Saving....Gabriel?

It was about 4 days later that Remy got another phone call from the agency. They had called to inquire about how Gabriel was adapting to the new lifestyle. Sharon had asked Remy several questions about Gabriel's habits during everyday things such as eating, sleeping, and playing with possible neighbourhood children.

"So far, he's doin' okay. De first night, he had a few minor nightmares but he quieted down after awhile. Still a bit jumpy 'round us but, we're takin' it slow." Remy sat down at the kitchen table and stared at the newspaper, opened to the sports page.

Sharon stared at a few papers on her desk and sighed before letting Remy know why she was asking. "His father's sister is driving over from Boston, and has expressed interest in taking him in. She asks to see him tomorrow afternoon. We're having a case worker going to check everything out at the house before we move him. So far, she says she has two kids and her husband has a good job."

Remy closed his eyes, feeling a headache coming on. "When was de las' time she saw him?"

"She's told us that she hasn't had any contact with her brother for 11 years although, a few things are inconsistent with her story."

"Like what?" Remy's brow furrowed.

"When we got ahold of her to tell her about him, she called him by name. They also found his father within a mile radius of their neighbourhood. I shouldn't have you worry aobut this, as I shouldn't even be telling you but, you may be in for a bumpy road if you wish to keep him in your home." Turning from the front of her desk to the side and lowering her voice as she spoke, felt she needed to tell him what he was up against.

Mumbling under his breath, Remy raised an eyebrow as Logan came through the front door from work. "Great."

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Operation was a game that Remy had before from their other attempts at having children, and Remy had always had extraordinary dexterity in his hands. He lost on purpose though and hoped that Gabriel didn't notice that he was messing up when he didn't have to.

Gabriel took the small tweezers and paused for a moment before moving to remove the bone in the arm. He sat on the floor, across from Remy, and bit his lip out of nerves. He shook the closer he came to the plastic bone but calmed as a big hand covered his and helped him get the piece.

Remy smiled at him and asked gently, "You wanna do de next one on y' own, or y' wan' m' help?"

Gabriel blinked and smiled back. It wasn't until he handed the instrument back that he shook with fear at something in his mind. Watching Remy, he bit his lip and waited for his turn.

Remy took his turn after Logan's, messing up on purpose and when he handed the tweesers to Gabriel, he watched his hands to see if they were shaking when they held the tool.

Deciding to try his turn on his own, Gabriel was calm until he picked up the next bone. As he drew it out, the tweezer hit the side setting off the buzzer and red light in the nose. Gabriel's eyes went wide with fear as he backed up, dropping the two pieces. Pressing himself into Logan's chest, as the man sat behind him, he turned away from the game and shivered.

Logan wrapped his arms around the scared boy and shushed the whimpers, trying to explain that it was only a game and everything was all right.

"Oui... Do you not like de game?" he asked the little boy and leaned over to him so he could see his face to watch his reaction. They could play something different, or even call it a night if he wanted, but he wanted Gabriel to tell them what he was comfortable with.

Gabriel blinked at Remy and thought of what to do. He wasn't sure if he should quit the game or finish. He thought about sitting there while they played and he watched but, he wanted to play, too. "Play." A soft, uneasy word as he moved out of Logan's arms to look back at the game.

Remy smiled brightly, encouraged that he wanted to keep going. "Good," he said and picked up the tweesers to hand them to Logan. "Y' turn, cher."

Logan took the small instrument and aimed for a foot bone, just barely making it without hitting anything. "Whew." He kidded. Handing them back to Remy, he rubbed Gabriel's back as the boy yawned.

Remy smiled and tried the really difficult one-- the funny bone and he slipped it out easily. He didn't want Gabriel to have to deal with that one if he was having trouble with the others. He smiled and handed to tool to Gabriel. "Take as long as y' need," he assured.

Gabriel looked at the remaining bones. He noticed that Remy had left the easiest one alone, the ribcage. Sitting up straight and sticking the tip of his tongue out, he moved slowly towards the middle of the piece and bit his bottom lip as he pulled it out cleanly. Smiling in self-confidence, he looked to Remy and smiled wider before turning to hand it to Logan.

"Good job!" Logan smiled.

Remy wanted to clap for him, but restrained himself and echoed Logan's sentiment. "Y' did great!" He reached out to gently ruffle Gabriel's hair. "Y' ready f' bed?" Remy asked.

Gabriel nodded. "Please, drink?"

"Sure, what would y' like?" Remy asked as he got up and helped Gabriel to his feet.

"Water? Please?" Gabriel blinked and reminded himself these two men were not his father, or mother. He walked from the livingroom to the kitchen sink and waited patiently for the glass.

