Written by Snarks, Rosemarie & PJ
Joaquin was awakened by soft singing in his ears, it seemed to be
coming in stereo for some reason. He reached over to turn off his clock radio
but the music continued. He opened his eyes and saw the twins on either side of
him. It took a moment more for his muzzy brain to catch up to what was
happening.
"Happy biiiiirrrrrrthdaaaaaay dear 'Keeeeeeennnnn,
haaaaappyyyy biiiirrrrthday to you!"
'Keen's eyes opened wide. "It's the sixth? It's already the
sixth?!" he exclaimed happily. "I'm officially eighteen! I'm
officially an adult! I'm free!"
The twins hugged him and tousled his already messy hair.
"Yup," Jarrod said, "eighteen today! C'mon! Shorty's got
breakfast waiting!"
'Keen jumped out of bed and did a wild dance, which made the twins
laugh. They joined in on the dance until Shorty yelled up the stairs for them
to get the herd of elephants out of the bunkhouse.
Joaquin and the others ran back down the stairs, hoping that Shorty
wouldn't make them walk back up and back down as he often did when the guys
ran. This time, he only smiled and gestured the three to their chairs.
"Happy Birthday, Joaquin!" Bo said, handing the boy an
envelope.
The young man looked at Shorty for permission which was given.
'Keen opened the envelope and found $100 in it. His eyes widened and he tried
to protest.
"You know it's impolite to try to give back a present,"
Bo said with mock sternness.
"But..."
"But nothing," Shorty joined in with a grin. "Just
make sure you spend it on something you want, and spend it wisely."
"Thanks guys!" 'Keen grinned.
"That's just from Bo, but it's also just the beginning, more
to come, but everyone needs to eat first," Shorty commanded.
Without any arguments, the other men dug into the plates of waffles
and bacon, passing the carafe of coffee around until everyone had their share.
The rest of the day went as usual, except that 'Keen had a wide
grin on his face the entire time, and he went about his chores with a new
energy.
Later that evening, when the horses had been seen to and the
bunkhouse was in good condition, Shorty led the small group to the main room at
the resort’s lodge.
The boy was thrilled when sparkling confetti and streamers fell
down around him. Everyone in the room yelled, "Happy Birthday!"
James winked at Jeff and smiled as 'Keen grinned with the
celebration.
The men of the resort approached him one by one, shaking his hand
or patting him on the shoulders.
"You did it!"
"You made it."
"Congratulations!”
"Happy Birthday!"
After everyone else had gone back to dancing or chatting among
themselves, 'Keen walked over to the two older men. "I know I have you to
thank for this! Thank you!" he cried, throwing an arm around each man's
waist.
Jeff returned the hug, once again tousling the young man's hair.
"You're very welcome. We couldn't let something like this go by without
some kind of celebration." He smiled.
James smiled at the teen and returned the hug. "It was our
pleasure to help out and I'm so glad Gideon contacted us about you so we could
do all we have been able to."
Before 'Keen had a chance to reply, Mutt grabbed the boy up and
dragged him toward a crowd of people who all wanted to dance with him.
The resort owner glanced at his business partner and laughed.
"Well, he's been taken away from the old folks," he teased.
The music was not too loud but it was raucous, all the brats
dancing, the Tops either joining in or standing by the sidelines talking and
laughing until the food was served.
Jeff grinned at his friend. "Who you callin' old, old
man? Let's dance!" he laughed.
He led James to where Mutt and Jax were dancing and joined the duo.
The older man grinned and danced with him. They didn't do it often,
but it was fun when they did.
All About that Bass began to play and a cheer went up. It looked as though James
had been about to sit the song out when Jax and Heath both grabbed his arms and
refused to let go.
The resort owner laughed as his younger partners dragged him onto
the dance floor. He may have been the oldest member there, but also was having
the most fun, not feeling or looking his age at all.
Seemingly out of nowhere, Gideon, Ken and Mark joined the trio.
"We finally made it!" Gideon grinned. "What did we
miss?"
"Nothing just yet, don't worry," Jeff assured the men.
The song ended and Jeff sighed with relief to hear the bell ring to indicate
the dinner was ready.
"Birthday boy gets served first!" Jarrod yelled
unnecessarily as everyone made room for Joaquin to go ahead of them. With a
blush and a smile he walked along the steaming pans and chose quite a
collection before making his way to a chair.
"Nope, you sit here with all the balloons!" Little Jake insisted,
dragging the boy to the decorated chair.
Everyone went through the line and loaded up on the good food that
had been prepared then found seats with their partners or friends to sit and
talk as they ate. James smiled at Gideon and Ken along with their friend Mark.
He was grateful the couple had taken an interest in the teen and that things
seemed to be going well with them all.
