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jaekaicx · 3 years

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quick dont think abt an au where marcy ended up moving away from los angeles and amphibia never happened

dont think about marcy being disappointed abt the box not working and then hating themself for hoping it would work in the first place

dont think about marcy not telling anne or sasha abt moving away til the last second. abt how he just wouldnt be able to bring himself to talk abt it or bring it up. or how theyd hype themself up and try to force himself to just tell them, but couldnt.

dont think abt marcy planning something epic for his last full day in LA, working out an awesome, fun-filled, perfect day to try to make the most out of their last moments with their friends. dont think abt anne and sasha thinking abt how odd marcys been acting or how its strange how… desperate marcy seems today, but brushing it off.

dont think about marcy making every excuse to stretch out the day, trying to stay with his friends for just a couple more hours, another half hour, a few more minutes. how theyd scramble for more things to do and run out of reasons to continue.

dont think abt anne or sash saying they have to go soon because theyve been out for too long and they need to get back before curfew or their parents are gonna worry. dont think abt marcy begging them to stay for just a bit longer, but they just cant stay anymore, sorry

dont think abt marcy breaking and blurting out that “IM MOVING TOMORROW” and this is their last chance to hang out together. or abt the silence that follows

dont think abt the three of them cuddling together during a last-minute sleepover. dont think abt the drying tears lingering on their cheeks

dont think about them waking up early the next day bc “my parents wanna leave early so we can get to the new place before it gets late” and sasha and anne waiting at the doorstep as the wus pack up

dont think abt their final goodbyes. or their final hugs. dont think abt marcy diving into their arms and making annes shirt wet with tears and mumbling how he doesnt wanna leave and theyll miss them and they dont wanna lose them. dont think abt sasha being a bit awkward but trying her best, or anne comforting marcy as best as she can but breaking into tears soon after

dont think abt the group hug lasting for too long. or abt marcys parents calling him saying its time to go. dont think abt the whisper of “i dont wanna let go”

dont think abt anne and sasha watching the wus finally pile into the car. abt marcy trying to pretend theyre not bawling his eyes out, being ashamed abt crying so much.

dont think abt the car pulling out of the driveway as anne sasha and marcy lock eyes through the car window. how marcy holds their gaze for as long as he can from the back seat.

dont think abt anne running after the car, calling out marcys name. or sasha running after her. dont think abt marcy pressed up against the glass, watching as her friends slowly shrink into the background.

dont think abt anne finally stopping as sasha catches up. dont think abt how they can only chase after a moving car for so long.

and dont think abt marcys car turning onto the main road, falling out of sight. gone for good

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oh-theatre · 4 years

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Objection!: Chapter 26

Chapter title: When Youre Home

A/n: Sorry it took awhile and im sorry its shorter!! Ive been really busy but I still wanted to get a chapter out! And ofc cant tell you what happens just yet also gotta let ya suffer. Sorry its bad but enjoy!! PLEASE LEAVE ME COMMENTS YALL! PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS AND IF ITS CONFUSING OR YOU HAVE QUESTIONS IM HERE TO ANSWER THEM OK?

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words: 2356

summary: The world freezes as the gang follows the events of the previous night

pairings: Eventual logicality, prinxiety, platonic demus, romantic remile

warnings: Murder mention, child murder, Law and Courtroom, swearing, blood, hospital, crime scene, murder, gun mention, guns, swearing, abuse, graphic descriptions, alcohol, shooting, crying

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“Dada!” No, Logan couldn't. His throat closes tightly hearing the sound of frantic children racing toward him. Wiping away his nervous tears he stands, the twins waste no time as Logan kneels to nuzzle themselves into him. Emile and Remy, somber faces, approach from behind. “Where's Papa?” Valerie shakes, her fears from the night only arising.

“Um...Patton is…” Logan cant speak, the words catch in his throat, stuck at some border keeping them down. “He’s…” He doesn't wish to beg for assistance, but his eyes beg to anyone. Everyone avoids him, except…

“Why don't we go get some food?” Emile offers, the twins attention, tired and worn out, and focuses on the doctor. “We can get something for your dad” Emile and Remy work in sync, taking the pair from Logan. Nothing changes but the smallest glint shows his thankfulness. They set off and just as soon as they appeared, they fade into the rush of the midnight hour at the hospital. Cold and dark, Logan wants them back, the aching his body feels as he no longer can feel their presence.

