I know you guys are expecting a normal up date, but my computer crashed and I lost the whole story and sadly I will be foreced to discontinue the story...well that was what as happening to my smart ass self kicked in and figured out how to up load and fix a whole bunch of shit. So I got the story back and everything is well. I was a little shaken and that's why I am not aknowledging your reviews one by one like i normally do. But please note, I still enjoy them all.

Chapter 27: Evil And A Heathen

Well your teeth are black with wine

As you place those lips on mine

And the moon hangs heavy and forbidden

High on the night of our lives

"Wake up, wake up." Some one kicked him .

Marco coughed. " What?"

"Come on Marco, wake up"

"What are y-" Marco's eyes snapped open only to be obscured into smoke.

Fire.

His house was on fire.

The first thing that flashes through a parent's mind is to get their children.

"Jake?" He yelled, getting up and searching through the darkened house.

"Is he still in there?" Some one else asked.

Marco looked around, stumbling out of his room and into the hall way, the whole place was burning. He felt against the hot walls until he reached Jake's room," Jakey?" He called out blindly," Jakey, where are you?"

"Someone should go inside and get him!" Another person yelled.

"How? We'd die on contact, how do we even know he's still alive?"

"Fuck that" The person yelled, bursting through the doors of the house and came inside," Marco!" They screamed out," Are you…alive?" Well, that was a rather stupid question in a serious situation like this.

"Where's Jake?" Marco yelled out again.

"Gone!" The person yelled.

Marco dropped to the floor, in sobs, up set beyond words at the fact that Jake was gone…

Marco sat in the hospital while the nurse checked up on him. " I'm fine, miss, an I please just know where is my son-"

"We can't seem to find him, sir, now please lay back down-" She pushed gently.

"I'm fine" Marco repeated again, getting off the bed and running a hand through his hair," Tell me, my son can't just disappear into thin air even in a fire…"

"I don't know sir-" She stopped, it was no use.

Marco was already out the door.

"Where's Ryan?" Marco demanded.

Andy spun around, engulfing the boy into his arms," We were worried shitless about you!"

Marco hugged him back genuinely," I'm okay, really" His voice softened," Where's Ryan…matter of fact, everybody else?"

"Michael and Robert are missing…the kids are down the hall in the children's room and Ryan's in there" Pete said, pointing to a room down the hall," Apparently after you two fell asleep your little son the arsonist lit fire to a picture of him and Michael and threw it to the floor, we have no idea where he is…" He paused to take a breath," Ryan hurt himself while pulling you out, you passed out from the heat, apparently the same wrist that got burned before…"

"Fuck" Marco breathed out. " And the house?"

"Is repairable…but where are you going to get the money from to do that? Especially before your mom comes home…" Andy trailed off.

Marco thought for a second, his mind working overdrive." I always did work best under pressure"

"His mind is working…" Andy smiled.

"Andy, go get the kids, Pete go see if you can find Michael and Robert, they couldn't have gotten far. I'm gonna pull some strings and check on Ryan" Marco said, pulling out his cell phone. As his pace quickened down the hall he rolled his tongue around in his mouth, there was going to be hell to pay.

His kid was either missing or dead.

Hell, damnit!

"Hey, Less! It's your favorite fashiona, is that place still welcome for me"

"Don't touch it" Ryan moaned as he rolled in the bed to his side.

Marco touched his wrist anyway, " I'm sorry, does it hurt?"

Ryan shrugged," What do you think?"

"Okay, I deserve that" Marco said, sitting on the bed next to him and cradling his wrist." Thank you…for you know, saving my life and all. It seems unfair that I didn't get hurt and you did"

"All in a superhero's day's work" Ryan said with a genuine smile.

Marco kissed him on the lips," Well then, superhero, up for another adventure?"

" I found Mikey…." Pete walked into the room, He stopped when he saw Marco kissing Ryan. " Him and Robert are at the house…or what's left of it…um…Michael is crying…and I uh- I'll be with Andy" He closed the door.

"What's the matter with him?" Marco asked, confused.

