Date: Sun, 19 Nov 2000 23:03:17 EST
From: Kevinsangel24@aol.com
Subject: Cosmic Companions Chapter 11 gaymale/celebrities/Boybands

Disclaimer: Kat and I do not know NSYNC Nor the Backstreet Boys or any other
celebrities mentioned in the timeline.. If we did than we'll be very lucky
and Joey wouldn't ever come out ever again. :)

Author's Note: This is an alternate universe. Nothing is real. Men can't
have babies even though us females wish they could.  This is something that
came in my sick head and I managed to drag Kat in. So enjoy the story. It
was fun writing it.

Author's Note Ps: Oh the story is now called Cosmic Companions. Thanks to
Fluttergirl for the Title. Lets welcome Jackie to the story. She has been a
big help in contributing to this story. Please email her and tell her that
she's doing a great job. Thanks to Pukku for helping me find the wedding
vows.

I found the vows at this website. http://member.aol.com/trevorb1/index.html
The vows used here is called When Love Bekons.

Thanks to all our readers who sent feedback telling us how wonderful the
story is.  We're having fun writing it as you are reading it. Thanks again.

Pairing: Chris/Lance, JC/Joey/Justin.

Email: Since there are two people working on this story it's fair to email
at least both. PLEASE email us :)

Shells: kevinsangel24@aol.com
Kat: storykath@operamail.com
Jackie B: crunkdoll@yahoo.com

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Cosmic Companions
Chapter 11
Written By: Shell , Kat and Jackie
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The night was about to come to an end. Chris and Lance laid in their room,
in a huge bed, cuddled up tightly to each other. After a night of great
passion, they were both exhausted and happy just to hold one another. The
curtains was left open and allowed the moonlight o enter their room.

 As lance had his head on Chris' shoulder he could feel Chris' every breath
and wrapped his arms tighter around his husband. Lifting his hand a little
the moonlight caught the gold band around his fingers and danced off in
glimmering reflections.

 The thought if that Chris had a matching ring on his finger, still made
Lance all giddy. HE was married now, and about to become a daddy. It was
almost like a dream, he just couldn't make himself believe that it was
reality, that he was *that* lucky.

"Baby, are you asleep?" he asked quietly, putting his hand to Chris'
chest. "Not yet," Chris answered, sleepiness already creeping in to his
voice. "I just wanted to tell you that this has been the most perfect day
of my life," Lance sighed.

"What about the night?" Chris teased rubbing lance's back. "The most
prefect night was the first night we were together...they night we
mated. Because then I knew this is forever.

"I like that," Chris replied. "And I have to say that I have never ever
been so happy as I was the morning I woke up with you in my arms and knew
that was the way it was going to be for the rest of time. And it just keeps
getting better." "I know," Lance said, "I still can't believe how truly
lucky I am." "I am the lucky one," Chris said, turning his head so he could
kiss Lance's forehead. "I love you, sweetheart."

And our baby," he added, "And our baby," Chris replied, Lance could
actually hear that he was smiling. I love you both to pieces."

As if the baby could hear them, Lance felt a movement in his belly. Not
like one of the forceful kicks he usually received, but a gentle touch,
almost like a tingle. Placing his hand against his stomach, he sighs: "I
think he liked to hear that...he didn't kick me as usual. Chris placed his
hand on top of Lance's.

"He better behave," he joked. "Not going around kicking his daddy." Moving
a little so he could place a light kiss on Lance's stomach, he said softly:
"did you hear that, little fellow? Be nice to your daddy."

That made Lance pout. "He only listens to you." "Poor sweetie," Chris said,
moving back up and pulling his husband close in hug. "I do hope he looks
like you, even if he get the other from me."

"Based on the fact the he *already* adores you," Lance told him, "I'd say
he get that from me."

"Just about five more months and we'll see," Chris said. "It's kinda
awesome to think about you know, in less that half a year, we're going to
be parents."

"A little scary too," Lance admitted. "Not only the giving birth-part, but
that we have made this little human being that is going to be totally
dependent on us. And we're going to play a huge part in determining what
kinda person he'll become."

"I think we're going to do just fine," Chris reassured him. "We love each
other so much, and we're going to love our child so much too, and with that
as a basis, I don't think we can go wrong."

"Thanks," Lance whispered. "For what?" Chris said a little curious. "Just
for being you," lance answered, "and that you always made me feel ok about
everything, and take all my doubts away."

