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   As the alarm went off FP reached out and quickly shut it off, before he started to gently rub Jughead’s back and kissed him on top of his head as he spoke, trying to wake his baby. 
 
“C’mon Juggie, You gotta wake up baby boy, it’s time for school.” 
    At those words Jughead moaned tiredly and buried his face in the pillow before mumbling out his words, which were barely audible as they were being mumbled into a pillow but FP still heard them. 
 
“Ten more years Daddy!” 
   FP laughed hard at that because he knew that even as a little boy Jughead had never been a morning person; in fact when he’d been little he had never wanted to go to sleep because he hadn’t wanted to miss anything exciting or to be away from his Daddy. All of which had resulted in it taking until the wee hours of the morning to get him to sleep. As Jughead had gotten older that had evolved into him staying out writing at Pops all night before he would finally come home to crash before starting the cycle all over again the next day. At the moment though FP just smiled as he spoke up. 
 
“Boy, there’s nothing that I would love more than to spend hours or even days just laying in bed with you…but the world needs us too baby boy. Besides Fred and Red would kill me if I kept you all to myself.” 
    Before continuing FP gently kissed Jughead’s forehead. 
 
“C’mon baby, it’s time to get up so we can get you fed and off to school.” 
    At that the Jones men got up and went to have their breakfast before getting in the truck and heading for the high school. Soon they were pulling up in front of the school, and once they were parked FP pulled Jughead into a tight hug as he spoke. 
 
“I’ll pick you up after school baby.” 
    Before continuing FP laughed lightly. 
 
“Maybe try and tell Red not to drive anyone crazy with his sugar rush from last night, he practically ate all of the Reese’s brownies before bouncing around so much I thought he’d bust through the roof!” 
    Jughead smiled and laughed at that. 
 
“It’s not my fault! I told you that you didn’t make enough for me and Archie, let alone anyone else! So now I guess you’re gonna have to make more.” 
    FP rolled his eyes and laughed at that, even as Jughead stared at him with puppy dog eyes. 
 
“So, I can have my own sugar-hyped maniac bouncing off of the walls, driving me even more crazy than you already do? Hell no Boy, our trailer isn’t big enough to contain you and your sugar-hyped energy…..Now get to class!” 
   Jughead laughed and smiled at that as he leaned over to kiss his Daddy’s cheek before he climbed out of the truck, and rushed to catch up with Archie and Kevin who had also just been dropped off by their Daddies. Once the school day was over Jughead rushed out of the building to see his Daddy leaning against the truck and smiling at him, causing Jughead to rush over and leap into his arms for a hug. 
    After they pulled out of the embrace the Jones men climbed into the truck and drove to Pops for an after school snack; which for Jughead just meant a second lunch or first dinner; especially since he ended up ordering four grilled cheese sandwiches, fries, a strawberry shake, and a hot fudge sundae. The huge order just caused both Pop and FP to roll their eyes in amusement because Jughead’s immense appetite never ceased to amaze and amuse him, since given how skinny Jughead was he had no idea where all of the food was even going. In that moment however he didn’t care, because there was nothing that mattered more than spending time with his boy. 
    Later that night after the huge meal at Pop’s FP finally took his baby home and they spent the rest of the night sitting on the couch, basking in eachothers company before eventually making their way into the bedroom to call it a night. Before they fell asleep Jughead spoke up as he cuddled against his Daddy’s chest taking in the comforting scents of motor oil and aftershave that was his Daddy. 
 
“I love you Daddy, and I’m so glad we’re together again.” 
   FP smiled at that as he rubbed circles in Jughead’s lower back and kissed him on top of his head before speaking up. 
 
“I love you too baby boy, always and forever, and I’m not leaving you ever again.” 
    As FP said that he smiled down at his baby as he fell asleep with every intention of keeping that promise, not knowing that someone was watching them who was going to put that vow to the ultimate test very soon, and that the results of that test would have devastating consequences for both Jones men, and for everyone who cared about them.  
     Two days later as FP was getting ready to pick up Jughead from school he was walking out of the bedroom when the door crashed open and a bunch of guys he didn’t recognize rushed in and jumped him, knocking him to the floor before they started beating him and kicking him. After what felt like forever just as he was about to black out from a kick to the head, he felt someone grab him by the back of the head, before yanking it back and pouring something down his throat so fast that he choked on it before blacking out, not knowing that when he woke up everything would be different. 
     Twenty minutes later after waiting for what felt like forever for his Daddy to pick him up Jughead walked up to his trailer, but once he got there he saw that the door was wide open, causing him to rush up the two steps to the door and inside. When he got inside he saw his Daddy lying on the living room floor covered in blood and bruises, which had him rushing across the room to kneel beside his Daddy, crying out for him. 
 
“Daddy! Daddy, please wake up!” 
     At those words FP moaned before blinking his eyes to stare up at the unfamiliar teenager who was crouched over him, thinking that it was one of his attackers, causing him to sit up so fast that his head spun, and when the kid tried to move closer FP threw out his arm sending the kid flying across the room. When that happened as FP moved to his knees Jughead managed to push himself up before crossing back over to his Daddy as he spoke. 
  
“Daddy? Daddy, What happened?” 
    When he heard that word FP was confused because he didn’t know who the kid was, he wasn’t even really sure who he was in the moment causing him to speak up. 
 
“I don’t know what you’re talking about kid, I don’t know who you are or what you’re doing in my trailer, but you need to leave before I kick your ass for breaking in and attacking me! Because believe me when I say that I’m not the kind of person that you want to mess with.” 
    At those words Jughead felt like he’d been gut punched while simultaneously having his heart ripped out and stomped on, and in the moment all that he could do was speak up anxiously. 
 
“Daddy please! It’s me it’s Jughead, you have to know who I am! I love you!” 
   FP stared at the kid as he pushed to his feet. 
 
“Well I don’t, and right now my ribs feel like they were stomped on by an elephant and I have a freaking migraine, so you need to get the hell out right now!” 
    At those words Jughead just nodded in defeat before turning to walk out, wiping his tears away as he left, planning to head for the Andrews house to tell Fred and Archie what was happening, and to ask them for help. Twenty minutes later Jughead rushed through the back door of the Andrews house and into the kitchen, causing Fred and Archie to look up in surprise. When Jughead rushed in Fred was the first to speak. 
 
“Jug, What’s wrong kiddo? What happened?”  
     At those questions Jughead took a shaky breath before speaking. 
 
“I don’t know, Dad was supposed to pick me up after school but he never showed, so I just walked home myself. When I got home he was unconscious and covered in bruises and blood  on the living room floor. When he woke up he didn’t know who I was or who he was. He told me to leave unless I wanted to get my ass kicked! I don’t know what to do; I can’t go home, but I don’t want him to be alone, when he’s hurt like this!” 
    At that Fred pulled Jughead in for a hug as Jughead sobbed into his chest, causing him to speak up. 
 
“It’s okay Jug, I’ll talk to FP and have him come stay here with us, and maybe we can talk to Pop and see if you can stay with him, that way you wouldn’t have to be alone.” 
    Jughead nodded at that before speaking up, feeling heartbroken and terrified. 
 
“Yeah, that sounds good, but can I rest now? I’m so tired.” 
    Fred sighed heavily at that before speaking up. 
 
“Yeah Jug, Why don’t you go upstairs with Arch and get some rest while I go try and talk to FP and we’ll see if we can figure out what’s happening.” 
    Once they had finished talking and after Fred had left to go to the trailer park to try and talk to FP Jughead went upstairs with Archie to rest, even knowing that he couldn’t stay long especially if Fred was going to bring Daddy back here to stay. As Jughead fell asleep he couldn’t help but think about his Daddy, hoping that they’d be able to figure things out before it was too late to put things back together. 
   Twenty minutes later Fred walked into the Jones trailer and found FP shirtless in the bathroom trying to bandage his own badly bruised ribs, causing him to speak up. 
 
“Hey buddy, What happened to you?”  
    FP jumped at the voice but when he looked in the mirror he saw his best friend standing behind him with worry clear in his eyes. 
 
“Freddie, you wanna help me out with this?” 
   Fred nodded at that before stepping forward to help FP wrap his ribs, and once that was done the duo moved into the living room to talk. Once they were seated on the couch Fred repeated his question.  
 
“What happened FP?” 
    At the question FP took a shaky breath before speaking up. 
 
“I’m not sure, all I know is I got jumped and the next thing I know I’m waking up to some random kid in a ridiculous hat calling me Daddy, and begging me to remember him, but that’s not possible because I don’t have a kid, Gladys never wanted one, and neither did I.” 
    Fred frowned at that trying to be careful about what he said next, but also wondering what FP’s new version of events around Gladys’ departure was. 

