The Little Things Pt 63/? (Forever After Sequel)
Flash Forward 2032
“What do you mean there’s nothing you can do?” Adam asked looking at the two police officers in front of him. “We’re telling you our kids missing.”
“Mr Lambert, do you know how many runaway teens we have to deal with every day?” The taller police officer asked. “Kids runaway every day. If we went looking for them all, we wouldn’t have time to do anything else.”
“But you don’t understand,” Kris said looking at the officer. “He’s never done anything like this.”
“Yeah, he’s a good kid,” Adam added. “He’s not some wild thug that does this every other week. He’s just a little boy.”
“You told us you guys fought before he left,” the officer remarked. “He’s probably off sulking somewhere. Now if he’s still not home tomorrow, then call us again, but really we can’t do anything else.”
“This is bullshit,” Adam snapped. “He could be out there hurt somewhere.”
“You should try his friends again,” the office suggested. “Maybe family members.”
“Or if you guys have another house somewhere,” the other office said.
“We have a beach house in Malibu,” Kris answered.
“Think he could make his way there?” the officer asked.
“I doubt it,” Kris answered.
“You should send someone over there to look,” the officer said. “He could be hiding out there thinking he’s in trouble.”
“Or he could be in a ditch somewhere,” Adam said annoyed causing Kris to reach over and stroke his back.
“We’ll get one of the neighbors to go over and check the beach house.” Kris stood up. “Thanks for your time.”
“Give us a call in the morning,” the officer said moving towards the front door. “I’m sure he’ll be home with his tail between his legs long before then.”
“Thanks,” Kris repeated before closing the front door.
“Well that was a big fat waste of time,” Adam snapped. “I’m going to go out and look for him.”
“We’ve looked everywhere, Adam,” Kris sighed. “We can’t just keep going around in circles.”
“So what am I supposed to do?” Adam asked throwing his hands in the air. “Just sit here and wait?”
“Call his friends again,” Kris answered. “All the guys at the gym. I’ll call one of the neighbors at the beach house. Ask them to look around.”
“And after that I’m going to look for him,” Adam said before walking away from Kris.
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“Why do you do it?” Jacob whispered as he ran a fingertip up Gabe’s bare chest.
“Do what?”
“Smoke pot,” Jacob answered. “It’s really unattractive, you know.”
“I guess I do it because everyone else does it,” Gabe admitted. “I didn’t do it tonight though.”
“I can still smell it on you though.”
“Want me to shower?” Gabe asked moving to get up.
“No,” Jacob answered pulling him back down. “Just remember it’s bad for you.”
“I know.”
“And if you let my little brother smoke it I’ll tell my Papa,” Jacob added.
“Got it,” Gabe frowned. “I wonder where he is.”
“He’s probably at some gym somewhere beating the crap out of a punch bag,” Jacob answered.
“Did your Dad tell you what they fought about?”
“Joining the air force,” Jacob answered.
“Still?”
“Papa’s never going to let him do it,” Jacob shrugged.
“It’s not like him to just go off somewhere in a mood though,” Sebastian remarked. “And if he did, why hasn’t he came here?”
“Because you’re not his only friend,” Jacob smirked.
“Whatever,” Gabe said rolling onto his back. “Maybe I should drive around and look for him.”
“Stay out of it,” Jacob said. “You don’t want to be there when Papa gets his hands on him.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever witnessed Sebastian being in trouble,” Gabe mused. “That’s normal you and Sophia’ job.”
“And now Sebastian’s taking over,” Jacob shrugged. “He had to rebel at some point.”
“Rebel from what?” Gabe frowned. “I think your parents are pretty easy going.”
“You would think,” Jacob shrugged, “but when they get started. I think they should just let him join. It’s not like he’s going to be leading a war any time soon. I mean, the training must take years.”
“They don’t understand it, I think,” Gabe remarked. “Maybe if they research it all.”
“Maybe you don’t suggest that to them,” Jacob said. “Unless you want them to send you to war.”
“I know when not to piss off Adam Lambert,” Gabe smirked.
“Too bad you don’t know when not to piss off his son,” Jacob sighed looking at the bedroom floor. “Please tell me those aren’t the clean clothes I spent an hour ironing and neatly folding.”
“What?”
“That pile on the floor,” Jacob said sitting up. “Please tell me they’re dirty clothes.”
“I…”
“All you had to do was put them in the closet,” Jacob sighed climbing off the bed. “I spent all morning ironing them and you throw them on the floor.”
“They must have fallen off of the bed.”
“Why were they on the bed?” Jacob snapped. “You only had to put them in the closet.”
“I was going to do it later,” Gabe tried to explain.
“It’s always later with you,” Jacob said bending down to pick up the clothes. “What about the dishes in the sink.”
“I did them this morning.”
“After me telling you three times,” Jacob said disappearing into the closet with the clothes in his hand.
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Sebastian let out a deep breath as the credits of the movie began to go up the screen. “Well that was…”
“Long,” Jackson finished before Sebastian could say anything else.
