Iero's Family!

Iero's Family, ch 2

When morning arrived, Gerard woke up alone in the bed. His stomach felt empty, but at least he didn't feel sick any more.

Yawning softly, he climbed out of bed, pulled on a clean pair of boxers, and grabbed the shirt Frank had worn the day before, slipping it on before heading out of the room.
As he walked sleepily down the short hallway, rubbing grit from his eyes, he could smell coffee and hear low conversation coming from the kitchen. Presuming it was Frank and Lucas, he didn't bother to go back for pants. When he stepped around the corner, he wished he had.

Frank was stood with his back toward his husband, and Gerard could tell he was tense, by how the strong, tattooed muscles of his shoulders and back were all bunched up. He had one hand resting on the countertop, next to a steaming mug of black coffee, and the other at his side, fingers clenched into a fist.

In front of him, stood a tall, slim, but clearly muscular man, about the same age as Frank, maybe a little younger, with dark skin, a long, straight nose, heavy brows, and long black hair that fell way below his shoulders. Gerard didn't know who he was, but it was as plain as day that he was Indian, and that Frank was not happy to see him.

Gerard remained silent for a moment, considering whether he should just return to the bedroom, when the man's eyes flicked his way. The look he gave Gerard was almost predatory, and the younger man fell back a step, unintentionally.
Frank stiffened and turned his head. His dark eyes locked with Gerard's, then he was moving swiftly across the room toward him.

"Gee, are you alright?"

Gerard nodded, nervously glancing past Frank toward the stranger. Frank followed his gaze, then brought his eyes back to his husband's, taking the younger man's hands in his.

"Don't worry sweetheart. Would you go back in the bedroom please?"

"Frank?"

Gerard's voice sounded weak to his own ears, and he internally cursed his nerves.

"Please Gerard? I will be through in a while."

Gerard nodded softly, tiptoeing to place a light kiss to Frank's lips, his hands on Frank's strong biceps for balance, then he turned and headed back to the bedroom to get dressed.

"He's pretty."

The stranger said to Frank's back, once Gerard was out of sight, and earshot. Frank tensed up again, turning angry eyes toward the visitor.

"Prettier than Beth was."

"What do you want, Wolf?.. Because I know this is not a social call."

Frank growled.
Wolf smirked.

"What? I can't just drop by to see my big brother?"

"Half brother."

Frank stated, coldly.

"And no!.. You cannot."

"Harsh."

Wolf chuckled.

"Ok, so the elders sent me."

"Why?"

"Because they wish to speak to you, and I've been charged with getting you there."

Frank scoffed, shaking his head.

"I don't care what they want!.. Where were they when I was bringing up Lucas on my own?.. Where were they when he needed somewhere to stay, when I was locked up?"

Frank growled.

"They never gave a damn about me before, so why should I bother with them now?"

Wolf grinned, eerily resembling his namesake.

"Because, if you don't, they will tear your world apart, starting with that pretty little thing in the bedroom."

Frank snarled, charging across the room and pinning Wolf to the wall by his shirt front.

"You stay away from him! You hear?.. If you, or anyone from the reservation dares to come anywhere near him, I will rip out their hearts!.. Understood?"

Wolf wriggled in Frank's iron grip, but finding his hold unbreakable, simply nodded. Frank let go and stepped back, watching as Wolf slid down the wall a little, before righting himself.

"It's no use fighting this Frank.."

Wolf coughed, rubbing at his sore neck, where Frank's knuckles had pressed against it.

"You know what they are capable of, and the lengths they will go to, to get what they want."

Frank scowled angrily at the younger man.

"Well, I should be going, but I'm staying in town till Sunday.. I trust you will come to the right decision by then."

Wolf turned and left. Frank listened as his truck spun gravel, then drove away.

"Damn it!"

He growled.

"Frank?"

Gerard's small voice came from the doorway. He didn't like that man!.. There was something about him that set Gerard's teeth on edge.
Frank took a breath and tried to calm down. He didn't want to scare Gerard.
Slapping a smile on his face, he turned and crossed to his unnaturally nervous, and slightly pale looking husband.

"Sweetheart, it's ok.. He's gone now."

He pulled Gerard into his chest, wrapping his strong arms around him.

"Who is he?"

Gerard asked, looking up into Frank's eyes.
Frank huffed, leaning down to kiss Gerard's soft, pink lips.

"Someone that I don't trust."

Frank muttered.

"If he approaches you in town, you call me, ok?"

Gerard nodded.

"I mean it Gerard.. He comes near you, you get yourself somewhere public, and you call me.. OK?"

Gerard nodded.

"Ok Frank."

He snuggled against Frank's chest, then looked up.

"Is there any coffee left?"

Frank laughed, stroking Gerard's fine hair.

"I guess you're feeling better then, huh?"

"Yeah."

Gerard agreed.

"I'm going to go visit Mikey later."

Frank frowned.

"I'll take you."

"I can drive myself."

"Not today."

Gerard sighed, cos he knew from experience that Frank meant business when he looked at him like that. There was no point in arguing with him on this.
Just then, the front door opened, and Lucas walked in.

"Just saw a truck leave.. We have a visitor?"

Frank ground his teeth.

"I'm gonna go get dressed."

Kissing Gerard quickly on the forehead, he turned and went back to the bedroom.

"What did I say?"

Lucas looked at Gerard in confusion.
Gerard shrugged. It wasn't his place to say. He stepped over to the counter.

"Coffee?"

Lucas grinned.

"You know it."

When Frank returned, in jeans and a plaid shirt, he smiled to see Gerard and Lucas, the two most important people in his life, sat at the table, each nursing a mug of coffee, and laughing over something one of them had said. He watched them silently for a moment, before clearing his throat. They both looked up, smiles on their faces.

"Ready to go?"

Gerard nodded, chugged the last of his coffee, then stood up and put his mug in the sink.

"See you later."

He said to Lucas, ruffling his hair on the way to the door, Frank right behind him.

The trip down the mountain didn't take very long, but with every bump in the road, Gerard's stomach churned a little bit more. By the time they reached the house that Mikey had claimed as his own, Gerard was several shades paler, and the second Mikey opened his door, Gerard dashed for the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.

"Gee?"

Mikey called out, then turned to Frank.

"What's wrong with him?"

Frank frowned.

"Don't know.. He was sick last night, but he said he felt better today.."

He followed Gerard's footsteps to the closed door, and listened. He could hear the unmistakable sound of puking.

"Guess not."

Notes

Hi there chipmunks.. You ok?..

What do you think of Wolf? Nasty? Nice?..

Anyway.. Please comment, stay safe, and peace out babies!
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