"Why don't you take them back to the loft for drinks." Melanie suggested.

"We're sorry about the kids. They had so much fun playing on their new swing set." Lindsay said. The kids had wanted to go right back outside, and Teresa and Sawyer took them out, but then soon got tired and sleepy.

"Oh please don't worry about it. Give grandma kisses." Teresa said to both of the kids. They left shortly after saying goodbye to the girls and the kids.

"Do you need your car tomorrow?" Brian asked Justin.

"I was gonna start taking some of the stuff in the apartment back to my studio. Start setting it up." Justin told him.

"I have an early meeting tomorrow. Do you want to just follow us?" Brian asked his parents, and grandparents.

"Sounds good." Robert said.

"I want to go with my grandson in law." Genevieve said, wrapping her arm around one of Justin's. He smiled at her.

"It would be an honor. We just have to go across the street to get our cars." Justin told Brian's grandfather. He nodded as he got in. Brian looked uncomfortable for a moment. He looked over at his mother as she was getting into the backseat.

"Do you um..." Brian trailed off. Teresa looked up and smiled. "Do you want to go in my car?" Brian asked, scratching the back of his neck and looking away.

"Sure." she said, shutting the back door. She turned to Sawyer. "Make sure he puts on his GPS. He thinks he knows his way around. And he's gonna say he knows a quicker way into Pittsburgh and not follow the boys." Teresa said, talking about her father.

"I HEARD THAT!" Robert shouted from inside the car, making them laugh. Brian and Teresa started walking, and Justin turned with Genevieve still wrapped around his arm.

"I can't believe how stunning your house is." Teresa said as they walked up the driveway.

"When do we get a tour of this magnificent house?" Genevieve asked. Brian laughed as Justin made a face.

"Don't mind him. Sunshine is waiting for the big reveal at our house warming party. He doesn't want anyone to see it just yet." Brian said. Justin glared at him and Genevieve laughed.

"It's alright sweetheart. I can wait." Genevieve said.

"Oh my God I love this car." Teresa said when they stopped in front of Brian's Vette.

"Thanks." Brian said. Justin jumped up and down.

"Brian bought me this SUV a few weeks ago." Justin said excitedly

"Aww that's so sweet." Teresa said. Brian rolled his eyes.

"We'll see you there." Brian said, reaching over to hold the door out for Teresa. Justin did the same thing for Genevieve. Brian's car was parked right behind Justin's, so when they shut the doors, Brian walked to the front of his car, while Justin walked to the back of his SUV, to meet in the middle.

"You gonna be ok?" Justin asked, as they walked to the driver sides of their cars.

"Well I don't really have a choice now do I Sunshine?" Brian asked. Justin smiled.

"You're amazing Brian Kinney." Justin said. Brian rolled his eyes.

"Tell me something I don't already know." Brian said sarcastically. Justin rolled his eyes and leaned up and kissed him.

"I love you. A lot." Justin said. Brian pushed him backwards.

"Yeah you to ya twat." Brian said. Justin made faces at him as he walked away. Brian got into his car and followed Justin down the driveway, and down the street.

"I can't get over how beautiful it is here." Teresa said. He nodded.

"The pain in the ass wanted his own Country Manor with stables and a pool. This was the closest house that I found." Brian chuckled. She smiled at him.

"Do you still feel nervous about us being here?" Teresa asked.

"No I'm fine." Brian answered automatically. She laughed.

"Your definitely just like Sawyer. I can tell when both of you are lying and don't want to admit to being nervous." she said. Brian looked over at her, and couldn't help but snort. He looked back at the road.

"I'm still a bit nervous." He admitted. She nodded her head.

"Yeah I was to. So was Sawyer. He won't admit that though." she said. She looked back over at him. "I just want you to know, that you don't have to feel awkward around us. You can pretty much say anything in front of us. We've heard it all. Our whole family is pretty open about anything and everything. So you don't have to be on your best behavior around us." she said. He looked over and smirked at her.

"What makes you think I'm on my best behavior?" he asked. She shrugged.

"Why else would Justin come and make sure that we were open minded and willing to accept you into our lives. It's not just because your gay." she said. He looked over at her. She was good. She hit the nail right on the head. He shifted uncomfortably. "You don't have to admit it. It's really ok." she said. He peeked back over at her and smiled. He couldn't help but smiling back. He was trying not to fight liking her. But that was how he was. He didn't initially like anyone. He would fight it to the bitter end. But he couldn't be like that. Not with his mom. His real mom. He cleared his throat.

"I just...I don't want you getting your hopes up with me." he admitted.

"Why do you say that?" she asked gently.

"Because I'm not a nice person. I'm pretty much the biggest asshole you'll ever meet. I make enemies quicker then I make friends. I just don't want you getting your feelings hurt if I'm not the son that you've been dreaming about for 35 years. I screw up. A lot. And I'll probably make you cry. And it isn't easy being involved in my life." he said. He shot a glance at her. She was staring ahead. Thinking about what he said.

