When You Least Expect It

A/N: Well basically, the general consensus of your guys' thoughts was that this story was to be continued! Haha so I got to work immediately and here it is! I don't know how I feel about it…but I hope you guys will be pleased lol here's hoping! Enjoy!

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Frozen

"Paul?"

Everyone turned to look at him then, but Paul's eyes widened and he paled, "G-Garrett?"

"You know each other?" Sam asked curiously.

"Garrett?" Jacob asked, grabbing Paul's hand, "As in…Garrett?"

He didn't get an answer, as Paul seemed completely zoned out, but one look at the way the boys seemed to hide behind his and his boyfriend's legs was all the answer he needed and before anyone could really understand what was going on, Jacob was already charging towards the man.

-Earlier That Day-

"Why did I agree to this? Tell me, please, because I can't seem to wrap my head around the fact that I'm meeting your family today." Paul murmured dryly as him and Jacob helped the twins comb their hair.

"Well, because I've spent every free minute with you and the boys and I've missed more than a few of the Sunday get togethers…" Jacob smiled down at Peter as he played with the toy dinosaur he'd given him at their first meeting, "But, anyway. They would like to meet the guys that have been consuming all of my time. So they told me to invite you; I invited you; you accepted."

"Go get your shoes, boys." Paul told them, shifting on the couch to look at his boyfriend with an intent glare, "As for you, smartass…"

"Aw, baby, c'mon!" Jake laughed at Paul's sudden, obvious burst of nerves. Scooting closer, he wrapped an arm around his lover and pressed a kiss to his temple, "You and the boys have become a big part of my life, babe, and my family just wants to meet the people that have made me so happy; that's all it is."

Shifting to rest his forehead against Jacob's, Paul sighed and worried his bottom lip, "I guess I'm just worried that they won't like me; or they won't like the boys…or they won't want us to be together because…"

Before Jacob could question him further, the twins came bouncing back, dropping down in front of them, waiting to be walked through the shoe tying process.

"So," Paul began again, having brushed his sudden rush of insecurity aside—for the time being at least—"walk me through your family again. The relations, I mean."

Chuckling, Jacob nodded, "Right, so there's my dad, Billy and his wife Sue. My mom died giving birth to Rebecca—my younger sister. You know Rachel, obviously, but she won't be there today. So, Sue was married before, but her husband had a heart attack, and left her a widow when I was still at a young age—like, maybe nine or ten. She had two kids with him, Leah and Seth. So when they got married, we all kinda just became one big family. All the kids got along so you know that was a big relief for them. My dad owns his own construction company, and they're pretty upscale so that helped to get us all settled in, ya know? Leah is married to some guy she met at college and they often travel around a lot, so I don't know when you'll be meeting her. Seth is gay, he's small but he's one hell-of-a business man. He ended up marrying a guy he met while he was overseeing the final stages of a project; Sam—his husband—was the foreman and so they spent a lot of time together and one thing led to another…" Jacob trailed off with a shrug and a smile as he reached over to undo the knot Brady had formed with his laces.

Eventually, they were able to get on the road. Paul was sure that he had some kind of idea as to understanding the complicated relationships going on within his lover's family. He was nervous, but he had to say that he was happy about this step. Hell, the past few days had brought along a number of important steps for them as a couple.

It all started with their first night of being intimate together. Even thinking about it now made Paul blush and twitch in his pants. It really had been amazing. The next morning they'd shared a shower—which was somewhat tight pressed in Paul's small shower—and they'd exchanged quick hand-jobs and washed each other's backs. Jacob was as affectionate and attentive as ever and there was no way that Paul could truly say no to his request that he and the twins come with him to the Sunday brunch with his parents. Did that mean that he wasn't totally freaking out at the thought of meeting his boyfriend's family? Of course not.