“Yeah, I should probably go,” Sebastian said standing up.
“Don’t you want to talk?” Jackson asked. “I mean, this is pretty big.”
“I don’t know what to say,” Sebastian admitted.
“You have to know that I didn’t want to give you up,” Jackson said moving to sit on the coffee table again. “I begged and pleaded with Kelly to keep you, but she wouldn’t listen. She kept saying you needed to be with your sister. I was just a silly twenty-one-year-old. I didn’t know what to do.”
“I’m not angry at you for giving me up,” Sebastian said. “It’s not like you gave me away to bad people.”
“But you’re mine,” Jackson sighed. “You’re not supposed to belong to them.”
“But I do now,” Sebastian said. “They’re my parents and Jacob’s my brother, and Elle’s my sister.”
“It’s not blood though,” Jacob said. “It’s not what you me and Sophia have.”
“I should go,” Sebastian said again.
“Please,” Jackson said reaching forward to take Sebastian’s hands. “Just… I have been planning this for years. I just want the chance for you to understand. You must have questions. You can ask me anything.”
“Where’s Kelly?” Sebastian asked slipping his hands out of Jackson’s.
“Back in Texas,” Jackson answered. “We moved there together three years ago.”
“Why isn’t she here with you?”
“She doesn’t know I came for you,” Jackson answered. “She would freak if she knew. She’s always said that Adam and Kris were better for you. But that doesn’t mean she doesn’t love you. She collects everything she can get her hands on about your guys. Every magazine you were in. She’s even got a DVD of behind the scene footage of your Papa’s tour. There’s little thirty second clips of you playing drums backstage with your Papa. She must have watched that clip a million times over the years. We’ve both watched from the sidelines your whole lives.”
“You both did the right thing giving us up,” Sebastian remarked. “Sophia and I have a really good live.”
“It doesn’t sound like it,” Jackson frowned. “You talk like they don’t get you.”
“I guess I just confuse them sometimes,” Sebastian shrugged. “They’re very supportive.”
“Not now,” Jackson remarked. “Now they’re driving you to run away.”
“I should go,” Sebastian said standing up. “It’s getting really late.”
“What happens now?” Jackson asked standing up.
“I have no idea.”
“I would really like to get to know you,” Jackson said.
“I don’t know if that’s allowed to happen,” Sebastian said. “Isn’t there rules about adoption?”
“I don’t care about that,” Jackson admitted. “I know I’ve probably broken so many rules, but I just couldn’t stay away any longer. I needed you to know the truth.”
“Okay.”
“I know this is probably a big shock to you,” Jackson remarked. “You should think about everything we’ve said. I’m willing to answer any more questions you have, but… well I don’t know if telling your parents would be a good idea. They might not be too happy with me.”
“Or me,” Sebastian frowned. “I won’t tell them.”
“Good boy,” Jackson smiled. “And you know where I live. You can come here any time.”
“Thanks,” Sebastian said moving towards the front door. “And thanks for dinner.”
“Anytime,” Jackson said with a wide smile. “And thanks for taking all of this so good. I know it’s a lot to take in.”
“You got that right,” Sebastian sighed.
“Take care, son,” Jackson smiled as Sebastian walked out of the apartment.
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“It’s getting dark,” Adam said as he looked out of his bedroom window onto the driveway. “Maybe we should call the police again.”
“They’re only going to say the same thing,” Kris sighed standing up from the bed to look out of the window. “Maybe I should start looking around the gyms. He could be hiding out in one of them.”
“I should call Gabe,” Adam said reaching for the phone. “He should know all the gyms Sebastian does.”
“Ask him about hang outs too,” Kris said grabbing his shoes from the closet. “You know, like bowling alleys and things.”
“I’ll start with the gyms closest and work my way to West Hollywood.”
“Don’t bother,” Adam said looking out of the window. “Look.”
Kris moved to the window to see Sebastian peddling his bike up the driveway. “Thank god,” he breathed out resting his forehead on Adam’s shoulder.
“I don’t know if I should yell at him or hug him,” Adam said as he moved towards the bedroom door.
“Don’t,” Kris said. “Let’s just stay here.”
“I want to make sure he’s okay.”
“If he wants to talk to us he will,” Kris said moving back to the bed. “Let him come to us.”
“But…”
“We can’t risk another yelling match and him walking back out of the door,” Kris said climbing into bed. “Whatever we need to say can wait until morning.”
Adam looked towards the door as he heard Sebastian walk past to go to his own room. “We should call everyone and tell them he’s home.”
“And then you come to bed,” Kris said. “You look tired.”
“It’s not been a good day,” Adam agreed sitting down on the side of the bed.
“Tomorrow will be better,” Kris promised as he rolled onto his side to rub small circles into the middle of Adam’s back.
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“That was your Papa,” Gabe said hanging up the phone. “Seb’s home. Jacob… Jacob did you hear me?”
