Here I Come to Save the Day
Chapter 1
AN: I have to thank my beta. Isn't she the best? Thank You Carly. Lets all take time to thank Carly. *Pausing to allow time to thank Carly* THANK YA. This story is what happens when you don't have caffeine and you watch The Incredibles more times than really is necessary. Enjoy and Review. Thanks Tay for the encouragement, Luv ya much.
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"We got another call from New York," Brian said as he raised the glass of Beam to his lips, letting it burn down his throat.
"I don't care. I told you that I wasn't doing anymore jobs for the New York office as long as Bronson is in charge, I don't fucking trust him," Justin replied as he stirred the sauce that was boiling on the stove. He was getting tired of having to repeat his feelings about Bronson.
"They are willing to pay 1.4 million dollars to get this job done," Brian pushed. He knew how Justin felt about Bronson but the money was good and they were the best.
"Wow, that should make whoever agrees to do it very happy," Justin stated evenly. Brian threw his empty glass in the sink where is shattered and broke from the force. Justin flinched a little but kept his back to his husband of six years and his partner of ten.
"I don't fucking believe you," Brian screamed. "You're willing to pass on an assignment that's worth 1.4 million dollars because you get bad vibes from Bronson," he finished. Justin whipped around to face his husband.
"The same Bronson who was there when Lindsay disappeared, the same Bronson who told the boss that it was us who had last seen her, the same Bronson who got me fired on a bullshit accusation," Justin screamed. His anger was overshadowing the love he felt for the brunet standing in front of him. Brian crossed his arms and waited for Justin's breathing to return to normal; he knew it was not safe for Justin to get too hot.
"The same Bronson who replaced your dad when he married your mom," Brian said calmly. Justin's body stiffened and he closed his mouth against all the things that he wanted to say. "When are you gonna let it go Justin?" Brian asked. Justin turned from his lover and walked out of the kitchen.
"Fuck You Brian," Justin threw over his shoulder.
"Where are you going?" Brian asked. He was answered with silence as the front door slammed closed. "Fuck," Brian said to the empty house. He stepped up to the stove to finish the dinner that Justin had been making.
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"Did you contact Taylor and Kinney about doing the assignment?" Richard Donovan asked. He hated Phillip Bronson with all his heart but the man was damn loyal and eager to kiss ass which made him a much needed associate. Richard sat back in his chair as Bronson told him of his contact with Kinney.
"Kinney seemed ready to cooperate but as you know he does not do assignments without Taylor," Bronson said. He spat out the word Taylor like it was a poison in his mouth. He hated the Taylor's with all of his soul and if Jennifer was not so wealthy she would be first on his list to expire.
"Well, get Taylor. I don't see what the fuck the problem is," Richard snapped. He was doing his best to remain calm. The air around him was heated and extremely dry; his life depended on it.
"Taylor and I aren't exactly the best of friends at the worst of times," Bronson informed him. He watched his wife moving around in the kitchen and he prayed for the day when he could wipe her and all her family from the face of the earth. All except for one…Molly. Molly was the only bright spot in Bronson's life and the only good thing a Taylor had ever given him. She had been conceived on their wedding night and came happily into the world nine perfect months later. Phillip Bronson loved Molly; more than life itself.
"He is your fucking son-in-law," Richard yelled into the phone. Bronson pulled the receiver away from his ear and waited for his boss to calm down. "I don't give two fucking shits how you get them but you better fucking get them. Do you understand me? I want Kinney and Taylor in my office by noon tomorrow. DO I MAKE MYSELF FUCKING CLEAR?" Richard screamed.
"Yes sir, perfectly clear. They'll be in your office tomorrow," Bronson said. The phone went dead and he sat down in a chair. His heart was beating fast and he was shaking. He had absolutely no idea how he was supposed to get the two men to agree to come with him.
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Justin stood outside the school leaning against the flag pole and smoking a cigarette. He looked up and saw the brown head of a little boy that was the perfect copy of his father walking slowly and dragging his book bag, trying not to step on his shoestrings that were trailing behind him. Justin took the cigarette out his mouth and stepped on it just as the little boy started to walk past him.
