I Own Nothing

AN: This takes place about a week after the anniversary party. Brian hasn't taken the Stockwell account yet and won't. Ted hasn't gotten busted either for his website. Other things in season 3 won't happen either.

AN2: Debbie is a lot better in this story than she is on the show. So defiantly AU.

Summary: With Debbie's persistance Brian goes with her to check on Justin at Ethan's. They end up taking Justin to the hospital when they get there because the cold he had turned worse without heat.

Title: A Healing Hand

Brian sat down in his usual seat at the diner looking around not seeing Justin. He was probably asking for it since he shouldn't even care about him. Justin walked out after all, picked another guy over him. It still sucked like hell, but he'd been too stupid to do what he should have. He should have man up and told Justin what he wanted. He sighed looking at the menu before picking his usual. He sat there for a few more moments before Debbie came over to take his order. He knew he was asking for it yet again, but he couldn't help but ask.

"He off today?" Brian asked after telling Debbie what he wanted.

Debbie looked at Brian knowing who he meant. Unlike the others she could see it in his eyes that he missed Justin. Instead of making some comment like she usually would she sat down for a moment. She hadn't said anything even though she'd been wanting so badly to tell Brian he should go get Justin back. There was no way she could see Justin staying with the new thing.

Justin hadn't even brought him around since the anniversary party that had ended so horribly. She was still so disappointed in her son, she'd finally gotten it out of Brian what Michael had said. It was the first time in a long time she'd cried herself to sleep. She hadn't raised her son to hate, but Michael hated Justin with a passion she couldn't understand. She had demanded that Michael apologize for what he'd said. The only thing she'd gotten was lip about how bad Justin was.

"He's called in sick the last two days. He looked terrible Monday when he was working. He was pale as a ghost and coughing. I got him to mostly work with inventory so he wouldn't be around the food in case. If I knew where he was living I'd take him soup, but I don't." Debbie said giving Brian a look knowing he knew. "I'm worried about him, Brian. He wouldn't go to the doctor said he'd take something over the counter. We both know you love him even if you wouldn't say it out loud. He's lost Brian, his Brian Kinney radar got messed up and you didn't help much." She said with a sigh. She hadn't planned on butting into it, but she cared about Brian and Justin as if they were her own children. At the moment they were better than her own son. "Please, check on him or tell me where he lives so I can." She asked.

Brian tried not to show that he was worried because if Justin got sick it was always hell. He'd had a stomach bug once he'd been throwing up everything he ate. He'd done it so much he'd finally taken him to the doctor. Justin had begged him not to, but he'd been scared when he'd seen blood come up. There was also the cold that almost turned into bronchitis three months back. Justin's allergies could make things worse on him more than it would most people. He sighed knowing that he couldn't ignore it if Debbie was worried too.

He could never ignore Justin if he thought he was as sick as she said he was. Just the thought of Justin being sick made him pissed. If he was sick he should go to the doctor, but Justin hated going. He'd always had to make him go in the past. He doubted the stupid fiddler would understand Justin's fears. After all the jerk off didn't know why Justin was terrified of hospitals or doctors. He knew that Justin never mentioned prom to the bastard cause he asked Justin.

~BJ JB BJ JB~

"When do you get off?" Brian asked since it was already five. He'd just gotten off his self hoping for at least a glance at Justin before he left to go to the loft.

"After I put your order in," Debbie said.

"I'm not that hungry, get your stuff. I know that you'll guilt trip me forever if I don't take you there." Brian said because he already felt guilty.

He still felt like hell for not fighting harder to keep Justin. He also was going to kick his own ass if anything to Justin. He had missed two days because of work. Two days of going to the apartment standing outside of the door trying to bring his self to knock.

Debbie got up from the booth going around not caring about Brian's protest hugging him as tight as she could. She went to clock out happy that Brian had given in without too much of a fight. She had doubted that Brian would fight her much on going to see Justin. She might not know where Justin lived, but she had a feeling that Brian did because he'd been there.

She was more than worried about what was going on with Justin. She hadn't told Brian that he'd mentioned that the heat was busted in the apartment Monday. She'd offered him to stay with Vic and her til it was fixed since he was sick. He'd said he'd think about it, but he'd called in the next day. He had sounded horrible when she'd called him to see if he wanted soup. Justin had told her he would be okay.

She should had known that her Sunshine would not be okay without Brian. Brian always took care of Justin even when they all gave Brian hell for it. It was so clear that Brian loved Justin like she'd said multiple times. She sighed hoping that they weren't too late if Justin had gotten worse. She got her coat and gloves before meeting Brian at the door. She knew that if there was anythign seriously wrong with Justin she was going to hate herself for not getting there sooner.

She was also going to give that so called thing a piece of her mind. Justin wasn't loved if the guy he was with, which she didn't see it that way, didn't take care of him. The way she saw it Justin was always going to be with Brian. He'd just needed some time, but that time was over because even if she had to drag Justin kicking and screaming he was done with his so called new thing. Her son might be glad that Justin was out of their lives, but she was not. Michael would never understand the Brian that was hidden beneath all the layers.

