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Jamie sighed. He knew Gus was going to have to find out sooner or later. The blonde opened his mouth to say that yes, those smokes were his, but Gus cut him off. He looked up, shaking his head at the hypocracy. "I don't know, it just happened when I started gaining weight." he snapped back, standing up with Gus. "And why are you so angry, anyway? You smoke like there's no ******** tomorrow, and you're judging me?" he asked, and Gus snapped back that he was just replacing weight loss with cigarettes. Which was partly true. He needed something to do. Not eating was something he concentrated on day in and day out. He needed something else to concentrate on. Jamie was about to snap back at his boyfriend when the doorbell rang. The blonde huffed, crossing his arms over his chest and waiting for Gus to be done with whoever was at the door so they could continue their discussion. But when it didn't take ten seconds for Gus to snap at whoever was at the door and slam it in their face, Jamie got curious and wandered out to the door. "Gus, who are you talking to/" called his soft voice, only to see an almost exact replica of Gus standing on the other side of the door.

Jamie smiled one of his trade-mark fake smiles and shook James' hand. "Nice to meet you, I'm Jamie" he said tossing a glance over at his boyfriend. The brothers stared at each other for an awkward seven seconds before Jamie remembered his manners. "Uhm, would you like to come in?" asked the blonde and James shot him a grin. "Yeah, it'd be nice to know where my little bro lives" said the older Jacobs as Jamie moved aside so he could step into the house. Gus shot Jamie a look and opened his mouth to say something snarky, and Jamie pointed a finger. "Don't you even start with me." he warned, following James into their kitchen. "Nice place" commented the taller brunette ( James was about two inches or so taller than Gus, making Jamie about six or seven inches shorter than the older brother ) "Oh, thankyou" said Jamie, taking a seat at the dining table. James sat across from him. "So are you like, Gus' house mate or something?" Jamie laughed. "No, I'm Gus' boyfriend!" he said in a giggly tone, causing Gus to growl over near the oven. James looked back to Gus, then to Jamie. Then to Gus again.

"You did well, Roland" James stated, looking back to Jamie and giving him another grin. It almost made the blonde blush. That smile reminded him so much of Gus' smile. It was uncanny how much James and Gus looked alike. Yeah, they were related, but Jamie had seen siblings who looked more like they rode the bus together than were actually blood related. "I'm guessing this is not a planned visit, is it, James?" asked Jamie before Gus exploded with anger all over the room. "Well, no not exactly. I've been travelling for quite a while, took me a long time to find Gus - when I actually started looking for him that is. Semmed he moved up and down a bit last year. Between Massechusetts and here" explained James, and jamie winced at the memories of Marcus and Elliot. People he'd rather not believe were real in the first place. Jamie was still a little confused. "Why'd you come down here? I don't mean to be rude or anything, but I've never even heard of you" the blonde confessed and the other turned around to glare at his brother. This was when Gus exploded all over the place. He screamed at James that he completely abandoned him with their Dad. Jamie was lost for words. Why hadn't Gus told him any of this before? He felt so . . . out of the loop. Gus had this whole big past that he hadn't told Jamie about, when the blonde frequently spilled his heart out to him. He felt like he was left hanging.

Jamie couldn't take the screaming for another second, and he jumped out of his seat. "Shut up!" he yelled, and both of the brothers fell silent to look at him. "Thankyou." he said softly, and rubbed his forhead a little. The boys had literally given him a headache. "Just stop yelling" he said softly, looking up at the both of them. James sighed. "Sorry, Jamie. We can get carried away at times" and then it started again, Gus snapping at James for saying 'we' and James anpping back for whatever reason, and Jamie was just sick of it all. The lies, the yelling. "HEY!" he exclaimed and they both stopped yelling again. "What did I just say/" he asked, and James shrugged apologetically again. The blonde shook his head, and grabbed his satchel he had sumped on the kitchen counter as he came in. "I'm going out" he said softly. Gus called out to ask him what time he'll be home. "I don't know . . ." he replied, and closed the house door softly, and within seconds he heard more yelling. The blonde sighed, got in his car, and drove to the nearest gas station. He bought another pack of cigarettes, seeing as Tiberius chewed his last one up. The blonde drove to a park down the road to do some thinking, and the instant he sat down, he lit up.

The smoke felt good in his lungs, and he coughed a little because of the chilly air. It wasn't twenty minutes later that he felt someone tapping on his shoulder - it was James. "What are you doing here?" asked the small one and James shrugged sitting next to him. "Gus kicked me out. I shouldn't have expected any less. I did bail on him a while ago." and Jamie nodded. He knew what it was like to run away. jamie left home when he was sixteen, his sister had left a year before him. He couldn't stand being in that house anymore. It was too much. He chuckled once. "I know what it's like to leave. After a while people just don't want you back" he commented and James laughed a little. Jamie took another drag, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly. "Can I bum one of those?" Jamie nodded, opening his pack and handing one to James, along with his lighter. "Thanks" Jamie nodded, and sighed, flicking the ash away from his cancer stick. "Where do you live?" asked the blonde as James exhaled a lung full of smoke. "Nowhere. Been living out of my car for about a month now, I lost my job, and my landlord evicted me, so now I'm just driving around, seeing how far my last tank of gas will take me" explained the brunette. jamie instantly felt bad for him. Winter was not nearly finished, and gus kicked his own brother out on the street?

Jamie smiled. "You can stay with Gus and I, if you're up for it" he said, looking over to James who gave him a look. "You couldn't take us fighting for five minutes, how are you going to stand anything longer than that?" he chuckled and Jamie smiled. "I have my ways of getting what I want" he said, and he grinned. Gus was so easy to get to, especially with the help of his favourite ( and out of co-incidence tightest ) skinny jeans. And a little help from his mouth didn't go astray either. James seemed like a decent guy - and Jamie didn't want him to sleep outside in the freezing cold when he could just as easily sleep in Jamie and Gus' massive house. Jamie warned James about Sebastian - but apparently Gus had already told him in their fight. Sebastian was home when the two got home, and Jamie instantly picked up the little boy and put him in his room with the stereo up load with a promise he wouldn't turn it down or come out of the room, even if he heard yelling. Gus was outside, and Jamie stood at the back door as it started to snow again. He wrapped his arms around himself for comfort. "Gus" he called and the brunette turned around. He was smoking. "James is going to stay with us a few days" he stated plainly. Gus gave the boy an incredulous look. "Before you even start, Gus. James has nowhere else to stay, alright? I'm not going to let him sleep in his car on a freezing cold night" but Gus went on to say that James was just conning him - that he probably just wanted to perve on Jamie or something.

Jamie shook his head. "Yeah, and he'll be getting a hell of a lot more than you will" snapped Jamie, and he shook his head in disgust before going back inside. But not before muttering 'jerk' under his breath, although he was sure he was loud enough for Gus to hear. Jamie entered the kitchen, where James was sitting. "Any requests for dinner?" he asked casually, reaching up to the top shelf to grab a cookbook - Gus' shirt sliding up his back, revealing his tattoo. It was a typical tramp stamp, one he had gotten when he was eighteen . . . and drunk. He felt James' eyes on him, then heard him chuckle. "Nice tat." Jamie turned around, laughing a little himself. "Believe me, I was not in a great state of mind when that happened" he said, smiling. James raised his eyebrows as Jamie blushed, flicking through the cookbook for tonight's meal. He thought soup would be simple and easy, but he was sure that James wouldn't want that. Jamie would cook pasta.

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badassGus was not thrilled when Jamie let his brother into the house. If he had it his way, he would have slammed the door in James' face, and left him out on the front step. But, Jamie was too kind to do that, but there was also the fact that Jamie was pissed off because he didn't know about Gus' older brother, and he just wanted to piss Gus off. Well, he was doing a fantastic job of it. The dark-haired male turned to Jamie, when James' had walked further into the house, and opened his mouth to say something, but the blonde cut him off right away. Gus snapped his mouth shut, and turned to face his brother as he let the door slam shut behind him. Apparently, the noise did nothing to sway his older brother from moving farther into their house, straight to their dining room. He just continued to gaze around the house before turning to Gus, telling him he had a nice place before taking a seat. Then, he asked who Jamie was, who of course, replied that he was his boyfriend. James looked to Gus, then to Jamie, and back at Gus, and if Gus had wanted to slap James before - which he did - he wanted to kick him in the balls now.

Gus wasn't stupid. He knew that grin - he gave that grin when he liked somebody, and his brother was no different. They looked alike, and they acted a like, it seemed. James was taking a liking to Jamie, and Gus was fuming because of it. Even though James and Gus were really close when they were younger, James always seemed to want whatever Gus had. When Gus had a certain toy, he wanted it. It was strange, since it shoudl be Gus wanting the things his older brother had, but it always was the opposite way. Maybe it was because, when their mom was still alive, Gus got a lot of the attention from her - he was the baby after all. Though, whatever it was, James' always wanted something Gus had, and now he wanted Jamie. He could see it in his eyes, and ******** was he going to kill James if he laid one finger on his boyfriend. Gus had barely paid attention to the conversation they were having - he was still fuming over the fact that James liked Jamie (well, his looks at least, the fact that James liked boys wasn't too shocking, they were from the same family after all, and Gus did catch James kissing a boy once). But, when he heard that Jamie had admitted to not knowing anything about James, and James turned to glare at him, Gus exploded. "Don't you dare look at me like that, James!" he spat, moving a little closer to his brother, his dark eyes a shade darker in anger. "Why should he know about you, somebody who just abandons their baby brother with a father who was a drunk? You abandoned me, you a*****e," he hissed, staring straight into the hazel eyes of his brother. "You were fine," James shrugged, and Gus wanted to just kill him, "Fine! You know damn well dad didn't give two shits about us after mom died. I was young, and I had nobody except you James, and you ran the ******** off. ********, you didn't bother to even check on me, or make sure I was "fine". You left and never looked back," Gus explained.

It was then when Jamie yelled at them, telling them to shut up. Gus snapped his trap right away, and so did James, who turned to Jamie, apologizing for fighting. That they sometimes get carried away. "We? There is no ******** we, you a*****e. I don't ******** know you," Gus yelled, starting it up once again. He couldn't help it - he just couldn't stand the fact that, after all these years, James just decides to reappear in his life, ******** it up. It was perfect, just fine and then he appears. "Yes, we, and no matter what, I'm still your older brother, Roland," James said with a hint of a sadistic smile on his face, and Gus growled lowly. "I told you not to -" it was then when Jamie told them to shut up again, and Gus replied. It was then when Jamie grabbed his bag, and said he was leaving. "Jamie! Where are you going? When are you gonna be back?" and Jamie said he didn't know. Gus growled again, and turned to his brother. "This is all your fault, James," he hissed, moving away from his brother. "How the hell is your boyfriend leaving my fault?" James asked, and Gus turned on him. "Why the ******** did you come back, James? I'm not ******** stupid. You didn't just 'drop by for a visit, to see your baby brother'. How do you think I learned how to con?"

Yes, James conned too - it was how Gus had picked up when he knew. Well, not everything since James did leave when he was thirteen, but a lot of it had been due to James. James was always conning, started doing it when he had to be around fifteen - he conned people into giving him cigarettes, into giving him money (he tended to con their parents a lot for money by saying he needed it for a school field trip or something ridiculous). They had also conned other people, people on the street and s**t. Gus had picked up stuff from James, who taught him things, but Gus learned his own tricks as he grew older. He wondered if James knew the same things. James let out a chuckle. "So that's how you got this house," he mumbled, and Gus let out a growl. "Who the ******** cares about how I got this house. I wanna know why the ******** you're here, you a*****e! You've been gone for ten years, and then you suddenly drop by? You want something," Gus replied harshly. "Come on, you really think I'm gonna con my own brother?" "You conned our own parents! Conning me isn't too far from that," Gus reminded his brother. "I've got a family, James. I've got Jamie, and my kid, Sebastian - yes, I have a kid, and he is my biological kid. I have a family, and nobody, especially you are gonna ******** that up. So, I want you to leave, right now and don't you dare show your face back here, James Lee," Gus finished, the words a little quieter than before, but just as harsh. James looked at him for a moment before getting up off his chair, and moving toward the front door. "It was nice to see you again, Roland," James said before walking out the door, slamming the door shut. Gus let out a heavy sigh and ran his hand through his hair. It was over, for not at least. Gus knew that James was up to something, and it wouldn't be too long before he popped back into their lives. But, what he said he was true - he wasn't going to let his brother ******** up his life, not this time.

While Jamie was gone, Sebastian came home from his friends house. Gus pretended like nothing happened, and asked the boy if he had fun with his friends. The boy told him he had an awesome time, and of course, now he wanted a Wii. Gus said that maybe, he'd get it for his birthday and that made the boy happy. Gus smiled and watched as his boy ran off, and began playing with the dogs. Gus silently slipped outside into the cold, not bothering to put a jacket on. He grabbed his pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and lighter, and quickly lit one up, and began to smoke as he thought about James. Maybe James wasn't here to con him, maybe he did want to see him. Gus let out a chuckle - yeah, and he was gonna stop smoking. Not a chance - Gus knew that James wasn't here for a visit. He was gonna con them out of money, or he was gonna somehow take Jamie. He could take the money, Gus really didn't give a s**t, but he wasn't going to take Jamie. He already lost Jamie once, and he wasn't going to lose him again. Gus, so lost in thought, didn't hear Jamie come home until he heard him call out his name. The brunette turned around, cigarette dangling from his lips and looked at his boyfriend, not bothering to say anything. When Jamie said that James was going to stay with them, Gus' eyes hardened and he moved his hand up, removing the cigarette from his lips, ready to say something, but Jamie cut him off, telling him he wasn't going to let James sleep out in the cold. "Jamie, he's conning us. He wants money, or by the looks of it, maybe you. He likes you Jamie, and he's gonna do anything to get you. You've -" But, Jamie wasn't having it any of it, and his next comment made Gus snarl, and shove his cigarette back between his lips roughly.

