"Jason here," Jason answered his phone, suspecting that, from the ring tone, it was Nate.

"Hey Jace." Nate's voice came over the phone and Jason smiled.

"How was your mom? Did she absolutely smother you?" Jason flopped down on his bed, a smile flitting on to his face.

"Absolutely…there was a lot of hugging…she asked what happened, which was awkward, because you know how much I hate lying to her, but yeah, I'm just sticking with our story I guess…" Nate sighed. "She did make lasagna though, and I did save you some."

"What about the doctor's appointment?" Jason asked, turning slightly more serious.

"I have one tomorrow morning…fucking early, but hey…the sooner I get checked out the sooner I can see you, right?" Nate sighed. He felt slightly more clingy since he had been away for almost a week and now he was becoming afraid that Jason wouldn't like that.

"That's good…" Jason nodded. "Can I take you out tomorrow night?"

"Not publicly…" Nate shook his head.

"I know that," Jason chuckled. "We can just go get dinner, no one else has to know it's a date, then we can come back to my place and, as long as my parents aren't fighting, do whatever we want…watch a movie or something."

"I'd like that." Nate smiled, though Jason couldn't see him. "You're sweet, you know that?"

"Only when it comes to you, baby…god, I miss you already!" he let out a deep, rueful sigh.

"I miss you too…but I'll see you tomorrow."

"Good, because I don't think that I'd be able to go another day without you, this afternoon was amazing…" Jason trailed off, hoping that Nate felt as good about what they had done as he did.

"I know…god, I was expecting it to be really, really scary, but then it just wasn't…you were so sweet and comforting, you just made everything really easy for me…and not at all awkward." Nate sighed contentedly. "I'd thought about what my first time would be like, and most of the visions were horror stories, you made it really, really nice…something that I want to remember."

"Oh, thanks." Jason blushed slightly. "But uh…you did the same for me, you know…you were gentle, and I was afraid that it would hurt, and it did a little bit, but I think that's just part of the process, you made it as painless and pleasurable as possible."

"How was Shane when you went to go see him?" Nate asked, nervously changing the subject to their other band mate and best friend.

"He's a mess, Nate…god…" Jason sighed. "He yelled at me, he's jealous of us, he kicked me out of his house and he made me promise not to try and help get Mitchie back with him…he doesn't want her to get hurt, but still…I think that we could protect her, I just hate seeing him like that."

"I told you, I'll take care of it, Jace."

"You can't, Nate…he'll get really, really angry if we even try." Jason shook his head and rolled on to his back, staring up at the ceiling.

"Well I didn't promise him anything," Nate shrugged. "So I think that I can do whatever I want in that department."

"You're an evil genius, you know that?" Jason smiled.

"Turn on your webcam, I want to see you while I talk to you." Nate ordered Jason, who immediately sat up and pulled his laptop over to him. He logged into video chat and opened up a screen with Nate, who was sitting up in bed, already in his pajamas, which consisted of a white tank top and plaid flannel pants. "Your hair's all messy," Nate pointed out, chuckling slightly.

"Oh…sorry, hold on." Jason moved to fix his hair, but Nate cut him off.

"No, babe, don't fix it." Nate shook his head. "It looks good that way, really sexy…"

"Why are you so good looking?" Jason asked, looking at the screen as Nate smiled. "You're just so…I dunno, everything." Jason laughed as Nate bit his bottom lip in a shy manner. "God, Nate, you know that it drives me CRAZY when you do that! That's just unfair."

"Oh…sorry." Nate immediately stopped, his ears turning slightly red. "I wasn't thinking, ha…" he let out a little nervous laughter. "So…how about them Yankees?"

"Why are you talking about the Yankees?" Jason asked, confusing spreading across his face.

"You know…it's just one of those ice breakers, when someone wants to change the subject they just…you know what? Never mind, it really, really doesn't matter."

"Are you ok?" Jason asked, looking seriously at his boyfriend.

"Yeah…why wouldn't I be?" Nate looked confused.

"Um…because you were kidnapped and locked away for six days…I really just want to know if everything's ok…"

"Well my heart's a little broken for Shane, but I'm ok." Nate nodded. "A little sore in a few spots, but that's what you get when you're beat up, small price to pay."

"Oh god, I didn't hurt you any worse this afternoon, did I?" Jason asked, panic and worry setting in to his voice as he mentally obsessed over the potential pain that he had caused Nate.

"No, no…god no." Nate shook his head. "Everything that you did this afternoon was wonderful."

"How are you mentally?" Jason asked. "I mean you were pretty freaked out in the shower, so is everything alright in that department?" Jason tiled his head to the side and looked at the webcam, waiting for Nate's hesitant response.

"I think I'm alright in that department…" Nate nodded slowly. "I don't know, I mean I guess it'll all come down tonight, I'm not sure how well I'm going to sleep, but it should be alright, I mean I think that it will be; the main problem was worrying that you didn't love me, and I think that you've proved that you do, so…"

"I love you with all of my heart, Nate." Jason looked Nate in the eyes as best he could over the internet. "Nothing could make me stop loving you the way that I do…" Jason paused, just looking at Nate for almost a whole minute before speaking again. "Baby, I'm so, so glad that you're safe…"

"I am too, I just wish that Shane didn't have to pay such a big price for my safety." Nate looked down, a slight sadness in his eyes. "I'm going to repay him, Jason, I have to find a way or the guilt is going to kill me."

"NATE!" Jason looked at the younger boy, astonished. "You can't feel guilty, not about that, it wasn't your fault! You were targeted, no one asked you to be a hostage, they took you against your will and then forced Shane's hand…none of it is your fault."

"Fine…" Nate sighed. "If not the guilt then pity…I have you, he deserves to have something like what we have; I love you, Jason, and I wouldn't trade that feeling for anything, so I have no idea how Shane was able too."

A/N Sorry I've been away, I haven't been getting much sleep. Also, what I've decided to do, since I'm writing SO many stories at once is, after today, posting updates for two a day, so one day it will be two stories, the next day it will be the next two...I'm sorry for the change, but I'm so busy...