A/N: Okay so like I said on my other story life's been crazy busy lately so I haven't gotten many chances to write as often as I'd like too. So thats my apology, I'm not going to drag it out again. I'm gonna try to update more often. Hope you guy's like this chapter :)
Brian's POV
"You stabbed him!" Carl screams at me
After my talk with Hobbs the other day I went straight home and drank myself to sleep again. So this morning I decided to head over to the hospital to check on Emmett and Ted. The rest of the gang had the same idea, and as soon as I got here Carl started drilling me. So I had to tell him about the little conversation I had with Hobbs.
"It wasn't that bad…at least I don't think it was. He seemed fine…a bit pissed but fine"
Carl sighs warily "well at least I don't think he'll press charges not with all he told you"
"So you believe me?"
"Kinney you may be a lot of things but a liar isn't one of them. Plus I've been a cop long enough to know when a perp is making fun of me. And that's exactly what Hobbs did the other day, he knows we know about him. So he's screwing with us, you especially, but that gives us an advantage"
"An advantage?" Jenifer asks
"Yea the cockier he gets the better chance he'll slip up. Like telling us about his company doing construction for Babylon. I can and did get a warrant to search his job office and his home office. We're going today before we head up to the cabin he's supposedly vacationing at. And yes you can come" he says before I can ask
"Come to search the house or the cabin?" Jenifer asks
"The cabin"
I think about that for a minute Carl didn't want us anywhere near the interview, but he wants us to go to Hobbs house. He must think or know something we don't.
"Why? What do you know that you're afraid to tell us?" I ask
Carl looks at me and Jenifer and rubs his neck tiredly "Hobbs…he might be holding Justin at the cabin"
Cocky little cunt! As soon as Carl says it I believe it, this is all a huge game to him, son of a bitch is really getting off on this.
"He'll hide him when we go to search the cabin of course…which is why I want to wait until we can get a warrant" Carl says slowly
"How long will that take?" Jenifer asks
"A long time, to get a warrant you have to convince a judge that there is probable cause to search a property" Mel says in lawyer mode
"But you keep saying that you don't have any evidence slash probable cause. So what? Do we have to wait months for you to finally find some evidence?!" Daphne says getting upset
"Well not necessarily"
I roll my eyes "you know Carl considering how tense we all are about this, maybe you should lead with the good news from now on" I say agitated
"Right well when Hobbs told me that he worked on Babylon. That gave me probable cause to search his office and his house. Since he has papers and things from work there"
"So you're not going to get Justin" I say dully
"I can't prove that he has him Brian, I don't have any proof. But maybe searching the house will get me the proof I need"
I know where Justin is and I can't just sit here and do nothing. I'll find that cabin and get him myself if I have too, fuck all this red tape shit.
"Hey don't do anything stupid Kinney, let me handle it"
"Fine" I snap before leaving the room
Now how do I find this cabin? I think getting into my car. The only reason Carl was going to have an in was because Hobbs was willing. There's no way he'd willing tell me, so I'll have to play detective, without Carl's help. Which wasn't part of the plan, before I can pull away Daphne and Melanie pile into the car.
"Um can I help you?"
"We know you're going to look for Justin. He's my best friend and I'm going to help you whether you like it or not. Plus I promised Jenifer" Daphne says determined.
I sigh frustrated "and what's you're excuse?" I ask Melanie
"That fucker bashed me in the head, attacked Em, Ted's hanging on for dear life again. And he killed Michael"
That last part got me, I'm still in shock about the whole Michael thing. I can't believe he's gone.
"If you're going after him I want in"
"Fine" I say pulling out of the parking lot
"So where are we going?" Daphne asks
"To Justin's, maybe, and I know it's a long shot, but maybe someone saw something"
A thought crosses my mind "Mel do you think you could find out where that money went?"
"The money that you sent when Hobbs first texted you? I think so, I know a few private investigators. I should be able to do that" she says pulling out her cell phone.
Aside from Melanie talking on her cell the ride to Justin's is quite. Only when we pull up in front of the building does Daphne say anything.
"Do you really think anyone here saw anything?"
"I'm sure they saw something getting them to remember is the trick" I say as we get out
"I still can't believe Jenifer sold him this place" Mel says on the walk up to Justin's apartment.
"Yea well at least he gets good cardio going up these million stairs every day. Gosh I wish this place had an elevator" Daphne complains
"Less complaining more walking" I say panting
When we get to the top the three of us take a few minutes to catch our breath. Then we head to Justin's apartment, before we get inside some girl stops us.
