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What Was Meant to Be: 5 Years Later	By : Nightbloom Category: +G through L > Gargoyles Views: 2638 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: Characters of the Gargoyles belong to Disney while Sata, Graeme, and Ariana belong to the creators of the fansite The Gargoyle Saga. Most of the humans belong to me, except for Trent Rhodes who was created by a couple of friends of mine. :-P Thanks for letting me borrow him briefly!
What Was Meant to Be
by Nightbloom
Roberto stepped out of the bathroom, catching the last bit of what the Frenchman was telling the children. "Remember, once you're done, you stay in there until I say its okay for all of you to come out, understand?"
The children nodded and began to go into the bathrooms. Once the last one was in, Roberto gasped as Frenchman grabbed him from the front and whirled him around, slamming him into the wall. "We should have plenty of time for a quick one," Frenchman growled, yanking off his mask and mashing his lips into Roberto. Roberto started to struggle before remembering that the two gargoyle children were going to need as much time as possible for their plans to work. So instead, he remained stiff and offered little resistance.
"Good boy," the man whispered, cupping the front of Roberto's pants.
Roberto grunted slightly in disgust, almost lashing out. Instead he tightened his hands into fists and kept them at his side as Frenchman massaged him through his pants, trying to get him aroused. He hardened slightly, but the feeling of being dirty was winning, keeping him from becoming completely erect, which seemed to annoy his assailant as he pulled back and glared at Roberto.
"You need to be a little more loose, boy. Or I could just pick one of those kids. Boy, girl, I wouldn't care. They'll be nice and tight."
Roberto let out what sounded like a snarl and raised his hand to grasp Frenchman by his shirt. He leaned back against the wall and tilted his head up, exposing his neck and relaxed his grip. The Frenchman leaned forward and placed his lips along Roberto's neck, and Roberto could feel the man smirk against his quaking skin.
"Much better," he murmured, as he began to lick and nip at Roberto's neck.
Roberto could only send a silent prayer to any deity that was listening to make sure that the children were working fast and efficiently to escaping into a new place.
He felt a knee nudge against his and he widened his legs to give the gunman easier access.
"Mmmm," he said. "Let's take this to an office. Won't be so easy doing this against the wall."
X
Ariana told the girls that really had to go to go quickly. And to remain quiet. "I have a plan to get us out," she whispered.
"How?" asked one of the older girls. Her face was stained with tears but there was still doubt in her eyes.
"This is why you have to be quiet. I'm not a regular human girl. I got transformed by a spell. Kind of like Cinderella."
"Yeah, right!"
"Shh!! It's true. I'm a gargoyle. You'll see in a couple minutes but I need you guys not scream, that's why I told you. I'll be able to get up there and get you guys out of this bathroom to somewhere else. Then we can get out of here and you guys can go back to your parents."
"Mom said gargoyles were bad," said one of the younger ones. A few nodded fearfully, backing away from Ariana.
"No we're not," Ariana pouted. "Besides, I'm a little one. I get grounded if I do anything bad."
"You get grounded?" asked another.
Ariana nodded solemnly. Then she felt a tingle. "Stand back guys," she whispered. "It's time."
X
Graeme, meanwhile, had an easier time convincing the boys what he was, thanks to Marcus and Alex.
"When are you suppose to change?" one of the boys asked. "What if that man comes back before then?"
"I don't think so," said Graeme, feeling a tingle. "It's time."
X
Both groups of children backed away in surprise as a glow surrounded Ariana and Graeme. They watched with wide eyes as their faces elongated and their skin changed color. Wings spouted from their backs and tails grew, whipping around. Both opened their eyes and the grinned, hoping it would ease any tension some of those kids felt.
X
"How do you know me, human?" the female gargoyle snarled, fitting the image that the other gargoyles had painted for Jack.
"Uh, I... I'm friends with the... other... gargoyles..." Jack answered, realizing that no matter what he responded, the female would probably not take too well. "I'm Jack," he finished, somewhat subdued.
Demona snarled. "Friends. An easy word for humans to throw around."
