I do not own any characters from Dirty Dancing. I do own the characters I made up for this story. This story is T rated but has sexual content, so I hope you don't mind and will enjoy the story. This note will only be here above the first chapter, so I'm not going to repeat this note with every chapter. Feel free to leave a review after reading. Note about the story: Baby and Johnny didn't had a romance at Kellerman's, they know each other since they were about ten years old. More you will know when you read the story. Just wanted to clear the confusion if necessary.

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COME BACK HOME, JOHNNY

The telephone rings.

"Brit? Can you take the phone?" I shout as I'm looking in the mirror. I'm doing my tie, this evening the big announcement will be on tv. The phone went off. Britney picks up the horn. "Hello?" I inhale deeply as I'm a little nervous for the announcement. "Sweetheart? It's your mother." I turn my head and my eyebrows go up. I walk to the living room and see her holding up the horn. She smiles as I walk closer and give her a little kiss.

"Hey, ma." I lay the horn against my ear. "Son, it's so good to hear you voice." I couldn't help but smile, it has been such a long time that I heard my mother's voice. "How are you? How's dad?" I ask as I turn and look outside. "We're good, son. I call you to tell you that I hope you haven't forgotten about our 40th anniversary." Oh no! I did forget, I got so caught up with finding the good moment to ask Britney to marry me that I totally forgot about my parents' anniversary that's next week. Bella barks once and I jump. Britney quickly picks her up and cuddles her as she looks at me. I don't like that dog, but its Britney's, so I had to accept her too.

"Son?" I hear mom. "Sorry, ma, I zoned out." I could hear her sigh. I feel really guilty. "You forgot, that's so typical you, Johnny." I inhale deeply. "I'm really sorry, ma." I look at Britney who is admiring her engagement ring. "Dad and I expect you to be here next weekend and take your Bianca with you. Is Bryan coming with you? I would love to see my grandson again. It's been such a long time." I exhale deeply and ignore the fact that my mother can't remember the name of my fiancée. "I don't know, the show is planned to start in two weeks and this evening is a big announcement on tv."

On that moment, my son walks into the living room and looks at me. "Dad?" He asks and I turn to look at him. I give him a smile and he smiles as he came closer. "Who is it?" He asks. "Is that Bryan? Please put him on the phone." I first didn't want to do that, but I know my mother. "I'll think about it, okay? Here's your grandson." I give the horn to Bryan and walk to the kitchen. I take a glass out of the cupboard and fill it with water from the tap.

Britney comes into the kitchen while she's holding Bella, like she always does. "Beebee wouldn't like if we go to that hell hole." I turn my head to look at her and then turn back to look outside while I drink some water. "Drink bottled water please, that's healthier." I sigh as I put the glass down in the sink. "Beebee doesn't decide where we need to go to, okay? I've promised my parents that I would go with my son, but a lot has happened in between, and I just forgot about it." Bryan came into the kitchen while I'm explaining this to Britney.

I turn and look at my son, who's smiling at me. "Can we go, dad? I would love to see mawmaw and pawpaw again." I start to smile. I remember how small he was when he said those names to my parents the first time, he's twelve now and it has been five years that we went to visit my parents. I went to my son and give him a kiss on his head. "Dad!" As he tries to duck away. I chuckle about his reaction.

"Sure, we're going, I've promised your grandparents we would come." Britney's eyebrows went up and Bella barks once again. I turn to look at her. "You want to show off the ring? Then it's a good time to do so." I wink at her and walk to the stairs. I'm going to start packing. Bryan quickly follows me. I know he doesn't like Britney and he rather doesn't stay with her in one room alone. I take my dancing pants while I think about my childhood in Pampa, Texas. It's where I'm born and raised on my parents' ranch, it's my father's pride and glory. When I think about it, I do miss it, but I don't want to think about it too much. I chose my life to be in Los Angeles when I got the opportunity to become a professional dancer in Dancing with the Stars. They discovered me when I worked as a dance instructor at a dancing school in East LA, that was right after I worked as a dance instructor at Kellerman's resort in the Catskills mountains.

