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A Life Known
Chapter 13/?
Title: Spilling The Beans
Beta: No Just my computer.
Warnings: Angst romance, m/m N-17
Disclaimer: I own nothing and this is a work of fiction. So not true.
Based on the movie Return To Me.

Chapter 13


Viggo slumped back against the door as he shut it behind him. His heart was racing. What had just happened in there? He shook his head to help clear it a bit and walked quickly to his car and got in. He turned the engine over and let his head collapse back on the headrest of the seat and he let out a deep sigh.

He had wanted Orlando to continue. He wanted it so desperately. He wanted so much to be loved by someone…it had been so very long since he had had that connection with someone. But…he thought he had a connection with Orlando. He could feel it already. He was drawn to the young man and he couldn’t explain it. His head was feeling dizzy from the pain meds and he thought maybe they were a little stronger than Orlando had thought or he was a wus and just wasn’t use to heavy meds. He knew he had to get home and get into bed, before his driving skills became impaired. He put the car in gear and made his way down the road to his place.

He collapsed on the couch when he got in, he brought his hand to his head, he felt a headache coming on along with the arm and shoulder pain. He rubbed his hands across his eyes. God why did he say that to Orlando? Why couldn’t little Viggo just keep his ugly little head buried were he belonged.

He thought back to the panicked look in Orlando’s eyes as he left. It hurt to see that look. But what else was he to do? Really? He rolled over on his side and closed his eyes and tried to relax. He remembered Orlando whispering to him and telling him to relax. He opened his eyes again…not working! He got up and headed to the bedroom and turned on the nightstand light. He picked up the picture of his wife and studied it for a while.

“Why honey? Why do I have these feelings? I just don’t understand. I don’t want to lessen our love. But…I am so drawn to him. Help me baby, please” he whispered as he sat the picture down. He toed his shoes off and lay back on the bed and closed his eyes again trying to dislodge the vision of sienna eyes. He reached to his shoulder and touched the spot where Orlando had kissed him. He had made light of it, but Viggo knew better. That kiss would of led to something else. Something he wasn’t sure he could give. Or was ready to give. He gave up thinking and drifted off to sleep with Orlando still very heavily on his mind.



Orlando watched in shock as the door slammed shut. “Shit,” he said again just for the hell of it. He got up and walked over to the pillow that was thrown across the room. It had hit a picture that was on the wall, breaking the glass. He bent down and carefully picked up the pieces. He felt like it was his life lying there all broken. And he needed someone to pick him up. He felt sharpness on his hand and looked and saw that his hand was bleeding. Great! Just fucking great!

He walked into the kitchen with the handful of glass and dumped it out. He reached over and grabbed a towel and wrapped it firmly around his hand, holding the pressure on the newly formed cut. He looked at it after a few minutes and was relieved to see that the bleeding had slowed and that he wouldn’t need stitches. He grabbed a large band-aid out of the cupboard with all this meds and wrapped it around his cut wincing slightly as he did. He slid down into the kitchen chair for a moment and glared at the phone for a while and slowly reached over to it. He dialed the familiar number and waited as the rings progressed.

“Hello!”

“Hey Lij,”

“Hey Orli, what up mate?” he yelled.

“I need to talk to you Lij, can you come over?”

“What? Just a minute.”

Orlando heard fumbling and noises in the background.

“Whats up Orli?” the voice came back, but it was quieter in the background.

“I just made another blunder, made a fool of myself, I need to talk Lij, can you come over? Please?” he begged.

Elijah let out a deep breath,” Sure Orli, I’ll be there in a bit, go lie down and try to relax okay?”

“Thanks Lij, I knew you’d understand.”

“Yeah, yeah, we’ll see. Bye”

“Bye mate.”

Orlando put the phone back down and ran his hand through his hair messing it up even more than it already was. He went to his room and lay back on the bed thinking about what had happened, what went wrong? Why did he kiss him? Why did Viggo say he knew he wanted to but wasn’t ready? He punched his fist on the mattress a couple times to help relieve some of the stress he was feeling, his cut burning as he did. He hissed in pain at the sensation.

He heard the door open quietly and knew Elijah had finally made it.

Elijah walked to the bedroom door and opened it slowly and peered inside. Sure enough there was Orlando lying on the bed looking as miserable as an elf could.

“Hey,” he said quietly, walking over and sitting on the bed. “What’s going on?”

“I’m a dumb ass that’s what’s going on. A fuck-up, that’s what I am, it should be my middle name. Hello, I’m Orlando Fuck-up Bloom!”

“Hey, come on Orli, it can’t be that bad can it?”

“Oh no? How about, I kissed Viggo, huh?”

Elijah’s eyes grew to their super size mode. “You’re shitting me, you did not kiss him!”

Orli looked at his friend straight in the eyes. “I kissed his shoulder, not once, but twice.”