Jack felt affronted. "Not true. Some humans go without friends because they don't trust anyone. Of course, and I'll admit this because I never seem to learn, some want to be friends with everyone thus giving the label to people who most likely don't deserve it."
Demona just stared at him momentarily. "Whatever," she said, before heading to one of the doors.
"What are you doing?!"
"What does it look like? I'm leaving."
"But there are people here who could use your help!"
"My help?! Why should I waste my time to help filthy humans? Why should I waste my time talking to you?"
Jack sighed in frustration. "Look, I know you hate humans, I've heard it from the others, but still! There are human children stuck in this building, surely you have to feel some sort of pity for them?"
"If they die then that will be a handful less of gargoyle haters to grow."
"But that could also mean a less amount of supporters. Demona, are you telling me that what they also say about you and Angela is also true? That you hate her and would rather never see her again?"
"Lies!" roared Demona, eyes blazing red. She breathed heavily as she struggled to gain control of her feelings. She was embarrassed to have lost control like that with such a statement.
"There are mothers out there who want to be able to hold their children again. If given the chance... isn't that what you want to do, too?"
Jack stared up at her hopefully. If his usual luck was with him, he would be able to reason with the female, or at least persuade her to think she was helping out of her own choice.
X
A sniper let out a startled gasp as he saw a few large winged creatures settle on a building adjacent to the bank. He took aim at the biggest one of the group. A hand came down on his shoulder.
"Stand down," said the man named Trent Rhodes. "We are here to shoot bank robbers. No one and nothing else."
"Yes, sir."
X
Across the street, Goliath and the rest of the clan touched down on the building that Michael Lee, Gary, and Brooklyn were stationed at.
"My love!" cried Sata.
"Don't worry," said Brooklyn, reaching out for his mate. "I'm sure the children will be fine. They are with Roberto. I trust he would do anything to keep them safe."
The gargoyles stared at the dark windows of the building.
"Should we go through the window?" Lexington asked Goliath.
Mike answered for the clan leader. "I don't recommend it until we know who or what is in there. We have snipers, and while I can protect you on this side, and Trent from across the street, I can't be sure that any of the other trigger happy sides will avoid shooting up one of you. We're still trying to figure out where everyone is."
"Understood," said Goliath. "Do you think maybe we can climb our way to the top floor?"
"Hugging the walls? Yeah. I would climb from this side." Mike shouldered his rifle. "Gary, you know you're gonna have to stand back. You're on vacation right now so you can't help with this. You can wait here until we get Marcus out, but as soon as you get him, you go, understand? If Roberto is still in there, doesn't matter, you understand."
Gary frowned and nodded.
"I'm going to the sixth floor. I'm pretty sure these guys are hiding in one of those middle floors, so hopefully I'll get a good shot."
"We'll start making our way up top," said Goliath.
X
Roberto grunted as his back was slammed against the top of the desk. Frenchman was immediately between his legs, humping him while his hands pulled Roberto's shirt out from his pants. Roberto kept both hands against the man's arms, trying not to push him away but at the same time not letting him get too close. As it was, the man was messily sucking at his neck. Roberto grimaced at the feel of thick saliva dripping down his skin.
Please, please, please, let those kids get free... he pleaded.
X
Demona let out a growl and stormed out of the office, Jack trotting behind her. He nearly collided with her when she paused, cocking her head to one side.
Jack looked at her, confused, as the female suddenly made her way to another office door across the hall. She flung the door open and Jack heard a series of startled shrieks.
She reached out and turned on the light, and Jack could see from under her arm a gargoyle child standing on a desk, and a few human children of different ages standing around it.
The children stood frozen, one hanging from the air vent above, where a second gargoyle child was straining not to drop him.
"Um..." started Jack. "Hello..."
X
"We have lights south side," came the radio message.
"10-4."
X
"Uh, is she your mother?" asked one of the children.
