Positioning Evan by the toilet Randy turned his back and cringed as Evan made some unpleasant noises behind him. He frowned as he listened to the younger man retch. He knew Evan had more than a cold and needed a doctor but the small man was refusing to see a doctor. He knew too that Cody would back him in getting Evan to a doctor but he also knew John would take Evan's side if it came to a stand off.

"Randy," Evan sobbed softly. "Can you help?" the young man was trying to steady himself on the sink. Randy went and got a wash cloth getting it wet and warm handing it to Evan who washed his face.

"That help? D'you feel better?" Randy grabbed a towel for Evan.

"A little but my head is all filled up," he coughed harshly.

"If you're not better in the morning please let me take you to a doctor?" Randy asked hoping he'd get a yes.

"No, I'm sure I'll be better in the morning," Evan huffed.

Randy stared at him but before he could argue Evan mewed, "Can we go back? I don't want them fighting tonight. Please."

Randy nodded and wrapping a supportive arm around Evan's waist he guided the obviously sick man back into the lounge.

The other two were slumped at opposite ends of the sofa, as far away from each other as possible while still being in the same room. As soon as Evan appeared Cody was out of his seat and at his side. Sliding an arm around his smaller lover he asked worriedly, "You okay, Puppy? You look so ill..."

"Nice to see you to," snapped Evan trying to smile but only managing a half grimace.

"Hey Squirt you wanna come snuggle down again. I got your blanket," called John waving the aforementioned blanket.

Evan gave a little giggle but before he replied, Cody simply snapped, "Don't be ridiculous! He needs to be in bed, John - not lounging on sofa."

"He was doing just fine until you came back," growled John slowly getting to his feet glaring dagger at Cody.

"Oh so this is my fault?" exclaimed Cody, "Nice. I bet it was you who got him sick anyway with the way you always leave door and windows open and…

"ENOUGH!"

All three men jumped as Randy's voice echoed around the room.

"For fuck sake both of you shut up." He glared at them, then looking at Evan he asked softly, "What do you want to, Puppy. Sofa or bed?"

Evan look at him then, realising the other two were staring intently at him, he took a big gulp and bit his lower lip. He knew there was no right answer. No matter what he said there would be a debate or a fight. He looked to Randy standing next to him stone face and glaring at both of them. Randy would support which ever choice he made but he need to choose carefully. He looked up and had a plan but need to make sure he picked his words with wisely.

"Codes, we were watching a movie on TV and we don't have cable in the bedroom yet. Would you snuggle with me so we can finish it and then I'll go to bed," Evan batted his chocolate eyes hoping desperately it would work.

Cody sighed a defeated sigh and looked at those brown eyes knowing he couldn't deny them. "Ok but promise you let me and Randy tuck you in bed after," Cody smiled purposely leaving John out of the sentence.

"Yes," Evan agreed moving to Cody taking his hand and guiding him to the couch. John watch them walked by him and curl up on the couch.

"John come with me we can get drinks and something to eat," Randy placed his hand on the older man's shoulder he could tell John was hurt by Cody's words.

As soon as the kitchen door shut John glared at Randy snapping, "He hates me!"

"No he doesn't..." began Randy but John cut him off snapping, "Face facts, Randy. This is not working! Cody hates me. He accused me of making Evan ill. Do you have any idea how that makes me feel? Do you?"

Randy sighed and running a hand over his shorn head, he murmured, "Johnny he doesn't hate you he just...he needs time. He needs time to…"

"It's been a month, Ortz!" spat John as he yanked the fridge door open, "How much time does he need?"

Randy stared at John then rumbled," But Evan likes you. Evan loves having you here. John, Cody is going through a hell of a lot right now, the move to Smackdown travelling on different days to the rest of us. Johnny he's …"

"You want me to give him more time, don't you?" sighed John wearily.

"Yeah," confessed Randy, "I don't want to loose either of you and to be honest…" he closed the gap between them his hand absently caressing John's broad back, "…I love sharing my bed with you and Evan. Love it."

John stared back at him loving the way Randy touched him. Gazing into the pleading grey eyes he gave a sad smile and conceded, "Fine but only because I cant cope if you and Evan start giving me the big puppy eyes."

"You love it when we both puppy eye you," chuckled Randy winking at his oldest friend.

John grinned and nodded then with the grin fading slightly he looked past Randy and called, "Hey Cody! Can I get you something?"

"Orange juice for Evan and I," Cody called towards the kitchen. "Evan I really wish you would lay in bed."

"Cody I want to finish this movie on TV we're half way in," Evan crossed his arms over his chest. "You make me feel like I'm five. I thought you wouldn't treat me like that because I've been getting enough babying from those two," Evan motioned his head towards the kitchen.

"They've been babying you," Cody put the emphasis on they.

"Yes and bickering over what to do its like watching an old married couple," the small man chucked. "Totally cute."

"You like him here," Cody looked away.

"John? Yeah I do," Evan wasn't afraid to admit the truth. "I know you're not adjusted to it yet," he reached over and squeezed the younger man's shoulder. "But you need to give it more time you're not with them like I am to see how happy Randy is or to have the opportunity to get to know John better."

"Its hard not travelling with all of you. But still John and I just seem to have clashing personalities," Cody huffed.

"Look its October, give it until the new year for me please?" Evan asked cuddling closely to Cody.

Cody gave a long sigh ending in a huff of soft laughter as Evan rubbed his face against his shoulder making a playful mewing noise mumbling, "Please? . Baby please, for me?"

"You're not playing fair, Puppy" chided Cody leaning back so Evan could snuggle against him properly. As Evan snuggled closer sniffing loudly and being racked by a full body shake Cody frowned asking, "Evan, are you sure you're okay? You know Randy is really worried about you."

"I know," murmured Evan, "Its just a cold," reassured the smaller man sniffing again, "It's just a heavy cold. I'll be fine." He let his eyes closer and within moments he was giving little snuffles obviously overcome by sickness.

Unseen by Evan Cody was frowning, staring down the now snoozing man cuddling him. He was beginning to think Randy was right. Evan was burning up, seriously burning up far more than he should be with just a cold but he knew too that Evan could be as stubborn and unmoveable as any of them so said nothing. He just wrapped his arms around his smaller lover and held him close. Glad to finally be home. Even if that home did contain a near stranger that both his lover seemed more than happy to live with. As Evan gave a louder whimper shifting slightly in his arms, Cody squeezed him tightly and resting his face against the dark brown hair, he whispered fondly, "I've got you, Puppy, I've got you."