Four Brothers

[veiledndarkness]

Title: All for Him 9/9 - Complete

Author: veiledndarkness

Pairing: Bobby/Jack

Rating: R

Summary: Billy Darley wants his baby brother back.

Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended, no profit made.

A big thank you to littlewitch34 for all your help, inspiration and answering of my endless ideas and questions.

*Cross-over with Death Sentence *

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Billy leaned back on the hood of his car in the hospital parking lot, a lit cigarette clamped between two fingers, watching the bustle of activity around him. People in wheelchairs, families, crying babies, balloons clutched in small children's hands, stoic people struggling not to cry, a priest speaking to a young couple, their faces stricken and pale.

He wondered idly if the priest ever struggled with how to break sad news to families. Billy rubbed two fingers along his head. He felt drained, almost numb in the frigidly cold air. He closed his eyes, turning his head to the side when the young woman wailed softly in the arms of her partner.

"Hey," Billy blinked, tensing until he saw Jerry and Colin standing in front of him.

Billy slid off the hood of the car. "Y' go in already?" he asked, stubbing the cigarette out.

"Nah, man, I thought we'd grab you first," Jerry said, "I wanna talk to you about this whole replacement-thing after though."

"Sure," Billy let a stream of smoke curl from his lips. "Colin give y' the rundown already?" he asked as they walked into the building.

"Yeah, you got a guy named Eddie headin' in to, fill in, I suppose you'd call it," Jerry glanced at Colin, and then to Billy.

"Eddie Doherty," Billy murmured. He jabbed the button for the elevator with his thumb. "Known him since I was small, he ran with m' father way back when. He knows what t' do an' how t' do it all without runnin' shit into the ground."

Jerry nodded slowly. "That's good, so you're sure he can handle this?"

Billy gave him a dirty look. "Don't question me," he snapped, settling a bit when Colin rested his hand on Billy's arm. "Y' don't even know Eddie, so don't go getting' up on y' high fuckin' horse!"

Jerry held both hands up. "Easy, man, easy, I don't mean no disrespect," he held his ground but there was fear in his eyes.

"Billy...c'mon," Colin murmured. Billy backed up with a disgruntled snort. "C'mon, he doesn't know him, he's jus' tryin' t' protect his family. Let's go see, Jack. I bet he's waitin' for ya."

Jerry's eyes widened as the fury on Billy's face faded away at the mention of Jack. He exhaled silently, throwing Colin a look of gratitude. Colin nodded and let go of Billy.

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Angel pushed a gun into his jeans waistband, ignoring the way Sofi was pacing behind him. "You know what to do, so relax," he said.

She shot him a dirty look and continued rubbing her elbows. "I don't have to like this," she sniffed.

"Angel's gonna be fine, Sofi," Colin walked past her, pulling his thick coat on. "Jus' remember what we need y' to do, an' you'll be jus' fine too."

"And what if he gets shot?" she demanded, her shoulders hunched. "What if this stupid plan fails?"

Colin spared her a glance, one eyebrow raised ever so slightly. "It won't."

She huffed and resumed pacing by the window. Colin dug out his cell phone, pressing the first memory button. He tucked his switchblade into his inner coat pocket, selecting each of the weapons that were set out on the table with great care.

"Billy," he said when the phone connected, "He safe?"

"Yeah, Bobby took 'im with Camille and Jerry's kids. He'll be fine there."

Colin looked back to see Angel comforting Sofi, his arms wrapped around her. "Eddie called, he made it t' the motel," he said. "He wants t' see Jack first thing after all this is done."

"He can, yeah sure, Jack's been drivin' Bobby nuts cause he was so damn bored in the hospital, it'd do him some good t' visit someone else."

Colin smiled and pushed a small pistol into his inner coat lining. "Good. A' right, we're 'bout ready here, you an' Bobby ready t' go?"

"Uh huh, Angel an' Sofi set up?"

Colin lit a cigarette and inhaled quietly. "Yeah, we're good. Jerry gave me the directions to the house."

"Colin..." Billy paused and Colin could hear him, could almost see him hesitating, biting down on his lower lip much the way Jack had done as a small child.

"Yeah?"

"Y' be damned careful, y' hear me?" Billy finally said gruffly.

