Hey, hey, hey! I feel so ashamed of myself! It's been sooo long since I've updated but I promise you that these stories/series will not just end abruptly I will inform all you faithful ones when we reach the end. But until then, here's an idea I've come up with! Beck and André and no there will be no slash, fluff (of a romantic nature) or 'sword fighting'! It is a Family Fic! I mean they are best friends right? So why aren't there any Best friend fics about these two, huh?

Anyway here you go!

Btw: It's AU

I call this: Brothers!


André Oliver walked into the kitchen and greeted his mother and father who gave him a happy smile and gestured him to his seat which he did still half asleep. His mother; Angie Oliver had a tiny frame and dark wavy hair which grew down her back and bright hazel eye's while his father, Fred Oliver had dark nearly black eyes, broad shoulders, a neatly trimmed beard and as an added he had a dark tan which made him look exotic, which was pretty weird combination when you consider his heavy Canadian accent.

Angie put a plate of bacon, eggs and toast in front of André who almost fell off his chair from his exhaustion. Watching her son slowly pick up a fork and miss his eggs multiple times before getting right, she couldn't help but giggle and placed a plate down in Beck's place, who hadn't come down yet. She looked over at her husband who was reading the morning paper, clearing her throat loudly; Fred lazily looked up at her before noticing that his other son hadn't arrived yet, he then looked at André and saw him pick up a piece of bacon and miss his mouth completely and almost falling face first into his breakfast.

"Son, where's your brother?" Fred asked André amused by his son's antics.

"Sleeping." He said simply as he slowly moved the bacon to his mouth so he wouldn't miss it a second time.

"We warned you two to go to bed last night." Angie laughed.

André grinned sheepishly at her before answering.

"We're 17, and males, it's what we do."

Both the parents laughed at his statement. Fred then looked up at the clock in the kitchen and noticed how it was nearly time for the two boys to leave.

"Would you like to do it this morning or shall I?" Fred asked his wife with a sly grin.

"Well I'd love to." Angie replied happily.

André watched his mother fetch a bucket and fill it with ice and cold water, he gave a rather large shudder and then finished his breakfast as fast as he could so he could get into the shower before Beck woke up, he loved his brother but the boy needed to learn how to shower faster. Practically gulping his breakfast André made a sprint for the bathroom as he reached the door he heard a loud, rather girlish squeal coming from his brother room, followed by his mother's maniacal laugh.

After a rather interesting morning the two brothers were on their way to their school Hollywood Arts High school to be exact. Now André and Beck were in the same year and they were but they weren't twins, in fact André's birthday was on the 11th of August whereas Beck's was on the 29th of September. The reason, well you see André and Beck had always seen each other as family no matter what remarks people made, the biggest was usually "But you're white and his black how can he be your brother?" that question made André's blood boil, just because of the color of his skin people teased Beck and himself about their family history and made up ridiculous rumours about their family affairs.

André was black and the Oliver's were white so what? He had a family and that's all that matters. André always shudders at the thought of growing up alone with nobody there to comfort him. I guess it's a good thing his 'family' picked him up as a baby.

Flashback

Fred, Angie and little Beck Oliver were taking a nice stroll around their neighbourhood, it was a beautiful summer's day and they hadn't had a chance to take walk around since Beck was born but he was currently being held tightly by his mother in a bundle of blankets Beck was now 3 months old and very much enjoyed seeing new areas, hearing new sounds and smelling new tastes.

The Oliver's claim that it was god above who persuaded them to go through the park that day, then also pushed them onto a small dirt path which wasn't really used due to the bush blocking the view, but they had found it and on a whim decided to go check it out. They were still young, sort of, in a way. So they manoeuvred around the bush with Angie skilfully holding onto Beck made it passed before her husband.

They were about halfway down the path when they heard crying, not just any crying a baby crying; they both looked at Beck, who looked just as confused as them as if he were saying 'Hey, it wasn't me!' They heard it again and looked around with worry evident on their faces, they were worried someone had lost their baby and that they were probably, turning the entire park over looking for them.

They continued searching until, Angie gave a frightened gasp as she frantically calling Fred over, when her husband had joined her, his eyes widened to an almost impossible size, there in front of them laid a baby, wrapped in blankets and a small note pinned to the little guy. Without thinking twice Fred bent down and picked up the little baby, and unclipped the note, holding the dark skinned child in one arm while he opened the letter with the hand and read out loud.

