Moiself, thank you, I enjoy writing him. And eh, it might be a slight breeze at best. plebs, thank you, I'm glad you're liking it. I have no idea about the other one currently. takers dark lover, it was a quick fix though, so it's good. LadyDragonsblood, to be into such dark things, I write a lot of fluff, lol. I enjoy the cuteness of this story, I probably need it right now. I gave Adam freedom from abuse this time. Luckily the only major allergy I have isn't cute & cuddly. It's mold. Aw, Adam & his dogs. Thank you, sweetheart. Guest, thanks!

The Darkest Corners;
Chapter twelve/ 'Mama'
Rated; M/ L, S (violent images)

It was a bright day. Adam had him out in the front yard, holding to the leash on his harness as he picked things up and watered flowers. He was helping Mama do chores, listening as Adam sang off-key while they did it. Pooter was trailing along, barking at random things. Silly dog would bark at anything.. even his own shadow and that was funny.

But suddenly Pooter stopped and growled. Gerard had never heard the puppy growl like this before, low and dangerous, threatening, his head bowed low, back rigid and tail down.

"What is it, boy?" Adam looked up and the look on his face changed into one of horror. Then he was shouting for Gerard to get inside. "Now, go!"

It was like time skipped, he hurried to the house, turning back to see Adam go down. He wasn't sure what happened. There was all this noise, buzzing and deafening. He hesitated before rushing back over to Adam. A scream caught in his throat. Adam wasn't moving, he was covered in blood. So much blood. So much noise.

Gerard opened his mouth and screamed and screamed.

-xx-

Heath had managed to wiggle out from under Gerard without disturbing him. He stepped into the kitchen where Jay was getting him popcorn. "Adam called. Him and Chris are home, they're gonna have a bit of private time then'll be over to get Gerard."

Jay nodded, getting the popcorn out of the microwave and opening the bag to pour it into a bowl. "He still asleep?"

"Mhm.. I would have never guessed he was allergic to cats.."

"Me either, precious. It's alright. Adam doesn't have a cat and I'm sure Gee's never been around one since before.. you know." Jay tossed the empty bag away.

"Yeah, I-" He was cut off when he heard the sobbing, and the scream. "Fuck.." Heath hurried back to the living room to find Gerard awake, crying and clinging to his bunny. "Oh, gosh.. what is it?" He got down and pulled him close, trying to soothe him. The boy was literally shaking, wide eyed and pale. "What? It's okay. You're okay."

Gerard swallowed. "Mama.. got Mama.. hurt.. no no.." Adam was bleeding. Blood, so much blood.

"Shh.. what? Mama's fine, sweetheart. Adam's okay. You do mean Adam, right?" Heath petted him uncertainly. His belly was doing this massive flip-flop thing, he hoped he didn't have to throw up anytime soon.

Gerard nodded, gazing around. He remembered now that he was at Heath and Jay's. Adam had left him there. It was a dream, all a dream.. It had to be. He remembered this dream in too vivid detail.. or what was clear for a dream in the first place. He trembled, crying harder. "Mama! Blood! Mama! Can't.. I want Mama.." It had became a startling chant.

"Oh, okay.. okay, please calm down.. Jay, text Adam." Heath was surprised his voice came out calm. He was terrified, he shouldn't have left him alone. "You were just dreaming, Adam's okay.." He held him tighter, rocking him. "Shh, it's alright. I got you, Mama'll be here soon."

-xx-

Adam's fingers curled in Chris's hair, arms wrapped around his neck. He pressed his nose against his cheek, panting, kissed his cheek. He was straddled over his lap on the couch, naked, skin flushed and covered in a light sweat. He groaned when Chris thrust up, cock buried deep inside him. Adam was clinging to him for dear life.

"Fuck, feel that..? Oh, you're so close.."

Adam shuddered as Chris's hand wrapped around his cock, stroking him roughly. "Yes.. oh, god yes.." His hips bucked, riding him faster, harder. "Fuck, right like that.. oh, Chrisss.. ugn.. there.. I'm there.." He came with a prattled whine, face buried in Chris's neck, breathing him in.