Now I've got the opportunity to have my own show, my own idea, a dancing talent show named 'Who is the Best Dancer?' I'm not going too much into it, but ABC got interested in my idea and I've been going from meeting to meeting the last couple of months to get things started. It's going to be a live show, and they want to start filming in two weeks. Bryan came into the room and sees me packing.

"You need help, dad?" I turn my head and smile at him. "I'm fine, go pack your suitcase, we'll be going for a week." I turn to my wardrobe and look at my shirts. I sigh as most of my clothes are suits or dancing clothes. "When are we going?" I look at him again. "Tomorrow, I know every year they celebrate the Castle events week… this year will probably be huge since it's their 40th anniversary. I rather go earlier than they expect us to come." Bryan watches me as I take some shirts. "Why don't you put the clothes on you always used to wear?"

I inhale deeply as I open the draw to take several pairs of socks out, and a few boxers because Britney wants me to wear boxers. Britney came into the room and looks at us. "You're really going?" We look at her. Bryan stands up and went to his room to start packing. "Yeah, we are, start packing." Britney exhales frustratingly and puts Bella on the bed. "Please, Brit." She didn't react, so I try to get Bella from the bed. She starts to growl at me and shows me her teeth. She's the only dog in this whole wide world that seems to hate me. "Come on, Beebee, you're not allowed on the bed." As I send her off the bed.

I see Britney taking her trunk and a big suitcase. "What are you doing?" She looks at me as she opens the trunk and starts to pack her shoes. "Packing, as you've ordered me." I watch her putting the shoes in the trunk in a frustrated way. "I'm sorry, Brit, but I've promised my parents and it's only for a week. You really don't have to pack that much." She snorts and takes some more shoes. "Only a week… what do you expect me to pack? Only one outfit and a few slips?" She's being on that chair again.

I went to the bathroom to get my toiletries and my shaving kit. I look in the mirror and see my goatee. I let my fingers run through it. I sort of took this as my new look for on tv, but I'm not sure if I will keep it like this. Britney loves it, or so she says. "I know you don't really care, but I like to choose my outfit each day. I want to look good for you." As walk back into the bedroom and look at her. "You know that I don't really care. I think you look good in everything." She looks at me and snorts again. "You always say that, baby, but you know me."

My brains instantly starts to run superfast when she called me baby. I try to shake the thoughts off, but it's not working. "Since when do you call me like that?" I blurt out. I curse at myself in my mind. Britney sees my face and became curious. "Since now, I think it fits you. Now let's finish packing, baby." She turns and went to the bathroom to get her beauty case with all her beauty products. "Please, Brit, don't call me like that."

"Why not? I think it's cute." I inhale deeply as I look at my shoes. I see my old boots and take them. "I don't really like it." She came back and sees me holding my old boots. "Oh, no, you're not planning on taking those with you, are you?" I didn't look at her as I got some more memories. These are my favorite boots. "Johnny." She pokes me once as she stands next to me. "Huh?" I look at her and she points at my boots. "What?" She sighs deeply. "You're not taking them with you, are you? You should show your family who you've become now."

"I've always loved these boots. I'm not gonna throw them away." She tries to take the boots from me. "Don't, Brit, these are special, okay? And if I want to take them with me, I will." I turn and put the boots in my suitcase. I always wear my dancing shoes. Britney looks at me with her annoyed expression. "I know you don't want this, that you want me to prepare for the show and I will prepare, but please try to enjoy the time at my parents." I look at her and she sees my pleading eyes. "I can't promise you that." I close my suitcase and put it on the floor. I haven't packed that much.

I watch her packing the trunk and her suitcase. I decide to have a look at my son, so I went to his room and knock on the door. "Enter." I open the door and see him looking at some shirts. "Should I take my jersey with me?" I look at the jersey from Russell Wilson that my son got personally from him. It's signed by Russell himself, and I told Bryan to frame it, but he rather wears it. "It's your favorite shirt, take it with you." Bryan smiles and lays it in his suitcase. "Are you done packing, dad?" I smile as I sit down on his bed. I look at him. "Yeah, all done already, we're only going for a week. We don't need that much." Bryan takes his football shoes and packs them. He loves football and I hope that he can pursue a career in it. I inhale deeply and Bryan looks at me. "Did you ever love mom?" My eyebrows go up as I look at him. I start to frown. "What do you mean?" Bryan sighs and sits down next to me. "Mom called me last week, she told me not to tell you."

