Summery: Brian Kinney. Successful, sex god, no attachments. But what happens when a mistake comes along. A daughter from a drunken one night stand in college.
Author's note: I do not own any character that is mentioned in this fanfic and has appeared in the TV series. This is also based on the USA version. Not UK version.
Chapter 1
"Mum?" No answer. Jordan shrugged her shoulders and dumped her bag on the side like usual. The British weather had changed dramatically over the period of an hour as Jordan Patricia Park walked home from school. Normally her mum would have been in the kitchen cooking their evening meal. But today she wasn't. Jordan shrugged it off, thinking her mum had popped out to the shop for that special ingredient she had forgotten to get the previous Saturday shopping. As Jordan shuffled down the laminated wooden flooring of the corridor, she heard the living room TV blaring.
"Mum..." If Jordan had had anything in her hand, she would have dropped it at the sight that greeted her in the living room.
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Maureen Phillips held the young girl close as they sat outside the lawyer's office. Maureen was a plump woman of 50, her hair grey and straight, but was never seen without make-up or smart office wear. Caroline Park and her daughter Jordan had always said how she never looked or acted her age and most thought her 40. Maureen was the Park's next door neighbor and had been the first that Jordan had run to when she found her mother dead on the living room floor. And she was all the young girl had left in the world.
"It will be alright love. Whoever your mother has chosen, I am sure they will be glad to look after you" As the grey haired woman finished her sentence, a young thin woman exited her office and took a seat next to Jordan.
"Now Jordan, my colleagues and I have read through the will and it clearly states that your mother wanted your birth father to look after you in case of death." Jordan looked at the blonde woman perplexed.
"But I don't know him. My mum never talked about him at all. I don't even know if he is alive." She gripped Maureen's hand tight and began to shake with nerves.
"It seems your mother knew who he was. But she wants you too find him yourself"
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"Oh very mature Brian" Michael sneered as he, Brian, Emmett and Ted sat in Woody's. Brian grinned and sipped at his beer. Just minutes earlier Brian had made a joke about Michael's current love life, or lack of it. It had been over 2 months since Michael and David had broken up, with hardly a word said between each other.
"Aw Mikey! Come on. You know I didn't mean it" Brian flashed a trade mark grin as Emmett and Ted chuckled between themselves.
"Well boys, I must be off" Brian necked back the rest of the alcoholic beverage left in the bottle and slipped on his Hugo Boss jacket.
"What! This early? We haven't even been to Babylon yet!" Michael exclaimed as Ted nearly choked on his whiskey. It had been days since they had had time to meet up and go out. Though Brian had always found time to make a quick trip to Babylon and pick up a new trick.
"I have a meeting so fucking early tomorrow. God's punishing me some how. I know it" He chuckled and kissed each of his friends on the cheek.
"I'll meet up with you pussies later." Slipping on his sunglasses her headed out of the bar and onto Liberty Avenue. It was crawling with Drag Queens, twinks and other ungodly beings as the night went on. But little did Brian know that on this crisp January evening, his life would change for good.
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Jordan Patricia Parks. Her mother had always said she had reminded her of a fallen angel. Flowing, dark, brown hair with a pale angelic face. Her icy blue eyes were something that had taken every person's breath away on her first minutes on earth. And now here she was. Pittsburgh. It was nothing like London. Looking at the paper in her hand, she got into the waiting taxi. This was the first step.
After a 30 minute drive, Jordan arrived in a pleasant neighbor hood. Children laughed and played on the streets. The taxi stopped outside a tall red-bricked house. Paying the cab driver, she got out her luggage and walked up the steps. Ringing the bell, Jordan began to bite her nails as footsteps were heard coming towards the door.
"Mel, could you answer that? Gus just threw up again." Lindsay called to her lover as she wiped up the next load of vomit Gus had unloaded onto his front. Melanie opened the door with a pleasant but confused smile.
"May we help you?" Jordan looked up wide eyed and then back down at the paper in her hand
"I...I'm looking for ... for Melanie Marcus" Melanie smiled running her hand through her dark hair.
"I'm Melanie, now how can I help?" Jordan fidgeted pulling down her jumper sleeves nervously as she looked at her
"I'm Caroline Parks daughter."
Riiight. This is my first Queer As Folk Story.
New Pen Name, New Genre I think.
Anyway, please review though I don't write souly for them.
And if there are any mistakes in there I apologize in advance