(Doc is 63, Monty is 19)

it had taken years, but they'd finally escaped Elliot, together of course because Monty could never leave his mother behind, and moved out of Ohio. they didn't want to be found easily, so they moved to Durango, Colorado. as far away ask they could get with the little money they'd had. they'd finally left, when Monty was 15, when Elliot had attacked them with a gun. he'd beaten them both pretty good then dry fired the gun in Montys mouth, Michelle decided they couldn't take it anymore and left with him, this time for good. they'd move hours away so Elliot couldn't find them this time.

that had been 4 years ago and they were actually happy, living in a little house together and enjoying their lives now that Elliots not there.

"you're so nervous." Michelle teases. they're cleaning up the house for a special dinner guest that Michelle has yet to meet.

"can't help it mum. I like this friend I have coming over for dinner." Monty mumbles quietly. "I'm just afraid you won't..." Monty sighs. Michelle turns around and puts her hands gently on her sons shoulders.

"baby, if you like them, I'm sure they're a nice person." Michelle assures.

"I know they're a nice person." Monty mumbles. he looks down at himself. "I, I gotta get a shower, I'll be back down in a few." Monty says.

"alright, I'm gonna start dinner." Michelle smiles. whoever this is, must be absolutely important to Monty. he's been panicking all week, so Michelle is positive its not the man he's been hanging out with, Mack. she loves Mack like he was her own. he'd protected Monty easily and quickly became his best friend.

Monty comes back down the stairs, grinning happily. Michelle is still cooking. they don't have much, but they're willing to share with whoever.

"set the table baby." Michelle says.

"I'm working on it mum." Monty says, grabbing plates and setting the table. there's a quiet knock on the door and Michelle assumes Monty didn't hear it, so she takes her apron off and heads for the door. she's very surprised to open the door and find a 60 something man with silver hair. he's at least 6'5, probably 250 some odd pounds of muscle, and she can see scars creeping up over the back of his neck. he's dressed presentably, in a dark blue button up shirt, that matches his deep blue eyes pretty well. its tucked into a semi tight pair of jeans and topped off with a pair of boots.

"uh... can I... can I help you?" Michelle asks hesitantly. she's immediately on alert, all she can think of is that he must be a friend of Elliots. the man looks at her wide eyed, almost looking as nervous as she is.

"uh... I'm looking for Monty? McQueen?" he ask.

"can I ask who you are?" Michelle ask. the man holds his hand out.

"Doc Hudson." Doc says. Michelle doesn't shake his hand.

"Monty, someone's wants to talk to you." Michelle says, carefully looking Doc over. she doesn't trust him yet. she has to protect Monty. Monty looks over and lights up a little. he's still nervous, but he's excited now.

"oh hey." Monty murmurs, walking over. Monty hugs him, then steps to the side. he intertwines their fingers.

"who is this?" Michelle frowns at Doc.

"uh, mum, this Doc. he's..... the one coming over for dinner." Monty mumbles, face a little red. he can't say boyfriend. not with the front door wide open and not when he's still so unsure how his mom will handle this. Michelle looks at Monty then at Doc. Monty swallows hard.

"uh, come on in." Michelle says. Monty lets out a quiet sigh and pulls Doc out of the way so Michelle can close the door. Doc casts a glance around the house, giving a small half smile.

"you know the way you described your house, I figured you lived in a shack." Doc teases.

"we pulled out the fancy house tonight." Monty mutters. Doc seems to understand he doesn't feel like joking around. he's scared.

"oh, uh, hi, I'm Michelle." Michelle says, watching him carefully.

"nice to meet you." Doc nods at her once.

"you sit here." Monty says, leading Doc over to their loveseat. "just wait here, okay?" Monty ask.

"do you have an emergency bag packed in case this goes wrong?" Doc ask softly. Monty nods.

"yeah. I've had it packed all week." Monty sighs. he loves his mother, but his father installed so much fear in him, he's not sure how well his mother would react. if she'd accept him with open arms or declare his father had been right to beat him and kick him out. Doc nods at him and sits on the couch.