“I heard you,” Jacob said keeping his eyes on the book in his hand.
“They don’t know where he was,” Gabe said.
“Uh huh.”
“Are you really not talking to me?” Gabe sighed.
“I don’t want to fight anymore,” Jacob said flipping the page on his book.
“So talk to me.”
“That will only lead to more fighting,” Jacob answered.
“I’m sorry I didn’t put those clothes away when you asked,” Gabe said taking a seat beside Jacob on the sofa. “I really was going to do it later.”
“After your pot smoking party?” Jacob asked annoyed.
“I told you I didn’t smoke pot,” Gabe sighed. “Why do you always have to drag everything up again?”
“I do not?”
“You’ve still not got over the damn skull t-shirt from the other day,” Gabe said annoyed. “I ever went out and bought you another one and you weren’t happy.”
“You got it from a second hand store.”
“But it looked exactly like the other one,” Gabe sighed.
“It was from target,” Jacob snapped. “It had sweat stains on it.”
“You know what, I can’t win with you,” Gabe complained as he stood up to grab his coat.
“Where are you going?”
“For a walk.”
“Don’t be so stupid,” Jacob sighed. “It’s dark out there.”
“Then I’ll go for a drive,” Gabe said grabbing his car keys. “Anything to get out of this place.”
“Oh that’s really mature,” Jacob said standing up. “Running away. Who do you think you are, Sebastian?”
“If I don’t leave I’m going to say something I’ll regret later,” Gabe said trying to stay calm.
“Fine,” Jacob snapped before marching towards the bedroom door and slamming it shut behind him.
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Adam waited until Kris had fell asleep before slipping out from under the covers and tiptoeing towards Sebastian’s open bedroom door. He peeked inside to find Sebastian lying curled up on top of the bed with all of his clothes still on. Adam quietly made his way to the bed starting at Sebastian’s feet he began untying his shoe laces and tugging off his sneakers. Once his shoes were off he began pulling the bed cover out from under him, tucking it up around Sebastian’s shoulders. Once he was happy his son was comfortable, Adam perched himself on the edge of the bed to brush a few stray hairs away from Sebastian’s face.
“I love you, you know,” Adam whispered sweeping the back of his hand over Sebastian’s cheek. “From the moment you came into our lives.” Adam let out a sigh as he looked down at his youngest son. “I even picked your name.”
End of Flash Forward 2032
Flashback 2017
“And then there were three,” Adam said quietly.
Kris nodded his head as he looked down at Sophia and Jacob fussing over the new baby. “He needs a name.”
“We should probably hurry up and think of one.”
“Before Sophia does it for us.”
“Exactly.”
Kris looked back down at his three kids with a smile on his face. “You should name this one.”
“Me?” Adam asked surprised.
“Sure,” Kris smiled, “I mean I did get to pick Sophia's name.”
“But what if I pick a weird name?” Adam asked unsure.
“You won't,” Kris laughed, “I trust you.” Adam let out a long breath before moving towards the door. “Where are you going?” Kris shouted after him.
“I have research to do,” Adam called back.
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“Sebastian?” Kris asked as he looked across the bed at his husband. “Like in the Little Mermaid?”
“No, not like the Little Mermaid,” Adam sighed. “You picked Sophia's name because of a crush.” Adam moved closer to the middle of the bed to look at his husband.
“You had a crush on the crab in the Little Mermaid?” Kris asked confused.
“It's not about the Little Mermaid,” Adam grumbled. “You picked Sophia's name because of a childhood memory.”
“So there was some cute kid called Sebastian you knew?” Kris looked down onto the bed at the little baby lying between them. “You want to name our baby after him?”
“Sebastian wasn't a person.” Adam looked down uncomfortably at the baby.
“This is about the crab in the Little Mermaid.”
“Will you forget about the damn crab?” Adam sighed. “It's not about the stupid movie.
“Alright,” Kris said, holding his hands up in the air.
“When I was about eleven my dad had this painting hanging in his office, right above the computer.”
“The computer you used to search gay porn?” Kris asked with a smirk.
“It was a religious picture,” Adam said, ignoring his husband's smart ass comment. “It was of this Saint...”
“Saint Sebastian?” Kris interrupted.
“I didn't know who it was,” Adam shrugged, “to me it was just a picture of this man lying down with a sheet over his thighs, he had an arrow sticking out of his stomach.” Adam moved down the bed to rest his head on the pillow. “The picture confused the hell out of me. It was a painting of a beautiful man, and it was probably the first time I actually looked at someone of the same sex and felt flutters.”
“Flutters?” Kris asked confused.
“That feeling you had for the minister’s son.”
“Are you trying to tell me your first crush was on a religious painting?” Kris asked with a slight smirk.
“I'm trying to be serious here,” Adam sighed.
“Sorry,” Kris mumbled, “go on.”
“There was just something different about this picture, it confused me, but excited me at the same time. When my dad caught me looking at the porn...” Adam paused to allow his husband to get the smirk off his face.
