Phoning home
Alec sat on the carpeted floor of the hotel hallway just outside Sam's room. Ruby was in talking to him again, and Alec figured if he was going to avoid her he should at least pretend he still had some balls and stop avoiding his brother. The phone call was days over due and badly needed.
Of course that didn't mean walking into a fire fight bare-assed with nothing but a paint gun wasn't easier. Because there was a list of reasons why Ben could be rightfully pissed at him a mile long. If Ben forgave him Alec vowed to never bring his brother within a hundred feet of a strip club ever again. Ever. Again. In fact, Alec was pondering developing a phobia.
He took a deep breath and pulled up Ben's number and hit send. Because Ben was his brother. Because the family had already been torn up enough. Because Ben deserved to hear an 'I'm sorry' even if he chose not to accept it.
He held the phone to his ear and waited.
Of course that didn't mean walking into a fire fight bare-assed with nothing but a paint gun wasn't easier. Because there was a list of reasons why Ben could be rightfully pissed at him a mile long. If Ben forgave him Alec vowed to never bring his brother within a hundred feet of a strip club ever again. Ever. Again. In fact, Alec was pondering developing a phobia.
He took a deep breath and pulled up Ben's number and hit send. Because Ben was his brother. Because the family had already been torn up enough. Because Ben deserved to hear an 'I'm sorry' even if he chose not to accept it.
He held the phone to his ear and waited.