I Own Nothing

AN: Vic32 What Emmett says is what I came up with from what you said in our chat. Hope like.

AN2: As requested by many readers this is the second chapter for this week. I'll post them on Wednesdays and Saturdays until the story is complete. There are nine chapters left after this one.

CN: Brian sits with Justin in his hospital room not wanting to leave his side. He talks to him even though he's sleeping.

Title: A Healing Hand

Debbie was sitting in the waiting area when Brian came out. They had been there over four hours with Justin. The doctor had been running tests and pumping him full of fluids along with antibotics. He was severely dehydrated which had been obvious. They weren't sure when he'd ate last however, but were using the fluids to get what he needed in him for the moment.

The x-rays had come back that it hadn't gone into double pneumonia, but the regular was bad enough. She was feeling guilty that she hadn't made him come to her house. She should have gone to check on him sooner too she thought. Being busy at work with others calling in sick was no excuse for letting Justin slide in her mind. Brian had already been out once when they'd taken Justin for x-rays and a CT scan.

"What did they say besides that he has Pneumonia?" Debbie asked meeting Brian half way.

"Their trying to find him a room. As bad as he was when I brought him in even if it wasn't walking pneumonia they're keeping him. Four days at the minimum six at the most and when he does get released he has to stay inside for a week longer. With his allergies it took them some time, but they did find some medication they could give him." Brian said letting out a breath.

He had known it was going to be no way that he could take Justin back home with him as bad as he was. He had been hoping maybe it wasn't as severe as it could be. It hadn't been and he thanked ever who was watching over Justin. It had been close to going into double pneumonia, but he'd gotten him there in time. They had also told him that ever who he had been staying with should have done brought him in. If he had come in the day before or two days even, going to his own doctor, would have prevented him from being as sick as he was. As cold as it was the weather and lack of heat could turn a cold into pneumonia fast.

The doctor hadn't been happy either wanting to know the actual person who would let someone suffer. Brian had told the doctor it would be dealt with. He wasn't sure when, but didn't tell the doctor that. He knew for a fact that it would be dealt with and a part of him knew that it was going to be Justin that sought the revenge in the end. He also knew that if he went back to that apartment instead of taking care of Justin he'd be charged with either murder or attempted. Ian had better have been damn glad that Debbie hadn't punched his lights out. He'd best be glad that he had been carrying Justin or he would have done just that.

It still made him sick the bastard had said take him back to the couch. There was no way in hell he wouldn't fight for Justin to stay with him. He doubted that Justin would fight him though. The tech who had brought Justin back had said congrats on the engagement. He hadn't know what the world he'd been talking about. He mentioned Justin had said they were future husbands in one of his moments of consciousness after they had done the CT on him. He hadn't told the guy any different, but he wasn't sure where Justin's mind was at the moment. He had to be hallucinating things when he was awake. It didn't matter though because he wasn't ever sending Justin away. He'd take care of him, love him, he'd marry him one day in the future if that was what Justin really wanted.

Brian told her that they had given Justin something to sleep and he hadn't known nothing really when he was awake. He didn't mention about the engagement that Justin thought they were in. However, he did mention that Justin wasn't in the right mind space. He didn't even know where he was. Justin had also been begging for Ian to call someone, him. He'd heard Justin clear as day even though it had been between coughs. He wanted Ian to call him to take him somewhere if he wouldn't. He wanted to come home to him since he wasn't loved by the bastard. He kept telling him he was safe, but he Justin didn't realize it was him.

He looked down when he told her what Justin kept repeating. It had almost broken him looking at Justin lying in the bed. It had felt like he was reliving the bashing, except for the fact Justin was awake and there was no blood. Before Justin had fallen asleep he'd told him he could come home. He'd gladly take him back and they could forget this ever happened. He promised him that he would survive to drive him crazy about where he left his stuff when he moved back home. He'd wanted to tell him he loved him, but Justin had fallen back asleep. He wanted to make sure Justin was aware when he did say those words.

~BJ JB BJ JB~

"I'm staying here, I need to make some phone calls, but I'm not leaving him." Brian said finally looking up at Debbie. "I should have said what he wanted to hear. Why couldn't I just tell him how I felt? I can't live without him, I haven't even slept in the bed since he left. I've been sleeping in the floor on this huge cushion thing or the couch. Why did I push him away?" He needed some kind of answer because he didn't understand his self. "I don't care if he broke the rules, I don't care that he fucked that asshole. The only thing I care about is him coming home and getting out of here." He couldn't believe he was confessing to Debbie, but he needed to talk to someone.

"To answer your question I don't know, but when he is awake and actually aware of what is going on you better fucking tell him you love him. I should wack you both upside the head for those mother fucking rules. He played by them for the most part until you started breaking them yourself. You went to Chicago instead of taking him to Vermont like you promised. What the hell is it with you kissing Michael the way you seem to do at the weirdest times? You don't kiss your best friend like that when you're in a relationship, which you were. All it does is make Michael think there is a chance when we know that there never is or was. So you better fix this and take him home when he can go. I'll make sure that his stuff is gotten from that piece of shit thing." Debbie said in a tone that no one dared going against when she used it.

