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Truck and Adam were gone for a long time, and it made Nick nervous. Rationally, he knew there was no reason for it--Truck knew everything that had happened between him and Adam, and Nick and Adam had talked through everything that happened since. There were no secrets left to reveal, no apologies left to make, except for the one Nick would always feel he owed, no matter how many times Adam accepted it. And yet he still couldn’t feel comfortable. Maybe it was because he had hurt Adam so deeply, and still he hadn’t gotten what he deserved for it. Adam didn’t hate him like he should, and Nick didn’t know what to do with that.

He was realizing that a part of him had always counted on Adam’s anger and pain, because it was another reason for Nick to hate himself, to hate Ozone. It was all part of what he thought he deserved for the things he’d done in the name of his work. He didn’t deserve Adam’s forgiveness, he didn’t deserve Truck’s love, and the happier he became, the more unsustainable his life felt. The more he knew he needed to make a change, to become someone who deserved all the happiness that had been given to him.

If Truck and Adam came back at odds, if they somehow found something in each other to hate, if Adam saw Truck’s happiness and became jealous or if Truck decided that he couldn’t go on loving Nick anymore, it would only be what Nick deserved. It would make sense for Adam to come back and restore balance to Nick’s karma, after all.

“That’s… that’s a tough one. Not ‘cause of her–I’d be proud to be her dad, no question about it. But I don’t know if she’d want that, for a lot of reasons. I know she likes me, but I don’t know if she wants a dad, and it would have to be her choice as much as mine. It’d be a hell of a change–I’d want to give her a real life, give her a chance to get out of the military, and she’d need me around for that. I couldn’t just ship her off to my family while I stayed here and kept working like I didn’t have a kid depending on me and needing me to help her get used to being a civilian.

Not just about me and her, either. Nick and I would have to talk about it, and the three of us would have to talk about it together. I’ve always wished we could be parents together, but I never thought we could. We haven’t even really talked about it, but he knows how much I don’t want to leave my kid like my dad left me. War’s the farthest thing from an ordinary kid, but still. That’s a lot of big stuff for us all to think over.

[I refuse to watch the child. Brooklyn can do that. I love the kid but not enough to deal with him being up half the night. Just give the kid some ear plugs and a blindfold. He’ll be fine.]

[Sounds like time for another session of “family 101.” This one is called “loving your family means doing shit you don’t want to do.” :-p]

justaskconnor said: 

[I can 100% see this happening xD He would be too scared to care what was going on xD He would just run in and snuggle between the two of them because he feels safer that way!]

[Truck tucks the blanket in around Connor and looks over his head at Nick. He’s very grateful to have a partner with a big heart, who doesn’t mind sharing their lives with however many strays they come across in need of a family. “I love you,” Truck says quietly, reaching over Connor to touch Nick’s cheek..

[Excuse you! It would be a privilege :P]

[Yeah, tell War that ;-)

And god, can you imagine Truck and Nick, in bed, happily making out and taking each other’s clothes off, when BOOM. Thunder shakes the building. Rain starts to beat against the windows. Nick looks up at Truck pathetically. “Don’t tell me...” Truck sighs and pulls his pants back on, just as they hear a knock at the door. “Truck...” comes a tiny, scared voice. “The chart says it’s your turn please can I come in?”

*shrug* “I think people who want to fuck each other should fuck each other. I dinnae know that I’d call it a fantasy, though, unless I’m thinkin’ about the three of us all fuckin’ each other.