“Sorry,” Kris mumbled again.
“He told me about the picture.” Adam looked closely at his little boy. Saint Sebastian was sort of a magical being. My dad told me that it was said that his aura once cured a woman of her muteness. He told me how he was killed for converting people to Christianity. Dad said “As time went on Saint Sebastian was used for different examples. My dad found the picture in a market place just before I was born,” Adam stopped, looking up to make sure Kris was still awake.
“I'm listening,” Kris smiled.
“When he found me with the porn, he told me the story he learned when he bought the picture. My dad said the man that sold him the painting told him that these days Saint Sebastian is a figure of homosexuality.”
“Ah,” Kris nodded, finally understanding.
“He said Saint Sebastian was treated badly because he was trying to teach people something different, when they weren't ready to accept it. Just like homosexuals are treated badly when they tried to fight for their rights.”
“I get that,” Kris smiled.
“The moment my dad said the word homosexuality my heart stopped,” Adam joked. “He told me how Saint Sebastian was killed for being different, and that's why he bought the picture. He isn't a religious man, but someone being killed for being a little bit different should be martyred in his mind.” Adam smiled at the memory.
“Your dad was telling you it was okay to be gay,” Kris pointed out.
“Exactly,” Adam smiled, “and even though I didn't say the words 'I'm gay' that day, I knew, at that moment, it would be okay when I did finally say it.”
Kris looked down at the baby asleep on the bed beside him. “Sebastian Lambert-Allen.”
“It makes him sound strong,” Adam mused.
“Plus, it's a kick-ass name for a rock star.”
Adam rolled his eyes at his husband. “Let's not corrupt the little one so early.”
“I'll give him a week to settle in before I strap a guitar to him.” Kris leaned over to kiss Adam's cheek. “Are you glad Kelly sent that letter now?”
Adam looked down at his little boy, smiling wide. “I am. Even if we are now outnumbered.”
“Come on,” Kris laughed, “we won't let them win.”
“I don't think we'll have a choice.” Adam nodded towards the bedroom door where Sophia and Jacob stood watching them.
“We can't sleep,” Sophia announced before pulling Jacob towards the bed.
Kris gave his husband a look before laughing lightly. “We're going to need a bigger bed.”
“If Kelly doesn't start behaving herself we're going to need a bigger house.” Adam held out his hands just in time for Jacob to jump into them.
End of Flashback 20317
Flash Forward 2032
Adam walked down the stairs rubbing the sleep from his eyes before noticing Sebastian sitting on the sofa with a bowl of cereal on his lap. “Morning.”
Sebastian jumped at the sound of Adam’s voice. “Hi.”
“You’re up early,” Adam remarked as he took a seat next to Sebastian on the sofa.
“Couldn’t sleep.”
“What are you watching?”
“I’m sorry, Papa,” Sebastian said turning to look at Adam. “I shouldn’t have said most of those things yesterday.”
“We all said things we shouldn’t have,” Adam said placing his feet up on the coffee table. “But those things you said…”
“I am really sorry,” Sebastian said.
“Don’t worry about that,” Adam sighed reaching out to rub Sebastian’s thigh. “I’m more worried about if you think they’re true or not. Do you really think we give more attention to Jacob?”
“I guess it’s natural,” Sebastian shrugged. “He is your biological son.”
“Now you stop that,” Adam said annoyed. “I don’t want you talking like that again. There is no difference between you and Jacob. I could give a flying fuck about DNA. You’re both mine and that’s it.”
“I know you and Dad love me,” Sebastian said quietly.
“I couldn’t love you any more if I tried,” Adam admitted. “Look honey, you might have came to us through a different way, but that doesn’t mean I love you differently. You were born to be mine.” Adam reached out to take Sebastian’s hand in his own. “I couldn’t have created a more perfect son. All this loving someone more just because of some blood, is just silly. You don’t love Sophia more than Elle just because you share some blood, do you?”
“No.”
“Honey, it doesn’t matter how our little family got created,” Adam said quietly. “What’s more important is how we love. And me and your Dad love you completely.”
“Thanks,” Sebastian smiled. “I love you both too.”
“And about the air force…”
“We don’t have to talk about that now,” Sebastian remarked.
“Your Dad and I have talked about it,” Adam said. “And we have agreed to learn everything we can about it. We’ll talk to people and see where we go from there.”
“Okay,” Sebastian smiled. “That’s all I wanted.”
“We okay now?” Adam asked letting go of Sebastian’s hand.
“Of course we are,” Sebastian smiled taking a spoonful of cereal.
“Can I have some?” Adam asked.
“Sure,” Sebastian said before holding out a spoonful of cereal for Adam to eat.
“Yuck,” Adam groaned. “Too much sugar.”
“It’s good for you,” Sebastian smiled.
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Sebastian stood back as the apartment door opened. “You came back,” Jackson smiled moving to let Sebastian in.
“I think I want to learn about my other family,” Sebastian said as Jackson closed the front door behind them.