But, he didn't turn away from the house, he watched from the back porch as Jamie and James interacted. Oh, it was pretty ******** clear - James wanted Jamie, and Jamie was so goddamn oblivious to the fact. Usually, Jamie caught on pretty quickly to these things, but for some reason, he wasn't with James, and you'd think he would - especially since he had been a con man himself and he was dealing with one right now. But, how was Gus gonna make Jamie see that? He could tell him, that's what he could do, even though he was sure Jamie wasn't going to believe him, especially since he hadn't told Jamie about his brother in the first place. He had to try, though, and hope Jamie would see the truth, and maybe realize that keeping James around wasn't the best thing, and he'd do it - right in front of his a*****e of a brother. Smashing the bud of the cigarette against the porch balcony, Gus flicked it away before walking inside of the house, shutting the patio doors behind him, causing James to look up. He smiled, an evil smile at Gus. "Well, look what the cat dragged in," James stated with a small laugh. "You should be the one to talk, James," Gus spat, and Jamie turned to him, giving him a hard stare, telling Gus to shut up. Gus just couldn't do it - he needed to expose this a*****e, once and for all.

"So, what did you tell Jamie to get yourself back into my house, hm?" Gus asked, and Jamie hissed his name, but again, Gus ignored him. "Told him you were living out of your car? That you lost your job, and you got evicted from your apartment?" James didn't say anything. "Come on, James! That's the oldest one in the book! You taught me that when I was thirteen," Gus exclaimed, eyes glaring at James, who was looking just as pissed off as Gus was, but he stayed seated. "You taught me a lot of things, didn't you James? You taught me how to lie perfectly - "don't look away when you're lying, Roland because they'll know you're lying then. You've gotta be smooth, Roland, make sure that your lie is perfect, no gaps, and make sure you can make stuff up on the spot. You can't hesitate, or else they'll know something's up."" Gus stopped, moving to stand right in front of his seated brother, smacking his hand down on the counter. "I learned all of that from you, James. I started conning because of you, Jimmy," Gus whispered, using the nickname he had for his brother when they were younger. "And, once a conner starts conning, they can never stop conning. Isn't that right, Jimmy?" Gus finished, a smirk on his face as his brother slowly looked at him. "I stopped that s**t long ago, Gus. I'm an honest man now," James stated, and Gus let out a laugh, moving away from his brother. "You, honest? You were never honest, James! You told me you would never leave me, that I'd always have my big brother. We'd be together, forever, and what happened? You left, you ******** left you son of a b***h!" Gus snarled, his voice louder than before, and he was just about to hit James, but before he could, Jamie stepped in front of him.

Gus looked down at his boyfriend, his eyes dark with rage, and so were Jamie's. It was silent for a moment before Jamie hissed at him, telling him to get the hell out of the house. Those words caused Gus' rage to diminish a little. "What?" he asked, and Jamie repeated himself. "Are you telling me, you think I'm lying?" he asked, and Jamie said something, referring to what Gus said before, about a conner never stops conning, that Gus was just trying to convince Jamie that he was just conning Jamie to get James out of the house. Gus couldn't believe his ears - Jamie thought he was lying about this? "You think I'm conning you?" Gus let out a sigh of disbelief. "I've done a lot of conning in my life time, Jamie, but I would never con you," he whispered, tears pricking at the back of his eyes before turning on his heel, and heading upstairs. Jamie asked where he was going. "You said you wanted me to leave, I'm leaving. But, I'm not leaving with Sebastian," Gus admitted, heading up the stairs, and Jamie was right on his heels, telling him he couldn't do that. Gus rounded on him. "He's my son, and I'm not gonna allow him to stay under the same roof as that a*****e downstairs," he said, pointing toward the kitchen and the a*****e - the grinning a*****e, he was sure - sitting down there before he finished his climb up the stairs to Sebastian's room.

The boy looked a little shocked to see Gus standing there, and quickly turned down his music. "Daddy?" "Come on, buddy. You and I are gonna go for away for a while," he said, as he grabbed a bag out of Sebastian's closet and began packing it with some clothes for the next few days. "Is, is Jamie coming with?" the boy asked softly as he watched Gus pack the clothes. "No, it's just gonna be the two of us, buddy. I promise, it won't be for long. You and I, were just gonna spend some quality time together, okay?" he asked, turning around to look at Sebastian, giving him a smile. The boy looked hesitant, but nodded anyway. "Good," he said, and turned back to finish packing the boy's bag before telling him to stay in there while daddy packed his. It was then when Jamie decided to continue their conversation from before, saying that Gus couldn't do this. "I can do this. I'm his father, and you want me out, so I'm leaving," Gust stated, grabbing his own bag and shoving clothes into the bag as well. Jamie continued to go on about James, and how Gus was just being an a*****e. "I'm telling you the ******** truth, Jamie!" he yelled, turning to face the male, but Jamie asked how he could believe that when he had lied about his brother. "I didn't lie about him, I just didn't tell you about him. I didn't think it was important. The a*****e left when I was thirteen, Jamie, and I hated him for it - I still hate him for it. There was no reason you need to know about him," Gus stated as he went back to packing up his bag as Jamie continued to say that Gus should have told him about James. "You didn't tell me about your weight problem, now did you?" he asked, turning to face Jamie once more. The two of them stared at each other in silence for a few moments, just staring both pairs of eyes hard in anger. But, finally, Gus broke the silence - "I'm not lying to you, Jamie. He taught me the basics, and I learned how to start conning from him. He's not here because he wants to visit, he wants something, Jamie. Please, believe me," he begged softly, eyes softening and pleading for Jamie to believe him.




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anyway!
i forgot to mention that you're so damn lucky.
i only have a month off before i start school again.
and, i hope you like the long lost brother.
it just came to me, and i went with it.

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James seemed so nice to Jamie. He was charming, really. Much like Gus was. James complimented Jamie - on everything. His hair, his clothes, his jewellery, his cooking skills. And he found himself wondering when was the last time Gus complimented him about anything. He looked back through his memory, and he remembered Gus' last compliment. Three or four days ago . . . no, five days. Last Sunday. He had said that he was looking sexy or something, probably to get him to have sex. They did. Jamie hadn't thought of his life with Gus in another light before. He stirred the pasta slowly, and the slamming of the back door made him jump out of his trance. It was Gus coming in from outside. James made a playful comment, which caused Gus to snap. The blonde's eyes went hard and he glared over at his boyfriend. "Gus, shut up" he hissed, glaring the other down - but he continued to harass his brother. Jamie watched the fight from the sidelines, until he saw Gus about to make the move. He was going to punch James. Jamie quickly moved to stand between the two. He was just sick of Gus and his god damn bullshit. After a moment of just staring at one another, it was Jamie's turn to speak. "Gus . . . get the hell out of this house" he hissed, and Gus seemed shocked. "Once a conner, always a conner" he fed the words right back to Gus. But the blonde was surprised when Gus turned to go upstairs. "Where are you going?" he asked, hot on the brunette's heels. "No, you can't do that!" exclaimed the blonde, when Gus said he was going to take Sebastian.

Sebastian was Jamie's whole world. The blonde had always wanted a kid, Gus knew that. The small boy was so smart - so happy. Jamie envied him. He envied the family he had. Envied his security. Even when Jamie himself was a young boy, he never felt at home with his family. He never felt safe. He envied Sebastian's safety. And Jamie loved Sebastian. Loved him more than he could love anyone. Besides Gus of course. The blonde bit his lip as Gus went into the boy's room. He didn't want to make a scene in front of the little boy. Jamie waited outside until Gus came out. "You can't do this to me, Gus!" he whispered angrily. It struck Jamie hard to hear that he wasn't Sebastian's biological father, like Gus was. He followed the brunette into their bedroom, watching him throw things into a duffel bag. "James is a good guy, Gus! Why can't you see that?? You're just being an a*****e, running off like this" explained Jamie and Gus turned to yell at him. He shut his mouth for a moment. "How can I believe you when you lied about having a brother? What - do you have a sister too?" a short moment. "You should have told me about him Gus! How do you think I feel knowing about this now?" asked the blonde and Gus shrugged, bringin Jamie's anorexia into the argument. That shut him up completely. Soon, Gus was begging for the blonde to believe him. A tear slipped from Jamie's right eye, he wasn't looking at the brunette. "I can't" he muttered, and Gus sighed heavily, nodding, making his way to the door.

But a hand grabbed his sleeve. "Wait!" Gus looked back. "Let me say goodbye to Sebastian" he said softly, pushing past Gus and into the small brunette's room. Jamie knew he couldn't stop Gus from leaving - but he wouldn't let Sebastian leave without a proper goodbye. The blonde entered Sebastian's room. He had his coat on, and he was putting a few toy cars into the bag Gus had packed for him. "Jamie, why aren't you coming with me and Daddy?" asked the brunette, and Jamie knelt down in front of the boy, his arms on the other's shoulders. "You and Daddy are going to have some quality time together, okay? It'll be fun, I rpomise" he said, giving him a sad smile. "But I want you to come! It won't be fun without you . . ." mumbled Sebastian, and Jamie smiled again. "Don't worry about me, Sebby. You know my phone number, right?" Sebastian nodded ( Jamie had given the boy the number in case he was in trouble and needed help ) "Then you can call me anytime you want, alright. For anything." Jamie gave Sebastian a hug and kissed him on the side of the head. Gus entered the room. Jamie looked back, and back to Sebastian. "It's only for a few days right?" asked the boy and Jamie nodded - he hated lying. "Of course, Sebby. Have fun, okay?" and Sebastian smiled, running over to Gus. They were out of the house in under a minute. Jamie felt like crying - but he wasn't. He felt like hurling - but he wasn't. He so desperately wanted to do something - but he couldn't. He wished he could stop staring around Sebastian's room like it didn't belong there, like he didn't belong there. "You alright, Jamie?" James' voice made the blonde jump. He turned around, and shrugged. "Yeah, I guess" he lied and James smiled sadly. "What say you have a shower, and I finish dinner, okay?" Jamie nodded.

Jamie felt like he was trying to wash his guilt away . . . no, his filth. He didn't hear James coming in, and was started when the other slammed his head into a wall.


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The next few days were a complete blur for Jamie. He was having wacked out nightmares about Elliot. Like he was locked up in the basement of the other's house, being his very own personal slave. Cooking, cleaning, and being the sex toy of Elliot Pentrith. And not just Elliot, but James too. He would scream, and squirm around for hours on end while they cut him, or beat him. "Get him out here, he'd want to see this" "Yeah, yeah, keep your hair on. It'll be on the news all week" Jamie stirred from his slumber, confused as to where he was. A bright light hit him right in the face. He tried to move his arms to block the sun light, but they were tied up. He frowned again. "Come on, sweet cheeks, something to see upstairs" he heard James say, untieing him and pulling him up the steps - roughly. "Wh-what's going -- Argh!" exclaimed the blonde as James twisted his weak forearm ( the one that had been broken twice ) behind his back. "I thought we taught you about speaking when not spoken to" snapped James, pushing Jamie a bit rougher now, and up into a fancey house - one that reminded him of his own. But it wasn't his own, and he started to think this was another dream - he was seeing Elliot again - until he was trown in front of the tv, down next to Elliot on a leather couch. "Hey babe" greeted Elliot, and he threw an icy cold arm over Jamie's shoulders. But Jamie was focused on the TV, this was much too real to be a dream. "And now to breaking news, a house has been burnt to the ground due to what was believed to be an electrical fire in one of Los Angeles' top neighbourhoods, leaving a young man to die inside. Mister James English's body was found in remains of the master bedroom of the two story house. Fire fighters were called just fifteen minutes after the blaze started, but only the two dogs the family owned were able to be rescued.

Mister Gus Jacobs, who is said to be romantically involved with Mister English, and his son were not in the household at the time of the fire. The English family is one of the richest, and most prestigious families in the state, perhaps the country, and are in great mourning over their family member's death . . ." and Jamie stopped listening. It wasn't a dream - he was being held captive by two psychopaths who had faked his death. He wanted to scream, but he knew he'd get hurt again. He wanted to cry, but he knew it would do no good. Gus, Sebastian, Riley. They'd all be going through a world of hurt right now. And he wished he was dead. He wished he really was burnt in that fire. He ******** deserved it for letting James in and kicking Gus out. "Work of ******** art isn't it?" said James, breaking the silence. "You said it. ******** lucky we found someone just his height and bone structure to put in there. Annoying ripping his teeth out, though" Jamie started to breath unevenly. He really was going to vomit. "Be pretty see through when the dental work came through that it wasn't him." explained James. The blonde started shaking, and Elliot turned to him. "******** wrong with you?" asked the ravenette, and James shrugged. "He seems different today" said the brunette, continuing to watch the in depth news story about Jamie's family, and Gus and Sebastian. The media shouldn't be harassing them - not at a time like this. He couldn't imagine what Gus was going through - well, he could, seeing as Marcus told him Gus was dead a few years ago, but Gus had never been burnt to death. And they hadn't been in a fight at the time.

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im thinking Gus and Sebastian get back home just as the cops are evaluating the scene?
and i hope riley goes off at him ^^
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badassThe next few days, Gus and Sebastian had spent at a nice hotel, going places and having as much fun as they could so that they both would forget about Jamie. Or at least, Gus would forget about Jamie and James, and worrying about what was going on. Why couldn't Jamie see that this wasn't going to turn out well? Why didn't he believe Gus? It was irritating, and frustrating all at the same time, and Gus was worried, too. But, he knew James wasn't going to do anything crazy - he just conned, that's all he did. Though, when they came home after a few days to find fire trucks and police cars at his home, which was almost completely burned down. "Oh my god, what the hell happened here?" he cried, hold Sebastian tight against his chest as the boy's eyes were wide, transfixed on the house before him. "Gus," Gus turned to see Riley standing there, and he turned to her. "Where's Jamie?" he asked, handing Sebastian over to Riley, and he gladly went into his aunt's arms. "I don't know. They haven't said anything. They are still putting out the fire and searching the - Gus! Where are you going?" But, Gus didn't hear her, he was already going up to he house. "Sir, I can't allow you-" "This is my house, officer, and I wanna know where my boyfriend is" Gus explained, trying to look around all the police officers and trucks and cars. "Did both of you own the house?" "Yes." "Where were you at the time of the fire?" "My son and I were staying at a hotel in the city. Jamie and I had a fight about my older brother staying here. So, I left and took Sebastian with me. We've been spending some time together." "Your brother?" "Yes, my brother stopped by for a visit. Is he okay?" Gus asked, making sure it looked like he cared about his brother. To be honest? He could have died in the fire and Gus wouldn't give two shits about him. The police officer, turned away from Gus and to another police officer and began whispering. "What's, what's going on?" Gus asked, starting to panic a little more as the police officer turned back to him. He paused for a moment before he began speaking. "Your dogs, they are safe," Gus didn't care about the dogs right now (sure, he loved them, but Jamie). "But, there was a body found in the master bedroom," he stated, and Gus felt himself starting to panic even more. Was it Jamie? Was it his brother? Who was it? God, Gus hoped it was his brother. "Who is it?" he whispered, feeling tears pricking at his eyes. "Right now, we can't be sure. We're gonna have to take the remains back to the coroner's office. As of now, we've only found the one body," the police officer said, and Gus felt his knees get weak. They didn't know who it was? He had to wait? "Now, sir, if you would please step back. I promise, when we have more information, we will tell you," the officer said, gently pushing Gus back toward Riley and Sebastian.

