to pay him back and I got a room.  Little by little I made enough to get myself the things I needed to live well.”

“We’re in debt to you,” Craig said as he looked at Brian.  “Get him a check.”

“No,” Brian said.  “I don’t want your money.”

Craig just nodded.

“So where are Mom and Molly?” Justin asked

“Your Mom is dead,” Craig told him.  “It was your grandfather.”

“What?” Justin asked in disbelief.  “What?”

“She was going to the cops to tell them what she knew,” Craig said and looked at Brian.  “This conversation doesn’t leave this room,” he didn’t care one way or another.  If Brian went the cops he would have him killed no matter how happy he was that the man had brought his son home.

Brian nodded.

“I can’t believe this,” Justin told him.

“It’s going to be okay,” Craig said.  “You can leave tomorrow morning.  Your sister will be happy to see you.”

“I want to see her too,” Justin told him.

Brian licked his lips and tried not to think of Justin leaving him.

“But I’m not leaving,” Justin told him.  “I’m not leaving Brian.”

Craig looked at Brian and sighed.  “He could go with you.”

“But he can’t leave,” Justin protested.  “He has a life here and a son.”

Craig stared at Brian.  “Do you love my kid?”

Brian nodded.  “I do,” he said and it was true.

“Dad, please,” Justin said.  “I want to stay with Brian.”

“Justin, I can’t protect you like this,” Craig told him.

“But no one is after me,” Justin pointed out.

“If you came into the house someone was bound to see you,” Craig said.  “It’s not safe for you guys to go back.”

“But we have to,” Justin said.

“Then you’re taking someone back with you,” Craig said as he got up.  “I’ll arrange for it.”

Brian and Justin stayed sitting in the living room alone.  Justin frowned not sure what the fuck they he had gotten into.

“Is it just me or do you feel like we jumped into a movie?” Brian asked.  “A really bad one.”

Justin sighed and kept quiet.  

***

Patrick entered Babylon around eleven.  He hadn’t been there in so long.  He went to the bar where Emmett was waving at him.

“Hi, honey,” Emmett said and kissed him on the cheek.

“Hey,” Patrick said.  

“What do you want to drink?” Emmett asked the blond.

“A beer,” Patrick told him.

Emmett nodded and bought it for Patrick.  

“Hey, I was going to ask you,” Patrick said.  “Have you heard from Justin?” 

“No, honey,” Emmett told him.

“I tried calling him but nothing,” Patrick said.  “I’m starting to get worried.”

“I’m sure he’s having a great time with Brian,” Emmett said.

“You’re right,” Patrick told him laughing.  “I guess they don’t call me drama queen for nothing.”

“Boys,” Nicholas said as he put his arms around each of them.  He winked at Emmett and then kissed Patrick on the cheek.  “How are you boys tonight?”

“Not as happy as you seem to be,” Emmett told him.  “What’s with you?”

“Not much,” Nicholas said pulling his arm away from Emmett but leaving his other one resting on top of Patrick’s shoulders.

“Well,” Emmett said.  “We’re not doing much.  Just waiting for our prince charming to come and sweep us off our feet.”

“How’s that going?” Nicholas asked and grabbed Patrick’s beer.  He took a sip and gave it back.

“Well,” Emmett smiled.  “Some have more luck than others.”

“Do you want to dance?” Nicholas asked.

“Sure,” Patrick told him.  “Watch my drink, Em.”

Emmett nodded and watched them go.

“You came,” Nicholas said.

“Yeah,” Patrick said as they moved against each other.

“I’m happy,” Nicholas told him and kissed him on the neck.

“Don’t do that,” Patrick purred.

“What?” Nicholas asked and then licked his neck.

“I’m going to go,” Patrick warned.

Nicholas smiled against the blond’s neck.  “I’ll go with you.”

Patrick sighed and kept on dancing with the man.  

“Can I do something without you getting mad?” Nicholas asked.

“What are you going to do?” Patrick asked.

“Promise me that you won’t get mad,” Nicholas said.

“No,” Patrick said.  “Tell me what it is first.”

“Then you’ll say no,” Nicholas pointed out.

“Then it’s obvious that I’ll get mad even if I promise not to,” Patrick said.

“But you can’t because you promised not to,” Nicholas grinned.

“You’re so totally insane,” Patrick told him.

“No,” Nicholas said putting his arms around Patrick’s neck.  “I have money.  I’m called eccentric.”

Patrick laughed.  

Nicholas pulled him closer and kissed him on the lips.  He let his tongue inside the warm mouth and his world shook.  

“Was that it?” Patrick asked when they pulled back.

“Yeah,” Nicholas muttered.

“That’s okay,” Patrick told him.

Nicholas smiled and they kept moving to the song playing.  

Emmett smiled knowing that he had been right.  He was happy that Patrick and Nicholas had found each other and hoped everything went well for them.

***

“Go with Marcus,” Craig said.  “You can’t leave the house today.”

Brian frowned and just followed the big buffed man.

“When can we go back?” Justin asked as he turned around at the top of the stairs.

“As soon as it’s safe,” Craig told them.  “The house is being watched twenty four seven.”

“Dad,” Justin said.  “Why did you think I was dead?”

“The old house burned down and there was a kid that fit your description.  His body had been found in the fire,” Craig told him.  “One of my guys checked it out and the neighbors did say that you had been living there.”