"Er, no." Both Ariana and Graeme didn't know how to respond. The way Roberto spoke with the blond man, and from what they had been told from their dad, this man was a good man. However, the fact that he was with the red headed witch... who Ariana suddenly remembered could turn human and was probably the creepy mean lady from earlier, was kind of daunting and neither children knew how to take in the sight. They figured it was best not to say anything, as did Alex. Fortunately, Marcus knew nothing of Demona so he remained quiet too. For the most part.
"Jack!" Marcus ran over to the man and grabbed him around the knee. "Gonna help us get out?" he asked with a grin.
Jack couldn't help but smile. "I'll do my best, kids." He then looked at Demona. "Will you help me?"
Demona looked over at Brooklyn's children. She sneered and was about to reply when Marcus giggled.
"She's a pretty ga-girl," he said, butchering the pronunciation.
Demona frowned and turned away. "Only because you attempted to defend my honor," she muttered.
Jack beamed.
X
Roberto decided it was time to really distract this man when he felt straying hands undoing his belt. Since he had stopped resisting, Frenchman had loosened his hold, letting his guard down; and so Roberto decided to use that to his advantage, knowing that if things went badly, Gary was going to find a way to revive him, and then kill him again. He blindly grasped around the sides of the desk and felt his hand close upon a letter opener. Feeling that Frenchman was too busy nipping at his neck and tugging his belt, Roberto tightened his grasp and then quickly brought it around and stabbed his assailant in the rib area.
Frenchman pulled back with a scream, attempting to reach the letter opener as Roberto vaulted off the desk and made a break for it. A gunshot rang out, chipping the door as he ran past. Roberto tried a few doors, only one opening. Glancing back, he could see a bloody hand reaching for the edge of the door frame from the office he ran out of. Without waiting, Roberto slammed the door shut and locked it.
Breathing heavily, Roberto looked around the room. It seemed that he entered one of the window side offices. If luck was with him, maybe there were people who were watching the windows and he could find a way to communicate with them. He ran over and saw that he was in luck. This particular office window has a side panel that could open up, and it was large enough for a person to step through... if they were suicidal. He twisted it open, struggling a bit from its apparent lack of use, although who in their right mind would want a window open on a floor higher than the second floor was beyond Roberto's comprehension. The window swung open with a bang and Roberto peered out. He swallowed thickly, feeling faint at the sight of the ground below, and then looked up and to the sides. What he saw sent relief rushing through him. At least until two gun shots rang out and the door leading into his hiding spot burst inward.
X
"There's a fire escape on the building next to us!" Graeme said, excitedly.
Jack looked at Demona. "Would it be too much to ask for you to get the children across?"
Demona rolled her eyes. "I said I would help. Don't make me regret my decision, human."
"I'll take that as a yes. I'll keep an eye out. Those guys will be bound to come around, or have their partners come looking for them."
Demona grabbed one of the older children and moved towards the window. With a quick turn. she lashed her tail out and broke the glass. The younger children gasped in shock as the one in her arms just covered his ears. Then Demona hopped on the ledge and stretched out her wings. With a single leap, Demona reached the other side, holding on with one arm, depositing the kid with the other. She turned and leapt back, claws sinking into the wall of the building. Graeme and Ariana were each carrying one of the younger children. They took running leaps from the window and made it to the other side.
X
"We've got movement!" Mike called out over the walkie. "Don't shoot. Seems we got some hostages escaping."
"Is that..." Lexington peered over the edge in shock.
"Demona?!" Brooklyn asked, incredulous. He glanced at Goliath.
"Lexington and Angela, its best if you two help out in getting the human children to safety."
The two gargoyles nodded and began to scale down the wall. The others watched as there was one brief moment of tension when Demona set her eyes upon Lexington and her daughter, but it passed as she offered no explanation and continued to bring one child over at a time. Lexington and Angela took turns bringing the children down to the ground, except for Alex and Marcus. Those two went up to the top to be hugged by their parents and were quickly escorted to the helicopter Xanatos had waiting. Ariana and Graeme were also told to follow, much to their displeasure.
Demona, Lexington, and Angela continued to move the children, and as the last child was carted over, several gunshots rang out from different spots.