“Oh,” he answered quietly. “Well that’s not so bad then, just on the shoulder.”

“Yes it is Lij, I was giving him a massage and I wanted him so badly, and I leaned over and kissed his shoulder and said something lame like my mum did that when I was younger. And I asked him if he liked I!”

Elijah grimaced. “What happened then?”

Orli laughed, “He said he had to go, he was up and almost out the door in a nano second, and I told him I didn’t mean it and he looked me in the eyes and told me I did, and that he couldn’t right now.”

“What? What did he say?” Elijah asked surprised.

Orlando groaned and rolled on his side. He told me, I did mean it, the kiss that is.”

“And….” He encouraged him to go on.

“He said he couldn’t right now or something like that,”

“So…he may feel the same way then.”

“I don’t know Lij I’m so confused,” he moaned.

“Well maybe you should just take it slow then, not push him, wait till he is ready and then he will come to you.”

“Just as easy as that, huh? How am I going to work with him everyday Lij? I have almost all my scenes with him. Oh god! What if he tells Peter?" Orli cried out. “I’ll be fired just like Stuart, then my career is over before it even starts.”

“Orli, listen, Viggo is a professional, he won’t let something like this hinder his work. Come on Orli, he’s not going to tell Peter. He’s not that kind of guy to like…. tell on someone. Have faith in him okay?”

“Oh god I hope your right about that Elijah.” He sighed as he lay on his back looking at the ceiling, watching the fan go round and round.

“Get some sleep, it will be better tomorrow, I promise.”

Orlando let out another deep sigh, ”I hope your right, I don’t know what I’ll do if he says something.”

“Just act normal, if you can,” Elijah joked.

“Not funny hobbit!” he replied.

“I know, but I want you to at least feel a little better before I go.” He said with a grin.

“Lij, would you stay here the night?” Orlando asked looking into the baby blues with his deep sienna puppy dog eyes.

“What?” he asked.

“Stay the night, I feel really bad still, I need some company,” he begged.

“I…I,” he stuttered.

“Just as a friend Lij, I didn’t mean the other,” he said with a small smile.

“Shit, I knew that!” he snorted.

“Come on, lay down,” Orli said as he scooted over in the bed.

Elijah took off his shoes and lay down on the bed next to Orlando. He shifted a little, wiggling his smaller frame trying to get comfortable.

Orlando looked at his friend and laughed at his discomfort. “I won’t tell anyone that you slept with me,” he said with a serious face.

“Shut up,” was the smart reply he got back. He finally took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Minutes passed and he cracked one eye open to see Elijah staring up at the ceiling fan.

“Thanks Lij, I mean it.”

“I know Orli, go to sleep,” he said smiling back at the young man.

“I love you Lij.”

Elijah laughed, “Orlando go to sleep, before I change my mind.”

Orlando laughed, “Okay, silly hobbit.”




The next day came way to soon for Viggo as he made his way into make-up. Beanie was already there just getting finished with his make up.

“Hey Vig, how’s the arm today?” he asked.

“Uh, better,”

“You okay?” Sean asked noticing the hesitancy.

“Can I talk to you Sean?” he asked after a moment of thought, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

“Sure,” he said with a smile. “Ladies, can you give us gents a moment please?” he asked the make-up girls with a disarming smile. They nodded and left and said they would be back in a few.

After the door closed Sean turned to Viggo. “What’s going on?”

Viggo grimaced a bit. “It’s rather difficult to explain exactly,” he started out.

Sean snorted. “Let me guess, its Orlando, right?”

Viggo let out a breath, “Yeah it’s Orlando, and its me also,”

“Go on, give,” he said looking serious now.

Viggo hesitated, he hadn’t told any one about his problems before, except Peter, and that was in a limited amount.

He sat down on the couch and fidgeted slightly. “About a year ago or more, I lost my wife in a car accident. She was placed on a respirator and I was told she was basically brain dead.” He began.

Sean nodded his head, he knew about the accident somewhat but not much. “Go on.”

The doctors told me that it was best to remove her from life support, but it was so hard for me…to let go, he’d also told me that she wanted to become an organ donor.” Viggo took a deep breath. “I.. didn’t want to at first…but he told me about a very ill young man that was waiting for a heart.”

“Vig….” Sean said gently laying a hand on his.

Viggo nodded, a small tear formed at the corner of his eye. He blinked rapidly to vanquish it.

“He said others needed those vital organs as well, and that is what she would of wanted. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do Sean.” He said as he gazed at his listener. Sean could only nod his head.

“After she died…I went up to my cabin in Idaho and just cut myself off from everyone.
I didn’t want to work, I didn’t want to talk to anyone, nothing, except Christine’s family.”

“You must have been lonely Vig.” Sean replied.

“I was…lonely, but I didn’t care, my heart had been ripped from me and I didn’t want to ever feel that feeling again Sean.” He paused again and wiped his arm across his face drying the tears he couldn’t hold back.

