Introductions

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Part 14

"Trev," Elliot said softly, his eyes meeting his lover’s over Robert’s sleeping head, "What’s up with you?" His brow was furrowed deeply as he silently begged the brunette to answer him truthfully. "One minute you’re pissed because of… well, because of HIM. And the next…" he sighed. "I… you called him ‘baby’, Trev."

Dark brows drew almost together as Trevor tried to find a way to lie. Unfortunately, he couldn’t. Not with Elliot looking at him like that.

He sighed softly, his voice gentle and low in an effort to let the young and damaged man between them sleep on. "You know I already knew him, El," he said, reconciled to being fully honest about Robert for once. "I… right after I became human… I went to London to see Rupert about that… prophecy thing. And I met Ro… him." He sighed again, his eyes on the young man in question, afraid of waking him by voicing his name.

"I wish you could have seen him then, El… he was so sweet, so stunning… and all of seventeen." Trevor chuckled softly. "Of course, I wasn’t much older but I was new to this body and he seemed so young. I knew I was attracted to men, but how could I even try anything when he was still at that age when he was questioning everything and discovering his own… desires? I mean, what if he was straight?"

"But I wanted him," he admitted finally. "I wanted him so much, El, but I was still so OLD then-- on the inside-- and it just seemed wrong, you know?"

Elliot frowned and shook his head. "Trev, I… how much do you know about Robert’s life? Before his parents died, I mean?"

Trevor shrugged as best he was able while still holding the object of his six-year-long fascination close. "School. Private school I’m guessing. Not much else, really."

The blond sighed, his fingers leaving Robert’s back to rub lightly through his lover’s hair. "Love… Robert has known he was gay since he was like twelve. He… well, there was a guy at school who he lost to another when he had to leave after the original Watcher’s Council exploded. But even when he was seventeen he knew what he was… and…"
Elliot frowned deeply, suddenly understanding why Trevor had gotten so freaked and jealous over him and Robert even talking, much less the kissing and such.

He forced himself to finish the sentence, even though it might mean losing his Trevor… losing the first man he’d loved more than his own life since... John.

"Even when he was seventeen," Elliot said again, "he wanted you." He swallowed hard. "When he… heard you were in London, he… fuck. He asked me if it was ‘tall dark and sexy Trevor’ just to be sure."

And that was a load off, Trevor admitted silently although he hated the look on his lover’s face. Still… Robert… WANTED him? Wanted… HIM? It was almost too much to grasp. "I… I never knew…" he admitted quietly, pressing just a bit closer to the sleeping body between him and his lover. "I… why would he… I was such a WRECK back then…"

His lips twisted into what he hoped was a comforting smile, even while his gut was clenching roughly. Trevor was going to choose Robert. He could tell. He tried to reconcile himself to losing both of the men he cared for, although Trevor would be the harsher blow.

Elliot swallowed hard again then pulled his eyes away from the beloved soft chocolate brown of his man’s confused gaze. "He loves you, Trev. I don’t know how or why if that’s all the contact you had, but… he loves you. He… he didn’t want me at all until he knew that we were… together."

And that was something Trevor would never believe. Elliot was so… amazing! He honestly didn’t understand how every single man in the world didn’t want him. "No," he whispered, the fingers of one hand releasing Robert’s sleeping form to find Elliot’s arm and grip it gently. "No, baby… he wanted you. Because you’re exactly that. YOU. And I…" Trevor almost sobbed.

"Gods, El… I love you so much. I can’t lose you. I can’t lose HIM. I… I don’t care about anything else, okay? Let’s just… take him and run, okay? Disappear for a while? I… we need to HEAL him! He’s… a part… of us…"

He didn’t know if he was making any sense; in fact he was almost fully sure that he wasn’t. But it was what he felt… what he thought they needed… and so he’d said it, his eyes suddenly staring at Robert’s hair. "He’s a part of us." He said again, willing his lover to understand.

Elliot flushed, ashamed that he’d truly expected Trevor to abandon him for the younger, sleeker blond. "I, uh… I have a place in Montana. It might be better than taking him home. Harris knows about it but that’s about all. It’s not fancy, but... is that far enough away? Will it… do?"

Fingers dug deep into short blond hair and Trevor pressed his lips to his lover’s as hard as he could without disturbing the sleeping and damaged man between them. 'Home'. Elliot had called their place 'home' and he couldn't help the way it thrilled him. "Just make sure his grandmother knows how to reach us, baby…"

He smiled a bit wistfully. "And once we get there…" he added even more softly, "maybe you’ll tell me why you’ve been calling him ‘darling’ when you’ve always only called me Trevor… or Trev."

Elliot laughed softly. "I guess you missed all the ‘baby’-s and ‘love’-s, then. But I’ll be happy to remind you once we’re there." He leaned up and over carefully, his tongue lapping gently against his love’s lips. "You’re everything I never knew I needed, baby… and I’m never letting go unless you ask me to, okay?"

Trevor smiled, his own tongue creeping out to writhe softly with his lover’s. Fingers tightened in blond hair for a moment then he pulled back.

"I told you… way back when, El. I’m not going to ask. And even if I did…"

Elliot smiled as much as he could, considering the situation with Robert. "I’d be lying when I agreed. I don’t want to leave you, Trev. Ever. I… shit. I love you, Trev."

The brunette smiled just a little, holding the shivering form of young Robert against his chest. "Love you too, El… always." He nodded slowly. "And we’ll just have to make this kid understand that we…" he broke off, not sure of where the certainty of their feelings had come from and ready to question it until Elliot continued the sentence.

"That we love HIM, too," Elliot finished with a nod. "No matter HOW unlikely it might be. There’s something… about him. I… WE… NEED him." He smiled slightly, remembering his initial impulse on first kissing Robert. He’d wanted to take him back to Trev and have a three-way party, and now… he had a feeling that if he had, they’d all be better off. Still, better late than never and… "We love him," he said again, his eyes begging Trevor to accept it.

"Exactly," Trevor nodded back, suddenly SEEING it. "He… Robert… is OURS."

"Yessss… OURS..." Elliot mumbled as his eyes drifted shut, the drama apparently overwhelming him unexpectedly.

"Wuss," Trevor said affectionately, even as his own eyes flicked shut and he fell asleep just as suddenly, SEEING still more in his dreams.

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(A/N: Due to the demand from RedSharpie... here's the next part. Might be a day or two for the one after this, but I'll try to make it sooner, seeing as I may be a tease but I am NOT cruel. LOL Thanks, RedSharpie, for the review! *grins and feels special at getting ANY reviews... even one*

Speaking of which... no more updates til I have 3 more reviews on this part... or until I get too antsy to resist. LOL

Oh, yeah, I so know how to threaten. *rolls eyes at self*)