"Hey! What are you doing? You don't live around here" she slurs either high on something or coming down from something.
So I take a chance "What do you know about the guy who lives in this apartment?" I ask pointing to Justin's door.
The girl gives us a funny look "You don't look like cops, you undercover or something?" she asks.
"Cops why do you think we're cops?" Daphne asks
"Because!" she says exasperated "I called them a few days ago about my friend Justin. Some big guy took him" she says rubbing her arm like she's cold.
"What's your name?" Melanie asks
She looks at us and takes a step back.
"We're not cops we're Justin's friends too" Daphne says
The girl relaxes and smiles "I'm Max and you must be…Daphne and your Brian. Justin told me about you guys" she says pointing at me and Daphne
"How do you know Justin?" Melanie asks
"I live here" she says pointing at the door behind her "we're neighbors and he gives me food and stuff"
"Would you mind telling us what you saw?" I ask her
"Sure maybe you guys can find him since the cops aren't doing shit. Justin was in his room, I told him to keep that fucking door locked. That was like one of the first things I told him, that's how we became friends."
"What? What are you talking about?" I ask
"Well the first week he moved in Kevin and his goons were harassing him"
"Did he tell you about this?" I ask Daphne
She shakes her head "who's Kevin?" Daphne asks
"He's…well there's no nice way to say this. He's a pimp…and a kid like Justin would sell for top dollar" she says solemnly
I ignore the wave of nausea that passes through me
"I know a bunch of dirt on him so I got him to back off. Anyway back to a few days ago, Justin was packing up. I got home late and I was sitting in the staircase, I could hear him though. He was gushing about you proposing to him. I was happy for him, I hear noise so I hid, crawled into a corner. That's when I saw the big guy, he had on a black t-shirt, and a sweat jacket. I couldn't see his face because he had a scarf covering it"
She sighs disappointed and tears up "I wanted to help him but I was too…strung out…I-I could barely walk. I was able to get to a window though, I saw him put Justin in a van"
"A van Max do you remember the license plate number?" Melanie asks
"Um…yea I remember it"
"Great would you mind coming with me?"
"Uh I guess not"
"Good you two see what you can find in the apartment, I'll try to find this van" Melanie says dragging Max down the staircase
"Wait Max do you remember anything else?" I ask
She thinks really hard for a minute "yea there was a little bottle in his pocket, like the ones that doctors use for shots"
"Like a sedative or something" Daphne muses to herself
"Thank you Max"
"No problem"
After Melanie and Max leave Daphne and I head into Justin's apartment. It's not as bad as I thought it would be. Just two boxes knocked over, one of them half packed, clearly there was a struggle. I reach down and pick up Justin's keys to the loft, I thought Hobbs took them. I thought that was how he got into the apartment to leave me the cell.
Great another mystery to figure out, I sigh and stuff the keys in my pocket. I look at all the stuff he had packed, and I decide to take his things with me. My eye catches is red shirt sticking out of one of the boxes. Without thinking I gently grab the shirt and hold it up to my nose. I inhale deeply…and I can smell him, his perfect combination of vanilla and cinnamon.
"I can take his things for you, I can get a cab and you can keep looking" Daphne says awkwardly
I don't understand her awkwardness until a tear almost trickles down my face. I hastily wipe it away and cram the shirt back into the box.
"We'll both go besides Max we didn't find anything, hopefully some of Mel's contacts will find something"
After we pack up the last of Justin's things we load it into the car. Daphne doesn't say anything the whole way back. And I appreciate it I didn't mean to get all teary eyed over a shirt. After we get to the loft and finish loading Justin's stuff back where it belongs. The house phone rings making both of us jump.
I run to answer it "Hello?" I say timidly
"It's me" Mel says
"Tell me you got something"
"Yea, the van that Max saw Hobbs put Justin in, is a rental. And of course it's not under Hobbs name. But the name that is on the paper work matches a name from the list of bank accounts that you asked me to look into"
For once in day's I feel optimistic
"And one of my private eye guys was able to find an address"
"Are you going to give it to me or not?"
"I can give you today to talk to this guy but tomorrow I'll have to tell Horvath" Mel tells me after giving me the name and address.
"Okay fine" I say hanging up
"I'm going with you"
"We don't know if this guy is dangerous, it might not be safe"
"Exactly if you get in trouble who's going to save you?" she says swiping the car keys and running downstairs.