"I have dreamt of you for 35 years. That's true. But I don't expect you to be calling me mom by tonight." she said, looking at him. "I have had 35 years to think about this. It's why I'm more calm and collected about it. I don't have expectations. I do hope for a future with you. I'm not going to sit here and lie about that. And since I'm being honest, when I did think about you getting married, I thought it was going to be to a woman." she said. He stopped at the red light, and looked at her. "But I wasn't the slightest bit disappointed when I found out it was Justin that you were marrying." she told him. He sucked in a breath, realizing he hadn't been breathing. "I fell in love with that boy the second I opened the door." she said. He chuckled nervously. "I hope that I can have a future with you. With you, and Justin and Gus. And Lindsay, Melanie and that precious baby girl. I hope that I get to meet Michael and Debbie. I definitely am hoping. But I don't want to push you either. But I'm also a lot stronger then you think. I have four brothers. I'm Italian. I'm not naïve to the way or the world. And I hope that you can trust me with your life. To be in it. To know that I'm not going to judge you, or not love you. And I hope above anything else Brian Kinney, that I can be the mother that you've always wanted." she said. He turned away before she could see that his eyes were started to tear up. He coughed and discreetly wiped them away, driving again.

"Well I hope you are strong. Because I really am not a nice person most of the time." he said. She tried to hide her smirk.

"Justin doesn't seem to think so." she said. He snorted.

"Justin knows better then anyone what an ass I can be." he said, looking at her. "He's been the brunt of my anger more times then I can count. I still don't know how he stuck around for so long. He left me twice because I couldn't give him what he wanted." he said. He couldn't believe he was admitting this to her. But he felt eerily like he could trust her. "He wasn't even asking me for the world. All he was asking for was a simple romantic gesture. A picnic on the floor. Bring him home some flowers. Actually admit the fact that he was my boyfriend. Say I love you." he said. He scrubbed at his face. "The second time though...he wanted what everyone else had. He wanted me to settle down. Get married. Buy a house. Start a family...once he knew I couldn't give him any of those things...he left for good. And he was never going to come back." he said sadly. He had never even spoke of these things out loud.

"Well he did come back. He's in the car in front of us. So what changed?" she asked. He looked at her, and then back at the road.

"I own a club. Babylon. It's a gay club." he said, and chuckled. "I was coming out of it, before I owned it, and he was standing outside under a street lamp. That's when I met him...but there was a benefit going on there. I let Michael have it for the night. It was to stop a Proposition of taking all rights from the gay community...everyone was there. Except me. I was going to gay Mardi Gras in Australia.." he trailed off, looking at her. He cleared his throat. "Someone set a bomb to go off." he said. She gasped. "I heard it on the radio and all I kept thinking was...please God don't let anything happen to him. Not him. Please not him." he whispered. He laughed. "The only time I ever remember praying...and I come back and it's complete chaos. I found his mom and she said he was still in there, so I ran in there. Screaming for him. And I saw him. He was ok. You couldn't even see his blonde hair or his skin...he was covered in soot...and I was just relieved. He was alive..." he trailed off, clearing his throat. "I had to drive Debbie to the hospital. Michael had been really hurt. Had his spleen removed. And I went back to Babylon, and he was still there. And I just grabbed him and hugged him. And I finally told him I loved him." he said. Remembering the fear he felt that night. That he could have died. He would have died thinking that Brian never loved him.

"Love is stronger when it's not easy. When you have to fight. When you have to overcome obstacles...it makes it stronger. It makes it more intense." she said. He noticed that she wiped her face. He had made her cry, and he smirked.

"Told you I make people cry." he said. She laughed and hit his arm.

"How do you think it's going back there?" Justin asked, looking in his rear view mirror. "I can tell they're talking. That's good." Justin said. Genevieve laughed.

"Teresa can put anyone at ease. She's has such a calmness about her. She's the most loving of all my children." Genevieve said. Justin smiled at her.

"I am so glad that he got to meet you all tonight. I didn't think he'd meet you all this soon after I told him. The past 48 hours has been...like magical. It's insane." Justin said, smiling. Genevieve patted his hand.

"I have been waiting 35 years to see my daughter smile." she said. Justin looked at her. "She smiles. She's a very happy person. But that smile lit up her eyes. And I haven't seen that smile since she was 13 years old...she gave a piece of her heart away the day she lost Brian. She never got it back till yesterday." she said. Justin smiled at her as she grabbed his hand. "Thank you for finding her." she said. He looked in the rear view mirror again, and then burst out laughing. "What is it?" she asked.

"He's caught me spying. He's giving me the finger." Justin laughed.

"Who on earth are you flicking off?" Teresa asked.

"That nosy fucker up there." Brian said, as he held up his middle finger. Teresa looked forward and squinted. She could see Justin turned around and flicking Brian off.

"Who is he flicking off?" Sawyer asked, leaning forward in the car. Robert leaned forward.

"Better be Justin. I'll break it off if he's giving me that finger." Robert joked.