End of Flash Forward 2032
“What do you mean there’s nothing you can do?” Adam asked looking at the two police officers in front of him. “We’re telling you our kids missing.”
“Mr Lambert, do you know how many runaway teens we have to deal with every day?” The taller police officer asked. “Kids runaway every day. If we went looking for them all, we wouldn’t have time to do anything else.”
“But you don’t understand,” Kris said looking at the officer. “He’s never done anything like this.”
“Yeah, he’s a good kid,” Adam added. “He’s not some wild thug that does this every other week. He’s just a little boy.”
“You told us you guys fought before he left,” the officer remarked. “He’s probably off sulking somewhere. Now if he’s still not home tomorrow, then call us again, but really we can’t do anything else.”
“This is bullshit,” Adam snapped. “He could be out there hurt somewhere.”
“You should try his friends again,” the office suggested. “Maybe family members.”
“Or if you guys have another house somewhere,” the other office said.
“We have a beach house in Malibu,” Kris answered.
“Think he could make his way there?” the officer asked.
“I doubt it,” Kris answered.
“You should send someone over there to look,” the officer said. “He could be hiding out there thinking he’s in trouble.”
“Or he could be in a ditch somewhere,” Adam said annoyed causing Kris to reach over and stroke his back.
“We’ll get one of the neighbors to go over and check the beach house.” Kris stood up. “Thanks for your time.”
“Give us a call in the morning,” the officer said moving towards the front door. “I’m sure he’ll be home with his tail between his legs long before then.”
“Thanks,” Kris repeated before closing the front door.
“Well that was a big fat waste of time,” Adam snapped. “I’m going to go out and look for him.”
“We’ve looked everywhere, Adam,” Kris sighed. “We can’t just keep going around in circles.”
“So what am I supposed to do?” Adam asked throwing his hands in the air. “Just sit here and wait?”
“Call his friends again,” Kris answered. “All the guys at the gym. I’ll call one of the neighbors at the beach house. Ask them to look around.”
“And after that I’m going to look for him,” Adam said before walking away from Kris.
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“Why do you do it?” Jacob whispered as he ran a fingertip up Gabe’s bare chest.
“Do what?”
“Smoke pot,” Jacob answered. “It’s really unattractive, you know.”
“I guess I do it because everyone else does it,” Gabe admitted. “I didn’t do it tonight though.”
“I can still smell it on you though.”
“Want me to shower?” Gabe asked moving to get up.
“No,” Jacob answered pulling him back down. “Just remember it’s bad for you.”
“I know.”
“And if you let my little brother smoke it I’ll tell my Papa,” Jacob added.
“Got it,” Gabe frowned. “I wonder where he is.”
“He’s probably at some gym somewhere beating the crap out of a punch bag,” Jacob answered.
“Did your Dad tell you what they fought about?”
“Joining the air force,” Jacob answered.
“Still?”
“Papa’s never going to let him do it,” Jacob shrugged.
“It’s not like him to just go off somewhere in a mood though,” Sebastian remarked. “And if he did, why hasn’t he came here?”
“Because you’re not his only friend,” Jacob smirked.
“Whatever,” Gabe said rolling onto his back. “Maybe I should drive around and look for him.”
“Stay out of it,” Jacob said. “You don’t want to be there when Papa gets his hands on him.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever witnessed Sebastian being in trouble,” Gabe mused. “That’s normal you and Sophia’ job.”
“And now Sebastian’s taking over,” Jacob shrugged. “He had to rebel at some point.”
“Rebel from what?” Gabe frowned. “I think your parents are pretty easy going.”
“You would think,” Jacob shrugged, “but when they get started. I think they should just let him join. It’s not like he’s going to be leading a war any time soon. I mean, the training must take years.”
“They don’t understand it, I think,” Gabe remarked. “Maybe if they research it all.”
“Maybe you don’t suggest that to them,” Jacob said. “Unless you want them to send you to war.”
“I know when not to piss off Adam Lambert,” Gabe smirked.
“Too bad you don’t know when not to piss off his son,” Jacob sighed looking at the bedroom floor. “Please tell me those aren’t the clean clothes I spent an hour ironing and neatly folding.”
“What?”
“That pile on the floor,” Jacob said sitting up. “Please tell me they’re dirty clothes.”
“I…”
“All you had to do was put them in the closet,” Jacob sighed climbing off the bed. “I spent all morning ironing them and you throw them on the floor.”
“They must have fallen off of the bed.”
“Why were they on the bed?” Jacob snapped. “You only had to put them in the closet.”
“I was going to do it later,” Gabe tried to explain.
“It’s always later with you,” Jacob said bending down to pick up the clothes. “What about the dishes in the sink.”
“I did them this morning.”
“After me telling you three times,” Jacob said disappearing into the closet with the clothes in his hand.
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Sebastian let out a deep breath as the credits of the movie began to go up the screen. “Well that was…”
“Long,” Jackson finished before Sebastian could say anything else.
