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It only took a week before terry Milkovich was dead. Only a week. Fionna had honestly been surprised it took that long.
She had been at home when Mickey Milkovich ran in screaming that Ian had been beaten and shot by his dad. She rushed to the Milkovich home and found a group of men all passed out bottles still in their hands. Guns carelessly discarded and needles not too far from them. Then she saw him, her baby brother a shot in his shoulder and one in his legs. His nose was obviously broken. He was bloody and battered. She called Lip knowing he was probably close. Within two minutes he was there with Kev and Mandy. They rushed to the hospital.
He was in emergency surgery for twelve hours. DSS had all the Gallagher children brought to the hospital. V, Kev, Mandy, and Mickey were sitting with them all. At first Fionna had no idea why Terry Milkovich was beating her little brother to death. Then the nurse who had been given a lovely story of Fionna finding Ian beaten and bloody in an alley, told her that her brother had fresh anal tearing and bleeding as if he'd been raped. "No," she explained, "my brother is just gay." The nurse taken a back nodded and wrote that down. So after that piece of information she realized that Mickey Milkovich was probably in some half ass relationship with her little brother and that her brothers had a thing for Milkoviches.
Once Ian got out of surgery they told Fiona he would be fine. DSS realized the kids were better off with Fionna then trying to run away and getting themselves nearly killed. It was quick and painless and the state signed over custody to Fionna with monthly surprise check-ins and then eventually she'd probably be able to adopt the kids. So after she got the he will be okay but we're keeping him sedated for the next thirty-six hours. So they went home.
They were sitting in the living room, Debbie, Carl, Lip, Mandy, Kev, v, Fionna, and Mickey. "Debs, Carl," Fionna started. "Can you two go upstairs and unpack your stuff?" the two nodded glad to get away from the awkward tension that they didn't quite understand. The two ran upstairs to their respective rooms and began to unpack. "Since I assume everyone but Kev, V, and I know what's going on you are going to tell us why the fuck Terry Milkovich and his barbaric dick head friends tried to kill my baby brother." Mickey chewed on his lip and lip inhaled. Mandy looked around at the two kind of confused. Just then the door opened and Jimmy walked in. "Woe what the hell happened it feels like death in here." Fionna got up and ran to him.
"It's Ian; he got beaten nearly to death by Mandy and Mickey's dad. As far as I can tell I think Mickey and Ian are fucking or something I really don't fucking know. Oh and DSS took the kids and gave them back to me. But right now lip and Mickey are telling us what the fuck is happening. Because I am pretty sure Mandy is as fucking clueless as the rest of us."
The two sat down and lip sat forward. "So the short version is Mickey's gay, he and Ian fuck a lot." Mandy turned towards Mickey and slapped him. "YOU'RE GAY AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME!" Mickey shoved his face in his hands. "I'm. Not. Gay." Lip turned to him, "Dude you fuck my little brother almost every day and more than once on most days." Mickey looked up he was crying, but no one was going to go and point that out. "Ian was at that shitty boys home or whatever so like I told him he could stay at my house since my dad and brothers were going on a run and Mandy practically lives here." Fiona gave Lip the look. "My dad walked in and Ian and I weren't exactly clothed. He beat the sit out of Ian and they shot him and got drunk and shit. Eventually they all passed out and I went to go and get you." He motioned towards Fionna.
Hehe I hope y'all enjoyed and the next chapter will be up pretty soon and it will be basically lip and mickey working together to do possibly illegal things and some Ian/Mickey as fluffy as they can get.