Chapter 31: Andy James Stevens.

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AN: Picks up the next morning. Please leave a review.

Connor's POV:

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. SLAM.

I punched the alarm clock, causing it to launch from its position on the nightstand next to the bed. I rolled over and looked at Jude, who was still sleeping peacefully beside me, still undressed..

I smiled at him, and laid back down. I raised my hand and stroked the side of his face. I still could not believe that last night happened.

It had been incredible, to be with Jude in that way, and for him to be with me. I leaned forward and placed a soft kiss to his forehead.

He woke up, his eyes fluttering open. He smiled at me.

"Hi." He said sleepily.

"Morning, JJ." I said, kissing his forehead.

He kissed me back, and then rolled over and rose from the bed, heading for the bathroom. I noticed him wince as he waddled to the mini fridge and withdrew a can of Mountain Dew.

My heart dropped.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"I'm fine." He said, rubbing the sore area, "Just a little sore."

My eyes started to tear up.

"Hey, are you okay?" Jude asked.

"I... I hurt you?" I asked, horrified, tears immediately burning my eyes..

"No. It's fine." Jude rushed to assure me, "It's supposed to be normal, being sore afterwards. Don't cry, Cass."

"But I still hurt you." I said, trying not to cry, "I'm s-sorry, JJ."

"I'm okay, Cass." He said, giving me a kiss, "I'm fine. Don't be sorry. It'll go away in a while. I just have to walk for a while. I'm okay. You didn't hurt me. Last night was... it was amazing. You took really good care of me."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, baby. I'm sure." He said.

I snorted through the small amount of tears.

"What?" Jude asked.

"You... Haha, you called me baby." I said.

He blushed.

"Sorry." He said.

"No, don't be. It's fine." I said quickly, "It was cute. It's just, you never call me stuff like that. You've never even called me 'babe'. It surprised me. Hell, you've only been calling me 'Cass' for a month."

"I might call you more pet names more often now." He said, "I mean, after last night..."

"Yeah." I said, "Are you absolutely sure you're okay?"

"Yes, Connor. I am sure." He said, before looking kind off sheepish, "I'm more worried about you, to be honest. I may have went a little... crazy last night."

"Yeah, you can say that again. I think you almost broke the bed." I said seriously, getting out of bed myself.

I winced at the dull ache radiating from downstairs.

"Yeah, I see what you mean. It does ache a little bit."

"Sorry, Connor. I'll go a bit slower next time." Jude said, "Do you regret it?"

"No. I've never felt that good in my life." I said honestly, "The fact that it was you made it even more special. Do you regret it?"

"No. I don't." He said, "I've never felt more loved than you made me feel last night."

"I'm glad." I said, "It was... it was nice. I liked it."

"What, when you were... on top, or..." He asked, blushing slightly.

"Well... yeah, that felt awesome, but... um, r-receiving wasn't too bad either." I admitted, blushing a furious shade of crimson, embarrassed.

"There's no reason to be embarrassed." He said, as though reading my thoughts, "I liked it too, which surprised the hell out of me."

"Really?" I asked him.

"Yeah." He said, still really red.

"That's, uh... that's good." I said, "I was worried you would have a flashback or something while we did it."

"I did too." He admitted, "But... all I could think about was you. How much I loved you. How much I wanted to be with you."

It suddenly hit me, something he had said a minute ago.

"Did you say 'the next time'?" I asked.

"Well, yeah." He said, "I mean, I assume we'll do it again sometime. Why? Do you not want to?"

"It's not that." I assured him, "I just wasn't sure you would want to."

"It's with you." He said simply, "Of course well do it again. Not every day, mind you, but... yeah. We'll do it again."

"I wonder how everybody else's night was?" I wondered aloud.

"I'm sure they had as much fun as we did, if not more." I said, "I think the only ones who probably didn't hook up last night were Alex and Carson, for obvious reasons."

