Ty can instantly feel Kristjan go rigid beside him as they entered the chapel. Ty makes his steps quicker so that they get to their front row bench quickly. Ty knew that Fen was not exactly excited about having to come to Arizona for his mother’s wedding. Ty sat beside him and watched him with amusement. Fen looked particularly dashing, at least to Ty, in his suit with the crisp white, tie-less, shirt underneath. He had even made an effort to tame his long blonde tresses at the nape of his neck.
Kristjan
“What?!”
If there was one thing that Fen didn’t like it was to be stared at, at least the way that Ty was now. It was a look of curious wonder mixed with a touch of concern. Ever since Fen had lost he had been a little more agitated than normal. Ty got it. It was understandable. However, all week his mood had been a particular shade of sour having learned that not only were they on opposite teams on Sunday but that they would be yet again going against each other at the Super Card. It was true that Fen had been the one to encourage Ty to make his intentions to try again for the title, but he seemed to have an issue with being also in contention again.
Ty
“Are you sure you’ll be alright while I walk my mom down the aisle?”
Fen instantly looks around.
Kristjan
“Svo lengi sem Lora er við hliðina á mér ... hvar er hún?
The wedding wasn’t particularly big. In fact, the chapel they were currently in, only held about fifty people when full and his Mother had only invited half of that. Technically, Lora was Maid of Honor but they had opted out of doing a big parade of everything. So Lora would get up to sign the documentation as the witness but she wasn’t required to wear a big poofy dress. However, both men looked up when they heard the woman they both loved dearly speaking loudly at the back of the chapel.
Lora
“She told me that I wouldn’t have to wear anything poofy!”
Fen’s lips curled into an amused smile as Ty took a deep breath. It wasn’t very often that Lora was upset about anything. Then both Ty and Fen’s smiles faded as they heard the familiar voice of a certain Latin gentleman.
Senor Vinne
“Senorita, you look beautiful! How can you not agree?”
He’s turned to one of Ty’s, many times removed, cousins to which the man just nodded, mouth aghast. He, like many people, did not know how to take the Brash Mexican man.
Kristjan
“Hvað er hann að gera hér?”
His voice is laced with disdain AND venom. There was no denying that Fen didn’t like Vinnie and currently, Ty was not on good terms with his ‘friend’. Although, he knew that Lora had been meeting him casually to talk things through. The men watch as Vinnie starts up the aisle, Lora kissing his cheek in her pink monstrosity to seek out her sister. He finally sees the two men at the front and waves emphatically.
Vinnie
“Senors! How nice of you to save me a seat.”
Kristjan
“We didn’t...”
But the words are ignored by Vinnie who takes a seat next to Ty. He puts a friendly hand on Ty’s shoulder.
Vinnie
“Wedding is a special occasion, are they not? A chance to put aside past aggressions!”
Ty removes his hand, none too friendly and stands. Fen instantly stands beside him.
Ty
“We are not on friendly terms Vinnie. I haven’t forgotten anything.”
Vinnie doesn’t let his face falter at all. Ty often wondered if it was an act or if he really was that deluded that he couldn’t comprehend people being upset with him.
Vinnie
“Perfectly understandable Amigo. We still have our plans to complete our triathlon once London Brawling is finished. I still plan on showing you that I can be an honorable man.”
This whole time, Fen had remained silent, his mouth a strict straight line.
Vinnie looks at him earnestly.
Vinnie
“I was disappointed that you lost, amigo. But maybe you will come out the victor at the SuperCard and we will get our rematch? Yes?”
Fen seems to bite his tongue. He then grabs Ty’s hand and pulls him back up the aisle, muttering Icelandic obscenities under his breath as they make it to the doors. He pushes through them and with more force than Ty was expecting, pushes him up against the Stonewall.
Kristjan
“I am not sitting with him.”
Ty only smiles at his boyfriend. He was used to the way Fen expressed his frustration. In all honesty, if Fen wanted to hurt him he could but this wasn’t meant to actually hurt him.
Ty
“Jan, I don’t expect you too. You can sit in the pew on the other side. I didn’t know that Lora was even bringing him.”
Fen seems to relax a little, but not enough to let Ty go.
Kristjan
“Are they back together?”
Ty shrugs.
Ty
“I really don’t know. She hadn’t mentioned it, maybe this is a trial thing? To be honest, with everything that I have been doing lately, I haven’t really spent a lot of time with Lora.”
Fen gives him a glare. He was very protective of the motherly woman.
Kristjan
“Why do you need to know this... family... Lora is your family... Gina is your family. Your sister is your family...”
Ty hadn’t really talked much to Fen about learning that he had a whole other family living in Montreal, Quebec. He didn’t want to tell a lot of people until he knew more himself. Ty knew that Fen didn’t completely get it and that was okay. He wasn’t mad about that.
Ty
“And you. Aron. Dani. You are all my family too. This isn’t me going out to replace anybody. I just want to know. Maybe they won’t even accept me... us... and you know that I would never choose some unknown family over you. You’re my everything... I...”