“So, If neither of you wanted kids, than why isn’t she here anymore?” 
    At that FP paused as he thought back but he couldn’t think of anything. 
 
“Probably because she’s a cold, duplicitous bitch who always wanted more than living in a trailer and being married to the Serpent King, and she couldn’t deal with not getting that from me, but I’m better off without her, because we both know that I never really loved her.” 
   Before continuing FP sighed heavily as he spoke. 
 
“Now what are you doing here Freddie? Because as happy as I am to see you, my whole body hurts and I’m kinda tired, so I really need ice my ribs and get some sleep.” 
    Fred frowned at that before taking a deep breath and speaking up, knowing that he couldn’t mention their get together the other night since that had involved the boys and right now FP didn’t remember Jughead.
 
“I wanted to see how you’ve been holding up since your return to civilization, but now that you’ve been attacked in your own home I’m thinking that you should come stay with me and Archie until you’ve healed. I’ll even run us by Pop’s to get us some food on the way home.” 
   FP sighed heavily before speaking up, because as much as he didn’t want to let whoever had attacked him know that they’d scared him off, in the moment he really didn’t want to be alone, especially since for some reason he couldn’t identify the trailer felt oddly empty at the moment. 
 
“Sure Freddie, That sounds good just let me go pack a bag than we can go.” 
    That said FP got up and walked into the bedroom to pack a bag and while he did that Fred called home to let the boys know what was happening, and to suggest to Archie that he should move any pictures of Jughead so that FP wouldn’t see them and get confused, and to let Jughead know that he was going to talk to Pop about the whole crazy situation. 
    A week later Jughead walked into school missing his Dad and his home like crazy and feeling like despite how grateful to Pop he was for giving him a place to stay that everything was falling apart, because with Daddy not knowing who he was he couldn’t even go hang out at Archie’s. Ten minutes after walking into school Jughead was just about to close his locker and head for the lounge, but before he could Reggie slammed it shut, scaring Jughead to death and very nearly hitting him in the face as he spoke. 
 
“Hey trailer trash.” 
     At that Jughead just rolled his eyes and walked away, but Reggie stayed on his ass, causing him to speak up in exasperation. 
 
“What do you want Mantle? If you’re trying to find your brain, I’m afraid I can’t help you with that, cause I don’t think they’ve invented anything yet that can see between grains of sand, so I’m sorry but I’ve got bigger things on my mind than your Daddy issues and your constant need to get laid by anyone whose skirt gets blown up by ‘Mantle the Magnificent’ and his obsession with his car. If you love your car so much, maybe you should forget about girls and screw your car.”  
   At that as they turned a corner Reggie seized the back of Jughead’s shirt and slammed him against the wall; squishing his face into the wall, breaking his nose and causing blood to rush out as he spoke to the now bleeding Serpent Prince. 
 
“Some asshole stole my car! I heard all about how you found Jason’s car last year, so now you’re going to help me, whether you like it or not! I’ll even pay you big money, 900 dollars! I know that a trailer trash rat boy like you could use the money!” 
    That said he dropped Jughead on his ass before continuing, once he hit Jughead tilted his head back and pinched his nose trying to stop the bleeding as he distantly heard Reggie talking to him through the ringing in his ears. 
 
“Meet me in the parking lot after school! We’re getting started right away! Don’t even try to say no, or I’ll break more than your nose, and if you fail to get my Bella back you’ll be sorry!” 
    Jughead scoffed out a laugh at that. 
 
“You named your car Mantle? God, you’re pathetic!” 
    At that Reggie kicked Jughead in the gut; leaving a big bruise and causing Jughead to double over and land back on the floor as Reggie walked away. Two hours later Reggie and Jughead were at the quarry and they had just finished asking some of the residents if they had seen or heard anything, when Reggie spoke up. 
 
“I’m going to relieve myself Rat Boy, you just stand right there and don’t move!” 
    At that Jughead sarcastically saluted him as he spoke. 
 
“Sure thing big boy.” 
    Reggie rolled his eyes as he walked away. Once he was gone Jughead turned back towards the water thinking about his Dad and the fact that he hadn’t actually been to the quarry since he was really little, and when he had Daddy had been with him.  
    As he was thinking about that Jughead was suddenly tackled from behind and ended up face down in the river. When he tried to move he felt a weight sitting on him, keeping him in place. Before he knew what was happening his face was being pushed down and held underwater. When that happened Jughead kicked and thrashed his arms desperately as it got harder and harder to breathe, but soon he felt something holding his arms down, even as everything started to go dark. 
    Once Jughead stopped moving his attacker got up and walked away casually after stomping on Jughead’s back one last time, muttering about ridding the world of one more filthy Serpent. Ten minutes later Reggie returned to the rivers edge to find Jughead floating face down and unmoving in the water, causing him to cry out fearfully. 
 
“Jughead!” 
    With that cry Reggie quickly rushed into the water, pulled Jughead out and started CPR. As his lips kept going on Jughead’s Reggie realized that not only did he love Jughead, but that he always had, and that the bullying was because he was afraid that Jughead would reject him. As he continued the CPR Reggie was also overwhelmed by guilt over the way that he’d “asked” Jughead for help…the poor guy didn’t deserve a broken nose and a punch in the gut…especially given everything that Andrews had said about what Jughead had been going through lately. Soon water came rushing out of Jughead’s mouth, his eyes fluttered open and he looked up at Reggie in confusion.
   
“Reggie….What-?” 
    Reggie sighed heavily before speaking up. 
 
“It’s okay Jughead, I’m gonna take you to a fire pit I just found on the campgrounds nearby, and I’ll get you warmed up.” 
   As soon as they reached the campgrounds Reggie gently set Jughead on a nearby log, built a fire, and stripped Jughead of everything but his boxers before sitting down next to him, and looking down at the ground in guilt as he spoke. 
 
“Look Jug, I’m sorry for the way that I asked for your help, (tears filled his eyes as he continued) God, I’m so sorry about your nose and your stomach! You don’t deserve that! I don’t….I just….I-.” 
    After the breakdown Reggie let out another sob before seizing Jughead’s cheeks and smashing their lips together. At first Jughead whimpered and tried to push him off, but than he realized that he’d been in love with Reggie for a long time now, and that maybe that was why everything with Betty was so hard; because she wasn’t the one he was meant to be with, Reggie was! With that Jughead moaned as Reggie pushed him onto his back and continued the make out session. When Reggie pulled away Jughead breathed out before speaking. 
 
“What, the fire isn’t enough to warm me? You think that I need you too?” 
    A tear rolled down Reggie’s cheek as he spoke. 
 
“Do you Jones? Do you…..Do you forgive me? I know I can never make up for the last eight years of torment, but I finally realized…who I really am…who I want to be, and that I’m in love with you Jones…I love you!” 
    At those words Jughead ran a gentle hand through Reggie’s hair and down his cheek, wiping away the tear as he spoke. 
 
“Considering that before this moment we were both basically using eachother for our own ends and that the only reason that I was even here before you saved my ass was so that I could use the money you were gonna give me to get a gift for my Dad for when he comes home, yes I forgive you Reggie! I love you too! Thanks for saving me and keeping me warm.” 
    That said he gently smashed his lips back onto Reggie’s embracing that his former bully was now his boyfriend; and that with his help Reggie would get his car back, and that hopefully with Reggie’s love and support he would get his Daddy back. The next day Jughead walked over to his boyfriends locker, and greeted his beloved. 
 
“Hey you.” 
    Reggie grinned at that as he spoke. 
 
“Hey handsome, (before continuing he took out a bottle of lotion) Let me see those bruises my Prince.” 
   At those words Jughead rolled up his shirt, and as Reggie applied the lotion Jughead moaned appreciatively. 
 
“God that feels amazing!” 
     Reggie smiled gently at that as he spoke. 
 
“So does this.” 
    That said Reggie leaned forward and captured Jughead’s lips with his own as he kept applying the lotion. Twenty minutes later Jughead walked into the lounge with Reggie and as his boyfriend walked over to join Archie and the others on the couches Jughead crossed over to the vending machines and as soon as he stood from retrieving his chips he was face to face with Betty, causing him to jump as he tried to come up with something to say, but before he could Betty brought back a fist and punched him in the gut, taking him down to the floor as he gasped for breath. 
 
“B-Betty, What?” 
   At the gasped question Betty spoke up with rage ringing in her voice. 
 