"Whoa there speedy, I think you belong to me," Justin said as he grabbed the back of his son's jacket. Shane looked up at his daddy and gave him the piece of paper he was holding. "What is this?" Justin asked his seven year old son and the tears that had been building behind his eyes burst free and started to fall. Shane grabbed onto his daddy's leg and cried hot tears into the worn jeans. Justin looked at the paper and read it.
"Oh Shane, you know you can't go," Justin said as he stooped down to the little boy's eye level. He pulled a tissue from his jacket pocket and wiped his son's eyes and his nose.
"But daddy, it was only that one time and it was an accident," Shane said through the sobs that swam through his body. "I am bigger now and I have it under control, I promise. Can you just please talk to dad about it…please?" Shane pleaded. Justin looked at his son and at the paper in his hand again.
"We'll talk about it, but I am not promising you anything, okay?" Justin said. The tears dried up from Shane almost immediately. The little boy started jumping around and clapping. "Don't get too excited I still have to talk to your dad about it," Justin said. Shane nodded his head and started to climb the flag pole. Justin grabbed him before he got too high and made him slide back down.
"I told you not to do that. If your sister sees you she'll do it too and I have a hard enough time keeping her off of things," he told his son. Just as Justin finished what he was saying a little blonde came barreling out of the kindergarten section at full speed. Justin bent down to catch his flying tornado and kissed her all over her face; she giggled and screeched with delight.
"Daddy, I drew you a picture and we are going to the zoo. Can I go to the zoo daddy, huh? And Ms. Morris said that we are gonna make cookies and then she said that I can put the sprinkles on and… and you know what else? You know what else daddy?" she said as fast as she could. Justin looked at her and smiled at her enthusiasm.
"Oh my goodness Mac, is there more?" Justin asked his excited daughter. Shane rolled his eyes and continued swinging around the pole. The two siblings were as close as they could be for seven and five years old. Once Lindsay had agreed to have baby number one they hit her up for baby number two; Brian fathered their first, Shane Taylor-Kinney and Justin fathered their second, Mackenzie Taylor-Kinney.
"Yes," the little girl answered as Justin stood up and they started moving through the other students to the car. "I asked Ms. Morris if we were gonna see da elfinpants and she said yes," Mac told Justin as he strapped her into her booster seat. Shane crawled in and buckled himself into the seat next to his sister.
"Elephants, you big stupid… not elfinpants," Shane said to his sister as he pulled on a piece of her hair.
"Ouch, daddy, Shane pulled my hair," she said loud enough for the world to hear. Justin finished buckling her in and moved to close the door.
"Both of you guys stop it and don't call each other stupid," Justin said as he closed his door and walked around to get in the drivers seat. He strapped his own seatbelt on and pulled away from the curb. Less than five minutes from the school both kids were sleep.
Justin looked back at them and smiled. In the pit of his stomach he could feel a knot; the same knot he felt right before Lindsay disappeared. He glanced at his children in the back and tried with no luck to forget the knot but it was too big and it was only going to get bigger.
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"What the fuck is this?" Brian said as Justin dropped the slip of paper in front of him. Brian saved the file he was working on and picked up the piece of paper, reading it over. "He can't go," he said when he got to the end of the sheet. Justin braced himself for a fight because he knew that Brian was not going to easily back down.
"He wants to go Brian," Justin said firmly. He was trying to be civil and nice but underneath he was still boiling from the fight earlier. Brian bit his tongue for a minute, he knew Justin was still pissed and he wanted to tread lightly. "Last time was an accident," Justin said to him. Brian started to laugh and Justin just crossed his arms.
"An accident," Brian said louder than he intended and they both looked over to the table where the kids were finishing dinner to see if they had been heard. "You guys finish eating, I need to talk to daddy in private for a minute," Brian said to the two kids as he pulled Justin by his arm from the kitchen and upstairs to their bedroom. When they got there Brian let Justin go and paced the floor. Justin sat back on the bed and waited for Brian to speak.
"Last time we let him go to the aquarium he fucking electrocuted 25 great white sharks to death," Brian said. Justin looked at his husband and shrugged his shoulders.
"It was an accident and they weren't all great whites," Justin said in their son's defense. "He can control it now," he added. Brian stopped pacing and looked over at Justin.
"Oh that's right, they weren't all great whites… It was a whole fucking shark death cornucopia… that would have cost us millions of dollars," Brian yelled.
