A/N: Takes place right after 'The Last Resort' in season 6. This is my first gay fic with men and with action in it, which means that I'm terrified and that you have to gentle with your reviws. Thankyou.

Jesse was at the doctor's lounge thinking about his friend and the situation he was in. He didn't know how things had developed into what they were without him noticing, specially when his friend was someone who happened to have his attention every time they were in the same room, and more than often even when they weren't. After all this wasn't just some friend. Steve was his best friend. Had been for about three years now, though most of that time Jesse had wished he'd be something else than a friend, something more. It had took him awhile to admit to himself that it was so, he had actually went and done something as stupid as to fell in love with his best friend and mentor's son. It had took him much longer to come to terms that no matter what he tried and who he tried to date, there was no other man, or woman for that matter, that could break into his heart like Steve had.

That was why Steve's visit to ward 2 was even harder to grasp than it would if he'd be just a friend. How could something like this escape from his notice. If Steve was in that bad shape that one had to be to end up somewhere like the Las Resort the problems had be piling up for some time now, just like Amanda said. Jesse knew something about what had happened to Steve even before they hadn't met and he had always admired the way his friend seemed to be able to take almost anything and not crack like he himself probably would have. Obviously his admiration was misplaced. He shouldn't have assumed that the things just kept happening and not affecting him. Steve had do deal with a lot of darkness in his job, and still he was always there to give help and understanding, never really asking for it himself.

Jesse couldn't help but blame himself. He had been so wrapped into his own feelings behind the rose colored glasses of his that he hadn't really seen Steve no matter how hard and longingly he had been watching him. The doctor crashed to the couch and stared at the ceiling. He had paid Steve a visit earlier. They weren't really accepted, but he had got in by being a doctor, though their conversation was abruptly cut by the detective that was partly to be blamed for Steve's lock up. Jesse sighed for the millionth time during those couple of days and then Amanda burst in.

"Here you are!"

"Yeah, you've been looking for me?"

"Yes, you never guess what's happened."

Jesse stayed silent and just watched Amanda before the woman slapped him on the arm. "Well if I'm never going to guess…"

Amanda huffed at that but soon gathered her smile back on her face. "Steve's out!"

"What?" Jesse sat up and let Amanda sit next to him. "When?"

"About an hour ago. Mark called me about it. Steve weren't really locked up in the first place."

"What? What do you mean Steve wasn't locked up, Amanda I saw him in ward 2, he was definitely there."

"That's not what I meant. It was a setup!"

"Excuse me?"

"A setup. It seems that Reggie killed his family a year ago, but they haven't been able to catch him. I don't know all the details yet, but they set Reggie up by putting them both into the ward where they could work on him."

"A-A setup…" Jesse's said his voice risen higher than it usually was.

"That's what I said. Anyway, it seems that it worked cause Steve's out. He, Mark and the police are with Reggie where he hid the bodies. It seems that he killed the man he claimed took his wife and daughter too."

"This is awful…"

"I know. I heard the girl was only 8 years old. Poor thing."

"What? Oh, yeah…"

"Jesse? Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm, I'm find."

"You look a little pale. Are you sure you're not sick? Have you eaten anything?"

"Yeah, I'm find. Um, did, did Mark say if they'd be getting back or…"

"Yeah, they were going to head back here, they thought that it would be better to calm Reggie down before questioning him more about what had happened. Mark said he was in a bad shape, realizing what he had done. Can you imagine killing someone you loved and not knowing it, I… Are you going somewhere?"

Jesse who felt extremely dizzy at the moment had stood up. "I, um, you know what Amanda. I think I am sick. I'm gonna head home and… get to bed. Yeah, that's what I'm going to do."

"Okay. Are you sure you're okay? Maybe you should stay here, have me take a look at you. Or Mark, he'll probably be back soon."

"No, no. I'm okay. I just got to get away from here. Get to home I mean. I'll see you… later." And then the man was out the door, leaving Amanda behind to wonder what had gotten into him.

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Jesse got into his car before crashing. He started hitting his head to the steering wheel before finally throwing his head back and covering his face with his hands.

