Chapter 11: untitled

I hope that everyone enjoys the latest installment of My Brother, My Lover. I am debating about changing the title. As always please read and review. Any and all criticism whether constructive or not is appreciated. Hugs and Kisses. L.Kerr

Chapter 11: Boys Gone Wild

We drove home that night, keeping a focus on Jamie and the events surrounding his disappearance. The cop had been vague; because it seemed that a young woman called in and said she had him when he arrived at a store she worked at. That was all the information he could give me. According to him, Jamie had been terrified of the police officers and would only tell his daddy what happened. All they cared about was that he was alright. If he told who took him, then they would prosecute.

The woman who called in was Millicent. According to Jamie, he was playing in the front yard when a man in a shiny silver car drove up and told asked him if his dad was home. He said he had tickets to the Bobcat game and wanted to give them to him. Jamie said that we were home and when he turned around the man grabbed him and pulled him into the car. He tried screaming but we couldn't hear him. When the car pulled to a stop, Jamie threw the door open and ran as fast as he could. He got away from the man but was lost in an unfamiliar part of town. He asked a lady where Grace Street was. The only address he had memorized was the address to Brooke's store. So he listened to the directions and ran all the way to the store. Millicent took care of him until he told her that some guy took him from his home. She immediately called the police, knowing that he would need to be checked out.

I was glad to be holding Jamie in my arms watching Nathan drive us all back home. Brooke's eyes were red, but her face was filled with such joy. Chase had his arm wrapped around her waist and his hand was lying on her stomach. She placed hers over his and stared into her eyes. I was glad to see her happy and I was excited to let her know the news. It was her more than anyone else that I wanted to share the news with. I held Jamie with my right hand and I intertwined the fingers on my left hand with Nathan's.

"We're here." Nathan called, pulling everyone out of their own daydreams and bringing them back to reality.

"Daddy, I'm scared."

"It's okay, buddy. I promise that no one will ever hurt you again."

"Yeah, buddy. We are all here to take care of you." Brooke chimed in.

"Okay. Can I go play in my room?" He asked the timidity in his voice apparent and noticed.

"Sure. We can talk about what happened today later."

"What's there to talk about? The officer said I was brave and saved myself."

"Well buddy, eventually we are going to need you to tell us who took you. Because they could do it to some other boy and we don't want that do we?"

"He won't do it again. He said it was to hurt you. He said that faggots would burn in...In…"

"You can say it Jamie." I said hoping to comfort him. I took a seat on the couch and patted the cushion next to me hoping to get his to sit with me. Brooke sat on the floor the left of me while Peyton sat on the love seat as Chase stood. "We won't be mad." Nathan left the room.

"Hell. He said "in hell" and that's a bad place. What's a faggot?"

I grabbed him close and hugged him tightly. I couldn't believe that my father had tainted Jamie so much. To tell a child that is unfathomable. "Don't worry about it."

Nathan returned holding a piece of paper. He knelt in front of Jamie and handed him a photograph. "Is this the man, Jimmie Jam?"

"Yeah, who is he daddy?" He asked, passing me the photograph.

"He is just a bad man. No need to worry."

"Yeah, why don't we go play with some of your toys, huh?" Peyton said getting up from the love seat with Chase in tow. He was adamant about spending time with him before and he seemed just as adamant now. I was glad to see them getting back with their lives. It would be therapeutic for Jamie to forget the event even though they weren't extremely traumatic they could have a negative impact.

Nathan sat in the seat, previously occupied by his son, and I lay against his chest. His arm wrapped around me and he played with the belt loop on my jeans. I watched Brooke rub her stomach, already growing an attachment to the child inside her. I closed my eyes and imagined what a great mother she would be. Nathan's hand left my jeans alone and he began rubbing circles on my stomach. Inside I was bursting at the seams to tell Brooke my news, but at the same time I wasn't. It had been such a shock and crazy thing that Nathan and I were barely able to register the information. How could I expect her or anyone else for that matter to process?

"Stop it, Broody." I heard Brooke chastise me playfully from across the room. It pulled me out of my thoughts and forced me to stare at her.

"Stop what?"

"Stop brooding and tell us whatever is on your mind."

I looked up at Nathan, searching for an answer. "Should we tell them?"

"It's nothing to be ashamed of, Babe. Sooner or later they will find out." He said kissing me lightly on the forehead.

"Why don't you get Chase, Peyton, and Jamie? Then we can share."

She cocked her eyebrow, as if trying to figure me out, and proceeded to gather the other occupants. In the few seconds it took, I had left Nathan's inviting arms and began pacing the room. I was fidgeting with my shirt and continuously ruffling me hair. Nathan got up from the couch and stood behind me. His hands met mine and I could feel my nerves begin to relax. Everyone returned and caught us standing in the middle of the room, just being in our own little world.

"Break it up you two." Peyton interrupted.

"Yeah, before this turns into a Boys Gone Wild." Brooke seconded.

"Well, I wanna be in it if it's a Boys Gone Wild." Chase yelled, clearly missing the insinuation Brooke made.

"Chase, are you trying to tell me that you're gay?" Brooke asked.

"What…no…no…"

"Good, 'cause Boys Gone Wild is an adult film geared toward the Lucas' of the world."

"Oh, okay, never mind. I don't want to do it anymore."

"Oh come on Chase, you know you wanna see them naked." Peyton teased.

"Yeah, I don't really do well with naked men. Not really my kinda thing."