"You're very welcome," Chris replied. "And you're going to be the best
daddy in the world, Lance, I know that just by looking at you. And I love
you even more for it."

"I love it when you say things like that," Lance smiled. "Say some more."

"If you get me started, I'm going to go on all night," Chris warned
him. "You won't get any sleep at all!"

"I can live with that," Lance said, snuggling close to Chris again. "And if
I were to start on all the things that I love about you, we wouldn't sleep
for a week.2

Chris laughed. "We're sickeningly cute, you know that? The guys would never
let us hear the end of it if they heard this." "Yes, I can imagine," lance
giggled. "But I have a little feeling that the three of them
are...ah...kinda busy now..."

"I'm sure there are," Chris agreed. "If Joey ever got away from the
granduncle of Justin's."

"He did look kinda frustrated in the end," lance said. "But he is after all
Joey, so I'm pretty sure he found a way. And I really don't think they
stayed any longer than we did." "It was nice of Joey's parents to prepare
our room like this," Chris said.

 "After Mr. Fatone came around, things definitely looked up. For a moment
down there at the beach, I thought all hell was going to break
loose. Hopefully he regained his senses. Any fool can see that Joey belongs
with JC and Justin."

"I wonder what possessed AJ into lying like that," Lance said
thoughtfully. "HE better not get near JC or Justin when we get back. And I
don't think the other 'Boys are too fond of him now either."

"I have no idea," Chris said. "But I don't like it. Johnny always has
something up his sleeve, and he's got dirt on nearly everybody...I just
hope AJ was being forced into this...because this is going to bad, either
way it goes down."

"Wouldn't it be nice if we could stay here at this island forever?" Lance
asked. "Just you and me, and our children. We'd be moderns days Robinsons."
"Tell you what," Chris said. "We'll buy our own island like this, it can be
our secret resort. Somewhere we can hide away and be alone. How does that
sound?"

"Perfect," Lance sighed. "Absolutely perfect."

 Joey sighed happily. He was a married man now. He twists the band around
his finger. It was the most gorgeous ring ever. One solid band with one
yellow and white gold bands wrapped around it. He watched his sleeping
husbands as he ate the ice cream that was till left there.

 He shifted as one of the twin's move. "Oh..it's late. Please can't you
sleep."

"Hmm what's he matter" JC yawned.

"Go back to sleep" Joey said as he kissed JC's forehead. "You're
exhausted."

"You should be to. We went at it all night" JC smiled.

"I loved every minute of it" Joey smiled lovingly at his husband.

"And my ass is never gonna be the same again" Joey pouted.

 "Josh, don't get Joey pouting" another exhausted voice replied.

"Hey..oohh" Joey shifted again.

"What!" Justin exclaimed as he shot up.

"Well damn that got you up fast" Joey chuckled.

"You okay?" Justin asked frantically.

"Yeah, you all right" JC said sitting next to his husband.

"You two are gonna be so bad when I go into labor. Maybe I'll have my dads
as back ups in case you two faint" Joey chuckle.

"We'll be fine" Justin said as he rubbed Joey's belly. "Hey little
guy. Before I get in trouble. go to sleep. Daddy won't give any if you
don't sleep."

"Justin watch what you say. He can hear us" Joey said.

"They can?" JC asked.

"I think so" Joey smiled. "So watch the language."

"You to" Justin smiled as he kept rubbing.

"Ooh that feels good" Joey sighed happily.

JC Kissed Joey's stomach. "At least my baby is sleeping."

"Is not. It's probably yours kicking Joey." Justin said.

"Is not"

"Is To'

"Is not"

"Is to"

"Hey I don't want to argue whose baby is kicking me. You're gonna wake them
up" Joey said. "And then I'll never get to sleep."

"Then you'll never get any from me ever again" Joey said with a nod.

"Go to sleep" Justin started to sing.

 Joey laid back eating the gallon ice cream while his husbands continue to
pamper him. It's gonna be a good life.

Two weeks later...

After having spent two weeks after the wedding on the island in the
Caribbean Sea, they all flew back to the states.

Chris had mysteriously taken off on his own one day and had returned with a
big smile and ownership papers, claming that Mr. and Mr. Chris and Lance
Kirkpatrick were the owner of a small, private island, not far from the
Fatone one.

Of course Lance had been thrilled, resulting that neither saw anything more
of them that whole day, until they both showed up for breakfast the next
day looking rather sheepishly.

