What in the Fuck?

"Your point?" Quincy rolled his eyes. "None of my kids are virgins damnit."

"None? Damn." He chuckled, thinking about it.

"Maybe Vikki." He nodded. "And....Judy..."
Judy....
Where in the fuck was Jude.

"Jude is like... little ain't he?" Gabriel nodded at him.

"Yeah...Oh fuck...If Zac took him..." He was going to show Zac a monster.

Jude was Zac's... Quincy was not his father....
"Oh hell." Gabriel frowned lightly. But luckily, Zac had not taken the child. He had spent the night at Mike and Alex's, playing with Austin and Jayden. There was a note on the coffee table about that from Zac.

"Ill be back."
To Quincy, Jude was HIS. His baby boy and Zac had no right to take him.
He walked down stairs, finding the note and nodding to himself. making a quick call to Mike about it.

Gabriel nodded, standing up after he finished washing off. He then dried off and found himself some of Quincy's clothes that fit him pretty well. He made his way downstairs.
"I'm gonna go make a phone call." He nodded to his lover, finding his cellphone from the bedroom and going to stand out front.
He dialed his best friend's number and waited.

Gabriel picked up his phone, he was laying around with Dayton and Aaron out at Dayton's house.
"Hello?"

"Hey babe, its Gabe." He nodded, frowning to himself.

"Hey Gabriel, I miss ya. Whats going on?" Gabriel asked softly, curled against Dayton.

"Well... I got bad news, more bad news and hell, even more bad news. Shit, I was hoping their was something good to tell you."

Gabriel sat up, frown in place.
"Whats going on?"

"Well first thing is not good, well... you might be happy about it but I'm not. I killed Angel. And he isn't coming back."

"So?" Gabriel did not give a damn.
Brayden might.
he didnt.

"You're so sweet." Gabriel sighed. "I killed him yesterday. Well then last night I sorta fucked someone and they bit me, same place you did, it covered your mark." He nodded.

There was a long pause.
"Im kicking a bitches ass."

"Um yeah... funny story about WHO I fucked, ya see..." There was a long pause. "Ifuckedyourdad." He murmured, words slurring together.

"What?" Gabriel asked softly as if he didnt quite understand.

"I. fucked. your dad..." He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

Gabriel hung up.
Around ten minutes later he pulled up, his truck sliding in on two wheels. The boy burst into the home, first one he found was his father.
He marched right up to Quincy and punched him in the eye, kneed him in the groin and stopping off to find Gabriel.
He just glared for a moment, his face unreadable before he backhanded the man, yanking him down by his hair and biting down on him as hard as he could, giving a strong knee to the jaw Gabriel let go.
"Don't. You. EVER, speak. to. me. Again."

"Gabriel... baby please don't do this." Gabriel sighed heavily at his former lover.

"No!! I fucked hate you doing shit with my family like that!!"
He was supposed to be special...
"And you fucking let him mark over me!!"
That had meant the most to the boy.
His mark....
Covered up.

"I didn't have a say in that Gabe! I didn't know where he was going to bite!" He sighed.

Gabriel shook his head.
"Dont you ever speak to me again!!"
He was special...
Not anymore.