Date: Tue, 7 Dec 2004 21:55:50 -0500
From: "Webmaster @ JT's Place" <jtsplace@nctv.com>
Subject: Boybands - My Kinda Guy - Twilight In Paris - 11

Warnings and Disclaimers:

I don't know any of the members of NSYNC, BSB or any celebrity mentioned.  I
don't know anything about their sexual orientation or the orientation of any
other celebrities in this story (even though I wish some of them were gay).
This story is fiction and you shouldn't take it for anything else but that.
This is only for entertainment value only folks.  Hope you enjoy the show oh
I mean reading.

"Twilight in Paris...City of lights, its everything I hoped it would be..."  by
JEM and the Holograms

My Kinda Guy -- Twilight in Paris

Chapter -- 11
by JT Poole and Nicole Brown

// Paris, France - The Chevreux Bourges Villa -- Nikki & Howie's Room //

"D, are you okay?" Nikki said softly as she crossed the room and touched his
shoulder. Howie jerked away, yelping in pain.

"God Nikki... it hurts... so bad," he gasped, tears in his eyes. He tried to
move, but stopped with a yelp when his shoulder touched the bed. "I think... I
need a ... hot bath."

"Come on papi, let's get you undressed," Nikki said, kissing him gently as
she helped him to pull his shirt over his head. When she finally got the
shirt out of the way, she gasped in horror at the large, deep purple
bruising on Howie's chest and back. "Oh D... he hurt you... I-I'm so sorry."

"You don't... have any... reason to be... sorry mi corazon," Howie managed
to say before he began to cough violently. "I caused... this to...
happen... shit... I need... to sit."

He began to wheeze, gasping in vain to try to catch his breath and holding
on to his wife. Nikki held him upright as best she could, praying silently
that he wasn't bleeding internally as he eased him down onto the bed. When
Howie finally stopped coughing, he turned to face Nikki and there was a
small trickle of blood near his mouth.

"Oh God, mijo, you're bleeding!" Nikki exclaimed as she jumped up to grab
Howie's discarded shirt. "We have to get you to the hospital!"

Nikki helped Howie put his shirt back on and then rang for Julian. When his
voice came on the intercom, she explained what she needed and told him to
get Nick and Justin to come to her room as soon as possible. While she
waited for the guys to come, Nikki sat with Howie, trying to keep him still
and calm.

"D, do you need anything?" she said softly as she caressed his
sweat-drenched face. Howie tried to smile, but the pain was too intense for
him to really carry it off.

"I... just want... you to... smile... for me," Howie replied, lifting his
hand to touch her face. Nikki smiled, rubbing her face against his hand
like a cat.  "That's... better..."

"D, you really need to apologize to JT," Nikki whispered, kissing Howie on
his hand. "I-I know that Lou Perlman hurt you, but you shouldn't have said
those things about him... and I..."

"I will... mija," Howie replied, coughing again. There was more blood on his
mouth this time and it was beginning to scare Nikki.

There was a knock at the door just before Julian, Justin and Nick came
rushing into the room. When they saw the blood on Howie's mouth, they both
froze in their tracks.

"Madame, the car is waiting," Julian said politely before moving to hold the
door open for the other men.

"Don't just stand there staring... help me get him into the car!" Nikki
shouted, grabbing Nick's hand and forcing him to move. She turned to her
husband, who was now unconscious. "D? D baby, wake up!"

Howie's eyes opened briefly and he smiled at his wife before dropping off
into unconsciousness again. Nikki ran to grab her purse and Howie's wallet
while Nick and Justin got Howie off the bed and outside to where the car
waited. She ran out into the hall, almost barreling Julian over.

"Julian, I need you to stay here with my sons! Don't let anyone who's not
family anywhere near my babies!" Nikki explained as she and Julian ran
toward the door. "Tell Kevin and JT where we went, but don't tell them why.
I'll try to call as soon as I know something."

"Yes Madame," Julian replied as he helped her into her jacket and opened the
front door for her. "I hope that your husband will be alright, Mrs."

"I hope so too, Julian... I hope so too," Nikki replied as she rushed to get
into the car with her husband and the others. "Let's go!"

// Someplace in Paris //

"Do you understand what we need to do Will?"  Kristin asks, walking over to
where Will laid out on the patio in a lounge chair.

"Yeah yeah I get it Kristin.  If I want to get JT back we have to break him
and Kevin up."  Will states, taking a sip of  his drink.  "How do you plan
on getting to Kevin and making him want to leave JT and get back with you?"

"I will think of something.  You just need to think of way to get JT away
from Kevin for a few hours."  Kristin states, pacing back and forth in front
of Will.

"How in the hell am I going to get him away from Kevin for a few hours?"
Will asks, sitting up in the lounge chair now.

"You dated JT, you should know what to do to get him to come to you."
Kristin states, picking up her phone and dialing a number.

"Great, I guess I can think of something."  Will states, getting up and
walking back into the building.

//The Chevreux Bourges Villa -- JT & Kevin's Room //

"Kevin I am just saying I can't live my life like this.  I love you but..."
JT says, looking away from Kevin.

