Title: Family Ties Author: Sorika/ Miss Kat e-mail: Webmaster@katlair.zzn.com Rating: PG13 (adult language, and scene in chapter 7) Archive: YES!!! Just tell me where, I'll give you a link back! :) Webpage: www.geocities.com/Paris/Sorbonne/5647 Disclaimer: I am in no way connected with the BSB *whimpers* Oh! And to those of you that will flame me because of Brian and Leighanne, please don't. I'm happy for them and they're happy together. So, don't hate me for breaking them up! Okies? ~*~*~ Chapter9 : Abducted! ~*~*~ You hit me faster than a shark attack, You saw my picture On the Backstreet's Back, alright (alright) And you were more than just a pretty face, But how you fooled me, I'm still amazed, baby But I should have known that I would be Another victim of your sexuality But now we're done and over with I don't want you back I stood in the wings of the stage, holding my son. I longed to be out there dancing, and I have ever since I got preganet and Fatima had stopped leting me dance. I miss it, but I can live without it for now. Fatima stood next to me, and when my bundle of blankets began to cry, she held out her arms. "Here, I'll take him." she whispered. I carefully gave him to his "Auntie Fatima" and they walked off. I turned back to the concert. Don't want you back, 'Cause you're no good for me I know, That's all I can say. Don't want you back, Forgive my honesty, but you gotta go I, I don't want you back. The song ended and the stage went dark. I quickly moved to the side as everyone but Nick and Carmen rushed off the stage. Brian came and stood beside me. "Where is he?" He asked, covering his mic and looking in the carrier for our son. "He went for a walk with Fatima. Now hush, you mic is still on." I reached up and turned the mic off for him. "Secondly, go get ready. And bring Nick's next costume out here; he won't have much time." I turned back to the stage as Nick's voice rang out. Open up your heart to me, And say what's on your mind, oh yes I know that we have been through so much pain But I still need you in my life this time, and... Carmen suddenly appeared as a spotlight fell on her. She was dressed in a floor length white dress. She danced as Nick continued, his eyes on her twirling form. I need you tonight I need you right now I know deep within my heart It doesn't matter if it's wrong or right I really need you tonight Nick began to walk down from the top of the platformed portion of the stage to the main area where Carmen was dancing. His eyes never left her. I figured out what to say to you But sometimes the words they, they come out so wrong, oh yes they do And I know in time that you will understand That what we have is so right this time, and.... I felt Brian's arm around my waist as he tucked his chin next to my neck. I leaned against him and listened to Nick as he continued to sing. I need you tonight I need you right now I know deep within my heart It doesn't matter if it's wrong or right I really need you tonight Nick reached the spot where Carmen was dancing. He reached out and hold her at arm's length. She stopped dancing as he held her arms and looked into his face. All those endless times we tried to make it last forever more And baby I know I need you tonight I know deep within my heart It doesn't matter if it's wrong or right 'Cause I see heaven in your eyes. As the song died away, Nick dropped to one knee before Carmen. "Koishii," typical, he would use the Japanese word to butter her up even more Carmen's eyes grew huge, a tear falling down her cheek while a huge smile spread over her face, "you are everything to me. I need you not only tonight, but for the rest of my life. My heaven exists only in your eyes." Nick pulled a box velvet box from his pocket. "Carmen Hunter, will you marry me?" The crowd cheered as Carmen threw herself into his arms, nodding vigorisly. They ran offstage and Brian, Howie, AJ, and Kevin began to walk out as Nick quickly changed into the white suit. He then joined the others as "The Perfect Fan" started playing and the boy's choir filed out onto the stage behind the guys. It takes a lot to know what is love It's not the big things but the little things That can mean enough A lot of friends to get me through And there is never a day that passes by I don't think of you You were always there for me Pushing me and guiding me Always to succeed A picture of Nick at five dressed in a pink dress that looked just slightly to tight and the intials BJ embroydered on the collar lit up the screen behind the stage. His mother, Jane, walked out onto the stage and sat on Nick's stool. Nick stood behind his mother, after a quick hug as the song continued. You showed me When I was young just how to grow You showed me Everything that I should know You showed me Just how to walk without your hands 'Cause Mom you always were The perfect fan I had heard that