“Yeah, I should probably go,” Sebastian said standing up.
“Don’t you want to talk?” Jackson asked. “I mean, this is pretty big.”
“I don’t know what to say,” Sebastian admitted.
“You have to know that I didn’t want to give you up,” Jackson said moving to sit on the coffee table again. “I begged and pleaded with Kelly to keep you, but she wouldn’t listen. She kept saying you needed to be with your sister. I was just a silly twenty-one-year-old. I didn’t know what to do.”
“I’m not angry at you for giving me up,” Sebastian said. “It’s not like you gave me away to bad people.”
“But you’re mine,” Jackson sighed. “You’re not supposed to belong to them.”
“But I do now,” Sebastian said. “They’re my parents and Jacob’s my brother, and Elle’s my sister.”
“It’s not blood though,” Jacob said. “It’s not what you me and Sophia have.”
“I should go,” Sebastian said again.
“Please,” Jackson said reaching forward to take Sebastian’s hands. “Just… I have been planning this for years. I just want the chance for you to understand. You must have questions. You can ask me anything.”
“Where’s Kelly?” Sebastian asked slipping his hands out of Jackson’s.
“Back in Texas,” Jackson answered. “We moved there together three years ago.”
“Why isn’t she here with you?”
“She doesn’t know I came for you,” Jackson answered. “She would freak if she knew. She’s always said that Adam and Kris were better for you. But that doesn’t mean she doesn’t love you. She collects everything she can get her hands on about your guys. Every magazine you were in. She’s even got a DVD of behind the scene footage of your Papa’s tour. There’s little thirty second clips of you playing drums backstage with your Papa. She must have watched that clip a million times over the years. We’ve both watched from the sidelines your whole lives.”
“You both did the right thing giving us up,” Sebastian remarked. “Sophia and I have a really good live.”
“It doesn’t sound like it,” Jackson frowned. “You talk like they don’t get you.”
“I guess I just confuse them sometimes,” Sebastian shrugged. “They’re very supportive.”
“Not now,” Jackson remarked. “Now they’re driving you to run away.”
“I should go,” Sebastian said standing up. “It’s getting really late.”
“What happens now?” Jackson asked standing up.
“I have no idea.”
“I would really like to get to know you,” Jackson said.
“I don’t know if that’s allowed to happen,” Sebastian said. “Isn’t there rules about adoption?”
“I don’t care about that,” Jackson admitted. “I know I’ve probably broken so many rules, but I just couldn’t stay away any longer. I needed you to know the truth.”
“Okay.”
“I know this is probably a big shock to you,” Jackson remarked. “You should think about everything we’ve said. I’m willing to answer any more questions you have, but… well I don’t know if telling your parents would be a good idea. They might not be too happy with me.”
“Or me,” Sebastian frowned. “I won’t tell them.”
“Good boy,” Jackson smiled. “And you know where I live. You can come here any time.”
“Thanks,” Sebastian said moving towards the front door. “And thanks for dinner.”
“Anytime,” Jackson said with a wide smile. “And thanks for taking all of this so good. I know it’s a lot to take in.”
“You got that right,” Sebastian sighed.
“Take care, son,” Jackson smiled as Sebastian walked out of the apartment.
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“It’s getting dark,” Adam said as he looked out of his bedroom window onto the driveway. “Maybe we should call the police again.”
“They’re only going to say the same thing,” Kris sighed standing up from the bed to look out of the window. “Maybe I should start looking around the gyms. He could be hiding out in one of them.”
“I should call Gabe,” Adam said reaching for the phone. “He should know all the gyms Sebastian does.”
“Ask him about hang outs too,” Kris said grabbing his shoes from the closet. “You know, like bowling alleys and things.”
“I’ll start with the gyms closest and work my way to West Hollywood.”
“Don’t bother,” Adam said looking out of the window. “Look.”
Kris moved to the window to see Sebastian peddling his bike up the driveway. “Thank god,” he breathed out resting his forehead on Adam’s shoulder.
“I don’t know if I should yell at him or hug him,” Adam said as he moved towards the bedroom door.
“Don’t,” Kris said. “Let’s just stay here.”
“I want to make sure he’s okay.”
“If he wants to talk to us he will,” Kris said moving back to the bed. “Let him come to us.”
“But…”
“We can’t risk another yelling match and him walking back out of the door,” Kris said climbing into bed. “Whatever we need to say can wait until morning.”
Adam looked towards the door as he heard Sebastian walk past to go to his own room. “We should call everyone and tell them he’s home.”
“And then you come to bed,” Kris said. “You look tired.”
“It’s not been a good day,” Adam agreed sitting down on the side of the bed.
“Tomorrow will be better,” Kris promised as he rolled onto his side to rub small circles into the middle of Adam’s back.
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“That was your Papa,” Gabe said hanging up the phone. “Seb’s home. Jacob… Jacob did you hear me?”
“I heard you,” Jacob said keeping his eyes on the book in his hand.