"JT listen to me."  Kevin says, pulling JT down into his lap.  "I love you
and I always will.  You are my husband and no matter what goes on, we will
always be together, always."

"Are you sure about that Kevin?"  JT asks, looking away from Kevin.  "How
long are we going to last if we are arguing about who's friend or whoever
did what?"

"That doesn't matter baby, we are the only thing that matter, just us two."
Kevin says, wrapping his arms around JT, kissing the back of his neck, and
massaging his nipples through his shirt.

"What are you doing Kevin?"  JT asks, moaning as he leans his head back and
Kevin goes to work on his neck.  "Oh God Kevin...oh God that's my spot."

"I know baby.  Be quiet."  Kevin says, unbuttoning JT's shirt, pulling it
over his head and then tossing it to the floor, as he turns JT to face him.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh shit."  JT moans out, breathing fast.  "Ohhhhh God."

"Shhhh baby."  Kevin says, working on JT's belt buckle and zipper.

--- Kevin's POV ---

I have had it with this pity little game he's playing.  What's the matter
with him, don't he understand I love him no matter what?  I guess I have no
choice but to show him the only good way I know how.  We are gonna make love
until he gets the picture.

"Kevin stop, I..." He says, pulling away from me as I open his pants and
starts stroking his manhood.

"You don't want to what?"  I ask him as he continues to moan as I stroke his
cock and tweak his nipple with my left hand.  "Do you like that baby?"

"Yes Kevin I like that...I love it."  His voice trembles each time I touch
him.  "Oh God Kevin..."

"How much do you love it?"  I ask him, pulling his pants down his leg,
leaving them around his ankles, reaching down to pull off his boots.

"A whole lot."  He gasps, as my mouth connects with his nipple, as I start
working on his boxers this time, sliding them down his legs, off his ankles
as I let them fall to the floor with his boots, and his pants.

"Oh God Kevin...don't stop...don't stop...oh shit."  He moans out just as I remove
my own shirt, laying him back on our bed, moving down his chest as I find
his belly button and starts teasing it with my tongue.

Stopping for just a moment, I get off of him, giving him a chance to catch
his breath as I remove my pants, showing him my excitement for him.  Getting
a glimpse of how hard I was, he pushes me back on the bed, eyeing me like he
wanted to sexually attack me.   Before I could fully get my pants off of my
legs, he crawls up the bed, grabs my dick and gives it a few strokes, using
his thumb to play with the precum that had gathered there already.

Stopping him from getting the upper hand, I stop him from stoking me and
push him back on the bed as I get my pants completely off and crawl back
over to him as a place a kiss to his lips, nipping at his bottom lip a few
times, as I allow him to touch my chest as we kiss.

"Baby I love you."  I tell him, using my tongue to tease his lips as I sit
cross-legged on the bed as I pull him into my lap.

"I love you Kevin."  He says, as we start kissing again, exploring each
other like we had lost something on the other's body.  "Kevin make love to
me, I need you."

"I need you."  I say, laying him back on the bed as I reach for the bottle
of lube in the bedside table drawer.

"Kevin hurry it up, I can't wait."  He says, reaching for me, pulling me
closer before he's given me a chance to prepare him for my entry.

"We will be one in just a sec baby."  I tell him placing a kiss to the
inside of his thigh as I lift his legs up and start applying lube to his
ass.

"Oh yeah baby, keep going."  He says, moaning and moving his hips as I
insert my fingers into his ass to help loosen him up.

"Baby you ready?"  I ask him, leaning over him.

"You know I am Kevin, fuck me baby, fuck me like you know you want to."  He
says, pulling his legs up to his chest, holding them under his arms, as I
slid into him, moaning from the sensations he was giving me.  "Oh yeah
Kevin, come on fuck me."

"Oh damn baby."  I say, thrusting in to him now, establishing a rhythm as we
both started moving together.

"Oh God Kevin, fuck me, fuck me!"  He shouts, placing his hands on my ass,
trying to pull me in deeper.

// In The Foyer //



"Fuck me Kevin, fuck me!"  JT shouts as Nick and Justin look at each other,
walking into the house.  "Oh shit that's my spot, that's my spot!"

"Oh God is that JT and Kevin?  Are they having sex?"  Nick asks, as he and
Justin stood in the center of the hallway, not really listening, but not
moving along to their room either.

"Fuck yeah baby, I like that ass!"  Kevin shouts, as the faint sounds of the
bed could be heard beating up against the wall.

"Damn man, Kevin must be waxing that ass like a boy scout."  Justin says,
smirking looking at Nick and wiggling his eyes.  "Why don't we go and catch
up to them?"

"Do you want to have sex at a time like this?"  Nick asks as Justin wraps
his arm around him.

"No time like the present."  Justin says, grabbing Nick's hand and pulling
him down the hall to their room, pushing him up against the door, attacking
his neck, trying to take his clothes off before they got into the room.

// Back and JT and Kevin's Room //

"Oh God, that's it Kevin, fuck me, harder!  Harder!"  JT shouts, still
trying to pull Kevin deeper into his ass.

"Ah damn baby, I'm close...I'm close!"  Kevin shouts, thrusting faster into JT
's ass now, holding his legs straight up, trying to enter him at a different
angle.