"You're twelve now, if you want to talk to your mother you can do so." I look at his face. He has his mother's blonde curls but my eyes. I would die for him. "Mom said that if I want to live in New York, I can move in with her, she has a spare bedroom." My eyebrows go up. "Do you want to move to your mother?" I became a little worried. I don't want to lose my son. He sees my face. "No, I prefer to stay with you, and I've got all my friends here." I feel relieved and start to smile. He hugs me. I lay my arms around him and I hug him back while I give him a kiss on his head.

"I love you, son." I whisper. "I love you too, dad but I really don't like Britney." He whispers I inhale deeply and close my eyes. "I know, son. I know." I let him go and he looks at my face. "Shall we order a pizza or something?" I see his face cracking in two. I chuckle a little about his reaction. "Can we have McDonald's for once? It's been a long time since we had that." I let my hand go through his curls. "Sure, you can order some for you and me but not for Britney." I point at his chest. "I won't, dad. I hate her lifestyle and I hate it that she's changing you."

I let out a deep sigh and stand up. "I know what you think of her, just please try not to show it too much." Bryan nods and closes his suitcase. "What time will we depart tomorrow?" I walk to the door. I turn when I lay my hand on the doorknob. "In the morning, so go to bed in time, okay?" He nods and smiles. I walk through the doorway and want to close the door behind me. "Dad?" I stop and turn to look at him again. "You never answered my question." I think about Samantha She was sweet until she showed what she truly is. "I did at some point, but then she cheated and lied. I don't want to talk about it, okay?"

"Okay, dad, I think you deserve the best." I see him smiling. I smile back at him. "Thanks, son, and you'll deserve the best one day too." He nods. I close the door and walk downstairs when the doorbell went off. I straighten my tie a little and walk to the front door. "Hello, we're here to film the engagement announcement." I smile as I look at Anton. "Come on in, Anton. I hope it won't take too long." I let him and Jim the cameraman inside, closing the door behind them. "Go to the living room, I'll get you a soda." "Some coffee is fine too." Anton says. "Okay." I look at Jim who gives me a nod. I went to the kitchen when Britney came downstairs with Bella and sees Anton and Jim. "You're early." They look at her as she came to the kitchen. "Baby, what time will this be announced on tv?" I sigh deeply and turn my head to look at her. "The announcement is around nine, the sooner they're done filming the better." I look at the coffee machine and press on a button. "You've planned something for us?"

She came closer to me with Bella, who starts to growl. I look at her and then at Britney's face. I'm starting to wonder what I see in her. I didn't answer the question and look back at the coffee machine, watching how the coffee pours slowly into the two cups. "Baby?" I sigh deeply. "Please, Brit, don't call me like that." She smiles and gives me a kiss on my cheek. "You've planned something special for us this evening, haven't you?" "I haven't, I'm sorry to disappoint you but I've promised Bryan some days ago that I would watch the game with him today, and the game starts at eight. So, I hope the filming will be over before that." I see her smile dropping and the coffee machine beeps. I look at it and press another button. I take the two cups and walk to the living room. I see Bryan sitting on the couch already. I smile as I give the cups to Anton and Jim before I sit myself next to my son.

"You're ready for the game?" Bryan looks at me and smiles. "Oh yeah! If the Seahawks win, they'll be at the super bowl." "So, Johnny, shall we start?" I look at Anton and nod. "Brit? You're coming?" She walks into the living room with a bright smile and sits down next to me. I could hear my son sighing deeply and I lay my hand on his knee. "Jim?" Jim nods and turns the camera on. "And five, four, three…" Jim is holding up his fingers counting down to zero. Anton looks at us and smiles. "And now we've got a big announcement to make! Famous dancer and presenter who was the bachelor of the year last year has finally done a big deed! Will you tell us, Johnny?"

