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The David and James Story	By : Cinnamon Category: Casts RPF > Angel Views: 3767 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The David and James Story

Pairing: David/James

Rating: NC 17

Author: You think anyone’s gonna actually admit to writing this shit?

Disclaimer: No infringement of copyright is intended. You know who the characters belong to.

This is AU. The people involved would never behave like this in real life.

Chapter 29

Thanksgiving

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James had spent most of the afternoon playing with the children in the back . S. Somehow he’d gotten through lunch although looking back on it now he wasn’t sure how man managed to keep his cool. It was as if the sole reason his mother invited him was so that he could be the butt of everyone’s jokes. Nothing he did or said could ever please her. He was fighting a losing battle. He knew that now. He wondered why he’d never realised it before.

“Uncle James?” his niece said. “What’s a fag?”

“Er… I think you’d better ask Mommy to explain it, Sweetheart.”

“I know what a fag is,” James’ nephew proclaimed. “It means gay. Are you gay, Uncle James?”

James’ niece simply looked even more confused.

“Er… who’d like to play a game indoors? There’s Monopoly or…”

“Monopoly’s boring,” the boy said. “And anyway you didn’t answer my question.”

James breathed a sigh of relief when he spotted his sister on the back porch.

“Help me oute, Se, Sis…”

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“That was a wonderful dinner, Mom,” David said. “You’re still my favourite cook.”

He leaned around the corner of the table to plant a kiss on his mother’s cheek.

“Oh, go on with you,” his mother replied. “I’m sure my cooking doesn’t begin to compare with those fancy restaurants in Hollywood.”

“When I find one that doe’ll ’ll let you know… but don’t think I eat out all the time...”

“I’m sure you don’t, now that you have James at home to cook for,” Bo said with a grin.

“… I’m not that well paid whatever you might think,” he continued. “Besides they’re killing my character off at the end of the season…”

“Oh, Davy!” Bo exclaimed, clearly concerned for her brother’s career.

“Don’t let on I said anything… this is top secret… but Joss has already me me he’s planning on bringing me back in the new season he’s pitching. With any luck it means I’ll be a series regular with second billing next year.”

“Oh, that’s wonderful, David. I’m so pleased for you,” his mother said.

“Congratulations, Son.”

“But why would they kill Angel off? He’s one of the good guys,” Bo said.

“Ah, wait ‘til you see the episode which airs in the New Year… Is there any more of that delicious pie, Mom?”

“Yes, Darling. Help yourself… but don’t think that flattery is going to get you out of helping to clear away the dishes.”

“Of course not, Mom,” David said springing to his feet. “You and Dad sit and talk to Bo and Jon while I load the dishwasher. Want me to bring you a pot of coffee when I’m done? I can wait until then for the pie. It’ll be all the sweeter for the anticipation.”

“Want a hand?” Jon asked.

“No, ’s okay. I’ve got it,” David replied heading for the kitchen.

“Wow! Angel evil again. Who’d have thought it?” Bo said.

“We don’t know that,” Jon said. “Maybe he dies heroically, saving Buffy.”

“No, you don’t kill off the romantic male lead at the end of the season if you want to keep the viewers interested until the Fall,” Bo said.

“I suppose you’re right. I wonder what he’s gonna do? And what about Spike?”

“Jeez!” Bo said. “I hope he doesn’t get killed off too. From what David has said, James needs the work and not just for the regular paycheck...”

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“Are you all right, James?” his sister asked.

The children ran past them back into the house.

“Yeah, I’ll survive,” he replied, “but why does she put me through this every year?”

“Why do you come?”

“I’m starting to wonder that myself.”

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“Almost finished, Mom,” David said as his mother came into the kitchen to find him wiping down the top of the stove.

“We were wondering what had happened to you,” she began. “Oh, Darling, you didn’t have to do all the pots and pans as well. They could have waited…”

“It’s okay, Mom. It was the least I could do after you spent all afternoon cooking.”

“Come here,” she said, giving him a hug. “Did I ever tell you how lucky I am to have a son like you?”

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“Uncle James told a lie,” his nephew was announcing to the assembled group as James and his sister returned to the drawing room.

“Peter!” Sarah exclaimed, scolding her son. “How could you say such a thing?”

“I asked him if he was gay and he went all red…”

“That’s not the same thing as telling a lie, Peter,” Sarah said. “It just means he was embarrassed by your question.”

“You should apologise to Uncle James, Sweetie,” James’ sister said to Peter. “He wouldn’t lie to you.”

“The very idea that any son of mine could be… gay… is preposterous,” James’ mother added with a snort.

Simon started to laugh.

“Simon!” James’ sister yelled at him.

“What? You want me to deny the obvious?” Simon said. “You only have to look at him… His marriage was a sham… and what real man would choose acting as a career?”

They all turned to look at James. He felt his face flush again. He wasn’t going to pretend. What was the point? He couldn’t go through the rest of his life living a lie.

“Well, James?” his mother said. She was waiting to hear him deny it. “Tell them it’s not true.”

“I can’t,” he said.

His mother took a deep breath and turned away from him and started walking toward the door, pausing in the doorway.

“I trust you realise it’s a sin,” she said, glancing over her shoulder.

“That I’m gay or that I lied about it?” he chuckled.

“Oh, you can make all the jokes you want, James, but there’s one thing you can be certain of: you’re going to Hell.”

“Mother!” James’ sister called, running after her. “You can’t wish that on your own son.”

“James is no son of mine,” his mother proclaimed, turning her back on them all and heading up the stairs.

“Go after her, James,” his sister urged. “She doesn’t mean it.”

“Yes, she does,” he said. “Look, thanks, Sis. Thanks for everything… but I should go.”

“Good riddance, I say,” Simon muttered.

James gave his sister a quick peck on the cheek and added in a whisper only she could hear, “I’ll call you next week.”

He grabbed his jacket and his bag from where it still sat in the hall and left.

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