chorus so many times before, but now a thought struck me. I can never tell my mother that I love her or how much I appreciate what she's done for me. Fatima walked to me and handed my son back, asleep. I hugged him to me and breathed in that sweet baby smell. I smiled. I'm going to stick around and be here for him. God has been so good Blessing me with a family Who did all they could And I've had many years of grace And it flatters me when I see the smile on your face I wanna thank you for what you've done In hopes I can give back to you And be the perfect son Jackie waked past me, pausing to kiss her grandson in my arms, and smooth back his hair. She then gave me a quick hug and walked out onto the stage as a picture of Brian playing in the mud with a diper on came on the screen. Brian rose from his stool and helped his mother sit, then gave her a kiss on the cheek. You showed me When I was young just how to grow You showed me Everything that I should know You showed me Just how to walk without your hands 'Cause Mom you always were The perfect fan Denise walked out, with a picture of AJ as Dopey on the screen. AJ just smiled as his mother pulled his backward hat back forward, nearly twisting his head off, and sat on his stool. You showed me how to love (You showed me how to love) You showed me how to care (You showed me how to care) You showed me that you would always be there (always be there) I wanna thank you for that time And I'm proud to say you're mine Howie, clad only in tighty-whities and singing into a hairbrush, appeared on the screen as Paula walked onto the stage. Howie turned red and tried to hide behind Kevin as his mother sat on his stool and yanked him back out from behind Kevin. You showed me When I was young just how to grow You showed me Everything that I should know You showed me Just how to walk without your hands 'Cause Mom you always were The perfect fan Ann walked out as a picture of Kevin came on the screen. He was sitting in the bathtub, bubbles on his face in the form of a beard. His mother slipped quietly onto his stool as the song continued. 'Cause Mom you always were Mom you always were Mom you always were, You know you always were 'Cause Mom you always were..... I tucked the blanket firmly around my sleeping son and began to walk onstage. The perfect fan I reached Brian just before the song ended and he smiled at our son, as his birth announcement flashed on the screen behind everyone. I love you, Mom Brian scooped the baby out of my arms and held him up towards the audience. I resisted the urge to pull the baby down so that he wasn't suspended, supported only by Brian's hands under his small head and neck and his bottom. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like all of you to meet the newest additions to the Backstreet family. This is Thomas Jerald Littrell," Thomas was finally lowered back down and cradled in the crook of Brian's arm as he wrapped the other around my waist, "and this is his mother and my beautiful wife, Lizabeth Ayn Littrell." My face became hot at Brian's beautiful comment. Rachel was now being pulled onstage by AJ, each with a single hand across her now bulging stomach. AJ cut in, "And last but not least, this is my wife, Rachel =Courtney= McLean, and our yet unnamed daughter." AJ beamed as Rachel blushed. Denise's eyes grew huge and she beamed along with AJ. "Let's all give TJ, Lizzie, Rachel, and the baby a warm welcome!" Nick practically shouted into his mic. I reached over and slapped him upside the head as Thomas (or as Nick prefered to call him, TJ) began to wail. Brian quieted him down and turned to glare at his best friend. The crowd cheered, but it soon turned into a unifyed "Awwww!" as Thomas waved his hand at everyone, then reached his long fingers up and grabbed Brian's forefinger. ******************************************************************************** I pulled the newspaper through the bars; at least in prison they still let you read. Nothing interesting, as usual. Then, the headline on the entertainment section caught my eye Backstreet's Newest Additions I grabbed the fallen section off the floor. If Lizzie were still with those jackasses, she'd be on that stage with the rest of those slutty dancers. A paragraph in the article caught my eye. At their concert on Friday, The Backstreet Boys' Brian Littrell and AJ McLean announced their recent marriages to dancers Lizabeth Miller and Rachel Serio. Along with his marriage, Brian introduced his infant son, Thomas Jerald to the public. His parents have kept the three-week-old boy out of the spotlight. AJ has also announced his impending fatherhood..... Marriage? I glanced at the picture of the baby. HE LOOKS LIKE I USED TO! Brian Jackass' baby my ass. That's MY son. Now I'm going to have to get both of them. ******************************************************************************** I