Hey guys my name is LadyCizzle and I am here to bring you all a brand new story. Though I'm not new to fanfiction I am new to the fanfiction of Brothers and Sisters. Since I love writing and I love the show I decided to write a story about my favorite couple Kevin and Scotty. What can I say, I love their love. Anyways this story has been sitting on my computer for months and I finally decided to post it. Hope I did a good job and I hope it is well liked. Anyways on with the story.


Chapter One

Scotty let out a sigh of relief as the kitchen finally called it a night. After a very busy dinner service all the head chef wanted to do was go home, curl up next to his husband, and fall asleep. He was almost finished tiding up his office when Neil, one of the waiters knocked on his door. "Yeah Neil, what's up,"

"There's a guy at the bar who wants to pay his compliments to the chef."

"It's not Kevin is it," frowning at the fact that it was after midnight and he knew his husband had an early morning.

"No, it's just some dude. He said he knows you from like along time ago."

"Really,"

"Yeah," Neil smiled, "By the way he looks important so you might want to pay him a visit."

Scotty shrugged but made his way out of the office and didn't stop until he was close to the bar. The man was dressed in a black tailored suit and had his back turned to Scotty but his body immediately tensed when he saw the curly blond hair. There was only person he'd met in his entire life that had the same type of hair. Suddenly memories of hurt and pain from many years ago came rushing back. "Mike-"

The man turned around with a bright smile plastered on his face showing off his dimpled cheeks . His emerald green eyes twinkled in the dim light as he slowly made his way over to Scotty. "Hello Scotty."

Scotty took a few steps back, creating some distance between them. "What are you doing here?"

"Is that how you talk to an old friend?"

"Pardon my manners," Scotty scoffed as he crossed his arms, "What the hell are you doing here?"

The suited man, Mike, smirked and leaned against the bar counter. "Well I'm in town for a conference, I have a PH.D now you know, and a colleague of mine suggested we eat here since it's supposed to be the most exquisite restaurant in town; we were lucky to be seated but I know people who know people.

"Is there a point in here somewhere."

"Well the food was most delectable that I just had to give my compliments to the chef that prepared it. Imagine my surprise when our waiter tells us the name of the chef who prepared our delicious meals. After that I just had to stick around to see if you really were here and working as the head chef."

"Well as you can see I am; now if you'll excuse me Michael-" Scotty said quickly as he turned around to walk away only to grabbed by the arm and spun back around.

Michael ignored the shocked look on Scotty's face and held his firm grip on Scotty's arm. "I can't believe how far you've come. I have to admit I'm quite proud."

"Wow, so happy I have your approval. Now my life is finally fulfilled," Scotty sarcastically replied. "If you don't mind-"

"Scotty, don't be this way," he smiled smugly. "I was hoping the two of us could go out for coffee tonight and catch-up so to speak."

"I'm sorry I can't," Scotty bitterly replied, yanking his arm away from Mike's control. "I have to get home, it's late and I'm tired."

Michael frowned and straighten his jacket, peering at Scotty at the same time. "You're quite eager to get home aren't you. You must be seeing someone, a boyfriend perhaps?"

"As a matter of fact I am."

"Is it serious?"

"So serious that he put a ring on my finger," he replied proudly, lifting up his hand to show Mike the band on his finger. He was happy that he didn't forget to put it back on before he came out of the office. "I'm married."

"Wow," Mike whispered stunned. "I can't believe someone actually married you."

"Well believe it because he did and he's a wonderful person and I'm glad to have him."

"He must be if he married someone like you."

"Wow, an invite and an insult all in the span of five minutes, aren't I a lucky guy," Scotty frowned with the sarcastic reply.

"You stopped being lucky the day you left me."

"Really because I recall my life becoming better the day I left you."

"If you believe that then you're more delusional then I thought," Mike sneered.

"Look, I have to get home to my husband so if you'll excuse me I have to leave," Scotty hissed as he turned around and walked away without Michael holding him back. He let out small burst of breaths as he went back to his office and gathered his things. The longer he was in Michael's presence the more the bad memories he tried to repress came flooding back.

Scotty let out a breath of relief as he finally unlocked the door to his car. He was happy to see that Michael hadn't seen his car in the parking lot sure that the older man would leave a note begging him to talk. With shaky hands and more thoughts of Mike filling his head he slowly drove to his loft and home to Kevin.


As quietly as he could, he opened the door to his loft and walked back to his bedroom. He did his best to keep from making a sound, knowing that Kevin was probably asleep. Just as many nights before Scotty failed and knocked over a pile a books that were sitting on the nightstand.

"Scotty, that you," Kevin mumbled, turning over between the sheets.

"Sorry Kevin I was trying not to wake you."

"S'alright, I was just dreaming about you," Kevin smirked, sitting up and turning on the lamp beside him.

"Really," Scotty smiled playfully as he sat down on the bed and kissed his husband soundly. "Care to share."

"I don't know if that's a good idea seeing as how I have an early day tomorrow," sighed Kevin. "Rain check."

"I'll hold you to it."

They stared at each other in silence and Kevin could tell that something was bothering Scotty. His shoulders were hunched over while his eyes seemed darker and cloudy immediately alerting Kevin. "How was work sweetie?" he asked, hoping his husband would

"It was great, packed house, very busy."

"Okay, is something wrong."

"Why would you ask that?" Scotty asked nervously with fake perkiness. Inside he was mentally kicking himself for forgetting that Kevin always knew when something was bothering him.

"Come on Scotty I think I know you well enough by now and I know when something's wrong with you."

"I'm fine,"

"Scotty," Kevin scowled.

"Really, nothing a good shower won't fix," he replied with a smile as he leaned forward and kissed Kevin again. A moment of silence passed between them before Scotty decided to speak again. "I promise I'm fine."

Kevin glared suspiciously at Scotty but remained silent. If Scotty didn't want to tell him what was wrong then Kevin had no choice but to except it. Besides, he would be there when Scotty was ready to talk. "Alright, if nothing's wrong-"

"Nothing's wrong," Scotty smiled again patting Kevin's hand. "And now I'm off to take a shower and I will be back to join you in this comfortable bed of ours."

"I'll be waiting."

Scotty chuckled and got up from bed and into the bathroom. He turned on the hot water and slowly peeled off his clothes before stepping in. The soap not only cleaned his body but the aroma cleansed his mind of all thoughts that included Michael and their history together. Fifteen minutes later, feeling clean and rejuvenated, he climbed into bed next to Kevin and wrapped his arms around him before drifting off to sleep.


My first B&S story. That wasn't as scary as I thought it would be. Well, until next time folks. Peace