"Oh God you don't even have a real elevator door?" Teresa complained as Brian pulled the wooden door up to let them into the elevator. He snorted at her.

"Why? Are you afraid your gonna fall and plummet to your death?" Sawyer asked. She turned around and punched him in the arm.

"I'm not afraid asshole." she said, and stomped onto the elevator. The guys all laughed as Brian closed the door, and took them up.

"Brian owns the whole building." Justin said, smiling proudly.

"Impressive." Robert said.

"It's only been a little over a month." Brian said.

"First thing you can do is put a fucking door on the elevator." she told him, glaring at him. Brian smiled and opened the door, letting them off. Brian walked off and started unlocking the door.

"Now you put all your underwear away right?" Justin joked. Brian snorted and rolled his eyes.

"Your the messy one remember." he said. He slid the door open and let them in, taking their coats and hung them up.

"Wow it's beautiful in here." Genevieve said.

"My God you and Sawyer are just alike. This is just like what his house looks like." Teresa said, looking around. Sawyer smiled at Brian.

"Can we get you something to drink? We have a full bar." Justin said excitedly. Justin and Brian started making drinks, when Justin's phone went off.

"Hey mom what's up?" Justin asked, answering his phone. "Wait what?" he asked. Brian looked at him, and Justin picked up his head. Brian could tell he looked pissed. "Is Molly ok?" he asked.

"What happened?" Brian asked. Justin pulled the phone away from his mouth.

"My father had his supervised visit tonight. Molly told him she wanted to live with my mother. He went all berserk on her. After she left he got real drunk and showed up at my moms house screaming at her. He drove off already before Carl could get there." Justin said, and went back to his phone, walking into their room.

"Is he ok?" Teresa asked. Brian glared as he watched Justin.

"His no good fucking homophobic prick of a father is at it again." he gritted out. He straightened himself out and turned to look at all the concerned faces. "He's filing for sole custody of Justin's little sister. His dad made up all these lies about Justin, myself and his mothers boyfriend. He has supervised visits with Molly for now. He keeps going completely psychotic. He hit Justin in the courtroom. Broke his nose." Brian said. Genevieve gasped. "Hit him so hard he fell into me, and I fell into Melanie. We were all in the hospital. Fucking God damn shit broke my tooth." Brian said.

"No wonder you and Mel got so hateful when Justin spoke of him." Sawyer said. Justin came out of the room, scrubbing his face.

"Is Jennifer alright?" Brian asked as Justin stood next to him. Justin nodded.

"Yeah Tucker's there with her. And Carl has a patrol car waiting outside her house in case he comes back. Carl's just gonna drive around and see if he can find the drunk." Justin said, scrubbing his face. Teresa put her hand on his shoulder.

"Oh sweetie I'm so sorry. Do you want us to go so you can go see your mother?" Teresa asked.

"Yes we won't mind at all." Genevieve said. Justin opened his eyes.

"No. Please don't go. My mom will kill me if we make you leave and go over there." Justin said.

"Are you sure honey? Your mother is more important right now. And your little sister." Teresa said. Brian couldn't help but be impressed. She said this with all sincerity. He looked at Sawyer, Genevieve and Robert, and saw that they were nodding their heads in agreement.

"No really. Please don't leave. I actually offered to come over, but when I said you were over, she said she'll kill me if either of us step foot in her house tonight. She said hello by the way." Justin said softly, chuckling. Brian could tell his mind was elsewhere. Brian put his hand on the back of Justin's neck and smiled at him.

"I don't mind if you go over Sunshine." he said. Justin shook his head.

"I know. But it's ok. I'm not gonna let him keep ruining the good moments in my life. He's already been doing plenty of that since I came back from New York." he said tiredly.

"Oh then get this boy a drink. Best way to ignore a shitty father, is to drink up." Teresa said. Brian, Justin and Sawyer all laughed at her. Robert put his hands on his hips.

"And how the hell would you even know how to do that?" Robert asked. Justin and Brian chuckled.

"From all my friends who get jealous that I have the best father." she said, and smiled at him. He rolled his eyes at her.

"I have some cheesecake I bought yesterday. Let's have some of that." Justin said, going to the fridge. The others sat down at the table and started making small talk, as Justin got the strawberry cheesecake out and started getting dishes out, and silverware. Brian put his hands on Justin's shoulders and started squeezing his neck.

"You sure your ok Sunshine?" Brian asked. Justin let out a sigh of frustration.

"I just can't believe how he's turned this all into such a mess. He can't be surprised that Molly wants nothing to do with him. And he just stands there and completely blames me. I just said I was gay. I didn't force mom to get a divorce. I didn't even want them to get a divorce. But he's the one who abused her for years. He cheated on her. Gus isn't even my biological son, but I would give him the world if he wants me to. I love him like he was my own son. I just don't get why he fucking hates me like he does." Justin said, starting to get emotional. Brian turned him around so he could see him.

