Tristan's High School Life - 47. Chapter 47

TJ's POV

After having a long conversation with Darren and parting ways so he could join his family for dinner, I decided to head over to the hospital. When I arrived at the hospital, I found Xander and Tristan snuggled in bed, fast asleep. It was so cute that I took a quick picture. I decided to let them have their privacy, and as I was making my way out, I saw Hunter and Damian in a heated conversation so, I decided to see what was going on.

"I told you to be more careful," Hunter seethed.
"I'm sorry," Damian said, casting his gaze downward.
"You were supposed to put a charm on the door to keep people out so we could work, but no, you got distracted," Hunter mocked.
"I said I was sorry," Damian said.
"Hey boys," I greeted, entering the lounge.
"Hey, Dad," Hunter replied.
"So, what's going on?" I asked, taking a seat.
"I asked Damian to put a charm on the door so that we could take care of Tristan, but he got distracted by a cute guy walking past and forgot. Here I was removing the curse when in walked Doctor know it all," Hunter said, glaring at Damian.
"What did you do?" I asked nervously.
"I had to freeze time quickly and then did a memory wipe," Hunter replied.
"Quick thinking. Is Tristan ok now?" I asked
"Yes, his headaches are gone. It was quite the challenge, Dad, more like doing an exercisom," Hunter said.
"That's why they are sleeping," Damian said.
"What was the issue with Xander?" I asked
"He passed out watching the whole thing. I asked him to leave, but he wanted to stay," Hunter replied.
"I'm glad you got it done. Why don't you boys head home, and I'll stay here," I suggested.
They looked at each other before agreeing to leave, and they teleported out. I made my way back to the room and found Tristan and Xander in the same position. I grabbed another blanket, covered them up more, and kissed both their foreheads before I sat on the couch. I was looking through my photos when I heard someone clear their throat and saw Jackson standing there.
"Oh, I can leave," I said, standing up.
"No, please don't go," he pleaded.
"Fine, I'll stay," I replied and sat back down, and he took a seat next to me.
"How is he?" he asked, nodding towards Tristan.
"Hunter said he would be fine, and the curse was more like an excerisom than anything," I replied.
"I can't believe Kevin or Jeff would do that," Jackson said morosely.
"Kevin started it all, but he didn't expect Tristan to be so powerful, and it backfired on him. I'm glad he's our son," I said.
"Me too. How are you doing" Jackson asked?
"I'm doing ok. I had a long talk with Darren, and he told me I needed to find an outlet outside the family to talk with since I have so much bundled up. Lucas used to be my outlet before I met you, but he and I don't talk like we used to. You and I have so much going on we don't have much time to talk," I said.
"I know, it feels like when we do, we are always at each other's throats. Kat came to see me and read the riot act to me, Dad and Pop. She heard from Lucas what was going on, and she was so furious with us. Kat told me that I need to understand that you've lost many people in your life that are parents to you like CC became. She also made sure we understood that if we ever got divorced, she'd clean me out," he said, chuckling.
"You bone head, she's not going use a dooch. Kat is very protective of her family and will do anything to protect them," I replied.
"I know. I'm sorry for everything," Jackson said sincerely.
"I am too, but we need time apart. We've gotten ourselves into a real rut, and we need to figure it out before we blow things up again," I said.
"I have to agree. We both know each other's nuclear codes," Jackson said with a smirk.
"Yeah, we do. I'm sorry for telling your parents," I said.
"They had to find out eventually, but that wasn't the way they needed to find out. Dad and Pop both threatened to spank me and a whole bunch of other stuff when they finally calmed down. Dad healed pretty quickly as you did," Jackson said as his fingers gingerly touched my face.
"I'm sorry I punched him," I said quietly.
"He can be a bit much sometimes. I'm sorry I hit you," he replied.

We sat in silence and watched Tristan and Xander sleep.

"Why don't you stay, and I'll go home and feed the troops," I said.
"Dad and Pop are there and were going to order in; why do we go somewhere," Jackson said.
"I have an idea," I said with a sly smile.

We left the hospital, and I grabbed us a pizza from the place near the house. Using the crude map that Jack drew, we found the secret elevator to the Penthouse.

"This is way too weird," I said.
"I have an idea," Jackson replied, taking my hand, and we went down to Tristan's place. That night the pizza never got eaten, but we were both satisfied.

The following morning, I woke to find Jackson still curled up to me with a big smile on his face. I watched him sleep and sat there thinking about things.

"Morning," Jackson said, stretching.
"Good morning. Last night was fun," I said.
"It was, and no one can know, at least not yet," Jackson said.
"I agree, just between you and me," I said and smiled.
"How do you feel about maybe another go?" Jackson smiled mischievously.
"Hmmm, maybe," I said, smiling.

It turned into more than one round, and we parted with a kiss. I went up to CC's, showered, changed, and then went to Tristan's and put the sheets in the wash and sprayed air freshener. I left and headed to the hospital to find Tristan awake with a huge smile.

"Someone got laid," he said, giggling.
"What?" I said, shocked.
"Really? Do you think I'm that dumb? Not to mention the camera caught your arrival," He said, wiggling his eyebrows.
"Shit, I forgot you had a video system," I said crestfallen.
"I woke and found the notification and decided to check it out. It looks like someone is on the path to a return power couple," Tristan said seriously.
"Look, bud, Jackson and I have a lot to work out. I've got to stop comparing myself to my mother and be a better parent and partner," I said.
"Look, brudder," Tristan said, patting the bed for me to sit. " You are a good father, just rough around the edges. You and Jackson also need more time together, so you don't fight as much."
"When did you become so wise?" I asked.
"I'm not so sure myself, but I know deep down you are a great father and partner; you just need to be more sure of yourself," Tristan said.
"I know, Darren is going to help me be a better me. Enough about me, how are you feeling?" I asked.
"Smooth transition there," Tristan said, laughing. "I am feeling better, no headaches, and the doctor said I should be able to leave today."
"That's good news," I said.

We sat there talking about different things when the Doctor returned and told us that Tristan would be discharged and return if the headaches came back. He suggested that we also consult with a neurologist. I had Tristan text Jackson to let him know that I was bringing him back to the house so that no one would make an unnecessary trip to the hospital. When we arrived back at the apartment building, Jack was waiting in the lobby.

"We need to talk," Jack said in a severe tone.