Suddenly Joaquin jumped up and ran toward where James was sitting.
Without another word, he plopped himself down beside the man and smiled up at
him, darting glances back over his shoulder.
Mutt, Little Jake and Jarrod were all looking at him and grinning
but none of them pursued him.
The resort owner looked at the smiling boy. "Enjoying yourself
Joaquin?"
With a final look backward, 'Keen looked up at the man and smiled
broadly. "This is great, James. Thank you so much. I really can't
remember the last time anyone threw a birthday party for me," the words
were said without guile but Gideon could feel his stomach knot up, though he
continued to smile. Ken put his hand on his lover's and pressed as though to
say, 'It's all right.'
"Well, happy eighteenth birthday, Joaquin!" Gideon said
jovially. "Do you feel any older?" he joked.
'Keen thought about it for a minute and then grinned.
"Y'know... I know it sounds weird, but I kinda feel younger, if that's
possible."
Ken sat by, smiling, but his stomach felt heavy as well to know
that this boy had had nothing for so long, and that he'd been carrying so much
around with him that it had become a physical weight on his shoulders. He
grinned widely, knowing that that part of the boy's life was over and done
with, and patted the teen on the shoulder. "It's all uphill from here,
'Keen," he said. "You're your
own man."
Mark too felt for the youngster and put an arm around his shoulders
and squeezed. “It’s a transition, but you’ll handle it all right with
everyone’s help.”
Joaquin's smile faltered for just a moment as he looked up at the
resort owner, "James?"
"Yes, 'Keen?"
The boy leaned in toward the older man and with one last look over
his shoulder at his friends whispered, "Since I'm eighteen... I'm too old
for birthday whacks... aren't I?"
Gideon, Ken and Mark laughed loudly. "I was wondering
what the problem was," Gideon gasped as he tried to get his breathing back
under control.
Ken leaned in toward 'Keen and said with a smile, "Gid had no
problem delivering mine to me last birthday, so watch out!"
"That was something entirely different," Gideon said out
of the corner of his mouth, "so not in front of the kids." He
laughed.
James smiled and shook his head. "No one is too old for
birthday whacks, especially here at the resort...not even me." He winked
as his smoky blue eyes twinkled.
"So ahhhhh, I don't suppose today is your birthday too?"
'Keen asked hopefully.
The older man laughed and shook his head. "No, not today, but
soon."
Looking somewhat disgruntled, the boy scowled but then his features
brightened. "Um... Gideon, Ken, Mark, that is if you don't mind me
stealing them from you for a little while James, would you please escort me to
the back door?"
James said, "You may borrow them for a bit, but remember, that
isn't going to get you out of your birthday whacks." He grinned and winked
at the other men.
Gideon laughed. "I’m not sure that's going to help matters
much. They'll still know where you're going."
"As the saying goes, you can run but you can't hide,
especially not since you live with two of them right there in the
bunkhouse," Ken giggled. "We'd get you home to your room but where
would you go from there?"
The resort owner grinned. "Yep," he said in a somewhat
bratty manner.
With a mischievous look between the two of them, Gideon and Ken
both got up and took the youngster by his arms, suspending him in midair.
"Birthday whacks! Come get your birthday whacks! Free while they
last!" Mark bellowed.
"Awww guys!" the teen complained loudly.
Luckily, Jeff and Jake arrived there first and rescued the young
man. When the others who had been gathering complained, Jeff reminded them with
a laugh, "He said come GET your birthday whacks, not deliver them, so...
all of you take position and 'Keen here will deliver them."
His announcement was met with good natured booing and warnings of
what his next birthday would bring.
James shook his head. "Nope, we get to deliver them," he
told his friend and gently scooped up 'Keen and went over to a chair and
sitting down flipped the boy over his lap and delivered 17 light pats and one
sharp smack. "To grow on!" James said and then looked to see who was
ready to have a turn.
Mutt ran up and began to pat the boy's backside in a rhythm and
then began to sing 'Baa baaa looooooo!' causing the others to laugh and sit
down, knowing that they couldn't top that performance.
Jeff leaned down and whispered to the teen, "I think Mutt just
saved your butt, literally." He picked the youngster up and set him back
on his feet.
"Thanks Mutt, thanks Jeff." He turned to look at
the resort owner and said in an exaggeratedly sarcastic tone, "Thanks a
whole lot, James," with a wink and a smile that only James and Jeff
saw.
The older man pulled the youngster into a hug and smiled.
"You're welcome, it was all in fun you know." He winked at the boy
and then ruffled his hair, pulling him into a tight hug.
'Keen hugged the man back, knowing that everything he had now was
thanks to James, but he had no words and he could feel himself tearing up.