"Do it Kevin, do it Damnit!"  JT shouts, slamming his fist into the mattress
as Kevin thrust into him faster and harder.

"Baby I can't hold it, I'm cumming..."  Kevin grunts, leaning down on top of
JT, hugging him tight as he started pumping into faster.

"Oh yeah baby I love you, I love you."  JT says, still breathing heavy as he
starts jacking off, cumming between him and Kevin, coating both of their
chests with his cream.

"I love you too JT."  Kevin says, collapsing on top of JT, allowing him to
let his legs fall as his manhood pops out of JT's ass with an audible `POP',
causing the two men to laugh.

"If we weren't already married and I hadn't had sex before, I could have
said you popped my cherry just now."  JT states, smiling as Kevin kisses
him.

// Down in Nick and Justin's Room //

--- Justin's POV ---

Here we are kissing and touching, getting ready to do the do and I can't do
it.  Every time we get to this point, I can't do it, I don't want to let him
touch me.  I must be crazy or something to not want to let my husband touch
me, but I am scared to.  I know he's starting to get frustrated with me and
I know the sexual tension between us is so thick that you can cut through it
with a knife.

For the last couple of nights I have been having these strange dreams,
dreams where the things are not like they are really real.  In the dreams,
me and Nicky are married, but the kicker is, I'm pregnant like a woman would
be and I am experiencing the symptoms that a pregnant woman would go through
and the such.  I gotta stop eating crazy stuff before bed because this is
getting out of hand.  I must be going crazy or something, to actually let
these dreams scare me.  Like please, I am taking this too seriously.  My
latest dream was of the doctor telling me that I was pregnant, which came to
a shock to me and Nicky, a real shock because I wasn't expecting the doctor
to tell me something like that.  Sheesh, like I can really get pregnant, I
am really crazy to be scared to let my husband, the man I love so much not
touch me because of those dreams.

I know my tossing and turning has kept Nicky up, just as much as it has kept
me up.  When he talked to me this morning after the last dream, I wanted to
tell him and hold him, but I was scared to.  I know he's starting to suspect
something.  Sooner or later I will have to tell him.

"Okay Justin out with it.  Why is it every time we start making out, you
pull back and go cold turkey on me?"  He asks, sliding closer to me as my
nerves get the better of me and I slide over a bit on the bed.  "Justin what
's the matter here?  You don't love me anymore?  Is that it?"

"What, no that's not it Nicky.  I love you baby and I always will.  Nothing
can change the way I feel about you baby."  I say, shaking my head quickly,
wrapping my arms around him.

"Something's not right here Justin.  What's going on baby, tell me please?"
He says, wrapping his arms around me as I tense up a little bit.  "What's
that right there?  Why did you tense up when I touched you?  Have I done
something to hurt you?"

"No baby, you've done nothing to hurt me.  It's not you, it's me."  I say,
tears coming to my eyes.

"What is it then, talk to me Justy."  He says, reaching for me again as I
stand up quickly.

"Okay maybe I should just leave and go outside and leave you here for a
while.

"No Nicky, don't leave me."  I say, standing in front of him as he stands up
now.

"Justin, something's going on and I don't like it."  He says, walking
towards the door.

"Okay, okay I'll tell you."  I say, as he turns and looks at me.

"Well, I'm waiting."  He says, standing there tapping his foot with his
hands on his hips.

"Baby I...I have been having these dreams."  I say, not meeting his eyes.

"Go on."  He says, still looking at me as he stops tapping his foot.

"The dreams have been scaring me, scaring me a lot actually."  I say,
looking down at the floor.

"Scaring you how Justy?"  He asks, walking over to me now, not getting to
close to me.

"In the dreams we are married and well...well I'm pregnant."  I say.

"You're what?"  He asks, looking at me, stepping closer to me as I look at
him and he steps back again.

"In the dreams I'm pregnant baby.  Since then I've been actually scared to
have sex.  In my heart I know it's not possible, but my mind is playing
tricks on me."  I say, still not meeting his eyes.

"Justin why didn't you tell me this?"  He asks me, being cautious as he
steps closer to me, and I reach out and hug him.

"Because I let my mind run away with this instead of looking at things
logically.  I know I can't get pregnant, but I think this goes deeper than I
think it does."  I say, looking up at him.

"How so baby?"  He asks me, lifting my chin so that I am now looking into
his eyes.

"I think I want to be a mommie."  I says, shaking my head.  "A daddy I
 mean."

"Really Justy?  Me too.  I want to be a daddy too."  He says, kissing me.

"I think we have been around Nikki's kids too much."  I say, smiling at him.

"Maybe so, but they could have been the reason why you are dreaming that you
are pregnant baby."  He says, kissing me again as he pulls me closer to him.
"You have been scared to have sex all this time because your mind thought I
was going to knock you up.   I don't know what to say."

"I do.  I'm sorry baby.  I should have told you the first night I woke up
with that dream."  I say, as we lay back on the bed kissing and touching.

"You know you can't get pregnant, but we sure can try to get you knocked
 up."  He says as someone knocks on the door.

