Note: Sorry I had to edit some of it. Beta: Helen Banner: Helen Proof: G.M. Brian was sitting in his study thinking about what Justin had said before he more or less passed out. After all the alcohol he consumed, and the fact he was emotionally drained, it wasn’t shocking that he literally fell asleep while Brian was standing there watching his lover’s breakdown. He knew when Justin woke up they needed to finish talking, he wanted to but he was still unsure what to do. He didn’t want to lose Justin but he knew that the blond was serious when he said he couldn’t take heartache from him and this was it. Normally, he hated ultimatums, which this wasn’t. This was Justin saying he had reached his limit on everything. He hadn’t been able to sleep; now it was close to ten and even though he told Deb not to come until one, she would be here soon, that’s why he brought Justin into the master bedroom. He looked so beautiful under the big, wooden sleigh bed; the duvet on the bed was midnight blue which contrasted with the slightly lighter blue sheets. Brian knew when he had Justin pick out his dream bed two years ago he had to get it. He would probably be asleep for another hour until he smelled food. Brian looked at the clock and right as he did the door bell rang. He walked to the door not surprised to see Deb and Emmett there. Brian: “I thought you were the only one coming, Deb?” Deb: “I needed help.” Brian: “Ah. Well, come in, Justin’s sleeping but I’ll show you the kitchen.” Brian showed them the kitchen which had a top of the line oven, fridge and a marble counter in the middle. Emmett: “Your kitchen is a heavenly kitchen.” Brian: “I know. When is the rest of the gang coming?” Deb: “Two this afternoon. I'd better get started.” Brian: “Okay.” Brian walked out of the kitchen towards to the front living room and after a few minutes of sitting there with a book he had been reading, Emmett came into the room and sat down at the other end. Brian: “Yes, Honeycutt?” Emmett: “Don’t call me Honeycutt! Are you okay?” Brian let out a sigh. Brian: “That’s the million dollar question.” Emmett: “What happened with Justin? I mean, I know we’re not close but whether you like to admit it or not, I’m your friend and care about you, just like you do me. You helped me once, let me help you.” Brian: “Whatever, I don’t like to talk…” Emmett: “I know. Are you in love with Jason?” (He turns to look Brian in the eyes) Brian: “I know I care about him.” Emmett: “Are you ready to lose Justin? I mean, if you aren’t together he will still be a part of this family but are you ready to lose him like this?” Before Brian can say anything, Debbie yells that she needs Emmett’s help in the kitchen. Brian decides to sleep so he tells him that he will be upstairs in bed. He walks up the stairs to the master bedroom ; he opens the door and just stands there looking at Justin who has always looked so innocent and angelic when he slept. He quietly walked into the bathroom to take a quick shower before he crawled in bed to sleep. He knew that after today he wouldn’t get this indulgence since Gus would be staying over. He stepped out of the shower, his comfort place and walked back into the room to slide into bed. He somehow just lay there until Justin naturally crawled into his arms and that’s when he felt all the problems go away - when he held Justin. A few hours later Brian was woken up by a kiss, gently, loving yet firm. He knew those lips, Brian: “Justin…” He slowly opened his eyes and was looking into the deep blue eyes of Justin. Justin: “Hey…” Brian: “Hey.” Justin: “How long have I been out?” Brian: “About three hours.” Justin snuggled closer to Brian; Brian wrapped his arms tighter around him, neither sure if they are holding on for one last time or for the rest of their lives. Justin: “Are we going to talk?” Brian: “Yeah, we have dinner but stay afterwards?” Justin: “Yeah,” Justin leans up to kiss Brian. They both silently get up to get dressed. Justin looked around the room, it was a perfect vision of him and Brian spending the rest of their lives here and for some reason, Justin felt nothing but dread. He knew if Brian said it was over he wouldn’t be the same, he wouldn’t make it back to himself. As Brian stops at the door he looks back at Justin and his heart lurches as he can see the tears brimming in his eyes. He walks over and wraps his arms tightly around the smaller man and kisses the top of his head. Jason’s POV I know he is going to go back to Justin; he looks at him the way I always dreamed he looked at me. I admit that maybe he is different but I’m sure I could love him now, never like I did. I love my Brian; he will always be the eighteen-year-old boy I found, desperate for some kind of connection. I couldn’t believe it when they told me he was a slut. Just goes to show you how things have changed. Here is my question. Do I want to keep doing this? I have been here for two months and nothing has changed. I saw the power Justin holds over him but I’ve also seen the love between them; it has never been that way with us. I have one more way, since I told Debbie I couldn’t make it tonight. I will have to plan my strategy to get my Puppy back for Friday. Things will go the way I want them too. I always get what I want. Justin’s POV We are sitting around the table, I know there is tension in the air but I can’t help it; I don’t know what’s going on. Yes, I know he feels loyal to Jason but I swear he doesn’t love the Brian I know. The amazing man, wonderful, perfect in everything. I know Brian is not perfect, far from perfect actually, but I love him despite all his flaws. Brian asked me to stay tonight so we could talk; I know he is going to call Jason as soon as the family leaves. Whatever will happen we will have this weekend, my boys, the men of my heart. Brian’s POV Yes, this dinner is a little tense but we are all laughing, drinking and enjoy the company. Like Deb would actually let us have a family dinner where we didn’t completely get along and push our problems aside. I just think about Justin and me in the master bedroom; he seemed so perfect in it, hell we seemed perfect in it. I will never admit it but I have dreamed of Justin and I in that room, hell in the whole room. This is our home. I have never felt like home, safe, but here with Justin and Gus, it feels like home, like my safety is back. So, I know I have to talk to Jason and I will. But first I have to talk to Justin after we put Gus to bed. Until later is the moment of truth.