Justin's POV

After our third round we both just laid there holding each other. I listen to Brian's heartbeat while he runs his fingers through my hair. It's nice to finally have a minute to relax, it's also nice to know that Brian still wants me. Especially since I know that, that stupid doctor told him. Which I'm pretty sure is illegal. But maybe he won't want to talk about it, I mean he hasn't bought it up yet so–

"Justin I…we need…no we have to talk" he said sitting up and looking at me

Before I can get up and make an excuse Brian pulls me into his lap and holds me there.

"We need to talk about it even though neither of us wants to angel" he said

"There's nothing to talk about, it didn't happen okay!" I practically yell at him

"Then why are you mad?" he asks

"Because you're restraining me! Let go"

"Right so your doctor just made up a fake story to…what? I honestly don't see the point in her doing something like that"

"I said let go!" I said my voice cracking

"Justin" he said gently taking my chin and turning me to face him

I keep my eyes closed refusing to look at him. We stay like that for a good five minutes before I finally open my eyes. Brian's face is what finally makes the tears come. He's not looking at me with pity, guilt, or anything like that. He's looking at me with love, I mean I've seen glimpses of that look before but not the pure unfiltered look he's giving me now.

"I don't even remember it" I whisper turning and burying my face in his chest

"I know angel, but you can tell me what you do remember. Or just how you…you know feel. Which I know is something we don't do, but hey there's a first time for everything." He said and when I looked up at him he had a small smile on his face.

"You really want to hear how confused I was when I realized I got kidnapped. How terrified I was when I found out it was him."

"Because of what you and Cody did?" he asks

"You know about that?"

"He told me" Brian said gritting his teeth slightly

I try not to get angry at that "yea that was part of the reason but then he started talking about hurting you. And everyone else…and when he told me about Michael. I was so terrified Brian…then…the first time it happened–"

"The first time what happened?" Brian demands

"He kissed me…a lot" I explain

Brian breathes a sigh of relief before getting angry again. He tightens his grip on me and takes a few deep breaths.

"You okay?" I ask when his breathing goes back to normal

"No…I should've gone with you to your apartment. Instead of fucking worrying about work! Then none of this would've happened" he said angrily

But he said it as more of a fact, removing whatever regret he may or may not have. Which makes me smile, when he notices my smile he gives me a slightly confused look.

"What?"

"Nothing just happy to see you haven't changed too much" I said, Brian shrugs and waits for me to continue.

"I thought he was going to do it earlier. After he attacked Ted, Emmett and…Mel, I got so angry when he told me about Mel that I hit him." Brian smiles a little at that "we had a little fight and he pinned me and kissed me. I bit his tongue so hard it started bleeding, then he carried me up to the room. I thought 'he's gonna rape me and I can't stop him'"

Brian holds me tighter while the tears roll down my face

"What happened?" he asks

"He left and locked me in the room, and I almost gave up. Right then and there but then I thought about how you were probably looking for me and–"

"What do you mean probably?" he said kissing my head

"Right sorry, so I thought about how you were looking for me, I got my shit together, and the next day I tried to escape. Which is how I messed up my ankle, well how it originally got messed up anyway. And how I got this" I said holding up my hand

Showing him the scar I got from nearly getting my face torn off by a bear trap. He traces it gently with his finger.

"I was hiking through all those woods and I fell. A bear trap went off right in front of my face. That's how my ankle sprained I fell on it wrong or it got twisted during the fall. And my hand must've caught on a branch or a really sharp rock"

"Huh"

"What?" I ask curiously

"Nothing I just would've pictured you as more of a boy scout than that" he said making both of us laugh

"Anyway I got up and decided no matter how bruised or broken I was. I wouldn't let him…any way then I…um well…I heard your voice. I know it sounds crazy–"

"Not really, I mean I didn't hear your voice. But I had these crazy dreams, I was always too late to save you. You'd always…" he clears his throat and wipes his eyes. "You'd always die in my arms before I could save you"

I don't really know what to say to that so I keep going.

"The only time he could've done it was…after you and Daph tried to save me. He bought me to this run down motel and I was so upset. I mean I thought you two were dead. I guess I was too much for him because he stuck me with a needle again. When I woke up the next day I remember vaguely feeling some…pain. But I was so worried about you guys I didn't think about it too much"

I have to admit it does kinda feel good to talk about this. I wait for Brian to talk but he doesn't he stays quite for a long time.

"Brian? You know. It wasn't–"

"Wasn't it though? I mean maybe if we hadn't pushed him"

"Then maybe you would've bought me a little more time but it…still would've–"

"Maybe, but…"

"But you saved me" I said

He doesn't say anything even though I think he wants to point out that technically Hobbs gave me back. It takes him a while before he relaxes and kisses me on the cheek.

"Actually I think you saved me" he said smiling a tiny bit

"We saved each other" I said

Brian smiles and kisses me then he just rests his forehead against mine. We sit there for a while like that. Just enjoying the fact that we're out of harm's way. But then I hear something some kind of rustling sound and I jump a little. After I calm down and realize it's nothing a tear rolls down my face.

"Are we ever gonna be the same again?" I ask him

"I think…we'll be the same in some ways, different in others. We just gotta find our groove again sunshine" he said stroking my cheek

"How do we do that?" I ask laying back down on his chest

"I can't believe I'm actually saying this but, one day at a time. Plus, we could focus on happier things"

"Like what?"

"Like you have a wedding to plan"

"You're really gonna make me do all of that by myself? You don't want any say in anything?" I ask looking up at him and playing with my ring.

"I get to register us for wedding gifts" he said making me laugh

"Really and where are we gonna be registered?" I ask

"Prada" he said without hesitation

I can't help but laugh again "seriously? I mean the idea of registering at Prada is genius, but we're moving to a new home in a new city. Don't you think that; pottery barn would be more useful?"

"Hmm let's see shoes, serving bowls. Shoes, blender. No I don't think so."

"Well may we should register at both"

"As long as I get my shoes sunshine you can do whatever you want"

"Yea I love you too Brian"

A/N: This story should wrap up soon, I'll probably end it with their wedding. P.S. I'm thinking about writing a sequel about their life in New York. What do you guys think?