A/N: Okay, so I know this is sort of vague. But I am having a brain spasm about something in the future. Furthermore, I think this story has lasted long enough. In fact, I’m thinking about a possible rewrite- what do you think? Anyway. Here it is, read it and deal.

Chapter Twenty One

"What the fuck do you mean they are gone?" Jessie asked loudly, his voice snapping out harsher than intended. "Shit. I'm sorry, baby. You just surprised me."

"Talk about whipped," Kane sniggered, indiscreetly listening in on his friends conversation but obviously not feeling the emotion of it.

Jessie flicked him off and turned his attention back to the phone. "All their stuff is gone? Well…" his eyes searched the room as if seeking something. "Call the police or something, Lakken. We can't let… I know… but Nate-Fuck!" he pressed his eyes tightly closed and rubbed his aching temple. "What does it say?" He paused as Lakken read aloud to him before repeating, "Call the cops. He's obviously not safe with her. Damn it…" he growled at last and, after telling his partner he loved him, hung up the phone.

Kane's brow furrowed, "Jessie? What now?"

"She took him. She fucking took him and left," he shook his head. At Kane's blank look, he clarified, "Naomi disappeared with Nate"

"Um. Isn't he her son?"

Jessie glared at him. "She let her husband- his father- rape him! And now she's gone! Lakken said he called the cops and there is nothing they can do."

"She's his mom, Jess, they're right," he said softly, feeling a little awkward disagreeing with his best friend.

The raven haired man shook his head. "I feel like we're abandoning him, Kane. He;;, he's like a son to me- and Jauq's best friend. He'll be heartbroken."

As if on cure, Mrs. Sutton entered the shop carrying a wailing Jauquin. An apologetic look on her face as she said, "I figured it best to tell him sooner that later. He-he's been crying for a half hour."

Jessie nodded in understanding to the woman and instead of glaring at her like he felt like doing, he took Jauq into his arms. Hugging him to his chest, he whispered to him, "Don't cry, creepy, we'll see Nate again one day, you'll see." That did very little to ease the kids fears and even less for his own. Hell, he felt like bawling with him.

Lakken soon entered, his eyes red as he approached his family. Handing Jessie the letter, he took his son who had cried himself to sleep on his daddy’s shoulder. Hugging him close, more for his own comfort than anything else, he turned to his mother, “I take it he didn’t take it well?”

Mrs. Sutton shook her head shakily, her nerves shot from seeing her grandson so distraught. “He screamed bloody murder!”

“We’ve got him, mom, if you wanna go.” He watched her nod and, after giving the baby a brief kiss upon the forehead, leave. “Jessie, you okay?” he gripped his lover’s hand, hating the expression the man currently held on his face. He really did look as upset as Jauq.

Jessie shrugged and tugged his family into his arms. “I just… I hope he’s okay.”

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It was oddly silent at the house without Nate running about with Jauq who had since become quite down. His hyper, cheeky nature seeming to abandon him as he sat and watched Nate’s favorite cartoon films over and over again.

“Is this healthy? Lakken asked his lover after five days of the same. “He’s only two and a half for god’s sake!”

“He’s depressed, beautiful. He just lost his only friend in the world.”

“You look like you lost yours too,” the blonde commented softly, wrapping his arms around the larger males neck. Leaning into him as Jessie leaned on the doorframe.

“I feel like it,’ Jessie buried his face in Lakken’s neck. “I keep thinking it’s my fault. Maybe if I hadn’t treated her that way she would have stayed. I should have put up with her for his sake.” He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself only it didn’t seem to be working. “I have no fucking clue where he is or how to help him. She let that shit happen to him before, she’ll probably let it happen again.”

“Shhh,” he hugged his lover close. “It is not your fault, Jessie. You cannot help how you feel.”

“No, but I choose how to show it,” he shot back and sighed, “Pity I can’t get you pregnant.”

Despite the tenseness of the moment, Lakken burst out laughing. “Yeah, pity, huh?”

Jessie knew it sounded ridiculous, but considering how shitty he felt, he figured he was entitled to a little silliness. “That was we could give Jauq a permanent playmate. It wouldn’t replace Nate, but at least it’d always be here.”

Lakken kissed his cheek, “Well, at least Alex’ll have a kid soon. They could play.”

Jessie pulled back, “Huh?”