"You know, Joseph," his dad told him before they had left the island. "This
is an excellent place for children. Come visit us some more now that you're
not on the road all the time. Phil and I spend most of our free time here."

"We will, dad, I promise," Joey said, but I don't think I'll be doing any
more flying before these two little rascals get born. They really didn't
like the plane ride over here, and was very clear about that too. I swear I
got bruises on the inside."

"You take care of yourself, son," his father said. "And if those two
husbands of yours don't treat you tight, just tell me, and I'll have some
of my men come over to straighten them out." "Dad!" Joey protested.

Sighing he hugged his dad. "They *do* treat me right, I'll never admit to
having said that, but they actually treat me too nice... But I never said
that!"

"That's my boy," Phil Fatone chuckled. "I swear, you may look like your
dad, but..." "Otherwise he's all you," Joe sr. finished. "Now run along,
kiddo, go find those husband of yours."

So, after an event-less flight, except for lance getting airsick and Joey's
twin complaining over turbulence, the five of them were back.

"Now the fun really starts!" Lance said. "WE get to go house-shopping,
decorating, make a nursery..." "Somebody please stop him?" Joey groaned
from a chair. "I am not going to move from this chair until I go into
labor. My feet are killing me!"

"Here, babe, let me rub your feet," Justin said, sitting down next to
Joey. lance was still going on about Chris and him getting a house.

"WE oughta get our own place too," JC said, looking thoughtful. "Gee, Josh,
could you be any less enthusiastic?" Justin asked.

Tugging at some curly locks, JC smiled. "I am being enthusiastic, this is
enthusiastic me..." "Not as I have seen it..." Joey started. JC placed his
hand over Joey's mouth. "that's a whole different kind of enthusiastic,
honey..."

Looking down at JC and Justin, he smiled again. "So let's accompany our two
friends over here and go house shopping. Hopefully we won't be ending up
bidding each other out."

 "then we all just take it," lance said, waving his hand in the air. "its
not we're not used to be living together."

"OK," Chris said. "We're gonna meet this man from the real estate agency
and he's going to be showing us some places...why don't the three of you
come along?"

"You two go," Joey said, still sitting in his chair. "I'm too tired." "You
ok, honey?" Justin asked concerned. "I'm fine, love," Joey assured
him. "Just feeling for a nap. You two can go out and find us a nice place
and tell me all about when you come home."

"Are you sure, Joe?" JC asked. "Don't you want at least one of us to stay
with you?" "Honey," Joey started. "I've got so many beepers, and pagers and
cellphones around here, that I feel like the flaming NASA headquarters. You
and just go, and I'll catch up on some sleep until you get back."

"If you're sure," JC started. Joey glared at him. "Didn't I just say that,
JC? Now go with Chris and lance. I'm tired. I want to sleep." Chuckling
over his lover's bad mood, JC bent down and kissed him.

 "Go to bed, grumpy, when we get home I'll find some way to cheer you up."
That earned him a smile. "I love you, even when you're cranky, Justin said
and kissed Joey. "have a nice nap."

After seeing them all out the door, Joey went upstairs to the bedroom and
laid down. He was asleep in an instant.

 Half an hour later, downstairs, the door creaked open as a hand wearing
black gloves pushed at it. "Stupid boys," a voice muttered. "They didn't
even lock the door."  <shell> The figure walked in and smiled. "you boys
should have listened to Johnny."

He walked up the stairs and checked each room. He smiled at the thought of
claiming one of the submissive as his own. Married or not. They were his to
do with as he pleased.

 He opened the last bedroom door and saw the pregnant form sleeping. He
made his way in and shut the door. This was going to be fun.

*****

"Joe"

"Yeah love"

 "Call the police. Someone broke into JC, Justin, and Joey's place." Joey
Lawrence said as he held his sleeping son.

"You sure?"

"Yeah"

"Okay you page JC, I'm on the phone" Joey Mac replied as he dialed 911.

Joey L put his baby down and picked up his cell phone. "Come on Josh..Pick
up."

*****

"What do you think?" Lance asked. "It's a big house. Very big, security
gate, big backyard, lots and lots of room. It'll be perfect. It's a brand
new house to?"

"I like it" JC said. "We could build a tree house for our kids, gate the
pool so the little ones can't fall in. We could christen every room."

"With Lance and Chris?" Justin asked.