~BJ JB BJ JB~

Brian didn't say much on the ride to where the fiddler's apartment was. He refused to even think about Justin actually being with him. It was a train wreck waiting to happen and he knew that Justin would leave the asshole. He wanted Justin back, but he'd been stupid not knocking on the apartment door or just letting all that was in his heart out. He kept having the same horrible nightmare that he never got Justin back. He had told his self the next time he went to the apartment he'd actually knock. He wasn't going to be a coward, but his heart ached so badly. He had actually cried his self to sleep a time or two when he reached out for Justin and he wasn't there. He felt like he was in a pit of darkness that he couldn't find his way out of without Justin beside him.

He could feel Debbie's worry pouring out of her which was out drowning the radio and his thoughts. He got out of the car going around to open the door for Debbie helping her out. He didn't want her to fall with the patches of snow on the sidewalk that hadn't melted. Debbie walked up the stairs with Brian before they went into the apartment building.

She didn't even ask how Brian knew which one was the homewreckers. It was how she saw it, he'd ruined what had been goodish because Justin had been lost. She did put some blame on Brian, but the fiddler had been the one to sell cheap words that didn't mean a thing if you didn't put anything behind them. He had told Justin the words he wanted to hear it was the only way she could see Justin leaving.

She knew from years of living life that words were cheap. Actions spoke louder than words ever could. She waited at the door after she knocked since Brian had pulled his hand back twice when he'd attempted to knock. It seemed like it was something he had done before. She wondered if Brian had come here doing just that and never got farther than attempting to knock. Brian looked like a ghost when she saw him lately. There was so much pain in his eyes too which was how she knew he was torn up about Justin.

Brian felt a chill go down him at how cold the building felt. He wasn't sure if it was from coming in the building from how cold it was outside or it was actually that cold inside. He had tried knocking before Debbie did, but if he knocked then he'd have to admit Justin was actually here. He was hoping that maybe he wouldn't be and maybe he was at Daphne's or his mom's. They waited for a few minutes, but the door didn't open. Debbie knocked again this time louder thinking that maybe Justin hadn't heard the knock if the TV was on. She just didn't hear anything and knew Justin liked having the music or TV up some.

"Maybe he's not here. If he was sick like you said he could have gone to his mom's." Brian suggested though he took out his phone dialing the number one on his speed dial.

He hadn't changed the number that was his first dialed even after he got the new phone. He'd even left Justin a message letting him know the number in case he needed it. He hadn't wanted to update his phone, but it had gotten broken. No, he'd smashed the damn thing into the wall in a moment of rage against his self for letting Justin leave. He had started realizing that he loved Justin. It scared him so he did the thing he always did which was to push him away hard and fast. He had counted on Justin's usual attempts at knowing he wasn't like that. His hope of Justin figuring it out had back fired so badly on him.

He didn't get an answer and hung up before he knocked louder than Debbie had on the door. He also called Daphne to see if Justin was there, he found out she hadn't even heard from him in two days. The last person he tried was Jennifer, but she was at a corperate meeting for realtors. She'd been there all week and hadn't heard from Justin since that Saturday before she'd left. She did mention that Justin had complained the landlord hadn't gotten around to fixing the heat. He told her not to worry before he hung up.

~BJ JB BJ JB~

"If he went to the hospital or doctor sick I would know." Brian said. "He's under my insurance so they'd contact me if he was there. The credit card hasn't been used I gave him for emergencies either." Brian added before he knocked on the door again. It didn't matter that Justin didn't live with him. He wasn't about to turn off the cards or insurance knowing something could happen.

"I don't like this Brian. What if he got worse and of course that no good piece of work isn't even here. I saw him yesterday near the comic book store playing that horrible instrument. It sounded like cats being strangled." Debbie said. "Are you still his power of attorney too?" She asked after a moment wondering if Brian had changed the forms, but she doubted he had.

"Of course not, you think I'd leave his medical rights in the hand of that romantic crazed nut. He'd keep Justin alive forever thinking he'd recover. Justin made it clear he doesn't want that even if..." Brian trailed off not wanting to think about if Justin was dying and he had to pull the plug. "Screw this, I have legal rights for his health. Call that boyfriend of yours because I might need something dropped." He said before he pulled out his wallet finding his gym card using it to work the door open. He really was thankful for the lessons that Lindsay had given him in college on how to do what he was.

Debbie smiled watching Brian as he got the door open on the first try. She followed him inside looking around the apartment. It was freezing inside just as much as it was in the hallway. She brought her hands up to her mouth blowing on them because even through her gloves it was cold. Justin was lying on the couch with only a thin blanket on him.

Debbie was shocked thinking that he should have more cover than that with how cold it was in the apartment. They had heard the horrible cough that Justin let out before they'd started towards the bedroom. She woud have thought he would be in the bed not on a couch. She was even more ticked off at her self for not checking on him sooner.

~TBC~

This is the start of a new story that is twelve chapters long. I hope that you liked the start of this. It is complete so have no fear of that. I'm just going to post a new chapter each week so enjoy. Thanks in advance for reviews.