Riley grabbed the top of Gus' arm. "What's going on? What did he say?" she whispered. "Daddy, where's Jamie? Is Jamie okay? Where's Harper, and Tiberius?" the little boy asked, and Gus turned his head away from the house. "Harper and Tiberius are okay, Sebastian," he answered, his voice a little distant. "They found a body," Gus stated, looking at Riley, and he gasped. "Jamie?" "They aren't sure. My brother, he came down for a visit. So, they aren't - they aren't sure," he said, trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall down his lips. "Oh god," Riley choked out a sob, holding the little boy tighter as the little one began to cry. Gus looked at his little boy, and then back to his house. He prayed that it wasn't Jamie, and that it was James, and that Jamie would just come waltzing in. But, his car was still in the driveway, which meant that Jamie might not be gone. That it might be his body in the house.

It only took another hour or so of them standing around, watching as the fire slowly died down before another police officer came up to them. "Excuse me?" The two of them turned to him - Sebastian had fallen asleep in Riley's arms a little while ago. "Are you the owner of this home?" "It's my home. I owned it with my boyfriend, Jamie English. That body that you found. Was - was it Jaime's?" he asked, fear lacing his voice. "The coroner has to do a few more tests, but as of now," he paused, "I'm sorry, but those remains were Mr. English's." Gus felt his whole world stop. Jamie, Jamie was dead. "Did you - did you find any others?" The police officer shook his head no, and Gus began to panic even more. This couldn't - this couldn't be happen. Jamie was dead, and James, James was missing. "It is possible that, if there was another one else in the home, their remains got burned to the point where we are not able to be detected," the officer explained, but Gus couldn't believe this, and he knew something wasn't right. "Do you - do you know how the fire was started?" he asked, and he turned to see Riley crying beside him, holding Sebastian against her body tightly. "As of now, it looks to be like an electrical fire." "You said - you said that you have to run more tests? To make sure?" Gus said, hoping to God that maybe it wasn't Jamie. "Yes, they have to run a dental records test and such, but like I said, there is a positive ID that the body is of Mr. English." The officer paused. "I'm very sorry for your loss," he said before walking off, and Gus turned to Riley, tears still streaming down her face.

Silently, the three of them went to their respective cars - the two dogs hopped into Riley's car - and drove back to Riley's home that she shared with her boyfriend. Riley grieved a little more as she told her boyfriend what was going on, and went to call their parents. After she was done calling their parents, they set up their guest bedroom for Gus and Sebastian before tucking Sebastian, who was thankfully still asleep, in bed. It was then when Gus finally spoke up about his theory that Jamie wasn't dead, that it wasn't Jamie's body that was found. "That isn't Jamie," he stated, trying to keep himself from crying. Even though he said it, he still couldn't help but think that maybe he was being crazy - that he was so willing that not to be Jamie's body, that it really was. "What?" Riley asked, looking up at Gus as they stood in the hallway. "That isn't, Jamie. I know it." "How do you know that?" Gus swallowed, and slowly began to explain. "My brother James rolled into town today-" "You have a brother?" "Yes, and he's a con artist, and I haven't seen him for thirteen years. So, when he came to our door, I knew something was up, but Jamie would listen to him. We fought, so I left, telling him that I couldn't let Sebastian live under the same roof as that man." "So, so you just left him there? With a con artist?" Riley hissed. "Con artists aren't killers, Riley. They just con people to get what they want - they don't kill people." "How the hell do you know that?" Gus sighed, heavily. "Because I was one at one point in time, okay? But, I'm clean - and yes, Jamie knew this. Hell, Jamie was in on it." "WHAT?!" Riley roared. "We were con artist for a while, okay? We didn't kill people, that's why I left. I didn't think James would do anything, but now, I think James went over the edge. I don't think he killed Jamie - Jamie's alive, but obviously, he's part of a bigger plan here because he planted a body for the police to find," Gus explained to Riley who just stared at him in disbelief. "So, you're telling me you just left him there?" she repeated. "I didn't think that James would do anything like this!" "Well, apparently he did you a*****e!" she stated and before Gus could do anything, she slapped his across the cheek, and stomped off to her and her boyfriend's bedroom. Gus stood there for a minute before heading into the bedroom he was sharing with Sebastian, who was thankfully still sleeping. He didn't know what he was going to do, but he had to figure out where Jamie was, and to do that, he needed to find James.




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For the next week, Gus was hounded by reports, asking questions and wanting to talk to him, and find out information, but Gus just kept ignoring them. It was ******** irritating, especially since they were doing it when he was usually out with Sebastian, and Sebastian didn't need that. Especially since he believed that Jamie was dead. It took all Gus' will power not to smack the assholes square in the nose. While this was going on, the police were still investigating the home and making sure that no foul play was involved, which Gus knew there was, but they could only move the case so fast - especially since they were positive it was a electric fire, but Gus told them it wasn't. He went to the police, right after the fight with Riley, and explained to them that he thought something was really wrong, and that they need to check out the origins of the fire. They complied, and began testing while they waited for the dental records to come back. While all of this was going on, Gus was secretly doing his own work, trying to figure out if he could maybe locate James. He hung around a lot of bars, asking if people had seen him there - if he was anything like Gus, which he was, he was a heavy drinker and liked to spend his time in bars - and they all told him that they hadn't seen anybody that fit that description.

Gus was ready to pull his hair out when, finally he found somebody who said that he had seen the guy in there just a day or two ago. He was drunk, ranting about some pretty blonde guy he was currently messing around with. Automatically, Gus knew that he was talking about Jamie. He asked the bartender if he had said anything else, like a location - he hadn't. Gus had thanked him profusely and continued his search, trying to see if somebody else in the bar maybe heard more. As he did, he felt his phone go off in his pocket. Quickly, he answered. "Hello?" "Gus, it's Riley. The police just called and told us that the remains they found weren't Jamie's. They were from a boy who had missing for the past three weeks," Riley explained quickly, and Gus felt a some relief lift off his shoulders. Jamie was alive, for sure and the police now knew it, and could now investigate. Though, it didn't mean that he was completely relieved because he didn't know where Jamie was, and how badly hurt he could be. "What did they say about the fire? Was it intentionally started?" "Yeah, they did." "Riley, call them back. Tell them that they need to find James Jacobs." "Okay," Riley said before she hung up the phone. Gus placed the phone back into his pocket, and prayed that they would find Jamie before going back to asking people if they had heard anything else that night.

To his luck, another man had heard basically all of James' babbling and said that he said something about the abandoned house on Welsh Road, just a little ways out of town. Gus thanked him profusely and before he knew it, he was in his car, heading in the direction of the house. When he arrived at the house, he parked a few feet away from it, and just looked at it. He had called the cops on the way there, and they told him not to do anything, but Gus couldn't just sit there and wait. He had to go in there and get Jamie. So, without a second thought, Gus opened the glove compartment, and pulled out the gun he had stashed in there. He was an ex-con, so he had a lot of enemies - he had to prepared, just in case. He loaded it, and turned off the safety before tucking it into his back pocket. Slowly, he stepped out of the car, eyes not leaving the house, and quietly, he made his way up to the house. HIs dark eyes darted in every direction, watching out for anybody who could jump out and attack him. Gus had a feeling that James didn't do this by himself - this was too big for him. Then again, James must have learned a lot since leaving Gus, and maybe he could. But, the dark-haired male knew that this was too big for him. So, he watched out for anything or anyone that could attack him as he entered the run-down building.

The door creaked. 'Of course,' Gus thought to himself as he quickly entered, pulling the gun out of his pocket, and holding it forward as he turned around the room, trying to see if anyone was coming due to the noise. The coast was clear, so slowly he made his way through the house, trying to be as quiet as possible. Obviously, he wasn't quiet enough because all of the sudden, he felt a gun at the back of his head. "It's good to see you again, Roland," the male spoke, and even though Gus couldn't see him, he could sense the grin on his face. "Where's Jamie, you b*****d?" he asked, still holding his gun in his hand. "Drop the gun, Roland," James stated, but Gus didn't drop it, and James cocked the gun. Gus dropped the gun. "Good boy. Now, come on, I think there's somebody who would like to say hi to you," he stated, and nudged Gus to go up the flight of stairs. Gus obeyed and silently, the two of them made their way up the stairs, then to the right where there was a room, two males in there. One of them was Jamie, who looked beaten and broken, and the other was standing over him. "Get away from him, you b*****d!" Gus yelled, and the man turned to face him, and Gus felt himself gasp. "Long time no see, Gus." "Elliot." "In the flesh," he stated with a sadistic smile, and Gus gulped, hoping that the police would get here, and fast.

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The next week was hell for Jamie. Pure, unadulterated hell. It did him no good to scream, he would only get beaten harder. They kept him inside the basement, and the chained him up to the broken radiator in the corner of the room. There was never a light on in the room, but he got used to the dark. He had found a small piece of chalk in a dirty corner. He drew on the ground in front of him, and sometimes he would write lyrics on the walls around him. Although, he had no music to go with them - he imagined it in his head - it calmed him extremely. When Elliot and James raped him ( which happened quite a lot ) it helped him to think of something else. He had no doubt that he was going to die here, in this house. Jamie was so terrified that he would never see his beloved Gus again, nor Sebastian - or Riley.

It was in the middle of Tuesday afternoon, and a bright light shone up from above where Jamie was sitting in the basement. He felt disgusting - they hadn't let him shower or anything since he was taken. "C'mon, sweets. Elliot wants you" stated James as he unlatched Jamie, then pulled him up the steps. He was still squinting from the light change, and before he had adjusted to it, Elliot had thrown him to the ground. What had he done now? "Thanks, Jimmy. You heading out now?" "Yeah. I'll be back by tomorrow. Just gotta run a few errands first" Jamie had come to know both of his helders' schedules. Elliot barely left the house - except for Friday nights. James went out almost every night, except for Friday - just in case Jamie somehow got out of the basement and ran away. Elliot nodded to his partner. "Alright I'll see you --" all of them heard a door snap in the front of the house. The old place echoed like no other. Elliot grinned. "You go. I need to finish this up" James nodded once, and pulled a four millimetre out of a drawer. Jamie was worried. He wasn't sure if he was going to get another person down in the basement with him - or if they were going to kill someone.

Elliot kicked Jamie in the stomach, causing the male to turn the other way, only to get him a kick right on his spine. "I'm gonna have to finish this up quick - it looks like we've got a visitor." the black haired male stated, grabbing Jamie's weak arm, and breaking it over his knee. Jamie let out a horrifying scream, pulling his arm back, clutching it to his chest, and Elliot grabbed his collar, and punched him in the face. His mouth started to bleed a little bit. His head was suddenly cloudy, and he knew he was dreaming when he saw Gus enter the room. He breathed heavily and he groaned as Elliot turned to kick him in the stomach again. Gus moved against James' arms - but the older was much stronger. Then again - he was much older. "Wow, you know, I've dreamt this day would come for so long. But now that it's here . . . I don't think I'm ready for it" he said, pulling a gun from his back pocket. At this point, Jamie was barely conscious. Elliot moved his hand, pointing the gun at Jamie's head. This was it? This was how it ended for him? He got executed while the love of his life watched? God must hate him. But, just as Elliot was pulling the trigger - he heard Gus scream, and two gun shots go off. One hit him in the chest. - he wasn't sure where the other went, because all he could see was white - wait, then he saw Gus hovering over him, pushing his air from his forehead. The blonde gathered all of his available energy - and opened his mouth to speak. "I . . . I-I lo-ove you" he stuttered out, before closing his eyes, falling into unconsciousness.


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The blonde's eyes opened. But he wasn't in a hospital. He found himself in a completely green paddock. He sat up slowly. He was wearing his favourite clothes, and he looked around him completely confused. He stood up quickly, looking around him. Bright blue skies, green paddocks, and a single gazebo stood about one hundred yards away. "You're not dead" Jamie jumped, turning around. A man stood there, smiling over at him. Jamie frowned. "Who are you? Where are we?" asked the blonde, the other approaching him. "We're in the in between?" "The in between? What are you talking about?" he asked, as he and the boy walked toward the gazebo. "My guess is you're in a coma. This whole place was conceived by your own subconscious. When you were about eight, your Dad used to take you through Connecticut, and he stopped at one place. This place. It's your only good memory about your father." "There was an ice cream truck over there" he pointed. "And he actually knew your favourite flavour, right?" and Jamie nodded.

"You didn't answer my question yet. Who are you?" the boy shrugged. "My name's Damien. I guess I'm here to keep you entertained while you sleep" he explained, and he smiled over at Jamie. "C'mon, this is really cool" the boy said, grabbing Jamie's hand and pulling him to the gazebo. Jamie looked out onto the fields, and he didn't see the in between world anymore - he saw his hospital room. "This is what's happening in real life now" said Damien, pulling two chairs out of seemingly nowhere for the both of them. Jamie sat down, wondering. "How long have I been out?" "Eh, about a month. Doctors are starting to say that they should pull the plug - but Gus won't allow it. He's your next of kin, by the way. So he's got the last say" and instantly Jamie got worried. Gus could be talked into things if he was vulnerable.

