девятка! Devyatka! (I Want It!)

When we all got back to the home, Jamie took Tyler upstairs - somehow being able to carry him - and laid him down in the bed. I followed, just in case, but I leaned against the frame of the door.

"I thought…I thought…" Tyler gulped, choking back more tears.

"Shh," Jamie reached out, pushing Tyler's matted hair from his face. "You're safe." He leaned down, kissing his forehead softly. "You're with me and you're safe." He took a moment to look him over. Aside from his fear and red marks on his wrists, Tyler looked unharmed. But I knew what Brad had done to him and it was worse than anything else. "Did Brad hurt you?" he asked gently.

"H-he raped me." Tyler shook his head. "But at first he-he just…just tied me up and told me to stay quiet. He said that we were together and that I was his, not yours." He curled up into a ball, and Jamie laid down next to him, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend. "I was so scared. I don’t love Marchy, I love you."

"I can't even imagine." Jamie kissed Tyler's neck. "I can't even begin to imagine what that must have been like for you." He didn't tell Tyler how scared he, himself, had been. Tyler didn't need to have that burden on him right now, all that Jamie wanted was for Tyler to know that he was safe, that he was loved, and that Jamie would do whatever it took to protect him.

And I knew the same went for me.

"Thank you," Tyler whispered after what seemed like hours.

"For what?" Jamie asked.

"For saving my life." Tyler gulped. "Brad said he was going to kill me if you didn't pay."

"I know." Jamie nodded. "He said that when he sent a text to me, but I want you to know that I didn't, not even for a second, consider letting anything more happen to you." He turned Tyler's head to face him, looking him in the eyes. "I would never let you die, Tyler. Not while I'm here to prevent it. I love you. I love you far too much to let you get hurt. And you too, Val."

"I know." Tyler leaned in, kissing Jamie softly. "I love you too."

“I love you too Daddy Jamie!! And Daddy Tyler!!” I cried and darted forward, jumping onto the bed with them.

They smiled and welcomed me into the warm embrace. I let Jamie and Tyler finish their kiss and then I darted out of the room and went downstairs. I could hear them making love to one another and I was glad that they were okay.

We were all okay and we knew the truth about Brad. I padded into the living room and was greeted by Cash and Marshall. I played with them, while Jamie and Tyler had time to themselves.

A few hours later, I fell asleep, snuggling against Cash and Marshall on the ground. My arm was draped over the black dog. And when I awoke the next morning, I was greeted by the familiar sound of the two guys in the kitchen. I pushed myself up and headed into the kitchen, where I was greeted warmly.

We all ate breakfast and then chatted about the day. But the evening’s events came crashing back instantly into our minds, when a knock came at the door. Jamie got up from his seat. Tyler came over to me and put an arm around my shoulders.

“Please, just let me talk to him. I have to apologize and make thing’s right!” a voice spoke.

“No, I don’t think you should see him for a while, get out of here,” Jamie’s voice growled back.

Tyler and I shared a look. He knew the owner of the voice. I did too. It was Brad.

Tyler did something that shocked me, he dropped his arm down and he got to his feet. He wore an indifferent expression on his face, but he made his way toward Jamie and the front door. I got up to my feet and followed him. I was interested for what was going to happen.

Tyler pushed Jamie to the side with a stern expression. “It’s okay, Jamie, I’ll talk to Marchy.”

Jamie nodded, but stepped to the side, watching them, just in case.

“What do you want Marchy?” Tyler frowned, as he folded his arms across his chest and stared at the smaller guy.

“About last night--”

Tyler smacked him across the face once. Then he did it again. “You fucking raped me, Marchy! What the hell?”

Brad recovered, touching his stinging face. “I thought the crack would help, but I got carried away. I’m so sorry! Please, forgive me.”

“I told you we could be friends!”

“I know. And I’d love that. I was angry and depressed at first, but all I want is you to be happy. If you love Jamie, I’m okay with that.” His eyes flicked to me. “And if you two are so much in love that you adopt a Russian, I’m fine with that. I’m sorry if I hurt you, but I’d never do that intentionally and…” He trailed off.