"Shit shit shit shit shit… Okay, calm down. This really isn't that bad of a situation Jesse. You just told him that you love him, he probably thought that you meant your friendship." Then he hit his head to the wheel again. "Cept that you kissed him! Oh God, Jesse, how stupid can you get!" Finally he took a deep breath and started the engine. He had to get out of there before Steve was back.

- The Day Before -

Jesse knew that he was breaking the rules of the Last Resort, but he couldn't help himself. He had been in love with Steve Sloan for so long, that the whole idea of him suffering was unbearable for the younger man. And to imagine that he, a doctor, quite good at what he did, a best friend, a man in love, hadn't noticed any signs of this kind of problems anywhere near Steve… What the hell had he been doing? He didn't know. But right now he needed to see Steve. To make sure that he was okay, or as okay as one could be while being locked up in a place like this with a people like that. He needed to make sure that Steve would get back. He really needed him to get back.

Jesse had got in without that many problems thanks to the doctor ID and now only thing to do was to find the right room. He started walking down the corridor, trying not to look too shady so that the patients wouldn't notice, but to be aware that none of the staff noticed that he wasn't there in the right business. In a half way he started hearing Mark's voice coming from one of the rooms. He figured that it was Steve's and hid behind a corner when he saw the older doctor coming out of the room with one of the ward doctors and heading towards the exit. Jesse slipped back to the corridor and into Steve's room, closing the door behind him.

"Jesse?" The older man said with a question.

"Hi buddy. How're you doing?"

"I'm fine. Jess, you shouldn't be here."

"I know I know. And trust me, I would never do anything to risk your treatment. I just wanted to…" Jesse sat to the chair that was next to the bed.

"What?"

"I just wanted to see that you're okay."

"Jess, I'm fine. I will continue to be fine still after you're gone. You need to go."

"Is it really that bad?"

"Is what this bad?"

"This, the situation, everything. Are thing really that bad that you don't even want to see me? I mean, I can get that you wouldn't want to talk to me about your problems but… No, cross that, cause I don't get that either. If you're having some problems, which you obviously are…"

"Jesse! Stop rambling. I'm fine, and given any other time and place and I'd love to spend time with you, but not now. Don't you have work to do? And you need to look after BBQ Bob's too since I'm locked up in here."

"I know, Steve. I'm going. I just need to tell you something before I do."

"Make it fast."

Jesse took a deep breath and pulled the chair closer to the bed where Steve was sitting. He looked deep into the beautiful blue eyes of his friend before starting again. "I wanted you to know, that whatever it is that's bothering you, you'll get through it. Because there's nothing that could make you any less important for us and we will always be here for you."

"Jess…"

"Let me finish, then I'm off, promise. We need you, and if you need us, we'll be here. We love you Steve. I-I, uh, I love you."

"I love you too Jesse, you know that."

"Yeah, I do. I just. This isn't, it's more like… I don't want to mess you up any more than you have been already, oh God, I hope this won't mess you up, I probably shouldn't be telling you this right now. You were right, this isn't the right time for this."

"Jesse, if you have something to say then just say it. It can't be that bad."

"I think it can."

"Trust me, what is it?"

"Well… My, my love… To-towards you I mean… It's, pretty much, more like, this…" Jesse leaned forward to place his lips on Steve's and kiss him lightly, shocking obviously both him and his friend. It was fast and light and they didn't have time to think what had happened since the door was opened and Reggie opened the door.

"What's he doing here?"

"Leaving" Steve said and looked at Jesse who could saw the confusion still in his eyes, starting to give way to determination.

"Yeah, I was." Jesse pushed past Reggie and saw the door opening behind him.

"Hey! What are you doing here?" A voice came from behind him and belonged to one of the ward doctors.

"Leaving" Jesse answered and left.

- Now -

Jesse got to his apartment and locked the door. The he put closed all the blinds and curtains and went to his bedroom where he crashed down to the bed, once again covering his face with his hands. Maybe he could request a transfer to some other hospital… They were probably needing some in the North Pole or Timbuktu… Before that he'd simply have to play not be home.