Ty stops himself.
He suddenly remembers the night before. He had gotten used to Fen moving in his sleep, even talking a bit in Icelandic as he was living through his dreams. Ty couldn’t even imagine what they could be. But last night had been a little different. Fen had called out his name. And not just his nickname of “Ty” but actually “Tyler”. He had rarely if ever, called him Tyler. Then came the words that had shocked him. ég elska þig
He had froze. Waiting to see if he had actually been awake but when Ty had looked over, his eyes were still tightly shut. He had even settled himself, a slight pleasant smile on his face. Another thing that was unusual. Ty didn’t want to take it to heart, It had been a dream after all. H had no idea what the dream had been about or if Fen even remembered it.
Looking now at the man, he cut his own words off before he himself said them. He knew it, in his heart that the words were true for him but he didn’t want to be the one to say it first. Fen let go of him, seeming now to look uncomfortable with the words that Ty had spoken. Ty was kicking himself internally for saying them. This was why he didn’t even try to tell him how he really felt. Not yet. It was enough that Fen was still with him after these months. How protective and jealous he got. He almost didn’t need him to actually say the words because based on what Aron had told him, Fen wasn’t like that with other guys he had seen. He hadn’t even been more than one and done with them.
Ty leans in, kissing his cheek. The action causes a slight blush to come to the smaller man’s cheeks.
Ty
“Sit wherever you feel comfortable, Jan.”
He sighs heavily. He knew how important this was to Ty.
Kristjan
“I will grit my teeth but you owe me.”
He points a finger at Ty.
Kristjan
“The things that I do for you.”
He shakes his head and walks back through the wooden doors separating the annex and the chapel. Ty chuckles softly to himself. Even though it didn’t happen often, he was still able to get to the white wolf at times.
***
The West-Ward Blogicles
Season 3, Entry #15 -- “The Future is Bright”
The background noise is the real focus when Ty’s face appears on the screen. He is dressed in a white shirt with a blue silk tie. Behind him are people eating and laughing including a very pregnant older woman who you knew was Ty’s mother. Beside her, her new husband. AS he walked, you could make out Fenris, gently teasing Ty’s Aunt Lora. Finally, Ty makes it to outside the restaurant where the only noise is that of passing cars on the street behind him.
“You know what’s hilarious... That Caleb Storms is still the type to underestimate me. He seems to be more worried about what Fen is going to do to him, his own partner in this match, then the fact that his facing the current Heavyweight champion and me. Oh I know, he’s not scared because I lost the Roulette title. Please, if we’re going to go on that route than no one should be intimidated by Caleb... The man has fewer wins and worse luck in SCW in general, not just with titles. But all in all, he’s still talking like he’s just some victim in all of this. In the year since I joined SCW, Caleb has been the only one here that has not changed even the slightest. I mean it might mean that he has strong values and sticks to his guns but most of us think that he is just incapable of growth. Yes, you were stupid to tweet, but you’re generally stupid most of the time so really, it was only a matter of time before you ended up in this situation regardless.”
Ty shrugs.
“I know this sounds harsh, especially coming from me, but the one thing I hate the most about anyone is when they automatically brush me off like I”m worthless. Especially coming from someone that has been around longer in this business and still has not managed to impress anyone. Instead of throwing pity party after pity party Caleb, get off your ass and find some courage man. Stop playing the damsel in distress. You have no problem telling me that me and AJM that we better watch it cuz you’re bringing it yet in the same breath talking about how scared you are of Fen kicking your head off your shoulder. HOnestly, no one is more scared of Fen then me. And I”m the man’s partner! It’s also an advantage. I know how he operates, but on the same hand, he knows how I operate as well. But, we anticipated this would happen eventually. We have not faced each other in a match since we started dating. But we are pretty good at separating Church and State if you know what I mean. In that ring, we are not partners, we are ooponents. So maybe instead of looking over your shoulder you just trust him to have your back because although Fen may hate the fact that he’s partnered with you and that he has to face me, He’s still not someone to sabotage a win for himself. And honestly, it's you that is going to lose this for you both. You are going to let yourself be distracted the whole match and it’s going to be me or AJM pinning you to the matt. Or maybe I’ll get lucky and finally get a pin over Fen. I’d never live it down of course but there are some sacrifices worth making. He has me two to one at this point. I got some catching up to do.”
“And Fen... well this was not what you were expecting but here we are. Hey, and you know what, this could be fun. I mean you are always threatening to beat me up... here’s your chance without it being considered abuse.”
Ty rolls his eyes and chuckles.
“But in all seriousness, Jan, You are one of the people I respect so much. As a competitor. I always have, even before we became an ‘us’. You know how far I have come and you know, you’ve come a long way too, it’s just a different path. You didn’t have to learn from loss after loss, that’s true. And having only lost once, well that is very intimidating for sure, but you of all people know that I am not easily intimidated by anyone. We have done this dance twice before. And you always promised me a re-match. Let’s just give them a show. Let’s make this the main event that all those people in Manchester are going to be on the edge of their seats to see.”