"okay." Doc murmurs. Monty gives him a nervous smile and heads into the kitchen with a look of dread.

"mum?" Monty asks, nervously walking in. Michelle is standing at the stove, messing with whatever she'd made tonight.

"who is he?" Michelle ask, turning to face him. Monty immediately flinches away a little.

"he's... he's... important...." Monty trails a little.

"honey, be honest with me." Michelle says softly. Monty sighs a little.

"he's my boyfriend..." Monty mumbles.

"geez Monty, how old is he?" Michelle ask.

"does that matter?" Monty ask.

"yes it does, because your father-" Michelle tries.

"he's nothing like Elliot. Doc is absolutely nothing like him." Monty frowns. he's terrified. he's going to have to leave his mother behind for this man he loves.

"if I may, I'm 63." Doc says walking in.

"Doc." Monty says turning around to him.

"maybe I should just go Monty." Doc says. he wants to reach out and ruffle the youngers hair like he usually would, but he's careful to keep his hands to himself. he's not sure how Michelle will react to it. Monty, however, looks a little heart broken that Docs just giving up like that. "sorry kid, I think its pretty clear I'm not all that welcome here." Doc says. he turns and heads for the door and Monty immediately goes after him, hugging him tightly from behind.

"Doc you can't just leave, please?" Monty ask softly. Doc sighs a little.

"its fine. me and you will go for dinner tomorrow, alright? I'll take you to that little place you like and we'll have dinner together." Doc assures.

"hold on." Michelle sighs. "you can stay, but I need information." Michelle frowns.

"are you sure?" Doc ask, half turning to look at her..

"I've already made the food, we're not going to waste that." Michelle says. she meets Montys eyes and he looks ready to cry. "plus it'll upset Monty if you leave." Michelle says. Monty sighs in relief and holds tighter to Doc.

"okay." Doc nods slightly. Michelle turns and heads back to the kitchen. Monty holds tighter to him. Doc pushes his hands off and turns around to wrap his arms around him gently, kissing his head.

"we're still getting dinner tomorrow right?" Monty ask, pouting, pulling his head back from Docs chest.

"of course Monty. whatever you want." Doc chuckles softly, cupping his cheek gently. Monty smiles and steps back, he doesn't want to push his luck with his mother.

they sit at the table and its awkward for a bit, Monty won't even eat, just pushes his food around.

"alright, I have to know, how did you meet my son?" Michelle asks.

"I was hitch hiking." Monty mutters.

"WHAT!?" Michelle asks.

"knock it off. he saw my hood popped on my car in a parking lot. I'd been sitting there a while, waiting for a friend of mine to bring me some tools so I could fix it and he walked by." Doc mutters. "he ask what was wrong and at that point I was tired and just shrugged at him. he fixed the car. I saw him trying to walk back here and dropped him off." Doc said.

"but I left my wallet in the car..." Monty admits.

"you mean those four days you spent searching for it a few months ago?" Michelle ask.

"yeah... I'd managed to leave it under the hood of his car. he brought it back to me and offered to buy me something to eat for fixing his car." Monty shrugs a little. "now anytime he needs help he brings me the parts while I'm at work and I fix it for him." Monty adds.

"I see and he pays you in dinner?" Michelle ask.

"no I pay him to work on my car like anyone else who goes to that shop. I just come in with the parts myself instead of needing them ordered." Doc shrugs a little. he knows what she's getting at.

"why are you dating my son. he's 44 years younger than you." Michelle finally asks.

"mum, geez. what the hell?" Monty ask.

"I'm just asking." Michelle huffs. Monty gets up and leaves the room heading to get his emergency bag, he's going to have to leave with Doc at his point.

"look, I'm not after what anything here. I don't want to take advantage of him, and I'm not a pervert." Doc assures gently. "he asked me if I had any experience dating other men because he was scared he was gay. I told him I did because I was gay. he asked if he could do a trial run and see if he liked dating men I wasn't all that sure about it, but he did manage to convince me. I do care for him, I was never going to say anything to him at all until he brought it up, but I'm not going to continue this if you don't like it. all you have to do is tell me you don't want me dating him and I will leave this house and never see him again." Doc assures. this isn't true, but he isn't going to flat out tell Michelle that Monty kissed him, that was no conversation to have with a mother about her son. Michelle frowns at him a little and looks over as Monty comes down the stairs, his emergency bag over his shoulder. he's ready to leave with Doc.