Colin chuckled and inhaled on his cigarette again. "Always, man, always."

xx

Bobby rubbed his thumb over Evelyn's rosary, his eyes on the snow covered road before them. Billy watched Bobby's thumb move over each bead, the movements unnoticed by Bobby as he drove.

"That your Ma's necklace?" Billy asked, breaking the comfortable silence in the car.

"Yeah," Bobby glanced at him. "Jack was wearin' it till he ended up in the hospital. I’m givin' it back to him after we take care o' Sweet."

Billy nodded, his gun tucked securely in his palm. "Y' really like rosaries, huh?"

"So?" Bobby snapped, his eyes narrowing.

"Calm down, I'm jus' askin'," Billy ran his thumb over the cool metal.

Bobby stared out the window. "Yeah...Yeah, I do. My Ma dragged all o' us to church every Sunday. It was important to her. She always figured we all need somethin' to believe in."

"Are you one of those preachy fuckers?"

"Nah, I mean, I haven't been t' church in a few years, haven't confessed nothin' in even longer. I guess...I guess the rosary just helps, y' know? Makes me think of her and everythin' she did for me, for us," Bobby rubbed a gloved hand over his forehead tiredly. "Who the fuck knows where I'd be if she hadn't of taken me in...Dead maybe, O'D in a dirty gutter..."

"You'd be like me," Billy murmured.

Bobby exhaled softly. "Yeah...probably," he said. "I ain't much better, trust me. I've done a lot of bad stuff, sold drugs, jail times, and killed people even. You're...You don't hafta do this...this life, y' know? If there's one thing I'll never forget, it's Ma's advice."

Billy looked at him wearily. "What might that be?"

"You choose how things go," Bobby smiled sadly. "We don't pick the beginning's but we figure out how thing's go from that point on. It's up to us to make the most of it."

"Jack said somethin' like that to me once," Billy swallowed, his throat aching. "I blew him off, ignoring what he said."

Bobby shook his head. "He's right though. You can't...You're gonna die in this life, don't you wanna be happy for once?"

"I..." Billy shrugged, his shoulders slumping down. "I never really bothered thinkin' about it."

Bobby stopped the car, looking up at Victor Sweet's home. "Think on it, man. Jack would want ya to be happy," he turned the ignition off. "Let's go."

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Victor sat at his desk, his head in his hands. The room was silent but for the faint creaks and squeaks of the house. He inhaled and exhaled quietly, trying to calm his racing heart beat. He stared at the desktop blotter, the ink written on his calendars unreadable from previous drops of sweat that had rolled down his cheeks.

He dimly heard the sound of a car outside, the motor rattling until it faded away. Victor inhaled deeply and looked up, surveying his office as if for the first time. He pushed his chair back and stood up, each breath echoing in his ears.

Bobby...

Victor scowled at nothing and yanked open his top drawer. He grabbed a small folder and tucked it into his sweater for safekeeping. He took a thick bundle of money and stuffed it into his pocket. He grabbed his gun and walked calmly to the door of his office.

He stood at the doorway, listening to the sound of two low voices, mere murmurs reaching him. He pulled the door open and flicked the safety off his gun, pointing it to the first chest he saw.

"No, that's not very smart, now is it?" the words floated over to him, somewhere behind and Victor felt a chill run down his spine.

He stared up at the broad chest before him, the tall man who'd been at Billy's side in his meetings. Victor opened his mouth to speak, nothing but a choked whisper escaping him as a large fist closed around his neck.

"Bring 'em with us," Victor turned his head, his fingers clawing at the man's grip.

Bobby stood off to the side, his gun trained on Victor. "You protest, I kill your wife," he nodded to Billy, who stood opposite them, Evan not far behind. "You shoot; he'll kill those bastard kids of yours."

Victor felt his gun slip from his trembling fingers. It hit the hardwood with a heavy thud. Bobby smiled and Victor never hated him more. "Good boy," he crooned. "You got some sense after all."

"Colin!" Billy snapped. "Take 'im out back."

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Billy watched with great satisfaction as Colin dragged Victor from his house. They walked into the snowy fields behind Victor's house. Colin turned Victor to face Billy and Bobby, pushing him down to his knees in the snow.