"Damn it."  I say, grabbing my lover's crotch quickly and getting up as I
walk over to the door.  "Yes?  Who's there?"

"It's JT and Kevin."  Kevin's voice could be heard through the door.

"Yes?"  I say, opening the door to see the two of them standing there.

"Ah hi guys.  Where is everybody else?"  Kevin asks, not entering the room.

"Like?"  Nick asks.

"Like Nikki and D?"  Kevin asks.

"Well ah...ah...they went to the hospital."  Nick answers as Kevin and JT looks
at each other.

"Why did they go to the hospital?"  JT asks, looking at Nick as they could
all hear the front door open.

"You!"  Nikki screams, spotting JT and Kevin and walking down the hall
quickly.

"What?"  Kevin asks, stepping in front of JT.  "What's wrong Nikki?"

"Uh oh."  I say, looking at the expression on Nikki's face as she continues
to walk towards JT and Kevin.

"You just had to keep on hitting him didn't you!"  Nikki screams, getting up
in JT's face.  "You just had to keep fighting!"

"Nikki..."  Kevin says, as Nikki pushes him out of the way in gets up in JT's
face, hitting him on his arm.

"You just had to beat him up!  All over a fucking misunderstanding!   You
are scum JT!  Scum!"  Nikki screams as she falls into JT's arms crying.  "He
was sorry!  He was sorry!  He didn't mean any or it!"

"Nikki..."  JT says, holding Nikki in his arms.

"He tried to apologize and you wouldn't hear it and now...now...he's hurt JT!
He's hurt!"  Nikki says, pounding on JT's chest.  "Are you happy now?
Because of you, he's in the hospital and hurt badly!"

"Nikki I..."  JT says as she interrupts him again.

"You wanted to make me a widow didn't you?"  Nikki asks, pulling away from
JT, looking at him with anger and sadness in her eyes.

"I'm sorry Nikki, I didn't mean..."  JT states, turning to look at Kevin and
then at Nick and Justin.

"Yes you did mean to JT.  You are bigger than he is and more experienced at
fighting than he is.  You knew he wouldn't be able to take you in a fight
and you kept on fighting him!"  Nikki screams, as Julian walks into the
corridor.

"Is everything alright Madame? "  Julian asks, looking at Nikki's face.

"Where are my sons?"  Nikki asks, looking at Julian, glaring at JT as she
walks towards the man.

"The babies are still in their suite."  Julian answers her, walking with her
down the corridor towards the babies' room.

"He's in the hospital?  When did you all leave?"  JT asks, looking at the
two of us.

"A few hours ago."  I tell him as his expression changes.

"Why didn't you tell us?"  JT asks, looking at the both of us.

"Well we were kinda in a hurry and you two were already stressed you know."
Nick says, walking over to JT and rubbing his back.

"Not enough to tell me and Kevin that you were going to the hospital."  JT
says, moving away from Nick.  "I told you Kevin..."

"What?"  I ask, looking at JT.  "What did you tell Kevin?"

"I told him we would always have a problem somewhere, somehow."  JT states,
turning around.  "The both of you probably blame me the same as Nikki."

"No we don't blame you fully.  The fight was both of your faults."  Nick
says, stepping closer to JT again.  "He should have stopped with the whole
thing instead of going on with the matter.  You on the other hand should
know your own strength.  You didn't have to keep hitting him.  When he fell
in the corner the first time, you should have left him alone instead of
going after him again."

"But..."  JT says.

"No buts JT, you shoulda known better.  I agree with Nikki on that matter.
He was done, once was enough."  I say, turning around waiting on Nick and
Kevin's responses.

"Baby they are not blaming you, they are just saying that this could have
been handled differently."  Kevin states, frowning a little bit.

"Yeah right.  These guys are your friends, they are going to take up for
him."  JT says, turning and walking towards his and Kevin's bedroom.

"We are not taking up for anyone.  We are your friends too JT and I say you
need to stop acting like a prima donna."  I say, walking out into the
hallway behind him.  "Since we met you, you have been one of us, don't you
start this drama now and expect not to get it back miss thang."

"Excuse me?"  JT says, turning around to look at me.

"You heard me Miz Thang.  We don't need this drama.  Stop acting like a
prima donna and be happy that you are here with your husband in this
fabulous place to have this ghetto fabulous honeymoon."  I say, snapping my
fingers as he looks at me, smiles and starts laughing.

"I guess all I can say is.  Work it gurl."  JT says, placing his hands on
his hips as Kevin lets out the breath he had been holding.

// New York -- Lance and Carson's Home //

"Did you pack everything that we needed baby?"  Lance asks, walking into the
room with the phone in his hand.

"Yeah I think I packed everything."  Carson replies, zipping up a suitcase
and standing up.

"I'm trying to get our flight information from Becky now and once I have
that I will call Justin and Nick and let them know."  Lance says, kissing
Carson, wrapping his arm around his husband.

"Who is Becky baby?"  Carson asks.

"Becky is my travel agent that handles things for Free Lance."  Lance
answers him.

"Do she have you on hold or something, baby?"  Carson asks, turning around
in Lance's arms.