Remy went to get him a glass of water, making sure it was relatively cold. "Ice?" he asked.

Smiling, Gabriel nodded. "Please."

Getting ice from the freezer, Remy stuck a couple cubes in and then handed the glass to the boy. "Dere y' go. When y' finished we gon' brush y' teeth, den y' can hop int' bed, okay?"

"Okay. Thank you." Drinking it completely and setting the glass in the sink, he walked hurriedly up the stairs and into the guest bathroom. Using the restroom one last time, he flushed, washed his hands and hurried into bed and waited for them to say good night.

Logan had put up the game and shut off the kitchen light before making his way upstairs.

Remy smiled at Gabriel when he said 'thank you' and nodded to him that he was welcome. When he went upstairs to tuck him in with Logan, he asked, "Y' brush y' teeth?" when he got in the room.

Laying there with his covers up to his chin and teddy bear tucked to one side, he nodded. Yawning again, he blinked up at Remy drowsily.

"Good. G'night, peti'," he said and leaned in to risk a gentle kiss to his hair. "Sweet dreams, oui?"

Grabbing Remy's hand as he stood back up, he was unsure of how to express himself. "Don't close the door, kay? Please, sir?"

Logan stood in the doorway and watched, silently.

"I won' close it if y' don' wan' me to," he said smiling. "An', Gabriel... will y' do me a favor?" he asked gently.

Gabriel nodded.

"Please... call me Remy?"

"Okay."

"Thanks," he said. "Night," he said again as he turned to leave his room.

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"He okay?" Logan whispered as they met at the door. He leaned against the frame, with his arms folded and waited for his turn.

"Oui. He jus' don' wan' de door closed." And he was planning on leaving the night light on anyway.

Logan nodded and patted Remy's arm as he pushed off of the frame and walked over to the bed,kneeling down. "We won't let anythin' get ya, kiddo. I promise." He smiled as Gabriel nodded. "Got yer bear, gonna turn the night light on for ya, and we'll leave the door open. If you get scared, just come knock on our door, okay?"

Gabriel nodded as Logan patted his shoulder and told him good night before standing up again.

Remy smiled at Logan and Gabriel and said one final goodnight from the doorway before disappearing with Logan down the hall into their room.

As Logan closed their bedroom door, he sighed. "Now, do you wanna tell me what that phone call was about, or are you gonna keep me guessin?" He stood there and watched Remy start to undress, raising an eyebrow at small movements.

Remy sighed. "Was Sharon. She wanted t' check up on Gabriel... but she also wanted t' tell me dat de boy's aunt been wantin' t' take 'im..." he said softly.

Logan sighed inwardly. He didn't say what he was thinking because he didn't want Remy upset after a good night with the boy. "When do they wanna see him?"

"Dis Thrusday," he said, getting the last of his clothing off. "Part o' me is scared dat she's gon' take 'im away, Logan, but... I can' help but wonder why dey didn' go t' her in de first place... She's his kin, so... dey wouldda approached her first...."

Moving to wrap his arms around Remy, he kissed him. "You said when you started that job, they take him away from danger, first. Thats just where we are, away from danger. If she wants him, we can't stop her. You know that."

"Logan... part o' me is afraid dat... she's de danger..." he said, and he didn't know why a part of him felt that so strongly without knowing a thing about this woman.

"Rem, you've been wrong about people before. Not often, but a few. She might be one of the few. A slim chance but, she might." Logan kissed him again in reassurance and distraction. Remy had a quirk of getting worked up and not sleeping at night, something Logan rarely enjoyed dealing with.

"Cher... de boy's fader was found right by her house... I don' like de feelin' dat gives me...." He had a few theories... neither of which was reassuring.

"Okay." Regretting opening the conversaton, Logan decided to subtly change the subject. "How about we talk about this in the morning." Kissing Remy's neck and jawline as his hands slipped to his clothes. "We'll be up all night if you get too worked up."

Remy smirked at Logan. "We ain' gon' be up all night anyway?" He playfully nuzzled Logan's neck as he turned to his lover.

Logan smirked but continued to kiss Remy's soft skin. "Think he's asleep?" Logan whispered.

"Think so... He was pretty tired t'day," he said. "I'll be quiet, cher," he said conspiritorially to Logan.

Grinning, Logan could hardly wait. "Quiet as in slow, or quiet as in just moans?"

"Think it'd be better t' go slow f' tonight... Don' wan' any creakin' or knockin'," he smirked. They would take him for certain if Gabriel ever saw them having sex. He wasn't sure that even if they were able to adopt him they wouldn't take him if he ever saw them.

Nodding, Logan agreed. "Okay." he started unfastening his jeans and opening them before pulling out hs shirt and taking it off. "No need to scare the kid."