“They don’t know where he was,” Gabe said.
“Uh huh.”
“Are you really not talking to me?” Gabe sighed.
“I don’t want to fight anymore,” Jacob said flipping the page on his book.
“So talk to me.”
“That will only lead to more fighting,” Jacob answered.
“I’m sorry I didn’t put those clothes away when you asked,” Gabe said taking a seat beside Jacob on the sofa. “I really was going to do it later.”
“After your pot smoking party?” Jacob asked annoyed.
“I told you I didn’t smoke pot,” Gabe sighed. “Why do you always have to drag everything up again?”
“I do not?”
“You’ve still not got over the damn skull t-shirt from the other day,” Gabe said annoyed. “I ever went out and bought you another one and you weren’t happy.”
“You got it from a second hand store.”
“But it looked exactly like the other one,” Gabe sighed.
“It was from target,” Jacob snapped. “It had sweat stains on it.”
“You know what, I can’t win with you,” Gabe complained as he stood up to grab his coat.
“Where are you going?”
“For a walk.”
“Don’t be so stupid,” Jacob sighed. “It’s dark out there.”
“Then I’ll go for a drive,” Gabe said grabbing his car keys. “Anything to get out of this place.”
“Oh that’s really mature,” Jacob said standing up. “Running away. Who do you think you are, Sebastian?”
“If I don’t leave I’m going to say something I’ll regret later,” Gabe said trying to stay calm.
“Fine,” Jacob snapped before marching towards the bedroom door and slamming it shut behind him.
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Adam waited until Kris had fell asleep before slipping out from under the covers and tiptoeing towards Sebastian’s open bedroom door. He peeked inside to find Sebastian lying curled up on top of the bed with all of his clothes still on. Adam quietly made his way to the bed starting at Sebastian’s feet he began untying his shoe laces and tugging off his sneakers. Once his shoes were off he began pulling the bed cover out from under him, tucking it up around Sebastian’s shoulders. Once he was happy his son was comfortable, Adam perched himself on the edge of the bed to brush a few stray hairs away from Sebastian’s face.
“I love you, you know,” Adam whispered sweeping the back of his hand over Sebastian’s cheek. “From the moment you came into our lives.” Adam let out a sigh as he looked down at his youngest son. “I even picked your name.”
End of Flash Forward 2032
Flashback 2017
“And then there were three,” Adam said quietly.
Kris nodded his head as he looked down at Sophia and Jacob fussing over the new baby. “He needs a name.”
“We should probably hurry up and think of one.”
“Before Sophia does it for us.”
“Exactly.”
Kris looked back down at his three kids with a smile on his face. “You should name this one.”
“Me?” Adam asked surprised.
“Sure,” Kris smiled, “I mean I did get to pick Sophia's name.”
“But what if I pick a weird name?” Adam asked unsure.
“You won't,” Kris laughed, “I trust you.” Adam let out a long breath before moving towards the door. “Where are you going?” Kris shouted after him.
“I have research to do,” Adam called back.
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“Sebastian?” Kris asked as he looked across the bed at his husband. “Like in the Little Mermaid?”
“No, not like the Little Mermaid,” Adam sighed. “You picked Sophia's name because of a crush.” Adam moved closer to the middle of the bed to look at his husband.
“You had a crush on the crab in the Little Mermaid?” Kris asked confused.
“It's not about the Little Mermaid,” Adam grumbled. “You picked Sophia's name because of a childhood memory.”
“So there was some cute kid called Sebastian you knew?” Kris looked down onto the bed at the little baby lying between them. “You want to name our baby after him?”
“Sebastian wasn't a person.” Adam looked down uncomfortably at the baby.
“This is about the crab in the Little Mermaid.”
“Will you forget about the damn crab?” Adam sighed. “It's not about the stupid movie.
“Alright,” Kris said, holding his hands up in the air.
“When I was about eleven my dad had this painting hanging in his office, right above the computer.”
“The computer you used to search gay porn?” Kris asked with a smirk.
“It was a religious picture,” Adam said, ignoring his husband's smart ass comment. “It was of this Saint...”
“Saint Sebastian?” Kris interrupted.
“I didn't know who it was,” Adam shrugged, “to me it was just a picture of this man lying down with a sheet over his thighs, he had an arrow sticking out of his stomach.” Adam moved down the bed to rest his head on the pillow. “The picture confused the hell out of me. It was a painting of a beautiful man, and it was probably the first time I actually looked at someone of the same sex and felt flutters.”
“Flutters?” Kris asked confused.
“That feeling you had for the minister’s son.”
“Are you trying to tell me your first crush was on a religious painting?” Kris asked with a slight smirk.
“I'm trying to be serious here,” Adam sighed.
“Sorry,” Kris mumbled, “go on.”
“There was just something different about this picture, it confused me, but excited me at the same time. When my dad caught me looking at the porn...” Adam paused to allow his husband to get the smirk off his face.
“Sorry,” Kris mumbled again.