"I don't want you hurting him." Michelle says firmly.

"thats not my intention. I intend to show him the way he should be treated, so when he leaves me he won't settle for less than what he deserves." Doc says. Michelle is quiet for a minute, she still doesn't trust him but nods once.

"alright, but I swear if you hurt him-" Michelle tries.

"Macks already warned me." Doc assures. Michelle turns to Monty.

"you took him to meet Mack before me?" Michelle ask.

"no. he and Mack met when we went out for dinner and bumped into Mack." Monty mumbles. "c'mon Doc." Monty adds, watching the older man. Michelle sighs a little.

"honey sit down. I know I'm being hard on the both of you, but I'm worried, okay?" Michelle ask.

"you clearly don't like him and I don't want it to end so, m'just gonna go with him." Monty mutters.

"honey, my opinion on him doesn't matter. you're 19." Michelle says.

"matters to me. you're the only family I have." Monty huffs a little. Michelle gets up and walks off with Monty, talking to him quietly. Doc sits silently at the table and waits. when they come back, Monty still doesn't eat, but he does sit a little closer to Doc and reach for his hand under the table. Michelle would warm up to Doc once she sees how well the older man treats him.

"okay, we've gotten off on the wrong foot. alright? I'm just protective over him." Michelle says, sitting in her seat and looking at Doc.

"he's told me a lot, and I understand. I'm not here to hurt him." Doc assures. Monty takes his hand and leans against him.

"he punched someone for me." Monty grins.

"what?" Michelle ask.

"you remember that 40 something ass hole at work whose been harassing me?" Monty ask. Michelle nods. "well, he locked me in the trunk of a car so Doc beat the hell out of him." Monty grins, looking up at Doc. Michelle looks a little shocked. Doc shugs a single shoulder, looking angry.

"he threatened to drive it into the lake with the kid in the trunk." Doc growls lowly. Michelle looks impressed and half smiles, until there's a knock on the door. Doc lets Montys hand go.

"I got it." Monty says. "I bet its the lady next door asking if her cat snuck in again." Monty chuckles, heading for the door.

"lady next door?" Doc ask.

"Mrs.Sullivan next door has a tabby cat, Tigger, who likes to sneak into peoples houses. she's about 90 something and all she has is Tigger." Michelle explains. there's a yelp from the living room.

"D-Doc!" Monty chokes out. Doc and Michelle get up quickly and run to the living room. there's a man with his arm wrapped tightly around Montys throat, as if ready to snap his neck. his nose is gushing blood as well.

"thats him isn't is?" Doc ask quietly.

"yeah..." Michelle says quietly.

"who the fuck is this!?" Elliot growls pointing a gun at Doc.

"the neighbor. I fixed their heater and got invited to stay for dinner." Doc mutters, putting his hands up. "let the kid go. c'mon man. let him go." Doc growls lowly. Elliot holds tighter and Monty whimpers quietly, struggling with him.

"let go you're hurting him!" MIchelle screams. Elliot points the gun at her, so Doc grabs her arm and pulls her behind him. he can't stop a bullet, but he can keep it from killing her.

"what kind of man picks on a mother and her child. drop the kid. you want a fight, we're going to fight like men not cowards. let the kid go." Doc growls.

"you're gonna fucking fight me grandpa?" Elliot growls, shoving Monty to the floor hard. Michelle runs to him quickly. Doc roars in anger and tackles him backwards. since Elliot is so close to the open door, they tumble backwards, landing on the ground outside with Doc on top, punching Elliot hard in the face.

Michelle pats Montys cheek gently, while on the phone with the police.

"yes please send someone, my ex husband has found me and my son!" Michelle shouts into the phone. "baby, hey are you okay? Monty?" Michelle ask. Monty whines lowly. "Montgomery?" Michelle ask softly. Monty blinks and winces, looking up.