“I forgive you Marchy, but if you ever touch Jamie or Val again…” Tyler spoke, interrupting him, before his boyfriend stepped forward and addressed Brad with a glaring look.

“No, if you touch Tyler or Val again, I’ll ram you into the boards so hard, you’ll beg for the 2011 Stanley Cup finals!” Jamie remarked, wrinkling his nose out and maintaining a stern look.

Go Daddy Jamie!!

I smiled. And felt Cash and Marshall come to my side. I petted them both on the head.

“I got it. I promise not to have anything to do with you all. I’m a rival and Patrice and Reilly and the Bruins come first. But, Tyler, if I may say, thank you for making my first year in the NHL a fun one. I’ll never forget those times and I have no regret.”

Tyler’s mouth fell open. Brad turned on his heels. “Marchy wait,” the young man said, reaching out and halting his ex in his forward process.

Brad turned to him. As soon as he did, Tyler threw his arms around him and embraced him. Jamie and I started forward, but froze as Brad hugged him back and patted his back kindly. We saw Tyler peak Brad on the cheek and then Brad moved his head slightly and got Tyler’s lips.

It was a farewell kiss and a thank you kiss. Jamie didn’t mind. He stepped back actually and nodded. I relaxed too.

The two pulled apart and Brad waved “bye” to Marshall who barked at him.

“Marshy!” Brad cried. “I’ll miss you. Harvey misses you, but you’re happy too. And...Hi there, Cash.”

Cash hid behind me. I would do the same thing if I was him though. I snapped my head back and my eyes made contact with the Bruin’s. His eyes were softer now.

“Sorry to you too, Russian. I didn’t mean it.”

“It okay.”

Brad looked like he wanted to say more, but Tyler spun him around and walked him away from the house and to the cab that was parked on the side of the road. As he got in, a sudden idea hit my head.

“Боже мой! Я забыл спросить о Абдул и Александра! (Oh my God! I forgot to ask about Abdul and Alexander!)” I gasped.

Jamie turned to me. “English, Valeri!”

“Sorry. Abdul and Alexander...um, Brad’s friends. I meant ask him about them. I meant ask about how he came to Russia and kidnap me!”

“I’m sorry, I’m sure there’s a logical explanation for that. I’ll have Tyler ask Brad about that. I’m sure they are okay now and back to being best friends. If there’s one thing that I love the most about Tyler Seguin, it’s that he doesn’t like to hold grudges or stay mad at a person. He’s quick to forgiveness.”

I nodded, watching Tyler bidding Brad farewell. Both were smiling, even after what had happened last night. I found myself grinning, as Jamie put an arm around me and held me close to him.

Brad left and Tyler came back up to the house and walked in.

“You know me too well, Jamie Benn. I could hear you from down by the street and Val, Brad said that for the Russia thing, that was at the peak of the crack. He was so furious at me for leaving him, that that was where he started. Somehow he teleported back to Russia in the past and then got some friends to help him. He doesn’t remember everything, but he teleported. And he’s really sorry about that.”

Jamie winked to me and I watched as he came forward and grabbed Tyler into his arms. He shut the door behind him and pulled the younger man into the living room toward the couch. I sighed and followed them again, with the dogs. I sat at the table and pet the dogs, who seemed to love me more than Tyler.

Jamie scooped Tyler up into his arms and rubbed his nose against his. Then he gently placed him on the couch and climbed on top of him. “I love you Tyler.”

“I love you Jamie!”

“I love my daddys!!” I added on and Marshall and Cash added on their howls as well.

I chuckled, before I saw Jamie push himself up and peer over the top of the couch. He sent me a scolding look and I got the message. I took the dogs outside and played with them, leaving Jamie and Tyler alone to have their fun.

As I walked outside, I saw Jamie press his lips against Tyler’s. I smiled, shutting the door.

We truly were one happy family.

Notes

Awwwwww....I LOVE MY DADDYS!!!! <3 <3 :D


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