"It didn't though," Justin countered. "You need to give him a second chance," he said. Brian pulled back and looked at Justin.
"Look whose fucking talking about giving second chances. Why don't you give Bronson a fucking second chance?" Brian screamed. Justin flew off the bed and stood in front of his brunet lover and husband.
"WHY DON'T YOU OPEN YOUR FUCKING EYES?" Justin yelled and as fast as the words left his mouth he burst into a cloud of steam.
"Jesus fucking Christ Justin," Brian said as the steam settled around him. He sat on the bed and waited for Justin to calm down. Fifteen minutes later Justin was still on the bed in a cloud of steam; Brian rolled his eyes and got up off the bed to go and check on the kids who had gone outside to play. "Drama queen," he said to his husband as he closed the door behind him.
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"Get down off of there or I am going to tell dad on you," Shane screamed at his sister. He crossed his arms and waited for her to get down but she wouldn't budge. "I am serious Mac, get down or I am going to go in the house and get dad," he told her.
"So, go and get him. You'll get in trouble too because you were supposed to be watching me," she said as she walked along the edge of the roof. She laughed when her big brother didn't move. He knew he should go in and get his dad or his daddy but he didn't want to get in trouble.
"Get down," he shouted. "Someone is going to see you, you big stupid," he said to her. She was always getting into trouble. Shane was growing more and more impatient as he stood on the ground below his sister. "I am going to come up there," he stated boldly.
"Come on then, ya big chicken head," she teased. In a flash he climbed the tree next to the house and was standing on the roof next to her. She gave him a big grin and started to move away. He grabbed her by the wrist and started pulling her with him. "Get off me," she said.
He felt the vibrations faster than his brain could think and before he knew it she was spinning at warp speed in her favorite shape, a ball. She gave a giggle and started to roll off the roof. "Mac, Mac…Stop," he said sharply.
When she hit the rain gutters she caused a spark and Shane quickly threw out a hand. The electricity formed a loop around the spinning orb and he lifted his arm and brought her slamming to the ground. He brought his other arm up and used a strand of the current to swing himself off of the roof. When he landed he gave his sister four hard jolts before releasing her. "Ha, ha, ha…take that," he said as she stopped spinning.
"That hurt. I am going to tell," she cried as she dissolved into the ground. Shane looked around everywhere before running into the house.
"Mac, dissolving isn't fair and you know it," Shane whispered to the air. Brian walked up behind his son and when the little boy bumped into him he felt a small spark. Shane whipped around and looked into his dad's less than pleased face.
"Mackenzie, if you are in this room you better come out here… Now," Brian said as he waited for his daughter to appear. Mac reappeared through the sofa and sat down; she didn't like to make her dad upset. "How many times have we told you about using your powers to hurt each other?" Brian asked as he looked at the two kids with his arms crossed. Shane backed up and sat down next to his sister.
"Dad, it's not my fault. I told her to get down off the roof but she wouldn't. Daddy told her not to get up there and she keeps going up there anyway so I had to go up there and get her," Shane said.
"No I wasn't and Shane hit me with the tricity. You said that he is not allowed to shock me but he did it anyway," his daughter protested. Brian looked between the two; he was slowly losing his patience. He saw his bedroom door open out of the corner of his eye and Justin walked out and stood next to him. Brian raised his eyebrow and looked at his husband. Justin held up his hand to stop the two kids from talking. Brian raised an eyebrow when he saw that Justin's fingers were a little wrinkled.
"Stay under the steam a little too long sunshine?" Brian asked. Justin just looked at him and put his hand back down.
"Stop talking, go upstairs and get ready for bed," Justin told the two kids. They jumped up off the sofa and headed for the stairs. "No playing around up there or you're not going to go and see your mama on Friday," he added for substance. The four feet scurried quickly up the stairs at the thought of not being able to go and see their mama.
"I don't know why they get so excited about Mel," Brian said. Justin looked over at him and leaned forward. He placed a deep kiss onto Brian's lips, causing Brian to lust for more. Justin pulled back first and leaned against the doorframe.
"You are so fucking lucky I love you," Justin said. Brian smiled and nodded his head. Brian knew Justin did not like being caught off guard with his emotions and Brian was the only one who seemed to be able to cause the effect of him getting so angry he boiled and lost control. "So fucking lucky," he repeated.
