A/N: Okay, I know I should be working on my other stories but after i started watching Queer as folk this idea came to me and i had to get it out. I like Brian and Justin's story but I truly love Michael and Brian.

Disclaimer: I have no ownership of them and I wouldn't want to own them because the respect the characters too much.

Michael nearly jumped when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Of all the times for it to ring! He had a plane to catch for fucks sake! Whoever it was had better be dying or worse. He looked at the ID. Okay whomever it was had better be dying, or named Brian Kinney.

"This had better be important Bri…"

"Mikey, I-"

The sounds of sirens blocked out half of what Brian was saying. 'Hold on I can't hear you what?"

"Mikey I need you I please Justin he I don't know I need…"

The tone in Brian's voice grasped at Michael's heart and twisted it hard in ways that should never be felt by anyone. "Brian what is it?"

"Mikey, please I need my best I need. I couldn't Mikey please."

Michael looked at the boarding pass and without hesitation ran out of the terminal. "Brian I'm coming it's okay."

"Mikey the hospital, there's so much blood. I couldn't stop him. I couldn't."

"Brian don't okay just go with the medics and stay with Justin he's going to need you." Michael had no clue what had happened only that Justin had been hurt and Brian was there with him. If there was blood it had to be serious.

"David he-"

"David will understand okay, just sit tight I'm on my way. I'm not going to abandon you. I'll be there soon." He ended the call and called for a cab minutes later.

The sounds of his shoes on the floor of the hospital echoed in his ears. He had asked at the nurse's station where Justin had been taken and at first they had refused to allow him up there. But after explaining he knew the blonde teen was being taken care of and he was here to support a friend they had given him the information he needed.

The ride on the elevator was tortuously slow to the point he had almost wished he had taken the stairs. The hallway seemed never ending and Brian seemed so far away. Finally he reached the chairs and sat down next to his best friend.

No words were exchanged because none were needed. Michael reached over and gently stroked the back of his best friend's head and neck taking notice of the white scarf now permanently stained red from Justin's blood.

The scarf.

That thing was a death symbol in his eyes. Pure white tainted by the redness of blood. The damn thing had nearly ended the life of Brian, his best friend the one he had promised his heart to. But at the same time it had probably been used to hold back the bleeding. So it had probably saved a life or at least prolonged it.

Michael said nothing as he saw the tears slowly escape from Brian's eyes. He held himself back from wiping away one of the tears only keeping a reassuring hand on the back of Brian's neck.

After several minutes of silent tears Michael guided Brian's head to his shoulder and wrapped his arms around his best friend's waist. He didn't know if Brian could get any comfort from this but he was willing to try anything. A small part of him desperately wanted to kiss him but he had figured he'd let Brian make the first move if he needed comfort in that form.

He said nothing when he felt Brian shift his position so he was now lying down and had rested his head in Michael's lap. The tears had stopped but the tracks were still there and Brian hadn't made any movement to wipe away the evidence of them. Michael gently ran his fingers through his best friend's soft brown locks knowing it was one of the few ways he could comfort him. He felt at lost on how to make sure Brian knew that he wasn't going anywhere. But when he felt the tightening grip on his free hand, the one that Brian had at some point taken a hold of, he knew that their bond as fragile as it may appear to be in most eyes was stronger now then it ever was.

Michael leaned down and placed gentle kisses in his best friend's hair. "I'm here, and I always will be."

"My Mikey."

It was faint but it was all Michael needed to hear. "Yes, and I will always be your Mikey."

Many men would come in their lives but the one thing that would never change between these two was that they would always be together in some way shape or form.

At least that's what Michael desperately hoped for. And in his opinion he was willing to do anything to keep things that way.

A/N: Okay I hope i stayed true to the characters. I'm only up to season 2 of the series gaining on season 3.