“Don’t ‘what’ me Jughead, I saw you with Reggie! If you wanted to break up with me you could have had the decency to at least talk to me! You didn’t have to cheat on me with someone that you’ve claimed to hate since we were eight years old!” 
   Before continuing Betty took a deep breath. 

“It’s a good thing that FP can’t remember you right now, because he’d be disappointed in you for making such bad choices! I hope that you rot in hell because we’re done! I don’t just mean as a couple since that clearly doesn’t matter to you anymore, but I mean as friends and partners on the paper, and whatever else we may have been!” 
    That said Betty turned and walked out leaving Jughead on the floor clutching his injured stomach and the next thing he knew Reggie and Archie were standing over him, and Reggie was talking to him. 
 
“Jug, honey are you okay?” 
   Jughead looked up at that as Reggie reached a hand down to help him up, as he shifted to stand Jughead spoke up. 
 
“I’ll live, although I could go without getting punched in the gut again, seeing as that was the second time within two days that someone has punched or kicked me in the gut.” 
   Before he could continue Archie spoke up as he studied his friend. 
 
“Jug, What happened?”  
    At that Jughead spoke to his boyfriend and his best friend, the brother of his heart. 
 
“Betty happened, apparently she saw me and Reg making out so she punched me in the gut both literally and figuratively. She yelled at me about everything between me and Reg, than she said that it was a good thing that Dad can’t remember me right now because he’d be disappointed in me dating someone who used to bully me.” 
    When Reggie heard that he wrapped a supportive arm around Jughead’s shoulders and kissed him on the forehead even as Archie spoke again. 
 
“I’m sorry Jug, but you have to know that she’s wrong. FP loves you no matter what, and even if he doesn’t consciously remember that right now, it’s still in there somewhere, and if he knew about this he might be confused and concerned at first, but he wouldn’t be disappointed, especially after you explained things to him, and when he comes back to himself you can sort everything out.” 
   Jughead nodded numbly at that even if in the moment he wasn’t sure if that was true, given that his Daddy had no idea who he was at the moment, but he desperately wanted to believe that Dad wouldn’t be disappointed in his choices. With that in mind the trio left the lounge and went on with their days trying to think about anything other than the mess that their lives were right now. 
   The next day Fred and FP were working one of the job sites for Andrews Construction since Fred needed to work and FP needed something to distract himself from everything that was happening. So when Fred had offered him a job he’d leapt at the opportunity to get his mind on other things. As FP walked the site of what had once been the drive in he was approaching the pieces of what had once been the projection booth when he was hit by a series of flashes of him talking to the kid he’d seen in his trailer after the attack, all of which blurred together except one.
Flashback: The Twilight Drive-In- The morning after closing.
   Just as he turned away from tagging the projection booth Jughead saw his Dad standing behind him, watching him with wary eyes, but before he could speak FP did.
 
“They’ll tear that booth down too. Raze the whole place, send it to the junkyard and us along with it.”
   Jughead shrugged at that as he spoke to his Dad in the first conversation they’d had in months.
 
“Yeah, Maybe they’ll save it, all of the pieces. Store it in the town hall attic and rebuild it in a hundred years…wonder who the hell we were.” 
    At those words the Jones men shared a smile before FP spoke up, bringing them crashing back to the present moment. 
 
“Hmm….So where are you gonna live now?” 
    Jughead sighed heavily at that as he moved to walk past his Dad. 
 
“I’ll figure it out Dad…I always do.” 
    That said FP watched with a broken heart as his beautiful baby boy walked away from him, because while he knew that it was his fault that Jughead had left home, and he’d had the Serpents keeping an eye on Jug while he’d been living at the drive in FP hated the idea of Jughead living on the streets, hunting up scraps of food and constantly searching for a warm place to sleep, and there was nothing that he wanted more than for Jughead to come home. 
Flashback over:. 
   As FP came back to himself he kicked some of the rubble and ended up getting his ankle caught in some exposed pipes in a hole in the ground and falling into a pile of rubble. Soon Fred was rushing over and helping him up. As FP was pushing back to a standing position with Fred’s help he saw what looked like words on some of the rubble and he could faintly make out the words “Jughead Jones Wuz Here” in pieces on the junk. However since that didn’t make sense to his rattled brain and his ankle hurt he shrugged it off and allowed Fred to lead him over to the truck to get him to the hospital so that he could get looked over. Later that night Fred and FP were back at the Andrews house sitting in the living room and talking when Fred spoke up finally asking his friend what had happened. 
 
“So buddy, What happened out there today?” 
    At the question FP sighed heavily before speaking up. 

“I was going to clear the debris that used to be the projection booth, but when I was walking around I got all of these flashes of that kid who was in my trailer after I was attacked.”  

    Before continuing FP took a shaky breath.

“The only clear one was us talking outside the projection booth and him calling me Dad, but I still don’t remember anything about him or what actually happened in the trailer. So while I was distracted I stepped wrong and twisted my ankle. Than while you were helping me stand I thought I saw the name Jughead Jones on some of the rubble.” 
   Once again FP took a breath before continuing. 
 
“What kind of name is Jughead? I mean if I had a kid, you’d think that I woulda come up with a better name for them.”
   When he heard that Fred didn’t know what to say especially given what both Jughead and Jellybeans actual names were, and that FP had chosen Jughead’s nickname but he took a deep breath before speaking trying not to reveal anything that would confuse his friend any more than he already was. 
 
“What like Forsythe, cause even you don’t use that name? As for the rest of that I don’t know what to tell you other than maybe your head is trying to tell you something that you need to know. Just give yourself some time and hopefully things will come back to you, before you lose everything.” 
   FP nodded at that even if he didn’t understand what Fred meant about losing everything, since at the moment there were a lot of blank spaces in his memory. Instead of dwelling on what he couldn’t remember he and Fred spent the rest of the night talking about other things.  
   Meanwhile after spending the afternoon and early evening wandering the streets of the Southside looking for Reggie’s car Jughead and Reggie decided to go back to Pops house to take a break while the older man was working. At the moment they were stretched out on Jughead’s bed. The next thing Jughead knew Reggie was shifting on top of him and running his huge warm hands over his beloveds body. As Jughead laid on the bed reveling in the loving touch of his boyfriend he felt Reggie pushing his boxers down his legs, even as he was kissing his way down Jughead’s body, going from his neck to his waist and back up the other side before repeating the process as Jughead gasped in pleasure.
   Soon Jughead felt Reggie kissing his hips and moving down his body and what happened next had him seeing stars. It came without warning, a strange, wet sensation against his front hole that startled him, pulling moans from his throat, and sending electric jolts straight to his dick.
   At the movement Jughead lifted his head to see what was happening, and when he did he met Reggie’s dark, lust-filled eyes, finding a devilish smirk playing across his lips. At first Jughead was at a loss for what could have caused his body to react the way it had to Reggie’s ministrations; until he saw Reggie licking his lips suggestively, and realized, ‘Oh God! It was his tongue!’ The knowledge made his already hardening dick twitch, and his body curious for more, so that he could see what a few more licks would feel like against his sensitive entrance, causing him to speak up.
 
“Reggie!”
   At the sound of his name from his beloved Reggie smirked knowing that he now had Jughead’s full attention.
 
“Yes Jug?”
    As he spoke Reggie acted like he was innocent, crawling up Jughead’s body towards his face, before leaning  forward to nibble at Jughead’s neck, leaving marks for the whole town to see, even as Jughead spoke up. 
 
“Do that again!” 
    Even as he spoke Jughead shoved Reggie away, and back down between his legs with an urgency he’d never felt before. At that action Reggie chuckled, his warm breath ghosting over Jughead’s hardening cock, as he spoke to him. 
 