"Oui." As soon as Logan's shirt was off, Remy started sucking on his nipples and caressing the body he loved so much. His breathing was deep and appreciative-- he knew Logan could hear it and would know his silent responses as well as he did his more vocal ones.

Logan gasped silently and smiled, peering down at the young man paying attention to him. Soft moans and light cooes were mainly what was vocal.

Remy sank down the body of his lover and kissed at his hips lightly. His tongue came out for occasional licks of salty skin.

Logan's hips bucked as Remy's tongue tickled his skin. Biting his lip to keep quiet, Logan positioned himself to watch what Remy was doing.

Remy nuzzled Logan's crotch before letting his tongue out to slide along the underside of his cock and running the tip of his tongue over Logan's head. He tasted the clear fluid beading at the end and his eyes closed in pleasure. Looking up at Logan, he winked at him before he enveloped the head and sucked. He loved his smooth texture.

Logan let his head slip back as he moaned and reached for the back of Remy's head to rest a hand there while he was sucked into bliss. "Gawd kid, what kinda movies have you been learnin this from?"

"Ain' learned from movies, cher," he purred and ran his tongue over the head again before taking him in further. He was a little insulted that Logan thought he would learn all his tricks from movies. Admittedly, there were a few things he'd picked up from porn, but he wasn't a copycat or anything.

Logan was started to pant and mewl his approvals. "Mmm, whew! Want it to come?" He whispered and lifted his head to look at Remy enjoying himself.

"Mmm, not yet, cher... I have more excitin' things planned f' you," he smiled and drew away from Logan and encouraged him toward the bed. Their bed wasn't creaky, so it was safe unless things got really active.

Logan licked his lips as he watched Remy walk in front of him, towards the bed. Getting to his side of the bed, he pressed himself against Remy's body and nibbled on the soft, right shoulder. "How did I get so lucky to snag you?" Wrapping his arms around the thin waist, he started kissing Remy's neck and nipping at his earlobe.

"Y' de best man dere is, Logan... Y' deserve de best," he smirked at him and ground his hips back against his lover.

With how hard Logan had been and the fricton between he and Remy, Logan gasped and held his hips against Remy's behind. "Only when I have you with me, I am." He smirked and leaned forward, kissing Remy's right cheek.

Remy twisted and tried to kiss Logan back. Reaching for the lube, Remy coated his fingers and reached back to Logan's cock in between them.

"Oh, you want me havin the first fun, huh?" He smirked. "I got somethin planned for you, so don't wear out too easily."

Remy purred. "Oh, cher. Dat sounds excitin'."

The twinkle in Logan's eyes and smirk on his face was getting side-tracked on what Remy was starting to do with him. Pulling him close so that their erections touched, Logan dipped Remy back onto the bed and started kissing his shoulder and collarbone while Remy coated his erection.

Remy opened his legs so Logan could settle between them and he guided Logan easily to his entrance. He had been wanting Logan for a long time now and was eager to have him inside his body again.

Going as slow as possible, Logan pushed in just enough to where the head was inside and started to pull out and push back in with tiny teases. He licked Remy's chest and swirled his tongue around a hard pink nipple, letting it flick over the top as his hips kept their pace barely inside his younger lover.

Remy hissed at the intense sensations and tried to keep quiet. The walls weren't that thick after all. God, Logan felt good though. Remy's hips started to move, wanting more contact than Logan was giving him.

Smirking and chuckling softly, Logan looked up at Remy's face. "Ya like that?"

Remy bit his lower lip and nodded. His face twisted into an expression of lustful agony as he gasped.

"Shh shh." Logan eased himself in a little farther and stopped as his groin met Remy's balls. He stared at his lover's face, eyes closed, mouth open slightly, tongue wetting a spot on his top lip every few seconds, Logan loved it. He started a slow, long rhythm of strides, careful to surpress any loud noises from either of them. Picking up the pace, a small squeaking worked it's way into the middle of them, forcing him to stop and change positions.

Smiling, Remy positioned himself on his hands and knees, on the floor, and gasped as Logan re-entered him, melting together like a knife in soft butter.

With his hands on Remy's hips, he whispered into Remy's ear if he was comfortable.

"Oh, oui, mon cher. Remy is tres bien." Remy purred as Logan paced himself again, leaving him panting in a matter of moments.

One final thrust, and Logan was spent. He leaned over his young, glistening lover, and moaned how much he loved Remy.

Remy reciprocated and as they separated, laughed and smiled that Logan's turn was to be held in the shower. Getting up to his feet, he pulled Logan to his and led the way to the bathroom with an eager yet strained Logan following closely behind.


TBC...