He could see the crowd move, he could hear their mumblings and the world continue on. But he felt numb, like static surrounding him, nothing was there. Silence in this noisy void. Even when Virgil places his hand on the lawyers shoulder it takes a moment to register, then his face only sends him back.

“Hey we he- Patton” It takes almost no time to identify the ooze of blood and the frozen terror in the center of the courtroom. Virgil steps back, a moment of hesitation, Roman rushing by him sparks him back alive. He had never seen a puzzle so broken, so many pieces lost. Logan couldn't speak, but he held so tightly. But to what? Virgil hated it but it didnt look like Patton.

“Hel..help” Logan manages, something in him however was gone. Virgil couldn't look anymore, the pale face, he longed to see the bright smile, promising love as it flashed to all it passed. The sparkle of his eyes, a smart shine closed as they looked empty. Nothing was there, no one was there….

“Uhm Roman Reial, I need an ambulance… the courthouse on Preise Boulevard” He rushes, his breaths short and scared. “A-a gunshot wound...please just hurry” He pleads, Logan continues staring towards the door. The icy blue that sparked with wisdom and his unsuspected and treasured love had melted. They were empty, devoid of purpose to shine.

“We...we’re engaged” He mumbles, Virgil looks to Pattons hands instantly. The scuffed skin didn't distract from the stunning glimmer of the ring around his finger.

“C-come on” Virgil tries “We have to get him out of here...or apply pressure...or stop the bleeding or-”

“Virge breathe” Roman takes his hand, squeezing it gently. Their eyes meet and the dangerous storm dies down in Virgil, finding a light rain should suffice. “He’ll be ok”

“Don't make promises you can't keep” Virgil whispers, listening to a silent Logan crying ever so gently over a fallen love. Roman cups his cheek, the movement feeling natural.

“I'm not” He takes Virgil to the side, calming him as medics and cops file in. The pair are guilty as they ignore Logan's desperate cries, shunning away while Patton, if you can call his lifeless body that was hauled away. Logan sinks again, unable to move, no one makes a sound, the room falls quiet once more. “Logan…” Roman begins, his caution at a high point. The lawyer shakes his head, searching for the words, any words. A simple croak.

“Hes-”

“Dead” Logan mutters “He's dead” He slumps into his chair, Roman and Virgil share uneasy glances.

“What happened?!” The three look up, their eyes landing in unison. A fiery path alight as Barbara marched towards them, Marcy following her footsteps trying to put out the dark. Logan stands, not expecting the rough descent to the physical world. “What did you do?” She spits, desperate as everything falls apart.

“Barb!” Marcy calls, gently removing her from a distant Logan. “Bubbles take a breath, it's not Logan's fault” Marcy assures, stroking ever so delicately to her wife. Barbara tries to conjure an argument but shatters, falling into Marcys arms as she cries.

Shouldn't Logan be doing the same?

Why couldn't he feel the pain?

Had he succumbed...to the dark?

Not too long ago his confusion was riddled with unbearable pain, the sadness too much to feel as it coursed through his veins, practically pumping his breath. He needed Patton, that took something out of him. The name, even the mere thought was too much, a break in his step. Turning rapidly away from this scene, too much of a mirror of his inner turmoil, he walks to the door, and kept going. Ignore, he told himself, ignore the shouts and the concern.

“Patton Hart” He demands, the woman perks up, a note of sympathy accompanies her sweet smile. She dials the phone, hushed whispers before she returns to Logan, the man no doubt seemed insane.

“I'm sorry sir, mister Hart is still in surgery” She informs. “We will send someone out with updates, but please return to the waiting room” She requests, her politeness and formality wasn't something Logan could argue. And it made sense, what was he thinking. Resigned with shame he returns to the group, the moment his sweaty back hits the chair he gives in. The tears just come, you'd think dehydration might be a risk as he sobs with no filter. No one dared move, not even a breath escaped but Barbara's face morphs, she takes his side, clutching hard. If he needed pressure, he was getting it.