X
Roberto put his back to the window, arms out as he almost lost his balance. His left arm was stinging as one of the bullets that had pierced the door nicked him. He looked at the Frenchman, eyes wide in fear.
"You stupid cock sucker," the man snarled, gun held out, trembling in anger.
A moment later, a gunshot and a snarl were heard from nearby.
"Stay away!" Roberto shouted, threw a paperweight from the desk in front of him. The aim was dead center and knocked the gun out of Frenchman's hand. Roberto quickly stood up onto the window's ledge and stepped out, holding onto the ledging, paling as the three stories below suddenly seemed a lot higher up. He almost lost his grip at what he saw happening to the side of him, and then he looked up. With a small smile, he turned back to look at his assailant.
"Now, now," said Frenchman, eyes glittering in the dark, as he stayed where he had been standing. "Let's not be hasty. Surely you'd rather not jump out the window than submit to me. More chances of surviving and all."
Roberto glared at him. "What survival? You already threatened to make me pay before killing me."
"Who said I was going to kill you today? I'll admit I'll have to punish you for stabbing me, but..." Frenchman began to step towards him holding up a placating hand, although his eyes were clearly dangerous and pained. "There, there. Come away from the window. I promise not to be so brutal. And I'm sure you don't want the children waiting too long in the bathroom. They're probably napping on the cold floor by now."
Roberto looked back at Frenchman. He let out a sigh. "No," he said softly. "Wouldn't want them waiting that long. But..." He looked up and smiled crookedly. "They no longer have to." With that Roberto stepped back.
Frenchman let out a yell of denial as Roberto let himself fall backwards.
Frenchman ran to the window and looked out just in time to see a shadow sweep upwards. That was the last thing he saw as a cracking sound echoed off the walls and a small neat hole appeared in the middle of his forehead.
X
The two gunshots that rang out not to far from the office startled Jack as the last child was carried out. The door bursting in on the office he was in made him jump. His eyes became wide as the two men they had left unconscious stumbled into the room, looking murderous.
"It's a fucking Gargoyle!" one of them shouted.
The other one raised his gun. "Then that must mean he's a gargoyle lover. Don't care how rich the stupid bastard is, death to all gargoyle supporters!"
Jack stepped back in fear as he held out his hands, knowing that his luck was probably up. A gunshot rang out as well as the sound of a snarl. He felt a sharp sting on his right cheek as something grabbed the back of his shirt and yanked him up. Jack shouted in surprise as he found himself being thrown upward. Reaching out, he ended up encircling his arms around Demona's neck.
"Foolish, human," she snarled. "I've seen animals with more sense than you in trying to avoid being blasted away."
"Well, I think they're more afraid of the human behind the gun... although I'm really not helping my own case with that logic," Jack stated with an embarrassed grin. "Uh, they're aiming at us." Jack had glanced down and spotted the two men sticking their heads out the window, aiming their guns upwards. He flinched as he heard two cracks and saw the men slump forward, one of them completely falling out of the window. Demona paused. "Keep climbing," Jack said. "I think we have someone on our side for now."
X
"That's three down," said Trent Rhodes, as he watched one of the gunmen fall from the third story window while two of the hostages were being carried to safety by two of the gargoyles. He wouldn't be surprised if those two were Jack and Roberto.
"We've got infiltrators going through the roof," came Mike's communication. "Be prepared. We'll most likely gonna have both hostages and gunmen running out."
"Standing by."
X
Roberto didn't let go as soon as his feet touched the surface of the building's roof top. He held on for a bit, trying to get his breathing and vision back in control. While he had absolute faith that Brooklyn would catch him when he stepped off the window ledge, he still couldn't believe that he actually willingly let himself fall from the third story without feeling remotely suicidal.
"Are you okay?" Brooklyn asked.
Roberto glanced up at him. "I will be."
Brooklyn's mate landed next to them.
"My love," she said. "The hatchlings are safe. Xanatos has already taken then to the castle in his helicopter." She looked at Roberto. "Young Marcus and his father went too."
