Midnight Whispers
QAF Brian and Justin Fanfiction

Melanie:

Done! I've already translated all the money I was saving for a new house to Brian's bank account. I love my house, it is perfect. However, I couldn't live in here knowing that I failed to support my wife and myself and had to accept charity from the asshole I hated. Yes, I used the right tense there. I used to hate Brian, but after a long walk yesterday- when I left Kinney at the deli- and thinking about our conversation during the week-end, I realized that he was very right. And for once I didn't feel as if he had done it to make me, or make me feel inferior. The total opposite, it made me feel as his equal. The care and seriousness he put in his tone and words during our conversation, showed me that I was important to him... that I was a friend, not merely the wife of his best female-friend.

Also, I knew how difficult it was for him to express his real feelings... and as much as I once would have hated to admit I was impressed by his bravery. Also, once again, I felt jealous of him. But this time the jealousy I felt didn't turn into hate, it pushed me to be better. To not let myself be left behind in the dust of Brian's victory against life's problems. It made me question when did I loose the pants in the relationship, when did I start letting Lindsay manipulate me. That caused me to be furious at her, I trusted her and she stabbed me in the back. It made me see Brian in a different light, he had to go through this with his parents, Debbie and Michael... if I couldn't keep it together after only after one person betrayed me, how was he able to do it after so many people he thought he could lean on for support used that moment of weakness against him?

Not to mention that beautiful blond boy with big baby blue eyes! Who would have thought it? Brian Fucking Kinney was the first out of the gang to be a parent, and by that huge smile that lit up the little boy's face he was a very good one. All this made me question myself if taking Brian's rights to the child, we wanted him to give his sperm for was the right thing to do. Brian might be an asshole, but- as much as I still hate to admit- he is always there for family. No matter how much they hurt him, he never turns his back to anyone he cares about that is in need of help... not like my father did with me. How could I keep my child from being loved like that? Also, Lindsay wanted him to be a father during the weekends. Giving him one more day won't change that much. For this I also have to take into account that with the problems Lindsay and I are having with communication it's better that we have a few days a week for ourselves to solve them, and maybe continue going to couple therapy.

Because, even if my world was turned upside down Friday noon, if something I am completely sure about is that I love Lindsay and I cannot wait any longer to have a child with her. However, I am getting ahead of myself. First, I need to have a long conversation with her and discuss Brian's idea of therapy. Knowing that's the only way he'll give us his sperm, convincing Lindsay will be easy. But that conversation is not something I am looking forwards for at all. Also, knowing that I still have three months to make a decision is a relief I'll never admit out loud.

"Mel, dear, why are you home so early?" Lindsay asked me confused, once she finally returned home from teaching her art lessons.

I took a deep breath before saying: "Lindsay, we need to talk"

Emmett:

I tried not to cry, I swear I did! But I couldn't stop the tears from rolling down my cheeks. I was so happy when Big Bad gave me the keys to the place, after signing up all the papers he put in front of me. The police finished all they needed from Babylon by Friday night. All the proof to close the club and the witness interviews were done, and the case closed. During the weekend Brian did his magic, moved some contacts and the building was his. It helped a lot that he didn't have to touch his savings thanks to the money Mel transferred, I was still surprised by her reaction to this new Brian. I always thought she would be the toughest one to crack out of the three- Debbie and Michael can burn in hell for all I care. But it seems that she was the easiest, maybe because Gus isn't still involved and there is no fear of Brian taking him away from her, she isn't as guarded as she was during the prophecy we had. 

Another thing that helped us, was that the price was very low. After all the case that closed the place was closed the day before Big Bad bought the place, Saperstein surely wanted to get rid of any relation with the place soon. Then today he called his lawyer and put a fast order to have all the papers we'll need ready for the afternoon. Now that they were all signed by me, and Vic, it was over... at least the easy part. We had arranged with Brian that we would pay him back all the money- no matter how many times he said it wasn't necessary- but we conceded to the fact that we would only start when we had paid back the bank loan first. Luckily Big Bad is that good and had already a list of clients for us, and dates for events to start with, which made us have all the requirements necessary to access to a bank loan to pay for all the renovations this place will need. While all the renovations take place on Baby... ex-Babylon, we will rent a kitchen to cook in peace and without interruptions, so our clients can come and try out if they like the menus we have for their events.  

"From now on you are the proud owners of Em&Vic's, congratulations!" Brian told us "As I said before, if you need any kind of help, ask for it, ok?"

"You've already done enough Brian, the rest is for us to discover and do on our own. Thank you son, I don't know how can I ever repay you for your kindness" Vic said, tearful as I was. He gave Big Bad a bear hug and began crying, again, after something Brian whispered "Now if you excuse me, I have a doctor's appointment to get to" with that said, he left what used to be Babylon.