“Get on your hands and knees.” 
    At that Jughead immediately obeyed, rising onto all fours as Reggie settled between his legs, with his breath warm against Jughead’s bare skin; and his strong fingers gently parting his cheeks, with his tongue sweeping over Jughead’s hole, testing and teasing. Jughead just gasped and shuddered at the action, it felt strange and incredible and had him scrunching the sheets between his fingers, and rocking his hips back to meet Reggie’s tongue halfway. At that action Reggie’s tongue circled his hole, while his free hand reached between Jughead’s legs to stroke his dick, just as he pressed the tip of his tongue into the opening. 
    Jughead cried out Reggie’s name with his arms shaking, straining to hold his weight as the pleasure of the moment unfurled in his stomach, sending electric tendrils through his bloodstream. Soon Jughead felt a finger entering him, and the strokes increased as Reggie’s tongue continued to explore, going deeper, before sliding back, skimming Jughead’s  rim and diving back in again. For Jughead there was no holding back the moans, the  

“Oh Gods’ and ‘Reggie, please, faster don’t stop, more!” 
   Soon Jughead’s arms gave way and he fell face first onto the covers with his ass in the air, completely at Reggie’s mercy, causing him to pant into the mattress; his words getting lost in the fabric, as his mind lost all sense of time and the world around him, in a haze of nothing but blinding heavenly pleasure! Jughead gasped into the mattress as he felt a pleasure like nothing he’d ever felt before building in his gut, spreading like wildfire to every inch of his being, and with Reggie’s fist wrapped around his dick, and his tongue and fingers deep inside of his body, Jughead came, with his loud cry echoing in the quiet hours of early morning. 
   Once that happened the rest of his body dropped to the bed, and Jughead gasped in deep breaths, blinking sweat from his eyes, as he laughed feeling giddy and dizzy from the high of his climax. As Jughead laid there lost in the aftermath of one of the most intense orgasms he’d ever felt it took a few minutes for everything to come back into focus. When everything came back he felt Reggie thrusting into him, slowly, deeply, like he had all the time in the world. At these actions Jughead sighed happily, feeling the pleasure building between his legs once again. 
    As far as Jughead was concerned there was no urgency, was more than happy to let Reggie continue with the lazy thrusts as his dick twitched in response. Soon Reggie pulled out of Jughead, and whispered in his ear to roll over; which he did, with his rear still propped up by the pillow. Once that happened Reggie settled between his spread legs, which had Jughead hiking up his legs more, wanting and needing Reggie to to go as deep as he could. As all of that was happening Jughead pulled Reggie in for a desperate kiss, as he slid back into him, Jughead’s fingers gripped Reggie’s biceps tightly as he rocked his hips in time with Reggie’s thrusts. 
    As time passed the couple moved as one, hearts pounding and moans swallowed by ravenous kisses. Jughead was hard again, with his dick aching, and captured between his stomach and Reggie’s, the friction and sense of being filled was enough to drive him to another climax. When that happened they arrived together, releasing simultaneously, with their names lost in eachothers mouths, bodies trembling, and clinging to eachother as they rode out their high. 
    Soon after Reggie came back down to earth and pulled out of Jughead, his seed spilling out onto the sheets, mixing with Jughead’s own as he did. When that happened Jughead let out a shaky breath, wincing as he shifted away from the mess, tossing the used up pillow to the floor as he half laid, half collapsed on top of Reggie, with his head resting on his chest listening to his beloveds heart return to a steady rhythm. As Jughead laid on his chest Reggie’s fingers tangled in his messy locks, Jughead just laid there gasping because nothing had ever felt that amazing before, and he couldn’t imagine anything better for his first time. As Jughead laid there in stunned silence Reggie spoke up, in a voice husky and slurred from fatigue. 
 
“How was that?” 
    Jughead smiled as he spoke. 
 
“That was incredible, now I know why you call yourself ‘Mantle the Magnificent’ because that was absolutely magnificent!”  
   Before continuing Jughead shifted so that he was on his elbows and he could see Reggie’s face. 
 
“We can absolutely do that again soon right?” 
    At that question Reggie laughed lightly as he smiled up at his boyfriend. 
 
“Hell yes we can!”  
   When he heard that Jughead lowered his face to capture Reggie’s lips with his in a sweat kiss, when that happened Reggie licked Jughead’s lips as he spoke. 
 
“So it’s my turn next time right?” 
    At that Jughead smiled and shook his head, kissing Reggie once more before he laid back down on the bed beside him, he was sweaty and sticky, but all his body wanted in that moment was sleep. As Reggie and Jughead slept they had no idea that they were being watched, or that the next night the search for Reggie’s car was going to become much more dangerous than either of them could anticipate, or that what they found was going to change everything. 
     The next night after telling Pop that they were going to look for Reggie’s car again, Jughead and Reggie headed for Fox Forest to check by all of the abandoned properties in the woods. After about two hours of nothing they stumbled on the old Conway house and when they wandered around to the back of the house they saw Bella parked in the middle of the yard causing Reggie to leap forward closely followed by Jughead. Once he saw his car and after checking for damage and finding none Reggie tried to open the door only to find it locked causing him to speak up as he turned back towards Jughead. 
 
“It’s locked, but I say we go in and search the place for my keys, and for whatever jackass had the nerve to steal my car.”
   At that Jughead spoke up as he studied the ramshackle cabin in the middle of the quickly darkening woods.
 
“Okay, but if we go in we stay together the whole time.”
    Reggie nodded at that before they walked up onto the porch, but the second that they were through the door they were jumped by a bunch of guys and instantly knocked out. Two hours later Jughead woke up to find himself tied to a bed and at the chill in the air he looked down to see that he’d been stripped down to his boxers.  
    As Jughead looked around the room trying to figure out what had happened he saw a laptop sitting open on a table under the window, with a camera pointed at him and the bed. When he saw that Jughead fought against his bonds as he thought about the implications of that kind of setup and of Reggie. The next thing Jughead knew the door to the room that he was trapped in opened and as soon as he saw who was walking in he spoke up angrily, trying to hide his fear as he took in someone who had given him the creeps from the moment that they met. 
 
“Chic? What the hell?” 
    Chic grinned at that in a way that chilled Jughead’s blood almost as much as the older boys next words. 
 
“Well my pretty, I knew from the moment that I met you that you’d be the perfect subject for my fantasy fulfillment videos, especially the unwilling victim parts.” 
    When he heard that Jughead shivered before speaking up.   
 
“I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about but if you think that you’re gonna  record us having sex or some sick shit like that you’re clearly delusional! Now where is Reggie?” 
    Chic laughed at that. 
 
“Yeah I am delusional, but we’re definitely going to be fucking whether you like it or not; in fact the less you enjoy it the better my audience likes it, especially if I make it hurt, which I will every single time, and that’s not even mentioning the other things I’m gonna do to you when we’re not fucking! There’s a reason that the particular video series I’m doing with you is called ‘The Pleasure of Pain’.” 
   Before he continued Chic took a deep breath and relished in the horrified expression on Jughead’s face as he thrashed desperately in his bonds, but it was no use, and he was brought back to the moment as Chic spoke again. 
  
“As far as your hot boyfriend he’s locked up in another part of the house with my men, and when we get started he’ll be forced to watch as I have my fun with you! For tonight though I’ve got things to set up and calls to make, so I’m going to let you get used to things. However before I go I’ll leave you with one last thought and ask you how your snake daddy is doing since me and mine paid him a visit? Is his memory still all fucked up like I wanted?” 
    When he heard that Jughead stared angrily at Chic as he spoke. 
 
“You’re the one that attacked my Dad? You made him forget me? Why would you do that?” 
    Chic laughed at that and spoke up as he prepared to leave the room.  
 
“I was, as far as why other than for the fun of it, it’s because I wanted you and I needed you unprotected or at least more unprotected than you would’ve been with him.” 
    Before continuing Chic took a deep breath.
“This way if his memories do come back, he’ll have to suffer with the knowledge that he couldn’t stop me from hurting you, and if they don’t than no one will ever know what happened to you and your pretty boyfriend, you’ll just end up as another mysterious death in this crazy town, that the police won’t investigate because they don’t care about Southside trash like you!” 
   That said Chic turned and left the room leaving Jughead with a lot to think about as he laid tied to a bed in the murder cabin, thinking about everything that had been said, and about his Daddy and his boyfriend, dreading what was going to happen when Chic came back and the camera was turned on.  
   The next morning Jughead woke up and temporarily forgot where he was until he tried to move and was jerked back by the bonds on his wrists. Soon after that as Jughead laid on the bed trying not to think about what was happening the door opened and Chic walked in and over to the computer ignoring Jughead as he signed into the website and spoke to the people on the other side of the camera. 
 
“Welcome to the show gentlemen, as you know this is the unwilling victim room, so I hope that you all enjoy the show. Now let’s get started.” 
    That said Chic stood up and stripped as he moved towards the bed, and once he got there he spread Jughead’s legs and pushed them over his head before securing them to the bedposts along with Jughead’s wrists, leaving the younger boys asshole exposed to the camera, which had appreciative whistles and catcalls coming from his audience. When that happened Jughead whimpered fearfully as he tried to adjust to his new position; which only someone as limber as Jughead could manage without being in absolute agony. Once that was done Chic lined himself up and shoved full force and completely dry into Jughead’s exposed asshole, bringing out an agonized scream, as he was filled up and stretched open painfully wide by the older boys enormous length. 
 