shivered, then pulled my shawl around my bare arms. The floor-length, sleeveless, spaghetti strapped midnight blue dress looked amazing, but it was freezing cold. Brian took his jacket off and wrapped it around my shoulders as much as he could. I looked at him and smiled. He looked nervous, and the case of nerves visibly increased when the announcers for the next award walked on stage. I squeezed his hand as the announcers began. "And now, the American Music award for best group nominees are: The Backstreet Boys, 98 Degrees, *N SYNC, and Soul Decision." Gillian Anderson said, smiling. Brian squeezed my hand; stiff competition. Keanu Reeves opened the envelope. "And the winner is...." He looked at the opened envelope, " *N SYNC!" <author's note: Yeah, right, people! This is a BACKSTREET BOYS fanfic! REWIND!> Keanu Reeves opened the envelope. "And the winner is...." He looked at the opened envelope, " The Backstreet Boys!" <author’s note: MUCH better! :-D I love being the almighty author!> We all got up. Brian wrapped his arms around me and planted a kiss on my forehead. Rachel, Kristin and I sat back down as Kevin, AJ, Brian, Nick and Howie walked to the stage. Howie took the award from Gillian, while Brian walked to the microphone to be the first to thank anyone. "First of all, I have to thank God, because without him, nothing I have accomplished would have been possible. Thanks to my wonderful wife, simply for being who she is and for my beautiful son. And of course, our families for everything that they've done for us." AJ cut in, "we have to thank the three F's: The Firm, the Fans, and of course, Fatima! Also, I have to thank Rachel, the love of my life, for being there for me when I need her." AJ stepped aside and Nick took up the mic. "I have to thank my fiancé Carmen, our security teams, and everyone that we are forgetting to name...we're sorry we forgot, but thanks for all you do for us!" They began to walk off the stage. I sat back, comfortable in the chair, and glanced at my watch. We had an hour left before the end of the awards. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The limo came to a stop in front of a sea of people. They began to pound on the windows. I still had Brian's jacket wrapped around me, and as I climbed out of the car with Brian's arm around my shoulders the fans nearby began to grab at the jacket. Phil and the rest of the security team made them step futher back. Phil grabbed my elbow and lead Carmen, Rachel and I to the hotel door. We rushed inside and made our way back to the rooms. Fatima looked up as I entered my room. "Hey. He's asleep." "Thanks, Fatima." I said as I took of my shawl and walked to the crib where Thomas was sleeping. "No problem. He's a pleasure to take care of." She got up from the couch, her notebook that she had been working in fell out of her lap and walked to the crib. She leaned over and kissed Thomas before beginning to gather her things. "See you guys tomorrow." She walked out of the room, leaving the door cracked, the hall light casting a sliver of light on the wall I picked Thomas up and brought him into the bedroom with me, laying him in the middle of the large bed. The shiver of light was cast on the wall in here as well. I pulled my jeans and one of Brian's T-shirts out of the drawers. I quickly changed, then turned, smiling as Brian's shadow fell on the wall, blocking the small-lighted column from veiw. "Hello, Lizabeth." My heart froze as Jackson picked up my small son. "Trying to pass my boy off as that son of a bitch's, are you. We'll have to see about that." I panicked as Thomas began to play with Jackson's finger. Jackson glanced up as I reached out to TJ. "Now, Lizzie, you wouldn't interfere with my bonding with my son, would you?" He reached behind me and grabbed my hair, wrenching it downwards. I fell to my knees from the pain. Jackson continued to pull, allowing TJ to fall from his crooked arm. I caught TJ carefully. This infuriated Jackson, who now dragged me to my feet and began to shove me out the door. "Damnnit, get up bitch. We're leaving." I felt the blow hit my temple then all went black... ######################################################################################### I know you hate me, don't you? I just left you hangin' for now. Jackson.....Don’t you just ADORE him?!?! *Curls into a ball as audience throws rotting tomatoes and eggs at her.* Well, fine then, you'll never get Chapter 10! *All stop* That’s better! It'll be here soon, I promise! Oh! And the pictures described in this fanfiction do exist...I came across them in my surfing across the vast reaches of the Net. And, no, I cannot tell you where I saw them. Sorry!!! *mummers* wish I could, though...I thought they were damned funny. #############################################################################################