"NO Silly" JC said. "They start at one end and we start at the other."

"I like that idea" Chris grinned.

"Well you all aren't getting any from us soon" Lance giggled. "I Like this
place. I say we take it."

"I love it to." Justin said.

"Then we take it" Chris said as he looked to JC. "It'll keep us
together. And with so many rooms it'll be hard to fill em."

"I like it. All right. Let's do it" JC said. "Well buy the place."

 JC's cell rang and he picked it up. "Hello."

"Hey Joe. How's David? What..oh god..oh shit..yes we're on our way..oh
fuck...Yes..Damnit..good thing. Thank you..We'll be there soon. Bye" JC
hanged up.  " What's going on?" Justin asked as Chris dealt with the
Realtor.

"Someone broke in the house. Joey's upstairs" JC said in a panicked voice.

 "Let's go" Chris said. "We'll buy the house. Here's my number. Call me
later!"

 Chris picked up Lance and all headed to the car and drove off.

****

The figure smiled and turned Joey onto his back. He then slapped him in the
face.

Joey woke up and screamed.

"Hello Joe. You remember me."

"No..oh god no..Ricky.." Joey panicked.

"Don't tell me your forgot your ex boyfriend" Ricky chuckled.

 Joey whimpered. He thought he got away from him. It was so long
ago. Luckily nothing happened sexually even though at times he thought
Ricky was going to rape him.

Ricky raised his fist and slammed it in Joey's face. "I told you never to
leave me. That's suppose to be my fucking baby you're carrying. It's
suppose to be ME fucking you!"

Joey cried as he tried to get away. "Ricky please. it was over a long time
ago."

"It's not over till I say it's over JOSEPH!" Ricky growled as he continued
his assault. "I should get rid of those babies for you."

Joey curled up placing his arms around his stomach. He couldn't let his ex
abusive boyfriend harm his babies. He whimpered as the blows got more
painful each time that he was hit.

"Awe..want to protect your babies. YOU'RE MINE!"

"Please help me" Joey begged. "JC, Justin, help.."

*****

"Can't you drive any faster? Justin was practically begging Chris. "this is
as fast as the car goes," Chris muttered. "We'll be there in a minutes,
Just, calm down."

JC wasn't saying much. "We should never have left him alone," he
thought. "How could I be so damn stupid?" What bothered JC the most was
that he knew that the whole Johnny-case was still wide open. After he was
fired, he had disappeared.

"God, please don't let it be Johnny," he prayed. "And don't let anyone hurt
Joey..." Looking out onto the road again, he saw their current neighborhood
coming up.

 "The police should be here any second," Lance said. "like hell I'm waiting
for them," Justin said, tearing the car door open. JC was right on his
heels. Chris turned to Lance. "Babe, I want you to go over to the
McIntyre's. You stay with them till this guy is caught, ok?"

Knowing he wasn't going to be any use to them at his present state, Lance
nodded. "You be careful, Chris, you hear me?" "I will," Chris
promised. "love you, sweetstuff." "Love you too..." Lance answered. Then
Chris was gone.

Making his way over to their neighbors, lance couldn't help looking up at
the house. It looked calm enough.

"Please, please, please be all right, Joey," he thought and knew that guy
have gotten away by now...

Then a shot rang though the air, piercing the silence of the afternoon.

"you can't go in," Joey L's voice reached him. "Let the police take care of
it. You're in no condition to get involved there...think about your
baby...2

"I am!" Lance snapped back. "And my baby's father is in that house, and
somebody just fired a goddamn shot! Let me go, I have to see if Chris is
ok!"

"He'll be fine," the other tried to calm him down. "Come back with me, you
know Chris don't want you standing out here, you're the prefect target."
When hearing that, Lance gave up the struggle and let him be led to the
McIntyre-house. All the time looking back at their own place. It was silent
now, no more shots were fired.

The sirens and lights from police cars startled him. They came speeding
around the corner and skidded to a stop in front of the house. As several
police officers surrounded the house, one came over to lance.

"Mr. Kirkpatrick?" he asked. "Yes," Lance answered, he was a little
surprised that the officer went directly to him, instead of to the person
that had placed the 911 call.

"There is a phone call for you." Lance was too shocked to move. "There is a
WHAT!?!?"

 The policeman gave him a cordless phone, and left him. Staring after him
in disbelief, Lance slowly lifted the phone to his ear. "Hello?"