“Then Peter called…well that was a interesting conversation,” he laughed slightly. “He told me it would be good for me to come here away from Hollywood and the all falsehoods of that life.”

“So it was Peter that got you to come?” he asked.

“Yeah, that and I read the letter from the person who received Christine’s heart,”

Sean sucked in his breath, “That must have been hard mate.” He said softly.

“It was..but it…it helped, what the words told me was this person was going on with their life, they thanked me and gave me some hope that I could return to a life as well. For I had basically died along with Christine.”

“You must have loved her very much.”

“I did Sean, she was my life..she was even pregnant with my child.”

“Oh god Vig, I’m so sorry. No wonder you were hurting so bad.” He said trying to convey his sympathy.

Viggo nodded his head his lips trembled. “I came here to heal Sean. To heal the pain of that loss.”

Seam sat quietly for a moment giving thought to what Viggo had told him. He took a deep breath and stroked his finger tips over his lips, thinking before he spoke. “And how is this connected to Orli?” he asked trying not to pry too much.

“He..he has been… its like…I’ve known him. Its really strange, but I feel connected to him in someway.”

“Well, he is a little on the touch feely side,” Seam laughed a little. “That can be overwhelming or misleading at first.”

Viggo grimaced. “He…god how do I say this Sean…he does something for me.” He finally blurted out his face blushing.

“He does something for you? Like what?” he asked. Then “Oh I see,” then it was Sean’s turn to blush. “I see.”

Viggo let out a snort, ‘You have no idea.” He said shaking his head. “Last night… he… um… kissed my shoulder Sean and I mean he made it sound like it was just a small thing, but I could feel the way he was…it was….the kiss was sensuous.’

“Oh, okay, so what did you do?”

Viggo looked away for a moment from the searching green eyes. “I…ran.” He whispered quietly. “I got up and left.”

“Wow, how did he react to that?”

“He said he didn’t mean it Sean, but inside me I knew he did. Its something I feel. Its really strange.”

Sean nodded his head not really understanding. “So what did you say?”

“I just told him that he did mean it…but I wasn’t ready…for it.”

Sean’s jaw dropped, “Your kidding me? Tell me you are not serious about him? Viggo!”

Viggo ducked his head. “I told you Sean, I am… but I’m not.”

“What’s that mean?” he said with a snort. “Viggo, are you….you know?” he asked his hand waving around in the air.

“Gay? Bi? Yeah I guess you could say I’m bi I mean I was married and I was happy and I loved my wife to…I loved my wife,” he said quietly.

“Shit Viggo,” he said as he shook his head from side to side.” I really don’t know what to say…I guess maybe just take it slow, don’t rush things. Think about what you’re doing? I mean the movie and stuff.”

“I know Sean, I know, its unbelievable that I’ve found myself in a situation like this.”

“I’d say, so you’re saying if he wanted a relationship with you, and you could say… move on...you would have one with him?”

Viggo thought for a moment. “Yeah Sean, I would.”

Just then the door opened and Orlando walked into the room and a sudden hush hung over the three of them.

“Hey,” he said quietly looking at Sean and barely looking at Viggo.

“Hey Orli, you ready for another day of fun?” Sean asked with a smile to release some of the tension felt in the room.

Orlando shrugged his shoulders, “I suppose so,” he said as he sat down in his chair. Where are the girls”?

“Oh they stepped out for some woman chatter or something,” Sean replied as Viggo sat there lost for words.

Just then the ladies came back in. “You fellas done talking?”

Sean coughed,” Yeah, I think Orlando’s ready to become his beautiful elf-self again.”

Orlando glared at Sean and stole a look at Viggo who looked away quickly.

The girls looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. “Whatever floats your boat guys,” Lani grunted. Each girl was busy behind each man transforming them into their alter egos. Beanie just sat and watched as he was already done. The tension between his two friends was evident. He laughed to himself it was almost funny if Viggo’s story wasn’t so sad.

When they were done, Orli got up and went back to the bathroom and changed into his outfit. Sean watched Viggo as he departed. “See” he whispered. “Everyday.”

When Orlando finally came out he was fully dressed with his tunic all the way closed.

“Orli, can I ask you something?” Sean questioned Orli as he was exiting the door to go.

“What Sean?” he asked somewhat annoyed hoping Viggo hadn’t said anything.

“Why do you change in there all the time? We’re all men here aren’t we?” he said with a smile.

Viggo turned a frown Sean’s way. Sean looked at him and his face said “What”

Orlando fidgeted at the door his back still turned. “Just because Sean, okay, just because,” and left the trailer with a slam.

“Oh, well, that went great Sean!” Viggo said with sarcasm. “Care to add any more tension then there is already?”

“Come on Viggo,” he said standing up finally. “Lets go stalk your elf.”

Tbc…..