Everyone loved him, but these two...it was different. The pain, the absolute grief they felt, couldn't be matched, only sprouted from their passionate love. Even if there's differences between each other, it was intense...and it hurt. And they shared that, how awful…

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“I hear kids” Patton chuckles into the pillow, Logans arms remain around the smaller of the pair. It was true, the feet moved rapidly through the house, the wooden floors revealing their location with coy creaks. Logan groans, nuzzling into Patton not wishing to lose this warmth. “C’mon” Patton giggles, a gentle kiss on Logan's cheek before he sits up. His hair falling perfectly into a fluffed cloud. The pair reach for their glasses, preparing for the wave that approaches them.

“Papa! Dada!” The door bursts and the twins spare no one, jumping into the bed as they pounce on the fathers. Both lawyers fall back, laughing through muffled embraces. The twins had grown immensely, and yet they insisted on Sunday morning hugs.

“Where do you attain all this energy?” Logan wonders, adjusting Remus in front of him, the boy bounces excited. “It's eight in the morning” Logan yawns, Valerie follows suit sitting next to her brother.

“Lo they've only been alive for ten years, they have all the energy in the world” Patton teases, resting his head on Logan's accepting shoulder. “Why don't we give your father some space, come on Ill make you breakfast” Patton takes his time, slipping on his slippers as he leads the eager twins to the kitchen. The skip behind him, humming sweetly as they clutch to his hands.

“Cartoons?” Remus proposes, Patton nods and allows them to set up in front of the couch. The shows blare loud but nothing Patton didn't enjoy or was used to, he begins his work diligently in the kitchen. Never could he gain tired of the sweet bouts of laughter from the children.

“Good morning pop!” Patton turns, a giant grin spreads. Terrence stands idle, his cup tight in his small hands, his smile reflects brightly.

“Well good morning sweetness” Patton greets, kneeling slightly to face the young boy. “What can I do for you?” He offers, Terrence holds out his cup, shaking it gladly. “Juice or water?”

“Juice please! Jamahl sleeping still” He replies, Patton obliges, securing the drink into his hands once more. “Thank you kindly!” He beams, Patton hides a sweet chuckle, his vocabulary increasing everyday. “Hello papa” He waves to a slumbering Logan, hugging his legs before racing off to join his siblings, Logan ruffles his hair watching him go. Patton giggles turning back to his work, the stove ready for the delectable delight.

“Mmm” Logan hums, his arms wrapping gently around Patton's waist. His head falls perfectly on the mans shoulder, burrowing with ease. Patton giggles, the tickles certainly help to awake the man. Logan grows impatient spinning Patton towards him, leaning into a gentle kiss, a nice satisfaction as he pulls away.

“What was that for?” Patton laughs, Logan shrugs returning to his position. He enjoys watching his husband work, the careful manner as he prepares food, the unconscious humming that carries a tune. He places yet another kiss on Patton's cheek, wanting to remain as such forever. They both take a moment to turn to the children, each excited as the animation dances across the stage. Patton takes Logans hands in his own, interlacing their fingers as they watch.

“I want another” Logan yawns, Patton continues his cooking. He shakes his head stirring the coffee pouring two even cups.

“Another kiss?” He jokes, obliging by his own manner. Logan pouts and pulls Patton back to him. “Yes dearest?” He wonders

“Another kid” Logan presses, Pattons amused smile remains but falters a tad. “I mean look at them, they're perfect” Logan smiles, his glasses drooping. Patton adjusts them for him but bites his tongue. “Come on...I was looking and talking to Lia and-” Patton interjects quickly

“Lo I don't want another kid” He admits, his brows furrowed with concern. Logan takes a step back, their hands remain connected.

“I….what?” Logan mutters “I mean...you love kids. And you're wonderful with them. I don't understand…” Patton strokes his cheek, calming the anxiety he can see forming.

“I do love kids. I love Virgils son, I adore Thomas and the twins and Terrence are my life” Patton promises, yet something is off. “I just...I don't want another kid” He restates. “Divine, we are both full time lawyers and I'm on the city counsel. We already have trouble balancing our schedules with them. Adopting a child, no matter the age would be difficult. And it wouldn't be fair on them” Patton explains.