"Presents and cake!" Torren announced over the PA.
Keen gratefully sat back down in his decorated chair which had been
moved closer to the presents. Torren played a hokey fanfare which had everyone
laughing, after which 'Keen began to open his presents one by one.
His eyes widened in amazement at all of the things that people had
bought for him. There were several gift cards for quite a bit of money
addressed to him with notes which said, 'For when your brothers come home.'
They made him tear up again.
"Ok, the best for last," Mutt announced with a wide
smile, 'Keen, this is from me, Jax, Torren, and Adam."
Joaquin opened the large box and gasped before letting out a loud
cheer, "Xbox! Thank you!" Then remembering his manners, he stood up
and addressed all of the guests, “I want to thank all of you. I don't have
enough words, but without James, Jeff, Shorty, Gideon and the rest of you...
I’m not sure where I’d be right now. Thank you all, so much." He sat back
down on the chair and let his tears loose. For once he wasn't afraid of anyone
making fun of him, he knew they'd understand.
Mutt and Jax put their arms around ‘Keen and led him outside for a
few minutes until he could calm himself. The cold air did wonders and he felt
much better.
"Ready to go back inside?" Mutt asked with a soft smile.
"Yeah," the teen replied as each of the men put an arm
around his shoulders and led him back to the festivities.
'Keens eyes grew as round as dinner plates when he saw the birthday
cake that had been made for him.
Chocolate. Layers upon layers of chocolate. Icing,
pudding, milk chocolate chips and Reese's Pieces all mixed in with a brownie
base. He thought he'd died and gone to heaven.
Thankfully they had put candles in the shapes of a number 1 and a
number 8 on top of the cake so that he didn't have to try to blow out eighteen
individual candles. "Don't forget to make a wish!" the men
shouted.
Closing his eyes, Joaquin wished with all of his might, no one had
to guess what his wish was. Once he'd blown out the candles to a round of
applause, he turned to cut the cake. It seemed a shame to cut into it but
it smelled too good to pass up.
"If I gotta go, this is the way to do it," he joked
around his third helping of the confection.
James laughed, "Death by chocolate."
"Nope," Tristan said with a grin as he walked by, placing
dessert cups on each table, "that comes next."
The older man groaned at the young man’s comment as he watched him
walk away for more dessert cups.
Everyone ate and danced and laughed, enjoying the party until it
was time for the festivities to break up.
Soon the cleanup started then the men all headed to their homes on and
off the resort.
Joaquin, with a smile of contentment and happiness that he'd worn
nearly the whole day, changed into his sleep pants and shirt, snuggled down
under warm blankets and was soon asleep.
<<<<>>>>
Nearly three weeks later the
group was finally ready to go to Seattle. They were as prepared as they could
be and were planning to leave the next day.
"Gideon, Ken and Mark have said they're all set to go. Gid was
joking that Mark was packed up and ready to go as soon as you spoke to Attorney
Green," Jeff said with a wide smile. "They're all looking forward to
meeting these kids.” He turned to his business partner, “Do you have all the
plane tickets?"
James shook his head. "I thought it would be faster and more
comfortable if we travel in a private jet."
"Well, now I'm a little jealous that I didn't agree to
go," Jeff laughed, "but don't worry, JW, we'll keep things together
here, just take care of what needs to be done, and I promise," he said,
holding up his hands to stay his friend's next words, "that we'll call you
if anything at all goes wrong."
The resort owner laughed. "You know me too
well, my friend. I know Teardrop Lake is safe in your hands."
"And I know that 'Keen is safe with all of you. He's much more
relaxed with Gid, Ken and Mark now. That was a stroke of genius on Gid's
part, suggesting that they spend weekends together."
James smiled. "Yes, it was,” he agreed, then added, “My
friend Dex will have the jet ready in the morning. After Shorty brings
Joaquin over we’ll leave, and pick up Gideon, Ken and Mark for one last
conference with Oliver.”
When they were through talking Jeff went to search for his husband.
He found Mutt quickly. Or rather, Mutt found him.
"So, when're they leaving?" Mutt asked excitedly as he
caught up with Jeff on his way back to their bungalow. "Do they have a
chance of getting custody of the kids?"
"What?" Jeff asked, dumbfounded.
"When're they leaving?!"
Jeff gave his husband a sour look. "If you know what
they're doing then you know when they're heading out, which begs the question
of how you knew about all this?"
"The Great Muttini knows all and tells
nothing," Mutt quipped.
"I'll give you the Great Muttini," Jeff growled as he
chased his husband toward their bungalow.
Jeff gave Mutt several mid strength swats and one huge kiss.
"I don't know how you do it, Hon, and I don't think I want to
know," he laughed.
"Some secrets are best left... well... secret." Mutt
grinned.
