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Rescue Plan

Jake was gently fiddling with the necklace that Evan had gotten him. He sighed, walking through the halls of the hotel, knowing that it was his last night there before he went back home. He looked around, the few people walking around smiling to their companions. He growled in annoyance, thinking up a small plan that could get Evan away from Mike. He grabbed his phone out of his pocket and dialed a number he was sure would help him.

"Hello?"

"Eve, it's Jake," he said, walking briskly to his room and shutting his door. "I need to ask a favor. Could you meet me in my room later tonight?"

"I guess so. Jake, this isn't about Nikki is it?"

Jake chuckled. "Not at all. I'll be here all night, when you get a chance just drop by, I'm in 749."

"All right, I'll be there in about an hour."

"Thanks so much Eve, bye."

"Bye Jake."

Jake smiled, sitting down on his bed and leaning back. Somehow he was going to help Evan. He was tired of seeing him hurt. "I hope you agree to this Eve, I really do," he whispered to no one as he waited.

Eve stood outside Jake's door a little unnerved. She felt odd going to one of her good friends boyfriend's room without telling her. He took a deep breath before knocking on the door.

Jake opened it quickly, hurrying her inside. He shut the door and smiled at her. "What I'm going to tell you can't leave this room," he stated, offering her a spot on the couch.

Eve nodded, unsure if she really wanted to know what the bigger man really needed from her. "Okay?"

"You know Evan and Mike are dating, right?" he asked, earning a slow nod. "Mike pretty much beats the hell out of him because he's not Hennigan. And since they are redoing 'The Dirt Sheet' it's only going to make things worse. I need your help to get Evan away from him."

"What do you want me to do?" Eve asked, a little upset that she'd never noticed that Evan was getting abused. She loved him like a little brother.

Jake smiled. "Eve you're a godsend," he whispered, going into detail of his plan, gaining approving nods from Eve.

Evan whimpered in pain, trying to move around the bed. He pulled away from Mike's possessive embrace and struggled with standing. He thought about how it happened again.

Evan knew he was in trouble just as soon as he opened the door and those high-pitched snores weren't heard anymore. He swallowed hard around a lump in his throat and stepped in, hiding the bagged necklace in his suitcase before wondering into the bedroom. He put on a fake smile as he stepped in and saw Mike there, sitting on the bed still stark naked with a book in his lap. "I hope you weren't waiting too long," he managed to get out before he started to shiver.

Mike snorted in response. "Why are you late?" he asked, looking up from his book.

"I was across the street at the diner with Nikki," he replied, smiling a bit wider. He wasn't lying but if he brought up Jake he knew that it was going to be a long night.

This seemed to anger Mike more than Evan thought.

"So, trying to pick up that fucker's girlfriend huh? Trying to get rid of me?" Mike asked, throwing his book to the side before getting up and grabbing Evan before throwing him onto the bed.

Evan didn't want to remember the rest, his lower half aching. He was glad that he had a few days to rest until Monday but he wasn't sure he was going to be able to wrestle at all. He walked around the room to get his clothes. He pulled them over his sore body and grabbed his phone. He looked back at Mike and thought of Jake and how worried he was. He tried to smile as he walked out of the room and down the hall. He would tell Mike that he just wanted something to drink if he woke up before he got back.

The hall was rather warm considering that it was in the early morning hours.

Evan sighed, wondering where he could go for a few hours to at least relax for a little while before he went back to St. Louis. He walked around the hotel and sighed once he was at the door he knew. He started to walk away, trying to find comfort in some other place. He didn't want to disturb Jake. He walked down the hall and took the elevator up. He stopped two floors up and smiled when he saw the door to another good friend of his. He walked up to it and knocked lightly.

There was rustling from the inside before a stumble of feet and the click of locks before the door swung open and a tired looking woman stood there half held up by the door. "Evan?" she asked, rubbing her eyes to get rid of the sleepy blur. "What are you doing walking around at this hour?"

Evan looked down at his feet, unsure of what time it was or why he'd decided to bother someone so late. "I'm sorry, I'll go," he whispered, turning away.