"He's a fucking dirt bag who didn't deserve you. You're better then him. You show him what he's missing. You're better off without him. And Gus is your real son. He's our son Sunshine." Brian said as he cupped Justin's cheek and leaned down and kissed him. Justin smiled and took a deep breath.

"Let's just forget about him. This is your night, and I want to enjoy myself." Justin said. He turned back around to the counter and Brian kissed his cheek. He grabbed some plates and brought them over to the table. Justin came over and started cutting the cheesecake, putting it on the plates and Brian served them.

"Ok so tell me how this worked. How did you two decide to get married?" Robert asked.

"Who proposed to who?" Sawyer asked. Justin chuckled.

"Well I'm the man in the relationship" Brian said deadpanned. Justin turned around and hit him.

"I'm a man to you jerk." Justin said. The other's laughed, and Brian couldn't help but laugh with them as he looked at Justin's face. Justin's mouth was wide open.

"Well your the wife and I'm the husband. So I had to propose." Brian told him. Justin's eyes widened.

"You are so fucking dead. I would have proposed years ago if I wanted to humiliate myself. And you didn't even propose." he turned back to the others. "I didn't get some romantic proposal with flowers and music and some flash mob dance." Justin said. It was Brian's turn to let his mouth fall open.

"Not a romantic proposal?" Brian asked, very serious

"Oooh someone's in trouble." Robert said to Sawyer. Genevieve hit his arm. Justin turned to Brian, crossing his arms and staring him down.

"I love the way you asked me to marry you. It's very...you." Justin said, trying not to laugh. Brian glared at him, and Justin just laughed. He hit Brian's chest. "Oh calm down and sit. Eat your cheesecake." Justin said, kissing Brian's cheek. He sat down and looked at Brian, yanking him to sit down.

"I think it was very romantic." Brian said. Justin just laughed.

"Well the second time was better then the first." Justin said, smiling.

"Oooh you had to ask him twice? That's gotta hurt." Robert said.

"Oh will you shut up." Genevieve told her husband, chuckling.

"Well tell us all about it." Teresa said. Justin snickered and rubbed Brian's arm.

"Tell them the story and see what they think." Justin said. He was just making Brian angrier and angrier. Brian just took a bite of his cheesecake and ignored him, making Justin laugh. He turned back the others. "Well. I guess in order to explain the reason why you even asked me to marry you, I'll have to explain the circumstances around it." he said. He looked at Brian, and he nodded. So he turned back to them. "Me and Brian actually weren't together at the time. We had broken up. We were just both going in two separate directions. So I was living in my own studio." he said, making Brian snort. Justin glared at him, but kept talking. "There was a Proposition going on. Trying to take away all rights for the gay community. Melanie and Lindsay, and then Michael and Ben would lose their houses. Lindsay and Michael would lose their health insurance because they were on Mel and Ben's. Melanie would lose parental rights to Gus, and Michael and Ben wouldn't be able to adopt Hunter. It was effecting all of us. So we were having a benefit to help get the word out. So we were having it at Brian's club, Babylon. Everyone was there...except Brian." Justin said, smirking at him. Brian rolled his eyes.

"Where were you?" Genevieve asked.

"Gay Mardi Gras in Australia." Teresa said.

"You told her?" Justin asked Brian.

"Part of it. I didn't even make it to the airport though." Brian corrected. Teresa smiled at him.

"Somebody planned for a bomb to go off at the club." he said, making Brian's grandmother gasp. "Well it was absolutely crazy. A million firetrucks and paramedics were there. Trying to get us out. I was just so discombobulated. I spent five years of my life in this club. I worked there for a month, and then when Brian bought it I was there all the time at first. But I was so freaked out I couldn't figure out where the door was?" Justin said, taking a shaky breath.

"Was anyone hurt?" Genevieve asked.

"A few people died. A lot were hurt. Michael had to have surgery." Brian explained. Genevieve gasped and covered her mouth.

"Who did it?" Sawyer asked.

"There's still an investigation." Brian said.

"Some religious group who thinks all fags are going to hell." Justin said. Genevieve huffed.

"They need Jesus." she said, making them laugh.

"So what happened with you two?" Sawyer asked. Justin straightened up.

"Well Brian had come back, and he came into the club looking for me. And I heard him screaming my name, so he grabbed me. He had heard me screaming that I couldn't find the door. I should have known where it was. But I was just so freaked out." he said. Shaking his head. Brian put his hand on the back of Justin's neck and squeezed. That was his way of comforting him. "Well after he found me, he was outside...and he told me that he loved me for the first time." Justin said, and smiled at Brian. Brian took a sip of his drink, looking at Justin the whole time. Justin turned back to them. "So he came to my apartment the next day and completely insulted it." he said. Brian snorted and put his glass down.

"He didn't even have a bathroom. Or a fridge. There was grime on the walls. Rusty windows." Brian said, shaking his head at the memory. Justin just laughed.