“I saw his wife yesterday at the grocery store, of all places, she’s like three months along.”

“But he’s fucking-” He cut himself off with a grimace.

Lakken narrowed his eyes. He knew that look. “He’s fucking around knowing she’s pregnant? With who? His boyfriend looked away, so he forced him to look back at him. “Who?”

“You know, I have been meaning and meaning to find a piercer- good business, you know- and-”

The blonde gripped his face. “Obviously it’s someone I know or you wouldn’t be stalling. Now tell me or I’m going to accuse everyone I now until-”

Jessie grimaced again, thinking of the havoc that could cause. “You are such a little Nazi sometimes.”

“You fuck me anyway,” he shrugged, “Now tell me.”

He sighed, “How’s Ronnie doing?”

“Fine, I suppose, he’s been busy…a… lot,” he blinked. “No fucking way! Are you serious? No way!”

“They were fucking in the bathroom when we had that trial party.”

“You saw?” His eyes grew wide. “He was actually…”

“Fucking Alex. Got a nice cock on him-”

Lakken punched him in the shoulder. “Don’t be looking at my best friend’s cock!” he growled. “I’m going to fucking kill that slut

“Please try to wait until his shift is over, baby. Or just don’t kill him- good help is hard to find.”

Lakken was livid. “He’s… He’s a whore! How dare he fuck Ronnie?”

Jessie laughed for the first time in days. “Looked to me like Ronnie Ronnie was doing the fucking. And loving it.”

The blonde made a silencing noise and waved his hands as if to wave the words away. “But his wife is pregnant.”

He shrugged. “Alex probably doesn’t know about it. And either way, they married out of high school because of their upper-crust parents were scared when her period didn’t come on. Alex is nice to her, he just… well…” he shrugged again. “It’s hard to accept something you have no control over. You should know all about that, Lakken.”

He, of course, chose to conveniently ignore this. “How could Ronnie keep this from me? Me?!”

“Maybe he just thinks of it as experimentally?”

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“What do you mean you told Lakken?” Alex cried, dropping the windex he was scrubbing the windows with and turning to face his boss with wide eyes. “Do you know how much shit I’ll hear about it? Fuck me!”

Jessie scoffed. “That girl never opens her mouth-”

Alex waved him silent. “Not her! Ronnie’s going to bitch and moan for the next month!”

His boss laughed, he could tell Alex’s dismay was genuine and it was oddly humorous to see the promiscuous man actually give a flying fuck about anything. But then this reaction- not to mention Ronnie’a surly attitude of late- explained Alex’s absence of promiscuity and flaunting. He snickered again when he remembered the conversation he had had with Canvas a week or so before. Someone really had put Alex on lock and key after all.

“You laugh, fucker,” the brunette grumbled, annoyed. He really hadn’t thought Jessie would gab. I thought you said you wouldn’t say anything?”

“Pffft! That was before Lakken met up with your pregnant wife” he said firmly. “How the fuck did that happen?”

“I honestly don’t know. I must have been seriously fucked up,” he sighed, “But I trust her and know that if she says it’s mine than it is.”

“What are you gonna do about it?”

Alex didn’t like the implication in the man’s tone. “What do you think? She asked me for a divorce, I’m giving her one.”

“What?” Jessie glared.

“I’m letting her and the baby keep the house and I already started on child support so you can back out of my face, mofo,” he elaborated, “I’m not a complete asshole you know.”

The raven-haired man grinned sheepishly, “Obviously not a complete one, no. You gonna be in the baby’s life?”

Do you want me to throw something at you? He snorted. “Of course I am! Hell, I’m glad she asked for a divorce. I may not love her but that doesn’t mean I don’t care for her.”

Jessie was taking all this in. Maybe Alex wasn’t the asshole he always thought he was. Or maybe he had just changed. Who knew? “Where you staying?”

“I’m looking for a place but haven’t fount any yet,” he shrugged, “No decent ones anyway.”

“You’re staying with Ronnie aren’t you?”

“Fuck, man! Don’t tell your wifey,” he pleaded, “I’m fucked for this as it is.”

Jessie snickered. “Just out of curiosity, how many people have you fucked this past month? “

“If I ever fuck anyone again it won’t be soon enough. He pouted, Jessie was disturbed to find, adorably.

“So he doesn’t like to bottom?”