"mum?" Monty whimpers. Michelle sighs in relief and Monty sits up, letting her hug him. "where's dad? what happened to Doc?" Monty asks, trying to get up. there's a loud pop outside. "no. no! Doc!" Monty shouts as Michelle helps him out of the floor. the pop is followed by three more. its quiet as Michelle refuses to let Monty go so he can't run outside. Doc appears in the doorway, brushing himself off. is face is a little beat up but his knuckles are busted and bleeding. "Doc!" Monty shouts, shoving away from his mom and running over to Doc. Doc braces carefully and grunts a little when Monty slams into him, silently sobbing. Doc wraps his arms around the younger tightly.

"you call the police?" Doc ask, looking at Michelle. she doesn't answer, simply running over to hug him in thanks. Doc grunts a little, holding them gently. Monty digs his nails into his lover, clinging to him.

"are you alright? he's pretty- you've been shot!" Michelle shouts, pulling back to look at Docs arm. Doc looks down.

"it's just a graze and I don't have feeling in that part of my arm. got in a bad accident when I was about his age." Doc mutters, holding tighter to Monty with the arm not holding MIchelle.

"are you alright?" Michelle asks.

"I'm fine. I was born 60 years ago. I took worse from idiots who found out I was gay. he was nothing." Doc assures with a small smirk. Monty holds tighter to him, burying his face into Docs chest. "I'm okay kid." Doc murmurs softly.

"how'd he find us?" Monty ask nervously, as red and blue lights cast across the room.

"I don't know." Michelle frowns.

"is he gonna come back?" Monty asks, holding tighter to Doc. Doc frowns turning his head to look outside. its quiet a moment and he shakes his head.

"no. he's not coming back." Doc assures, watching them cover Elliots body with a white sheet. "told you what I'd do if I ever got my hands on that man." Doc adds, narrowing his eyes and rubbing his thumb over the younger mans cheek gently. how anyone in their right mind could hurt this sweet young man was beyond Docs understanding. Michelle steps away and grabs Monty, Doc immediately lets go watching her pull him to her chest and hold him tightly.

"baby are you okay?" Michelle ask, looking him over. Doc steps out of the house to discuss what happened, gettnig himself patched up.

"the boy inside, he might have a head injury." Doc says, once they patch him up. the paramedics nod and head inside checking on the two.

once they all left, Doc heads inside.

"okay, well I think I should get home." Doc says.

"no!" Monty shouts, running over to hug him tightly. "you can't leave!" Monty adds holding tighter. his chest is heaving hard at the simple mention of it.

"hey its alright. its alright. don't have a panic attack here." Doc soothes, holding him gently. "its okay. I gotta get back to Radiator Springs kid. I have to be at the clinic in the morning." Doc murmurs.

"Radiator Springs? Arizona?" Michelle ask.

"yeah." Doc mutters.

"no. no. thats too long of a drive. you are staying here." Michelle frowns.

"uh, thats okay, its not-" Doc starts.

"no. it would make Monty feel better if you stayed the night. he's going to be a wreck all night." Michelle says. Doc looks down at Monty, who holds tighter and looks up at him tearfully.

"okay. okay. I'll stay." Doc assures, watching Monty. the younger holds tighter and drops his head against Doc gently.

"Monty you get the spare stuff and get him set up on the pull out bed. I'm going to go clean the kitchen up." Michelle says. Monty nods a little cuddling Doc. Doc would offer to help her in the kitchen, but with Monty hanging on him the way he is, he figures its better to stay with the boy. Michelle walks off quickly.

"okay baby. its alright. come on. you go get the blankets and I'll get the pull out bed out of the couch." Doc murmurs. Monty nods a little and lets go after a few minutes. he heads down the hall nervously and Doc sets to work getting the pull out bed out of the couch. Doc looks up when Michelle walks over to him.

"you didn't have to do that." Michelle says softly. Doc frowns a little.

"yeah I did." Doc says.