"Hello, my name is André; my mom had to give me up because she couldn't afford to keep me while she tried to feed heroin addiction. Please, whoever you are reading this letter take care of me, I just turned 3 months a couple of days ago. I'm a good boy, please someone, anyone will you love me?"

Fred finished reading and Angie had tears welling up in her eyes while she looked at the little boy in her husband's arms he was still crying, but not as viciously as he had been before they found him. Quickly pulling Fred who was holding little André and trying to calm him at the same time she led him to a restroom and took the crying bundle, gave Beck to his father and proceeded to change André diaper. Angie gave another sob as she saw how malnourished he seemed, he was so, so very skinny, after changing him, she gave him one of Beck's bottle's and watched in awe as he practically swallowed the bottle whole.

After his or Beck's bottle, baby André had calmed down and was now staring at the woman who held him, cautiously he reached out and put a small hand on her cheek and gave a toothless smile, Angie couldn't help but smile at the small boy who was already warming up to her after a couple of minutes. She gave André to Fred who hesitated for a second before swapping with his wife, he looked at the small boy in his arms who stared at him with a determined look, after a few seconds André grabbed at Fred's nose and broke down into a fit giggles at the strange man's face. Fred had been caught off guard but after hearing the laughter from the small boy he made a funny face as baby André laughed one more time.

"So what do we do now?" Angie asked her husband.

"Take him to a hospital, get him checked out then see what our options are." He replied while he tickled the baby.

The couple rushed off to the car, Fred gave André to his wife as she sat in the back seat of their car and watched as the two babies in her arms stared at each other, she really hoped there wouldn't be a fight for attention or dominance between the two, but there was no such luck, the two boys stared then started having what seemed to be a very serious discussion about the word 'Goo' as it was used quite a lot in the dialog.

After a 10 minute drive, André had passed out and was grasping onto Angie for dear life. When they reached the doors of the hospital Fred had taken André for a bit until they spotted Angie's sister, Cindy, a nurse who worked in the hospital. After explaining the entire situation, Cindy's heart practically melted as she watched the baby grabbing at Fred's fingers as he poked his tummy.

Promising that she'd take good care of baby André, Fred handed her the baby who immediately looked wounded as he stretched his arms out for Angie or Fred to take him, he didn't like this lady who took him away, as he started fighting his way out of the woman's hands who had taken him he looked Angie straight and cried "Mama!"

Angie felt her heart give a huge jolt, Beck hadn't even said the words yet and he was her biological son, her eyes burned with tears as she watched Cindy take away a screaming André.

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"André, bro you okay?" Beck asked bring André back from the story his parents had told him about the time they had adopted him.

"Yeah, oh look here comes the gang." He said hoping Beck wouldn't ask what he had been thinking about.

André loved his brother, but he was so scared that if he ever found out that Beck wouldn't want anything to do with a junkie's son. The thought made him sick to his stomach, the Oliver's had given him everything he could ever ask for; love, hope, a family. His thoughts were broken by his beautiful girlfriend Tori Vega smacking her lips on his while Beck's girlfriend Jade West shot him a very Jade like smile and finger wave which he returned with a head nod and a smile. Cat and Robbie the other couple had also come up to greet before they all headed down to their first class.

The day went on and on for André, he just wanted to get home and sleep some more and finish his homework before his brother could challenge him to yet another Call of Duty online battle. Finally the bell rang, signalling the end of the school day;André gave Tori a long hug and kiss and told her he'd be over at her house on Saturday to work on the song they had to write for their creative music writing class and that she better have the cocoa ready or he'll leave and never come back, she gave him a playful slap on the arm before kissing him and leaving with her sister Trina.

André waited by Becks car, he knew it'd be a long wait so he started thinking the story he'd been thinking about before Beck interrupted him.

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The moment they felt the hospital the Oliver's felt an immense stab of pain in their chests, in a period of an hour little André had already such an effect on them. Making their way home, baby Beck had fallen asleep in his mother's arms but even he seemed a little hurt that they took André away.

Finally reaching their home, Angie made her way upstairs to put her little boy to sleep in his room. Coming back down she found her husband on the phone he saw his wife's curious face and mouthed 'Cindy' she practically ran over to Fred and snatched the phone out of his hand, "Cindy! How is he? Is he crying? Do we need to come down there? Cause we will also, is he healthy? He looked so sickly C!" Angie asked all those questions and made all those statements in one breath before turning blue in the face and having her husband remind to take a breath so she wouldn't pass out.

Cindy had expected this behaviour and had her co-workers ask her a bunch of questions in a panicked and rushed tone as practise; she still found it hard to follow her sister but could answer all her questions.

