Michael got up and went out to the kitchen to see if Angus needed help, and he found Angus with a glass of Sergio's firewhiskey. It appeared that Angus was still working on supper but he was self medicating. Michael didn't blame him one bit and wasn't about to criticize him. So far as Michael was concerned, if all Angus did was pour himself a firewhiskey, he was entitled.
"How much did you hear?" Michael asked very quietly.
"Doesn't matter," Angus said, continuing to work. "Didn't intend to hear anything. Let it go. He has a right to his opinion. I'm only here for the sake of the mission anyway. We're on our way home in the morning, so I'll manage til I get home. I'm making a mess out of the Tyler family, and I won't do this to them. I won't..."
"Stop," Michael said very quietly but with an iron firmness. Michael had lost a great deal of respect for Jessie. This had been a repeated no-bones-about-it issue for Jessie, and it wasn't an off the cuff opinion because he had made similar statements numerous times in one form or another. This was a locked-in belief that Jessie had about Angus, and Michael had had enough of it and wasn't about to let him continue to take more cheap shots at Angus. Michael was angry, and he wasn't having an easy time restraining it. "Look at me for one moment." Angus didn't reply. He just kept working. "Angus. Look at me." Angus looked at him. "First of all, you didn't pick Sergio and Ana as your contacts for this mission. That was Edward. It's on the itinerary in his handwriting, and he chose it because they were the right locals for the job. You aren't the one stirring up the conflict. That's Jessie's doing. You do not owe him a bloody thing. He wants to be accepted completely for his choices of a partner and how he wants to manage his life but he isn't extending you the same courtesy. He's made it abundantly clear he doesn't want people to be judgmental of him, but he isn't capable of extending you the same consideration. It's rude and hypocritical.
"Here's the thing. You need to look at it because it really is relevant. For some reason, society seems to believe that in gay relationships, once someone makes a commitment and starts to live with a partner that its all good and that's all they seem to expect. Society, by and large, hasn't come yet to expect gay couples to get married and is largely good with them just living together. Nobody holds their feet to the fire and gets pissy with them if they don't decide to marry and have kids. They don't have the long list of old school societal expectations that straights are expected to abide by. And I'm sure I don't have a very generous opinion here and some folks would surely be offended by it, but it's my opinion and I'm entitled to it. It sounds to me like a bunch of reverse discrimination on his part, and it pisses me off. Why the hell is it that even though you and Ruby are living together--the exact same way he's living with Kaden--that, because you're straight and you haven't proposed or leaped into starting a family that he thinks you're a player? Why does he think that you can't have a friendship with a woman without putting the make on her simply because she's someone you used to be involved with? I don't hear anyone getting all bent out of shape because Jessie's in the same room with another man and is comfortable doing so. Nobody is up in Jessie's business because they expect him to put the make on every guy he sees. No, we haven't given him that judgmental claptrap. He's behaving like a complete jackass. And what gives him the right to think you have to toe the line with all the rest of the traditional trappings of marriage and kids with someone you've known less than two months? It doesn't make you one bit less committed to her. You're building a bloody house with her. That sounds pretty darned committed to me. So, apparently he thinks he gets to decide to make a commitment to just live with Kaden and it makes him successful at adulting. He doesn't want us to judge him on that choice. But, when you make the same exact choice, all of a sudden you're a dangerous tosser and you're only in it to hurt fragile little Ruby so much so that he has to protect her from you? That's complete shit, Angus. Flat out, and it pisses me off.
"You are not in a triangle with Ruby and him, despite what he wants you to think. Your relationship is with Ruby--just Ruby, and the two of you do not have a problem. Your relationship with her is solid. She's not fragile, contrary to what Jessie might want to think. She's a strong, independent woman who can think for herself and is not going to be threatened by your old relationship with Ana that ended a decade ago, before you even met Ruby. Do you think for one single moment that Ruby is going to be okay with Jessie's meddling? I'll tell you what's going to happen. She's going to climb so far up his ass that he's going to need surgical intervention. You don't owe him one single thing. You do owe her something, though. You need to tell her the truth about what's going on between you and her brother."
"Now, that is not something I will do," Angus looked fiercely at Michael. "I know better than to come between family members. I refuse to be a wedge between her and her brother."
"Angus..." Michael tried to reason with him.
"Absolutely not. The subject is closed." Angus said with finality. Michael tried to get Angus to talk, but Angus was done. Period. Michael was livid with the damage Jessie was causing in Angus's life and by the fact that it was all about Ruby and yet no one was even letting her in on the fact that there was a snag that was only getting bigger. They were still two days from home, and Michael didn't believe it could or should wait. He took it upon himself, then, to take matters into his own hands, trusting Ruby would make the right choice for her and Angus. He believed strongly that her commitment to Angus was solid as a rock and that she was not going to see Angus as being any sort of wedge between Jessie and her. If there was a wedge at all, Jessie was clearly trying to be the wedge between her and Angus, and he didn't think Ruby was going to tolerate it. Michael's bedroom upstairs had a small fireplace in it. He left Angus to work on supper and he went upstairs to his room and opened the floo. It was Edward that answered it.
"I can get Robert if you want," Edward said. "What's up?"
"Where's Ruby? It's time she and I had a little talk," Michael said, trying to minimize his anger.
"What's going on with my grandson? If you're asking to talk to Ruby, then this is about Angus."
"He's alright. He's just angry. He's not talking to us at the moment, but he'll get past that."
"That tells me far more than you know," Edward said. "You make sure you get him by himself to a floo later where I can talk to him and where the others aren't going to be privy to it."
"I'll try," Michael said.
"Ruby," Edward called. "Floo for you."