"Stubborn kid" I say rolling my eyes
We drive to the address that Mel gave me and end up in a disgusting trailer park.
"I guess I could see why this guy needed the money" Daphne says plugging her nose
"Yea I guess everyone can be corrupted by money" I say looking for the blue trailer
She laughs "that's rich coming from the guy that almost got Jim Stock well elected mayor. For his rich clients and a comfy move to New York" Daphne says smiling
"I almost forgot about that" I say while we walk
"Yea, kind of ironic how instead of getting money off of that deal you ended up a hundred thousand dollars in debt" she teases
I laugh and a memory floats in my head
"Brian if you're in trouble I'm sure I could loan you-"
"A hundred thousand dollars?"
"How much?" Justin asks shocked
"The cost of twenty thirty second prime time spots at five thou a pop"
"You said that was paid for by the-"
"Meet the concerned citizens for the truth"
"You?"
"Who the hell else was going to pay for it? I maxed out five gold cards"
"Guess concerned citizens really are lunatics"
"I think I'm experiencing possession withdrawal I need to lie down" I say pulling him with me to the bed.
"Good thing you didn't sell your bed"
"Huh I'd rather sell a kidney" I say laying down and hugging a pillow
"I can't believe you did this it's so…"
"Noble?"
"Out of character" he laughs softly "what made you do it?"
I turn and look at him "some asshole told me that if you believe in something strongly enough, you have to be willing to sacrifice everything"
Justin gives me his rare 'you're my hero' look and kisses me. I pull him closer and kiss him again. Then it turns into this whole make out session that quickly escalates…
Daphne's voice brings me back to the present "you know it was kind of like karma" she says smiling. She teasing me again
"Yes but that was also an opening for me to start Kinnectick"
Which I wouldn't have without Justin. I just realized that he named two very important things to me. Gus and Kinnectick, he really is the greatest thing that's ever happened to me. I wonder if I've ever…no of course I've never told him. That's just not who Brian Kinney is…well I did kind of tell him. Another memory floats through my head.
"Just as well I hear the guy who runs it is about to lose his shirt" I say getting ready to change for Babylon.
"I'm sure he'll survive as he always does…beautifully" Justin says following me
"You going somewhere?" he asks putting my suit jacket on a hanger
"To the soon to be former Babylon, can't let the ship go down without its Captain" I say taking off my cuff-links.
"This club Brett took me too in LA really knew how to work it. There'd be fags lined up around the block begging to get in" he says putting my tie on the same hanger
"Must've been a hell of a place"
"Wasn't that different from here" he says hanging the stuff in the closet "they just made it seem like it was"
He squeezes my shoulders as an idea forms in my head. I turn and look at him.
"Sunshine how did I ever get along without you?"
"You didn't" he says then he gets on his tip toes and leans in for a kiss…
"Uh earth to Brian" Daphne says tugging on my arm and snapping me out of it yet again.
"Are you okay?" she asks
"Yes why?"
"Um…no reason" she says handing me a tissue and pretending to look at something interesting behind us.
I look at the tissue confused until I feel the tear rolling down my face. Shit I didn't even know I was tearing up. I wipe my face and shove the used tissue in my pocket.
"This is the one, the blue trailer number 889" Daphne says pointing to the trailer in front of us "so what are we going to say to this guy?" she asks
"Don't worry just let me do all the talking" I say banging on the door
"Brian at least try to stay calm"
"Cool as a cucumber" I mutter granting me an eye roll from Daphne
I bang on the door louder when there's no answer. Then the door burst open
"What the fuck!" some greasy haired guy in his mid-twenties yells answering the door
I push Daphne behind me "Are you John Haze? Shitty name by the way" I ask
"Yea who the fuck are you and what do you want?" he asks
"For starters I want to know why you blew up my club an-"
Before I can finish he tries to slam the door on us. Daphne and I shove our way into his dirty little hovel. Making him fall right on his ass, Daphne locks the door behind us. He tries to get up but I kick him in the knee keeping him down.
"Move again and I'll kick you so hard in the stomach you'll pee blood for a week" I growl
"Remember Brian calm…at least until we get some answers" Daphne says
"Right as I was saying…besides the money, what made you want to blow up my club?!"