"That's it.. let go.. shit, so hott.." Chris wrapped his arms around him, pulling him close, hands tangling in his hair as he fucked up into him. "You feel so good.." His eyes nearly rolled back as he emptied inside him, giving a few more shallow thrusts as he finished. "Sweet holy fuck.."

Adam giggled, panting and coming down from his blissful high. "Needed that.." He raised up and stretched his back, wiggling on Chris's lap, grinning when Chris groaned, bottom lip caught between his teeth.

"Little shit.." Chris smiled, leaning forward to peck his lips, his nose, his cheeks. "So perfect.."

"Oh, I'm a little shit, but I'm perfect? I love your logic." He purred, kissing his lion deeply and sighing.

"You're perfect at any rate." Chris ran his hands up and down Adam's back and sides. "So.. go get cleaned up and-"

The phone went off at that moment, a message alert. Adam leaned back to snag it off the coffee table and read the message. It was from Jay. "Gerard crying & freaking out, wants mama."

"Shit.. we gotta go get him. Jay said he's crying." Adam dismounted and gathered up his clothes to quickly put on. "Fuck, I knew this was a bad idea. He wasn't ready."

Chris rolled his eyes. "Don't start that. We're not that far away." He got up to dress as well, not tying his shoes. "I'm sure he's fine."

Adam snatched up the keys and headed out to start the car.

-xx-

Gerard had calmed down to whimpered whines by the time Adam and Chris arrived, nose runny and cheeks and eyes wet and reddened by crying. Jay answered the door and Adam quickly rushed in, nearly knocking his brother over.

Jay blinked. "Why don't you come in?"

Adam waved him off. "What happened?"

Gerard nearly started up again, reaching out. "Mama.. I'm sorry, m'sorry.."

Adam let him wrap his arms around his neck and lifted him up. "Shh.. it's okay, I'm here.."

"He had a nightmare. About you." Heath said, gathering the boy's things. He felt so bad, responsible.

"Me?" Adam petted his hair.

Heath looked down. "Yeah. I'm so sorry, Adam. I let him fall asleep and I left for two seconds to go to the kitchen.. I didn't know what to do, I-"

Adam sighed. "It's okay. I forgot to tell you I had his medicine, Jay shoved me out the door." He glared briefly at Jay, who just shrugged and held up the blanket Gerard was brought in.

Chris took the blanket from Jay and went over to peer at Gerard. "Hey, kiddo.. what's wrong?"

Gerard didn't know how to tell him, instead he clung tighter to Adam. Adam was okay and that was all that mattered. Adam was safe, alive. "I 'poiled your date.."

"No. You didn't, I promise. We were just coming to get you. Think we left and weren't coming back?" Chris's lips quirked a little.

"No."

"Cuz we wouldn't do that. Stuck with us, I'm afraid." Chris covered the boy with the blanket and got his bag.

"Do not forget that rabbit." Adam nodded toward Charcoal.

"It's a bunny.." Gerard mumbled under the blanket. Because apparently there was a difference, to him anyway.

Chris got the black bunny. "He's not both like Bugs?"

"No."

Chris giggled. "Okay. I got him. Let's ride."

"I'm so sorry, Adam." Heath said, shaken.

"It's okay, Heath. You did really good. Really. Thank you guys." They said their goodbyes and took Gerard home.

Gerard wouldn't hear anything other than sleeping with Adam and Chris. All Adam could gather was that he dreamed he was hurt and bleeding. Adam shuddered. The guy's dreams were dark and full of death apparently. It made Adam sick to think of what he had saw before his world was destroyed. He hoped he couldn't remember it. He didn't need to remember that day.

"It's too soon to leave him like that." Adam said, sitting on the side of the bed and watching Gerard sleep, the sound of his breathing peaceful.

"He was fine until he fell asleep, Adam. It's not your fault. Can't control his dreams." Chris said.

Adam sighed. "I know. What are we gonna do if we want a night to ourselves?"

"We'll figure something out." Chris then snickered. "Poor Heath, he was so worried."

"Yeah.. his heart's in the right place." Adam was silent for awhile. "Sometimes I think about what happened to him. It's sad that he doesn't remember his real mother. I wonder what kind of person she was. I asked Phil about his relationship with his parents once. He said they had a good relationship. It's probably best he doesn't remember, you know.."

