Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of this story, and the song belongs to Edwin McCain.

This is my second Nick/Greg slash piece.

It takes place after Fannysmakin'.

The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky
Never revealing their depth
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated
I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above

Nick walked in the door and found Greg on the couch in the dark. He walked over to him and sat next to him.Then he put an arm and Greg turned and put his head in Nick's lap.

I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be your love suicide
and I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life

Nick stroked Greg's hair as the sobs racked his body. It would just take time. Greg eventually stopped and fell asleep. Nick slowly picked him up and carried him to their room.

Rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
You're my survival, you're my living proof
My love is alive not dead
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache, that hang from above

Nick got in bed next to Greg and just held him.

The End.