"I need my luggage. But I don't want to see or deal with Chris." Adam says as they sit in their hotel room.
"You find out where your luggage is and I'll go get it." Tim says.
"Like hell, you will." Chance chuckles. "It's best that I go."
"I agree with Chance. You don't need to confront him again." Adam says as he takes his husband's swollen hand and kisses it. "I'll call him to find out where it's at, tell him Chance is coming to get it and that will be the end."
"Sh*t. I just wanted to get at least one more punch in." Tim sighs.
"Tim." Adam chuckles and shakes his head as he reaches for the phone.
(phone call)
C- Hello?
A- Where's my luggage?
C- Adam? Are you out of the hospital? Why didn't you call me? I would have picked you up.
A- Seriously? Just tell me where my d*mn luggage is and Chance will come to get it. (Adam quickly puts his hand over his husband's mouth, knowing he was about to say something.)
C- You're not coming?
A- Uh, no. Why would I?
C- Cause you're my little brother. I want to make sure that you're alright.
A- Again, SERIOUSLY? I wouldn't have been in the f*cking hospital with a broken ankle if it hadn't been for you!
C- It was an accident, Adam, I swear.
A- That's bullsh*t and we both know it! Now. I'll ask one more time. Where're my d*mn suitcases?
C- You need to come over so we can talk.
A- You know what? Just f*ck the suitcases and F*CK YOU!!
Adam slams down the receiver.
"Well..." Adam says with a soft chuckle. "Someone needs to go to Wal-mart and get me some clothes."
~~
Wearing a new pair of jogging pants (something that would easily slip over his cast) and a tee-shirt that matched, Adam boarded the flight going home.
Chance had bought him several pairs of jogging pants to wear until he could get the cast removed.
Once the plane had taken off, Chance took the opportunity to get some sleep. Tim was exhausted too but had too much on his mind to sleep.
"You know that none of this is your fault, right?" Adam says softly as he lays his head over on his husband's shoulder.
"I'm sorry I can't provide a better life for you." Tim replies quietly as he looks down at his hands.
"Stop. Hold it right there." Adam says, raising his head and turning Tim's face to look at him. "I love our life, Tim. There is no place I would rather be than with you and living on that bayou. The bayou has become my home. The more I learn, the more I love it. And what better way to learn than with the man of my dreams my side."
"You're nuts." Tim says, showing no expression on his face as he stares at the blonde.
"I'm nuts about you." Adam smiles as he leans in a softly kisses his lover.
"Are you hurting?" Tim asks in a soft voice.
"Not too bad. My toes are cold." Adam chuckles.
"Well, if we were at home, I'd warm them up for you." Tim says with a slight smile as he stares into his husband's eyes.
"Really? And how, may I ask, would you do that?" Adam giggles as he lays his head on the brunette's shoulder.
"By sucking on them." Tim answers in a low voice.
"Oooo, sounds kinky." Adam grins.
"Please, guys, I'm trying to sleep." Chance says, causing the couple to laugh.
