(Next chapter, wohoo! Thanks for reading this so far, and if you want more WillxJack, read my other story, I'm in Love With You. It's completed, and the sequel for that will begin after I finish this.)

"Will?"

Grace knocked cautiously on the man's bedroom door. She'd come home after a night out walking around the city with Leo, to find him sobbing on the couch. When he had seen Will, he'd told Grace he would leave them alone for a while to sort it out. Grace couldn't be happy, not when Will was like this. He'd told her what had happened the night before, and then had run into his room and locked the door.

Now Will was huddled on top of his bed, clutching a picture to his chest and staring out the window. His eyes had dried, and now he was thinking.

"Come in" he mumbled. Grace appeared in the doorway and walked over to him. Sitting next to him on the bed, she clasped one of her hands in his and used the other to gently take the photograph away. Turning it over to inspect the picture inside the frame, she saw it was one of Will and Jack, back in Will's college years. It was of Matt Stoke's party in fact, where they had first met. In the picture, neither one of them was paying attention to the camera. Will was talking to a friend of theirs, and Jack was sitting on a chair, looking quietly at the other man with a smile on his face.

"How can I know if I love him Grace?" he said quietly. "How can he ask me to make that decision?" He stood and paced the floor. "He comes in here, right after I break up with my boyfriend, and demands that I make up my mind as to my feelings for him in five seconds!" He frowned, rubbing his forehead in frustration.

"Maybe he thought you'd already made the decision" Grace said, standing up. Will looked at her, puzzled. "I mean, you've been friends for 20 years, you must love him in some way, and if you love him in that way, then don't you know it by now?" Will's mouth had opened to disagree, but he slowly closed it, taking in what Grace had said.

She moved forwards and pressed the photograph into his hands. "I can't make the decision for you Will. I always thought Jack would be good for you; you're practically like a couple anyways. Karen and I once took bets on how long it would take you to get together. It's the one bet I made with Karen that I won, Karen's more of an optimist than me about people hooking up" she said, grinning. Will gave her a little smile back.

"Whatever you feel for him, he needs to know Will" Grace said now, quietly. "He's right, it's not fair for him to keep waiting, and if you don't tell him, despite his best efforts, he's going to keep waiting. You can't throw away love that easily" she said, sighing internally at her own thoughts of Leo.

"I've got to go now" she said. "I hope you're with Jack at the studio when I get back to this apartment." She turned and left him.

Will sat back down and looked at the photograph that was back in his hands. Jack's expression was the usual Jack expression, he seemed to be checking out Will's ass in this picture. Will chuckled to himself; that was Jack alright. But there was something different here; Jack's smile was more genuine in this. Will himself seemed to be laughing at his own joke in the picture, while the man talking to him was giving a chuckle as well. It seemed too that Jack had heard the joke, and was laughing at it, but with none of the usual malice on his face. Will recalled that night, and remembered seeing Jack in various places, laughing at his jokes and seeming genuinely interested.

Of course he was interested Will thought. He fell in love with you. He's been in love with you for 20 years.

What did that mean to Will? Jack's smile was so inviting and warm in the picture. Will laid back and recalled what had happened the night before. The passionate kissing and rushing pleasures played over and over in his mind. The sex… Will sighed. It had been wonderful, Jack had certainly had experience. It had been the best experience of his life, he realized. The most passionate, the most enjoyable, and the most loving. No man had ever given Will the feeling that Jack had given him last night.

Then why can't I admit I love him? He asked himself. Why? Because he's Jack the Flake McFarland. And I'm Will… the Blind Truman. I kept myself blind by throwing myself at other men, and Jack held the pain away by doing the same. That's why I kissed him last night, because I had never really answered the question of my feelings for him. I just kept pushing it away because I didn't want to face it. Despite what people say about Jack, despite his immaturity, despite his flaws, no, because of them, I love him. I love him because he's Jack.

Will stood and ran out the door.

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"Jack?"

The younger man looked up at the woman standing next to him. "Jackie, honey, it's time to sign the contract. The producers are here, they're waiting for you."

Jack nodded. "Send them in" he said, his voice hoarse from crying. The woman could see he was glum, and patted his shoulder before leaving the room.

Jack was in one of the board rooms of the East Street studio of the network he was working for. He'd been waiting for the producers to arrive so that he could get the contract for the Badge signed. They were delaying the signing until the last second, they'd told him he'd have to make a decision by eight pm that night, after Jack had told them he had some things to consider first.

Jack's right hand held a pencil that he was tapping against the desk anxiously. For two hours he'd been sitting here, waiting and hoping that Will would show up. There were tissues sprawled over the desk, wet from Jack's tears. He'd changed from highs to lows multiple times since he'd left Will, sometimes believing that there was no way Will could stand him up, and others sobbing over losing him. Now, as the end was approaching, Jack sighed, and accepted the fact that Will wasn't coming. He supposed he'd always known that Will, in the end, couldn't be there for Jack like he wanted him to be. He accepted it mentally, but emotionally, he knew he could never really get over it.

