Author's notes: Thank you for your kind reviews. I love hearing from you all.

This short chapter is about - dum dum dum dum - Gustavo! I know I know I know - not what you expected, but! He is an important character for me and his story is a big part of Drunken Happiness, even if I didn't share it that much, I just always kept it in the back of my mind while writing. So - here's Gustavo's first "ghost plot" - yes he has another.

Hope you enjoy it! I sure did enjoy being able to finally give Gustavo a bit of attention. He deserved it.

So... Pwease pwease don't shy away from reviews.

Love you all!

Fairy God… Father?

"How is it like?" Gustavo asked Logan, still in awe.

"Like butterflies. Just in one spot. More defined."

"Butterflies." Gustavo echoed, looking down at his hand on Logan's abdomen. He took his hand away and simply left, still looking at it.

He went right to his office and made sure to lock the door, still looking down in awe at his own hand. It was the very first time he'd felt a baby kick inside his mo… well… father's belly. Wow! That sounded weird. Gustavo thought about it for a second. "Butterflies…" His brain started tingling, his hands aching for something to write with, for a sheet of music. He ravaged through his desk drawers until he found what he needed and began writing down his thoughts, his music with fervor.

He wrote and wrote and corrected and re-wrote the same music passage and lyrics until they were perfect. He ignored Kelly's knocks, he ignored the "dogs" coming to check up on him, he just worked on the song through the night.

The following day he slept off his tiredness, happy with the result of his hard work, allowing his "dogs" a little day off, but not before warning them that he wanted them all in the studio bright and early, at seven am the following day.

He gave Logan the song to read. "Butterflies". Of course the genius Logan caught on what the song was about. So did James – who said James Diamond wasn't insightful was a stupid person!

"Gustavo… this… this is beautiful…" Logan wiped a tear from the corner of his eye.

"Thank you…" Gustavo lost his words for a second. Neither of his "dogs" had ever reacted so emotionally over one of his songs before. Then again he'd never written a more personal or meaningful song for them before either. Still, Gustavo found himself turn to mush over Logan's reaction, even if he knew that it was most likely because of his raging hormones. Maybe he was getting softer. Or maybe it was just the thought of a brand new life. The life that had inspired him to write "Butterflies".

"It really is amazing." James whispered, holding Logan from behind, kissing his temple. Logan handed the sheet of music to Carlos and Kendall, leaning back into James' warmth.

Carlos cooed while Kendall smirked over his shoulder.

"They're right, Gustavo. It's, probably your best song." Gustavo's mouth fell agape at the sound of Kendall's compliment.

"Too bad no one will ever hear it…" Logan added dreamingly.

"I know, DOG! But you WILL sing it anyway!" Gustavo strutted to his control panel the second he saw Kelly take the sheet of paper and read it. Kelly covered her mouth and watched him go. Kelly sighed and followed Gustavo to the control panel, settling in her usual chair at his side. Gustavo turned his back to her and began telling the "dogs" what to do, which lyric to sing, how high to go. All four men listened closely and followed his instructions better than ever.

They recorded the song that no one would ever hear in record time.

When they were done Gustavo retreated to his office once more, flopping down on his chair. He hid his face in the palms of his hands, his elbows propped on the desk, as he let out a deep sigh filled with sorrow.

Logan's newly discovered motherly instincts kicked into high gear when he saw Gustavo literally run to his office so he followed the fat man.

"Gustavo?" Logan questioned slowly opening the office door.

Gustavo growled. "I can't believe I forgot to lock the freaking door…"

"What happened?" Logan began to prod into Gustavo's mind, closing the door behind him before taking a seat on the chair in front of Gustavo's desk. Gustavo growled but offered nothing. "Why are you treating Kelly like she doesn't exist?"

Gustavo's head shot up. "I don't!"

"You do, Gustavo. You do. You barely say five words to her all day long, you shut her out and send her on wild, unneeded errands… why?"

Gustavo growled again, hiding his face in his palms once more. Logan sensed he was on the verge of breaking down so he simply just stood there, hands folded neatly in his lap, waiting for Gustavo to speak his mind. "Why do you care?" Gustavo finally asked, his voice quiet, gentle and very un-Gustavo-like.

Logan shrugged. "You're part of my family now."