“What about Terrence? And Jamahl?” Logan marvels, scouring his brain. “That was even more dire, you were just out of the hospital a-and you were just starting. I was just beginning to learn what it meant to be a father-”

“And you are amazing at it” Patton smiles, Logan can't find the same urge.

“Terrence was a baby, I mean we could take in a grown child...like Jamahl. Statistics show that they are less likely to be taken in and it would save us the trouble of a newborn and it would be easier to help them adjust and understand” Logan rushes, desperate. “We can do it” He assures, Pattons usual determination, his need to please Logan just couldn't conjure itself.

“I-im sorry Lo, I don't want another kid” Patton laments, finally it seems their hands find their way apart.

“Ok maybe not now, I mean maybe in the future we could-” Logan tries. Pattons hands clutch to the table, the spatula could sink into the counter.

“No Logan you're not hearing me” He whispers, wishing to keep this to themselves. “I don't want another kid, We’ve got two ten year olds. Both who have been through more than any ten year old should. Both also very familiar to a broken home, and wishing for nothing more than to keep what stability they have. We've got a little five year old who despite being just a baby was thrown through system and system and didn't know a stable and safe home until he took his first steps on that carpet over there and his over-protective brother finally trusted us” Patton takes a frustrated breath “We have full careers and If I know you, which I pride myself on, you want it go further and advance” He watches the once expression he hated so much, Logans eyes fall hopeless. He takes his cheeks, aweing so gently. “Logan, my starlight, I love you so much. I love you, and the kids and my job and my friends. I like our life. But I don't want another kid, Jamahls about to go off to college, the twins are going to be in highschool in no time and Terrence is beginning school” Patton serves the now saddened breakfast, moving to the table as he sets it. Molly whines at his feet for food, he wishes to coo but his heart feels heavy.

“Patton I-” Logan begins

“I have to go wake up Jamahl, he has SAT prep and Thomas is coming over soon to play with Terrence” Patton gives another look before disappearing behind the wall. Both take shuddered breaths fearing their own ability to stop tears. The house felt tense, hard to move through, hard to breath. Hard to stay still, why was it shaking?

“Logan” The softest voice cuts through, the lawyer sputters awake, his eyes flutter open. Virgil kneels in front of him, his hands gentle as he places a hold on the man. “He's out of surgery” Virgil informs, Logan nods before fully comprehending Virgil's words. He jumps up, rushing to the doctor who was seemingly reporting to Barbara.

“...he hasn't awoken yet but his vitals are stable for now” The man finishes, thats all Logan needed. “As you are immediate family you can see him, the rest of you will have to wait” Logans heart drops, falling below his knees. Barbara rings her hands but takes Logan.

“This is his husband” The doctor checks his chart, skeptical as to who is listed. “Its recent so he hasn't had time to update it” Barbara adds, Logan would be eternally grateful to her later. Especially as they walk through the forbidden doors and straight down to the room…

His room.

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sweetblueparadisebabyg · 3 years

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part 2 of the perfect family

[sweetblueparadisebabyg: alright everybody in the last part of the perfect family it waas mother and daughter now the daughter will be named as emerson and then the brother will be named as asher in this story and names will be mentioned.]

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{EMERSONS P.O.V}

I was walking through the corridors my mothers words still ringing in my head since day one which is mostly because

my stupid brother keeps reminding me of them no matter how much i try to block her voice and my brothers out they keep coming back which sucks for me! Anyways i am walking through corridors to get to my first class of the day wanting it to be the last so i can go home and try to sleep! notice i said "TRY"? That's because i never seem to be able to get any at all anymore between my all of my brother's constant screaming and my sisters barging into my room to tell me if someone was here or to "BORROW" this or that and i have stopped because i never get any of it back.I am thinking to myself not looking where i was going then all of the sudden i bumped into someones chest. i looked up and i saw matt the most handsome man i ever met i really really really like him but i cant have him one because he and my brother are friends and he and my friend are sorta but not really dating like they are going to the formal together but they haven't made anything official... yet.... anyways i realize i am on the floor and he then to realizes i am on the floor and was about to help me up but soon my brothers friends mitchel and mason who happen to be obsessed with me came over to my "rescue" and started arguing over who was gonna help me up by the i rolled my eyes i was being picked up i thought it was one of the two dimwits but nope turns out it was matt and once he picked me up and set me on my feet he was grabbing both of our stuff, grabbed my hand and started running. by the time we were done running we had made it all the way up to the rooftop of the school. i was confused on why he did that so i asked

emerson: thanks for the help matt but ummm why?