Roberto sighed in relief. "Oh, thank god," he said.
Sata turned to Brooklyn. "Goliath and the others are leading the charge."
"Mike is stationed on the sixth floor."
"Mike's here?" Roberto groaned. "That's it. He'll never let me hear the end of this. But this is all Jack's fault for showing up!" Roberto complained as he let go of Brooklyn and made his way to the rooftop entrance.
"Take the elevator!" Brooklyn called out. "I'm pretty sure Mike would like to see you."
"What about the other children?"
"Oh, they were met up by some of the SWAT team and should be down at the first floor, out of the building."
"I think I'd rather join them," Roberto said as he opened the rooftop access door.
Brooklyn turned to look at Sata and grinned. "Ready?"
Sata returned a malicious grin. "Certainly," she growled, eyes glowing red at the thought of flushing out the criminals that had held her hatchlings hostage.
X
People screamed as Goliath and Hudson came crashing though the upper ceiling and into the middle of the room. The two gunmen quickly swung their assault rifles in their direction, only to have then yanked away by Lexington who fell in behind the men. Both men screamed in terror as Goliath and Hudson then lunged towards them. They hurled them against the wall, knocking them out.
Goliath turned to the huddled hostages. "Leave," he simply said, as he turned to secure their captives.
The hostages fled the room.
"Eh, kind of getting use to the lack of thank you's," said Lexington. "Although you were pretty scary there, Goliath."
Goliath only grinned.
X
Brooklyn and Sata decided to use their horned appearance to scare the remaining gunmen out of the rooms. Despite their blazing white and red eyes, both adults were feeling pretty mischievous. The roared and used their claws to hold onto the walls as the rushed at the radical Quarrymen. Having already been disarmed, the men rushed towards one of the fire exits and ran down the stairs, screaming in fear. Brooklyn and Sata followed them, leaping from stairwell to stairwell, staying only just behind them.
A large bang from up above told them that one of the other gargoyles was joining them. A loud growl and they knew it was Broadway, Angela, and Bronx.
At the sound of the gargoyle beast running down the stairs after them encouraged the men to run faster. They burst through the exit doors and continued down the hall, heading towards the exit. Brooklyn, Sata, Broadway, and Bronx stopped short of the main lobby, laughing as they watched the men run out of the building, hands already up in the air. They could see the SWAT team below converge on the men, throwing them to the ground and slapping handcuffs on them.
"We should probably head back," said Brooklyn, chuckling as he ushered the rest of his clan back towards the stairs.
X
Elisa stood next to Roberto as the last of the children were reunited with their parents. She nodded in the direction of Detective Mike Lee who was heading their way, his sniper friend tagging along right behind him.
"Oh, save me now," Roberto muttered, earning a giggle out of Elisa. Matt came up from behind them.
"Figures you would be down here. Didn't they tell you that I was on the sixth floor?"
"Um... I bonded with the children. It just didn't seem right to leave them all alone while waiting on their parents and such to come out."
Mike smirked. "Bullshit. You were hiding from me. Either way, we have three dead bodies, all of them hostiles. No other casualties. I'm sure you and Jack had something to do with that."
A moment later, Jack came up as well, a small band-aid on his cheek.
"That was intense," he said with a grin. "But we survived. Again."
Roberto glared at him. "Next time, I'm asking where you are planning on going on vacation and avoiding the surrounding states all together."
"You're blaming this on me?!"
Mike laughed. "You guys get out of here. Join up with your gargoyle friends. I don't think you two will be needed here since we took over."
Elisa and Matt nodded. "For once we weren't directly involved, Matt. No paperwork."
"My kind of day."
X
That evening, a lot of people were glued to their television screens as they watched the news covering the bank standoff.
