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Finding Family

TITLE: FINDING FAMILY
Title: Finding Family 37/40
Author: BmblBee
Rating: Adult - Overall
Paring: W/X HUA
Disclaimer: I own nothing, including the characters used in
this story and make no money off them.
Summary: This story is a follow up to "Flip The Script."
The boys are living together happily when something unexpected
turns their lives around.





30 hours.
According to Xander's watch they had been up for 30 hours nonstop
and he was dead on his feet. Looking back he could see that
Willow was also struggling to keep her eyes open as Mrs. Bookman
droned on and on producing form after form.

Personal questions about both bodies were answered as well as they
could as the official death certificates were filled out for filing.
Will was careful to refer to his cousin only as Billy. He didn't want
to chance any questions that would be difficult to explain.

Just when it seemed there was no end to the shuffle of papers,
Mrs. Bookman stacked them all neatly, and after dropping them
into a file folder, set them aside.

"Just one more thing and you young people can go.
Mr. Barton you need to sign the birth certificate and give a name
to your daughter.
All bleary, bloodshot eyes turned in his direction and waited.

Will pulled the paper toward him, briskly filled it in and slid it back.
Mrs. Bookman picked it up and read it aloud.
"Deena Elizabeth Barton."

Xander broke into a huge grin. He remembered Will telling him
once that his mother's name was Elizabeth and how
much he loved and missed her.
"Perfect, Will. Just perfect."

Will stood to leave and lifted his chin in the air.
"It's a family name. Seemed right."

Mrs. Bookman thanked them all for their time, she again apologized
for their loss and they were finally free to go.
Standing with the others in the hallway with his copy of the birth
certificate in his hand, Will was dumbstruck
"Now what? What do we do now?"

Thankfully Teak was much more alert and immediately took charge
of his new friends. He had seen the symptoms of being shell shocked
from his time in the war and this was about as bad as it got.
"Well I don't know about you three, but I'm whipped. If this is an
ordinary day for ya'll I gotta tell ya, I don't think I can hang.
So right now I'm all for going back to the house and
getting some sleep. Want to come along?"

It was a nonvote that won by majority. Deciding it was too late
to go back to the nursery the four survivors dragged themselves
out to the car and allowed Teak to drive them away.

It seemed strange walking back into the house they all came so
close to losing their lives in. All the lights were still on just the
way they had left them approximately 12 hours ago.
The small back room was yellow taped off and clearly marked
"Crime scene. Do not enter"

No one acknowledged or commented.
Teak and Willow headed back to the servants quarters
she had shared with Deena and the two men dragged themselves
up the stairs to their suite.

When they entered the bedroom Xander wrinkled his nose at the
urine covered shorts and towel that still laid on the floor.
Will tossed the lotion covered pillow on the floor and crawled in to
the bed. As he peeled off his clothes he watched Xander do the
same and lay down beside him.

Both men pressed their tired, beaten bodies close against each other
seeking comfort, love, and reassurance.
Slowly Will slid down till his face was inches from Xander's limp cock.

"You might as well not bother."
Xander looked down and chucked weakly.
"I really don't think I have it in me." Yawn.

Will turned his bleary eyes in Xander's direction and echoed the yawn.
"No, no really. I want to."
Xander closed his eyes and decided to let Will give it his best effort.

Will yawned again and wrapped his lips around the lifeless,
shriveled dick. After two short sucks, Will dozed off with the
flaccid member still resting in his mouth.

Xander's only response was "zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz"

***************************
Opening one eye just a crack Xander took a peep around the room.
Still dim, it was impossible to tell the time or how long they had been
asleep. The heavy drapes were closed and due to the fact that the
corded tie backs had been pulled from the wall they were no longer able
to be secured open.

He knew two things for sure. His bladder was too full and his stomach
too empty so, slipping quietly from the bed and the curled up figure of
his love, he darted to the bathroom to fix the first and give him time to
consider the second.

As soon as he entered the bathroom that was filled with the bright
morning sun he was able to see by the face of his watch that they
had slept for 12 hours straight.
Rubbing his growling belly as he emptied his piss filled dick,
Xander thought about the unbelievable events of the day before.

Was it even possible for a persons life to take such a drastic turn
in the short span of a day? Fly half way around the world, almost
be killed, lose a new friend, gain another and OH MY GOD!!!
They had a baby!

Xander shook himself off. He washed his hands and, returning to
their room, grabbed his pants on and headed downstairs. He
desperately needed some coffee and food both for thought and
digestion.

Remembering the girls had brought groceries Xander was already
hoping for a bowl of cereal, some toast, anything. When he reached
the kitchen he was startled to see Mrs. Canters bustling around,
using the counter to stack eggs, bread, ham, and tomatoes.

"Good morning, sir. Hungry? After we spoke to the Inspectors last night
we knew things were, um, settled? Anyway I told Mr. Canters that you
people would need some assistance so here we are. I was just about to
start breakfast. Your lovely sister is in the library, why don't you join her.
This won't take long. Oh and they said you and Mr. Barton would need
to stay here for a few weeks so I took the liberty of having the phone
service turned on. I hope that was all right."

Xander grabbed the stunned older woman up and kissed both
her cheeks.
"That is just perfect! Mr. Barton is going to sleep a little longer, but
please don't wait breakfast on him. I'll go check on Willow.
Thank you Mrs. Canters. You're a God send."

The wrinkled old hand touched the spot on her cheek that had
just been kissed and she smiled as she watched the nice young
man walk away.

Entering the library Xander saw Willow sitting cross legged in front
of the coffee table. She had several large bags of baby items and
was carefully taking each out and stacking it up.
Xander sat on the floor beside her.

Without prompting, Willow spoke quietly.
"I remember how happy she was when we picked these out.
Every one selected with love and hope for the future. We laughed
at the hats and she wanted to make sure the booties matched
the shirts exactly. Her favorite was the yellow set with the bonnet
that looks like a sunflower. Thanks to her we have everything
we need. Almost like she knew. Do you think she knew Xan?"

Xander shook his head.
"I don't know, but I don't think she had much experience with
happiness or good luck in her life. I know she was a good person
that deserved better."

Willow threw herself into her brother's arms and wept bitterly.
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