matt: oh i thought you would want away from those two idiots me and your brother call friends.

emerson: oh ya thanks for that... (sits down against a wall)

matt: whats wrong? anything i can help with?

emerson: uhh no thanks i am alright nothing you can do about it...

matt: really whats wrong? c'mon you know you can tell me anything iv known you for years! you should be able to tell me these things i mean i am your brothers friend soo that means i am you--- (gets cut off)

emerson: YES THAT'S EXACTLY THE PROBLEM MATT! YOUR MY BROTHERS FRIEND ALSO WITH ANOTHER GIRL THAT IS WHY YOU CANT DO ANYTHING BECAUSE I LIKE YOU SO MUCH AND IT HURTS BECAUSE YOU DON'T FEEL THE SAME WAY! ( screams with tears running down her face)

matt: oh em i understand now but how dare you say i don't--

(gets cut off.. again..)

(asher busts in grabbing emerson and starts checking to see if she is hurt)

asher: oh thank god your safe lets go get lunch and matt god what would i do without your man see this is why your my best friend!

mason and mitchel: WHAT?! i thought we were your best friends?!

asher: that was until you started obsessing over my sister and scaring her, matt on the other hand took charge and took care of her and brought her to safety now if you wanted to win my approval to date one of you it is long gone i think matt would actually be the perfect fit for my darling sister!

(emerson shook him off and glared at all of them but before walking off she says)

emerson: ya sure like thats ever going to happen! ( she said while looking at him with a hard glare and then walks off )

asher: well that was weird so matt my man whats been up with you?!(he says while that slowly follow behind having to walk faster once and a while to catch up to keep his sister in his sight)

Matt: oh nothing much really, tbh just waiting for prom!

Asher: oh you gonna finally ask marcy to be your girlfriend?

matt: um no actually im planning on telling marcy i dont feel the same way as her now that i finally know that the one i love feels the same way!

Asher: Damn man really? on prom night? aint that a bit ya know harh?

matt: honestly yes but when it comes to emmy id break anyones heart for her!

asher: emmy? as in emerson? my sister?

matt: (realizes what he said) oh crap! listen asher im sorry i really did----

(gets cut off... once.. again..)

asher: dude calm down im glad iv actually been wanting you both together for a long time!

matt: really?

asher: ya man i mean didn't you hear me at the rooftop? i said id rather her be with you than anyone else.

matt: damn man would you help me? get her ya know?

asher: ya man of course and lucky for you prom is right around the corner!

~time skip two days-prom night~

{matts point of view}

there she was dancing in the beautiful blue silky long dress. The only bad thing is the guy she is with is my enemy landon zallen and not me her soon to be husband!

i am gonna get my girl soon enough! i then walk over to asher. and break up and his latest girlfriend which is like the 3rd one this week and say..

matt: dude can we get me my girl now?!

asher: chill man yes just give me like 5 more minutes!

matt: no man i want my girl now! look at her with him when it should be me!!

asher: ok ok jeez! alright lets go marcy already left after that beautiful rejection!

matt: ok lets do this!

asher and matt then are by the piller sorta by where emerson was and started "arguing".

asher: WHAT!!?? YOUR IN LOVE WITH MY SISTER!?

matt: I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WOULD RATHER ME BE WITH HER!

asher: IT WAS A DAMN JOKE!

matt: YOU KNOW WHAT IDFC WHAT YOU THINK I LOVE HER AND SHE LOVES ME SO THATS MEANS SHE IS MINE WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!( stalked over to landon and emerson, grabbed emersons arm and dragged her to the rooftop)

(asher then just stood there leaning against the piller with his drink in one hand with his other arm across his stomach/chest with a smirk on his face).

end of part 2!

hope you all liked it part 3 should be in out within the next few days!

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