"I don't know" Ryan lied. He rubbed his wrist," What- where are we going?"

"Hollywood"

"And Jake?"

"Isn't dead, I have a clue if I want to find him. I'm afraid I might kill him if I see him now…" Marco trailed off, sniffling a little bit, "Come on" He took his hand and hoisted him up," The faster we leave here the better"

"Stop, stop cry- crying—Michael!" Robert stammered uneasily, tripping on the side walk as Michael slipped against the stop pole down to the floor to look at Marco's house completely in ruins. As he picked himself up he noticed that Michael was shaking a little bit, " Jake-y Jake, take me to Jake" He said softly, his eyes fluttering as he grabbed Robert's arms.

"I don't know where he is" Robert said quietly, looking Michael up and down, he seemed really upset.

"I'll lead you, just take me…" Michael said, suddenly out of breath.

"Fine, let me just try and call Pe-"

"No, I need to see him now" Michael some what moaned out softly.

Robert grabbed his arm gently," Can you walk at all, I mean that crutch doesn't look"
Michael pulled the crutch up under his arm and grabbed Robert's hand with the other," Just…don't let go of me, okay?" His voice is uneven as he begins to walk, Robert half holding him.

Robert nodded again, " I don't understand, Michael" He said, his breath also strained.

"I can't explain it. He gets to me, okay?" Michael sighed out," But I'm in control sometimes, I can- I won't keep doing this…"

"Doing what?" Robert asked.

"Saving him" Michael gasped, taking a step backwards before going forward again.

"You can't always be a hero" Robert sighed out.

"Yeah, but I can try" Michael said, looking up at Robert again with pleading green eyes, "It's the best I can do"

Robert blinked back, speechless.

" Okay, okay, oh shit, oh shit, Jessie…Jessie sweetie…" Leslie said, running around the apartment.

"Babe, what's the matter, if you scream any louder you might shatter something" Jessie joked into his cell phone. He could picture his boyfriend running around though the house, panicking.

"Do you know where I put that damn inflatable couch?" Leslie asked quickly.

"No, hun, what's this all about anyway?"

"A little unexpected company, that's all" Leslie said, calming a little bit. But he was still quickly tossing through the closet for something decent to sleep on since it was obvious that the inflatable couch wasn't going to be found tonight.

"Funny, I bumped into your friend, Marco. He's quite the charmer" Jessie said into the cell phone, holding it up against his neck. "Didn't know that Randy was dating Dylan though…"

"You told him Randy was dating Dylan!" Leslie paused, shocked.

"Well…yeah"

"Honey, if there was a pink elephant in the room, you'd trip over it. I have to go and smooth things over now before the boy has another heart attack-"

"Another?" Jessie asked, confused.

"Shh…sweetie, don't hurt yourself. Love you, bye" Leslie shut the phone. He flipped over the couch they already had and went under the seat cushion to fish out a number, Hitting the numbers in as fast as he can he blew out a breath," Baby, doll! " He cooed," Wanna do me a favor…I'd love you forever if you did"

Jake didn't bother turning around, he could hear the other's heart practically thudding from there.

As the other came closer all he could do was cry a little bit.

Michael fell down next to him in silence and looked at him with his soft caring eyes. A hand gently cradled his face, his skin rubbing up against his finger nails before the other leaned in a pressed soft, bruised lips met their target.

Jake moved away.

Michael smiled.

Robert watched the whole scene from leaning against the tree. They were amazing, they really didn't need words.

And then he heard a thud.

Looking up he saw Jake on the grass with his eyes closed.

"What the fuc-" He began when Michael pulled Jake's limp arms around his and got up slowly, before limping over to Robert.

"Let's get him to the house before he gains consciousness" Michael stated painfully.

Robert just nodded. As they began to carry Jake Robert took his hand and smiled at him," Thank you, Robby"

I guess he just officially joined the 'Y' club.

"Your welcome" Robert said solemnly, but he knew he was no match for Michael's affection.

Jake had him wrapped around his fingers real good.

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