 The booming voice of Joseph Fatone Sr. make his eardrums ache, Joey's dad
was clearly not happy. "What the hell am I hearing?" he demanded to
know. "My son is left alone in the house and some nut case breaks in? When
I see those two sorry excuses for husbands of his, I'm gonna hang them from
their..." "Shut UP!" Lance screamed. "My Chris is in there too! And Joey
practically pushed both JC and Justin out the door himself!

He is so stubborn and hell-bent on getting his way sometimes that there is
nothing either of us can do! I guess you might know whom he gets it from!?
And how the hell did you know about this, anyway??"

 There was a pause. "My pause, I own half the freaking state," the answer
came calmly. "The police commissioner doesn't fine a jaywalker without my
knowledge. When somebody is threatening my son, I know before dispatch
knows."

"O," Lance said, now shouting into the phone. "You own the state of
Florida....fine... But unless you intend to drag your ass over here and
actually help, I'm hanging up on you!"

"I'm right here," a familiar voice said, coming from right behind
him. Lance cringed. Then he turned. "Ooops?"


The older man looked at him. "Where did you come from?" lance
asked. "Helicopter," the other answered as if it was the most natural thing
in the world. I flew here by myself." "You can fly a helicopter?" lance
asked, his mind going reeling at the whole situation. But it was good to
have something other to concentrate on, then his worry for Chris.

"Of course I can fly helicopters," Mr. Fatone said. "So can Joey. He has
known that since he was a kid." "He has?" lance asked. "Yikes."

"All my children knows that," Fatone said impatiently. "Because of the
business." Lance decided to not ask more. Instead, they waited, in silence.

"Did you get him Chris?" Justin asked angrily. He couldn't help but become
totally outraged with what he saw.

"Fuck no. I missed him. Damnit" Chris cursed. "Let's go check on Joey."

 Justin nodded. He and Chris walked upstairs and saw JC and a couple of
paramedics tending to Joey. "How is he?"

"Joey's going to be okay" JC whispered. "He used himself as a shield to
protect the twins."

"Oh Damnit. Who was that fucking asshole" Justin cursed.

"I don't know. Joey won't say" JC said stroking his hair. "We should get
him to a hospital."

"No" a voice whispered. "Please no."

"Honey, the doctor wants to check on the twins to make sure their okay."

"No"

"Joey love, please" Justin explained.

"Please don't' make me" Joey began to cry. "He..he'll come back and hurt
me. Don't, I said I'll be okay."

"Joey" JC whispered as He brought Joey to him and rocked him gently.

Justin got on his knees and gently kissed the growing belly. He noticed
Joey was getting bigger. He rubbed the stomach in circular motions. "We're
just worried bout you hon."

"Baby, please tell us who he is?" Josh explained.

"No" Joey cried. "I want out of here."

"We really need to get him to a hospital" one of the paramedics explained.

"He's pregnant and having a mood swing. Leave him be" Justin said.

"That makes me feel so much better" Joey cried out into JC's shoulder.

"Let me" a voice said.

Both Justin and JC shuddered. "Mr. Fatone."

"Daddy.." Joey sniffled. "He's back daddy."

"Fuck" Joe cursed. "We'll take it from here. I have a doctor on staff."

"Right" The paramedics replied as they left.

"Jo-Jo let's take you and the others to safety okay. Then we'll talk. Lance
is going crazy." Joe Sr. replied.
 "Be right back" Chris said as he left the room and saw Lance on the
bottom. He went and hugged him.

"Okay" Joey sniffed.

"What's going on?" Justin asked.

"Ricky" Joe spat.

"Ricky?" both asked.

"Joey's ex boyfriend. He was really abusive towards my son." Joe said with
a cold look.

"Ricky who?"

"Ricky martin" Joe Sr. Replied.

As JC took in the scene in front of him, he knew that there was a lot of
things he didn't know about Joey. Or Joey's family. Sure he knew his
husband, he just didn't know much about Joey's past and childhood.  And
from the way his dad all of a sudden had showed up, JC was thinking
somebody had to have told him. And how the hell did he make it here so
quickly?

 Justin was standing next to JC, by the look in his eyes JC knew that his
other husband itched after tracking this Ricky person down and rip him to
pieces. For being a beta male, Justin sure had his temper.

"Do you want me to take care of Ricky for you, Joseph?" his father gently
asked. "No," Joey murmured. "I want to do that myself." "Ok," his father
agreed. "But I'm still posting some of my men here, to make sure that all
of you are safe."

