Disclaimer: I own nothing of the Blades of Glory or Four Brothers franchise! J

Note: This is my first fanfiction story, thought it would be interesting to see the feedback it would get with such a peculiar pairing and all, not to mention the crossover wasn't all too hard to manage, I simply had two characters I loved and wanted to put their lives together for something beautiful that I felt they deserved Jenjoy!

Breaking the Ice

Part 1 The Photo and The last message

He'd hidden the photos as swiftly and unnoticed as any Mercer brother could have. Despite Jerry's keen eye, Bobby's unwavering glare, and Angel's incurable nosiness, Jack managed to get the three pictures inside the pocket of his leather jacket without any detection. Or so he thought.

After the distribution of things their mother left behind in her will, the brothers headed to a work sight that Jerry had in mind to transform into something big, what it was, he could not remember for his mind was too far gone on his mother's last words to her younger son. Words written on the back of a photo of a child who looked quite similar to him…but wasn't.

"Hey fairy come back to town!" a rough rounded hand pushed a tuft of blonde bangs into jack's eyes. Jack blinked into the almond green orbs of his older brother who looked more amused than aggravated at his younger brother's obvious blanked mindedness. "So ya gonna tell me what adventures lurk under that mess of hair or am I gonna have to shake it outta you?" Bobby arched a tamed eyebrow, his voice forever challenging and seething with unspoken yet unbroken promises that only a person like Bobby could muster. They were standing outside Jeremy's future warehouse project, burning a smoke to pass the time leaving a bored angel behind to relish in his brothers daydream. "It's nothing man, just a lot on my mind, nothing serious." Of course this didn't get past bobby, he knew his brother too well and knew it was only a matter of time before the matter be brought up again. To Jacks relief, Jeremy and Angel walked out of the warehouse cutting off further questioning in order to get home before sundown plus it was Jeremy's turn to take his daughters to ballet practice. Bobby gave Jack a longing look, one that spoke "we'll discuss this later". He knew it too well.

Jack retreated to his room as soon as they arrived home, relieving himself of his leather jacket and boots, he sat on his bed and pulled the one of the photos out of his pocket.

A young blonde boy, no older than 18 at the least smiled up at Jack with pearly whites and sparkly ice blue eyes, very much like his own, he seemed to be poised on skates, holding a trophy with a gold medal around his neck, was he famous? He looked a lot younger than he would be by now, with a head of curly locks (Jack secretly wished his hair would curl like that) "Jeez and Bobby calls ME a fairy, he practically looks like a chic." The boy WAS quite feminine in appearance, then again even Jacks own masculinity was stunted and only marked by his last name and choice of dark attire. He took out the second picture, the boy looked a little younger here, a child less grander than the previous glowing boy, he wore a small dark jacket that made his glowing features stand out, he proudly carried a stuffed bear in one hand and held on to the hand of an older gentleman wearing elegant fur coats, black laden boots and shades propped up in a thick patch of brown hair despite it snowing in the pictures with no trace of sun. The man was looking down at the young boy with a gaze that made Jack's stomach turn, possessive, not nurturing or caring in the least. Little had he known he'd hit the nail on the head with this assumption and moved on the third photo. It was bit larger than the others and seemed the most recent, also seemed to be cut from a magazine of some sort. The man before him held the same elegance as the other two but something more. The man was mid spin in the air but the photo was pixel clear, Jack was amazed at how high off the ice the young man was, he looked almost as if he were flying in perfect form, his skates pointed downward and his arms arched over an abundance of halo curls, he was adorned in a white and blue skin tight body suit that showed his entire physic. Jack studied him with fascinated wonder, standing up from the bed unconsciously and somehow making it down the hall to the restroom where he gazed between his reflection and the man in the flight. Both had obvious masculine features, particularly in the chin area, same body structure; tall and lean but Jack could see defined muscle edged out in the young man's upper torso that even he did not possess, Jack smiled, the man was strong at least, despite as bobby would have said, his "Fairy glow". So this man was an athlete, strong and from the looks of it, quite famous. Jack sighed and turned the picture over at the words that mystified him and reminded him of his tragedy and sparked a future task that would change his life forever. "Find him". These were the last words of Evelyn Mercer to her youngest son…but why? There was nothing written on any of the other photos which lead jack to believe maybe she chose this photo on purpose, studying the photo further he noticed that a part of the magazines headline was caught in the upper parts above the man's head, Jack made the letters out as two M's and a Y. A sudden knock on the door nearly made Jack jump out of his skin, "HEY JACKIE, OTHER PEOPLE HAVE DATES WITH THE PORCLIEAN THRONE, GO JACK OFF TO PICS OF ELVIS IN YOUR OWN QUARTERS!" Jack rolled his eyes, must he always be so unnecessarily disgusting? Stuffing the pics in his pockets, he reluctantly opened the door for his older brother, still in his day clothes despite it being so late, but his eyes bore lavender circles under them, telling Jack his brother hadn't been sleeping much. "Show me." Two words that seemed to cut off his oxygen and make his head swim. "Show you what?" "Don't play dumb with me princess, I saw you hide something in your coat back at the office, let me see it." Bobby held his hand out, half expecting money or even some sort of crown jewel, instead he received three photos of a blonde boy who looked very much like his fairy, but a REAL fairy, Bobby smirked, but this was not his usual "I'm about to roast until sunrise" smirks, he KNEW something. "So you found him, huh?" Jack's eyes widened. "You….you know who he is?" Bobby's smile faded and became shadowed "ma wanted to tell you in the event that something….happened…didn't know it would be so...early" his voice trailed off, noticing Jacks eyes were getting watery and hazed over. " who is he?". There was a touchable silence between the two brothers. "He's your biological brother."