X
"In latest news to fuel the 'Should Gargoyles be Accepted' controversy, a four hour standoff ended with minimum casualties, none of them being the hostages. It had started out as a bank robbery which quickly became a hostage situation when the silent alarm had been tipped off. According to witnesses, shortly after nightfall, gargoyles appeared from both inside and outside the building. Video has been captured showing how three gargoyles moved hostage children from the hostile building to the next one, allowing the children to meet up with relatives not being held. Other hostages claim that they were able to escape after another three gargoyles attacked their assailants. And witnesses from outside the building reported how gargoyles swooped in to catch two hostages that either jumped or were pushed out of the building. Many of these instances were caught on surveillance cameras and home videos. Again, thanks to these unusual Manhattan residents, hostages were able to leave the building they were being detained in unscathed. We have exclusive videos of these incidents, coming up."
X
Back at the extravagant home of Xanatos, the Xanatos family, the gargoyle hatchlings, and the Grahams were watching said news. The two hatchlings were jumping up and down, happy to have had their heroics caught on tape. Alex groaned as his mother gave him a tight hug and his father ruffled his hair while staring at the screen.
A moment later, the rest of the gargoyles arrived, having carried their human friends back to the castle, including Jack.
"I'm telling you," Jack was telling Goliath. "Demona has a heart somewhere in there. Don't give up on her completely, you know?"
Angela had a hopeful look on her face while Broadway and Lexington rolled their eyes. Elisa and Matt were looking at each other.
"That would be a miracle," Matt muttered, as Elisa nodded in agreement.
Roberto was stepping towards the television and spotted that they were just slowing a slow motion video of him letting himself drop from the window and Brooklyn swooping in to catch him. The news crew stopped and looped the video as they described the fall and capture. Roberto shuddered, remembering that momentary fear that Brooklyn wouldn't catch him in time or that Frenchman would shoot them while they were vulnerable.
"Ugh," he said.
The humans and the gargoyles were startled to see Gary suddenly stand up and storm over to Roberto.
The latin male just stood still, wary and looking like he was ready to flee.
"You just let yourself fall out of that window?! What if Brooklyn wasn't ready to catch you?"
"Hey! It was either a leap of faith or getting my guts pumped full of lead!" Roberto retorted. "Getting grazed on my arm was enough to help me make that decision, you know?"
"What?!"
"Uh, Gary, I'm sure Roberto is..." Brooklyn started.
"You stay out of this! You got shot?! Why aren't you getting yourself checked out in the hospital?"
Gary reached out and grabbed Roberto, mishandling him as he ran his hands up and down Roberto's arm.
"I'm okay! Ow! Dammit, that hurt!" Roberto tried to pull away as Gary touched the small wound on his arm. He was caught off guard when Gary suddenly grabbed his chin and tilted his head back.
"Two hickeys?!"
Roberto pulled away, hands up against Gary's chest to keep him away, breathing hard, and flushing red from embarrassment. "The dude got a little frisky, okay? The reason he decided to shoot me instead was because I ended up putting a letter opener into his back. He didn't get very far past kissing and groping, and he only nicked my arm. Happy?"
The spectators were torn between chuckling, or stepping in to spare Roberto from the rough handling Gary seemed to be giving him. They were, instead, treated to an extreme shock.
Their eyes almost popped out of their sockets when Gary suddenly grasped a handful of Roberto's hair and yanked him towards him, one arm snaking around his waist. Roberto only had time to let out a muffled yelp of opposition before Gary covered his lips with his mouth, forcing a very involved kiss on him. Roberto was tense for a moment, before letting himself go limp and holding onto Gary's arms. At least until Marcus let out an angry shriek and raced over to them.
"No! No! No! Mine!!" he yelled, hitting his father.
Roberto pulled away a second time, completely red in the face and caught Marcus in his arms.
"What the hell, runt?" Gary sputtered.
"What?" cried everyone else.
"Daddy no touch you! Only I hug you!"
"There, there, sweet heart. Daddy was just worried about me. I bet he grabbed you and kissed you, too, when you got back to him."
Marcus pouted. "Yeah," he murmured. Then he grinned and said innocently, "But Daddy said that only I can hug and kiss you during the day. Cause he plays with you at night!"