Alex and Carson had earned a reputation of being perpetually single in the relationship department. They had been nicknamed the Bachelor Twins. Only the members of the Mafia knew the true reason why they never had dates.

Alex was asexual, this had surprised nobody. He had never been in a relationship with anybody, male or female. He simply wasn't attracted to anybody.

The reason Carson was a perpetual bachelor, was much more complicated.

Carson was gay... and he was transgender.

It had came as a shock to all of us. He had kept it a secret from all of us. He had been born a girl, but he had always knew that he was truly a boy. He told us his birth name was Carly. When he was really young, he told his parents and Alex this, and he was able to transition at a really young age. He told us this one day after school in sophomore year, while we were all at the beach. He had gotten tired of keeping it a secret, and felt that, as his closest friends, we had a right to know.

He told us that he had been keeping a secret from all of us, and he wanted us to know what it was. He clung tightly to his twin and cried as he told us that he was transgender. After he told us the story, we all practically smothered him with hugs. He also confessed that this was the reason he never dated. It was because he was terrified of what any potential dates would say if they knew he had been born a girl. Jax asked him whether he was attracted to boys or girls, and he said, very quietly, that he liked boys. He was hugged a lot that day. At least a dozen times by everybody present.

"Has Carson thought about finding somebody yet?" Jude asked me.

"Not that I've heard of." I said, "He's still scared of what people will think of him if they find out he's transgender. He doesn't want to get hurt."

"If somebody hurt him," Jude said, "He would have a small army of people ready and waiting to beat some ass."

"And he knows that." I said, "But he's still scared."

We were interrupted when my phone started to ring. I looked at the caller ID.

"Hey, dad's calling us." I said, "I'm gonna put it on speaker."

I answered the call, and put it on speaker phone.

"CONNOR!" Dad's voice screamed into the phone, causing me to wince, "You need to get to the hospital, NOW!"

"Dad? What's wrong?" I asked, worried, "Who's hurt?"

"Nobody, it's your mother." Dad said, letting out a laugh, "Your mom just went into labor."

I dropped the phone.

I froze.

My mind was blank.

"Uhhhhh." Was all I could manage to say.

"Connor? CONNOR?" Dad's voice shouted through the phone, "*Sigh*. Jude? He dropped the phone, didn't he?"

Jude bent down to pick up the phone.

"Uh, yeah, he's standing here catatonic." He said, "Mrs. Stevens is in labor? I thought she wasn't due for a couple of weeks?"

"She wasn't." Adam said, "But a week and a half doesn't worry me too much. Just get him up here."

Jude turned back to me, where I still stood frozen still.

"How do I snap him out of it?" He asked.

"Threaten to stomp on his bad foot." Dad said.

The threat alone got me back to my senses and moving again.

I flew around the room, frantically packing my stuff into my bag.

"Come ON JUDE!" I shouted, "WE NEED TO GOOOOO!"

"Yep, that got him." Jude said, "We'll be up there in a bit."

He hung up the phone and we both set about packing at an inhuman pace.

"We'll talk more later, okay?" I said.

He nodded.

We grabbed our bags, and ran for the elevator. We ran through the lobby, me nearly knocking somebody over, turned in our room key and ran for the Aston Martin. Jude and I got in, and he started the engine, put it in reverse and stomped the gas. It was the first time I had ever hear Jude squawk the tires.

We were halfway to the hospital before I spoke again.

"I can't believe it." I said.

"What?"

"I'm gonna be a big brother, Jude." I said, tearing up, "I never thought this would happen. This... this is something I've always wanted."

"You nervous?"

"And a little scared."

"Don't be. You'll be a good big brother." Jude said to me.

We were silent until we got to the hospital. It was the same hospital as always. This was the first time we are here for something good.

"JUDE! CONNOR!"

We whipped around to see Dad and Uncle Evan marching toward us.

"Why are you out here?" I asked, "Why aren't you in with mom?"

"The doctors removed me when your mother started throwing punches." Dad said, rubbing his jaw.