He was a wreck on the inside, a bundle of jumpy nerves and knots. On top of everything else that he was feeling, he had this sense of dread bubbling up in the pit of his stomach. As if there was some kind of big event that would just mess up his streak of happiness. He wrote it off as being worried about meeting Billy and Sue Black, but in the back of his mind he didn't want to truly admit that he knew it was something more than that.

Jacob, on the other hand, was on cloud-nine as happy as he was. He had an amazing new guy in his life, two amazing kids that he was more than happy to take care of, and then there was the realization the other night that he truly did love Paul, Brady, and Peter. This meeting between his boys and his family would only make things better. He knew Paul was nervous that something would go wrong today and that his dad or Sue or someone wouldn't like him or the kids, but he knew that was impossible. With their personalities, they'd win over anyone's heart. He knew from experience.

This weekend held great things, Jacob thought wryly as he squeezed Paul's hand in his own. Albeit, there was one thing that he was hoping they could get into sometime tonight. Garret. The mystery ex hadn't really crept into Jacob's thoughts until recently when he'd heard the name while watching some TV show late last night. He felt that if they were truly going to continue to move forward, then he had a right to know just how much the man affected Paul's and the twins' lives.

He felt Paul tense up as soon as he parked in front of the blue two story house. The whole time they took to get the kids out of the car was spent with him mumbling and taking deep breaths.

"Looks like Sam's here." I said calmly as I hoist Brady up, desperately trying to soothe all of their nerves. "My little sister lives close by so she probably walked over."

At the doorstep, Jacob wrapped his free arm around Paul's waist to pull him as close as he could without squeezing the kids between them, "Relax babe; just be yourself and they'll love you."

Before the father could reply with anything, the doctor had swooped in to claim his lips in a quick kiss—or at least that's what it was meant to be, but at the first touch of tongue on tongue the flood gates released and they only closed when Peter shifted and tugged at Paul's collar, "I'm slipping!"

Pulling away with breathless chuckles, they resituated the boys and with a few quick words of reassurance and an excited grin, they walked into the house.

The next events happened in smooth succession for Paul and he really felt as though he had wasted all that time worrying over nothing.

And then the other shoe dropped.

The second Garret had walked into the room, Paul's heart dropped to his feet and bile rose up in his throat. He froze. His breathing stopped. He didn't make a sound. As if somehow if he stayed completely still and quiet that the man from his past would simply disappear, that he would simply wake up from whatever dream or hallucination he'd slipped into.

He could make out the faint conversation going on around him but everything sounded blended together and foreign.

His eyes dropped to his kids and suddenly Paul felt Jacob's comforting warmth leave his side and he felt sick. Was this really what this was all about? It was just Jacob and Garret working to turn him into a bigger fool than he already was.

He couldn't handle this happening to him, not again, and not with Jacob. He could barely stomach the thought of what would happen if he stayed there for another second.

Without looking back to where he was sure Garret, Jacob, and Jacob's family were in the room, he reached down to pick up his kids and open the door to escape whatever humiliation he could.

He didn't see, however, that Sam had also moved out to take his son away from the conflict. Sam didn't know what to think when he noticed that his brother in-law's boyfriend was hastily making his way away from the house entirely.

Curious, Sam followed, "Paul!" He called out and watched as the other man's steps faltered before he stopped to turn curiously towards Sam.

His expression was so hurt and fearful that Sam approached the man cautiously, as someone would a wounded animal as not to scare him away.

"Going somewhere?" Sam asked softly, placing his son down onto his own two feet.

"I…you…Garret and Jacob…just, I didn't want the kids to see anything crazy." Paul stumbled through his explanation as he repeated Sam's actions with his own kids.

Brady and Peter stared curiously at Riley, both smiling towards this new person that was their own age.

"So you had to walk down the block for that?" Sam asked with a quirked eyebrow, "I was just going to take my son out around to the back-yard so he could play…you're welcome to come along. Don't worry about noise…when the back door and kitchen windows are closed, they won't hear a peep."