“N-uh-ugh-ah! Don’t, please stop! It’s too much! It hurts! Please take it out! I can’t!” 
    At those desperate screams rather than stopping Chic just went harder and faster, pushing in deeper and deeper with every forward thrust, aiming directly for Jughead’s prostate every time but stopping short before he hit, refusing to allow Jughead to cum, since the only thing that mattered was his pleasure. To Jughead the process seemed to go on forever and he hated the fact that he couldn’t stop crying because he was giving Chic exactly what he wanted.    
    Eventually everything stopped, but that was only after Chic had cum at least six times deep inside of Jughead and when that happened he pulled out so quickly it pulled another desperate whimper from Jughead, even as he moved away briefly to pull an enormous butt plug out of a nearby drawer before crossing back to the bed and shoving it forcefully deep into Jughead’s exposed opening. As soon as that was done Chic signed out of the chat and sent a copy of everything that he’d just done to both of the Andrews men, before he left the room, leaving Jughead stuck in the humiliating position with his legs over his head and his ass on full display, exposed to anyone who walked into the room. 
   Meanwhile in the basement Reggie was sitting on the cold concrete floor chained to a wall and sobbing after having been forced to watch the live feed of his beloved boyfriend being raped on camera. At that moment Reggie was brought out of his dark thoughts by the sound of footsteps on the stairs and soon Chic was walking into the room with a huge self-satisfied smile on his face. When he saw Reggie sitting on the floor sobbing he spoke up. 
 
“Did you enjoy the show big boy? There’s more to come, it’s one show a day of me fucking and torturing your sexy Serpent boy toy until I’m done with him, than I’ll kill him on camera and there’s nothing you or anyone else can do to stop me!”  
    At those words Reggie swallowed his tears and spoke up.  
 
“I may not be able to stop you, but the Serpents will! As soon as they figure this out they’re gonna come for us, and they’ll kill you for what you did to Jug!” 
    When he heard that Chic laughed before speaking again. 
 
“Maybe, maybe not, but for now I’ll leave you to think about how I just spent six hours fucking your boyfriend live on the internet, and now that’s out there forever, just like everything else on the internet!”   
   Before continuing Chic took a deep breath.

“From now on and forever if anyone even Googles your pretty boyfriend these videos will pop up for all the world to see and even if by some miracle one of you survives this that won’t go away, anyone who sees my videos will know what a slut the pretty little Serpent was, and any hope he ever had at a positive future or career will be destroyed! Not that I plan on him having a future, but still.” 
    That said Chic and his men left the basement leaving Reggie with a lot to think about, knowing in that moment that Chic was right and that even if he and Jughead found a way out of this nightmare that Jughead would have to live with the pain and humiliation of having his most intimate and vulnerable moments broadcast to the world as he was tortured live on camera for anyone who went looking to see. The next morning when he woke up Jughead found himself kneeling on the bed with his legs spread, his ankles bound to the bedposts at the foot of the bed, with his back to the room, and his wrists still bound to the posts at the head of the bed. At a sound nearby Jughead turned to see Chic standing next to him holding a cat-o-nine tails causing Jughead to tense up as the older boy moved behind him, speaking to his viewers as he did. 
 
“Well for today’s show we’ll be starting with a physical punishment before we get to the fucking, so I hope you enjoy the show.” 
   That said he brought back the whip and hit Jughead across the back so hard that he felt it in his bones, and his entire body shook with the impact. After what felt like forever to Jughead, and once his back was completely covered in layer upon layer of lash marks, and essentially shredded Chic brought the whip down on Jughead’s exposed ass over and over leaving Jughead’s already sore ass broken and bleeding, and covered in layers of bloody lash marks.
  As soon as he was done with the beating Chic tossed aside the whip before moving back into position and shoving full force into Jughead’s badly battered backside, squeezing Jughead’s badly battered ass as he did causing the younger boy to cry out in pain. Jughead shook and sobbed from the pain as Chic pushed in deeper and deeper before finally releasing floods of cum deep inside of the younger boy.  
     Once that was done Chic pulled out, and replaced the butt plug, before briefly untying Jughead only to reposition him in the bed so that he was laid out with his badly battered back and backside touching the mattress, ensuring that he would be in absolute agony the whole time, before resecuring him, turning off the camera, and walking out of the room with a dark smile on his face. 
    Meanwhile as all of that was happening Pop Tate was walking up the path to the Andrews house worrying about Jughead who had never come home the night before. Taking a deep breath Pop stepped up to the front door and knocked, and moments later the door was opened by Fred who greeted him a confused smile, as he stepped back to let the other man in as he spoke. 
 
“Pop, What’s going on? Is Jug okay?” 
    At the question Pop spoke up anxiously. 
 
“Fred, I don’t know, he never came home last night after he went to help Reggie look for his car in Fox Forest and I haven’t heard from him since. Where’s FP?” 
   When he heard that Fred was instantly worried, as he sent a look towards the stairs and the guest room where FP was resting. 
 
“FP’s upstairs resting, but are you saying that Jug is missing?” 
   Pop sighed heavily at that before speaking up. 
 
“I don’t know, I had to work last night but I talked to Jug on the phone about him going with Reggie to look for the car, and he told me that he’d probably be home late, but when I got home this morning his bed hadn’t been slept in, and now he’s not answering his phone, so I don’t know what to do especially with FP in the condition that he’s in right now.” 
    When he heard all of that Fred took a shaky breath before speaking up. 
 
“I don’t know what’s happening right now, but we’re going to do whatever it takes to find Jug and to help FP find his way back to himself.” 
   At that moment before Pop could say anything Archie came running into the room holding his laptop causing both men to study him with worry in his eyes, and Fred was the first to speak up. 
 
“Arch, What’s wrong kiddo?” 
    At that question Archie took a shaky breath before speaking up. 
 
“I just got an email from an unknown sender, and when I opened it there were live videos of Jughead being raped and beaten by that Chic guy, and Chic talking about how they were videos for his fantasy fulfillment website, specifically the unwilling victim part! He’s hurting Jug! We have to find him before it’s too late!” 
   Upon hearing all of that both Pop and Fred were horrified about what was being done to Jughead, but despite his fear Fred managed to speak up. 
 
“We will Arch, we’re not going to give up until we figure this out! We’re going to bring Jug home and help him through this mess!” 
   When he heard that Archie spoke up thinking about both FP and Jughead, but specifically about FP in the moment since in his right mind there was nothing that FP wouldn’t do for Jughead, but in his current state of mind he probably wouldn’t care if Jughead died, causing him to speak up. 
 
“What about FP? What do we tell him? Jug needs his Dad, we have to figure out how to get FP’s memories back so he can be there for Jug when we find him!” 
    At that Fred sighed heavily, laying a comforting hand on Archie’s shoulder, as he spoke. 
 
“I don’t know Arch, I want to press FP to get him to remember Jug, but unfortunately that would do more harm than good, so we’re going to have to let it come back on its own. As far as what we’re going to tell him, for now we’re not going to tell him anything about Jug, but we’re going to figure things out.” 
   That said after Pop left to go back to the diner Fred and Archie moved into the dining room to talk about everything, to try and figure out how to save Jughead and help FP through everything, hoping that they would be able to find Jughead before it was too late, and that they would be able to help both Jones men through everything that had happened. As the night went on Archie was determined to find a way to snap FP out of his memory loss, knowing that Jughead would need his Daddy to heal from what was happening to him. 
   A week later while unbeknownst to him everyone who cared about them was searching for both him and Reggie Jughead was sitting in the room that he’d been locked in since this nightmare had started Jughead was sitting on the bed with every part of his body vibrating with pain, feeling grateful in the moment that Chic had stopped tying his legs to the bed between sessions at least, so that he could move at least a little bit anyway. 
   In that moment as Jughead continued to sit on the bed feeling hopeless and terrified he was jolted back to attention when the door opened and Chic walked in with some random guy, causing Jughead to jolt in surprise given that the guy was the first person other than Chic that he’d seen since this nightmare had started. When that happened before Jughead could say anything Chic spoke up. 
 
“Hello my pretty, my associate here paid me extra to give him a private session of camera with you, so I’ll leave you two to your fun!” 
    That said Chic left the room leaving Jughead alone with the other teenager, when that happened as the boy approached the bed Jughead jerked against his bonds, crying out in fear. 
 
“Please don’t! I can’t take anymore!” 
     At the plea the boy spoke up as he moved to untie Jughead’s wrists. 
 
“I’m not gonna hurt you kid, I only asked for the private session so I could help get you out of this extremely fucked up situation!” 
   When he heard that Jughead rubbed his now freed wrists as he spoke. 
 