"It'd be a horrible thing to remember.. especially in his state of mind."

"Yeah, and I don't want to screw with that.." Adam pushed his hair back. "But I wonder if I should tell him something.. show him her picture, of her and his dad, he doesn't remember him either.. I mean, am I wrong to not tell him about them?"

"You didn't really know them. Maybe it's best he doesn't.. I don't know." Chris shrugged.

Adam looked up at his boyfriend. "Would you want to know about yours? I mean, apart from any gory details."

"You know I would." Chris replied thoughtfully. "You'd want to know about your mom."

"Yeah.. my mom is wonderful, though. I couldn't have made it without her.. I don't know what I'd do if I had to see.." Adam nearly choked up and shook his head. "I don't care about my father, though. Fuck him."

"You were never curious about him?"

"The sleazy asshole walked out on us. He walked out on my mom, threw me down.. He decided he didn't want us, so I don't want him." Adam didn't want to know who he was, what he looked like, what happened to him. "He can rot." But he was still bitter about it.

"It's alright, I don't blame you. But did you ever as a kid wonder?"

"Yeah.. once upon a time I wondered. I used to think about finding him and asking him why.. But I came to realize it would have done no good. We made it without him. But I did use to wonder what it would have been like if he hadn't of bailed on us.." Adam gave a watery laugh. "I used to wish he would have just wanted us, would have just stayed. I'm pathetic."

"No. No, baby. You're not." Chris wrapped his arms around him. "You missed out on having a father, and it isn't fair. It isn't fair what he did to you and your mom. You deserved to have a loving dad and it's rotten that you didn't. It's okay that you wanted to. But he missed out too. He missed out on knowing what a wonderful, kind, sweet, beautiful son he gave up. It's his loss, he missed out on you."

Adam sniffled, laying his head back against Chris and wiping away his tears. "I love you so much."

Chris smiled and kissed his head. "And I love you. Who could not love you?"

Adam smiled and snuggled back into his lover. He was lucky. Chris was a better man than his nameless, faceless father would ever be. Chris was going to make a good father, Chris was making a good father.

-xx-

It was Sunday and they spent the day resting and playing. Chris was glad for days off of work to spend with his family. It also meant that he got to stay in bed with his family until they woke up. Chris had woke up first. He had propped himself up, watching Adam sleep as he stroked Gerard's hair. The boy had no more nightmares last night at least. He only woke up once and tripped over Chris and nearly fell out of bed trying to get to the bathroom in his groggy state. He smiled as Gerard sighed in his sleep and smacked his lips before rolling over and snuggling up against Adam's back.

Chris hated to, but figured he should get up and put on some coffee. He shivered as he pushed back the covers. It was getting colder. Who gave it the right to get colder? Hell, he was Canadian, he should be used to temperature drops. He was probably an insult to his lineage. He started to crawl back in bed, but decided against it and just went to make the coffee.

It wasn't long after that that Gerard was up, followed by Adam grumbling as he made his way to the bathroom. After a quick breakfast Gerard wanted to play. He also didn't want Adam out of his sight. So whenever Adam would step into another room, Gerard would interrupt their game of blocks and follow him to see where he was.

Chris giggled. "You're being watched."

"I know." Adam picked his watcher up and carried him back to the living room, sitting down with him in the floor with Chris. "I'm not gonna leave, baby-boy." He nibbled his cheek and blew a raspberry on it.

"Ew, Mama's giving you slobbers." Chris placed another block on top of the house they were supposed to be building.

"I do not slobber." Adam protested.

Chris smirked, eyebrow raised. "Oh, you do slobber.. sometimes.."

"Now you're being gross."

Gerard giggled. "Mama slobbers. Mama slobbers."

"Now see what you did. You cut that out." He patted Gerard on the butt. "Help Chrissy, the house is lopsided."

"Well, sorry. He's better at it than me, but he left me all awone." Chris pretended to pout and placed another block, lips curling into a slight grin.

"No no no no no.. doing it wrong.." Gerard scolded, crawling over to help Chris stack the four-squared block house.

"Okay, smarty-wharty, you do it then." He ruffled Gerard's hair and got a huff.

Later Jay and an apprehensive Heath came over. Heath apologizing again.

