Don't stop looking for
love
It can be found, in the strangest places
Just when you've
given up
Along comes a miracle that turns
Your life around
So
don't stop looking for love
(lyrics by Billy
Mann)
"Kinney."
"Hi
Brian, it's Lindsay."
"Hi Lindz, what's up?"
"I
need a favor."
"Oh, what kind?"
"Could you
pick Gus up from the daycare tomorrow? You know, Mel's in that
conference in New York and I really need to go to this meeting that
just came up."
"Yeah no problem. What time?"
"At
five. I'll pick him up at 9 pm at the latest."
"Okay. Do
I need to know something special?"
"No, I call to the
daycare and let them know you'll pick Gus up. And Brian, thanks for
doing this on such short notice."
"Well he's my son too,
you know."
"Yeah, I know. I have to run now but I'll see
you tomorrow evening then."
"Yeah, see you.
Bye!"
"Bye!"
At the daycare center
When Brian got to the daycare center, there were
quite a lot of kids in front of the building waiting for their
parents. Brian scanned the group but didn't see Gus.
"Daddy!"
Gus exclaimed and run towards Brian.
Brian scooped the little boy
in his arms. "Hey Sonny Boy! Did you have a nice day?"
"Yeah,
we had apple pie for desert. It was sooo good!"
"That's
nice."
"Hi."
Brian moved his gaze from Gus to
the bluest eyes he'd ever seen. "Hey."
"I guess
you're Gus' father."
"Yeah, Brian Kinney", Brian
said extending his hand to the blonde.
"Justin Taylor",
Justin said shaking Brian's hand. Justin felt a jolt of electricity
flowing from the handshake. 'God I'm so easy; a little handshake
and I'm all jello.'
"Do you need to see an ID or
something?" Brian asked.
Justin smiled. "I don't think
that's necessary, I trust Gus' word."
Brian tried to move his
attention from the blonde back to Gus. "So Gus, are you ready to
go?"
"Yes, I wanna have pizza and milkshake and ice
cream!"
"I bet you do! Well, we'll see about that."
Brian turned to look at Justin again. "Well I think we're going
then."
"Gus, didn't you forget something?" Justin
asked.
Gus looked a bit perplexed.
"Your backpack",
Justin helped.
"Oh", Gus said. "Daddy, down."
Brian put Gus down and Gus fetched his little backpack. "I'm
ready now", Gus said proudly.
"Okay, we're off then. It
was nice to meet you Justin."
"Yeah, you too."
"Bye
Justin", Gus said waving his hand.
"Bye Gus, see you
tomorrow."
Brian and Gus walked over to Brian's car and
Justin stood on the spot watching them. He couldn't take his eyes off
of Brian. Catherine walked to Justin and saw where his eyes were
locked.
"I guess you met Brian Kinney."
"Umm..."
She
gave a little laugh. "Don't worry, I was like that too when I
first met him. He's so fucking hot — especially in those expensive,
tailored suits. Too bad he's no good for me but I think you have way
better chances."
Justin came out of his little bubble. "Yeah
right. He can have anyone he wants, why on earth would he want me?
I'm so out of his league."
"Oh come on Jus, you're just
as good as he is. You have to give yourself a little credit."
"Yeah
yeah, whatever."
"You should ask him out."
Justin
huffed. "Yeah right, in my dreams maybe. Besides, Brian Kinney
doesn't 'do' dates so there's no point."
"Oh. Well then
you should go to Babylon or Woody's or wherever you guys hang around
and sweep him of his feet there."
"Christ Cath, what's
this all about? Is someone giving you a commission or something?"
"I
wish — I could use the money. Anyway Justin, you really need to get
laid."
"Catherine!"
"What? It's been two
months since Matt."
"So?"
"So it's been two
months since you got laid."
"How do you know when I get
laid and when I don't? I could've been in the backrooms every night
for all you know."
"Well have you?"
"Well
no but..."
"No buts. Wait, maybe butts is just what you
need."
"Very funny."
"I think you should go
for it; you've got nothing to lose."
"Yeah, except my
dignity."
"Let me say one thing. With that attitude,
you'll get nowhere so you'd better change it."
"Okay,
I'll think about it."
"Great! And Justin?"
"Yeah?"
"I
want an invitation to your wedding."
"Fuck off!"
At the Peterson-Marcus residence
"I want
Justin!"
"Honey, you see Justin every day. Besides, I
thought you liked Katie."
"I like Katie but now I want
Justin", Gus said with pleading eyes.
Lindsay sighed. "Okay,
I'll call Justin and ask him if he can come. But if Justin can't
come, I'll call Katie, okay?" Lindsay knew better than talk
about 'babysitting' because Gus had made clear on various occasions
that he wasn't 'a baby' anymore.
"Okay."
"Good.
You go and play and I make the call."
"Hello, this
is Lindsay Peterson-Marcus. Could I talk to Justin Taylor, please?"
... Oh, well could you give me his phone number, I really need to
speak with him. ... Okay, thank you. Goodbye!"
Lindsay
dialed Justin's number.
"Justin Taylor."
"Hi
Justin, it's Lindsay Peterson-Marcus, Gus' mother. You remember
me?"
"Sure I remember."
"I'm sorry to
bother you in your free time."
"It's okay. Can I help
you with something?"
"Umm... yeah. I was wondering if
you did any babysitting, I mean in your free time?"
"No,
not usually."
"Okay well that's fine then, I won't
bother you anymore."
"Wait! Do you need a babysitter?
I'd love to come if you need me."
"Would you? I mean we
do have a regular babysitter but this time Gus asked especially for
you."
"He did?" Justin was a bit surprised.
"Yes
he did. He gave me a very pleading look and I just couldn't refuse so
I promised to at least ask you."
"Yeah, I've come
familiar with that look."
Lindsay and Justin decided that Justin would come to babysit Gus the next day. Lindsay was relieved that Justin agreed to come 'cause she hated disappointing her son.