“What about Reggie? I don’t wanna leave him, We have to help him too!” 
    The older teen sighed at that before speaking up. 
 
“I know, but I can’t get you both out right now, and you’re the one that’s messed up right now, but I swear once I get you out, I’ll send help back here for your boyfriend! Now let’s get you out of here, before that fuckhead comes back!” 
    That said the two boys ran out of the room, down the stairs, and out of the house, but they had barely made it to the head of one of the trails out of Fox Forest when a gunshot rang out and the other boy fell to the forest floor with a bullet hole in the back of his head. When that happened Jughead fell to the ground stunned and terrified. The next thing he knew Chic was there picking him up and carrying him back to the house as he sobbed fearfully. Twenty minutes later they were back in the bedroom and Chic threw Jughead back on the bed hard enough that he bounced and it sent waves of pain vibrating through his badly battered body before speaking up as he moved towards the closet. 
 
“If you move from that bed before I say so, I’ll kill your boyfriend! I’ll go down to where I’m keeping him and I’ll cut out his heart, before I bring it back up here and shove it down your throat until you choke on it!” 
   When he heard that Jughead choked back a sob, but he didn’t move and soon Chic was coming back with a set of heavy iron chains, which he wrapped around the headboard multiple times before securing them around Jughead’s upper body, and waist before finally securing thick manacles to the younger boys wrists as he spoke. 
 
“You’re lucky that some of my customers are into bondage or all of that would be a problem, and if you thought that things hurt before, than you’re in for the shock of a lifetime, because it’s about to get ten times worse for you!” 
    That said Chic moved away briefly to grab something and when he came back Jughead saw the huge knife that the older boy was holding causing him to speak up desperately as he jerked against the chains holding him in place. 
 
“W-wait! Don’t! Please don’t kill me!” 
   Chic just laughed at that as he moved to sit on Jughead’s legs pinning down the already trapped boy even more as he spoke. 
  
“I’m not killing you yet my pretty, but I am going to mark you as what you are, which is a toy, and my property to do with as I please!” 
    That said Chic lowered the knife to Jughead’s chest and began carving into it causing Jughead to sob and scream in agony. After what felt like forever Chic had finished and now Jughead had the words “Fantasy Fuck Toy” carved deep into his chest. Before leaving the room Chic spoke up again.  
 
“There! Now when they find your body everyone who hasn’t seen my videos will know exactly what you were before you died! My pretty little ‘Fantasy Fuck Toy’ only meant to be played with and tossed away once you’ve outlived your usefulness!” 
     That said Chic left the room leaving Jughead chained up, bleeding and broken in body and spirit feeling hopeless and lost as he realized that no one was going to find him, at least not before he died.  
     As he sat in the quickly darkening room it sank in that everything that had been done to him had been recorded and posted on the internet for all of the world to see, which meant that even if by some small chance he survived this he’d never be able to fully move beyond what had been done, because the internet was forever, and now so were the videos of him being brutalized and broken down by a sadistic maniac. 
   Meanwhile at the Andrews house FP walked into Archie’s room to see Archie sobbing furiously; and banging his head and fists against the wall, causing FP to quickly lay his hand on the kids back as he spoke. 
 
“Whoa, whoa, kid, What’s wrong?” 
   At the question Archie took a shaky breath as as he looked at the man who had always been like a second Dad to him; before shakily grabbing his baseball bat as he spoke. 
 
“I’m sorry FP, I need to do this and I really hope it works….because Jug needs you!” 
    That said he slammed the bat into FP’s head; and as FP fell to the floor and darkness swallowed him, it was like the flood gates in his head had been opened as flashes of memories attacked his brain…but one memory latched on before he opened his eyes again. 
 
Flashback: Six year old Jughead. 
   FP Jones tried not to smile as he watched his six year old bouncing around the trailer, because it was way past Jughead’s bed time and the kid didn’t seem to be anywhere near ready to sleep causing him to speak as he put out an arm and scooped Jughead up into his lap. 
 
“Juggie baby, you need to go to sleep, it’s late and you know Mommy won’t be happy with us if you’re still up when she gets home.” 
    At those words Jughead just grinned up at his Daddy as he spoke. 
 
“I don’t wanna sleep Daddy! I just wanna be with you Daddy!” 
   FP grinned at that as he continued to hold his bouncing boy close as he spoke. 
 
“I know baby boy, and I love you and wanna be with you too, but you still need to sleep, especially if you wanna be awake enough to play with Red tomorrow!” 
   When he heard that Jughead smiled up at his Daddy as he thought about Archie. 
 
“I wanna play with Archie and Vegas Daddy!” 
    FP smiled at that before speaking up again. 
 
“Than you need to sleep baby boy.” 
   Jughead nodded at that and FP was finally able to get his boy tucked in with his slankie and Hot Dog, and once Jughead was under the covers FP kissed his forehead gently, before running a hand lovingly through his hair, and rubbing his cheek affectionately smiling when Jug instinctively turned into the loving touch, causing him to speak up. 
 
“I love you baby boy, always and forever.” 
   Jughead smiled at that mumbling a reply as he drifted off to sleep. 
 
“I love you too Daddy.” 
    FP smiled at that as he watched his baby sleep knowing that there was nothing that he wouldn’t do for Jughead. 
Flashback over:.  
   FP blinked his eyes open as he stared up at his Red in confusion. 
 
“Red, What’s going on? What’s with the bat?” 
    At that question Archie sighed sadly as he set down the bat before speaking up. 
 
“I’m sorry FP, Jug needs you and I didn’t know what else to do, so I had to try.” 
   At those words FP laughed lightly, not yet knowing the gravity of the situation as he spoke. 
 
“Well that explains the headache.” 
    Before continuing he slowly stood up and laid a gentle hand on Archie’s right shoulder. 
 
“Where is he Red, Where’s Jug?”  
    At the question Archie took a shaky breath before responding. 
 
“We don’t know yet…I’m sorry FP, he was kidnapped by Chic….like a week ago, along with Reggie.” 
    When he heard that FP clutched at his heart at the news that he’d just heard. 
 
“What! Oh God, we have to get him back Red…we just have too!” 
    At that Archie sighed sadly as he spoke. 
 
“Let’s go talk to Pop, he was letting Jug stay with him while you had memory loss.” 
    That said the duo left the Andrews house to go to talk to Pop after revealing to Fred that FP had his memory back, and soon they found themselves standing in the Wyrm talking. 
  
“Red, I’m gonna need you to explain something to me. Why would Chic even care about Reggie? How did Jug and Reggie even get mixed up together in the first place? Reggie Mantle has done nothing but hurt and terrorize my boy since elementary school, so what suddenly happened to change everything?” 
    Archie sighed heavily before speaking up. 
 
“Mr. Jones, please have a seat.” 
    At the request FP sat in the corner with Archie on a set of bean bag chairs, waiting anxiously as Archie prepared to speak. 
 
“During your memory loss, Jughead and Reggie ended up together, they’ve been dating for awhile now.” 
    When he heard that FP would’ve fallen down from the shock of the news if he hadn’t already been sitting, because while he didn’t care one way or another if Jughead identified as gay, straight, or a polar bear the idea of him dating his childhood bully worried him. 
 
“What!” 
    At the shock in FP’s voice Archie would’ve laughed if the situation weren’t so serious. 
 
“I know, it surprised me too at first, but they’re actually perfect together, and trust me Mr. Jones, Reggie loves your son with all of his heart, he’s really changed and he’s been treating Jug like the prince that he is.” 
  FP sighed as he ran a shaky hand through his hair before speaking up. 
 
“I believe you Red, and I guess it’s about time, it’s pretty clear that Reggie was only an ass before because of the influence of his trash father, but that kid deserves so much better, and Jug will give him that….Reggie deserves someone like Jug…I look forward to calling Reggie family.” 
   With his next words FP pulled his precious Red into a tight hug; rubbing his back gently. 
 
“I protect my family, so let’s get the boys back safely!” 
    At those words Archie laid his head on FP’s shoulder; cuddling into it as he spoke. 
 
“I love you Mr. Jones.” 
   FP smiled at that as he spoke. 
 
“I love you too Red, (before continuing FP took a deep breath) Now I need to know what’s happening to my boy.” 
    At that Archie sighed sadly before pulling out his laptop to show FP the videos. 
 
“Chic sent these videos of what he’s been doing to Jug, but you should brace yourself before you watch them because it’s bad.” 
    When he heard that FP took a shaky breath before clicking into the videos, watching as his son was repeatedly raped, and beaten for the sadistic pleasure of a viewing public, ending with the video of him being carved into and left bleeding and broken, causing FP to choke back his tears as he spoke.