"Victor, I gotta say, I'm real disappointed in y'," Billy shook his head. "Look what y' accomplished! Like y' said, y' had Detroit eatin' out of ya hand and now look at y'..." he tsked. "Pathetic...I expected better of y', I really did. Bones may not have been father o' the year, fuck, even the century, but y' better believe he taught me how t' run things."

Victor sneered at him, the cold barrel of the gun pressing into his exposed neck. He shivered despite himself, the wet snow seeping through his trousers. Bobby walked over to Billy's side, eyeing him.

"It takes a whole lotta evil t' take down a fuckin' woman over property," he spat. "You killed my mother! You tried to kill my brother! Did you really think, for one fuckin' second that I would just stand back an' let you live?!"

Billy smiled. "An' the funny thing is that y' didn't even know how big y' fucked up at first, huh? Y' thought, hey what's another dead one t' me, right? My brother, my baby fuckin' brother, nearly killed by y' piece of shit goons, who might I add, were shitty fuckin' shots. Victor..." he chuckled softly. "I can't let that slip by."

"The fuck y' waiting for, huh?!" Victor shouted. "I got connections, Darley. I got cops in my fuckin' pocket. You think I can't have a whole swarm of them crawlin' on in here? You both...you're fuckin' with the wrong man!"

Bobby aimed his gun and smiled delightedly. "Wrong, Victor," he squeezed the trigger, the bullet sinking deep in Victor's stomach.

Victor cried out, slumping over, his hands clasped to his stomach. Colin hauled him back up. Bobby aimed again. "That was for me, this is for my mother," he fired, the bullet striking Victor's left shoulder.

Billy smiled when Victor screamed in pain. "And for Jack," Bobby squeezed the trigger, the third bullet slamming into Victor's right shoulder. "My Jack...Y' got no fuckin' clue how badly you screwed yourself."

"And those cops?" Billy chimed in. "They ain't comin'. I got Fowler bein' taken care of right 'bout now."

Victor cried out, blood pouring down his sweater, staining the dark blue fabric. Billy walked over to him, tilting Victor's head up to look at him. "It'll be over soon," he cooed. "Don't worry 'bout your family. I'll give them some money, let them start over. But you, Victor, y' done, y' time is up and frankly, y' pissed off the wrong families this time."

"Fuck you," Victor spat weakly.

Billy grinned and let go of him. Bobby walked over, landing a vicious punch to Victor's head. He slumped down, unconscious from the blow. Billy pocketed his gun and looked to Colin. "Follow Bobby, he knows the river dump off for Sweet."

Colin nodded solemnly. Billy looked to Bobby. He held out his hand to him. Bobby looked at the offered hand and brushed it aside with a snort. "Fuck's sake, c' mere," he said, pulling Billy against him for a rough hug.

Billy stared down at Bobby, his arms hanging limply at his sides. He hugged him back warily, the two of them stepping apart almost as soon as it began. Bobby nodded and backed up. "Go back to the house, Jack's waitin' for ya."

"Yeah..." Billy looked distinctly uncomfortable, almost rattled by the hug.

Bobby turned and walked away, trudging through the snow. Billy exhaled loudly. "The fuck...did y' see that? He...fuckin' hugged me..."

Colin hefted Victor up and began dragging him back to the car. "He accepts you," he said.

"Huh?" Billy followed at his side, helping him carry Victor.

Colin bit his lip to keep from rolling his eyes. "Billy, don't y' get it? He accepts ya; don't look a gift horse in the fuckin' mouth, huh? Y' have somethin' in common, aside from personality. Jack is y' connection. Bobby accepts y', that makes it easier for y't' be around Jack."

Billy considered that as they loaded Victor into the trunk, wrapping him in the tarp carefully. "He...Y' really think so? I mean, that don't make us family..."

"No, it doesn't," Colin shook his head. "But it means, if y' want it someday, y' got people that'll care, and don't that make a world of difference?"

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Jack sat on his bed, his fingers toying with his necklace. "Billy...Do you really hafta go so soon?"

Billy sat on the edge of the bed, nodding. "I do, I gotta get Eddie set up here an' then go back home, I uh....I got some things t' work out."

"What kind of things?"

Billy sighed. "Look...I was thinkin' bout what y' said, about...my life. Maybe, maybe I do need t' change some things. Go legit...Fuck, if Bones could hear me now," he muttered.