Eve shook her head, reaching out and taking Evan's arm in her hand. "C'mon in Evan. You look terrible," she said, pulling him in gently. "Let me just wake up a little. I'm gonna put on some coffee, you want some too?"

Evan nodded, blinking when the light was turned on. He sat down on the couch with extreme carefulness. He was hurting bad but he needed to sit. "Eve?" he asked, leaning back. He let out a comfortable sigh and smiled when Eve came back, her black silk robe wrapped around her slim frame.

"Yeah sweety?" she asked, sitting next to him and taking a hand in hers.

"Thank you."

Eve smiled, pressing a kiss to Evan's cheek. "For what?"

"For being my big sister and best friend at the same time."

Eve chuckled, easing Evan to rest his head in her lap She stroked his hair back, holding his smaller frame closer to her. "Just rest for a while," she whispered, humming slightly.

Evan looked up at Eve, his hands taking one of hers into his. "Could I tell you a secret?" he asked, curling closer to Eve's body.

"Anything."

"You won't tell anyone will you?" he asked, afraid that his secret would get out.

"Not on my life, cross my heart," she promised, taking her free hand and making an 'x' over her heart. "What's on your mind?"

"I don't want Nikki to know. I know she's your best friend." He stopped, looking at their clasped hands. "He's my best friend and I know that it's wrong but I want him. I've wanted Jake since we've met but I don't want to ruin our friendship. He doesn't need someone like me Eve. My life is a mess. I'm completely useless," he whimpered, tears starting to fill his eyes before streaming down to dampen Eve's robe.

"Hey, hey now. Don't talk like that Evan," Eve gently chastised, resting her hand on his head. "You're just fine. Jake would be lucky to have someone like you Evan."

Evan shook his head, sighing. "I'm not good enough Eve. He deserves someone clean, perfect," he murmured, his eyelids drooping. He was getting so tired.

"Evan babe," Eve soothed, running her fingers through his hair again. "You're so much better than you think." She let him cry softly before he dozed off. "He cares about you so much Evan. He really does." She started to hum again, feeling sorry for Evan. She looked up towards the rest of the room and sighed, feeling just as sorry for Jake. She only hoped this plan worked.

Evan woke hours later feeling more refreshed than he had in a long time. He sat up from his spot on the couch and yawned, looking around the room to find that it wasn't his hotel room. His mind struggled through the night before he groaned and rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands. "Shit," he whimpered, his head pounding with memories. "Can't believe I came here."

Evan stood slowly, his back aching only half as much as his hips. He groaned, stumbling slightly before catching himself on the edge of the couch arm. He looked around, finding the woman he'd stayed with asleep in her hotel bed. He smiled at her, her caramel hair draped so elegantly over her chocolate face. She wasn't just beautiful she was angelic. He turned, looking over the room, finding his phone next to the couch he had been sleeping on. He walked over and picked it up, thinking he should at least write Eve a note saying that he was leaving. He looked for a pen and paper and scribbled a short note before leaving and going back to his own room. He slid his card through the electronic lock and smiled, the room was clean and nowhere in sight were Mike's things. He sighed in relief and began looking around for his own things. He packed his suitcase and as soon as he was done he dug out his little bag with the matching necklace Jake had. He smiled wide, putting it on.

A knock came at the door, causing Evan to jump from his relaxed silence.

He hurried over and opened the door to be face to face with the blond who had the matching necklace to his own. "Hey," he said, smiling slightly, remembering his confession to Eve the night before.

Jake ruffled Evan's hair. "Ready for some breakfast?" he asked, smiling wide, his eyes focusing on the silver necklace around Evan's neck and making him happier.

Evan looked up at Jake, unsure if it would be ok that they went out, after all he didn't know how long before Mike had left. "I... uhh…"

"Nope! I'm taking you out to breakfast. You didn't eat dinner last night so lets go!" he chirped, taking Evan's hand and leading him around to find his actual outside shoes before dragging him down to the lobby.

Evan pulled his arm back gently, stopping him and Jake just before the doors to the outside. "Where are we going?" he asked, giving Jake a hopeless grin.

Jake thought for a second shrugging. "Anywhere that has steak. I'm dying for a home fashion breakfast, steak, eggs, bacon, toast, hash browns, sausage, pancakes, maybe some waffles," he listed, his stomach growling at him in response.