<<<<>>>>
It had felt as though the time had both flown and crawled to the
men who waited for the court date to arrive. It was with relief that James
began to call around to let everyone know when it would be time to go.
The man smiled as he called Shorty.
"What's up James?" the veterinarian asked in a
jovial tone. He'd just been play wrestling with the boys and was in
a great mood. Joaquin was really catching on quickly to the defensive moves that
Shorty had been teaching him and was actually giving the twins a run for their
money, learning to use his shorter stature to his advantage.
"It's nearly time. Everything is arranged and ready. I need
for you to have Joaquin at my office by nine fifteen tomorrow and then we're ready to go."
"You got it, boss," Shorty replied with a
smile. "I wish you all luck."
"Thanks, Shorty. If everything goes according to the
Harrington/Barrett/Green plan, we may be flying back soon with a couple of new
hands for you," James joked.
"I hope so, JW. I'll make sure Joaquin is ready."
James smiled. "All right, thanks Shorty."
After the resort owner hung up he called Heath.
"Hey, JW," the man’s partner replied affectionately.
"How are you? Is everything ready and set?"
The older man said, "A little stressed and really busy, but
Gid, Joaquin, Ken, Mark and I are on our way to Seattle tomorrow morning, which means that you, Jax and I
are going to have a little going away party tonight,"
he continued in a suggestive tone.
Heath smiled even though he knew his lover couldn't see it. He
shook his head in awe. Leave it to James to drop everything to help someone
else and still think of them in the middle of it all. He still couldn't believe
how lucky he was that the older man and Jax were all his now. "I'll see
you tonight then,
and I'm going to hold you to that party," he teased.
"Heath," James began, somewhat apologetically to the
doctor's ears, "we've got copies of your findings so we'll have evidence
of Joaquin's condition when he was found. I'm not sure but you may have to
testify in person if this goes to court."
"Don't worry, JW," the young doctor assured his partner,
"if it comes to that, I'll be on the next plane out. We'll help these kids
one way or another."
"Thank you, Heath," James replied gratefully.
"For you, and those kids, anything. See you tonight,
JW," Heath said just before he hung up.
Seconds after his conversation with the young doctor ended, the
resort owner picked up the phone once again and called his friend Dexter
Coletrain to update him on the situation and affirm he’d be ready for them
the next morning. He smiled after hanging up, satisfied that he had done all
that he could at the present. Dex had reassured him that he would be standing
by. James thought of how blessed he was to have such good friends who were
always there for him.
<<<<>>>>
The next morning, Shorty had Joaquin dressed, fed and ready in more
than enough time. The boy was nervous and excited at the same time, although
guilt and fear still nibbled at his stomach, the feeling had diminished
somewhat, and the thought that he might see his brothers again cheered him up a
little. It was only that one little word, might, that kept him from true happiness.
James smiled as the veterinarian arrived at his office. Now he only needed Jeff to show up.
"Come on in Shorty, Joaquin." He offered them drinks while they
waited.
The youngster took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
"D'ya think... d'ya think Gideon and Ken'll be able to get custody? D'ya
think Sammy and Mike'll remember me? What if they don't remember me...,"
he trailed off nervously.
The big veterinarian put a comforting arm around the teen and
hugged him close.
"Are you coming with me, Shorty?" 'Keen asked hopefully.
"Not this time, Hon," the vet replied, "but
don't worry, you're in good hands. The best." He smiled at the scared
teen. He leaned down to whisper something in 'Keen's ear, winked at the boy and
showed himself out, patting Jeff on the shoulder in greeting as he left.
Jeff, who had heard the last of the conversation as he entered the
room, smiled at the youngster." Don't worry, Hon, your brothers will
never forget you. You're all they knew for the past five years. They won't
forget that."
Joaquin smiled uncertainly at the older man, hoping that what he
said was true.
James nodded at Jeff's words as they left the office and the
co-owner promised once more to hold down the fort while the main man was away.
"Safe travels, my friend," Jeff said. With a smart,
military salute, he turned and left the retired Marine and headed toward his
office.
"Let's head out," the resort owner said to the
boy. He squeezed the youngster's shoulder in a friendly gesture as they walked out
to the parking lot where a stretch limousine, courtesy of
Oliver, already packed with their luggage waited to drive them to
Masonville. "First stop, to pick up the guys, then to Oliver's office
before we all head to the airport."
AN
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Song:
All About That Bass Meghan Trainor
Released June 30, 2014
Recorded September 2013; The Carriage House
(Nolensville, Tennessee)
Label Epic
Songwriters Meghan Trainor, Kevin Kadish
Producer Kevin Kadis
Thank you for this chapter. Looking forward to what happens next.
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