|My Brother's Keeper
Author: VegasxHoneyDust PM
Thicker than most blood, nothing could ever come between the two best friends. Nothing but her.Rated: Fiction M - English - Drama - Drew McIntyre & Wade Barrett - Chapters: 8 - Words: 6,292 - Reviews: 62 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 10 - Updated: 05-13-11 - Published: 01-07-11 - id: 6633385
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'…And the Lord said unto Cain, "Where is Abel thy brother?" And he said, "I know not: Am I my brother's keeper?" And he said, "What hast thou done? the voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground. And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother's blood from thy hand"…'
"I know it stings, mate. We've all been there."
"I trusted her. I gave her everything, and this is how the wench repays me-"
"Hey, she's not worth it."
"I don't know what I'm gonna do. I can't stay here, not after this…"
"Come here. We've got more than enough room."
"I can't intrude on you and Boxer."
"You're not intruding, you're family. Now I'll hear no more on the matter. You bring your arse here where you belong."
"Now remember, don't crowd him." Wade cautioned.
"I won't." Boxer chuckled.
"And don't ask too many questions."
"Babe, would you relax? I know how to tiptoe around a broken heart." Boxer gently nudged him as he followed her out of the kitchen. The sound of a motorcycle's engine in their yard caught the couple's attention.
"That must be him now."
"Did you get older or did I just get better looking?" Drew said after he took off his helmet, running a hand through his mane.
"Oh you wish, you pillock." Wade snickered, walking down the driveway and giving Drew a hug.
"Get over here, you gorgeous thing, you!" Drew commanded to Boxer.
"How are you, handsome?" Boxer asked as she came into his arms.
"Just grand." Drew replied.
"Well I will let you two talk, I'm gonna be in the kitchen."
"Please tell me it's your steaks." Drew pleaded.
"You know it is." Boxer said.
"Hold on to her or I'll kill ya." Drew said. They smiled as they watched her leave.
"How are you, really?" Wade put a hand on his shoulder.
"As best I can...in desperate need of a Guinness."
"We can do something about that." Wade laughed as they walked into the house.
"If you keep feeding us like that you'll have two fat celts on your hands." Drew said over his shoulder as he unbuttoned his shirt.
"At least they'll be two good-looking fat celts." Boxer replied from the linen closet. "Here's a couple towels and wash cloths. If you need anything else just call me, ok?" She said.
"You're too sweet to me." Drew said as he took the linen.
"You're family, Drew. I'm glad you're here." She said before leaning up and kissing him on the cheek.
" 'Night." He shyly flashed his dimples.
"Sleep well." She turned around and smiled before closing the door behind her.
A/N: It only came to me when I found out Wade was going to SmackDown and memories of Empire came rolling back. (If you don't know what Empire is, look it up) Tell me what ya think, it may go somewhere, it may not.