Gustavo didn't know how to react. He let his body fall back into the chair, but his eyes never met Logan's gaze. "Maybe you shouldn't care… you'd be better off… everybody would be better off…"

Logan got up from his chair, circled the desk and leaned against the edge. He put a hand on Gustavo's shoulder when Gustavo turned his chair away from him. "You know that's just nonsense, Gustavo. We all care about you. James, Carlos, Kendall and I. We all care for you. You're family now, after so many years of working together."

Gustavo sighed and let his head fall to his chest. "Why would you care for someone who always screams at you?" Logan chuckled.

"We all know it's the way you express yourself better. Actually… it's kind of weird to hear you talk in a normal voice… we're all so used to you screaming." Logan tried to joke but quickly regretted his words when Gustavo seemed to drift further into depression instead of cracking the smile Logan had hope for. "I'm joking, Gustavo." Gustavo nodded, breathing out a small "yeah" but still refusing to turn his chair. "Won't you, please, tell me what's wrong?"

"I…"

"Did Kelly do anything to upset you?" Logan tried seeing that Gustavo was shutting up again.

"No. Never. She's amazing. She's always doing more than her job. She's… I'm… It's just… I…" Gustavo stopped babbling. Logan kept quiet. He squeezed Gustavo's shoulder reassuringly. Gustavo sighed. "I think I'm in love…" He whispered. Logan needed a moment to process the information.

"In love?" Logan asked gently. "With whom?" Logan asked and instantly felt stupid and needed to faceplam himself. "Kelly." Logan whispered. Gustavo nodded right as Kelly entered the room.

"Gustav… Oh! Logan. I didn't know you were here." She said on a happy tone before even noticing Gustavo's demeanor. "Gustavo… what's wrong?"

"NOTHING!" Gustavo yelled out of the blue, making Logan jump back a bit.

"Ohhh… kay… emm… I just wanted to let you know Travis needs your help editing "Butterflies" but if you want… I can…" She trailed off pointing a thumb over her shoulder, at the door.

"Tell him I'm busy. Just… have him do what he thinks it's best and I'll take it from there…" Gustavo made an uncommittal sign with his right hand, basically telling Kelly to leave. Kelly got the point and exited the office with a small nod of her head.

"Why are you treating her like this?" Logan whispered.

"I can't look at her, Logan. I can't… looking at her makes me… weak. I hate being weak…"

"Weak? How?" Logan pushed him gently.

"LIKE WEAK!" Gustavo yelled.

"Put a bit more words to that description, Gustavo. Come on. You're a song writer. You're supposed to be able to verbalize your feelings better than one word." Logan teased.

"Weak like I can't think straight, weak like my knees don't hold me, weak like my heart is racing out of control, weak like I can't eat, weak like I can't sleep just thinking of her, weak like I lose track of what she's saying because I just listen to the sound of her voice… weak like… like… like my belly's in my throat constantly…" Logan chuckled a little as Gustavo turned to him with a scold in his eyes.

"Well, it kinda is, big man." He patted Gustavo's big belly.

"See…" Gustavo's head fell forward. "How could she ever look at this" Gustavo opened his arms. "Like something other than hideous."

"You're not hideous." Logan stated simply.

"Like you'd know."

"Hey! I'm gay, remember?"

"Pfa! For James. Anyone would be gay for James. Even I would be gay for James – he'd never look at me, but… everyone would be gay for that DOG!"

Logan chuckled. "He is hot, huh?" Gustavo sighed. "I'm lucky." Logan made a dreamy face. "But, this is not about me, but about you." Logan pushed a finger into Gustavo's chest. "You never know Gustavo. Not until you try…"

"I can't take a chance, Logan. I'd be risking everything. From rejection to a harassment law-suite. She's my employee, Logan. I can't just…"

"Yes you can. Look at me and James. I always thought James was straight but still, I tried. I risked a lifetime of friendship. Look where we are. Because I tried, Gustavo. I swallowed my fears and I tried. Do the same. Try. I don't think Kelly will…"

"That's right you DON'T THINK!" Gustavo yelled again. "NOW GET OUT OF HERE! I HAVE WORK TO DO!"

Logan sighed and put his head down. "I'll go. But think about it, Gustavo. Just think about it. Kelly doesn't deserve the way you're treating her now. Especially since you…"

"OUT! OUT NOW!" Gustavo yelled at the top of his lungs.

Logan put his hands up and left him alone.

"What's wrong with him?" James asked as soon as Logan got back to Studio A.

Logan shrugged. "He's just overwhelmed, I guess."

James nodded and dropped the issue.