"what do you want from him?" Michelle asks softly.

"for him to be happy. I care for him and I promised if I ever met his father I'd end him." Doc replies. Michelle clears her throat a little.

"thank you." she says softly. "I don't... I don't approve completely because of the age difference, not because he's gay. I want you to know that." Michelle says.

"I know. he's told me you support him." Doc assures gently. Michelle nods a little to herself.

"but, I want you to know, if you protect him like that everywhere, which I'm sure you do from what he says, you're welcome in my house anytime, just don't have sex with my son." she frowns giving him a dirty look. Doc snorts a little and shakes his head with an amused smile.

"I hate to break it to you, but my equipment hasn't worked properly since I got in a wreck when I was only a few years older than he is. sex isn't something I can really do just anytime." Doc says. its not a complete lie, half of his body didn't work right because of that wreck, but everything would be alright. he's certainly not going to tell her he's already slept with her son. Michelle nods.

"I'm gonna head upstairs for a bath, just make yourself comfortable." Michelle says. Doc nods at her a little.

"thanks." Doc smiles. she heads upstairs just as Monty comes back. "okay, I'll make the bed, you find a movie you want to watch and we'll curl up for a bit before you go to bed." Doc murmurs, kissing his head. Monty nods at him a little. "hey, Monty, you okay?" Doc ask softly, cupping his face gently.

"sort of." Monty mumbles.

"okay. its okay baby." Doc assures gently, leaning down and kisses him. Monty sighs out his nose and kisses back happily.

"m'kay." Monty murmurs. he goes to get a movie and Doc sets up the couch. he lays on the couch bed sideways so they could lay and watch the movie. Monty puts in the first movie he finds and curls up with Doc, putting his back to the older mans chest. Doc chuckles a little, putting his arm out so Monty can rest his head on it, shifting his own head on the pillow. he wraps his arm gently around Montys waist and kisses the back of his neck gently.

"don't fall asleep here kid, pretty sure your mom wouldn't like that." Doc murmurs.

"don't care. you're my boyfriend and I'm 19. I'm upset and I will stay with you all night if thats what I want." Monty says firmly. Doc smiles a little, the youngers never laid with another person, let alone one who snores, he'll probably get up sometime in the night and go to his own bed.

"alright whatever you say baby." Doc smiles.

Michelle gets out of the bath a little over an hour later and heads down to check on them. the Who Framed Roger Rabbit title screen is playing over and over. Doc and Monty are laying sideways on the bed, Doc just barely fitting. Docs on his back snoring, one arm under Montys head, the other resting on his stomach, fingers just brushing Montys leg. Montys curled up against his side, face buried in his chest, curled up in the tightest ball he can, and he's hogging the blanket. its tucked tightly around him, like he fell asleep first and Doc wanted to make sure he stayed warm and covered. Michelle isn't too happy with the fact Monty will spend the night with Doc, but decides to let it go. the man literally just saved both their lives, she decides he deserves to cuddle up with his boyfriend for the night. she pulls another blanket out and lays it over Doc, who immediately shifts, rolling onto his side and mumbling. he holds tighter to Monty and mumbles.

the nights quiet, they sleep peacefully. Michelle gets up early to make coffee, only to find Doc gone and Monty tucked safely away on the couch in a blanket, face nuzzled in a pillow. she frowns and heads to the kitchen where she finds a note.

sorry,

I would've stayed and made breakfast, but I got a call for emergency surgery at the clinic kid. tell you want, 2AM is way to late to be driving to Arizona. tell your mom hope to see her again and I appreciate the couch,

~Doc

Michelle puts the note down and pauses as she sees one with her name one it. she picks it up and nearly freezes when $200 falls out of the note.

I'll lock the door. promise. thanks for the couch. there's been a massive accident and I have to get back to my clinic and take care of everything. if I don't make it back in time, treat yourself and Monty to dinner for me please.

Docs either a really good guy, or a really good fraud. Michelle's not sure, but she's finding it harder and harder to not like the man even after only a few hours. she smiles a little and makes some coffee, she wouldn't mind having him over again sometime soon.