(A/N Sorry for not updating so long. I've got no excuse actually, just not much inspiration. But that doesn't matter. Sooo, uhm… On with the story now! It's incredibly short, I'm aware of that, but I think I'll have one more chapter up before the New Year)

Duncan was asking Bridgette for help. He really wanted Courtney to forgive him, but had no idea how.

"So, if I get it right, you want to apologize to Courtney?" Bridgette raised her eyebrows. It would be hard to give some advice, maybe making Duncan sing like she did to Geoff.

"You could sing a song for her!" Bridgette tried. "Yeah, sure. That's like a straight Noah and Cody, Chris without his sadism and Alejandro without his looks. That is not going to happen!"

So, that obviously was not a good idea.

"What about a dinner for two? I mean, it's Christmas and I'll just tell the others so they won't disturb you guys."

Duncan thought about it. It was a really good idea.

"Okay, cool. But how?"

"Don't worry about that, I'll get some of the girls to help. Just make sure you're here when the match starts, before Courtney is. Okay?" Duncan nodded. That went easy. The girls would make sure everything was okay.

-x-

Breakfast time. The new meaning was giving other people food before you've had something to eat yourself. And just because you're forced to work in a restaurant against your will and in a (for most of them) strange country.

Lunch, pretty much the same.

Dinner the worst of all, how could someone expect you to be all happy when you are starving and would murder someone to get something to eat. All the delicious food and you can't eat any of it. That is, till the restaurant closed.

After the restaurant closed, there was an opportunity to eat, but not for Bridgette, Izzy and Lindsay. They were busy with fixing everything for Duncan and Courtney.

Bridgette was busy with the cutlery. Izzy was folding some red napkins, and Lindsay was busy with the candles and the plates with food .

"Is this all right?" she asked as she put the food down.

"Well, if it tastes like it smells…" Bridgette grinned as she put some wine next to the plates.

"Looks incredible, girls." They turned around. Duncan, of course. He looked more than satisfied. Why wouldn't he? It was perfect!

Bridgette quickly made sure Duncan knew what he had to do. "Okay, Courtney's coming right now, pull out her chair for her, tell her how you feel and make sure you don't say anything stupid, okay? Girls, come on, I'm hungry"

-x-

"Alejandro not here, anyone can just walk in." Justin tried to push Alejandro off of him but without much success. Alejandro held him tight and wasn't going to let him go away. "What if someone walks in. And what if it's Heather?"

"Relax, I got the door locked, no one can walk in. It's just you and me. Alone" Alejandro whispered while stroking Justin's back. Justin put his head down in Alejandro's lap. "What's wrong?" Alejandro asked. "I don't know, it just feels bad to know you're cheating on Heather. I've never ever felt bad before." Alejandro sighed and nodded. "Same for me."

It was quiet for a little while. Justin pushed himself up to sit next to Alejandro. Alejandro put his hands on Justin's cheeks and pulled their foreheads together. It was comfortable that way. It was one of those little moments you realized what love was. Love wasn't about sex and pleasure, it was about being there and holding each other.

"I love you" he whispered. He got a smile and sweet soft kiss as an answer. Justin was about to say something when the door burst open.

"Guys we're having a 'Last day of 2012' dinner tonight and-" Gwen didn't finish her sentence. Justin and Alejandro let go of each other as quick as they could. "Hi" was all that Justin managed to get out. Alejandro smiled an small and awkward smile. "Okay, I see you guys are busy. When were you guys going to tell us about this?" she asked as she raised an eyebrow.

Justin and Alejandro looked at each other but didn't know what to say. Gwen didn't seem mad, not at all, but an answer to this question... "You know what? I don't even have to know, you guys make a cute couple." They smiled awkwardly

"Sooo, ummm… I think I'll just go back and watch Izzy dance to Gangnam Style." And with that she was gone again.

So Gwen knew now, unintentionally, but how should they tell Heather? She was the one that deserved to know…