Title: Bayou Boys: Epilogue
Authors: Pet & Foxhunt2blue
Summary: Human AU – Sometimes even fate knows 
better than we do. In the tiny backwater town of 
Junction City William LaCroix & Liam Garrigan met as 
children. Now ten years later best friends are reunited to 
discover what one of them already knew.
Rated: NC-17
Pairing: Liam/William 
Disclaimer: That Mutant Monster owns them, not us. 
*pouts* We'd take much better care of them though!! 
Lots of hot man sex!! YEAH!!
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Pet – prettygirlryoko@yahoo.com
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Epilogue
Five Months Later
"Woman I told you every time I try to change his 
diaper he pees right in my face! He does not like me!"
"Charles that is your son! Now change his diaper." Fred 
patiently growled as she handed their son to Charlie.
Charlie made a sour face, but took his son. "Now listen 
here Lee Marcus Garrigan...you will not pee in my 
face this time. Ya hear me?" The baby cooed, then 
reached out grabbing Charlie's nose and smiling his 
innocent toothless baby smile. "Yeah that's my little 
man."
Running out of the house as Charlie walked up the 
stairs Kathy headed straight to her father. "Daddy look! 
The pictures they came out perfect! Don't I look so 
great in my pink dress! And oh look at Will in his suit!! 
I made everyone so jealous!!" She squealed as her 
father shook his head with a grin and shoved the 
pictures at him.
"That you did, luv." Will walked past Kathy chuckling, 
a bowl of potato salad in his hand. Heading for the 
table beneath the old oak, he yelled over his shoulder at 
Marcus with an amused grin. "Thought I was going to 
have to start handing out napkins to all those drooling 
princesses." 
"Liam you about done with the hot dogs?" Fred called 
out as she opened the rolls and buns on the table. 
Liam poked the hot dogs again for the tenth time. 
"Yeah...I think so."
"Do not think Liam 'know'! For god's sake, you just 
cannot cook let me look..." Gertrude pushed Liam out 
of the way.
"Now Gertie don't hurt his feelings." William patted 
Liam's shoulder as he walked to the picnic table with 
the tray of napkins and plastic utensils.
"Shush man! Why do you think you have napkin and 
utensil duty?"
William grumbled beneath his breath, but stayed at his 
task.
Glancing up at Liam who was standing his brow 
furrowed and his mouth pursed in a soft pout Will 
wander back towards the grill. With a soft sigh, he 
wrapped his arms around Liam's waist hugging him 
tight and placing a soft kiss between his shoulder 
blades. "Don't pay any attention to mum, pet. You 
know how she gets when she's nervous."
>From the table Marcus' soft chuckling drifted as he 
shuffled through the stack of photos Kathy had given 
him. "That's right, son. She always was a bit peckish---
now wasn't she William?" He gave Will's dad a 
sidelong glance.
"That's one word for it." William whispered, but to no 
avail as a grill mitt launched through the air and hit him 
in the head.
Liam chuckled, leaning his head back against Will's 
shoulder. "I feel much better now."
"WOMAN HE DID IT AGAIN!!" Charlie screamed 
running out of the house, a naked squirming baby held 
at arm's length. 
Sighing Fred stood up from her seat. "If you will 
excuse me I have to help my man with our cunning evil 
son. An evil son who likes to pee all over his daddy."
"I feel real better now." Liam chuckled.
Will shook his head, nipping at Liam's neck. "So...you 
interested in maybe getting one of those evil babies?" 
He chuckled, his hands caressing Liam's stomach as he 
began to rock.
"Mmm...keep doing that I'll agree and say yes to just 
about everything." Liam murmured.
"Ewww...gross! Daddy they're doing it again." Kathy 
shrieked.
Rolling his eyes at Kathy's imitation of a foghorn 
Marcus hefted himself to his feet. As he wandered past 
William, he sighed with a put upon expression. "Just be 
glad you only have one. Imagine having a teenager 
with the vocal range of an alien spacecraft about to 
explode into hyperspace."
Will turned his head, grinning at Marcus. "Or the 
ability to talk faster than a speeding bullet. You should 
have heard her at the prom...incessant and never 
ending. Well except when she was busy trying to feel 
me arse up."
"WHAT?" Liam growled looking at Kathy.
Whistling innocently Kathy quickly got up. "I'm 
just...just going to help Charlie and Fred...nowww!!" 
Then she was running for the house as fast as she 
could.
"Now Liam...my William is just adorable. No one can 
resist him." Gertrude sweetly cooed, pinching her son's 
cheeks. "Aren't you baby? Yes you are..."