"But it was mine. It was the first time I had lived on my own. And it was all I could afford. So I made the comment that I know it's not the Country Manor of my dreams with stables and pool, but it's mine." Justin said, smiling at Brian. Brian just smiled and rolled his eyes. Justin turned back to Brian's family, who were completely silent, listening to their story. "He actually did come by to be nice. He came by to see if I was ok. He was glad that I was ok, and he grabbed me and said so how about marrying me." Justin said smiling at Brian.

"You don't make it sound to appealing" Brian grumbled, making Justin laugh.

"Well I said no of course. He had spent the last few months totally complaining about Michael and Ben, and then Mel and Linds. He hated the idea of marriage, and here he was asking me to marry him. And I knew that it was just because he was so freaked out about what happened. With Michael being in the hospital. I said thank you, but the answer was no." Justin said. Brian just rolled his eyes, making Justin laugh loudly.

"Now tell them how romantic I was." Brian said. Justin smiled.

"He told me a few days later I had to go somewhere with him. And he wasn't taking no for an answer. So he drove me up to this enormous, beautiful house. I asked who lived there, and he said we do." Justin said, smiling at Brian. This time, Brian smiled back. "He bought the house for me. My Country Manor with stables and a pool." Justin said softly. Remembering the moment. He took a deep breath. "He said everything right. Everything I had been waiting five years to hear. He convinced me, that even though he was the worst candidate for marriage, it also made him the best candidate for marriage." Justin said, chuckling.

"That does sound pretty romantic Justin." Genevieve pointed out to Justin.

"Thank you." Brian joked, making them laugh.

"So I said ok then. Let's do it. He convinced me." Justin said. Brian smiled, but Justin could tell, it wasn't the happiest smile. "We planned the wedding for a month from then...but the night of the Rehearsal Dinner we actually called it off." Justin said, putting his head down.

"Wait. You were already supposed to get married?" Teresa asked.

"Last April." Brian said. He squeezed Justin's neck again. "I told Sunshine here that he needed to go to New York and conquer the art world first. He needed to make it on his own, without my help. So we called it off, and he spent the next seven months in New York." Brian said.

"What made you come back?" Sawyer asked. Justin looked back up.

"Oh I was miserable. I did really well. Better then well. But...I was really lonely living there by myself. So after a really successful show, I came back here...and I asked Brian if I could come back home." Justin said. Brian leaned back in his chair. Justin turned back to the group. "I pretty much surprised the crap out of him by showing up here. He was waiting for me to call him after my show. Waiting for a few hours. And I show up at his door...and then he asked me to marry him for real." Justin said, proudly smiling. "And now we're really getting married in May this time. And it will be better because they're gonna pass the law for same sex marriages. And West Virginia is to. So this time it will be legal." he said proudly.

"Oh my God hand me a napkin." Teresa said. Her and Genevieve were crying.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you cry." Justin laughed. She shook her head.

"As my grandson says, these are happy tears." Teresa joked.

"Geez your a fucking cry baby." Sawyer joked.

"You know I'm gonna hit you so hard your heads going to go flying down the street." she told him. It felt so good to laugh like this. Like they were a real family. Like they hadn't just met Brian that night.

"So you had your art at a gallery in New York? Which one?" Sawyer asked. Before he could answer, there was a loud pounding on the door.

"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS!" someone screamed. Justin and Brian looked at each other.

"Oh my God. Please don't tell me." Justin said quietly. He knew that voice.

"I'm gonna fucking kill him." Brian said, getting up and running to the door.

"BRIAN DON'T!" Justin yelled, running after him. He turned around real quick. "Grab my phone and look for Carl Horvath. Tell him my dads here." Justin said, spinning back around as Brian yanked the door open. Justin's father was wobbling.

"What the fuck do you want?" Brian demanded.

"I came to ssspeak to my homo sson." Craig slurred out. He fell forward into Brian, and Brian shoved him back.

"Get the fuck out of my house you drunken bastard." Brian said. Craig pointed at him.

"Don't you tell meee whatss to dddoo." Craig said, losing his balance again and bumped into the wall next to the door. "You sstolle my son. Youuu CHILD MOLESSTOR!" Craig yelled. Justin hated hearing him yell that. He stood in front of Brian, holding him back from punching Craig. Craig held out his hands and smiled. "Theeeere's my fairyyy son." Craig laughed. Brian lunged forward, but Justin held him back.

"Get the fuck out of here. I don't want you here." Justin said. Craig started clapping. Not well, but he clapped. "Why are you clapping?" Justin demanded.

"For the fuckinnng queer who fucked upp my ddaughters head. Who sstole me daughter. And to the fuccccking child molester wwho turnned my sonn into paaathetic HOOOMO!" Craig yelled. Justin didn't know when Sawyer, Robert or Teresa ran up, but he was glad, because he couldn't hold Brian off by himself. Sawyer and Robert were holding Brian back.

"When are you gonna get it through your fucking head? He didn't turn me into anything. I was always gay. Just because he was the first guy I met, and he was older then me, didn't mean he turned me into anything." Justin told him.

"Oh I sure as hell turned him into the best homosexual he could be. And he's ten times the man then you'll EVER FUCKING BE!" Brian screamed at him. Trying to lunge at him, but his father and grandfather held him back.