"Well actually she is trying to locate the first available flight for us and
her connection to the airports are down right now."  Lance replies as he and
Carson sits on the bed.

"Well that's a bummer.  Will we be leaving out early in the morning or will
be leaving out some time tonight?"  Carson asks.

"Well whatever Becky can book us on baby."  Lance says as he puts the phone
back to his ear.

"Mr. Bass I got seats on a flight leaving LaGuardia at 2 AM.  Can you make
that or do you want something later?"  Becky, Lance's Travel Agent asks.

"Is that the earliest you have?"  Lance asks.

"For now that's all I was able to find."  Becky replies.

"Well book two seats.  One for myself and the other for Carson Daly."  Lance
says, looking at the man in his arms.

"Alright sir.  I have booked those seats and your boarding passes will be
waiting when you arrive."  Becky replies.  "Is there anything else I can
handle for you sir?"

"No Becky that's all."  Lance says, thanking the woman for her help and
hanging up.

"So when do we leave baby?"  Carson asks.

"I'm going to call Justin and Nick now, then we can go ahead and leave for
the airport since it's almost midnight now."  Lance states.  "We have to be
at LaGuardia by two."

"Two?  The flight leaves at two in the morning?"  Carson asks.

"Yes babe.  We are ready.  Let me call them and we can leave."  Lance says,
dialing some numbers waiting for Nick or Justin to answer the phone.

// Orlando, FL -- Joey's House //

"Baby what are you going to do?"  JC asks, walking into the room, sitting
next to Joey in the bed.

"I don't know Josh."  Joey answers him.  "I don't want to go no where near
Michael and I know you and ma ain't getting' along right now."

"True, but he's your brother and he wants to see you Joe."  JC states,
leaning up against the headboard as Joey lays his head in JC's lap.

"He might want to see me, but I don't want to see him baby."  Joey says, as
JC plays in his hair.

"So how are you going to explain that to Phyllis?"  JC asks, leaning down
and placing an upside down kiss to Joey's lips.

"I will think of something tomorrow.  Right now it's me and you time and I
think you know what I want."  Joey says, sliding under the covers of the
bed, making some moves under the covers to take his shorts off and tosses
them across the room.  "Come on baby I'm hot and I need your lovin."

"Oh yeah?  How much lovin' do you want?"  JC asks, taking his sweats off and
hopping into bed with Joey.

"Enough to make me call your name over and over again."  Joey answers,
pulling JC down to his chest as the phone rings.

"Man I don't believe this.  It's Phyllis.  Why is she calling back this late
now?"  JC asks, picking up the phone and answering it.  "Hello?"

"Let me speak to my son penito."  Phyllis says, as she hears some grumbling
and then the phone being passed.

"Yeah ma?"  Joey says into the phone.

"Well are you on your way here?"  Phyllis asks.

"No ma, we ain't coming."  Joey answers her.

"We?  You brother wants to see you, not that little penito."  Phyllis says
as Joey cuts her off.

"Josh is not a prick."  Joey says, as JC turns and looks at him strangely.
"I don't appreciate you talking about the man I love like that."

"What the hell did you just say boy?  Don't be disrespectful."  Phyllis
states, as Joey sits up in bed.

"I am not being disrespectful ma, you are."  Joey says, getting out of bed
and standing up now.

"Lower your voice boy!"  Phyllis shouts.

"Ma I am not going to talk to you now and we nor I am going to see Michael.
I hope he rots wherever he is."  Joey says, breathing heavy now.

"He's done wrong boy, but he still be your brother.  How dare you wish
something like that on him?  Hasn't he gone through enough lately?  Hasn't
he gone through hell dealing with that girl, that girl that you brought
here!?  If it wasn't for you and her being together, my other son, my other
son wouldn't be close to death!"  Phyllis shouts.

"That's not Nikki's fault and you know it ma.  I am not going to listen to
this anymore.  Goodnight ma."  Joey says, hanging up the phone and handing
it to JC.  "I'm going for a walk.  I will be back in a bit."

"Joey it's really dark outside, you can't leave now."  JC says, getting up,
grabbing his pajama bottoms as Joey put some pants on.

"I need to clear my head.  I will be back in a bit baby.  I need to do
 this."  Joey says, kissing JC on the cheek and walking out of the room.

// Back in Paris -- The Baby Nursery //

--- Nikki's POV ---

"Hey my boy," I said softly as I lifted baby Joshua from his bassinette. I
sat down in the rocking chair nearby, cradling the baby close. "Mommy's
sorry she didn't come see you earlier, but she had to take Daddy D to the
hospital. He's gonna be okay though. He sends his love and told me to tell
you that he wants you two to be good while he's away."

Joshua reached up and put his hand against my mouth, playing with my bottom
lip. I smiled down at him; the tears I had been holding back since the
doctors had told me the extent of Howie's injuries beginning to slide slowly
down my face. I had yet to get over the shock of seeing my husband laying in
a hospital bed in that much pain.

***Flashback***

"Mrs. Dorough?" a tall, distinguished man said as he came out of Howie's
hospital room.

"I'm Nicole Dorough," I replied as I shook hands with the doctor. He shook
hands with Nick and Justin, startled when recognition of who they were came,
before turning his attention back to me.

