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STORY TITLE: A Time From Now
    CHAPTER TITLE: With His Help _Forty-Seven of One Hundred
AUTHOR: Gaeln
RATING: this chapter: PG
WORD COUNT: this chapter: 780
WARNINGS: this chapter: none_Melanie POV
DISCLAIMER: Nothing I can say that hasn’t been said already? Not mine.
    Originally Beta’ed by herefordroad, all subsequent mistakes are mine
    Story throughout contains excerpts from The Brian Kinney Operating Manual including commentary from the Editors
SUMMARY FROM THE EDITORS: ‘She sipped her wine, glad everyone was ignoring her, she was having fun just watching them and it looked as if they were going to be around for awhile.’
    The next chapter of Melanie and Lindsay’s life begins to unfold
AUTHOR‘S NOTES: This story projects 59 years into the future and reflects all that that entails, many of the loose ends are tied-up. I dance with POV, I dance with time, in essence, I just dance to the song Brian & Justin sang to me.
    Contains: Brian_others, Justin_others. They grow old, they are always together for just as long as time allows, but, ultimately, they will die.
    As someone wise once said, ‘In the end, it’s all about Brian and Justin’ and I can only agree

A Time From Now

With His Help
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Around One Week Later - Toronto

Our second wedding had come off magnificently. Unlike the first time, this time had been flawless and perfect without any of the panic associated with Pittsburgh and, most especially, with none of the anxiety of Marilyn whatthehellever and all of her dire predictions. It would have been funny how all that crap had panicked Lindsay if our situation hadn’t been so serious. I’d had to swallow my pride and that had not been easy. Allowing Brian to see me cry had actually been pretty fucking painful, but we’d needed him and so, we’d made it work. With a little help from our friends.

Melanie leaned back in the chaise lounge placed discreetly across the backyard, away from the deck, white wine in hand, and she surveyed the little scene in front of her. Gus was still up but Jenny Rebecca was already asleep so she had some time to just watch. Even the weather had cooperated with the warm-spring evening keeping everyone out-of-doors, with scattered groups chatting and enjoying the world she and Lindsay had created. In the past month since they’d finished the backyard, she’d come to like the mood of it best at night. Justin and Brian had woven little white lights into the trellis over the deck that looked striking, almost as if dancing when they swayed in the breeze and one of the few celebration additions that would undoubtedly remain after this day was long gone. The houselights glowed a muted yellow from behind the large picture windows that looked out over that part of the deck. The caterers had done a wonderful job; the area was suitably festive yet sophisticated and with Brian’s input, of course. One thing she’d never begrudged him was his taste. The man really did have such beautiful taste.

She sipped her wine slowly, reveling in the fact that everyone was, momentarily, ignoring her. She was having fun watching them and it looked as if everyone was going to be around for awhile. Lindsay was with Preston and Andrew, two of the most important people in their lives since coming to Canada. The artists were grouped with other artists, the gallery owners with other gallery owners. Every once in a while someone, probably an agent, would drift from one to the other and then back again, deals were obviously being made.

Brian and Justin had been together just a minute ago, leaning against the French doors that led inside. She shuddered a little wondering where they were, what they were up to. Actually, it made her giggle a little indicating, to her anyway, that she’d probably had enough to drink. Whatthehell? It wasn’t every day two lessies got married…again. Celebrate however.

Melanie’s eyes drifted back to Lindsay, taking in how her hair glowed in the light, how contented she seemed, so obviously confident she was where she was supposed to be. Wineglass in hand, she still wore her Vera Wang, courtesy of who else. Beautiful taste, the man just had the most beautiful taste and it fit her to perfection. She couldn’t wait to peel it off of her so slowly…so very, very slowly once everyone was gone. She briefly considered that maybe it was time for everyone to be gone, but it was still early yet, there would be plenty of time for other pleasures.

Lindsay was laughing with Preston, undoubtedly about some industry-related gossip and he really did have some pretty memorable stories. Artists were a somewhat eccentric bunch and really, the agents and the gallery owners weren’t much different. Preston wove tales of part truth, part legend, part fairytale and all fucking amazing.

And with Brian’s help, they could be a real part of that world and it did always seem to come down to him, didn‘t it? For the important things anyway. Still with his help, they could actually make their dream work, for her and Lindsay, for Preston and Andrew, for everyone. They just needed to handle things right, to handle him right. But not yet, the details were almost all in place, but the timing wasn’t quite right yet. Just a few more weeks, if it all went as planned; and they could really begin their new life together. If only Brian would agree.

Lindsay signaled to her to come and join them, so she did, scanning the bushes as she went for any tell-tale signs of the Brian-Justin show, but she was pleased to reach the relative safety of Lindsay without any obvious strangeness. When she noticed Gus wasn‘t close by, she asked after him and was told not to worry. Lindsay told her that he was with Brian and Justin, that they’d wanted to read to him before he went to sleep, so they were all upstairs. She was told that everything was just fine and maybe it really was or, at least, would be if only Brian would help.


Next Chapter: Brian dreams and, thereby, lets his demons out to play

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