Jack's eyes lit up. "Billy...Are you...Really?"

"I think so, I dunno, Jack. It’s...so different, I don't even...Don't know where to start..."

"Ask Colin," Jack toyed with his necklace more. He shifted closer to Billy and rested against him.

Billy sat there stiffly before draping an arm around him. Jack smelt clean, almost sweet, the tips of his hair tickling Billy's chin. "Y' like him or somethin'?"

"He's nice; he showed me how to peel an apple in one try with his switchblade," Jack laughed quietly, "The whole peel, no breaks in it."

Billy snorted. "Colin's got a good heart," he hugged Jack closer. "Y' know, y' probably right. I should ask what he thinks...he could help me stay legit..."

"Just try...please?" Jack asked him. "I don't wanna get any phone calls where I find out you went and got yourself killed."

Billy sighed and held him close. "I promise t' try. Jack...I'm sorry I showed up the way I did. I wanted t' see y' so damn bad...I never stopped t' think if it would hurt ya."

"Billy...it's fine, I promise," Jack held onto him. "You came for me, you promised you would. I don't wanna leave though. I need, I need to stay with Bobby. I need him, I hope you understand that."

"Yeah..." Billy rested his head to Jack's. "I get it. He's what you need. Say y' gonna visit me someday?"

Jack nodded. "Mhm, I wanna visit Boston again. I can't remember much."

"I'll take y' around, show y' everything," Billy murmured. "I know we fucked things up, Jack...Lost y' cause we fucked up. I'm sorry."

"I forgave you an' Dad a long time ago," Jack whispered. "My Ma, she taught me what it meant to forgive, how to let go of the anger...Bobby never learned really, it's why he acts the way he does. But I learned. I had to; I didn't wanna end up as angry as he is."

Billy smiled sadly. "I know," he said. "I love y', y' know that?"

Jack squeezed Billy lightly. "I do know that."

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Bobby kept one arm around Jack, smiling in amusement as Jack read the letter out loud, the scribbly handwriting almost illegible. Billy had taken to writing to Jack in his spare time. He took great pains with his writing to make sure that his words were at the very least, spelt right. Bobby kissed Jack's forehead as he spoke, holding him close.


Jack,

It's open...the damned place is finally open. You'll see it when ya come out an' visit this summer. You're still comin' out, right? Colin told me to stop worryin' so damn much, but I can't help it, I wantcha to see what I did with the buildings and the chop shop.

I cleaned everythin' out, got the licenses I needed. We re-opened the chop shop as a legal garage an' auto body place. Wait'll you see it, it looks so...right. Business is ok for now.

Eddie keeps me up to date with Detroit. He says it's still too fuckin' cold for him, but he likes the guys he's workin' with. He says he's gonna send me reports about anythin' regarding the 'incident'. He knows how stuff like this goes.

I miss ya, I really do. You make sure an' bring your guitar when you visit. I wanna hear you play somethin'. Hope eveythin's cool with Jerry an' Angel, them and their women.

Tell Bobby if he's readin' this, to keep his nosy face outta your letters.

....Ok, I'm kiddin'. Tell him....tell him, I accept too, ok?

No worries, he'll know what it means. I gotta run, Colin's lookin' for me. Enough slackin' off for one day...

Write ya again soon,

Billy


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Comments

[littlewitch34.livejournal.com]

Aw, babe, it was soooo perfect. So perfect.

I loved the way it ended!

[veiledndarkness.livejournal.com]

Thanks! You were a big help, as I'm sure you know.

[earthequality.livejournal.com]

I read this in one fell swoop, a number of hours while chatting and waiting for my upload batch to finish....I fucking loved it all!

I have yet to see Death Sentence, but you wrote it well enough that some one didn't have to and Billy's characterization was enough that you knew he was a bastard, but you couldn't condemn him for it so harshly....you just accepted it, like Bobby did!

Most FB fics I read with Jack characterization, I think he's more emotional or naive than he was in the movie, but you have it spot on! I wasn't irritated in the least, didn't even roll my eyes once (Okay at least not at that, but the sheer awesomeness that was Billy and Bobby confrontations! XD).