"Okay Angie, he is doing fine, he's been asleep for a while now, so no he isn't crying. No, no need for you to come down, and besides that would just be cruel for the poor kid especially how he cried the first time you left, he is underfed and was very dirty but his clean and as full as a gas tank- no wait bad example. My point is that he's been fed. And lastly, he was suffering from a minor case of a head cold but it seems to be getting better thankfully." Cindy finished waiting for her sister's reply.

Angie gave a happy sigh, "So when can we see him?" she asked happily.

Cindy winced slightly at the question. "Angie, that's the thing, I don't think you should, this kid-"

"André" Angie interjected in a hurt tone.

"…André is an orphan; he needs to be taken to the orphanage. I'm sorry A." Cindy said.

Angie looked at her husband with tears in her eyes as she nodded, "I understand, thanks C." with that she hung up the phone.

"So…?" Fred asked, his Canadian accent filled with concern.

"Well he's okay, nothing major." She said happily.

"But we can't see him and he's going to an orphanage." She finished with a massive sob. Fred knew André made an excellent first impression on Angie, even Fred felt heart-broken at the news, but what could they do? They had Beck and he was already a handful, two babies would practically be suicide.

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"… Bro seriously, what's wrong?" Beck questioned snapping André back once again.

"What? Oh nothing man I told you I'm fine." André gave his 'I'm serious' grin, but Beck didn't buy it. He knew André for 17 years and he knew when his bro was lying to him and right now, something was really bothering him. Beck couldn't place his finger on it, but decided to let it go. Getting into the car, André followed suit and sat in the passenger side and looked out the window as the car started moving, his mind went back to what he had been thinking about.

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A couple of days passed and the young couple had little Beck in the family room playing with his toys, while they talked.

"So? What do you think?" Angie asked Fred who was watching his son playing with a toy racing car.

"I don't know, honey. We're already swamped with Beck and both our jobs, plus we don't know if someone adopted him already." Fred replied quietly which Angie knew meant he was really thinking about the offer.

Just then the phone rang and Angie answered, "Hello? Oh hey Cindy, what's up? What, how? It's only been a week! Ok I'll- I'll talk to Fred. Okay bye." Angie hung up the phone and looked towards Fred with tears in her eyes.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" the Canadian man asked his wife. She looked at him and he could see pain in her eyes, standing up and embracing her he asked again what the matter was.

"Cindy says, there's a family that's looking to adopt our little André, Fred." She said in a broken voice.

"Honey he was never ours…" he started but got cut off by his wife.

"He called me 'Mama'! André called me mama within an hour." Her voice cracked again. Fred was a strong believer in fate, he believed Angie was his soul mate, he believed that if you good on to others good will come to you, his thoughts were stopped when he heard little Beck speak for the first time.

"Unday! Unday!" the little baby called looking around. Fred stared at him for a moment as Beck continued calling out for the other little boy he had met only a week ago.

That was all Fred needed, Angie couldn't speak she was completely shocked at what Beck had said and didn't notice her husband step away from her and pick up the phone, she turned her head slowly and looked at him questionably.

"Hello Cindy," he started, "Tell the family that it is too bad for them because we would like to bring little André home instead." Angie silently gave him a huge bear hug and whet to pick up Beck who was still screaming out for 'Unday'.

"Come on baby, we're gonna go get little André right now." Angie called happily while Beck gave a loud squeal and laughter at the name she mentioned.

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André was snapped out of reality when they had reached home, getting out of the car he walked over to Beck and gave him the biggest hug ever.

"Hey, what's this all about?" Beck asked returning the brotherly hug.

"I love you man, thanks for being my bro and having my back!" André said slapping Beck on the shoulder.

Beck gave a small laugh, "Hey that's what brothers' are for, now come on man, we're in public." Beck joked, to which André laughed and let him go punching him lightly in the arm.

"COD online challenge?" André smirked at his brother.

"Oh you are so on!" Beck said running for the door and bolting up the stairs with André hot on his heels.

Meanwhile Angie and Fred were sitting in the living room when the two burst through the door and ran up the steps smiling at one another they gently shook their heads at the argument happening upstairs.

"So, think we made the right choice?" Fred laughed.

"Beck, no come on man my arm! OW BECK GET BACK HERE!"

"Catch me, slow pok- okay, okay, okay you win, you win, you- AAAH NOT MY HAIR!"

Laughing Angie looked at her husband before answering, "The best choice ever."