"Alright. No more teasing my husband."

"Right. Chase, come here." I requested. He hesitated, but eventually he walked towards me.

"Now you can't say anything when I tell you my secret. Okay?"

"Sure."

I leaned in and whispered in his ear, something surprising but not the truth. His immediate response was to shout it out. But Nathan threw his hand over Chase's mouth the minute his mouth opened. I grabbed Peyton's hand and whispered the same secret in her ear as well as telling her to keep it a secret. I added a hint that she should play up the news.

"This is so not fair guys. I want to know what's going on." Brooke whined.

"Why?"

"I don't know. But it seems juicy. So I want to know." She said again in a whining way.

I walked toward her and grabbed her arm, guiding her toward the bedroom. I sat on the bed and began to tell her what was going on. "So I wanted you to be the first to know, because you are like my other half Brooke. You are the balance in my life and I love you for that."

"What's going on Luke? You're getting all broody on me."

"Well as you know, Dan kidnapped Jamie. But what you don't know is that he tried to kill me."

"What?" She screamed, completely shocked and aggravated. "It was the medication wasn't it?"

"Yeah, the medication he put me on actually speeds up the heart." I smiled, although the moment didn't call for it.

"Which could give you an attack at any moment? Wait, why are you smiling?"

"Because in trying to kill me, he gave me the greatest gift of all."

"Luke, have you gone loco crazy."

"Here take a look for yourself." I said handing her the two sonograms.

She stared at the pictures, cocking her eyebrow every few seconds waiting to be told it was all just a joke. "Who'd you get knocked up?"

"Brooke, they print the name of the mother on the actual sonogram. Didn't you see it?"

"Yeah, but it just has your name. You're not saying."

"Yeah, that's exactly what he is saying." Nathan answered from the doorway.

"Ohmigod, Luke. That is great." She said jumping up and down and eventually into my arms.

"Yeah, now you guys can get fat together."

"Brooke Adams does not get fat. She gets curvy."

"Well Luke here is lanky so any weight might do him some good."

"I hear screaming." Peyton called from the hallway.

"Party in the bedroom." Chase yelled walking on all fours with Jamie on his back. "So what are we celebrating?"

"Well we are celebrating the addition to our group." Nathan answered vaguely.

"Well, duh. Brooke already told us."

"Yeah, but Luke didn't tell you that he was pregnant."

"Men can't get pregnant. That's impossible." Chase said, seemingly unnerved.

"That's what we thought. But it seems that the medication the doctor gave me is designed to form a make shift uterus inside my body allowing me to carry a baby or in my case two."

"Wow. Odd and exciting." Peyton said not able to formulate sentences.

"So this is a good thing, right?" Chase asked.

"For everyone. I get to have children of my own. And as an added plus to you, whenever Brooke complains that she looks fat. Just compare her to me. I'll be huge."

"Rock on. I love that." Brooke added. "This could totally rock. I can share my experiences with someone else going through a pregnancy with me. I won't think I am fat and my best guy friend is going to be happy. I might cry."

"Please don't. We need to save them for when we're further along. I heard you can make a man do anything when you're hormonal."

"Alright. Why don't we stop right there. There will be no plotting against the guys." Nathan commanded.

"I'm a guy." I reminded him.

"Yeah, anyway. I was thinking why don't us guys, excluding Lucas who's like a girl now can go out for a guy's day out tomorrow, while you girls go shopping for baby books."

"Nathan Royal Scott, I can guarantee you that the solid piece of man meat between my legs dictates that I am a man and if you ever make a comment like that again I swear I will go all Lorraine Bobbitt on you."

"Who's Lorraine Bobbitt?" Chase asked.

"Honey, you don't want to know." Brooke answered, trying to avoid impending mental pain.

"Well I do." Peyton urged.

"Lorraine Bobbitt was a lovely woman from Anchorage who caught her husband being unfaithful." I explained.

"So?"

"Well she decided that she didn't want to share his private parts with other women and since he couldn't be trusted she decided that he would have to part with it. She chopped it off and threw it into a field."

"Oh, ouch. Did he die? What happened to it?"

"No, they eventually found it and sewed it back on."

"Alright, Luke. I get the point. No more jokes. I love you." Nathan said, kissing me on the forehead.

"Glad you learned your lesson. And if it matters, agree to your plans tomorrow."

"Guys go out and have some guy time and you girls…I mean you all go out and start getting prepared for the babies."

"Good save, and yes. Is that okay with everyone?"

Affirmations circled around the group and everyone began making their way back to the living room. Brooke and Chase gathered their things and headed out with Peyton trailing behind. I scooped Jamie into my arms and I knew it was time to make sure he understood what was going on.

"Jamie, did you hear that Aunt Brooke is going to have a baby?"

"Yeah."

"Well guess what buddy? Uncle Luke is going to be your new daddy."

"You daddy? You goin to heaben too?"

"No, buddy. I will always be your daddy but Luke is going to be your second daddy." Nathan explained holding up to fingers hoping it would make his explanation easier.

"Yay." Jamie yelled, clapping his hands wildly.

"And soon you are going to have two new brothers or sisters."

"I be big bruder?"

"Yep, you will be a big brother." I answered, kissing him on the cheek.

I stared into his little eyes and saw life again and I doubted that he would remember the trauma he went through today. We were lucky enough to have great news that would push the bad thoughts and memories out of his mind.