"Don't even bother with him Brian. He's not worth it." Robert told him. Surprising Brian by the strong grip he had on him.

"I think you should leave." Sawyer said. Craig laughed at him.

"And whoo the FUCK..are youuu?" Craig slurred. Sawyer seemed to tower over all of them all of a sudden.

"I'm Brian's father. And if you don't get the hell out of his home, your going to be leaving in a fucking body bag." Sawyer said. Justin's eyes widened at him. He looked deadly. Craig just laughed.

"Oh. So yourrrr the one ressponssible for this CHILD MOLESTOR!" Craig screamed.

"DON'T FUCKING CALL HIM THAT!" Justin screamed. He was about to hit him, but Teresa yanked him back. She stood in front of Justin, and got in Craig's face. Staring him down. Craig just laughed.

"What. Are they senndding the lesbbiians now?" he asked, laughing at himself.

"Oh please. If I were a lesbian, I wouldn't be ashamed to own it." she said, getting in his face, and pointing her finger. "You call my son a child molester one more fucking time, I'm gonna kick you so hard in the balls you'll be puking them up in hell. Because then I'm going kill you myself." she said. Justin and Brian's eyes widened.

"Teresa please." Genevieve said.

"You think...I'm scared offff the fffucking whore who made that!" Craig slurred out, pointing to Brian. She laughed at him.

"First you call MY son, a child molester, then you call your son a fairy, and now you call me a whore?" Teresa asked. She turned back to the guys and laughed. "Did you hear him call me a whore?" she asked.

"Oh Jesus. She took her shoes off." Sawyer said.

"That kid ssshould have killed you at prom." Craig said. Justin lost all feeling in his body, and the only reason why Brian couldn't get away, is because his father and grandfather were holding onto him for dear life. Teresa turned back to Craig and punched him so hard, he went flying backwards and hit the elevator, breaking the wooden door. She went over and leaned down, towering over him.

"DON'T YOU EVER MESS WITH MY SONS AGAIN OR I'LL FUCKING MURDER YOU!" Teresa screamed over him. Sawyer let go of Brian and ran out, grabbing her and pulling her back. Everyone had came out, to see Craig covered in blood.

"Move him out of the way before someone starts the elevator." Genevieve said. Robert went over and pulled him.

"DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!" Craig screamed. Just in time for the elevator to go down.

"He just saved you from being crushed by the elevator you stupid ungrateful homophobic asshole." Justin said. He kicked Craig in the stomach, letting out a sob. He went to lean down and punch him, but Brian grabbed him and pulled him back, holding him against his chest, with both of them facing forward.

"It's ok Justin." Brian said into his ear. The elevator was coming back up, as they heard footsteps. Two cops came running up the steps.

"What happened to him?" the first cop asked.

"He got his ass beat by a woman." Sawyer said. The elevator stopped, and Carl and Debbie had to bend down to get out of the elevator.

"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?" Debbie demanded.

"Pick him up." Carl told the two cops. Justin was crying in Brian's arms.

"Sunshine what happened?" Debbie asked, shoving Craig out of the way and running to Justin to wipe his face. She looked back over at Craig. "YOU FUCKING ANIMAL!" She screamed at him.

"THE BIITCH BROKE MY NOOOSE!" Craig yelled.

"I hope she broke your fucking teeth." Brian said.

"Your lucky it wasn't your whole fucking face you fucker!" Teresa said. Sawyer jerked her backwards.

"Teresa please." Genevieve cried.

"I'll come back to get you." Carl told Debbie, as he followed the cops taking Carl down the stairs, who slurred obscenities the whole way down.

"Robert get them all back in here." Genevieve cried. Robert put his hand on Teresa's shoulder.

"Come on Xena." Sawyer said, pulling Teresa in. Brian was still holding Justin's back against him. Debbie cupped Justin's face.

"Sunshine calm down." Debbie said.

"That stupid mother fucker." Justin cried. Brian pulled Justin into the loft. Just enough that he was inside. Debbie squeezed in behind them to shut the door, as Brian turned Justin around in his arms, and let Justin cry in his chest.

"Shhh Justin it's alright." Brian told him. He was nervous doing this. Holding Justin while he cried. This wasn't something he never had to do. He sucked at comforting someone. Debbie walked away, her hands on her hips.

"What the fuck happened?" she asked the other four.

"I fucking punched his face in that's what happened." Teresa said.

"Teresa put your boots back on and calm down." Genevieve told her.

"I can't calm down. I'm not putting them back on." Teresa said. She grabbed a hair tie and put her hand up, and then started fanning herself.

"Here drink this." Sawyer said, handing her a large glass of wine. Debbie stared at them, and then gasped.

"Oh my God. Your Brian's parents." Debbie said. The four of them stopped and looked at her. "Brian looks just like you. He's like your twin." Debbie said. He smiled and nodded.

"I'm Sawyer, and this is Teresa. And these are her parents, Genevieve and Robert." Sawyer said.