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badassThe moments between the shot of the gun, and the police arriving had been such a blur for Gus. He remembered seeing Jamie, broken and beaten on the chair, a gun at Jamie's and without thinking, he ran for it. He remembers feeling a pain coursing through his arm, but he didn't stop until he reached Jamie, who had been shot in the chest as the police rampaged in. Gus had felt tears burning at his eyes, from the pain and heartache as he watched Jamie slip from life not before saying that he loved Jamie. Gus was pretty sure he whispered it back, and shaking the male, telling him not to die, to keep living. The paramedics took him aside, and quickly began taking care of him and Jamie, his eyes watching everything before he finally blacked out as well.

When Gus woke up, he was in a hospital room, arm bandaged up (he just couldn't get a break from getting shot, could he) and in a panic. He asked where Jamie was, over and over again to anybody who walked into the room, but it seemed that nobody wanted to tell him. They just kept telling him to relax, but he couldn't relax because he didn't know what happened to Jamie. Was he dead? Oh God, he had hoped not. Sebastian came to visit, along with Riley, and she didn't tell him what was going on either. It took three days until the doctor finally told him - Jamie was in a coma. Gus had stared at the doctor, too stunned to even say anything. Jamie was. . .in a coma? He wasn't dead, which Gus was thrilled about, but he knew that being a coma wasn't better. Jamie was stuck - between lief and death. Then, the doctor stated that he was Jamie's next of kin, so it was his decision if they pulled the plug, but they said that he might come out of it. There was a chance that he would be okay, which is why they tried to hold off on telling him. Gus had said that he didn't want to pull the plug - there was still a chance that he was going to wake up.

But, days turned in to weeks, and weeks to a whole month. After Gus was let out of the hospital, it was like he didn't leave - he was there everyday, watching Jamie, hoping that he would wake up. Gus' daily routine was simple - he got up, took Sebastian to school, went to the hospital, and came home around dinner to take care of Sebastian, and go to sleep. It was every day that he did this. Riley would come to visit him once in a while, and she would pick Sebastian up after school, but other than that, Gus didn't see anyone else. He focused on Jamie, hoping that Jamie would wake up, but Gus was starting to feel that he wasn't going to wake up. And, he blamed himself for this. If he hadn't left Jamie with James, none of this would have happened. Jamie wouldn't be on the brink of life and death, he'd be alive, and happy - they'd be happy. But, Gus hadn't thought James, who was on trial for the kidnap, rape, and assault of Jamie, just like Elliot was, would something like that. He knew he was capable of conning, but not that. Then again, he hadn't see him for over ten years and things change. Gus beat himself up over it everyday that this was all his fault. Riley had tried to tell him that it wasn't his fault, but Gus didn't believe it - this was his fault, this was all his fault.

It had been a month since Jamie was in the hospital, and Gus was sitting at the hospital, holding Jamie's hand while he talked softly to him, updating him on what had been going on with Sebastian. They always said that people in a coma could hear you, so Gus would always talk to Jamie about what was going on with Sebastian, or about other things. Maybe like some new music, or stuff that Gus was working on. Gus hadn't worked on music in a while, but all of the sudden, he picked up his guitar again and started playing around. He wasn't creating anything great, or fantastic, just stuff to get his head cleared and his feelings out about this whole situation. So, he told Jamie about it, and he was just moving on to his what he was working on when their was a knock at the door. "Come in," he stated, and the door opened to reveal Riley standing on the other side. He smiled softly at her, and turned to Jamie. "Look who is here? Riley," he stated to the male, reaching out and brushing a few strands of hair from Jamie's face. "Hey Jamie, Gus," the girl greeted, smiling sadly at the male before turning to Gus. "Gus, we need to talk," she stated, and Gus turned to face her. He didn't like the look on her face. "I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, and well, the doctor's say that he's most likely not going to make it," she said, her voice trailing off by the end of it as she tried to hold back the tears as Gus' eyes went wide. "I don't think Jamie would want to live like this, Gus. I think - I think you should, you should," Riley began crying softly, but Gus didn't need her to finish the sentence because he knew what she was talking about. "You've gotta be kidding me," Gus mumbled to himself, shaking his head. "You're the one who keeps telling me that he's gonna be okay, that we should keep him alive. Now, you what me to pull the plug?" he hissed, not believing what Riley was saying, though what she was saying was something Gus himself had been thinking about.

Gus didn't want to pull the plug, but the doctor's kept saying that Jamie wasn't going to pull out of this, and Gus knew that Jamie wouldn't want to live like this. Gus knew that if he was in this position, he'd want whoever it was to pull the plug on him. He didn't want to be a vegetable for the rest of his life - it was no way to live. Gus was sure that Jamie wouldn't want to live like this, but at the same time, Gus couldn't pull the plug. He wanted Jamie to survive, and if he pulled the plug, Gus wouldn't be able to not blame himself for what happen. Jamie's death - it would be his fault. He already had caused Jamie to get beaten to a bloody pulp, and Gus didn't want to be responsible for his death. So, he didn't want to pull the plug, but as the days wore on, Gus didn't know what else to do. The doctor's said that after the first week, it would be a miracle if Jamie pulled out of it. And now, a month into his coma? It was slim he would ever come out of it again. "The doctor's say he isn't going to make it! And, you and I both know that Jamie wouldn't want this!" she cried through the tears. "I don't want to lose him, either Gus. I love him, but I don't want him to keep living if he's going to have to keep living like this," she stated, and Gus knew that she was right. Even though Gus loved him, with all his heart, he knew this wasn't the right thing for Jamie.

Gus looked at Jamie, who looked so peaceful, so beautiful, even with the bruises and cuts on his face. The dark-haired male felt a tear fall down his cheek as their was a knock at the door, and a doctor entered the room. What perfect timing, wasn't it? Gus pushed himself out of the chair, standing quiet abruptly. "Pull the plug," he stated, keeping his voice from cracking, which took all of his energy before he turned on his heel and walked out of the room, and he just walked. He walked down the hallways of the hospital, turning here and there before he entered a hallway that was pretty empty. It was there where he fell apart. Tears began pouring from his eyes as he fell against the wall before sliding down it, cries escaping from his lips. He curled into a ball and let the tears fall freely down his face. It was the first time he had cried ever since he found out Jamie was in a coma. Gus didn't cry because he had to be strong for everybody, so he never cried. But now, he just couldn't hold back the tears that were flowing down his cheeks, and the sobs that were racking his body. Jamie was going to die - he was going to kill Jamie. He knew that he wasn't pulling the plug, but it sure as hell felt like he was.

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Jamie's eyes watered. "Gus . . ." he whispered, reaching an arm out to the pictures in front of him. He wanted to be with Gus. He wanted to touch him. He needed to. They . . . they were going to pull the plug on him? "No!" he screamed. "No, they can't do that!" he exclaimed, tears running down his pale cheeks. "Yes, they can, Jamie. They are in control" "I don't care! I'm going back!" he exclaimed, running back into the field as a large pang of pain shot through him. One n his head, and then one in his arm. He closed his eyes, concentrating hard. "Jamie! You aren't supposed to live!" But Damien's voice faded away, and the blonde groaned a little bit, causing someone in the room to gasp. "Doctor, I think he's waking up!" exclaimed Riley. She sounded like she had been crying. But where was Gus? The doctor took his hand off of the life support machine, and started checking Jaime's vitals. He opened one of Jamie's blue eyes, shining a bright light in it. "Jamie? Can you hear me" asked the doctor, and Jamie groaned once more. Someone took him off the breathing machine so he could talk.

He opened his eyes, and he saw his sister, Riley. He smiled lightly. "Jamie, you've just come out of a coma, okay? I'm gonna ask you some questions, and I want you to answer if you can" the doctor said, and Jamie tried to nod, but his head hurt too much. "O-okay" he whispered. His voice hurt from not talking for so long. "Do you know who you are?" "James Theodore English" "Where you are?" "Hospital" "Okay, looks like everything checks out. We'll get you some new medicine and what not, and you should be out of here soon. Welcome to the land of the living" explained the doctor, and he left the room. Jamie struggled to sit himself up. His body felt like it was filled with led. And he was no starving. "Jamie!" exclaimed Riley, hugging him tight. Jamie choked a little, and she let go. "God, you've got some kind of timing, don't you?" she said, wiping her tears away from her face. "What do you mean?" asked Jamie, pretending he didn't know what was happening. "Jamie, you've been out for a whole month, the doctor was in here to pull the plug on you. We . . . We didn't think you were going to make it"

And to be honest, Jamie really didn't know what to say. His family had just tried to kill him, what was he supposed to say? "Where's Gus?" he asked, avoiding the subject. "I don't know, he walked out of here a little while ago" she stated and Jamie frowned. "Can you get him? I . . . I really need to see him" he said, and Riley sighed. "I guess I can try calling him. I'm just so happy you're okay" the girl said, hugging Jamie just as tight as before, before leaving the room to find his boyfriend. Jamie sighed, content that he wasn't going to be stuck in the world of in between forever. Then he started to panic. What if Elliot and James had gotten away? What if they were going to come back and hurt him? If they had gotten away, Jamie knew they would come back for him - and they'd make sure to kill him this time. His heart rate rose, and his muscles tensed. He didn't like this - being alone. He hated it. He wanted Gus there - fast. Gus would know what to do. Gus would protect him.

Jamie was almost hyperventilating when Gus walked in the room, completely shocked. He'd been crying, Jamie smiled. He was going to be okay, Gus was here. "Gus . . ." he whispered, his throat sore, and he tried to extend an arm to his boyfriend. The boy stared for a few more seconds before going over to the blonde, and holding his hand tight. He smiled. He loved Gus' touch. Jamie loved many things about Gus. He loved Gus' dark chocolate eyes. He loved how soft and thin his hair was. He loved the way how Gus would push Jamie's fringe back whenever he wanted a kiss. He loved how his rough hands felt on the soft skin of his face or, waist. He loved how perfectly their lips moved together when they kissed. He loved how Gus knew when he was lying, or upset, or frustrated. It seemed like Gus knew everything. But there were things about Gus Jamie really did not like at all. He really didn't like how Gus' lying seemed so easy. He really didn't like how Gus was so intent on having sex all the time. He really didn't like how Gus worked nights sometimes ( he tried to avoid it whenever possible, because Jamie hated being alone, especially when he went to sleep ) But the little things that Jamie didn't like, they didn't bother him enough to be annoyed by them.

Jamie stared at Gus' brown eyes, and smiled. He closed his baby blues for a moment, then opened them again, squeezing Gus' hand. "I missed you" he whispered, and Gus kissed his forehead, telling him he'd be okay, cause he was there now. Well, Jamie knew that. "Mom and Dad came to see you once, if you were wondering" and Jamie shook his head. "I wasn't wondering, but thankyou" He knew his parents wouldn't give a flying ******** that he was in here. They would come to see him for appearances, then leave. Jamie hadn't been back in his childhood home since he ran away when he was sixteen. His father would never give him the time of day, his mother was never close to him in the first place. Although, before he came out, Richard was always nice to Jamie, bonding with him and what not. Well, that was until he hit nine years old. Then it was like he'd done all his bonding with his son that was needed - and he never saw his Dad again virtually. Gus had a scowl on his face when the parents were mentioned. He'd obviously had a go at them for neglecting Jamie. "Gus, yelling at them is not going to do any good" he stated, and Gus looked at him funny for a moment. "You can't hide anything from me, you should know that by now" he stated, smiling up at his boyfriend.

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badassGus felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, and he didn't want to pull it out. His boyfriend was probably dead now, and he didn't want to talk to anybody. Yet, he pulled it out, sniffling as he did so, and saw that it was Riley calling him. Why was she calling him? Gus didn't need confirmation that Jamie was dead, but he cleared his throat, brushed the tears from his eyes and answered the phone. "Yeah?" he asked, his voice a little strained and cracked from the crying. "Gus. Where are you? You've gotta come back to the room. Jamie's alive!" she exclaimed, and for a moment, Gus just sat there, eyes wide. Jamie was. . .alive? That wasn't possible. "But, but they said - they said -" "He woke up just before they pulled the plug, Gus. It's a ******** miracle," Riley stated, and Gus could hear the relief in her voice and without thinking twice, Gus hung up the phone and pushed himself up off the ground and made a beeline for Jamie's room. He skidded across the floor once or twice because he was running so fast, and he could hear a nurse telling him to slow down, but he couldn't. Jamie was alive, and he had to see this for himself. When he skidded to the room, he stopped at the doorway and there he was, awake. Alive.

Gus felt an overwhelming sense of relief, mixed with happiness and all around joy fill him as he forced himself to hold back the tears of joy that wanted to fall from his eyes. Jamie smiled, and God had he missed that smile, those eyes, that voice. How he would have lived without it for the rest of his life, he wasn't sure. How he could ever think, let alone say pull the plug, Gus wasn't sure, either and he wanted to hit himself for it. But, right now, Gus couldn't worry about that. After a few more seconds of shock, Gus rushed over to Jamie, grasping on to his hand, tightly and just looked at him for a few moments before Jamie said that he missed him. Gus couldn't help the relieved sigh that escaped his lips as he let his eyes fall closed, and he leaned forward, kissing Jamie on the the forehead. "I'm missed you too, baby. I'm promise I'm not going anywhere. You're gonna be okay," he whispered, leaning his forehead against Jamie's own, and let himself feel the male lying in the bed. Gus heard Riley speak, talking about Jamie's parents and how they came to visit. Automatically, a scowl reached Gus' face as he pulled back and looked at Jamie. Sure, Gus' dad hadn't been greatest dad in the world, but when his mom had been alive, she had been amazing. She was so sweet, and so kind. She always listened to Gus, and spent time with Gus when he was a young boy. She loved her baby, and it had been clear up until the day that she died that she felt nothing but love for Gus (James, too). It was after her death that things had changed, but then again, Gus' dad wasn't the greatest dad in the first place, either. James was dad's favorite, while Gus was mom's favorite. Sure, his mom didn't state that, but it was clear with their dad since their dad always hung out with James, over Gus. But, Gus didn't care - his mom was better than his dad. So, when his mom died, it really hurt Gus and he clung to James. Stupid ******** James.