The door to the office opened, and he looked at it anxiously, but sighed internally when he saw it was just the producers entering. They sat down and put a copy of the contract in front of him. "You've read this, right?"

"Yeah" he mumbled quietly. One man pulled out a pen and handed it to him. "There's no turning back after this sonny" he said, "so we're not using something erasable to sign this. Time to graduate from pencil to pen, Jack."

Jack gave him a halfhearted smile and looked down at the papers. The woman from before was now standing at his right and looked down at the contract. "It looks to be in order, go ahead" she said to him, giving him an encouraging smile. He looked up, nodded, then looked back down. Time to sign away this chapter of your life, Jack McFarland he thought, pulling at the top of the pen. He realized that it was one of those pens where you twisted the cap- like part and the pen comes out the other side, and finally was able to twist the pen point out. Looking up as if to see those extra seconds of delay would make a difference, he sighed, seeing the door remain closed, and looked back down, pen poised over paper.

"JACK MCFARLAND, I LOVE YOU!"

The shout was heard from outside of the office. Jack in a swift move lept up and ran, crashing into the door of the board room and opening it. Will was in the doorframe of the front entrance to the lobby of the office that the board room was connected to. A security guard was attempting to force him out of the office. "This is private property sir!" he said, blocking the door with his body. Will looked over his shoulder at Jack, desperation in his eyes.

"It's alright Carl" Jack said. The security guard turned to look at him, then shrugged and stepped aside. Jack's face hardened into a frown. "Nice of you to finally show" he snapped. Will looked down.

He had to look up again when Jack ran over to him and jumped up into his arms. He pressed his mouth onto the older man's and wrapped his legs around Will's waist and his arms around his shoulders. Will pressed into the kiss as well, savoring it. Jack broke the kiss and smiled at him, then buried his head into Will's shoulder and started to cry again. "And I just fixed my makeup an hour ago!" he sobbed.

Will gave a laugh and wrapped his arms around the man now latched onto him. "It's ok Jack, it's ok, I'm not blind anymore." Jack looked up at him, for a moment thinking Will was being literal. Will knew this and grinned. "I mean that I'm not lying to myself anymore about how I feel about you."

Jack slowly let his legs fall away from around Will's waist and stood on the ground again. "You really mean it?" he asked softly. Will nodded. "You really feel that way?"

"I wouldn't be here if I didn't."

Jack smiled, and then realized that he felt eyes on his back. He turned to see the producers and the women peeking out of the board room, their eyes wide in shock. "I guess this means that I won't be going to LA after all" he said, chuckling. Will tapped him on the shoulder, and Jack turned to find that the older man was holding up a pen to him.

"I'll go with you if you want to do this" he said. "I'll follow you wherever your career takes you." Jack's eyes shined with joy, and he smiled and shook his head. Will's face now turned into one of confusion. "But you want this career Jack!"

"I wanted you more" he said. "And if I've got you, I couldn't care less about my career." He threw the pen over his shoulder and without waving, wrapped an arm around Will's waist and pulled him out the door. Will looked back into the room as they left, shrugged and smiled at the shell-shocked people inside, and then wrapped his own arm around Jack and pulled him into another kiss. They broke it after a moment and walked down the hall and out into the night.

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Jack, Will, Leo, Grace, and Karen were gathered in Will's- and now Jack's- apartment. Leo had told Grace that he still loved her, and they had gotten back together. Grace had been worried about how Will would react when she told him the news, but he had just smiled at her and told her that it was ok, that they both needed to find their loves, and now that they had, they'd finally gotten everything they wanted.

"A toast to changing times, new relationships, and new chapters in our lives" said Will, raising his glass to the group. "Here here!" came the shout from all, and they downed the alcohol. Karen reached over Grace to grab the bottle and chug it down, Grace just rolled her eyes. "So Karen, what are you going to do without Stan?" she asked the woman.

Karen grinned at her uncharacteristically. "Well honey, Rosie and I are moving into a mansion just outside of the city for now. I met my new neighbors there, and there's a cutie I've been flirting with. Maybe this time next year I'll have even more money to flaunt in front of you from marrying him! He's thin too!" Everyone laughed.

Jack leaned his head on his boyfriend's shoulder and looked at his friends chatting. "Did everything turn out how you wanted it Jackie?" Will asked. Jack looked up smiled, then pulled his head back and kissed him. The other three turned to look at them. Jack broke the kiss and stared intently at Will.

"After all this time, I can finally say yes" he said. The two men grinned at each other, then Jack turned his head and raised his glass. "To the five of us" he said.

The glasses clinked together.

(The end! Thank you so much, everyone who read this! No sequel for this one, but check out my other WillxJack fanfic, which will have a sequel!

Love to all- Nighthawk)