Katherine watched as this stranger cradled her son, her baby, petting and whispering sweet words of affirmation into Blue's nervous ear. His voice was soft and affectionate when he spoke to Blue, firm and as commanding as Louis' when he addressed anyone else. Blue's story had left her feeling out of breath and weak; to know that her son had suffered such traumatic injuries was simply devastating. She and Louis had pushed their own boy away over something as trivial as sexuality, thinking he had chosen to live and be a part of some irresponsible, hedonistic, unproductive lifestyle, when truly he had just been trying to survive. Had Katherine known the true extent of Blue's suffering, it was highly unlikely she ever would have been able to forgive herself for ever doubting her baby. Blue didn't plan on<i>ever</i>divulging to his parents just what had happened between him and Lofgren's pack. Explaining to them the wolf-inflicted injuries was more than enough, he thought. Katherine sighed and looked down to the floor of the hotel room as she began to speak, her voice floating through the silence and cutting it up into tiny, unwanted pieces.<br/><br/>"You love him, Blue?" she asked, forgetting the rest for a moment and focusing on, what she believed to be, the truth of the matter. Blue was surviving. He was happy, most of the time, and healthy, at least somewhat. He had been attacked, had been patched back up, had been taken care of. By Eivind.<br/><br/>"Yes," Blue said clearly, pulling his face away from Eivind's so he could look his mother directly into her eyes. "I do."<br/><br/>"He's good to you?" she continued, her face a soft mask of concern.<br/><br/>"Yes, Mom. Very good. He takes care of me."<br/><br/>"He... he's never hurt you?"<br/><br/>"No." Technically, that was a lie. Eivind had hurt him before, though it certainly wasn't intentional and Blue didn't think it appropriate to explain to his parents how Eivind had come all over him in the middle of the wods out of frustration, or how the bruise on the back of Blue's arm was from a seat belt buckle that had been pressed hard against his skin as Eivind fucked him in his truck.<br/><br/>Katherine sighed and placed her hand onto her husband's arm. "We should go," she suggested, moving to step toward the door. But Louis didn't seem to agree with his wife's final decision. The male's eyes were narrowed as he watched Eivind. Something inside of him had snapped listening to the man's warning, and he had lost his patience with both his son and the young boy's lover. He didn't care so much now if the two were telling the truth or not. He had already surmised that Vincent certainly couldn't be trusted, not with the way Blue reacted to him so aggressively. Whatever had happened between the three males, it had been Vincent's fault, and perhaps Eivind was just protecting what he believed was his.<br/><br/>But Louis was doing the same thing. Blue was<i>his</i>son, and Eivind was challenging him for possession of the young man. He wouldn't stand for it anymore. Blue was coming with him whether he liked it or not.<br/><br/><i>"Blue, allons-y. Nous discuterons de tu permettre de voir cet homme plus tard, mais maintenant tu rentres chez vous."</i>Louis reached out and wrapped his hand around his son's wrist, tugging hard, causing Blue to whimper and clutch more desperately to his lover.<br/><br/><i>"Non, Papa!"<br/>
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