Will and Sonny were both at the apartment, sitting on the floor and indulging in some much-needed spring cleaning.

The two were currently cleaning out some things Will had in the closet.

"Oh come on, man. Do you really need to keep this?" Sonny asked as he held up an old chocolate milk carton.

"Yes, in fact I do. It has sentimental value." Will responded.

"How does a rotten, old milk carton have sentimental value?" Sonny asked.

"Because in 10th grade an old friend of mine gave it to me for good luck when I took my first driving test." Will explained.

"You really think this gave you good luck?" Sonny asked.

"No, I don't, because I failed the test miserably and had to take it again." Will laughed. "But I still want to keep it."

Sonny flung the milk carton aside before coming across a small shoebox, the word 'Secret' written in marker on the top cover.

"Well well well, what do we have here?" Sonny asked as he picked it up. "Secret?" he asked.

"Awww man, I forgot about that! Give it!" Will said, grabbing the shoebox from Sonny.

Will proceeded to open the box and rummage through it.

"Well? Are you going to tell me what's in it?" Sonny pressed, half joking, half serious.

"Ah, it's nothing, really. It's just stuff from when I was a kid; memories." Will told him.

"Like what?" Sonny asked.

Will laughed to himself as he picked up a photo. "Here's a picture of me and my mom… and here's a separate picture of me and my dad when I was with him. Oh and here's that shoelace Uncle Austin loaned me that I never gave back to him when I lived with him and Aunt Carrie in Switzerland." he explained.

"Sounds to me like there's more bad memories in that box than good ones." Sonny said.

"Yeah, I guess so." Will said.

"You know, " Sonny began as he scooted over next to Will. "Whenever I come across something that holds a bad memory for me, I throw it away; get rid of it. Because why keep it if it'll only hurt you?" Sonny asked.

"I guess you're right." Will said as he tossed the whole box into the trash.

"It's time I leave my past behind me." Will smiled.

"Exactly. If I could do it, you can too." Sonny said, not realizing what he just said as he continued looking through more of Will's mess on the floor.

Will stared at Sonny. "What past did you leave behind you?" he then asked.

Sonny looked up at Will. "Umm, nothing. It's nothing."

"You know, I've told you a lot about my childhood and my past, but you've never told me anything about yours." Will said, sounding a bit interrogating.

Sonny got up off the floor. "All right, what do you want to know?" he asked.

"I want to know what you left behind you." Will said.

Sonny stared at Will. He really didn't want to get into this right now.

When Sonny didn't answer, Will went on. "You know, you never acted like you had a bad childhood like I did."

"No, I didn't. I had a great childhood…" Sonny said.

"But?" Will questioned.

"But, you're not the only one who's been through things, Will. Everyone's had pain and been through trials in their lives." Sonny said, trying to sound as unassuming as possible.

"Yet you've never seemed like you have." Will told him.

"Look, Will, do you really think I've always been this put-together? This happy, and comfortable?" Sonny asked, on the verge of snapping at Will.

"Obviously not." Will said before heading to the closet to get some more things.

...

That night was another night of just making out for the two. To Will's dismay, there was nothing more. Will was beginning to wonder why Sonny hadn't made any moves yet, as he was still a little shaky on the matter.

It was the middle of the night, and Sonny and Will were asleep in bed.

It was obvious to Will that Sonny was having a nightmare when he awoke to Sonny's whimpering.

Sonny suddenly shot up in bed.

"Hey, Sonny, are you ok?" Will asked.

Sonny couldn't get his nightmare out of his mind, but he couldn't tell Will. "Umm, yeah, I'm fine." he responded.

"Nightmare?" Will asked.

"Umm, yeah." he admitted.

"Well, it helps if you talk about it. That's what you told me." Will said.

Sonny stared at Will. "Umm, no, it's fine. I'm fine." Sonny tried to reassure Will.

"Ok. Now go back to sleep, it's like, 4 in the morning." Will said, a slight smile on his face.

"Yeah. Goodnight, man." Sonny said, faking a smile as he laid down, his back facing Will as his smile quickly faded. His nightmare was the last thing on his mind before he drifted back off to sleep.

...

The next day, Sonny and Will were about to go out on a date when a loud thunder clap startled the two. Seconds later, it began pouring rain.

"That came on suddenly." Sonny said as he looked out the window of his apartment. "It looks like the wind is picking up, the rain is really coming down out there."

"Aww man. Looks like we'll be spending the night indoors." Will said, trying to hide a smile forming on his face.

"Looks like it. And I know just the thing we can do." Sonny smirked.