”I’m gonna kill that sonofabitch!” 
     That said he and Archie walked over to make a plan to find and rescue Jughead and Reggie before it was too late. As FP and the Serpents prepared to enter Fox Forest to search for the boys Jughead was jolted back to awareness by a harsh slap across his still sore backside, causing him to jerk away but when he did he heard the clanking of chains, which had him looking up to see that he was hanging from the ceiling with chains wrapped around his arms and shoulders instead of being locked to the bed. At that moment Chic spoke up bringing his attention back to the present moment. 
 
“Well, well, I see that you’re awake my pretty, and now it’s time to show you how much worse things can get before you die!” 
    When he heard that Jughead whimpered fearfully before he managed to speak up. 
 
“P-please don’t! I don’t wanna die!” 
    At that Chic smiled before picking up a lead pipe, stepping forward and wrapping one arm around Jughead’s waist, before positioning himself behind Jughead preparing to shove into the younger boys asshole as he simultaneously positioned the pipe to shove it deep into Jughead’s front hole, before Jughead could take in a breath to brace himself for what was coming Chic shoved in from both sides simultaneously causing Jughead to scream in agony as he pushed in as deep as physically possible on both sides; going so deep that he could feel the end of the pipe against the tip of his dick, making him laugh in demented glee at the pain he was causing the smaller boy. 

“Oh God! P-please stop! I can’t, it’s too much! Please don’t, P-please stop!” 
    Even as Jughead sobbed in agony Chic  kept going until he eventually released deep inside of Jughead and once that happened he pulled out from both sides, being especially forceful when he pulled the now blood and cum stained pipe out.    
    Once he’d pulled out and redressed he stepped away briefly before coming back with his belt which he than wrapped around Jughead’s neck, pulling the belt through the buckle and pulling it tight, until it could go no further, causing the barely conscious boy to jerk in his bonds, not stopping until Jughead stopped moving. Once that happened Chic moved across the room and released the chains so quickly that Jughead’s body hit the ground with an audible thud. 
    As soon as that happened Chic turned off the camera and left the room to go have some fun with the pretty little Serpents boyfriend. Soon after that he walked into the basement and over to Reggie, before dragging the boy across the room and laying him out, before sitting on top of him keeping the bigger boy pinned to the ground as he spoke. 
 
“I had my fun with the little Serpent Prince before I finished him off, but I’ll admit that I’m still curious about his pretty toy, so now it’s your turn big boy!” 
   
    At that Reggie cried out desperately as he barely managed to push Chic off of him and run….only to be tackled onto his stomach and pinned once again. When that happened Reggie cried out in pain as Chic stabbed him in the right hip. Tears ran down Reggie’s cheeks as Chic rolled him back onto his back and started rubbing his cock through his boxers, speaking to the terrified football player as he did. 
 
“Let’s see what Jughead loved so much about you!” 
    Even as all of that was happening FP, Archie, and the others had found their way to the cabin and were making their way inside. However just as Chic moved to grab the top of Reggie’s boxers he was shot in the head; killing him instantly. As Chic landed on the floor next to a shell shocked Reggie FP slowly approached, speaking to him hesitantly as he did. 
 
“Reg-.” 
    As he spoke FP sighed sadly before trying to lay a gentle hand on Reggie’s shoulder, but as soon as his hand made contact Reggie started sobbing and shaking uncontrollably as he crab crawled away until he was huddled in a corner.
 
“No, No! Please don’t touch me!”
    FP sighed sadly at that before once again approaching the terrified and injured teenager, who had been bullying his boy for years, and who was now Jughead’s boyfriend; which was something that FP still had to wrap his head around. After taking a deep breath FP sighed heavily again because he also knew that this poor kid needed a real father, not an abusive asshole like Marty Mantle….and FP was ready to be that and more for his son’s true love…he was ready to give the poor boy the chance that he deserved, and to let Reggie know that he wasn’t a bad kid, or a bad person, and that a bully wasn’t who he really was. With that in mind FP spoke up. 
 
“Reggie it’s okay, it’s FP-it’s Jughead’s Dad, you’re both gonna be okay, the Serpents and I are gonna get both of you outta here!” 
     When he heard that Reggie looked up and when he did it was looking into the eyes of his beloved, causing him to take a shaky breath before speaking as he sniffled back his tears. 
 
“Mr. Jones? You remember Jug? He told me what happened; he said that you forgot him, and that you couldn’t even remember what happened to you!” 
    FP frowned at that as he spoke. 
 
“Yea kid, I remember. What happened was terrible, but thanks to Red taking a bat to my head, I remember everything now, so let’s get you the hell out of here and get you home!” 
    Suddenly Reggie seized FP’s shirt as he sobbed and shook hard again….so hard that he could barely get his terrified voice under control. 
 
“When you say home…you can’t mean-? Please you can’t….please don’t send me back there! He’ll kill me for being gone this long without telling him where I’ve been! Please, I can’t go back there!” 
    At those words FP quickly pulled the terrified boy into his arms for a hug as he spoke. 
 
“Shh kiddo, I’m not sending you back there….you’re moving into the trailer park immediately! I’ll take care of you now, I swear!” 
   Before continuing FP took a deep breath. 
 
“You’re with Jug now, so that makes you family…and at the very least an honorary Serpent…and Serpents take care of their own. So I swear that I’ll treat you the way Marty never has…the way that you’ve always deserved to be treated! You’ll be okay. Now can I carry you out of here?” 
   At that question Reggie slowly nodded yes, so FP gently picked him up and when that happened Reggie shut his eyes and cuddled into FP’s shoulder. As soon as FP reached the top of the stairs he saw Archie carrying his poor bleeding brother for life. When he saw the deep bruising on Jughead’s neck, and the words, ‘Fantasy Fuck Toy’ carved deep into his baby’s chest FP nearly choked on his breath, and shuddered as he spoke.  
 
“Come on Red, let’s get them out of here!” 
    That said FP, Archie and the Serpents left the murder cabin with Sweet Pea getting behind the wheel of Reggie’s car to drive it back to the trailer park after handing over Jughead’s beanie which he’d found in one of the rooms in the cabin along with Jughead’s clothes. Once Sweet Pea was behind the wheel everyone else piled into Hog Eyes van knowing that despite the fact that both boys were safe now, they still had a long way to go before they would be okay again. 
     An hour later with the help of his Red and his Serpents FP managed to get both boys back into the trailer, and once they were through the door he directed Reggie to go sit on the couch while he got Jughead set up in the bedroom. As FP was getting everything together to patch up Jughead’s injuries Archie was sitting with Reggie and helping him put bandages on his stab wound. 
   As FP set the first aid kit on the bedside table he looked down at his poor battered baby and sighed sadly before reaching out and running a hand through Jughead’s hair, which had Jughead jolting awake with a whimper as he stared around the room with wide terrified eyes, which had FP speaking up reassuringly. 
 
“It’s okay baby, don’t try to talk or move too much, you and Reggie are safe now and I’m gonna patch you up and let you get some real sleep.” 
    Jughead nodded miserably at that so FP began the painstaking process of doctoring all of Jughead’s external injuries and once the bandages were in place and Jughead was sitting up with a glass of water FP just stayed there holding his baby close to his side. At that moment FP was brought out of his dark thoughts by Jughead speaking up in a raspy and tired voice.  
 
“Daddy? Is this real, are we really home? Do you really remember me now?” 
    FP sighed heavily at that before speaking up. 
  
“Yes baby-this is real, we’re home and I remember everything now, especially you, and I love you always and forever! It’s over now, and that bastard is never going to touch you again!” 
   Jughead whimpered before speaking again. 
 
“It’s not over though! Those videos of Chic hurting me are out there on the internet for everyone to see and they’re never gonna go away, just like the words on my chest, everyone’s gonna know now! It’s never gonna go away, so it’s never gonna be over!”
   At that FP sighed sadly and kissed Jughead’s forehead before speaking up.
 
“I know baby boy and I’m so sorry that any of this happened to you, but you have a lot of people right here who’re going to help you through this mess!”
   Before continuing FP took a deep breath.
 
“You’ve got me and Fred and Red, and  Pop and and the Serpents, and now you have Reggie, so you’re gonna get through this, because none of us are going anywhere, but for now you should try and get some sleep.” 
   Jughead just nodded tiredly before falling into an exhausted slumber leaning against his Daddy’s side, and using him like a pillow, and as hard as that made it for FP to move he couldn’t bring himself to care, because he finally had his baby back, and there was nothing that he wouldn’t do to protect Jughead from anything that the world threw at him. Later that night FP was awakened by his son crying and yelling in his sleep. 
 