Joey didn't answer that. Right now the last on his mind was that a lot of
things he didn't usually talk about would have to be dealt with. Right now
it was comforting to know that his father had a number of employees that
would be most happy to find and then shoot a person that harmed the Fatone
family.

****

Chris didn't even have a chance to say anything before Lance grabbed hold
of him and hugged him till he thought he was going to pass out from lack of
air. "Sweetie," he squeaked, "I'm fine, really, but you're suffocating me!"

"You deserve it," lance replied, but eased up a little. "Do you have any
idea how scared I was, especially after hearing that shot?" "It didn't hit
anyone," Chris soothed him.

"Still..." Lance pouted. "Is Joey ok?" he then asked, when he was sure that
his husband was all right.

He sensed Chris tense up a little. "Baby, is Joey ok? What happened in
there?" Chris told him the whole story. "And suddenly Joey's dad shows up
out of nowhere," Chris finished. "He flew here in his helicopter," lance
said absentmindedly, worrying for Joey.

"IN his what? Honey, what are you talking about?" Lance explained what had
happened before Joey's dad had entered the house. They both fell silent,
just hugging each other. Apparently there was a number of things still in
the dark about the Fatone's.

"The police are looking for the guy who attacked Joey," Chris said, "and
Mr. Fatone's men went with them. They'll find him." He hoped his voice was
displaying more confidence that what he really felt. The guy could be long
gone by now.

"I don't want to stay in this house tonight," Lance said, "And Joey's not
going to want it either." "I'm gonna call the hotel," Chris assured
him. "And then we can get all our stuff moved over to the new house."

 Softly stroking Lance's hair, he added: "Then we'll move they're all of
us, and we can put all this behind us."

"I just can't understand," Lance said, "Johnny's out to hurt us, this guy
shows up out of nowhere...Joey's dad went mental over the wedding, Joey's
difficulties with the twins...I just wish there wasn't more bad things then
good things happening."

"I know, sweetheart," Chris said, "but it's going to be better now. We'll
start all over again." "Not ALL over again," lance said, smiling and
pointed to his belly. "It's a little late for that."

 Chris chuckled. "Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about the peanut. What
about we just take the good stuff and move on with that, leaving all the
other behind?" "That's a deal," Lance said, hugging his husband again.

*****

The police officer in charge of the search of the perpetrator wasn't happy
to say the least. Out of the blue a man who was more wanted than Al Capone,
and who still no one dared to touch, showed up. And suddenly he was in
charge. The police chief just stepped back and let him run the show.

Halfheartedly the police officer searched through some bushes. He had
wandered off for his own a bit. Poking through a tall bush, he felt hand
encircle his wrists.

 Wide-eyed in shock he saw a man grinning back at me. A hand was clamped
over his mouth before he could say anything and a gun pressed into his
side.

"I can't have you going back to tell," a harsh voice said. "You see, the
guy you're searching for? He is working for me. And I have noticed your
little "unhappiness" with your boss... I'll give you a choice. Either you
start working for me, as my informant, or I'll blow your head off. Your
choice."

The officer nodded as the man let go. "Good, my boss pays very well."

"Who are you?" the officer said.

 The man smiled. "let's just say my ex lover shouldn't have left me."

"I was responsible for hurting Joey. Let's go. Mr. Wright wants to talk to
you." The man smiled as they left the scene.

*****

 Joey was moved to the hotel. Justin and JC were tending to his bruises.

 "Ow"

"Joey hold still" JC whispered as he rubbed some rubbing alcohol on his
wounds.

"Sorry" Joey pouted.

"We're sorry we weren't here to protect you" Justin said softly. He placed
his hands on Joey's stomach. "No one is going to hurt your daddy or you or
your brother ever again. I promise you. All three of you. I'll be a better
father and husband."

"Baby" Joey said as he brought Justin's face to him. "I love you with all
my heart and soul. I should have told you both this. But I want Lance and
Chris to hear to. As soon as we're moved into our new house please let's
place some security. I don't' want to lose you both."

"Never Joey. We're soul mates forever more. I'll die without you" JC
whispered in Joe's ear.

"You should rest" Justin said.

"I need to tell you all. Please, then I'll eat and then rest" Joey
smiled. "Okay."

"Okay" Justin smiled.

JC helped Joey to his feet.