But, Jamie didn't have that - neither of his parents really gave a rat's a** about their boy. Sure, his dad had when he was a kid (at least, that's what he was told by Riley since Jamie didn't talk about it much) but after a certain age, he just stopped. It was also clear that his mom didn't care about him since Gus had talked to her - it had only been once, but she had made it clear that she didn't like the lifestyle that Jamie was living, and didn't seem to like Jamie either. Though there was nothing wrong with Jamie. Sure, Jamie wasn't perfect - who was - but, he was a beautiful person, inside and out. He was a great boyfriend, and a wonderful parent to Sebastian. He was way better than Gus, as a person that is. Sure, Gus had good qualities, but he never felt like he was good in anyway. Gus always felt damned, like he shouldn't have Jamie, that he should be alone for the rest of his life. That he didn't deserve Jamie, or anybody else. Hearing Jamie's voice talking about how he shouldn't yell at his parents, Gus furrowed his brow. How did he know that Gus had given his parents a piece of his mind when they came to visit? Then Jamie said that Gus couldn't hide anything from him, and that was true. Gus was like an open book with Jamie, it was ridiculous, especially since he had conned for a good portion of his life. Gus smiled down at Jamie and leaned down, pressing his lips softly to the other male's. He would have let the kiss last longer, but Jamie had just gotten out of a coma and wasn't going to push anything.

"Well, I'm gonna go pick up Sebastian," Riley announced, and the two male's looked over at her. "I'll be back in a half an hour. Don't worry, I'll have the boy in tow," she added with a small laugh, and Gus smiled at her before she left the room, shutting the door softly behind her. Gus turned back to Jamie, taking a seat on the edge of the male's bed. The dark-haired male let his thumb run over the back of Jamie's hand as they sat in silence. Gus didn't know what to say, where to start the conversation. Sure, Jamie had been out a month, but he hadn't missed much. James and Elliot were on trial for their crimes, and that was about it. Sebastian was going to school, like he had been before all this happened, and Gus? Well, he'd been sitting at the hospital day in and day out, waiting for Jamie to wake up. Maybe he should apologize - apologize for everything that happened, for causing Jamie to be in this situation, for putting him in harms way, for wanting to pull the plug on him. Feeling tears p***k at his eyes at the thought that it was his fault that all of this happened, Gus hung his head and looked at their hands. "I'm sorry, he whispered, his voice cracking just a little bit. Before Jamie could ask what he was sorry for, Gus was already speaking again. "I'm sorry that I got pissed off that night and left you with James. I didn't think - I didn't know that James would do that. I know he conned, but I didn't - I didn't know he would do that. I'm sorry that I didn't find you sooner. I'm sorry that you were in that house at all. I'm sorry that you had to endure all that. I'm sorry - I'm sorry I wanted to pull the plug on you," he finished, his voice barely above a whisper, the tears rolling down his cheeks as he kept his head hung. He didn't want to look at Jamie, couldn't look at him.

Gus squeezed Jamie's hand a little tighter. "The doctor's - they had said it would be a miracle if you came out of the coma in a week, but a week went by and you didn't. We held out - we held out as long as we could, but then Riley - Riley said that you wouldn't want to live that like. And, and I didn't want you to live like that, either Jamie. I knew - I knew you wouldn't want that. So, so I told them to pull the plug," he explained, squeezing his eyes shut, trying to force the tears to stop. "I'm sorry. I'm so ******** sorry," he whispered again, finally looking up at Jamie, who was looking at him. He wasn't looking at him in shock, or anger, just looking at him. It was a moment before Jamie smiled softly, and squeezed Gus' hand back with all the strength he could muster, and said that it was okay, that he forgave him. And, Gus wanted to yell that he shouldn't forgive Gus, that he didn't deserve Jamie's forgiveness. That, he should yell at Gus, and blame him for everything, agree with him. Sure, Gus wanted Jamie's forgiveness, but even though he apologized, he felt he didn't deserve it, just like he didn't deserve Jamie. But, Gus just nodded his head, and than laid himself in the bed next to the male, wrapping his arm around Jamie's tiny waist and holding him softly. Gus let out a shaky breath and resting his head in the crook of Jamie's neck.

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Jamie held back tears as Gus leant down to kiss him - pushing all of his worries about his parents out of his head. God he loved Gus. It was insane, really. Just three years ago, he was absolutley certain he could never fall in love - that he'd be a free man his whole life. But then Gus came along, and well, he had been proven wrong. He had wished the kiss would last longer, but he found himself out of breath, and decided that it was probably long enough as it was. Sebastian. As soon as Riley mentioned the cute little boy, a grin creeped onto Jamie's pale face. He couldn't wait to see the six year old. While he had been out, he had missed Sebastian's birthday - the eighth of March - and as soon as they got home, Jamie was never going to let go of the little boy. He had missed him so much. and then he remembered. Their house ( Jamie had gotten Gus' name on the house's deed a while a go ). The memory was vague, but he remembered James telling an almost unconcious Jamie that he was going to burn their house down. And just as Jamie was opening his mouth to speak, Gus blurted out an apology.

Jamie frowned, confused. Again, he opened his mouth to speak, to ask why Gus was apologizing and the boy just started talking. Ranting - like he always did when he was upset. And he listened. After Gus was done, he took a moment to just look at the male. It wasn't a look of anger or shock. It was just a look. Then he smiled softly, squeazing Gus' hand with all the strength he had, before whispering. "Baby, it's okay. I forgive you" Gus looked a little hesitant, before nodding a few times, and laying down next to him. Jamie held onto the collar of Gus' shirt tightly. He was afraid of letting go. Afraid he'd lose Gus again. "Shh, It's okay, Gus. It'll be alright" he whispered, pulling Gus' face back gently away from his neck. He wiped some small tears away from Gus' cheeks, and he smiled again. "I don't ever want to see those beautiful eyes sad, okay?" he asked, and Gus smiled - almost blushed. Jamie settled into Gus' chest, relishing in Gus' muscled body up against his. Before the blonde knew it, he was falling asleep once more.

But soon enough, he heard a doctor speaking rather loudly to Gus. And he noticed the boy wasn't laying with him anymore. He freaked out for a moment, before snapping open his eyes. He looked around the room franticly, and he saw Riley, and Sebastian, and Gus speaking - more like yelling - with the doctor. "Jamie just came out of a month long coma. His body won't be funtioning properly, and you cannot lean on him like that! He'll suffocate!" and Gus was saying that Jamie was his boyfriend, and he could do what he wanted. Jamie smiled slightly, and sat himself up. He winced, his chest hurting. "Jamie, Jamie, Jamie!" exclaimed the little boy, and Jamie smiled. "Hey sweetie. Come here!" he said, and Riley quickly picked up Sebastian, and handed him to Jamie. The boy was holding a folder, and he sat on Jamie's lap, grinning. He looked so much like Gus when he smiled. Jamie played with the boy's brown hair, as he opened the folder, which contained about a million drawings that Sebastian had done. "Wow, Sebby, you made all of these?" "Whenever I was sad, Daddy said I should draw a picture for you. So then, when you wake up you could see them" and Jamie smiled as the little boy went through all of the pictures. And he was a little frightened at how close he came to never seeing these.

Gus had finished having it out with the doctor, and placed himself next to Riley, holding Jamie's free hand. But Jamie let go of gus' hand, when he saw a particular picture. He grabbed it, frowning. "Sebby, where did you get the idea to draw this?" he asked. Jamie recognised it immidiatly. It was the in-between world. The bright green fields, the perfect yellow sun. The white gazebo, that looked like it could barely stand up. And he saw someone in the gazebo. A blonde person. "You showed me photos of that place Grampa took you. I wanted to draw it" Jamie smiled a little bit. "I made this person up." said the boy, pointing to the blonde in the picture "His name is Damian, and this is you" and Sebastian pointed to another blonde, one that seemed to be walking up to the gazebo. One Jamie hadn't noticed. He was starting to freak out a little. How could Sebastian have drawn this? And he thought for a moment. Maybe Damian was wrong. Maybe Jamie hadn't created the in-between world. Maybe Sebastian had. It was weird, thinking that his son had created a world for him to live in, to see the outside world when he was asleep, but he was sure that Sebastian hadn't intended it that way. It was probably just a drawing. A very uncanny drawing.

"Well I love it. I love all of your drawings, Sebby. Thankyou." Sebastian smiled widely, and hugged Jamie tight. "Love you" he said, and Jamie smiled. "Love you, too" he said, kissing Sebastian on the top of his head. And, there was a knock at Jamie's door as Gus took a hold of Jamie's free hand again. Jamie looked up to see no one other than his father step through the door. "Richard?" asked Jamie - he hadn't called his father by anything but his first name since sixth grade, when he stopped paying attention to him - and Riley stood up. So did Gus, glaring. "Richard, what are you doing here?" asked Riley, who also called their father by his first name."Hi, Grampa! called Sebastian, waving a little. Richard waved back before speaking; "I got a call earlier that you had woken up. Your mother urged me to come and see you" "And Emily had better things to do?" Richard sighed. "Your mother had to attend a catillion today, James." Jamie was used to this kind of s**t. His parents blowing him off to go to work.

But Gus snapped a little, quipping back at Richard that his son was just in a coma, and his own mother didn't have time to see him? Richard glared at the twenty four year old, he then looked back to Jamie, who was still playing with Sebastian's hair. "Are you going to just let him talk to me like that? I'm your father!" "Riley, you wanna take Sebastian to get some lunch?" and Riley nodded, picking up the boy, who looked back, waving at Jamie as the two went. "Richard, you were never a father to me. You worked every second you could - I never saw you. When I told you guys I was gay - you acted like I had died or something, I didn't hear from you until I was twenty. I came out when I was fourteen! And now that I'm sick, you have the audacity to come in here and expect me to defend you in front of my boyfriend? No - No, I won't" "It shouldn't matter what has happened, James. I'm still your father" "My name isn't James, It's Jamie." snapped the blonde, and Richard sighed once more. "James--" "Jamie" another sigh. "Your mother wants you over for dinner on Friday night. And your . . . significant other, if you want" Jamie frowned a little. "Okay . . ." he said, and Gus decided to throw a few choice words at Mr English, before he left Jamie's room.

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badassGus slowly calmed himself down, stopping the small tears that were falling from his eyes - there weren't many, but there were some - as he laid against Jamie, being careful not to press too close to him because he was still healing. He let his head rest on the boy's shoulder, listening to his soft breathing and watching his chest rise and fall as Jamie slipped into a peaceful slumber. It was nice, just laying like this with the boy - he hadn't in so long, and he missed it. He missed being near Jamie like this. For the past month he had stood by Jamie's side, held his hand and would brush the hair out of his face - he touched Jamie all the time, but Jamie was cold and wasn't there. He was just a limp body, but now he was warm, and moving once more. It was nice, and Gus had almost fallen asleep when there was a knock on the door, and the doctor entered the room once more. His eyes immediately fell on Gus', and they widened. "Mr. Jacobs! Remove yourself from that bed!" he cried, and Gus got out of the bed, but not without glaring at the doctor as Riley and Sebastian came in from behind. "Why can't I lay in that bed?" he asked, glaring at the doctor who replied why he couldn't be laying in that bed. "But, he is my boyfriend," he stated back while Riley and Sebastian headed over to Jamie. "It doesn't matter, Mr. Jacobs. You cannot lay in that bed while Jamie is weak. I know that you mean well, but that doesn't mean that something will happen to him," the doctor explained, clearly irritated at Gus for not understanding and fighting with him. Gus didn't respond, just glared at the doctor who seemed to figure that this was over and left the room. Gus let out a sigh, and turned back to see Sebastian sitting on Jamie's lap. He smiled at the sight.

Jamie and Sebastian were adorable together, and Jamie was such a great parent. He was caring, loving, but was tough when he had to be (though, that was usually Gus' job because even though Jamie could be tough, the boy still had Jamie wrapped around his finger - and he almost had Gus, almost). It hurt that Jamie had missed Sebastian sixth birthday, and it had really effect Sebastian. To the boy, Jamie was Sebastian's dad (well, other dad since Gus was his dad), and to not him there at his birthday was like not having a parent there. And, it hurt Gus to see his boy so sad, so he told him to draw pictures for Jamie so that when he woke up, he could give Jamie them. And to think, Gus was going to make it so that Jamie never woke up. What would he have done then? How would he have explained to his six-year-old boy that his other papa wasn't going to ever wake up? Gus couldn't believe that he had been ready to do all that, to just give up. The male mentally shook his head - no, he didn't need to think like that, think of the past. They had a future to look forward, too - a bright one. Or at least, bright as you can get when you don't have a home to go home to. After the fire, Gus had stayed with Riley for a while before finally he went out and got an apartment for him and Sebastian, not that there was much in it. But, he got tired of living with Riley and her boyfriend - more so, he thought he was in the way, so he moved out. It was a basic apartment, one that Gus could afford with the money he had. Most of the money that Jamie and Gus had was Jamie's and Gus didn't feel right using it, not at that moment. So, he used his money to get the apartment and get the furniture for the apartment. It was a two bedroom, and quite homey, in Gus' opinion. Well, more so it was a place to live.

Sitting down next to Jamie, he watched as Sebastian showed Jamie all the pictures that he had drawn for him, explaining about the picture, and using the term grandpa. Gus hated that - didn't like him calling Jamie's father, Richard grandpa and his mother, Emily grandma. But, he couldn't really stop the kid, and Sebastian had just picked it up - well, more so that he had been around when the two had come in. Jamie's mother had asked who he was and he said, and then she said that he could call him "grandma" and her husband "grandpa". Gus didn't want to fight with her around Sebastian, so he just bit his lip and kept his mouth shut. Still, he didn't like it since it wasn't like they were around enough to even constitute them being his grandparents. Plus, Gus didn't like them and didn't want them around in Sebastian's life - he didn't want them around in his and Jamie's life either. Gus reached out, taking Jamie's hand as there was a knock on the door. Gus looked up to see none other than Jamie's father, Richard standing on in the threshold of the door, his eyes hardening the moment he saw him. Again, there was the grandpa and God did Gus wish he wasn't here, and why was he here? It wasn't like it mattered - he was only there to make himself look good. Jamie asked where his mother was, and the man said that his wife was busy. "Your son just got out of a month-long coma, and you're telling me that his mother has more important things to do than see her son? Why doesn't this surprise me?" Gus spat, looking away from the male and to his son, who was looking at his drawings and seeming to be in his own little world. Richard asked if he was going to allow Gus to talk to him like that, and Gus just let out a snort. "Father my a**," he mumbled under his breathe as Riley took Sebastian out of the room per Jamie's request, which was good because this could get ugly - real fast.