"You eat so much," Evan sighed, thinking that he wouldn't be able to even eat a quarter of what Jake had listed out.

"I'm from Oklahoma Evan, there isn't much to do there but eat and work," Jake reminded Evan, sure that he'd told the other man this numerous times before. "C'mon I'm dyin for something to eat, lets hit up that one restaurant down the street, Redwheel I think it was called."

Evan chuckled, following Jake out into the cool morning. Once there and seated he looked around the place, finding that it was like a small Ma and Pop diner. He smiled when he looked at the menu, thinking that some toast and maybe some hash browns would be nice.

Jake smiled at the little waitress that stopped to take their order after a few moments. "Yeah could I have the steak and egg sandwich, medium rare, on wheat toast, the two over easy eggs with the golden brown hash browns and two pieces of toast, wheat bread?" he asked, his stomach growling again.

"You must be from the country," she said, striking a conversation with a smile. "We don't get many of you boys around."

Jake just shrugged and asked for a tall glass of orange juice to drink.

Evan looked down at the menu and stuttered out his order of toast and hash browns with a cup of black coffee with a shy smile.

The girl taking their order nodded, leaving two straws for their drinks. "It'll be right up boys." She gave one more smile to Jake and bounded off to the other patrons.

"You haven't been eating right, have you?" Evan asked, sending Jake an all-knowing look.

"I've been eating fine," Jake defended, crossing his arms like a little kid and turning away his face away from Evan. His foot reaching across the booth seat and tapping Evan's.

Evan sighed, letting Jake play makeshift footsie with him. "You normally don't eat that much, besides, I know Nikki doesn't eat half of that and you don't want to look like a pig in front of people."

Jake groaned, damn Evan for knowing so much about him. "I told you I'm only dating her because you told me to," he brought up, hoping to lead Evan in the direction of the subject they needed to talk about.

"And you should stay with her," Evan answered. He looked down at his lap. He didn't know how he should tell Jake that he wanted Jake to have someone worth his time. "You just think about your breakfast."

"It doesn't matter. I dumped her last night," Jake said, eyes resting on Evan's slumped form. His voice dropped to a whisper. "I want you Evan. Just you."

Evan sighed heavily, biting his lower lip. "Dammit Jake," he muttered, crossing his arms across his chest and looking towards the windows across from their booth. He looked up just in time to see the food coming towards them. He smiled at the waitress, thankful that it wasn't fake since she had brought the distraction of food. He thanked her and looked down at his plate, suddenly losing all appetite he had had before.

Jake's mouth watered as he looked down at his array of food. "I think I'm in love," he whispered, digging right in.

Evan watched Jake eat, almost mesmerized. He ate his own food slowly, picking at his hash browns before scooting them around his plate to make it look like he'd eaten more than a bite or two. He sipped at his coffee and watched Jake down half of his orange juice before sighing contently and licking his upper lip.

Jake smiled back at Evan, reaching across the table and resting his hand on his. "I was hoping I could show you around Oklahoma this week," he suggested.

Evan was stunned. He'd never been invited somewhere with someone else. "I… I have… but Mike," he tried to protest.

"He lives in LA, you live in St. Louis."

Evan had to think fast. He took his hand back and smiled. "I promised my mom I would stay home this week with her." He knew it was a crappy lie but it held some truth. He would spend the week with her and recover until Monday.

Jake shrugged. "We'll go another time then," he said softly, smiling as he pulled his lone hand back to his side of the table.

They sat there in silence while they listened the diner buzz with new people for their late breakfasts and early lunches. Both were consumed in their own thoughts, paying little attention to the eyes outside the big window looking in on them.

(A/N): So this has been a hard chapter to write. I have a lot that I want to do with this but I'm still working out a time line. Wow! That sounded really nerdy. Lol. Oh well. For all of you that don't know what's going on with this fic and why it's been such a long update check out my profile it is in bold at the top that pretty much explains it all. Well, tell me what you think, like I said I got a lot planned, it's just getting there that's causing some problems. Title is Rescue Plan by Jamaram.

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