If human spontaneous combustion could occur, Roberto wished it then.
Everyone turned to stare at Gary, who showed no shame whatsoever. If anything, he looked unfazed. He then smirked as the looked at Brooklyn. "Well, I couldn't use any X-rated terms with my own kid, you know?"
"Since when?" asked Elisa, as Xanatos and Matt coughed discreetly.
"Almost two years," said Roberto.
"Three years," said Gary, at the same time.
"Three for Gar, two for Roberto," murmured Jack, grinning uncomfortably.
Both Gary and Roberto glanced at Jack before looking at each other. Then Gary turned and smiled at the group. "I'm sorry. Roberto counts from the time he said 'yes' to being a couple." Roberto quickly covered Marcus's ears as he turned pale, knowing Gary's next choice of words. "I count from the time I first screwed him senseless. Got him a few times between then. You can say I was courting him."
"Wait," stated Elisa, eyes closed, fingers on her forehead. "Three years? Weren't you still married then?"
Roberto turned away and went to sit down on the couch, still holding Marcus.
Gary shrugged. "My marriage was already falling apart by then. And, well, I had already played around with the idea of trying to start something with Roberto, so... any time he left himself open to my... courtship attacks... I, well, attacked."
Roberto glared at him from the couch.
Owen looked thoughtful. "Three years ago? Wasn't that about the end of Roberto's..."
"The undercover case in Texas?" Gary asked. "Played the part of a jealous ex lover slash kingpin. And I, might I add, played the part very well. Right, Beto?"
Roberto refused to answer, instead talking with Marcus. His flushed face was the only indication that he heard Gary's every word.
"Well, that's surprising," stated Brooklyn.
Gary shrugged. "I was just suffering an extreme sense of denial. Until I decided to let my curiosity take over. Of course, I was curious five years ago, but Roberto didn't let me test out my interest then."
Roberto whirled around. "I had a near death experience, you jerk. Two, actually, if you count the fact I nearly froze myself to death. That was probably some misguided feeling of needing to make sure I was really okay."
"Nah. I distinctly remember feeling horny while trying to keep you warm."
"Pervert!"
The gargoyles laughed while the humans still stood somewhat aghast at the gall Gary showed at admitting that he cheated on his wife with a man, and from his choice of words, practically forced Roberto into their current relationship.
Jack sighed. "Their relationship has pretty much been this volatile since before they officially became a couple."
Roberto glared at him. "You guys were no help. You told me I was imagining things when I told you Gary was hitting on me."
Jack pouted. "Gary threatened me with bodily harm if I let you know he was aggressively seducing you."
Gary grinned. "I liked the flustered 'Am I going crazy?' look you had going most of the time."
Brooklyn sighed in contentment as he watched as Roberto and Gary began bickering while Elisa, bursting with curiosity, asked for more details. He glanced at his hatchlings, watching as Marcus and Alex joined them to talk and play. Jack had joined Xanatos and Fox, presumably to speak business judging by the serious intensity all three were showing. Matt, unsure about wanting to know the personal lives of Roberto and Gary, inched his way over to Owen and settled for watching and commenting on the news.
Sata moved beside him, and Brooklyn brought her closer to him with his arm. He nuzzled the side of her face before turning to the scene in front of him.
"How do you feel?" Sata asked him.
"Like everything is all right with the world," he murmured.
The pain that had troubled him so long ago was gone, and he was glad that he could interact with his former flame in a friendly manner. His hatchlings were growing up into brave gargoyles who understood the value of friendship and the importance of protecting those who were weak. And, if Jack was correct, Demona was slowly turning a new leaf that would further empower the gargoyle clan for the upcoming battles he knew were coming up. But for now, enjoy the peace while the children grew. That was what he intended to do.
*end*
A/N2: A little quick on the ending cuz it's really not the ending. Only those at adult fan fiction net will get the unedited ending. Fanfiction will have to deal with this ending. Again, my profile name is the same here and there. So if one doesn't mind searching for my fics, there you go. The hot and heavy ending will be out hopefully within next month.
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