“Don’t do it! Please stop, Don’t make me hurt Daddy! No Daddy, Don’t hurt him!”  
     At those words FP quickly grabbed Jughead by the shoulders and attempted to shake him awake as gently as possible, speaking to him softly as he did. 
 
“Jug, C’mon, wake up baby!”  
     Jughead gasped as his tear-filled eyes snapped open….but since he was still stuck in his nightmare all he saw was Chic leaning over him menacingly and speaking to him in a mocking voice filled with mean-spirited laughter, meaning that Jughead only heard Chic’s voice and not the soothing voice of his Daddy.
 
“Baby, Are you okay?” 
    Jughead cried out fearfully as he unknowingly pushed his Dad out of the bed. 
 
“Get away from me! Please stop hurting me! I can’t take anymore, please stop!” 
    At those words FP shakily pushed back to his feet as he spoke. 
 
“Oh baby, it’s just me-.” 
     But because he was still trapped in his nightmare Jughead just kept repeating ‘I hurt Daddy’ and ‘I’m sorry Daddy’ until FP gently brought his boys head to his chest; running his fingers through his hair and rubbing soothing circles in his lower back, as he spoke finally bringing Jughead back to reality.   
 
“Shh, It’s okay baby, it’s just a nightmare. I’m right here baby boy, Daddy’s got you.” 
    At those words since Jughead could finally hear his Daddy’s heartbeat through the noise in his head, he knew that it was a nightmare, causing him to cling to his Daddy’s sleep shirt hard as he broke down and cried against his chest, taking in the soothing scent of aftershave and motor oil as he did. 
 
“I’m s-sorry Daddy! I was so scared!” 
    FP sighed sadly as he spoke. 
 
“I know baby, I know, it’s okay, I’ve got you.” 
    That said the father-son duo curled up together and went back to sleep for the rest of the night, and the next morning while Reggie was out for a walk to familiarize himself with the trailer park they sat together watching a movie, FP spoke up as he ran his fingers through his baby’s hair. 
 
“How’re you doing baby?” 
    At the question Jughead spoke up shakily. 
 
“I think I’m okay now.” 
     When he heard the shakiness in Jughead’s voice FP gently wrapped his son in a blanket and pulled him into his lap; holding him close as Jughead spoke softly. 
 
“I love you Daddy.” 
     As FP responded Hot Dog jumped up into Jughead’s lap, curled up and fell asleep in the Serpent Prince’s lap.  
 
“I love you too baby boy; so much and I’m right here, I’m not going anywhere. Daddy will always be here for you baby boy.” 
    That said FP gently kissed Jughead’s forehead as his son cuddled his head into his Daddy’s chest and joined their dog in sleep. Eventually after Reggie came back the trio ate dinner together and called it a night with Reggie sleeping on the sofa bed and the two Jones men and their dog sleeping in the bedroom.  
    Two days later after their first day back to school after everything while Reggie was going to the Andrews house to talk to Archie and Fred about everything Jughead walked back into the trailer feeling achy and exhausted since he hadn’t really slept through the night peacefully since being home, especially given that it was impossible to get comfortable in any of his usual sleeping positions since his entire body still hurt.  
    Once he was through the door Jughead walked into the living room and pulled out the sofa bed before collapsing into an exhausted slumber. Meanwhile as his boyfriend slept across town Reggie was sitting in the Andrews house with Fred and Archie, as they sat together Reggie was the first to speak. 
 
“Now that we’re home again I wanted to thank both of you for everything that you did for Jug and FP during FP’s memory loss, especially since I know how important both of them are to you.” 
    At that Fred spoke up. 
 
“Of course, FP’s been my best friend since we were both your age and we always said if we ever had kids, our kids would be best friends too, so when the boys were old enough we introduced them, and we’ve been like a family ever since and I wouldn’t change that for anything, but you should get back to the trailer so Jug isn’t alone for long while FP’s at work.” 
   As that was happening Pop was walking up to the Jones trailer needing to check on Jughead after everything that had happened to him. Just as he was about to knock Pop suddenly heard Jughead whimpering fearfully, and with the terrifying thought of someone trying to hurt or kidnap his Night Hawk again rushing through his head Pop grabbed a nearby shovel and used it to break the living room window before climbing in. 
    Once he was inside he saw Jughead tossing and turning in his sleep…and realized that it was only a nightmare, which caused him to sigh in relief even as he crossed the room to the sofa bed and once he was there he gently shifted the boy into a sitting position before just as gently shaking him awake, speaking to him as he did.  
 
“Jug-Juggie, C’mon kid wake up! Wake up!” 
    At those words Jughead’s tear-filled eyes snapped open, and at the sight of those tears Pop’s own eyes filled with tears as he quickly pulled Jughead into a comforting hug, speaking up again as he did. 
 
“Oh God, my poor beautiful Night Hawk…Thank goodness you’re alive and safe! I was so scared and beyond worried about you…but I have you back now my beautiful Night Hawk.” 
    At those words Jughead who was still trapped somewhere between his nightmare and reality screamed out. 
 
“I don’t want to be sold or used anymore! Please I can’t, not anymore! Please don’t make me!” 
   At those words Pop forced Jughead to look him in the eyes as he wiped away the boys tears and spoke to him gently. 
 
“Hey, hey, shh, take some deep breaths Jug, Can you tell me what’s wrong?” 
    Jughead sobbed loudly and shook hard as he quickly buried his face in Pop’s chest taking in the comforting scents of burgers and coffee, speaking up as he did. 
 
“I keep seeing his face…every time I close my eyes, I see his face and hear the voices and laughter of his clients, while he’s hurting me, over and over and it never stops! Now those videos are out there forever, and as if that wasn’t bad enough now I have these words on my chest forever, so everyone is gonna know what he turned me into!!” 
   When he heard that Pop sighed sadly before speaking up, keeping his arms wrapped around Jughead with one hand gently rubbing his back. 
 
“Shh, I know kiddo, but you’re not there anymore, and he didn’t turn you into anything, you’re still you and you’re gonna get through this. I’ll help you-I’m here Jug, I’ve got you, and you’re safe now.” 
     Jughead just nodded at that as he continued to lean against Pop and soon FP unlocked the door and walked in taking in the broken window, Pop and his teary eyed baby boy as he did, causing him to speak up. 
 
“Hey Pop, So this is why you left early…But what happened, and why is the window broken?” 
   Pop sighed sadly at that as he spoke up. 
 
“Sorry FP, but when I got here I heard Jughead crying and my heart jumped thinking that someone was either hurting or trying to kidnap him again! So I jumped into action and busted in; it turns out it was just a nightmare, so I woke him up and tried to comfort him, but now that you’re here, I’ll leave you alone.” 
    But as Pop tried to leave FP blocked the door as he spoke. 
 
“No…no, I don’t think so…Pop, you helped my boy and you’ve been there for him when I couldn’t be…I don’t just mean with the memory loss…I’m talking about how you’ve been there for my boy ever since you first met him.” 
   Before continuing FP took a deep breath. 
 
“I know how much you love him…how much you’ve always loved him…So stay, join us for dinner and stay for the night…be here for Jug and talk to him! You’re just as much family to him as I am and you deserve it…you always have!” 
   Once again FP took a deep breath before continuing. 
 
“Reggie should be back soon, and you should get to know the real him…the way that I have…besides Reggie is family now, the way Jughead is your family, so you should get to know your Night Hawks boyfriend.” 
   At that tears ran down Jughead’s cheeks as he jumped into Pop’s arms despite the pain in his body and begged him to stay, using a name for Pop that he hadn’t used since he was five.  
 
“Poppy, Please don’t go! Please stay with me! Don’t go!” 
    At that Pop pulled Jughead in for another hug as he spoke. 
 
“Of course I’ll stay Jug, I’m not leaving you Night Hawk…I promise…I love you Juggie!” 
   That said FP moved into the kitchen to make Jughead’s favorite comfort meal of grilled cheese sandwiches and scrambled eggs, and while that was happening Reggie walked back in and upon seeing the tears in his beloved’s eyes he moved to sit on Jughead’s other side, kissing him on the forehead once he was there. Soon after that dinner was ready and the quartet sat together eating their sandwiches and eggs and talking about simpler times and happy memories, letting Reggie see parts of his boyfriend that he’d never seen before and allowing Pop and FP to reflect on more innocent times in their lives. 
    As the night wore on Jughead knew that despite everything that had happened to him he would always have people who loved him to help him get through anything that life threw at him, and that as long as he had that support network he could survive anything. 
-Fin-