"Madame, My name is Doctor Jacques Batiste, and I am in charge of your
husband's case," he explained.

"How is he?" I asked, shivering from a combination of cold and dread. Nick
put his arm around me, trying in vain to comfort me. "Is he okay?"

"Yeah, how is D?" Justin asked, coming up on my other side, the three of us
forming a unified front.

"Please have a seat everyone," Dr. Batiste replied as he guided me down into
a chair. "Mr. Dorough is fine for now, but I am afraid that he may need
surgery to repair some of his internal damage."

"I-internal damage?" I stammered, my teeth beginning to chatter audibly.

Dr. Batiste looked at me closely, watching me like a hawk for any signs that
I might be breaking down, but I wouldn't... no, I couldn't do that right now.
Nick and Justin looked equally as worried, but they don't know me very well.
If Tony were here, he could tell them about the steel spine I inherited from
my abuelita, but it's up to me to show them better than I can tell them. I
shook my head, summoning the strength to deal with yet more drama in my
already overly dramatic life.

"I'm sorry Doctor... you were saying?" I said, my voice conveying the quiet
strength that has gotten me through my life thus far. I could see the
newfound gleam of respect in Nick and Justin's eyes, and it made me feel
much better. "Please, tell me what's wrong with my husband."

"Mr. Dorough sustained some serious injuries," he began, looking suitably
serious. "He has a badly sprained wrist, three broken ribs, several
contusions, and he also dislocated his shoulder. Those things we can repair
without incident, but the broken ribs may have also punctured his lung. We
cannot know this until we are in the operating theater."

"May I see him?" I asked softly, praying that I could do this without having
a complete meltdown.

"Of course you may... but please keep it brief," Dr. Batiste replied, standing
up and offering me a hand. "He is drowsy from the medications that we have
given him, but he has asked to see you also."

"Tell D we love him baby girl," Justin said as he hugged me, and then passed
me off to Nick.

"Tell my big bro that he'd better get his ass well or he's gonna have me to
deal with!" Nick said severely, hugging me tight and then allowing me to
follow the doctor.

Dr. Batiste walked with me the short distance down the hall. I could feel
Nick and Justin's eyes on me, but I refused to crack in front of them. When
I reached D's door I squared my shoulders, knowing that my love would need
me to be strong for him now. I knocked shortly before I pushed the door
open, plastering a smile on my face.

"Hola mijo," I said softly as I sat in the chair next to his bed. Howie's
eyes were closed, so I guessed that he had finally fallen asleep from the
pain meds. I picked up his hand, smiling when I saw his wedding band
glistening in the late afternoon sunshine.

"Hey love," I said softly as I held his hand in mine. I could feel myself
starting to crack, so I hurried to say what was in my heart. "Nicky and
Justin send their love... and Nick said to tell you that you'd better get well
or you'll have him to deal with. I just wanted to tell you that I love you
and I need you to get better, okay? You can't leave your sons, corazon.  You
promised that you would never leave us. So you have to get well mijo...
please don't leave us yet."

"You won't... get rid... of... me that... easily," Howie whispered as he squeezed my
hand lightly. I kissed his lips gently, afraid to hurt him more than he
already was. "Where are... my boys?"

"At the villa with Julian, Kevin and JT," I replied, fighting a strong
desire to fling myself on him and cry my eyes out. He looked so helpless
lying there... almost like Josh and Joey when they need me to do things for
them. I felt a hand at my cheek brushing away a tear I hadn't even realized
was falling.

"Don't cry mija," Howie said softly as he stroked my face. "I'll be... fine.
And I'll... be home... to see... my boys soon... too."

"How can I not cry D?" I asked, tears flowing harder now. "I feel like this
is my fault. I should never have let you go into the house alone... I should
have known that JT..."

"Stop... blaming yourself... or I'm... gonna spank... you mija," Howie said as
sternly as he could. I looked at him, the first real smile of the day
breaking through. "That's better. Those... eyes are... made for... smiling, not
tears."

"Te quiero tanto, Howie Dorough," I said before I leaned over to kiss him on
his lips. His hand cupped my face, stroking circles on my cheek as we looked
into each other's eyes. "Damn it... now I'm all worked up. Bad, bad D."

"What... can I say?" Howie replied with a mischievous grin. He looked so
angelic that it just made me want to hold him tight and never let anybody
hurt him again. There was a soft knock at the door before it was pushed
open.

"Excuse me Madame, but we must ready Monsieur Dorough for his operation,"
someone said behind me.

I kissed D again quickly, whispering "I love you" in his ear before I moved
aside to allow the nurse to do her job. I stood off to one side, watching
her work closely. D managed to make a few funny faces at me, his sweet
nature making him want to take care of me even when he wasn't really able
to.

I held his hand all the way to the doors of the operating theater, kissing
him one last time before he disappeared behind the doors. I sent Nick and
Justin back to the villa, knowing that it could be bad news for them to be
out without security and then settled down to wait for news about my husband
alone. I think I must have drifted off, because the next thing I knew I was
being awakened by a worried looking Dr Batiste.