"Oh, now Gertie! Don't do that to your son while his 
man's right there."
"Oh, no...please do it. I find it endlessly entertaining." 
Liam mused, grinning like a loon as he settled his head 
on Will's shoulder. "Don't we, baby? Yes, we do..."
"Bite me Liam." Will growled softly as he tried to get 
away from his mother's pinching fingers. 
"You know Gertie your husband's right. Shouldn't 
encourage Liam he needs not a bit of encouragement. 
After all he is my son." Marcus waggled his eyebrows 
as he tucked the photos in his shirt pocket, then reached 
in the tub of ice to grab a bottle of beer. 
Liam bit Will's neck, then licked the spot as Will 
squirmed and giggled.
Charlie and Fred appeared from the house, Kathy 
trailing behind them with a now dressed and gurgling 
happy baby. The three sat down at the picnic table Fred 
giggling and whispering to Kathy. Setting the hot dogs 
next to the hamburgers Gertrude sat down next to them 
Precious leaping into her lap with a soft yip of 
happiness. 
Standing William Sr. raised his beer in a toast. "We're 
here today to give our sons a fond farewell before they 
go off to London for a well deserved vacation. We pray 
that the trip is safe and that they have the most 
wonderful time a couple could ask for. For they carry, 
our hopes and dreams as well as our names and we 
could not be prouder of them. Our lives would not be as 
enriched and happy without them. And for god's sake 
make sure they come home as soon as possible or my 
wife will make my life miserable beyond the 
telling...Amen!"
Gertrude slapped her husband's thigh playfully, then 
returned to feeding Precious bits of hot dog.
"To my bro and his beau." Charlie stood lifting his 
beer. "Go to London get drunk, have fun, lots of 
sex...that I do not get anymore...and bring me back 
shit. I love ya." He sat down as Fred reached up 
stroking his face.
Glancing around the table at all the smiling faces Will 
smiled back, then looked up into Liam's dark eyes. 
"Well...I'd bloody well say we'll be back, but I'm not 
sure if I'll be able to get Liam back on a plane after I 
get him off." His eyes twinkled as he leaned into Liam, 
one arm wrapped around his waist. "Planes are safer 
than cars you know, luv." He whispered as he nipped at 
Liam's ear.
"I would rather have my car." Liam muttered. "Don't 
like planes."
"I know, luv. It's going to be fine though." Will turned 
looking up into Liam's dark eyes. "It'll be right...trust 
me." Stretching up he kissed Liam gently his hands 
moving from his waist up his back to finally tangle in 
the soft silk of his hair. Pulling back, he grinned wide. 
"Everything...I swear on me soul."
"No need to swear, William."
The two of them turned to see Gator coming down the 
stairs, Harris behind him towing a keg of beer. 
William's eyes lit up with that spark of devil that they 
often had before the shooting. It was getting easier for 
him now to show the affection he had for Liam. He had 
almost as much affection for this friend of Liam's just 
in a different way.
"Hey, Gator! See you finally got a set of knockers on 
you." He winked at Gator as he glanced over at Harris 
who was cussing beneath his breath as he wrestled with 
the keg. "So is Harris as fine as he looks?" 
Gator rolled his eyes, a sparkle in his own eyes. "As a 
matter of fact he is." He chuckled as he moved to the 
table and smiled at his best friends. "Liam...Will..." a 
sudden seriousness came over his face. "I have some 
news."
"And that would be?" Liam asked.
Taking a deep breath Gator looked into Liam's eyes. 
"The jury came back with a verdict." He reached up 
squeezing Liam's arm. "They just came back twenty 
minutes ago and I got over here as fast as I could."
William moved closer to Liam his face paling at Gator's 
words. This had been the worst part of the past five 
months, the waiting, and the reporters who had been 
calling incessantly looking for a sound bite or comment 
from he or Liam. 
Liam frowned. "I'd rather hear about Harris's fine ass." 
He hated talking bout Buster or Herbie or this case. He 
just wanted to pretend it was one huge nightmare. But 
every time as if god was telling him that wasn't possible 
his shoulder would, ache and his fingers would slide up 
William's side to his scar.
"I'm not complaining. My ass hasn't ever had so much 
attention. As a matter of fact not much of me ever has." 
Harris remarked, grinning boyishly, as he rolled the keg 
into position in the corner.
"I know how much you hate this Liam, but this is it. 
Those two have been quite the thorn in this town's side. 
It was to be blunt quite amusing to see how the 
majority of the town stood against them when they 
were brought to trial." Gator glanced over at Harris 
winking. "It's over now though...for good or so it would 
seem."