"I…" Paul desperately searched for an excuse to make as to why he couldn't do that, why he couldn't go back to that house, and why he couldn't remain around Jacob.

"Look, I can obviously see that there's something going on between you, my brother, and my friend. If I would have known that there was something there, I wouldn't have invited Garret. For that I apologize although I don't know how I could've known. Just come with me back to the house, sit with the kids in the back yard and I'll take Garret home."

They spent a several moments simply staring at each other while their kids did the same. Paul didn't know if he could trust Sam's explanation of things, but then again what reason did he have to lie?

On the other hand…what reason did he have to tell the truth?

Seeing the inner battle going on in Paul's eyes, Sam smiled softly and extended a hand, "Trust me. My husband would never forgive me if I messed up his brother's relationship."

"You dirty son-of-a-bitch!" Jacob growled as he shoved Garret up against the nearest wall, "How dare you to even show your fucking face around him after what you did!"

"Get the fuck off of me!" Garret shouted, shoving his hands against Jacob's chest. "I don't even-" he was cut off as he was pulled back only to be slammed back, all of the air in his lungs rushing out in a whoosh.

"Don't act fucking dumb you piece of shit!"

"Jacob, son, calm down!" Billy appeared gripping his sons shoulder in an attempt to control his temper.

"Rebecca!" Sue called urgently, "Find Sam!"

Sam was gone? Jacob looked around and noticed that not only was Sam gone from the room, so were Paul, Brady and Peter.

Suddenly he stumbled as Garret dislodged his grip and averted his attention back to Garret. He shoved the doctor back and looked as though he was about to hit him until Billy appeared knocking his hand away as he pulled it back.

"You think that's a good idea?" He asked seriously with a glare.

Garret didn't speak up, simply glared and continued breathing heavily.

"Now, here's what's going to happen right now. You're gonna get out of my house; you're not going to come back. I'll call you a cab; meanwhile you'll be waiting out by Sam's car. Understand?"

A nod was the only response Billy Black received before he stepped aside, keeping a stern watch on the man as he stormed out of the house.

"Now…" Billy turned back to his son, "how about telling me what that was all about?"

"He just did something wrong to…Paul…shit! Paul!" He called out as he passed through the door, remembering that his boyfriend had left the house at some point. "Babe!"

To his immense relief he found him walking up from down the block with Sam and all three kids. Garret was in the opposite direction, waiting as Billy had demanded.

Paul looked nervous, scared, and embarrassed all at the same time. It killed Jacob, and the doctor couldn't resist crushing his boyfriend into a tight embrace.

"Babe, fuck I'm so sorry. I can't even…I'm so sorry baby, please forgive me. If I had any idea that he would be there I wouldn't have-"

"Shh," Paul shushed his boyfriend, nuzzling his neck, and wrapping his own arms around Jacob, "You didn't know. We didn't know. But…he left, right?"

"Yeah babe, he's gone." Jacob returned the affectionate nuzzling, "But if you want to go home, we can go. It's not-"

Sam cleared his throat, drawing both of their attention to his amused expression, "Mom already cooked, so you might as well just stay. But if you guys need a moment…I'll take the kids back."

"Thanks, bro." Jake nodded, and Sam chuckled, taking the boys all back towards the house. Without wasting another moment, Jake crushed his mouth to Paul's and pushed every emotion they were feeling at the moment into their kiss.

It was strong, needy, desperate, passionate, and emotional all rolled into one. It was the reassurance that both men needed in order to know that despite recent events, things between them were as solid as ever.

"I don't know how I'm going to face your family after all that." He whispered, resting his forehead on Jacob's shoulder.

"Eh, don't worry about it. Living with five kids, my family are expects crazy shit to go on."

A/N: Thoughts? Haha hopefully you guys like it and please review to let me know what you thought, why you liked it or not! Uhm, where do you guys see this story going? Do you see it ending sooner or later? Just…where do you see it going? Haha please review and let me know!

Notoriously Yours,

GoinnGaGa