Casey's P.O.V

" Casey breakfast is ready!" Jency's voice called out from the bottom of the stairs.

I opened my eyes to see sunlight beaming through the blinds before rolling out of bed and getting dressed. Once I did so I made my way down the hall and the stairs. As I entered the kitchen Jency poured coffee into a mug.

" Morning baby" I walked over and kissed her on the lips.

"Morning" She smiled softly at me.

" Are you ready for today?" I took the coffee pot from her as she handed it to me before pouring myself a cup of coffee.

"Meh even though I've been in this industry longer than these boys have is still kind of nerve-racking because they're not Freddie and the boys so I'm going to be kind of running a bit late because I think I might pick up some creeds to win them over".

"Well I don't blame you" I looked at the clock and sighed. " Great I'm going to down this cup of coffee and take a bagel and cream cheese to go".

And so I did just that before kissing Jency goodbye, getting in my Camaro then driving off to the studio. After a twenty-minute drive, I arrived and went in to find the group of boys sitting at a table.

When I thought to myself. "Oh boy, fresh meat and it seems like we have our work cut out for us".

"Hey you guys I'm Casey, How you doin'?".

Then the smallest guy out of the group spoke up and said. "We're okay and can't complain I'm Lars and this is Kirk, Cliff, and James".

" Nice to meet you all".

" You too" Cliff took a drag of smoke from his cigarette.

"So my wife and I heard your demo tapes and see some potential although there are also some serious improvements that need to be worked on that my wife pointed out".

"That's awesome but what does your wife have to do with the demo tapes?" James took a swig from his beer bottle.

" She isn't like most women so you'll see once she gets here".

Then at that moment, we heard the revving of a motorbike, as a warm smile onto my face before healing footsteps and the door opening and then complete silence before hearing.

" Hey guys" It was Jency.

" No fucking way you didn't tell us that your wife is Jency Sparks" Cliff nearly choked on the cigarette smoke.

" The one and only".

"And?" James shrugged.

"She works with Queen I mean they both do but she got Somebody To Love a U.S. number one hit within a month of working with them".

"That was seven years ago and wouldn't want to trade it for anything those boys are my family but enough about me I didn't catch your names".

"This's Lars and this is Kirk, Cliff, and James".

"Wait a minute, Are you Torbon's son?" Jency pointed at Lars.

"Yeah, why?".

" I have a vague recollection of seeing your dad, playing a tennis match at some court in Copenhagen when the boys were on tour in May of 77".

" Fock yeah, I remember you it's good to see you".

"Yeah, you too".

And so with that, we continued to break the ice before moving on to our task at hand, which was going over the material that the guys wrote down and taking a look at the microphone set up for the instruments in their amps.

" Alright, I see several issues with this entire setup, Number one there are no microphones on your drum kit Lars then number two Kirk, James, and Cliff the same thing goes for the three of you" Jency put her hands on her hips.

" We didn't know that".

" Well, now you know and make this a learning experience" I walked over to a corner of the room and grabbed various microphones that were on stands before grabbing more microphones to hang from the ceiling.

" Perfect, Cliff do me a favor grab that chair over there".

" Okay".

So Cliff did just that.

" Thanks" Jency climbed onto it. " Casey baby, Can you hand me one of the free microphones please?".

"Sure thing here you go" I handed her the free mic.

" Thanks" Jency took the mic from me as she stood on tiptoes while attaching it to the stand that was in the wall. " Now we repeat that a few more times".

" How do you know all of this?" Kirk folded his arms.

" My dad taught me the basics but over time I taught myself the rest. Now let's get to work".

After finishing the task we began to go over the songs the guys wrote at the sound booth and mixing desk. Once we knocked out half of the songs we took five for lunch.

" So, What's it like working with one of the biggest bands in the world?" Kirk took a bite of his burger.

" It's nice those boys are our family we live together with them and a few other people but we have had some .........eventful times if you want to call it that".

" What do you mean?" James continued to pick at the strings on his guitar.

Jency looked at me before saying. " Your typical kidnappings, psychopathic old ladies trying to shut down the community that you built over time because they are broke and lonely, crazy ex-partners, and just regular life issues".

Lars choked on his sandwich. " Fock that's insane".

We nodded.

"The sad thing is the community that we built impacts teenagers, young adults, and adults we take in people from all walks of life just like you guys. The psychopathic old ladies were trying to us shutdown and sent their spawns of Satan well, except for one of them who's a nice guy, right after they landed their asses in jail".

" Man that's a lot to take and you guys are trying to live your lives peacefully".

" That's some BTK-type shit".

" Thank you Kirk see Casey someone agrees with me well, except if your kids are equivalent to Ted Bundy".

"Oh fuck".



A/N: well, what do you think of this new story? Give me your feedback in the comments. Also, this will be on AO3 of course, Kurt had to mention something horror adjacent.

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