"Mrs. Dorough?" Dr Batiste said softly as he shook me, his face showing his
concern for my well-being. I came awake slowly, disoriented and groggy until
I remembered where I was and why.

"How is my husband?" I asked, shaking off the last of the cobwebs as the
doctor made himself comfortable in the chair beside me.

"He is well," Dr Batiste replied with a smile. "There was a small puncture
in his lung that we managed to repair without incident. We also repaired
some other damage to his liver and his gallbladder."

"But will he be okay?" I asked, dreading a negative answer, but Dr Batiste
simply smiled as he patted my hand.

"I think he will be back to pestering you to make more babies soon," he
replied with a grin that widened when I blushed. "Anyway, I came to tell you
that you will not be allowed to see him again unless you promise me that you
will go home and rest for a few hours."

"What do you mean go home?" I asked in a huff, wanting to fight him to see
Howie, even if only to reassure myself that he was actually going to be
okay.

"Ma'am, I realize that you are a strong woman, but even "Super Woman" has
limits," the doctor said patiently, touching my hand again. "Your husband
will need your strength in the coming days. So for his sake, as well as that
of your sons, I want you to go home and rest. Doctor's orders!"

"Oh, alright!" I relented as I stood up to go in search of a payphone before
I remembered I hadn't brought any francs with me when I'd left the house in
such a hurry. "I-I forgot to bring money with me. Would you happen to know
where I could find a free phone?"

"You don't need a phone Nikki," someone said from behind me. I turned to see
Craig standing there with two other men I knew to be from Backstreet's
security detail. "I'll take you back to the house."

"When did you guys get here?" I asked as we headed out the door. When we got
to the doors I froze at the sight that greeted me. "What the hell?"

There was a bevy of photographers and reporters outside in front of the
hospital, and cameras began to flash like crazy when I got near the door. I
backpedaled right into Craig, who held my hand tighter and pulled me out of
sight of the paparazzi.

"I-I don't get it! Why are they interested in me?" I asked, feeling like I
was going to have a panic attack right there.

"Honey you married a Backstreet Boy," Craig quipped as he pulled out a cell
phone and made a quick call. When he was done he turned to me again. "That
makes you a semi-celebrity."

"Shit!" I exclaimed as two more guards came inside the hospital.

Craig issued orders quickly and efficiently, and the men moved into
position. They surrounded me, shielding me from prying eyes and cameras as
we headed out the door again. When the flashes blinded me momentarily, I
stopped, trying to get my bearings again. Craig just grabbed my arm and led
me to the waiting limo.

"Welcome to the world of Backstreet mania!" Craig said softly as I closed my
eyes, dreading what my life would be like from now on as we rode the rest of
the way to the house in silence.

*** End Flashback ***

"Oh Josh... what would Mommy have done if Daddy D left us?" I asked as I
sobbed and held my son close. "He has to be okay..."

"Nikki?" Justin called softly as he came into the nursery. He took one look
at my face and hurried to where I sat, rocking Joshua and crying like a baby
myself. "I was wondering when this would happen."

I was so out of it that I couldn't even make a smartass comeback. I felt
somebody taking the baby from my arms, and then I was wrapped in a tight
embrace. I completely lost it, crying until I was nauseated and hot. When I
was done, Nick carried me into my room and laid me on the bed.

"You okay now?" he asked quietly when I'd finally calmed down enough to
talk. I just stared at him, not really sure of how to answer that, but
knowing that I should probably say something.

"I won't be alright until my husband is back here with me... in our bed," I
replied, my voice catching as I began to cry again. Nick sat down on the bed
near me and put my head on his lap. He stroked my hair, singing softly until
I drifted off to sleep again.

When I woke up again, I could hear someone in the nursery with the twins,
talking softly to them while the babies babbled. I walked over to the door,
curious to see whom it was. Nick and Justin sat on the floor, side by side
with the boys in their bouncy seats. The babies kicked and talked to them
while the guys went back and forth singing the chorus from "The Two of Us".

You see I toss and turn when I'm alone
and I just can't wait till you get home
waiting for your call
cuz tonight we're gonna do it all
girl it's just the two of us
cuz I'm thinkin bout you day and night
and I just can't get you off my mind
when you get a minute baby I was thinkin we could hook up
it's just the two of us the two of us
cuz in a room full of people you're the only one around
and nothing in this world could ever bring us down
baby I'll be there telling you i care this I swear
girl it's just the two of us the two of us

 "I think they're enjoying the free concert almost as much as I am," I said
from the doorway.  Nick flashed me the trademark "Carter Grin" as he picked
Joshua up and sat him on his lap.

"Yeah well, they're a good audience," Nick said as he tickled Joshua's
stomach. The baby screamed, giggling up a storm as Nick continued to play
with him.

"You feelin' better Nikki?" Justin asked, his face full of concern. I smiled
as I walked over to him, running my fingers through his curls.

"I'm gettin' there Justin," I replied as there was a commotion out in the
hallway.  "What the hell is that now?"

"I don't know, but it sounds like JT and Kev."  Nick said, getting up,
handing the baby to Nikki as he walked over to the door.

"Baby what's going on out there?"  Justin asked from his seat on the floor
with the other baby.