"I would've done it for free, fucking fags it's not enough you have to flaunt your selves in front of us. Then you want the right to get married…you ask me the government should've stepped in a long time ago and-"
"Alright, alright I get it your homophobic…" I notice the hateful glare that he gives Daphne "and racist"
Daphne rolls her eyes "great now we have to deal with some hick ass…" she starts mumbling and I can't keep up with her rambling.
"What made you think you wouldn't get caught?"
"Because who gives a fuck about a-"
"Bunch of fags" Daphne and I finish for him
"Well guess what? This fag has friends in the police department plus bombings is a serious offence. You could get labeled as a terrorist" Daphne says
"Do you know how we found you?"
He shakes his head
"You're friend Hobbs put your name on the rental paper work for the van that he used to kidnap my fiancé. So you're also looking at a kidnapping charge"
After I tell him that his face turns white
"So you can help us find my boyfriend and Hobbs and maybe save you're self some jail time"
"Your choice" Daphne says
He's quite for a long time
"I don't know a lot alright. I met Chris at a bar and he we talked for a while. Then he told me about this job, he wanted me to take a…the bomb to the club. I didn't have to set it or anything just wear gloves and put the bomb in the club. After that I'd get the money wired into an account. That's it I don't know anything about you're fiancé or any fucking kidnapping!"
"Think really hard" Daphne says
"I…I don't…um I know that he made the bomb himself and…we met at this cabin a few times-"
"Cabin?! What cabin?" I demand
"Could you take us there?" Daphne asks
"Sure I-"
There's a loud popping sound and we both duck almost instinctively. There's a lot of yelling outside and when I get up I see John Haze dead. He has a bullet in his skull, I look out the window and see a bullet hole. And I see a guy running away.
"Are you okay?" I ask Daphne
"Yea I'm fine go!"
I bolt out the door after the guy who shot John. I gain on him quickly and he turns around and shots at me three times. But I dodge each one, closing the distance between us and I tackle him. He points the gun at me again, I grab his wrist and slam his hand against the ground until he lets go. Before I can stop myself I'm hitting him over and over again.
All my buried rage and frustration channels trough me and into my fist. I can't stop I hear yelling behind me, a few male voices and…Daphne's. But I can't stop, then I felt pain the most excruciating pain ever. My muscles contract and I fell to the ground shaking.
I hear more yelling and Daphne saying "no don't hurt him he's not the one"
After hearing that everything goes black
"Yea stop being cynical"
"I'm not being cynical I'm being-"
"Realistic" he says mimicking me
"Do you mind if I finish my own sentences? I despise when couples do that."
"I that why you're letting me die?"
Shocked at his response I turn around and look at him. My eyes widen when I see his throat slashed open and blood all over him.
"You said you'd save me, that you wouldn't give up until you found me" he says fresh blood running out of the wound with each word.
"Justin…" I whisper
"He's hurting me he's killing me and you're not doing anything" he says fresh blood flowing from his wound. And tears spilling from his eyes.
"I'm trying…Jus I'm trying but there's nothing…"
"That's what I'll be when you finally find me nothing"
"Don't say that!" I say trying to grab him but he disappears and a sick laughter echo's around me.
"He's right you know you won't find him until it's too late. I've made sure of it see"
A bunch of light fills one spot in the room showing me a giant hour glass. Justin's stuck inside it half drowned with sand.
"Justin!" I yell running towards him but the closer I get the further away he gets. It's like running on a tread mill.
"By the time you get to him he'll be dead Brian…you can't save him"
I wake up pissed and confused until I remember the fight and my only lead to Justin getting shot in the head. I sigh and realize that I'm in a hospital bed handcuffed to it actually. I sigh trying to get the stupid dream out of my head. I'll find him my dream was and is wrong. I hear the door open and look to see who it is.
"I can't believe you lost it like that!" Daphne says scolding me
"Yea is that why I'm handcuffed to this hospital bed?"
"Yup their going to leave you like that until they question you. You got shot you know and tazed"
"Yea the tazeing I remember but when did I get shot?"
"Well grazed is more like it" she says pointing to my wrapped up arm
"Well it was all for nothing bec-"
"Not really" she says smiling
"Why are you-"
"I snuck into the guy who shot our lead's room and he gave me the directions to the cabin" she says excitedly
"You mean that we…"
"Yup as soon as you're better we can find him. We can find Justin" she says smiling
A/N: Please tell me what you guys think about this chapter I was exhausted writing it and I hope you guys like it :)
More to come ;) very soon