Justin opened the door and walked to the kitchen.  He dropped the bags in the island and frowned.  He put his hand inside his jacket and moved to the end of the kitchen where the light switch was.  He was feeling like there was something out of place.  Justin was about to turn on the light when a pair of strong arms grabbed him by the waist and held him tight.  

“Let me go.  I am armed and I know how to use it.” 

“I know, I taught you.”

“Brian!  Brian, you fucking asshole you scared the shit out of me.”  Justin said taking his hand off of his gun.

“How are you doing, sunshine?”

“What are you doing here?  Why didn’t you call me?”  Justin asked.

“I wanted to surprise you.”

“Well, you almost kill me.”  Justin said turning on the light.  “How you been?”

Brian shrugged.

“Wow, you really are a talker.  Could you slow down?”

Brian arched an eyebrow before he turned around and walked to the living room.  Justin took a deep breath and followed him.

“What is that?”  Justin asked.

“Those are my bags.”  Brian said smiling.

“No shit.  What are they doing here?”  Justin asked and frowned.  “Did Lindsey kick you out or something and why would you come this far?”

“It’s more than that.”  Brian said sitting down.  “We got ourselves a divorce.  We are just waiting for the papers, to sign them and make it official.”  

“You are fucking joking right?”  Justin asked taking his jacket off.  “What happened?  You guys are the happiest couple I know.”

“I guess you don’t know a lot then.”  Brian said putting his feet in the coffee table.

“Brian, tell me what happened?”

“She is seeing someone else.”  

“She is cheating on you?”  Justin asked letting his mouth hang open before he could talk again.  “No way,”

“Yup,”

“Brian, I’m sorry.  Are you fucking sure about this?”

“Yup, she and Mel are happy now.”  Brian said.

“Mel?  Wait, Brian, Mel is a girl.  You got all this wrong…”

“Justin, we got a divorce.  Don’t you think I did some digging before all of this came to an end.  I know it is a girl.”  Brian said.

“Wow, okay.”  Justin said and leaned back in the couch.  “You are welcome to stay here.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I’m surprise that you didn’t go to Michael’s apartment.”  Justin said smiling.

“He is just too clingy sometimes.  Plus I like you better.”

“Gee, thanks.”  Justin said smiling.

“I’m going to transfer here.”  Brian said.  “I just can be in that fucking city anymore.”

Justin nodded.

“Are you hungry?”  Justin asked.  “I brought some food.  It’s enough for the both of us.”

“Sure,”

Justin smiled and got up.  Brian got up and walked behind him.  They worked together in silence for a few minutes before Brian talked again.

“She wants me to sign my rights as Gus’s parent to Melanie.”

“What?  Is she fucking crazy?”  Justin asked.  “Don’t do it, Brian.  I mean…I know it’s none of my business but that is fucked up.”

“That’s what I told her.  She said she was just trying to have a family.  I told her she had one and she fucked it up.”  Brian said and put his fork down.  “I’m not that hungry.”

Justin put his fork down too.  

“I’m sorry, Brian.  I don’t know what else to say.”  Justin said biting his lower lip.

Brian looked up and smile.

“You don’t have to say anything at all.”  

“Justin!”  

“Sheila!  What the fuck?  How did you get in here?”  Justin asked.  “What the fuck is going on in this house?”

“Jessica gave me the key.  She is in the hospital.  Daphne took her.”  Sheila said out of breath.  “She is having the baby.  You are going to be a father.”

“Oh fuck, come on Brian.”

Brian and Sheila followed Justin out of the house.  Brian wondered what the fuck was going on.  The last time he checked Justin was gay and now he was going to be a father.  Although the last time he checked Lindsey had liked cock and now she was fucking pussy.  Things just kept on shocking him one after the other.

***

Brian took a long drag and passed the joint to Justin.  He looked at his friend and laughed.  He shook his head and then put his arm across his face.

“So, what’s the story?  Why is there a little version of you?”  Brian asked smirking.

“Daphne and Jessica asked me to be the father of their child.  They said I could be part of his life if I wanted to and that I didn’t have to sign my rights away.  I always wanted to be a father.  I just don’t think I could be one full time.”

“I see,”

“Yeah,” Justin said smiling.  “Angel, I like that.”

Brian smiled and nodded.

“Don’t you have to work tomorrow?”

“No, I have the weekend off.”

“Cool, you can help me look for an apartment.”

“Brian, you can stay here really.  There is plenty of space.” 

“I don’t want to intrude.”

“Please, it would be great.  Just like old times.”  Justin said smiling.  

“You mean you trying to get a peek at my gorgeous body?”  Brian asked.

“Always,” Justin said giggling.

“Asshole,” Brian said throwing a pillow at Justin.

They giggled together.  Justin passed the joint to Brian once again.

“I’m going to take a shower and then I’m going to bed.  You know where the rooms are.  Pick one and that will be that.”

Brian nodded and covered his face with his hand again.  Justin turned around and took a deep breath.

“Night,”

“Night,” Brian echoed.

Justin went up the stairs and into his room.  He undressed slowly thinking over all of the things that had happened that day.  He had been shot at and almost killed by the guy he and his partner had been chasing.  Justin’s mom had been in an accident and his kid had been born.  Brian was there living with him…again.  Justin closed his eyes and went to the bathroom.  It had been one hell of a day.

He remembered how it had been in college.  Justin had developed something more than a crush towards Brian.  He bit his lower lip and closed his eyes.  Justin was a man now and he knew that he didn’t have to worry about anything.  He could control himself.

***

Justin opened his eyes and frowned.  The sun was hitting his face and he was sure that he had closed the blinds before he went to sleep.  

“Justin, are you up yet?”  Brian asked.

“Brian, tell me someone fucking died or I might kill you just to justify the fact that I am up at…” Justin said and picked up his watch.  “Fucking seven a.m. in the morning,”

Brian laughed.

“Get up,”

“Fuck off.”

“Come on Justin.  Get up.  I want to have a morning run.”

“Oh you are going to be running.”  Justin said sitting on the bed.  “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“I don’t want to go alone, usually Lindsey…never mind.”

“Wait,” Justin said sighting.  “I’ll go with you.”

“You don’t have to Justin.  I’m sorry I woke you up.”  Brian said moving again.

“Brian, do you really want me to kill you?  Geez, you are the strangest person I fucking know.”  Justin said getting up from bed. 

“Pot, kettle, black, it’s a puzzle solve it.”

“Up yours Kinney, let me change and we will go and have that fucking run.”  Justin said.

Brian nodded and sat in the bed.

“Do you mind?”

“It’s not like I’m going to be checking you out.”  Brian said getting up.

Justin smirked and shook his head.

“I’ll wait for you downstairs.”  Brian told him.

Justin nodded.  When Brian was gone Justin took a deep breath and looked himself in the mirror.  One day and he had survived.  Justin smile and nodded.  He was going to be okay.  Having Brian living with him was not going to affect him…or so he thought.