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Author's Chapter Notes:
Crossover with McKenna - where Brick McKenna is played by Eric Close.
Taylor laid in bed, his hand unconsciously stroking up and down his lover's back. What the hell was he doing? He was sleeping with the son of a man he owed a hell of a lot to. A man who would probably be real pleased to find out what was going on between them. But, he couldn't stop it now.

For years, he had denied himself what he wanted most. He'd told himself that Brick was too young to know what he really wanted. And Taylor had been able to convince himself of that. Until the mountain. Everything changed for him up on that mountain, and he regretted never giving what he and Brick had shared a chance to become something more. But even then, that hadn't been the reason he'd accepted the invitation to stay at McKenna's. He needed to be away from everyone and everything. The possibility that Brick would be around hadn't really occured to him. And when he did see him again, he was determined to keep his distance.

But his resolve had only lasted until Brick had kissed him. Then he was lost. Taylor was tired of denying what he wanted. Over the next few days, he and Brick had reconnected. And those times together finally ended with them back in bed together. Taylor looked down into Brick's sleeping face and smiled. His lover looked so young, so vulnerable but he wasn't. In fact, it was Brick who was the strong one. And it was because of Brick that he was beginning to heal, to deal with what had happened on the mountain.

Taylor's eyes closed as he fought against the tears. He may be dealing with the guilt, but the memories were still haunting him. Taunting him. Taylor jumped slightly as he felt a hand on his cheek and he opened his eyes to see a concerned Brick watching him.

"You okay?"

"I will be."

Brick smiled gently, leaning over to kiss his lover. "You aren't thinking of disappearing on me, are you?"

Taylor reached up to caress Brick's face. "Just memories, Brick. Ones I'll never really get rid of. And my leaving would be best for you."

Brick shook his head. "You are not going to pull that stunt again, Taylor. This isn't some one night stand and you know it. We're in this for the long haul, you and I together."

"And what about your father, Brick? He won't accept this."

Brick rolled over and straddled Taylor's hips. "My father doesn't run my life, never has. If he can't accept that you are the person I want to be with, then I walk away."

Taylor shook his head. "I don't want to come between you and your dad."

"You aren't. Taylor, my relationship with my father is tentative at best. We have a lot of issues, and we've been estranged for a long time. So, you can't use that as an excuse."


Brick bent down, silencing Taylor with a kiss. He pulled back slightly. "I love you, Taylor. If you don't feel the same way, or if you don't want me, I can accept that. But don't walk away because it's what you think you have to do."

Taylor's eyes closed at Brick's words. He knew he should do what was best for the kid and say he didn't love him, didn't want him. But as he opened his eyes and looked into his lover's eyes, he knew he wasn't strong enough to do that.

"God help us both, but I love you too, kid."

Brick smiled as Taylor reverted to using the nickname he had for him. Sliding to his side, Brick snuggled against Taylor. "We can make this work, Taylor. Together."

Taylor wrapped his arms around the younger man. "I just don't want to hurt you, kid. I've got demons..."

Brick traced soothing patterns on Taylor's stomach. "I have demons too, Taylor. We can help each other with those too. Just don't walk away from me again. That's what hurts me."

Taylor tightened his hold on his lover as they both drifted back to sleep. It wasn't going to be easy for either of them, and Taylor knew there would be those who wouldn't approve. But damnit, he was selfish. He had denied what he wanted long enough, he wouldn't do it again. Life was too damn short.

Kissing Brick's forehead, Taylor drifted to sleep. And for the first night since coming off the mountain, he slept without nightmares. He was wrapped in the arms of a man who loved him, faults and all. And he'd be damned if he gave Brick up now.

Brick smiled as he felt Taylor drift into sleep. He'd been afraid that the older man would bolt, but now he could relax a little. Brick had no idea how his father would take this turn of events, but he didn't really care either. He could either accept it or not. Because there was no way he was going to give up Taylor. Not when he'd finally gotten him back.

Snuggling back against his lover, Brick allowed himself to drift back to sleep, wrapped in the arms he'd dreamed of for years.

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