"I'm Debbie." she said. Teresa pulled the glass away from her face, and stared.

"We've heard so much about you. I'm sorry we had to meet you like this." Genevieve said. Teresa put her glass down and walked over to her.

"I'm usually a very nice person. And I've been dying to meet you since Justin told me about you yesterday." Teresa said, anger still in her voice. "But I think we're going to be great friends. And I'm sorry you had to meet me like this. I wanted to make a better first impression." she said, still angry. Debbie smiled.

"Honey. You just punched out Sunshine's dad for him, and Brian. You just made the best fucking impression you could have." Debbie said, smiling. Teresa smiled, but was still heated.

"We'll have to talk later. I have lots I want to say to you. But none of it should come out when I'm angry like this. It needs to be one of those moments where we cry and I give you a hug." Teresa said. Debbie laughed.

"Oh I'm gonna like you." Debbie said. Brian was still hugging Justin, who was starting to catch his breath. "Come on over here Sunshine." Debbie waved at Brian. She turned to Sawyer. "Get some ice for her hand. There's an ice pack under the sink." Debbie said. Sawyer nodded and went to work.

"Come on just sit down." Brian said to Justin.

"I can't keep doing this. Not with him. Why does he hate me?" Justin sobbed to Brian. The others couldn't hear anything he said, but Brian could. He just held Justin as he cried. He wasn't the best at comforting anyone. But this was Justin. He had to. He had to be good at this. This wasn't something that was negotiable. So he stroked his fingers through Justin's hair, and the other hand he rubbed up and down his back.

"It's ok Sunshine. He can't hurt you if you don't let him. Don't let him keep taking things away from you." Brian said. Justin held tight to Brian's waist. "You be better at everything Justin. Have a better life then him. Have a career that your happy with. Have a better home then him. Have a lot more sex then he ever did. And we'll have a better marriage then he did. And a longer marriage then he had. Because we won't get a divorce like he did. If your happy, then you'll prove him wrong about you." he said. He made Justin look at him. "Just take a deep breath. Let's go sit back down and eat that cheesecake. Drink some beer." he said. Justin took a few shaky breaths, and Brian leaned down and kissed him. "You have me here. And I'm not going anywhere. I love you. A lot Justin." he admitted to him. Justin nodded, trying not to cry. He leaned down and kissed him again. He wiped Justin's face. "Come on let's go back over there." he said. Justin nodded his head, and Brian wrapped his arm around his shoulder, keeping him close as they walked back over.

"You're ok Sunshine." Debbie told Justin. It wasn't a question. She was telling him that he was ok. He nodded and she kissed his cheek, and then wiped off her lipstick. "Sit down. I'll get you a drink." Debbie said, pulling out a chair for him. He sat down, leaned his elbows on the table, and covered his face with his hands. Brian noticed that Teresa had her hand laying on the table and had a ice pack on her hand. The other hand she was rubbing Justin's back.

"Are you ok Justin?" Genevieve asked. He nodded without taking his hands away. Brian scooted his chair close and wrapped his arm around Justin's shoulder.

"Here drink this. It will calm your nerves." Debbie said as she placed the drink in front of Justin.

"Or get you drunk. Either way it will help." Sawyer said. Justin chuckled and moved his hands. He wiped at his face, and Debbie kissed the top of his head. She went over and sat next to Brian.

"Someone wanna tell me what the fuck happened?" Debbie asked. They all looked around at each other.

"Justin's father showed up. Started shouting at Brian and Justin." Robert said.

"So momma bear over here took her boots off and went over and slugged him." Sawyer said proudly. Teresa chuckled.

"Mother fucker hurt my hand." Teresa said, showing them her red hand. Brian grabbed a drink and placed it in front of her, and then picked up Justin's drink.

"Alright. You can stay." Brian told her. Her mouth dropped a bit. "I think you proved that you can handle my...my life." he said. She gulped down whatever air she could. "So you can stick around." he told her. She held a hand to her mouth, and nodded her head as she started getting tears in her eyes. Sawyer rubbed her back. He looked around. "If you think you can handle that. You all can stick around." he said. Debbie smiled and squeezed Brian's leg.

"Do I get to punch someone next time?" Robert asked. Everyone burst out laughing at him. Even Justin smiled.

"I have to say for our first family fight, we were pretty bad ass." Sawyer said, making everyone keep laughing.

"Yeah I'm pretty shocked you had such a strong grip." Brian said to Robert. He smiled.

"I may be getting older, but I'm still a strong young man." Robert said, smiling. Teresa pushed Brian's arm off of Justin to wrap her own arm around Justin.

"You ok baby?" she asked, and kissed the side of his head. He nodded and wiped his face.

"Yeah I'll be ok." he said. He let out a sarcastic chuckle. "What the hell are you supposed to do when your own father says your better off dead?" he asked, starting to cry again.

"You say fuck him." Teresa said. She rubbed her hand up and down his other arm, and kissed his cheek, keeping her head next to his. Brian rubbed his back.