“Oh,” Justin muttered.

“You can stay here and you can stay there,” Craig said pointing at the rooms.

Justin frowned.  “I’m sleeping with Brian.”

Craig actually seemed like he was pouting.  “Fine.”

Brian breathed out a sigh of relief.  Justin grabbed Brian’s hand and they entered one of the rooms.  They sat on the bed and heard Craig and Marcus talking.  Then they were gone.

“Fuck,” Brian hissed.  “This isn’t what I had in mind when we came to see your father.”

“Me neither,” Justin said.

“He took my fucking cell,” Brian hissed.

“I’m sorry,” Justin said.  “They took mine too.”

“Sorry?” Brian asked in a low voice but you could still hear the anger.  “Did it ever occur to you to tell me that your father was a Mafia boss?”

“I didn’t know. And apparently he still is,” Justin told him.  “What the fuck did you want me to say?  They hid it well.”

Brian pinched the bridge of his nose.  He didn’t want to take his anger on the blond.  He got up and started pacing.  

“Maybe we should just go to sleep,” Justin said.  “The faster tomorrow comes the faster we might be able to leave.”

Brian started taking off his clothes.  

“Do you think they’ll be worried about us?” Justin asked.

“They’ll probably think we’re fucking someplace, Justin,” Brian told him.

“Great,” Justin told him.

Brian grabbed the blond and kissed him hard.  “It’s okay.  I’ll get us out of this.”

Justin took off his shirt.  “Do you think we might die?” Justin asked.

Brian stared at Justin and didn’t bother to answer.

“Can I fuck you?” Justin asked.

“What?” Brian asked.

“I have never fucked you,” Justin told him.  “What if one of us dies?  I’ll never get to do that.”

“Jesus Christ, Justin,” Brian said.  “It’s that all you think about?”

“Can you blame me?” Justin asked taking off his pants.

“We don’t have that many condoms,” Brian said.  

“I got two,” Justin told him.

Brian sighed as he took the covers off the bed.

“We’re not going to be here that long,” Justin told him.  “I hope.”

“Right,” Brian muttered.

Justin got in the bed as well once he had stripped down to his underwear.  He kissed Brian on the mouth fairly quickly.  “Night.”

Brian licked his lips and pulled Justin to him.  He gave him a long passionate kiss and when he pulled back he reached for Justin’s cock.  “Take them off.”

Justin took them off and then got on top of Brian.  They kissed and rubbed against each other for awhile.  

“Get on your belly,” Brian whispered to the blond. 

Justin moved to the bed and got on his belly.  He grabbed a pillow and placed it under him.  

Brian grabbed a condom and ripped it open.  He put it on and got behind the blond.  He kissed him on the back of the neck and the shoulders.  “Mine.”

Justin smiled and gripped the sheets as Brian pushed inside of him.

“Turn it off,” Craig said as he looked at Marcus.

Marcus turned off the T.V. where they had been watching Brian and Justin.

“What do you want to do?” Marcus asked.

“I don’t know yet,” Craig said.  “I want to really get to know this Brian guy.  I want to make sure he’s not undercover or anything like that.  We need more information on him.”

“Sure boss,” Marcus nodded.

“And he better be the real deal or he’s as good as dead,” Craig hissed.

***

Justin woke up and sat up in the bed.  When he looked around Brian wasn’t there.  He quickly got up and put on his jeans.  “Brian!” he shouted once he was out in the hall.  “Brian!”

“He’s downstairs,” a man that was leaning against a wall told him.

Justin looked at him.  

“The bathroom’s over there.  We got you some clothes,” he started walking away.  “They’ll be waiting for you.”

Justin bit his lower lip.  He quickly went and took a shower.  He put on the clothes that were just a bit bigger than his own clothes but it would do.  When he reached the first floor he heard Brian and his father talking.  Then he walked to them.

“Morning,” Craig said.  “Sit down.”

Justin sat down next to Brian.  Then he grabbed the man’s hand under the table.

“You don’t look too good,” Craig pointed out.

“I didn’t get much sleep,” Justin told him.  It was true he had been awake must of the night thinking of what was going to happen to them.

Brian squeezed his hand.  He hadn’t slept much either and was exhausted.  He couldn’t help it; he was worried about what was going to happen to them and tried to keep alert all night.

“Brian was telling me about you two,” Craig said.

“Oh,” Justin said looking at Brian.  He wasn’t sure what Brian had said.

“Brian seems like a very smart man, Justin,” Craig told his son.

Justin smiled as he looked at Brian.  

Craig got up from the table.  “You guys are going to have to excuse me.”

Brian nodded and watched him go.

“I thought he had killed you or something,” Justin said shaking with the thought.

“Justin, eat something,” Brian said worried about the toll this was taking on his blond.

“I’m still very scared about all of this, Brian,” Justin told him.  He closed his eyes and sighed.  “He’s not the man that I thought I knew.  He’s not my father.”

Brian sighed.  “He is.  And now you have been given a chance to get to know him better.”

Justin nodded slowly.  He was happy that his father was alive.  That pretty soon he would get to see his sister as well.  But it wasn’t how he had pictured things.  Not that he ever though his father and sister would be alive, but if they had stayed a normal family it would have been a good thing.  He really hoped thing didn’t get more horrible and shitty than they were at the precise moment.