Brian nodded glad that he had her right now because if he was alone he would be going stir crazy. He handed her the keys to the 'Vette back that she'd given him earlier so she could go home. She shook her head though as Carl walked in the doors. She'd called him to come get her when he got off work. She wasn't about to drive the car again especially now that it was dark. She told him to call and if she didn't hear from him by morning she'd come back to check on them.

"Thanks," Brian said kissing her on the cheek. "Was there any complaint filed?" He asked looking at Carl when he came over.

"No and the way that Debbie put the fear of God into him I don't think he will if he's smart." Carl said.

"That man is the definition of not smart. He let Sunshine suffer, he used pretty little words to lure him away from Brian, and that is the lowest form of manipulation if I have ever saw it. Justin's Brian radar was messed up of course he would have been lost for a bit." Debbie said before looking back at Brian. "You are going to fix this though and the first words out of your mouth better be I love you or I'm sorry. Both would be the best for what you put Justin through. That little slime ball might have hooked him, but you let him take the bait. I love you as another son, but fix this, Kiddo. This right here is too scary of a wake up call to just let it go." She added with gentleness in her voice by the time she finished.

She saw the look on Brian's face before she added that Justin getting pneumonia was not his fault. It was the landlord for not fixing the heat. Justin already had a cold and no heat hadn't helped. The piece of work fiddler hadn't helped either by not getting him to a doctor. Just putting a blanket on Justin was nothing. She didn't want Brian to feel guilty on Justin being here. She wanted him to fix the fact they weren't together. She knew that when Justin left he was going to Brian's. She said she'd have someone go pick his stuff up. Carl offered to go with the person so it wouldn't be any problems.

"I will, I'm going to go back there see if they found him a room. Thanks for everything." Brian said before he gave her a hug. He needed it at the moment and Debbie squeezed as tight as she could. She loved Brian even when she gave him hell she still loved him. She might want to strangle him like Michael at times, but she loved him so much. Though right now she wanted to do more than strangle her son since she knew what he'd really said about Justin. It scared her that those words being out in the universe even thought could have come true in another day if they hadn't gone to Justin.

~BJ JB BJ JB~

It was another hour before the hospital found Justin a room since Brian had told them he wanted a private room for Justin. He really thought all rooms should be private so that patients could heal faster. Having someone in a room with you could make you stress more if too loud or if they hated you. He hadn't had any say in Justin's care the last time, but the one thing he had done was make sure Justin had a private room. Jennifer hadn't been thrilled about it, but not once had she complained when it got switched. Especially since her ex-husband hadn't even gone to check on Justin then.

Brian sat beside the bed in a chair holding Justin's hand looking at him. Justin was sleeping which he was happy about. He had looked like he hadn't slept in a few days, which if he'd been coughing so much he probably hadn't. The nurse had given him two fresh bags of fluids before she had left. One was an antibiotic while the other was to re-hydrate him since he hadn't been. Since he had sat down he hadn't let Justin's hand go. He kept listening to the machines beeping while watching Justin's chest rise and fall. He could hear how bad he sounded as he breathed. The rattling was horrible and he could only hope it would go away and wouldn't affect his lungs in the future.

They had the oxygen still going until his lungs cleared up more. If he was awake the next day he'd get a breathing treatment to help speed things along. He had asked about everything they were giving Justin double checking to make sure he wasn't allergic. He didn't need to look at the list either, he had it memorized. If not for situations like this he wouldn't carry the card. He had made one for Justin and the rest of the family too. While they had been getting Justin a room he had called Jennifer and Daphne both. He had called them to look for Justin and they'd be worried about him.

He knew that they'd both show up the next day like they said they would. It might be later for his mom since she had to drive back in the morning though. He'd told her not to make the trip tonight. She had been upset on the phone and he didn't want anything to happen to her. He had offered to have someone go get her if she needed that in the morning. She had promised that a nights sleep and knowing Justin was with him would help on the drive back. Daphne had given him a lecture for being a scared chicken for not doing something before Justin left. She had been the most pissed he had ever heard her be. It had been more so than when he'd gotten a tongue lashing for what he'd gotten Justin for his birthday, the hustler.

"I got so many regrets, Justin. I know I said I don't do them, but I lied. I got a pile of them stacking up against me everyday. Letting you go was the worst one I made." Brian said running his thumb over the back of Justin's hand. "I wanted to make you happy, but if I'd just said what you wanted I could have. I forgive you, I'm the one that pushed you to him. I only hope you can forgive me when you wake up. If I hadn't been so stupid you wouldn't be lying here in another hospital bed. This time it is my fault no matter what you or anyone tells me."

He closed his eyes letting the tears fall because he was scared thinking of how it could have gone if he hadn't gotten to Justin when he did. Pride was never a good thing to keep at times. He loved Justin and he would tell him that when he woke up. He was going to show Justin how much too. He hoped he could be forgiven for what he'd help cause too. He wasn't going to take Justin for granted again.

~TBC~

As promised the next chapter has been posted. The next will be up Wednesday as usual. I hope you enjoyed this.