"What are you two doing?"  Nick asked as JT and Kevin walked into the room.

"I'm trying to stop him from doing or saying something stoopid."  JT
answered, standing between Nick and Kevin.

"What would Kevin say or do that would be stupid?"  Nikki asked, standing up
now.

"Lets just all forget about this and call it a day."  JT stated, trying to
push Kevin back out of the room.  "It's been a long day already."

"What's going on Kevin?"  Justin asked, walking over to him.

"Does this have anything to do with the current situation?"  Nikki asked.

"Yes it does!"  Kevin shouts, scaring both of the babies.  "It has very much
to do with that."

"Calm down Kevin and be quiet.  Now isn't the time."  JT stated.

"No JT now is the time.  If Kevin has something to say, let him say it and
get the fuck over it."  Nikki spoke, walking over to Kevin and JT, her
expression not changing.

"I am not going to get over anything Nikki.  Damn!  Twice today my husband
has been crying and screaming because it seems to him that he doesn't belong
here with me and the rest of you."  Kevin spoke, looking down at the floor.
""I've spent all morning and the afternoon trying to convince him that he is
wanted here."

"I thought we had this discussion already."  Justin stated, still holding
the baby as he turned his back and walked back over to the bassinette and
laid the baby back down.

"What discussion?"  Nikki asked, looking at Justin and then back at Kevin
and JT.

"One that I didn't think we needed to have again."  Justin stated, walking
over to JT.  "Is this because of how Nikki reacted?"

"Yes it is."  Kevin replied, looking at Justin.  "She didn't have to hit him
and treat him that way."

"JT did Nikki hurt you?"  Justin asked.  "Are you bruised?  Are you in the
hospital?"

"Well no I am not bruised and I am not in the hospital."  JT answered him.

"Then Kevin you should be thankful."  Justin stated.  "Your friend is in the
hospital and that friend got into a brawl with your husband.  Nikki has a
right to be upset with all that has gone on today.  If things were the other
way around, you would be upset too."

"Yes I would be mad, but I would place blame where blame is due.  John's isn
't all to blame for this, D had fault too.  He brought all of this on
himself when he started that shit.  He might have had some problems in the
past, but he didn't have to blame that on all gay men."  Kevin spoke.

"I don't fucking believe this."  Nikki stated, walking over to the other
bassinette and placing the baby in it.  "So what are you saying Kevin?  You
are upset that I hit JT in the chest and said the things I said?  JT did I
hurt you?  You couldn't handle the licks I gave you?  Huh?"

"This isn't my argument, this is between you and Kevin."  JT replied,
turning around.

"I must be your fight too since your husband is here defending you.  Ole
punk ass can't take a lick from a woman.  Fucking whiner.   You are starting
to act like Josh did.  Whine whine whine."  Nikki explained, walking over to
JT and Kevin.  "That's all you have done today is whine.  Is there something
else you are good at?"

"That's not called for now."  JT stated, turning back around.  "If I you
would have hurt me, I would have told you I was hurt.  Don't go jumping to
the wrong conclusions about things because I can jump to them too."

"Hey hey hey.  Calm down everybody."  Nick stated, raising his hands,
looking at Kevin, JT then at Nikki.  "Isn't there been enough drama in this
house already?  This is supposed to be our honeymoon and so far the only
thing that has happened is fighting."

"We wouldn't be fighting right now if JT hadn't taken it upon himself to
defend all gay men and beat my husband down the way he did."  Nikki said,
glaring at JT.

"I was defending me.  He called me a fucking pedophile."  JT stated, turning
around.  "I don't care if it was your husband or anybody.  Call me a name I
don't agree with and I'm going to commence the ass whipping."

"You might need to commence the anger management or something.  That was
uncalled for and unnecessary."  Nikki stated, walking over to JT.  "I
consider you a friend and all, but right now I don't see you in the same
light I use to.  I have lost a lot of respect for you for what you have done
to my husband.  It's going to take some time to get that respect back."

"What the hell?  I don't fucking believe this.  You lost respect for him?
He is not the person you should have lost respect for.  D is the person that
caused all of this and he is the one that should be trying to make amends
here.  Baby let's go before something else gets blamed on you."  Kevin
stated, grabbing JT's hand, pulling him out of the room.  "The nerve of that
woman."

"This is getting worse Nikki."  Justin stated.  "Why did you have to say
that?"

"I only said how I felt about the whole matter.  I have lost respect for JT
and it's going to take some time before he regains that respect again.
Right now all I see when I look at him is the person that brutalized my
husband."  Nikki stated, tears in her eyes.

"Yeah I know you did, but I feel this is going to cause more drama.  The way
JT has been acting, he probably will leave Kevin this time."  Nick stated,
looking out the door to see JT and Kevin walking in opposite directions of
each other.

"Baby JT isn't going to leave Kevin.  He was okay earlier today."  Justin
stated.

"Yeah that was earlier, this is now."  Nick stated, wrapping his arm around
Justin.  "Maybe things will be better tomorrow."

"Lawd I hope so."  Justin stated, kissing Nick on the cheek, smiling at him.

TO BE CONTINUED...


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