“He hasn’t tried yet,” Alex shrugged, grinning unconsciously at the mentioning of Ronnie. “He’ll come around soon- I hope anyway. He’s a pro at rimming though, “ he winked.

Jessie laughed his ass off, “I wish you’d tell Lakken that.”

“I value my teeth, thank you.”

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“He’s a fucking liar!” Ronnie shouted, standing rigid, his hand fisted at his sides.”

Lakken made a show of looking around Ronnie’s apartment. Or more specifically, the messy bed and suitcase cluttered side of the bedroom. “You still unpacking?

“So what if I am? It’s my place! I can do what I want!”

Lakken sucked on his teeth, a habit of his whenever he was annoyed. Still looking around the room, he paused on a familiar packet. Walking over, he picked the lubricated condom packet up and studied it. “Lubricated, hmmm? Jessie and I use this particular brand too.”

“Yeah, well, I have a big dick,” Ronnie deadpanned. “Some chicks have issues.”

“Yeah, right! Cut the shit! I don’t care is you fuck a guy. I don’t care if you fuck 30 guys and let then gang bang you! Just not that fucking guy!” he growled out.

“You don’t even know what you’re talking about,” he said in a low voice, his eyes flickering. Scowl in place, he snatched the packet away from his friend and tossed it back on the table.

“Alex, Ronnie. I know you’ve been fucking him and I don’t like it. You can do better than him any day!”

Ronnie clenched his jaw tightly. “I’m going to say this again. You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Lakken ignored his tone and went on ranting. “He’s probably got some type of VD. He;s a fuckign slut, Ronnie! He’s-”

“Shut up! He is not!” he growled out, uncaring if his neighbors heard his yelling, or anyone else for that matter. “You don’t know him and it’s fucked up of you to judge.” He seethed, pissed that he revealed himself and angry at Lakken for talking shit.

“I know he’s got a pregnant wife,” the blonde shot back.

“Yeah, one who wants a divorce and is keeping his house and child support,” when Lakken’s mouth snapped shut, Ronnie continued. “Get all the facts, Lakken, before you start throwing shit around.”

Lakken blinked an eerie calm coming over him like it always did when all the steam when out of his head. He hated acting like a dick. “You… You care for him?”

Ronnie shrugged, the question making him uneasy. “I don’t know. I only just got into this whole ‘bi’ shit. I’m not sure what I feel.”

And boy did Lakken feel like a dick. “Are you exclusive? Monogamous?”

“Unless he wants a beat down, we better be,” he said lowly, the idea instantly pissing him off.

The blonde laughed. “You used to be nicer.”

“I used to be a lot of things. But shit happens and you change.”

“Does he make you happy?” he knew he was prying but cared little. “Like happier than Reena?”

He shrugged, “The sex is better and again, who knows what I feel?”

Lakken took this in, his mind rolling it around and spitting back out an image that had him turning green. “Wow. Ronnie fucking a guy. It’s just weird.”

Ronnie gave him a small grin before taking a deep breath and asking, “Since you’re here… Can I ask you a question?” He blushed.

Lakken was intrigued by this blush. “Go for it.”

“Does it feel as good as they say?”

“Huh?”

“You know. Up.. you know,” he insisted.

“Huh?” but he grinned as he said it.

“Anal sex, you cunt!” He glared as Lakken burst into laughter.

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“Daddy?” Jauq sniffled, climbing into his dad’s lap. “How come Nate is gone?”

“He had to leave, Creepy,” he tousled the boy’s hair gently. “He had to go with his mommy.”

“I want him to stay,” he sniffled.

“Me, too, Jauq, but it’s not our call.”

“Where is mommy?” he rubbed his eyes. “He wont leave like Nomi did, huh?”

Jessie hugged him close. “Of course not. Your mommy is here to stay and so is daddy. We love you, Creepy.”

“I love you, too. And mommy.”

Lakken stared at the pair from the doorway. His heart went out to father and son as their conversatiion came and went. Both man and boy were deeply hurt by the disappearance and though he was as well, it just didn’t seem to compare. But looking at his two guys, he knew Jessie spoke true. Right or wrong, hatred and happiness, this was his family and he was damn lucky.

With a soft smile on his face, he joined them. His love. His family. His life.

The End

(For now… Muahahahahaha.)

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed this as much as I did. Love ya lots. Peace.