“He told me about the picture.” Adam looked closely at his little boy. Saint Sebastian was sort of a magical being. My dad told me that it was said that his aura once cured a woman of her muteness. He told me how he was killed for converting people to Christianity. Dad said “As time went on Saint Sebastian was used for different examples. My dad found the picture in a market place just before I was born,” Adam stopped, looking up to make sure Kris was still awake.
“I'm listening,” Kris smiled.
“When he found me with the porn, he told me the story he learned when he bought the picture. My dad said the man that sold him the painting told him that these days Saint Sebastian is a figure of homosexuality.”
“Ah,” Kris nodded, finally understanding.
“He said Saint Sebastian was treated badly because he was trying to teach people something different, when they weren't ready to accept it. Just like homosexuals are treated badly when they tried to fight for their rights.”
“I get that,” Kris smiled.
“The moment my dad said the word homosexuality my heart stopped,” Adam joked. “He told me how Saint Sebastian was killed for being different, and that's why he bought the picture. He isn't a religious man, but someone being killed for being a little bit different should be martyred in his mind.” Adam smiled at the memory.
“Your dad was telling you it was okay to be gay,” Kris pointed out.
“Exactly,” Adam smiled, “and even though I didn't say the words 'I'm gay' that day, I knew, at that moment, it would be okay when I did finally say it.”
Kris looked down at the baby asleep on the bed beside him. “Sebastian Lambert-Allen.”
“It makes him sound strong,” Adam mused.
“Plus, it's a kick-ass name for a rock star.”
Adam rolled his eyes at his husband. “Let's not corrupt the little one so early.”
“I'll give him a week to settle in before I strap a guitar to him.” Kris leaned over to kiss Adam's cheek. “Are you glad Kelly sent that letter now?”
Adam looked down at his little boy, smiling wide. “I am. Even if we are now outnumbered.”
“Come on,” Kris laughed, “we won't let them win.”
“I don't think we'll have a choice.” Adam nodded towards the bedroom door where Sophia and Jacob stood watching them.
“We can't sleep,” Sophia announced before pulling Jacob towards the bed.
Kris gave his husband a look before laughing lightly. “We're going to need a bigger bed.”
“If Kelly doesn't start behaving herself we're going to need a bigger house.” Adam held out his hands just in time for Jacob to jump into them.
End of Flashback 20317
Flash Forward 2032
Adam walked down the stairs rubbing the sleep from his eyes before noticing Sebastian sitting on the sofa with a bowl of cereal on his lap. “Morning.”
Sebastian jumped at the sound of Adam’s voice. “Hi.”
“You’re up early,” Adam remarked as he took a seat next to Sebastian on the sofa.
“Couldn’t sleep.”
“What are you watching?”
“I’m sorry, Papa,” Sebastian said turning to look at Adam. “I shouldn’t have said most of those things yesterday.”
“We all said things we shouldn’t have,” Adam said placing his feet up on the coffee table. “But those things you said…”
“I am really sorry,” Sebastian said.
“Don’t worry about that,” Adam sighed reaching out to rub Sebastian’s thigh. “I’m more worried about if you think they’re true or not. Do you really think we give more attention to Jacob?”
“I guess it’s natural,” Sebastian shrugged. “He is your biological son.”
“Now you stop that,” Adam said annoyed. “I don’t want you talking like that again. There is no difference between you and Jacob. I could give a flying fuck about DNA. You’re both mine and that’s it.”
“I know you and Dad love me,” Sebastian said quietly.
“I couldn’t love you any more if I tried,” Adam admitted. “Look honey, you might have came to us through a different way, but that doesn’t mean I love you differently. You were born to be mine.” Adam reached out to take Sebastian’s hand in his own. “I couldn’t have created a more perfect son. All this loving someone more just because of some blood, is just silly. You don’t love Sophia more than Elle just because you share some blood, do you?”
“No.”
“Honey, it doesn’t matter how our little family got created,” Adam said quietly. “What’s more important is how we love. And me and your Dad love you completely.”
“Thanks,” Sebastian smiled. “I love you both too.”
“And about the air force…”
“We don’t have to talk about that now,” Sebastian remarked.
“Your Dad and I have talked about it,” Adam said. “And we have agreed to learn everything we can about it. We’ll talk to people and see where we go from there.”
“Okay,” Sebastian smiled. “That’s all I wanted.”
“We okay now?” Adam asked letting go of Sebastian’s hand.
“Of course we are,” Sebastian smiled taking a spoonful of cereal.
“Can I have some?” Adam asked.
“Sure,” Sebastian said before holding out a spoonful of cereal for Adam to eat.
“Yuck,” Adam groaned. “Too much sugar.”
“It’s good for you,” Sebastian smiled.
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Sebastian stood back as the apartment door opened. “You came back,” Jackson smiled moving to let Sebastian in.
“I think I want to learn about my other family,” Sebastian said as Jackson closed the front door behind them.
End of Flash Forward 2032