"I know," Brian said as he let the smaller man lean into his chest. Their lips found each other's and they moaned into each other's mouths as their lips trace familiar paths. Brian traced his hands down the toned form that was pressed into him and as his hands reached their goal the doorbell rang. "Who in the fuck is that?" Brian asked into the warm mouth that covered his.
"Maybe they'll go away," Justin offered. They stilled their movements and waited to see if the person would ring the bell again. Ding…Dong.
Justin moved away from Brian and went to open the door. When he saw the person standing in front of him he swallowed deep and controlled the anger that was welling inside him. "What in the hell are you doing here?" He asked. Bronson shifted a little on his feet and looked past Justin at Brian before bringing his eyes back to Justin again.
"Do you think I could maybe come in?" Bronson asked. Justin steeled his arm across the door in silent protest. Brian came up behind him and placed his hand on Justin's back. The blond dropped his arm and let Bronson walk past him into the house. Brian waited for Bronson to turn into the living room before pressing his mouth to Justin's ear.
"Keep your friends close and your enemies closer. I'm not as blind as you seem to think," Brian whispered as he kissed Justin's lips and turned to walk into the living room. Justin took a hold of Brian's hand that was offered behind his back and followed him into the living room.
"So, what is so important that you had to pay us a personal visit?" Brian asked as they came in the room and sat down on the sofa. Brian positioned himself so that he could see the kids before Bronson did if they came down the stairs. Justin sat next to him and he could feel the heat burning off of him. He placed a hand on Justin's thigh and silently willed for the blond to calm down.
"Donovan wants to see you," Bronson said through clenched teeth as he watched the two people in front of him. He choked back all the urges he had to kill the two of them and their family on the spot. Brian crossed his legs in front of him and Justin crossed his arms over his chest and sat back into the sofa. "He says that he wants you both in his office tomorrow at noon," Bronson said, delivering the entire message.
"What the fuck is the assignment?" Brian asked. He watched as Bronson shifted in his seat a little, he had told Brian about the money but he had not given him details of the actual assignment. Bronson was actually curious himself because even he did not know the details of the assignment.
"I…I, I actually don't know the details," Bronson said. Brian and Justin looked at each other and then back at Bronson. Their interest was peeked. What could possibly be so important that the head of the company was personally asking to see them? Why didn't he tell Bronson? Why did it have to be them?
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"I cannot believe that you dragged me here… and I cannot believe that you left the kids with Ted and Emmett," Justin said as he paced the length of the window. Brian stood looking out the window as Justin moved back and forth. He spun around quickly and grabbed a hold of the blond man. "I just have a really bad feeling about this Brian," Justin said as the door to Richard Donovan's office swung open. The heat that radiated from inside the office swam out to greet them. Justin took a deep breath and a step back.
"What's wrong?" Brian asked. Justin threw him a confused look.
"You fucking stupid ass, I can't go in there it's a fucking sauna," Justin stated. Brian turned toward the office and walked inside, leaving Justin in the hall. He came out ten minutes later and motioned for Justin to come in the office. There were space heaters pointed directly at Richard Donovan and a humidifier had been placed in front of the guest chairs.
"I asked you here because I have an assignment for you. I know you don't work as much as you used to but I need the best and you two," Richard said as he pointed at Brian and Justin. "Are the best I have," he finished. "As Bronson told you the price tag is 1.4 million dollars and I am willing to double it, if, you can get the job done before August 1st," he told them.
"Holy Shit," Brian and Justin said together.
"What's the assignment?" Justin asked again. He didn't like the way it was being avoided and the knot inside him grew a bit more. Richard threw a folder on the table in front of Justin and Brian and numerous pictures of Lindsay fell out and scattered across the table and onto the floor. Justin reached for one and looked at it closely; Brian did the same. "These are recent," Justin said as he picked up more and more of the pictures.
"What the fuck is going on?" Brian asked as he stood and looked at Richard. Justin watched the two men face off and he felt the world shift a little as he took in what he was seeing; Lindsay was alive.
"We found Lindsay," Richard said evenly. "Jim Stockwell is going to use her to throw the world on its axis and we need to get to her before he does. We have until August 1st, before he claims her as his and turns her into a… straight," Richard said.
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