"It seems that things with Ted are working out just fine" Brian commented, a small happy smile playing on his lips "He contacted me today, he is ready to accept my offer. I already organized everything with Martin, Ted will be a full time accountant for Ryder's Advertising after his two week's notice is over. How did you manage that?"

"Surprisingly, it had nothing to do with what I said. The idiot of Michael could only whine about how unjust his life is, and how angry he is at you for not coming to the rescue. He didn't even thank Teddy for bailing him out when everyone else, not even his dear mother, could have bothered to pay his bail. Debra and Michael only whined and complained all the way back to their respectively homes, not even directing a word to poor Ted. He felt so used and hurt that I think he began seeing them as more than the 'angel boy' and 'perfect mother' they try to portray. I think that's also something I said to him during breakfast, Friday, got to him... something about: 'if you want things to happen in your life, to change, you have to work for it'. However, Teddy is still cautious about you Brian. He is tougher to crack than I thought" I warned him.

"Me too" he replied "I am used to have him as my second hand in Kinnetik that I almost forgot how much he hated me at the beginning" I hated the hurt in his tone, the one that he tried to hide, when he said that.

"He doesn't hate you. He is just jealous and wrapped around Michael's little finger. You know how that is. He only sees what Michael wants him to see, and that is that he is perfect and if he wants him he needs to compete against you. The bastard loves to make Teddy suffer, to for once in his life be the center of attention of someone"

"I can't wait for Blake to get into the picture, I would love to see the expression on Michael's face when he sees that he lost Teddy to an ex-crystal queen. The first time I didn't care, but now... I'll enjoy every minute" I laughed at his comment, and looked curiously at him when I noticed his thoughtful expression "Do you think we can make an intervention before they meet? You can like... befriend him and then we both help him recover, so that accident doesn't happen again" we both grimaced at the memory of almost loosing one of our best friends "Then we can present them the night they were supposed to meet. We are changing enough things as it is, no need tempt fate" I choke with my own saliva at his metaphor, if he only knew how right he was "Which reminds me, we need to change our POA. If anything happens to me, I do not need Jack or Saint Joan to have any power over me or Hunter. You should be the one making the decisions until Justin turns eighteen or emancipates"

"Which reminds me... are you excited? You'll see him again today, aren't you?" I asked him, smiling at how his face lit up at the thought of finally seeing the love of his life again.

"Yeah... I am" he almost sighed contently "It's almost time for my meeting with him, I should get going" he tells me, and all but runs out of the building.

I smiled to myself, watching his retreating back. And prayed that their first meeting goes as planned. After all, who is better suited for each other than Baby and Big Bad.

Hunter:

"You can't help me! You... you are an adult! I can't trust you!" I exclaimed fearfully, and a bit angry.

He reminded me of those rich boys that always look down on me. Sometimes mother forgot to make me something to eat or to buy groceries, so I had to go out and ask for money from people. I hate those moments, the pity in the eyes of people whenever they saw me- the same look Justin is wearing now!- and the mocking smirk on those boys' faces. Always acting as if they were better than others, acting as adults when they are children! Justin is like that... but he is also kind. No one has ever been kind to me... only daddy and daddy's friends. But they had to because of daddy, and daddy... he is my hero! He is perfect! I don't know what to do with him!!!

He just looked into my eyes, with those blue eyes so similar to mine, pity leaving, his expression to be changed into... understanding? He then wrapped an arm around my shoulders and tucked me into his side. I began fidgeting, trying to get away from him, but then he began singing. A soft, melodious voice carrying through the room- making a few persons stop walking and just stare. I do not understand the words, they are in another language, but the kindness as he sang calmed me down. I couldn't be afraid of someone like him: he is small, pretty, has beautiful blue eyes and a calming voice. Also, he went through all these to make me happy... at least for a while. Only daddy had done that before, he must be good... not as good as daddy, but good.

"My grandma always sang me that song when I felt sad. I am happy that it helped you too" he told me "I'm sorry little one, you surely had to go through a lot, but don't worry, I won't hurt you" he assured me kindly, a HUGE smile on his face. I felt as if the sun was in the room shinning for us "I am also sorry because I just pushed myself into your business. I didn't even ask what you wanted, that wasn't very good"

"No, it wasn't" I replied, suddenly scared of having angered him. But he just threw his head backwards and laughed, his laughter is very nice too!

"No, it wasn't" he conceded, turning his gaze towards me "Would you like some help with your comic?" he asked me softly.

I looked at my drawings biting my lip. I don't draw very well, I need help with that... but afterwards? Who would help? I asked myself in my head. I could ask daddy to chose Justin as my teacher, he told me that's why someone might come to meet me today. He is nice. I don't like teachers, they were always mean and old. Justin isn't... ok! He'll help me, I'll make sure that daddy chooses him as my teacher, and not some smelly, old man.

"As long as you are good you can help!" I stated, making him laugh again.

Then we started talking about what to do and how we would keep this a secret from daddy, I was having so much fun! Maybe making new friends isn't that bad.

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