Jamie stood up to his father, telling him that he wasn't his father and that he wasn't going to stop Gus from saying what he wanted and Gus turned to the older male, smirking. But, Richard still claimed that he was Jamie's father and biologically, yes he was, but that was it. They had no relationship, Gus knew that and Richard sure as hell knew that was well, he was just doing this to make himself look good. He didn't care about Jamie. It was then when Richard invited both of them to dinner, calling Gus his 'significant other'. "Boyfriend. I'm his boyfriend. Seriously, it isn't that ******** hard to say. Boyfriend," he stated, at the male, who just looked at him, hatred in his eyes before he turned and left, Jamie saying "okay" to coming to dinner. But, Gus wasn't sure what that meant - did he really want to go to dinner with his family? Quite frankly, Gus didn't want to go - he wanted nothing to do with those people, and he figured that Jamie didn't want anything to do with those people either. But, then why did he say "okay"? Maybe he was shocked that he had been invited to dinner, but Jamie should know that it was probably only for kicks. That they wanted to prove that they were still in good with their son when they weren't even close to it. "God, your dad is one piece of work, that's for sure," Gus mumbled, running a hand through his hair as he looked over to Jamie. "What did you mean by okay? Did you really wanna go to dinner?" he asked, but before Jamie could answer the question, there was another knock on the door. This time, it was a nurse.

She said her name was Mary, and she wanted to check on Jamie, make sure that he was doing okay. So, Gus left the room, telling Jamie that he would be back in a few minutes, that he was going to find Riley and Sebastian. Jamie seemed a little hesitant, but he assured him that he would be back again before he left, and headed down to the cafeteria. Down there, he found Riley and Sebastian eating lunch, and he slid into the booth next to his boy. "Hey daddy," Sebastian greeted him with a smile, and Gus smiled back and messed up the boy's hair. "Hey buddy." "So, what did Richard want?" she asked and Gus turned to her. "He invited us to dinner next Friday," Gus stated and Riley raised an eyebrow. "You've gotta be kidding me," Gus shook his head. "I wonder what the hell he's up to." "Probably for appearance. After all, the media is probably going to figure out soon that Jamie is out of a coma, and you know they'll be covered. So, I think this is just for looks. But, Jamie didn't refuse the invitation." "He didn't?" Gus shook his head, and looked over to his boy who was eating, and took a fry off of his plate. The boy's head snapped up and he looked at Gus with shock. "Daddy!" he cried as Gus popped the fry into his mouth with a smile on his lips before turning back to Riley. "Well, he said "okay", but I don't know what that means. I don't know if he meant it, or was just shocked to hear that he was invited. I asked him, but then then nurse came in wanting to check him over." "I think he was just shocked. I can't believe that Jamie would want to go over to their place for dinner. He hates our parents. Hell, I thought our parents hated him since they didn't seem to give a sh-crap about him up until now," Riley said, stopping herself before saying s**t since the boy was around.

Gus nodded his head before pushing himself out of the booth, both looking up at him. "Well, I'm gonna head back to the room. I'll catch you both later?" Sebastian nodded his head. "I'll be around in about two hours to pick him up, Riley. Thanks again for all your help," he said with a smile and Riley smiled as well before Gus leaned down and pressed a kiss to the top of Sebastian's head. "You be good for Aunt Riley, okay?" Sebastian nodded his head, a smile on his lips before Gus headed back up to the room. The door was closed, so he knocked before entering, and saw that nurse was still in the room, but told him that she was just finishing up and that Jamie was looking good. "Glad to hear it," he said with a smile, looking over at his boyfriend. The nurse bid a goodbye only a few moments later, shutting the door behind her as Gus took a seat on the edge of the bed, automatically grabbing Jamie's hand and placing it in his. "So, about before? Do you really wanna go have dinner at your parent's place?" he asked, looking at his boyfriend as he waited for an answer, thumb rubbing gently on the back of Jamie's soft palm.

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Jamie didn't know why he had 'okay' to the dinner. It was an automatic reaction, really. When he was younger, all he had wanted was for his parents to love him - be proud of him. Especially his father. Jamie didn't understand how his own parents could just disown him so quickly. Especially their son. It seemed that in his families groups, the son was the more important child. Especially since Jamie was their only son. But Riley ( or Evangaline, as their parents had originally named her ) had gotten all of the praise. Up until she was fifteen, when she decided she wanted to get out of that stupid house, and away from that world. The world where boys only went out with girls, and only for marriage and children, one day. And Riley left the day she turned eighteen. Since the two were only one year apart, Jamie had left before Riley. When he was sixteen. He had tried to survive two years of absolute ignorance from his parents, before he couldn't take it anymore. He left, moving to a small apartment above a bakery, as far away from his parents as possible, but still in LA. He soon got a job at a local diner, and on his third night working there, Gus just so happened to walk in.

That's how the two met. Jamie didn't hear from his parents until he was twenty. This was when his mother decided to ring him every ********' day for no damn reason. She belittled him, she tormented him, and she told him how disgusting he was for being gay. But, Jamie loved her. She was his mother, how could he not? at least she acknoledged that he existed. His father on the other hand . . . since the second he blurted out that he was gay at the dinner table, the older English just stopped talking to him altogether. Stopped looking at him - stopped telling people he had a son. Stopped doing everything, and started to act like Jamie had died. Well, he didn't grieve or anything, but just acted like Jamie was invisible to him. And Jamie said 'okay' to the dinner, half because he was surprised, and half because he wanted to see his dad after all these years. See what he'd been doing - how he'd been. It was a pathetic ploy to get some attention from his father. His whole life, that's all he really wanted. Jamie sighed, and opened his mouth to explain why he had accepted the invite, when a nurse came in. He shook his head, grabbing Gus' hand. He didn't want Gus to leave! No! He couldn't leave! They would get him if he was left alone!

Gus assured him he'd be back, and he left the room, the nurse checking his vitals and what not. Jamie bit his lip - forcing himself not to cry from fear. His heart rate went up considerably, but the nurse didn't seem to notice. He was ******** terrified without Gus. He was afraid that Elliot and James were going to come back and hurt him again - that he was going to be taken away from Gus and Sebastian again. He started shaking a little, just staring at the door Gus had walked through. The nurse caught his attention, and felt the glands under his chin. She upped his morphine, and that made him drowsy. He fell back into his bed, and watched as the nurse lowered his morphine just a little bit, and started to leave. he freaked out. No! No, she couldn't leave him alone! They'd get him - they'd take him away and hurt him again. Jamie's fears instantly melted away when he saw his favourite brunette walk through the doors of his room. He smiled, regaining the power to sit up. He grabbed Gus' hand the second he sat down next to his bed. He squeazed it slightly, and sighed. "I . . . I never hated them. They're my parents. I love them. I just . . . I don't think they ever loved me - that's all." he siad, and started up again. "I don't want them to be angry with me. That's why I said okay. I haven't been home in eight years. I haven't talk to Richard in ten years. I--" Gus squeazed his hand, telling him not to worry - he knew how he felt about the whole parent thing.

Jamie smiled. "I love you" he breathed, and felt some relief as Gus whispered it back to him, before kissing him on the cheek. For the next hour and a half, Jamie and Gus talked. They talked about Gus' music, mainly. and Jamie was the one to suggest they should play together some time. They were getting to how Sebastian was doing at school, when a nurse came in. "I'm sorry, Mr. Jacobs, but you're gonna have to go now" the male said. He was a red head, with blue eyes not unlike Jamie's. He was sort of checking Gus out, and Jamie's nose scrunched up a little. He already didn't like this kid. The kid saw Jamie's look, and left the room, probably feeling uncomfortable. Jamie threw a puppy dog look over at his boyfriend, who was standing up. "Baby, don't go!" he exclaimed, grabbing onto the sleeve of Gus' jacket. Gus explained that he had to because Jamie needed sleep. "You can sleep with me!" he suggested, but Gus said that it wasn't a possibility, seeing as his doctor yelled at him earlier for doing that. "But I don't want you to go! Stay - please" he pleaded, a sad look on his face. Gus bit his lip, and took off his jacket. He put it around Jamie's shoulders, and the blonde grabbed the edges of the leather jacket, pullling it tighter around his small frame.

Gus went on to say he knew how much Jamie loved wearing Gus' clothes. And although he couldn't stay the night, maybe this would make him feel a little bit better. Jamie smiled lightly. It did make him feel better. "Love you too" he said as Gus said it to him, and kissed him once more before leaving the room. Jamie put his arms through the sleeves of the leather jacket, and zipped it up over his hospital thing, and layed down in his bed, trying to get comfortable. It was hard without Gus there. He was starting to get scared again. He closed his eyes tight, pretending he wasn't here, like nothing had ever happened to him, that he was just sleeping on Gus' chest, like he always did. And that was easy with Gus' jacket on. It had Gus' smell on it. That sounded weird - but it was true. Since Gus smoked a lot, he always smelled of cigarettes, but he also smelled like cinnamon, and freshly mown grass. Something Jamie had always liked the smell of. And with Gus' Jacket wrapped around him like Gus' arms usually would, Jamie drifted off into a deep, peaceful slumber.

Jamie felt a kiss on his forehead, and he opened his baby blue eyes to see no other than Gus standing before him. He smiled. "Morning" he whispered, and he sat up, only to have Sebastian jump all over him. Gus scolded the boy for a second, but the small one wasn't paying attention to him. "Morning Jamie!" he chimed, giving the blonde a tight hug. "Morning Sebby" he said, hugging the little one back, before he jumped down. Gus handed him a bag of clothes he had bought yesterday for him. Jamie smiled. He was glad he was going to get out of here today. As soon as a nurse came in to unhook him from all of the machines, he went to the bathroom to get changed. And he had to say, Gus didn't have bad taste, just a little un-color-co-ordinated for his taste. Jamie came out of tha bathroom, handing Gus his jacket, and recieved a hug. He giggled a little as Gus let him go, grabbing his satchel from the bedside. Sebastian ran up to Jamie, and the blonde picked him up, holding him to his chest. He'd gotten a little heavier - but nothing he couldn't manage. They walked to the Nurses' station, where Jamie had to sign a few things before he was let out. Once that was over, the three made it back to Gus' new apartment in a flash.

It was small. Very small, but Jamie didn't mind. It was much bigger than his hospital room. Sebastian quickly ran to his room to grab his dinosaurs, so he and Jamie could play with them. "Dinosaurs, huh?" he asked Gus, smiling. He moved to snuggle himself in Gus' chest, and smiled softly as the boy's arms slid around his waist. He liked being with Gus like this. Just the closeness they had with each other. Jamie really couldn't see himself with anyone else besides Gus. It was crazy for him to assume that Gus wouldn't be there one day. Like he would just take off or something. It would never happen - he was certain of it. Jamie knew very well that he could be with Gus for the rest of his life. He liked the thought of that. "Jamie, are you coming?" called the boy, and Jamie laughed a little. "Coming!" he called, turning to lightly kiss Gus on the lips. "You gonna watch TV?" he asked, and Gus nodded. Then he said he'd make lunch in about a half hour or so ( Jamie had slept until eleven ) and the blonde nodded, kissing Gus again, before heading to Sebastian's room. The little boy had about five or six dinosaurs spread out on the floor (they were about six inches tall) Jamie grinned and sat down next to his boy, and Sebastian explained to him how to play.

He got completely caught up in it. And it seemed like twenty seconds until Gus was knocking on Sebastian's door for lunch. They packed up quickly, and went to the living room/kitchen/dining room. Gus had made chicken wraps, and Sebastian was eagerly digging into his as soon as he sat down. Jamie smiled, sitting down next to Gus, slowly eating his lunch, one hand at the table, and one hand on Gus' knee. Gus looked at him for a moment, before kissing him on the side of the head, and going back to his wrap. The rest of the day was pretty much uneventful, except for Jamie and Gus going clothes shopping for Jamie since he had no clothes except the ones that were on his back. Jamie sighed, falling down on the bed, exhausted. "Oh my gosh, I'm so tired" he said, smiling as Gus 'fell' on top of him to give him a quick kiss. Jamie giggled a little - but as Gus started kissing down his neck, Jamie started getting uncomfortable. He kept getting flashes of memories from when he was taken. Gus felt exactly like James did. His hands, his lips, everything. Jamie squirmed, trying to pull Gus off of him - but he was strong. And he must have thought Jamie was trying to be cute or something. "Gus - Gus don't" he whispered, until he broke completely. "Stop, get off of me!" he exclaimed, pushing Gus off of him with all of his might, and sitting up straight on the edge of the bed. He was crying.

Jamie loved Gus sure, but he wasn't ready for that yet. The memories of being in that house were still so vivid. It was like it was still happening. After a few moments, Gus called his name, reaching out to put a hand on his shoulder. He explained to him that he would wait until he was ready. Until he was over everything that happened. Jamie nodded, burying himself into Gus' chest. He was so lucky to have someone like Gus in his life. Someone who would be there for him through thick and thin. Someone who didn't just want sex out of him. And for a moment, he had the most brilliant idea in the world. He stopped crying, wiped his eyes, and looked up at Gus, completely serious. He took a deep breath before he breathed;

"Will you marry me?"













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badassWhen Jamie started talking about how he never hated his parents, Gus felt terrible. He just assumed that Jamie did, and never really asked him about it. After all, he didn't really have a chance to think he did - Jamie never talked to his parents, was always very off standish when he did, so how could he not assume that Jamie just hated his parents? But, he felt bad about assuming after hearing Jamie speak about it. He actually felt his heart ache a little bit for the male. Gus wondered what it would have been like if he had his parents around, if his parents found out he was gay because they never did. His mother died before he could even realize it - though, he did feel he was different around that time, just didn't know how he was different - and his father? Well, that was a joke because his father didn't even give a s**t about him. His father was always drunk, and didn't know that he had a son that was around. Gus could remember when his dad wasn't drunk, when he was a good man, and a loving father and husband. He could remember those times, and when his dad was drunk off his a**, Gus had wished for him to be the way he had. But, losing his wife and just broken him and Gus at the time, didn't understand it. He figured that with him and James (who was around at the time) would be enough for his father to keep living and not drowned his sorrows in alcohol. But, now he understood it, after almost losing Jamie how many ******** times. He thought he was going to die - he almost let himself, drowning himself in alcohol like his dad, but he found Jamie just in time and everything had been fine. He couldn't think of what would have happened to him if Jamie hadn't come out of that coma.