I smile as I look at the camera. "Britney Martins and I are now together for about a year, ever since the bachelor she has captured my heart and a few days ago I've decided that I want to spend the rest of my life with her. So, I popped the question." I look at Britney with a smile. She giggles a little and holds up her hand to show off the huge diamond on her finger. "I was wondering when he would ask me, but when I thought he never would. He came home, cooked us dinner and then went on his knee. It was so romantic!"

Anton chuckles a little. Bryan tries not to eye roll and I inhale deeply while I keep smiling. "You both look really happy. How will the wedding be? And when will it be?" I look at Britney again, she looks at me. She looks back at Anton. "It will be huge. It will be at the beach, and the date will be the 5th of August. That's the date he chose me in the Bachelor." She smiles and giggles again. We haven't even talked about a date, but I guess it's her day, so I'm gonna let it go. Bryan is a little frustrated about it. The 5th of August is in three weeks and that's way too soon for him.

"That's soon, you must love our beloved dancer very much." Britney giggles. "Of course, what's not to love about this gorgeous man?" Anton chuckles about it. I roll my eyes. "Will you invite many celebrities?" Anton looks at me. "I don't know yet." "We'll invite a lot of them." Britney interferes and I look at her. "I bet you would. Your fiancé is loved by many people. Will your families be there too?" "My family will be there for sure. I'm not so sure about Johnny's family." I frown now and start to feel frustrated with her trying to take over the whole conversation. I can't say anything about it since we're being filmed. "Of course, my family will be coming." I see her smile disappearing. I shake my head at her. She looks at Anton again and put up her happy smile again. "I'm not sure if they can come, so we will see." "I'll make sure they can come, Brit, it's my family, and this is also my big day."

"Okay, baby, as long as we marry each other and at the beach. It's all I want." She gives me those puppy eyes I used to get weak in the knees from, but this time it didn't do anything to me. I only smile at her and give her a little kiss. She giggles and looks at the camera again. "And you, Bryan? Will you be the ring bearer?" Bryan looks at Anton without a smile. "No, thank you." I inhale deeply. "Why not?" "Isn't that something for little girls to do?" Anton chuckles about it and Britney giggles. Anton looks on his watch. "I want to thank you for giving us this news firsthand, Johnny." I look at Anton with a smile. "It's my pleasure, Anton." Anton smiles and turns to look at the camera. "This is all for now, and who knows? We might be able to snoop a little at the wedding. This is Anton Frost, thanks for watching." Jim stops filming and put his thumb in the air. Anton nods and turns. "Thanks, Anton, for not making this too long." I stand up and start to untie my tie. Anton smiles and extends his hand. I look at him as I shake his hand. He smiles and I smile back.

"It's my pleasure, Johnny, now we need to go back to the studio." Jim puts the camera and the camera stand in his bag. I shake hands with Jim as well. "Enjoy your evening, guys." They smile as I walk them to the front door. "You too, Johnny, the announcement will be on tv during the intermission of the football game. You won't miss a thing." I smile as I open the door for them. "Thanks, Anton, now I'm gonna prepare to watch the game with my son." Anton smiles. "Have fun and good luck." I nod and watch them walking down the steps. I close the door and unbutton some buttons of my shirt while I walk back to the living room. Britney stands up and came to me. "I'm going to my girls, if you don't mind." "Okay, but don't you need to eat dinner?" She lays her free hand on my chest. Bella starts to growl. I look at her hand and then back at her face. "Kim had asked me earlier if I wanted to join her for dinner today and I said yes. So, if you don't mind, I'm going now." I see her biting her lip as her hand glides up and her index finger goes to my lower lip. I keep looking in her eyes.

"Maybe I'll surprise you later in the bedroom." She whispers. Normally it would put me in the mood, but this time it doesn't. I only give her a small smile and she gives me a kiss. "Gross!" I chuckle a little as I look at my son. Britney sighs and went to get her purse. "Don't wait up for me." I look back at her. "Don't come back too late either, we'll be departing early in the morning." "Not too early please. Really… it's not worth it, and I need my sleeping hours." She walks to the front door. I start to frown again as I watch her going outside.