#paraorama

As the sun rose in the morning for him and Carmine on Tuesday, he knew today was when they were visiting Travis' dad. Also being a first that he would bring someone important from New York to meet his father. A boyfriend at that. His father was chill about Travis' past relationships, girl, guy. It didn't matter to him. He was one of those that didn't like the overly flamboyant guys that relay on their bullied high school lives to cheer them up or get symphony. Hell his father went through hazing in college. But through all that the Ulrich had to deal with, they stuck together. It was only him and his dad. They had no contact with the rest of the family. Since it was all his mom's side of the family. Plus they all lived up in Germany or Italy. 

While getting showered and ready was one of the better highlights of the day with hands all over each other, Travis was beyond happy at this point. He was floating on cloud nine and now Carmine got to meet his dad today. It couldn't get any better. As they got into the rental car, Travis leaned in to kiss the male before starting up and heading out to his place. "I think you'll really like my dad. He's girlfriend is out of town on business so it'll be a guys day for sure." As he pulled up to the drive way, Travis shut off the car to hear some definite mechanic work. Rolling his eyes, he got out of the car and showed Carmine the way to go. His father was working on his motorcycle that he had crashed and got into an accident awhile back. Clearing his throat, Travis would worry about his father's safety on the bike again. Looking over to his lover, he shook his head. "This is where I get my determination. Though I don't go riding on bikes after getting nearly killed from drunk drivers. Father!" He said sarcastically and loud at the end to finally get his attention. 

Richard, looked up as he dropped the wrench he had. "And you know, that nagging voice you got from your mother." He joked as he wiped his hands with his shirt. Going up to Travis to greet with a hug. "Hiya son. Good to see you. You said this was some hotel va-ca for Miami? This is the other member of the hotel?" His eyes going to inspect how close the two were. Travis patted his father's shoulder "Yea this is another member, my roommate and also my boyfriend Carmine  Delgado. He also is from here and works with me at NYPD" 

     ....The building was falling to pieces, the blows, fires started and everyone dying. All with the wrath of Travis taking over. The fight that was led from Lincoln and Travis to Martin. Seeing Carmine's body bright in sight only to say 'I will never love you the same.' That was when he felt that his heart stopped. Not the fact that Martin had overwhelmed his powers to self destruct. All that was ringing in his ears was the saying that Carmine and his dark self repeated.  'At least you know that no one will ever care for the evil that you truly are' 

Scrambling to get away from the darkness, to not die Travis could feel the sweat build on him. His breathing coming in over the slow fade of his nightmare as he awoke on the bed. Feeling around for that warmth of Carmine's body next to him. Not being able to find it, Travis lifted up quickly searching the room. He was alone, what if this dream was real? But no, he didn't have Telekinesis. Martin wouldn't have the sin manipulation and everyone is alive. He hoped. Travis sprung to his feet as he soon walked into the living area. Seeing Carmine on the couch with his laptop on hand. 

With all the deaths going on, Max needed moments to relax, to process all that was happening. All he wanted was to know that Alec was safe, that Romeo safe, that his friend's were safe. Cooper had skipped out of town and now Max was here alone in this big apartment, with nobody to share it with. But, at least he knew Cooper was safe, that was one guarantee. 

Having gone from sinister evil, killing off Lincoln and scaring his boyfriend Carmine; Travis had to blow off the rest of the steam. Getting angry with other members in the hotel. Soon it was finally surpassed as he made his way to his apartment. Opening up the door, he had the sense someone other than Carmine was in here. The desk was pushed and smashed against the wall and as he made his way to his and Carmine's room. There was the soul example that not just someone but Martin was here. The sin that had finally satisfied itself was deep down but the anger that came out was what Travis brought up to his own. This wasn't his blame. This was Martin's fault. He had opened the flood gates of Travis' unholy anger and in his reaction to what happened to Lincoln was to kill Travis' lover. Scrunching up the note left, he went to find Martin. Flinging the door open as he stepped in. Arms crossed against his chest as he eyed the male. "You brought this on yourself Martin" 

The wedding was a big success, of course Travis would've thought. It was Dominic and Taylor. Both liked big bold and polished for the most part, he would've thought. Travis knew Dom more but not by a lot more and he couldn't think of what homing gift to give. He just knew that the two had animals together and you can't go wrong with money. The wedding would've been great with Carmine there but him and Ash had made the best of it. Counting the number of drinks Buble had before his performance and ending up losing count because they had too much to drink themselves. Travis loved hanging with Ash and it was good they got to spend their time together while their dogs had their own play date. 

Finishing up his work in the lab or some of the work, Travis was far to caught up with the texts from Carmine. He hadn't heard of the Harlem gang or not yet at least. It was something of Carmine's work and Travis was going to let the male keep that file to himself until he let Travis look and help out. Taking his work home, he had the day off tomorrow so he could do research at home. For now though, he just had this homecoming to think of. 

As cheesy as it was with the two cops flirting with each other, it felt nice. Way better than before when the sexual tension was too much to handle and they avoided each other. Getting home in record time, Travis opened the door to an excitable Klaus, bouncing around and wanting to play. Taking the few minutes to love on the animal and play with him, Travis went to take off his work clothes. When he was shirtless, he had finally thought of what he could do. Getting down to absolute nothing, Travis went to the kitchen to grab Carmine's favorite cereal. Holding the box in front of his privates he heard the click of the door to see it open up with the darker toned male coming through. As he would think, since they were somewhat similar in thought, this was an opportunity for a whole cops n' crocks. Travis had the male's cereal eating piece by piece as he kept eye on the male. While fully nude, he stepped out to show the box to Carmine. 

It was surprisingly quiet at the station today. That quiet that Travis sensed that something wrong would go down. Looking over some profiles of suspects for another crime, he was passing Rath's table. The phones starting to ring off two seconds as he passed the corner of the table with the coffee mug. The small ripples in it as Rath picked up a phone and then called everyone out to the Union Bank. There had been a robbery made and all were locked in with hostages. Putting his file down, Rath had yelled for Travis to get in his car. 

Victor was making pretty good time as he sat down on his couch to tie his shoes. Set to meet Victor and his son in 15 minutes in order to catch the afternoon performance he was going to make damn sure he wasn't late. He was looking forward to the day ahead of him. Ever since a child himself the circus had been a special place for him. It was the only time he and his mother spent any significant time together on the rare occasion she was present in his life for more than a day or two. Beyond that this was something that wouldn't leave Victor feeling like he was out of element. Much like everything else had done since he had come to New York.