I love Angel's mellowness and quick acceptance of the confirmation of their feelings for one another, it was a wonderful addition and wonderfully sweet at the first hospital scene. It also made me feel that Jackie was going to be more than alright (before we knew for sure), which was fucking wonderful, the ending was superb! Billy going straight lace and writing letters. (I'm also probably the only one who felt Billy/Colin, huh? ~_^)

If you don't mind, I'm reccing this on my Flist and my yahoo board, because you just don't come across fic like this often!


And one more thing...did he ever grow back his hair? XD

[veiledndarkness.livejournal.com]

Thank you! Wow...you really just cheered my morning up, lol.

Death Sentence has some flaws, it's not the greatest movie but Billy...Billy was truly fascinating. I could see it by the end of the movie that Billy was no different than Bobby, their main difference was the intrusion of Evelyn in Bobby's life. She stopped Bobby from following the path that Billy took.

I find too, that Jack is given the short end of the characterization stick. He's not a weepy girl, but he is emotional. He tries so hard to emulate his brothers, but somehow, he is the weaker one.

I've been writing in this fandom for two years, almost three now, and I still love it. Bobby and Jack...those two are something else.

Lol, no one seems to have commented on Billy and Colin, it's up to the reader to decide exactly how deep that relationship goes, but it's safe to say there's more than just friendship :)

Thank you again, I'm very flattered.

ps. Thank god Garrett grew his hair back, he was freaky looking as Billy, lol. I know he shaved his head for the role, but it was surreal to see him like that. So yes, in my world, eventually Billy grows his hair back *nods*

[earthequality.livejournal.com]

LOL, glad I was able!

Hmmm, I might just have to find it and watch it sometime, I didn't even know Garret was in it until I read this story. XD

Exactly! He tries, but he honestly wasn't meant for that type of action or life. I think his death was pointless beyond the point of driving a nail in to tell the boys they should really clean up their shit, but even then they didn't have to kill him off!

Bobby/Jack...when I first saw the movie, IT WAS SO OBVIOUS! Bobby was the little boy pulling the little girl's hair with all those comments!

YES! Well I see slash potential in everything anyway, plus the way Colin was there and all up in Billy's face! Oh yeah. ;D

Your very welcome and again, just so you know...I'm totally stalking and friending your journal now! ;P

LOL, I bet, man I might need to prepare myself for DS then. YES TO HAIR GROWTH, epic win! :D

[veiledndarkness.livejournal.com]

His death most certainly was pointless. The orginial script had Jack survive the shoot-out, but the director felt that his death gave them even more reason to kill Victor Sweet. Um, correct me if I'm wrong, but they were already going to take down Victor, Jack's death not withstanding.

*shakes head* Morons...What purpose did it serve?

Bobby and Jack...sigh, my fave pairing! It was so obvious to me. Who did Jack scream for when he was shot? Yeah...that's right, Bobby. :)

Colin was the only one who could calm Billy down. You won't see him in the movie, he's an orginial character that I created for that purpose. I think he and Billy meshed well, and that Billy needed him the way Bobby needs Jack.

Stalk away, I don't mind, lol.

[earthequality.livejournal.com]

Yes, because surely ordering the death of their mother and the ruin of their brother's dream wasn't enough!

Exactly, fanonwise...nobody really accepts Jack's death unless they primarily write FB het from what I've seen.

That part made me cry, but deep in my heart I think anybody could tell Jackie loved Bobby more than a brother and Bobby more than likely felt the same, at least when it came to actor chemistry and body language. Plus Garret is fucking amazing, not many actors would or could cry that passionately, with real tears, snot, and anguish! WHERE IS HIS AWARD PEOPLE? D:

Aww really? The way Bobby needs Jack...oh yeah! ;D

YES! Epic commentage!

[the-lady-revan.livejournal.com]

Love,love,love!

*Squee* great ending. Any chance for a sequel in the future?

[veiledndarkness.livejournal.com]

Thanks! Ehh, I might. I have epic writers block most days, so I don't know just yet. But never say never.

[rome102.livejournal.com]

Love the ending, really do!
This was a story I enjoyed reading, so thank you for that.
It is very interesting and it would be cool reading more about Billy.
Funny how Bobby and Billy is together.

[veiledndarkness.livejournal.com]

Thanks! Glad you liked it.