Gus mentally shook his head. That wasn't something he needed to think about, especially since Jamie wasn't dead - he was alive and healthy, and he would be coming home soon. It wouldn't be a home that he remembered, but it would be a home. Gus gave Jamie's hand a squeeze, stopping him from talking. "Don't worry, babe. I know how you feel," he said, though he really didn't know - well, not exactly. He just knew how it was to not be loved by a father who had once treasured you, and then drunk himself to death so he could be with his dead wife instead of living for you and your brother. "And I promise that, if I tag along, I'll be on my best behavior," he said with a grin, causing Jamie to chuckle before he whispered I love you. "I love you, too," he whispered back, kissing Jamie on the cheek before they began to talk about other things, all the things Jamie had missed while he had been in a coma for a month. Well, mostly about Gus' music which he had picked up after Jamie fell into a coma. It was nice, to have somebody listen to him about it and not just brush him off. Gus had, at one time, wanted to make it big - had dreams become a famous musician, but after his brother left and he was left with his alcoholic father, things changed and he relied on what he knew the best - conning. It wast he one thing Gus knew that he was good at, knew that he could make money off of because being a musician was a lofty business. You really didn't know where the next pay check would come from, and it could have been years before Gus made it big. So, Gus dropped it, but now that he picked it up again, it felt awesome. It calmed him, and it was nice to have Jamie so interested in it, even suggesting that they should play together. Gus smiled and agreed with him, saying that it would awesome.

They had just moved on to Sebastian, and Gus was going to tell Jamie about the play that Sebastian's class had put on that he had missed (Gus had almost missed it, but Riley had told him that he needed to support his son, even though he feared leaving Jamie alone), but just then a male nurse came in. Gus raised an eyebrow at the nurse, seeing that he had never really encountered a male nurse on this floor before and he had been here for a quite a while. The male, who was semi-attractive, ranked his eyes down Gus' body, clearly checking him out in front of both Gus and Jamie. Gus wanted to laugh. Sometimes, people could be so stupid. The kid must have seen a look in Jamie's eye because he quickly left after telling Gus that he had to leave, visiting hours were over. Of course, Gus didn't want to leave, he never did but he always forced himself to leave. To be honest, he didn't want the nurses to call the police on him (which they had threatened to do the first time he had been here and had refused to leave). So, Gus always left, but now it seemed even harder because Jamie was awake to see him leave. With difficulty, Gus pushed himself out of the chair, only to have Jamie crying for him not to go and grabbing the sleeve of his jacket. It broke Gus' heart to see Jamie so upset, but he had to leave. "I've gotta go, Jamie. You've gotta go to sleep," he explained, and Jamie countered the Gus could sleep here with him and Gus let a small smile cross his lips. "I wish, babe, but remember what happened earlier? I almost got my a** chewed out by the doctor for laying next to you. What do you think would happen if I slept here?" he asked with a small laugh. But, Jamie continued to plead with him and it broke Gus' heart to see him so scared, and afraid. Gus bit his lip, trying to think of what he could say, what he could do to make Jamie feel less afraid of being here by himself. It was then when he thought of his jacket. Jamie always liked to wear his clothes, even though they were big on him, but he told Gus that it was like having Gus with him when he wasn't. So, Gus slide off the jacket and wrapped it around Jamie's shoulders. "I know how you like to wear my clothes, Jamie and since I can't stay the night, maybe this will help," he said with a small smile, and Jamie smiled as well which made Gus feel a little better about having to leave. "Love you. I'll see you tomorrow," he said before giving Jamie a short kiss and leaving the hospital room and heading home.



The next day, Gus awoke at around seven thanks to Sebastian who was always up early. The two of them got ready for their day, and then when shopping for something for Jamie to wear. After all, he didn't have anything since most of their clothes got ruined in the fire, and to top it off, Gus was never really could at picking out outfits. He barely got himself dressed in the morning, and with Jamie's style, it was even harder for him to pick something out. But, he picked something out (with the help of Sebastian, though the kid wasn't that good at it either since he was kind of like his father in that sense) and placed it into Jamie's bag, and the two of them left the store and headed to the hospital. When they arrived, Jamie was asleep. Gus told Sebastian to be quiet as they entered, and when they did, Gus placed a soft kiss on Jamie's forehead. His eyes fluttered open and Gus smiled. "Morning beautiful," he whispered, brushing a few strands of hair from Jamie's face before the male sat up in the bed. Right away, Sebastian jumped on Jamie's lap, and Gus freaked out a little. "Sebastian! Be careful," he hissed at the young boy, but he was too enveloped in Jamie to listen to him and Gus didn't have the heart to pull him out of his conversation with Jamie to force him to listen to him. Plus, no harm was done. The boy jumped off the bed, and Jamie turned to face Gus, who handed him the bag that he had his clothes in. Gus watched silently as the nurse, which was a female this time, unhooked Jamie from all the machines before Jamie went to the bathroom to change. When he came out, he didn't look too bad and Gus had to feel a little proud of himself. Though, it wasn't perfect, it wasn't horrible - or at least, Gus hoped it wasn't horrible in Jamie's opinion. The male handed him back his jacket, and without warning, Gus enveloped him in a hug. He was just so happy that Jamie was coming home today. He had missed him so much in the past month that he was going crazy without him. Gus wasn't sure how he survived the past month, to be honest, but he did and he was glad that everything was back to normal now. Or at least, as normal as it could be with them.

After getting everything settled at the hospital, the three of them headed back home to the tiny apartment. It was almost as if they were back to their conning days, if Gus was being honest. Though, this apartment had separate rooms. Gus' old apartment was just a big studio apartment, and he didn't have separate rooms (save for the bathroom). The dark-haired male was glad that that kind of life was behind him. Sure, it was nice making a ton of money all the time, but he liked the fact that they weren't always in danger (not counting what happened last month). Sure, Gus kind of missed that adrenaline rush he got when there was a chance they could be caught, but he didn't miss it enough to constitute going back to it. Though, he had thought about it, especially in the past month. It had been hard on Gus, being the only provider and working at his job at the bar. Sure, he made good money, but it was barely enough to scape by at times. He didn't have the bank account that Jamie did, and that was off limits to him - it was Jamie's after all. But, Gus thought about Sebastian, and he couldn't risk putting the boy in danger, so he didn't. He just pushed through. Sebastian ran to his room and grabbed his dinosaurs to show Jamie, and Gus smiled as he wrapped his arms around Jamie's small frame. It felt so wonderful to have Jamie back in his arms. For the past month, spending day after day just looking at Jamie without doing anything besides touching his hand or his face had been painful for Gus. The nights were even rougher for him - sleeping alone, Gus hadn't done that in so long that it took him forever to fall asleep. Some nights, he would use a pillow and pretend it was Jamie so that he could sleep. It was hard, but now it wouldn't be because Jamie was back, and everything with the world was going to be right.

Jamie was about to run off with Sebastian and play with his toys when he asked if Gus was going to watch TV. "Eh, for a little while. Then, I'll make us some late lunch. Sound good?" Jamie nodded and gave him a quick kiss before heading into Sebastian's room, Gus continuing to smile at his boyfriend and his little boy before turning to the living room. He sat down and watched TV for roughly ten or fifteen minutes before he started cooking lunch. Gus had never been a great cook, that was Jamie, but when Jamie was in a coma, Gus had to cook. He could afford to go out every night, not that he wanted his boy to be eating fast food and junk all the time, so he got a cookbook from Riley and began cooking. He wasn't as good as Jamie was, but he was getting better and felt proud that he could actually cook something decent for a change instead of instant mac and cheese or whatnot. When lunch was done, Gus headed to Sebastian's room and knocked on the open door. "Lunch is ready," he said, and Sebastian almost bolted out of the room toward the dining room table, but Gus told him that he had to pick up first. So, him and Jamie picked up before Sebastian bolted out of the room. Gus smiled at Jamie as they made their way into the kitchen, where Sebastian was already eating his food. After they finished lunch, which was delicious in Gus' opinion, Riley came over to check on them and said that she would watch Sebastian while the two of them went shopping for Jamie. So, they did - they spent a good amount of the day just shopping for clothes for Jamie since he didn't have like, any at the house. When they came home, Riley said that Sebastian was already in bed, and Gus thanked her before she left and the two of them went into the bedroom to put away the clothes.

In the bedroom, Jamie sat down the bags at the edge of the bed before falling on to it. Gus set his bags down and plopped himself down so that he was hovering over Jamie, smiling as he gave him a quick kiss on his lips. Gus wasn't sure what came over him, but he started kissing down Jamie's neck, and let his hands run under the boy's shirt and across his chest. He had missed this, missed touching and kissing Jamie. Gus knew that he was a little more than addicted to sex, and he had gone for a month without it (which didn't bug him really because he was too worried about Jamie to have sex or help himself out), so he didn't know why he couldn't just wait. Maybe it was the sight of Jamie on the bed, the feel of Jamie's lips under his, but whatever it was, it caused Gus to get a little hot and not even hear Jamie's plea for him to stop until it came out as a choked sob. It was then when he realized that Jamie was trying to push him away and stop him. Automatically, Gus got off of him (with the help of Jamie, who was pushing him) and fell onto the bed next to him, looking at Jamie as he began to cry. Gus felt himself almost get sick - he couldn't believe that he almost took advantage of Jamie like that. He should have known, should have known that Jamie wouldn't be ready for sex yet, that he'd still remember what happened to him. ********, how insensitive could he be? Gus ran a hand through his hair before looking to Jamie. "Jamie," he called out softly, and with caution, he reached out a hand and placed it on Jamie's shoulder, hoping that he wouldn't pull away. Thankfully, he didn't. "I'm sorry - I didn't mean. I should have known that you wouldn't be ready, and - and I'm willing to wait until you're ready, Jamie. I won't, I won't pressure you to do anything you don't want to. We'll move at your pace, you're time, I won't push you into anything, I'll wait till you're ready, till you're over everything, Jamie," he explained softly, squeezing Jamie's shoulder gently, hoping that male understood, and he did. Jamie nodded before burying his head in Gus' chest, and automatically, Gus wrapped his arms around Jamie and held him tightly.

The words that Jamie spoke shook Gus to the core. Marry him? Gus had thought about marriage, and making everything they had official. He had thought about proposing to Jamie, how he would pop the question (he had to since this romantic stuff didn't come to easily to him), but it was just thoughts. He never, never thought about actually going through with it. Sure, he wanted to stay with Jamie for the rest of his life, and marriage would bond that, but at the same time, it scared Gus. Marriage meant a commitment for a life, and bond that couldn't be broken. It wasn't like Gus had plans to cheat on Jamie, to ever leave him, but the idea that he was stuck was a scary thought for Gus. For the past how many years, Gus had always been on the run, had always been free and marriage wouldn't allow for that. Plus, Gus really wasn't the conventional type of guy - marriage to him, it was overrated. The divorce rate was 50% for crying out loud! It was obviously that people didn't take marriage that seriously, and again, overrated - everybody wanted to get married and show that they loved each other with rings and a big fancy ceremony. But, Gus didn't want that - he loved Jamie, why did he have to put a ring on his finger? Sure, he had thought about it because he thought about it for Jamie's sake - Jamie always wanted to get married, he knew that and Gus wanted to make Jamie happy, but every time he thought about it, he pushed it away. He didn't want marriage - he loved Jamie, and he didn't want to prove it by sticking a ring on his finger. Sure, this would make everything official - they would official be a couple, a family, but still.

He was panicking, and taking way too long to answer the question, he knew it. He could see it in Jamie's eyes, and God Gus didn't want Jamie to be upset with him, think he didn't love him because he did, he did so much and Gus would do anything for him. But this? It was too confining, too official for him and he wasn't sure he could go through with it. "Jamie," he said softly, and Jamie pushed himself off to the bed, standing at the edge of it and looking down at Gus, saying that Gus didn't want to marry him, did he? "Jamie, I love you, I do and I wanna spend the rest of my life with you," the dark-haired male began explaining, looking up at Jamie, who was on the verge of tears. "But, I - marriage, I can't do it. I - it scares me, okay? And to be honest, I don't understand why I have to stick a ring on your finger to prove that I love you. I mean, don't you believe me that I love you when I tell you I love you?" Jamie countered that what Gus was saying was just bullshit, that he didn't love Jamie at all. "Are you kidding me? Not love you? Jamie, I sat at the hospital everyday for a month so that I could be there when you woke up. I went looking for you when you went missing, and I went into that house without the police to try and get you back myself. I ******** got shot for you, and you're gonna tell me that I don't love you because I don't want to get married? ********, you've got some nerve, Jamie," he spat, pushing himself off the bed to stand up and stand at Jamie's height (though, Gus was taller). He couldn't believe this. Just because he didn't say yes, Jamie was accusing him of not loving him.

"Daddy?" Gus and Jamie turned to see Sebastian standing at the doorway, his blanket in his head and looking sadly at the two of them. "Hey buddy, what are you doing up?" he asked, trying to play off the fact that he and Jamie weren't fighting. "I heard screaming, and I - are you and Jamie fighting?" he asked, hesitantly as he looked from Gus to Jamie, who was wiping away his tears furiously, trying to hide them from Sebastian Gus was sure. "You guys - you guys aren't gonna. . .break up, are you?" he asked, and Gus could now see tears in his boy's eyes, eyes that were so much like his. Gus moved over to his boy, and went down on the balls of his feet so that he was right in front of Sebastian. He reached out and brushed a few tears away from the boy's eyes. "Everything is going to be fine, Sebby. Jamie and I, we were just disagreeing about something. We're not - we're not going break up, Sebastian," he choked out, fearing that might happen now that he had said no to marrying Jamie. Sebastian nodded and looked at Jamie before saying goodnight and heading back to his room. Gus stood up, and shut the door. He should have known that this could come crashing down on him - he always knew that he wasn't good enough for Jamie, that he couldn't give Jamie what he wanted. He wanted marriage, a family and Gus couldn't give him that because Gus wasn't that kind of guy - he wasn't the kind of guy to settle down. He barely settled down when Sebastian came into his life, but he couldn't settle down enough to get married.