"Stop, you didn't do anything wrong.. he just.. it isn't your fault he had a bad dream." Adam assured again.

Heath plopped down on the couch and held his belly. "I know now not to let him fall asleep. He was just so tired. How is he?"

"He's been clinging to me all day. I think Chris is singing lullabies to him metal style." He sat beside Heath.

Heath blinked. "That sounds so awesome."

Just then Gerard ran through the living room, giggling. Chris chasing him.

Adam twitched. "What did I say about running? You're gonna fall."

But at this point Chris had caught him, lifting him up and spinning him a couple of times before sitting him down and holding his back, panting. "I am getting too old to do that. Whew."

To which Gerard took the cue to tackle him, bouncing and wanting to wrestle.

"Serves you right." Adam grumbled, crossing his legs.

"Oh, don't care if I get hurt, huh?" Chris scoffed.

"If either of you get hurt you're gonna be in so much trouble." Adam warned.

Jay shuddered. "Ooh, it's hott when you get all motherly."

Heath giggled as Adam glared. "It kinda is."

"You two are perverts. And no, just no." Adam then gasped and covered his mouth with his hands as Gerard stumbled backwards and cracked his head on the coffee table. He had been expecting a scream, but there was no scream because Gerard hadn't cracked his head on the coffee table as Adam imagined. Chris had caught him and their wrestling continued undeterred. He had been so close though. "Oh, god.." He shuddered and moved his hands up to his head, swallowing and just breathing.

Heath patted his shoulder. "It's alright. Just breathe."

Chris gazed up. "You alright..?"

"Please stop." Adam said smally.

Chris nodded and pulled Gerard down. "Okay, no no. Take a break. Time to calm down. Scared Mama."

Gerard froze in alarm and looked over at Adam. "Sorry.. Mama sick?"

"No, sweetheart. I'm fine." Adam looked spooked.

He turned on the TV and got Gerard settled in watching cartoons while Chris took Jay out back to look at something regarding the lights. Heath regarded Gerard and wet his lips.

"What is it? I hear ya thinking." Adam smirked, feeling more calm now.

"Nothing.. just.. has he ever been around other kids? I mean he knows he's not a kid, right..? How does it work?"

"He knows he's different from others.. We tried him around kids a few times. It was okay, he could play with them and they didn't much seem to mind that he was bigger after the awkward wore off and Gerard eased up. He knows he's an adult, but I don't know if he fully grasps that, what it means. I don't know if he could. He knows he had an accident and that it left him different.. but he doesn't remember anything before it happened, so he just knows how to be how he is. He just is how he is. I think he knows it left his brain busted." Adam sighed. "I tried to explain to him that there were other adults like him. I didn't want to say with 'special' minds like some kind of cliche.. but still.."

Heath nodded. "But he can be around other kids okay?"

"Oh, sure. Why?" Adam looked at Heath and smiled. "Worried about the baby?" He reached over and lightly patted Heath's tummy.

Heath flushed, but smiled back. "No.. Gerard's too precious for me to worry about him where the baby's concerned. I was just wondering. He just doesn't have anyone else to play with 'cept us adult folk."

"Nothing wrong with us. He's okay." Adam said, glad Gerard was too engrossed in the television to pay their conversation any mind.

"Good.. Hey, Adam? How do you think he'd react if you had a baby?"

Adam stilled, blinking and biting his lip. "Um.. I don't.. I don't really know. I'm not ready to cross that bridge."

"I mean, think he'd be jealous, or be okay? Eh, he'd be okay." Heath rambled.

"Yeah. I'm sure he would. I would have to make sure he was better adjusted first." Adam fidgetted. 'And be better prepared this time.'

"You okay?"

"Yeah.. still just kind of sick to my stomach, be dangerous if he hits his head and he came so close. Nerves." It was only part lie, it was mostly truth. Either way Adam was going to put that far from his mind and keep it there.

"He's allergic to cats too, by the way." Heath said.

Adam's head snapped up. "What?"

I'm kinda lazy on titles in this one. Okay, so it wasn't as disastrous as it could have been. Aunty Heath did alright in not panicking too much. Chris is a sweetheart. Still keeping Adam on his toes..