Boi Zone

'Trouble Dressed In Blue' Chapter 14

Title: Boi Zone

By : AshleyMistMalichi

Rating: F A O/Adults Only

Category: Fanfiction

Characters: Justin Taylor, Daphne Chanders, Brian Kinney, Debbie Novotny, Michael Novotny, Emmett Honeycutt, Ted Schmidt, Lindsay Peterson, Melanie Marcus, Gus, Vic Grassi, Cynthia, The Taylors, The Chanders, Chris Hobbes; OMC's OFC's and OC's.

Genre: AU, Drama, General/Misc. Romance, Angst, licorice FanFiccy (twisty & bittersweet)

Warnings: AU, OOC, and Het. A What IF? Canon/Fanon FanFic

Summary: Question, What if? Answer, Boi Zone

*A/N: For the sake of my story, Daphne's middle name is the inital J. =)Also, please remember, this is an AU. But, it's also a Brian and a Justin love story.

It will have a happy ending, this I promise you, but? As far as a happy middle, well, just stay tuned. ;)

*And, last BUT not least, there will be some Het references inside this fic, BUT it is NOT who you might think. ;)

Disclaimer: All Characters and situations from Queer as Folk are the properties of Russell T. Davies, Ron Cowen and Daniel Lipman, (Cowlip) Showtime, and others. No Copyright infringement has been intended by this author or this website. This story has been invented for Entertainment purposes only and has been rated by the author AshleyMistMalichi, and not by any independent body.

Story courtesy of: serindipity *my fragile fairy muse*

Boi Zone

CHAPTER 14

Along with a large matching bulging diaper bag slung over one skinny shoulder, she was toting a little long-lashed bright-blue eyed newborn baby wrapped up in a soft brushed thin pale blue Cookie Monster receiving blanket with a tiny dark blue Cookie Monster beanie proclaiming, 'I LOVE COOKIES!' on it's front, atop a little blonde head, with wispy curls peeking out from underneath it's brim.

Plump rose tinted chubby cheeks were moving up and down as the baby's dark pink cherubic lips were sucking furiously on a dark blue Cookie Monster binki pacifier.

At Jennifer's gasp of shock, the child turned it's tiny head to stare into her surprised face. That baby could have been Justin's twin when he was at that age!

The same little angelic face, and angel blonde hair with Craig's jawline, high cheek bones and piercing blue eyes.

The young girl, now crying harder at Jennifer's questioning gaze was fumbling inside the diaper bag for something.

Craig had been out of town at the time, another 2 week long business trip.

The slender distraught young blonde girl kept crying, telling Jennifer repeatedly she had recorded proof that upon learning of her pregnancy and then her insistent refusal to get rid of it, Craig Taylor her former boss and only ever lover, had yelled at her on the phone, screaming all kinds of harsh insults, and then in person had yelled some more then coldly had fired her.

And as her pregnancy progressed, and even after she'd found out she was carrying his twins, he had told his 'new' secretary, another 17 year old girl and her former friend, to refuse to accept any of her calls, and if she came to the office, to have security throw her out!

Although shocked, and angered at him, Jennifer had done the only thing she knew how to do.

It was what she'd been born and bred to do.

The right thing...No matter how painful.

A tight lipped fake plastic smile gracing her mouth, she bent down to scoop up the then cranky and teething almost three year old Justin tugging at her leg.

Stepping aside, the hem of her beige dress fluttered in the sharp wind as she allowed the beautiful tall young girl and her baby to enter the warm home.

After hearing the tapes, she felt her hardening heart slowly turning into granite.

From that moment on, as far as her and her cheating husband's already rocky relationship was concerned, in her mind, it was over.

Dead and done.

She'd do the right thing, and raise her son, but once he had graduated High School, she'd leave Craig, and move on with her own life.

Her own dreams.

Because there was no point denying that the male voice on those tapes was Craig Taylor.

And it didn't take Justin's sudden bouncing up and down in her arms and pointing a pudgy finger, shouting, "Da Da!! Want MY DA DA!" the moment Craig's angry traitorous voice was heard as it escalated his displeasure.

Sending the sobbing girl a comforting smile, she re-wound each of the small tapes, quickly snapping off the player.

One by one carefully returning the tapes to their jewel cases, even though she just wanted to sit her son down in his play pen, rip up those tapes, those words and proof of his lies, and scream until she couldn't utter another sound, instead she wordlessly handed them back to her, and the girl stuffed them back into the baby bag.

After sitting Justin down into his large play pen, handing him his large colorful box of big crayola crayons and a pad of white drawing paper and a big tan colored teething cookie, she steered herself for what she had to do next.

A few phone calls later, and after the use of one of Craig's bottomless credit cards, 17 year old Shandra James now had two reserved afternoon first class airline tickets to New York, New York for herself and her baby Shayden.

A big check would be waiting to be picked up at the bank. it was for her to go shopping with, or for any other of their needs all courtesy of that rat Craig J. Taylor.

After all Shayden was Craig's son, and he deserved no less than the best, just like Justin had.

And thanks to Jennifer, there was a family more than willing to adopt in an open adoption, baby Shayden, along with a more than generous offer to help Shandra with finishing up her education, along with an offer to help with College if she so chose to go, as well as a ready made job of being governess to her own baby.

It had only taken a couple of phone calls, and the girl's former problems were soon resolved.

If Shandra decided to just keep the large check and try and raise Shayden alone instead, that was an option as well.

With streaming tears of understanding, and shared grief after being told the story of her birth and of her death, Jennifer had made sure of, and had promised Shandra that she'd see to the purchase of a grey and pink swirled marble headstone and a small, child sized pink marble angel for the barren grave plot of the baby twin that didn't make it, tiny Autumn Jane.