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Jamie looked into Gus' gorgeous brown eyes, waiting for an answer. And with every second of silence that passed by, Jamie's heart broke a little bit more. Marriage, in his opinion, was the final step in a relationship. (truthfully, it probably should be procreation, but Gus and Jamie already had Sebastian - not that Jamie didn't want more kids) It meant that they could officially stay together, be a family together. As soon as Gus called out his name, he knew his answer. Tears built up in Jamie's blue eyes instantly. He was fighting against his whole being for them not to fall. "You don't want to marry me, do you?" he managed to choke out, before his tears started falling. He didn't know why, but he suddenly got angry. And as Gus told him he loved him, he shook his head, livid. "That's bullshit!" he exclaimed, tears now running down his ivory cheeks. "You don't love me! Anything that comes out of that mouth is either a curse word, or a lie" now, this was of course not true. As far as Jamie knew, Gus never lied to him, but hell did he have a mouth on him.

And that's when their adorable six year old popped his head in. Jamie instantly turned away, wiping the tears from his face. He never wanted Sebastian to hear (or God forbid see) he and Gus fighting. The blonde bit his lip. THis was definatly the hardest part of the relationship. It came with certain irrisistable attatchments. Like little Sebastian. Jamie had always worried about the impact that Jamie and Gus were putting on their son. He wondered if the little one ever got teased at school for having gay parents. He had come crying to Jamie one time before Christmas, telling him that a mean boy had been stealing his lunch, and calling him names. Jamie had been quick to inform Gus, Sebastian's teacher and the mean boy's parents. But this was different. Having Sebastian cry because of his own doing is much worse than seeing Sebastian cry over a grazed knee or a bully in the school yard. This time he had caused the brunette's pain. It made his stomach drop, and his muscles tighten. He hated this feeling. He waved a little goodnight to the boy, as he headed out of the doorway and into his own bedroom. As Gus shut the door, Jamie couldn't help but stare at him. He was beautiful, really. His hair was almost touching his shoulders now. He still had muscley arms, and stomach, even though he only went to the gym about three times in a fornight.

Gus was perfect to Jamie, yet he saw himself as full of flaws - and nothing else. He sighed, and bit his bottom lip. And walked to grab a very soft pillow from his usual side of the bed. Gus asked him what he was doing. "Couch" he sated, and softly walked out of the room, down the small hallway, and into an even smaller living room. He settled himself apon the leather couch, but sleep didn't come easy. He tossed and turned for about an hour, before falling into a restless slumber.


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Jamie sat up in a dark, dusty room. Damian was in another corner, whittling away at a piece of wood that was slowly turning into . . . well, it looked like something pointy. The blonde frowned. His clothes were dirty. No lights were on, but he could still see. Like when his eyes adjust to darkness. "Damian?" "You aren't supposed to live Jamie. The Shadows aren't happy." the blonde frowned. Shadows? "What are you talking about?" Damian chuckled a little, got up and started pacing around. "The Shadows control the underworld Jamie. Who lives and who dies. You were supposed to die. Now, they want someone else" Jamie frowned again, he wasn't ecactly understanding all of this. "I don't understand" "Shadows are demons. When they don't get what they want, they hurt humans" Jamie's eyes widened. "But who?" but Damian didn't respond, he clutched the knife in his hand, and looked over to the door of the room. Light was shining from the bottom and top cracks. He recognised that door. Bright red with a golden handle. Jamie's gasped. "No!" Damian nodded. "The Shadows are particularly interested in children. They want him to be apart of them" Jamie shook his head, screaming . . .


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"Sebastian!" he exclaimed as he sat up completely. Jamie's eyes widened and he sprinted to the little boy's room, flicking on the light. He was gone. "Gus!" he screamed, running into the master bedroom, and shaking Gus awake. "Gus! Gus, wake up! I can't find Sebastian! Wake up!!" he exclaimed, running out of the room, and looking through every room in the apartment, inclusing Sebastian's closet. He gasped. A little girl was sitting right at the bottom of it, with Sebastian's shoes. "Who are you? Where's Sebastian?" he asked, in a low voice. The girl looked dirty, in a ripped hospital dress. "That's none of your business!" she yelled at him, and then, she vanished. Jamie shuddered. What the hell was going on? Evil ghosts had his son, and now he was seeing other children in his apartment? Gus came in the room, and he grabbed Jamie's hand, guiding him to the phone. Gus promptly started calling up every county police station in the state. The little girl appeared again. THis time, she was sitting atop the kitchen counter. gus was busy, so Jamie looked to the girl. He was so scared. "What are you doing here?" he asked, and the girl crossed her arms over her chest. "Sebastian said I could stay." "He . . . he can see you too?" The girl huffed, and growled at him. "Of course he can. I'm not a liar!" she screamed, and Jamie tried to hush her.

"Where's Sebastian? What do the shadows want with him?" the girl left him hanging for a few seconds before answering. "Damian already told you. They want him to become a Shadow. They think he's special. They wanted you first, but you said no." "How am I special?" he asked, not noticing that Gus was now listening to him, probably thinking he was crazy. "I'm dead. You can see me can't you?" the girl's black eyes shifted to behind the blone and gasped, then vanished. Jamie turned aorund, gasping that gus was watching him seemingly talk to himself. He asked who he was talking to. Jamie whimpered a little, not knowing how he could possible explain this. Just at that moment, the front door opened. It was Sebastian, still in his pyjamas. "Oh, my little baby!" he exclaimed, running over to the boy, picking him up and clinging him to his chest. Gus was starting to yell, but jamie turned around and gave him a glare. He needed to sort this whole thing out. "Sebastian, why did you leave?" he asked, setting the boy down on the couch. "Coraline said it would be okay. That they'd take care of me." Gus instantly demanded to know who Coraline was, causing Sebastian to start to cry. Jamie glared at him once more. "She said they wouldn't hurt me! She lied!" of course, Jamie knew exactly what Sebastian was talking about. Gus however did not.

He started to demand where Sebastian had been. The boy curled up to Jamie, and hid in his chest, still crying. "I'll put you to bed, sweetie" he said, picking up the boy and taking him to his room. Coraline was sititng against the wall. "You said they wouldn't hurt me! You lied!" Caroline shook her head. "I said they would take care of you. The Shineys are nice" Jamie frowned, as he put Sebastian in his bed. "Who are the Shineys?" he asked, and Caroline huffed again. "They're the good people. They keep away the Shadows." but as Jamie looked back to Sebastian, he was already asleep. And when he turned back to Coraline, she was gone. Jamie sighed, tucked Sebastian in, and left the room. Gus was waiting for him outside. His breath caught in his throat. What was he going to say? He didn't know. Gus was going to think he was ******** insane.

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badassThe couch - why did he even bother asking what the male was doing when he grabbed his pillow? It was obvious that he was angry, and probably didn't want to be around Gus any longer than he had to right now, all because Gus was afraid of taking that next step in their relationship and because of his own bias against marriage. Gus didn't stop him, just sighed heavily and ran his hand through his hair before plopping himself down on the bed. He wanted to curse himself for being so stupid and not just saying yes, because he did love Jamie and he wanted to be with him. So, what was so hard about saying yes and marrying the man? Gus groaned, falling back on the bed and staring up at the ceiling, letting his eyes fall closed. Within seconds, the male had fallen asleep. He wasn't sure how long he had slept before he felt Jamie shaking him, screaming at him to get up, that Sebastian was gone. Gus snapped up, eyes opened wide. Sebastian was gone? He couldn't be gone. No, he just couldn't be gone, he had be hiding. After all, he was a six-year-old kid and young kids always liked to play practical jokes, even though they weren't funny to their parents. So, he just had to be hiding, but Jamie and him searched the whole apartment, which didn't take very long since it was a tiny apartment, and they couldn't find him. Gus looked in the pantry, the closet in the master bedroom, and any other little place that Sebastian could fit himself into, but nothing.

Gus went back into the bedroom where he found Jamie. "Come on," Gus whispered, grabbing Jamie's hand and helping him off the floor before making his way into the living room and quickly grabbing the phone off the receiver, he began calling the police station. "Police Department, what can I do for you?" a women answered the phone, her voice quite cheery for the fact that she was working at one in the morning. "My son, my son went missing," Gus stated quickly. "Alright, sir. When did he go missing?" "Tonight. Sometime between like, 10 and now," Gus explained as he began pacing back and forth in the living room, hand running through his hair. "Alright, how old was your son?" "He just turned six about a month ago," Gus explained, wishing that the police would just send somebody over and not keep asking him all these questions. He needed police to come out here and begin looking for his son before too much time passed. After all, Gus feared the worst - that somebody took him. After all, Gus and Jamie had ******** with a lot of people over when they were con men, it was possible that somebody found them (after all, Marcus and Elliot had found them) and decided to ******** with them. So, Gus couldn't help but fear that some crazy guy (or women, after all they did ******** some of those over) took his son.

It was then when he noticed Jamie speaking, so he turned to look at him, thinking that he was talking to him. But, Jamie wasn't looking at him, he was looking at the counter, where nobody was and speaking. Gus furrowed his brows in confusion. Maybe he was just facing the counter? No, he kept talking and none of it was making sense to Gus - it was like he was having a whole conversation with somebody, but there was nobody there. It was just Jamie, and the kitchen counter. "Um, baby, who were you talking to?" he asked, but just then the door opened and Sebastian was standing on the other side. Gus almost screamed with relief as Jamie ran up to the boy, grabbing him and hugging him tightly. Gus barely remembered he was on the phone. "Sir, sir," the women called out, and Gus turned back to the phone. "Never mind, I don't need the cops. My son just came home," he said and hung up the phone without even waiting for a goodbye or whatever not.

Gus was just about to yell, ask why Sebastian walked out and that he should never do that again. He shouldn't scare them like that, but when he did, Jamie just turned to glare at him and Gus didn't say anything as Jamie set the boy down on the couch and asked him why he left. When he said that Coraline said that it would be okay, that they would take care of him, Gus just couldn't keep his mouth shut anymore. "Sebastian, who is Coraline? Who are they?" he demanded to know, but the boy didn't answer, he just started crying, and Jamie glared at him again. Gus glared back, not knowing what else to do - after all, this was his son who just walked out the door, and he wanted to know what the hell Sebastian was talking about. And, the only way Gus knew how to do that was to be harsh and loud and ask demanding questions - he didn't know how to deal with a six-year-old boy like this. Sebastian was usually a good kid and didn't do things like this, so Gus wasn't really sure how to handle the whole situation. He knew how to handle assholes, and jerks and navie people, but not six-year-old children. But, all this talk was confusing him, and making him even angrier because what the [********] was his son talking about? Who were these people that were hurting his boy? He wanted to know so he could kill whoever they were and protect his child, like any good parent would. Sebastian and Jamie were his life and he would do anything for them.

"Sebastian, tell me where you went," Gus demanded, looking at his boy, who just curled into Jamie. Jamie picked him up and took him to his bedroom, while Gus sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair. He needed to know where his boy had been, and most of all, he needed to know what the hell was going on. Who was this Coraline? Who was supposed to keep his boy safe? Who was hurting his boy? Gus just didn't know what the [********] was going on, but he had a feeling Jamie did. After all, Jamie seemed to just understand what Sebastian had said, he could see it and he could sense it. Plus, Jamie had been talking to himself before, maybe that had something to do with it? Gus moved from the living room and patiently waited outside of Sebastian's room, wanting some answers to all these questions. Jamie came out, and the moment he did, Gus began to speak. "Okay, what the [********] is going on, Jamie? First Sebastian goes missing, then you're talking to yourself and then he comes back, saying that some chick name Coraline told him to go somewhere so that he would be protected from people who wanted to hurt him? Tell me Jamie, what the hell is going on because I know you know. I could see that you knew, after all, you weren't questioning him about Coraline, you didn't ask him about who "they" were. You know something, Jamie and I wanna know what it is," Gus demanded, his eyes hard as he started down at Jamie, who seemed to curl into himself. Quickly, Gus lessened his glare, and tried to keep himself calm. He let out a sigh, and ran a hand through his hair and silently motioned toward the living room. The two of them headed to the living room, taking a seat on the couch. Gus looked at Jamie. "I wanna know what's going on, Jamie. So, please tell me," he asked gently, resting a hand on the boy's knees.

He didn't think Jamie was insane, at least not right at that moment but when Jamie began talking about how he had been in an in-between world and met this guy named Damien and how Jamie was supposed to die in that hospital bed, but didn't and now they wanted Sebastian? And, Coraline was a dead girl that Sebastian and him could see, and that there were Shadows and Shinys and, okay, now Gus was starting to think Jamie was a little nuts. After all, Gus didn't really believe in the in-between and ghosts and stuff like that. Gus was a "if he can't see it, it doesn't exist" kind of guy. He didn't believe in ghosts, or any supernatural s**t. Vampires? Nope. Werewolves? No way. It was stuff that Gus didn't believe in. "You've gotta be kidding me," Gus said, shaking his head as he stood up from the couch, taking a few steps away from the couch before turning back around. "You're - you're telling me that some - some demon is trying to take my kid all because you didn't die?" he asked, making sure he got this straight and Jamie nodded, saying that he knew this was all hard to believe, but it was true. "Jamie, you're talking totally nonsense! Ghosts? They don't exist - they aren't real," Gus replied and Jamie looked hurt by the comment, and Gus realized why - he was basically saying that Jamie was lying. Gus sighed. "Look, babe, I wanna believe you, I really do but, come on, ghosts? Shinys and Shadows? That's just - that's just crazy talk," he said, and then Jamie asked if Gus thought he was crazy and Gus wanted to say that he wasn't, but this stuff - it was crazy s**t. "No, no I don't think you're crazy, Jamie," he said, moving back over to the couch and sitting next to Jamie again. "I just - I just can't wrap my head around all of this. I don't believe in ghosts, and all that supernatural stuff. I never have, and I can't - I just can't believe that this would all be true. I mean, it is out there and I don't think you would make this up, but still - it's a little out of this world, you have to admit," Gus said, not really knowing what to say. It was a crazy story, and he didn't think Jamie was lying, but he couldn't believe what he was hearing.




ooc; totally fine with the supernatural-ness, like i said before
just ain't gonna know much. lol.

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