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.

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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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