I snorted.

"She started throwing punches?" Jude asked, amused.

"She did the same thing when Connor was born." Uncle Evan said, "Except that was a harder punch."

"Alright, follow us." Dad said.

We followed them to the waiting room, and I could see Dad looking at us out of the corner of his eye.

"Why are you two walking like that?" Dad asked.

My eyes widened, and out of the corner of my eye I saw Jude do the same. We both turned red, and Dad's eyes widened in comprehension.

"Oh." He said.

"Uh." I said.

"So you two...?" Dad stuttered.

"Um. Yeah. Can we have this discussion later?" I pleaded.

"Why?" Uncle Evan asked, smirking evilly, "We ain't got nothing better to do while we wait."

Jude and I groaned as we were directed to sit.

"Speak." Dad demanded.

"We... we had sex, okay?" I said, blushing under their gaze, "We were both ready. We both wanted to."

"You used protection, didn't you?" Dad asked, turning a little red.

"Yes, dad." I said, blushing heavily, "We both used a condom. Now can we please drop this before we die of embarrassment."

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about, boys." Uncle Evan said, "You're teenagers. It's expected for you guys to do it."

"Yeah, but our case is... uh, a bit different." I said.

"How so?" Uncle Evan asked.

I realized that Uncle Evan didn't know about Jude being raped by Liam in foster care.

I turned to Jude, who realized the same thing.

"You want me to tell him?" I asked him.

He nodded.

"Jude was in the foster system until he was adopted when he was thirteen." I explained, "When Jude was eight years old, he and Callie were staying with this family. The Olmsteads. They had a son named Liam. He... he raped Jude and Callie."

Uncle Evan turned slightly green and grabbed Jude in a hug.

"I am so sorry." He said when he released him from the embrace.

"It's fine." Jude said, "I've recovered from it. I can safely say, that after last night, I've put it completely behind me. Connor helped me do that."

"Adam Stevens?" A voice interrupted.

We all turned to see a doctor standing there, smiling.

"It's done."

We all followed him. Jude grabbed my hand and squeezed it. I smiled at him.

When we walked into the room, I walked straight to my mom's side, and focused on the small bundle, wrapped in blue blankets, sitting in her arms.

He was so tiny. He was awake. He had blue eyes, and a small tuft of auburn hair on his head.

I could feel the tears starting to form.

"Connor." Mom said tiredly, "Meet you little brother."

I choked out a happy sob as I beheld my new sibling. Jude wrapped me in a hug from behind.

"Do you wanna hold him?" Mom asked.

My eyes widened.

"Uh... I don't know. What if I drop him?" I asked nervously.

"You won't." Dad said.

He walked forward and picked him up.

"Hold out you arms." He said, "Be sure to support his head."

Dad placed my little brother in my arms. I felt my knees go weak, and I sat down in the bedside chair.

"He's so cute." I said, reaching up and caressing his little cheek with my finger.

"Hey there little guy." I cooed to the baby, "Hi. I'm your big brother. God, you're so tiny."

He stared at me, blue eyes wide. I laughed.

"Welcome to the world, little brother." I said before turning my head to look at Dad as he gently took him from my arms., "What's his name?"

"We were waiting for you and Jude." Mom said, sounding out of breath, "His name is Andrew James Stevens. AJ or Andy for short."

The tears fell harder, and Jude place his arm around me and pulled me close as I started crying harder. I felt many things. Happiness, lingering sadness, but most of all, I felt a sense of closure.

"We want you to be his godfather." Dad said to Uncle Evan.

"Are you... are you serious?" He said, surprised.

"Over the last few years," Dad said, "You've become my closest confidant, little brother. We're closer than we've ever been. I would be honored, if you would be his godfather."

Uncle Evan wrapped my dad in a hug.

"The honor is mine, big brother."

AN#2: Please leave lots of reviews. Hope you liked the chapter, the next chapter should be the graduation chapter unless something changes.