Arms tightening around Liam's waist William growled 
softly. "Enough with the chittering..." he whispered his 
side aching with the thought of the law not doing what 
it was meant to do. "If they..." he choked up, his gaze 
lifting to Liam's, "...if they walk away I don't know 
what I'll sodding do." His lower lip trembled as he tried 
to hold back the tears welling in his eyes.
"Shh..." Liam whispered, then lifted his gaze to 
Gator's. "So what's the what? Do I have to commit 
murder soon while two pigs sleep or will big beefy 
guys in prison do it for me?"
Gator's smile widened. "Two big beefy guys in prison 
will soon have a new set of bitches to love." His eyes 
sparkled with humor. "Guilty on all counts."
Liam let out a breathe he hadn't known he was holding. 
"Thank fuck."
"Amen." Harris mused, holding out a cup of beer. 
"Drink up...no aspirations to murder needed."
Liam accepted the cup from Harris as he handed one to 
William.
William Sr. nodded. "Good...this is very good. 
However, personally I would have pushed for the death 
penalty. They deserve to fry for what they did. Sheriff's 
should know better. They are the law."
Nodding Gator took a sip of his beer. "I'm not one for 
judging others, but I agree wholeheartedly. On the 
other hand, those two won't be seeing the outside world 
again. Life imprisonment with no chance of parole...ah 
yes the joy of having a judge whose granddaughter is a 
gay rights activist." He lifted his glass. "So shall we 
have a toast."
Marcus moved from his spot at the table to stand 
between his boys. "I'd say that's a right fine idea, 
Gator." 
Liam, Charlie, Fred, Kathy, and Harris all held up their 
respective drinks as Liam glanced at William. "You 
want to make it or me?"
Eyes sparkling brighter than they had in five months 
Will lifted his beer. "I will..." his voice was soft, "...to 
the new beginnings. And to fate that bitch who finally 
lost after to many bleedin' lives lived in fear." He 
smiled up at Liam. "And to Meredith Garrigan a 
woman who was far wiser than any of us could ever 
hope to be. Thank you Meredith for bringing Liam to 
me...at last." 
"Here, here!" Liam murmured taking a sip of his beer, 
everyone following suit.
Gertrude tapped the picnic table. "Alright everyone 
take a seat and dig in before the bugs decide they are 
gonna eat it for us."
Everyone mulled around, finding seats at the picnic 
table. Liam grabbed Will's arm pulling him away 
towards the swing. Marcus gave him a look and Liam 
just held up his finger. Marcus nodded as Liam pulled 
William into his arms. 
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah..." Will smiled up at Liam, "...yeah I am. Think 
I'm far better than I've ever been." He leaned into 
Liam's broad chest, his head tucked beneath Liam's 
chin. "And you're the reason, luv." He whispered softly. 
"You've always been the reason."
"I know what that's like...having that feeling." Liam 
whispered softly, resting his chin on top of William's 
head. "So you going to introduce to me to all your 
friends? Your American redneck boyfriend?"
"Course you silly git..." Will lifted his head and smiled 
as he smacked Liam. "And you know what they'll all be 
jealous that I have a tall, dark, handsome, and far too 
broody boyfriend." Chuckling he wrapped his arms 
around Liam's waist and began to sway to a song only 
he could hear. "My very own Heathcliff...yeah they'll 
be jealous as all bloody hell."
"What about all your ex-lovers? Them too? So can 
I...beat them up?" Liam asked with mirth in his voice.
Will raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Just how many 
lovers do you think I had before you, pet?"
Liam's eyes scan over William as he muttered low, his 
hands tightening around William's waist. "Better not 
have been many."
"Only had two, luv. Just two before you and neither 
relationship turned out to good. First one found 
God...and well the other, he died in a car accident right 
before I came back. We were friends and all by then, 
but I already knew why it never worked with him." He 
swallowed hard looking into Liam's eyes, his heart 
pounding as he took in every inch of that beautiful face. 
"Couldn't give me heart to him...cause you already had 
it."
Liam smiled softly. "You're such a sap and I love you 
for it."
"Am not!" Will smacked Liam and took off at a dead 
run, laughing as he went.
"ARE TOO!!" Liam yelled taking off after William.
The group watched with smiles, Charlie picking up a roll 
as he shook his head in amusement. "Some things never 
change."
"No..." Marcus grinned as Liam slammed Will to the 
ground beneath the old apple tree, their laughter ringing 
through the warm afternoon air as they playfully 
wrestled. "They never do son...they never do."
~Finis~