How could this be? He would have remembered having another living family member, Evelyn would have said something, hell! It would have been fairly obvious! How can two brothers go into the system and be separated without as much as a birth certificate between them! Brothers bonded only by a ghost of a memory that's now come back to haunt him.

Bobby and Jack were in Jacks bedroom, Jack staring at the photos, Bobby at his younger brother waiting to show any return back to life. "How." Was all he could muster, though his real question was "why", why had he never been told, why was this kept a secret from him and why should he need to know it now? "Here" Bobby was handing him a magazine, opened to a page that had a square cut in it, Jack looked to his other brother and back at the photo, then to the magazine, it was unreal. The room seemed to sink and disappear as jack put the photo inside its square place in the magazine. A perfect fit. His vision realigned with the name in giant blue bold letters that were cut off to reveal a name. Jimmy. Jimmy McElroy was the golden man's name. Jack had not noticed his hands shaking or the tears streaming not even Bobby's over muscled arm around shoulder. "Jimmy" he whispered quietly at the paper, he began reading the top part of article through blurred vision:

Jimmy McElroy sweeps the gold in Boston! Earning perfect 6.9.s across the charts! This champion figure skater will indeed leave his mark as one the most dominate male figure skaters in the history of the sport with his effortless grace, precision and dedication!

"The man's a fucking legacy, only 21 years old…he was adopted by some rich guy who used to train horses or some shit…." Jack quickly called to mind the man in one of the photos, making his teeth grind. "You guys were separated at birth, that's why you never really knew. When you came to us, you were so messed up kid, it was over a year before you even let ma touch you…she figured she would wait until you were older, she didn't know herself until she did a little mercer investigation….we never knew when it would be the right time to tell ….." "To tell me what? Tell me the TRUTH!?" Jack broke out of his seemingly everlasting gaze, the room was real again, the man in the picture was real, but now he asked, had his life in question been one worth the voyage alone, was the suffering worth the wait to know he was never alone in his anguish, he had a blood brother who shared his life and was the only living trace of his past in existence but because of his fragile nature in youth couldn't be told until he could do something about it….this realization pierced Jacks heart with a new kind of pain that left him barely wanting to gasp for another breath but instead strike out at the auburn head of his adopted sibling. "How about SOONER!" "Jack…" "I spent my whole life believing I had no one else out there…the least anyone could have done….. "Was give you time to heal from your wounds before we cut another one that could have ended you, he wasn't always THIS "he said pointing at the triumphed young man in the picture, "he started somewhere dark just like you, and what good would it have done if you HAD known at a time in your life you couldn't even account for your own wellbeing." Bobby wasn't an eloquent man of words but he spoke the truth, what use would it have done knowing he had brother whom he had been separated from in the midst of having been tortured some much in his own life and not being able to burst into the cold and save him if he had been in similar circumstances, it would have grieved him greatly and pushed him deeper in despair.

"He's alive Jack and you are too, that matters more than anything…who's to say that he hasn't been looking for you, you can change this now Jackie, you can find him now."

Jack dried his face, bobby was right, both he and his new found brother were alive and well, the wall had been let down that separated them only by time though it could not be ignored that the brothers lead quite polar lives. Jack was a troubled child who had scars both physical and mental that dwelt with him into adult hood, he'd been in and out of foster care homes that left him more battered with each door step he left and transferred to. Hell indeed had many doorways. Jimmy however, glowed with health and looked to be the very product of pampered wealth, to top that he was a champion gold medal figure skater!, even money had a preference. The most connection Jack had with fame was with his garage made band that hosted most underground concerts in unnamed towns with little pay and few songs to remember. That and his small reputation at hockey.

"So what now? I have a famous brother who's alive and wandering among us but…where?" Bobby stared off into space. "Last I checked he was heading to a competition in Montreal, he'll be there for a week…or so I read." "Okay and how in the hell am I getting there?" Jack had never been on a plane before let alone could afford a ticket. Bobby stood and began to exit the room. "Um, hello? Need of a little bit more than an air of mystery to get anything done…." How did Bobby know all this? What else is his older brother hiding from him? Better yet, what on earth did he have in mind, Jack wasn't sure he wanted any of those questions answered and tried not to allow more in when Bobby threw a black duffle bag his way. "Pack your bags fairy boy, we got a flight to catch."

To be continued at a later time

Note: AGAIN, this is my very first fan fiction story, I was VERY nervous, never been open about my work but here you have it! Will update with a new chapter at my earliest convenience.

Thanks for reading! J