"I'm a penguin" Joey giggled as he waddled to the living room.

 "But you're cute" JC smiled.

That I am" Joey beamed.

*****

 Lance was lying in Chris's arms as Joey was laying in JC's. They were
sitting there reflecting on the day's events.

"Joey?" Lance asked. "You okay."

"Yeah Ricky was brutal." Joey sighed.

"Ricky?" all four asked.

"It started two years ago" Joey said softly. "All of us weren't really
serious about mating yet. You knew I was seeing somebody."

"Ricky" Justin said.

"Yeah. Ricky. I thought he loved me. God I loved him so much. He was so fun
to hang with. He was gorgeous. His brunette hair, soft musical voice, lose
hips, and a body anyone would die for' Joey smiled.

"Hey, hey watch on who you describe young man" JC said sternly.

Joey giggled. "Yeah, yeah."

"Anyway you all know him"

"Ricky martin?" Lance asked. "You dated Ricky Martin?"

"Yeah" Joey smiled. "He could ale, ale, ale all right."

"You bad!" Justin giggled.

"We never had sex love" Joey replied. "But damn he could give a blow job
any time you wanted it."

"What you didn't know was that he wasn't as nice as everyone made him out
to be" Joey whispered.

"Wha..oh fuck Joe" Chris cursed.

"Yeah, we weren't together long when he became violent. Every smile I gave
he got angry, every time I flirt, he got angry, every time I looked at
another guy, he got pissed." Joey shivered. "I always ended up getting
really bad beatings."

 "OH baby" Justin said softly.

"Remember the time when we beat him for best new video" Joey whispered.

"Oh no" Lance exclaimed.

"He wasn't happy. He beat me and almost raped me that night. That was when
I got out. Left him. Now he's back and he wants me back" Joey said looking
at the carpet.

Justin cuddled up right next to Joey and JC, somehow managing to wrap his
arms around the both of them. "Not if I get to him first, then his pretty
little Latino ass is no more."  "Well, you might hurry, because when dad
gets through with him there won't be much left for anyone to recognize him
from, except maybe his dentist."

Joey knew he had to give some explanation to why his dad showed up
earlier. He had left for Brooklyn again, after making sure his soon and the
other four were safe.

"Dad has people out looking for him." "Honey," JC said. "I know that your
family have a somewhat...colorful history, but you never speak about
them. Not much anyway."

"It's juste easier not to," Joey sighed. "Then I don't have to explain so
much and I don't say anything that I shouldn't."

"What do you mean?" Justin asked, toying with Joey's hair. Lance had fallen
asleep in Chris' arms, thus efficiently slipping out of the whole
conversation.

"My family runs this business kinda..." Joey tried. "A special kind of
business...2

 "Honey, what are you trying to say?" Justin asked. "An *Italian* kind of
business," Joey answered.

"The Italian kind of...oh, I get it..." Justin's voice trailed off. He
hadn't expected to hear that.

Neither had JC. "So your dad is kinda like a godfather?" "Not just kind
of," Joey answered. "That's what he is. Back home, in Italy, we are the
ruling family."

The other three were silent.

 "Does this change anything?" Joey then asked timidly. "Of course not!" JC
said after regaining his composure. "It doesn't change a thing! Justin and
I love you way too much for that."

"good," Joey said, but there was still one more thing he had to say. "You
know, my children, the twins, are going to be my parents' firstborn
grandchildren."

"Yes, we know," Justin said. "What are you getting at, angel?" "Who over of
the two comes first, will the eldest of dad's grandchildren and will be his
heir. Jeff is going to succeed dad now...and after that...it will be one of
my children. The oldest one in each generation must become head of the
business."

"But that's far ahead in time, Joey," Justin said, gently kissing his
forehead. "It is," Joey replied. "But it means that my dads are going to be
a big part of these kids life. Both of the twins. They'll have the same
upbringing I had."  " Which means..." JC asked. "They are part of the
Fatone-family," Joey said. "And there comes certain responsibility with
that."

"We'll talk about this in the morning," JC decided. Joey heard a slight
edge in his voice that hadn't been there before. "Tonight we're all too
upset and tired. Let's get some sleep." "Sounds fine to me," Chris said,
carefully waking lance so they could get to their room.

Joey got to his feet, with Justin's help and followed his two husbands into
the bedroom. Feeling lost he wondered why things had to be the way they
were. He wished he had never said anything.

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Chapter 11
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