"No man deserves to have a son when he throws you away like that." Sawyer said, angrily. Sawyer shot Brian a nervous glance. Brian figured he was wondering if he thought he and Craig were the same? Throwing their kids away. But they weren't the same.

"What did he mean, about your prom?" Robert asked. Justin, Brian and Debbie all stared at him. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to pry. You don't have to answer that." he said. Justin took a deep breath and wiped at his nose.

"There was this kid. He was harassing me at school because I was gay. We got into a few fights...and I went to my prom and...Brian surprised me." Justin said, looking at Brian. Brian looked down at his drink.

"We were dancing. And I kissed him in front of everyone. And it set him off. He followed us out to the parking garage where my jeep was...and waited till Justin walked away. I saw him in my side mirror and tried to stop him but...he hit Justin with a bat." he said. He heard his mother and grandmother gasp.

"I was in a coma for awhile. Then in rehab. I almost died. And my dad thinks it would be better if I had died." Justin said, getting choked up. Brian didn't look at anyone, but he put his arm back around Justin and pulled him closer to him. "It messed with my hand that I draw with. I get cramps a lot. And it still hurts...and I actually don't even remember my prom...I didn't remember what happened in the parking garage either at first. But that memory came back to me." Justin said sadly.

"That's why you didn't want me to park and walk you into the airport." Sawyer said. Justin looked at him and nodded.

"You don't let that fucking asshole take your joy away. You are a good person Sunshine. You deserve so much better." Debbie said, getting emotional.

"If your putting me into that equation, I'm going to have to ask you to hit the road." Brian joked.

"Oh you shut your fucking mouth you little asshole." Debbie said. Justin picked his head up to smile at the two of them.

"Debbie's form of endearing words is calling you little asshole. Or little shit. It's like sweetie or honey." Brian told them. Debbie slapped his arm. Teresa sat up again.

"Sawyer get me my boots so I can put them back on." Teresa said. He rolled his eyes and got up and grabbed them for her. He gave them back and she scooted her chair out so she could put them back on and zip them up.

"Why do you always say that about taking your shoes off?" Justin asked. His nose was stuffed up from crying. She laughed.

"If my shoes come off, it's on. I'm not gonna get into a fight and mess up my shoes." she said like it was the most natural thing in the world. She smiled and sat back at the table. "When my shoes are off, I'm not nice. But now that there back on, I'm back to normal." she said, and was all smiles.

"I really like you." Debbie said. Brian chuckled.

"So does this mean now that you'll come to our house next weekend and let Teresa show you off to all your family?" Genevieve asked Brian. He was stunned for a moment by the question. And Justin smiled.

"God Ma. Let him meet Sawyer's family first. There's less of them to scare him off." Teresa joked. Brian gulped. Justin leaned his head on Brian's shoulder.

"I know. But there a plane ride away. Whereas we're just a drive away." Genevieve said, smiling at Brian.

"Aren't you telling your brother and sisters tomorrow?" Teresa asked Sawyer.

"Yeah tomorrow night. We have to wait for my sister and her husband to get in." Sawyer said.

"That's perfect. Brian and Justin could fly in the day after." Genevieve said. Justin chuckled silently as he felt Brian's body go rigid.

"I know what you're doing. Your purposely trying to scare him into saying yes. And your to sweet for him to say no to." Teresa said.

"I wouldn't do such a thing." Genevieve said. Teresa snorted and Robert just laughed. "You could even bring Gus." she said. Teresa's eyes widened.

"Oh gosh low blow. She just hooked Teresa in." Sawyer said, laughing. Justin looked up.

"You could take a few days off. We could stay a couple of days in Boston, and then come home and drive over to their house and meet all of their family." Justin said to Brian. He took a long swig of his drink.

"Their all pretty bad ass like me." Teresa said. Brian looked down at his lap.

"I'm not looking at either of you. You'll make me say yes." Brian said, making the group laugh. Justin leaned forward and kissed his cheek and made him look up.

"I'll be with you the whole time." Justin said, smiling. Brian's mouth fell open.

"I thought you were on my side." Brian asked. Justin laughed and raised his hands in defeat.

"I am on your side. But I also see the big picture. Rip it off like a band-aid. You met them and they're not bad. I'd love to meet Sawyer's family and more of Teresa's family. You'll love them I know it. And you know Gus will love them. And he loves planes." Justin said. Brian slowly looked around the room. He sat back.

"Great. I'm way outnumbered." Brian said. He scrubbed his face with his hands.

"You know it would make me feel a lot better after the night I just had." Justin said innocently. Brian took his hands away from his face and stared at him, in shock.

"Are you fucking shitting me?" Brian asked Justin. Justin wiped at his eyes again. They were all red and puffy. Brian laughed angrily. "Oh your a fucking asshole." Brian said. Justin got excited.

"So is that a yes?" Justin asked. Brian just glared at him and jumped up and down in his seat, clapping his hands. "We're going to Boston!" Justin cheered.