He seems to get distracted, biting his lower lip in thought before he’s shaken from his thoughts and he smiles back at the camera.
“AJM. Well, I suppose you didn’t foresee this either after me issuing you a challenge. I wasn’t expecting them to put us all together but you gotta admit, this is going to be one hell of a go home show and it will be one hell of a match at London Brawling too. I have let myself believe I wasn’t good enough for far too long and it affected my ability. An ability that many people have seen and accused me of holding back on. I genuinely look forward to facing you but until then, we are partners. I am not concerned with the repercussions should we win against Fenris and Caleb. I think that you and I are a solid team with so many advantages. A win for us would be beyond the hype. Especially since we are ‘rivals’ so to speak. I’m not the type to go looking for some advantage. I’m not the type to have resentment when you haven’t done anything for me to have any against you. Yes, you beat Fenris. That is no easy feat. I respect the hell out of that. And you can guarantee that I will have your back in this match. That is just how I roll. I believe in honor and when that honor is broken, it takes a lot to earn my trust back. At this point, I have zero faith in Caleb who can’t even admit that his loss of the Roulette championship was because he was distracted, by my shenanigans. Usually I’d regret that, but honestly, it was kinda funny considering that Caleb has zero respect for anyone in SCW. I fully admit that my own distractions caused me to lose to St. John. He proved himself to be worthy. Unfortunately, his own distractions caused him to lose to Travis as well. It is just the way it goes. We all do have lives outside this ring, but it comes down to that thing again... being able to separate it all from our lives in that ring.”
“I am excited about all of this. I know that my future looks bright. Win-lose-draw.”
He offers a nod as the camera cuts out.
***
“Jesse Caron.”
Ty sucks in a breath. WAs it just him or did Jesse sound exactly like his Dad. It was like he was hearing a ghost.
Ty
“Hi. Mr. Caron. My name is Tyler West... I believe you might be my uncle...”
The man on the other end muffles the mouthpiece as if he is talking to someone else before he comes back.
Jesse Caron
“Tyler! Yes. Thank you for calling. We were hoping you would after we asked Tom to find you.”
Ty is sitting in the hotel room, the wedding was over. There was no reception, just dinner and then he and Fen had gone back to the room to relax before their early flight to Manchester. Currently, Fen was out looking for a bottle of wine, rather looking to steal a bottle of wine from the kitchen. Ty had taken the opportunity to call Jesse before he loses his nerve.
Ty
“How did you even find out about me? Tom Bowden said my father didn’t even tell any of you about me, my mom or...”
Ty trails off.
Jesse
“We heard rumors. When Tom came to tell us that Mickey had passed... he confirmed that he was in Las Vegas because that’s where his son was, you. We haven’t seen Mickey in almost twenty-five years.”
Ty felt a little bit of guilt. He had been the reason that his father had shied away from being FBI. He was doing it so that no one would ever target him or his mother. And he’d also abandoned them both to further protect them. At least, that was the story. If it was true and not just another of his father’s lies then he supposed it was a redeemable quality.
Ty
“I really don’t know how to take any of it. My Mother only has two sisters. Neither of them had any children or married. I really was all on my own, I mean having people my age around that is. My mom and my Aunts were always perfect. I’m just... still in shock.”
Jesse murmured his agreement.
Jesse
“I can see how that would be shocking. We would like to meet you. Both my parents are still alive, and you have a nephew. Your Dad had a baby when he was a teenager with his high school sweetheart. Rebecca. She was sweet as pie that girl. She struggled so hard to have a baby and then a year after Ethan was born, she got hit by a drunk. Thankfully, Ethan wasn’t harmed in that accident at all but Rebecca was killed instantly. At least she didn’t suffer.”
It was Heartbreaking. He had an older sister that he would never meet
Jesse
“Ethan is ten now. We told him that there was a possibility that he may have an uncle and he was quite excited. I’m not a young man anymore and neither is my dad. Ethan needs a younger man to be someone to look up too. I hear that you are an honorable man. Just like your Dad.”
IT was the one time he had heard a comparison to his father that he was actually proud of. He still had doubts though and he needed to get more info about his supposed other family.
“I’d like to visit. I am in Manchester this weekend but when I come back, I’d like to make arrangements to come out. IF that’s okay?”
Jesse
“Yes. Absolutely. I look forward to it. Good luck in England, we’ll be watching now that we know that you are a wrestler.”
They say their goodbyes before hanging up. Seconds later the door opens and in walks Fen. In his hands are two beers, not the promised bottle of wine. He hands one to Ty and pops off his cap.
Fen Holds up his bottle and Ty copies him.
Kristjan
“Margir blessanir fyrir foreldra þína
Ty nods. Although Fen rarely was nice about things, he respected his mother whom he had gotten along with pretty well at the Gender reveal party. They both take a drink and Ty watches him over the bottle. He couldn’t help but wonder what Fen was thinking. He wondered if the earlier encounter at the church was on his mind. The fact that Ty has almost told him how he really felt.
