It probably wouldn't have been any better on a bed.

Will had had a restless, uncomfortable and miserable sleep on Dan's floor, but it was the racing thoughts and regrets that bothered him more than the hard surface. When he finally fell asleep, T had called to be let into Dan's room, and Will had to start all over. Only this time he had T's snoring to deal with.

They hadn't really gotten moving until noon despite the fact that they had originally planned on going to breakfast and possibly seeing a movie before they had to catch the 3:00 train that afternoon. So much for that, Will thought.

Maybe if Sierra didn't already have plans, and T could have gotten off of work…Maybe if Will hadn't been scheduled to work in the pub, tomorrow—the place would be crowded for the game—they would have originally planned to stay another night. Will wondered what he would have done with that extra day. But it was just as well.

Over lunch in a nearby diner, Will could see that Gabi was the worst physically, as she had still been throwing up intermittently and was generally unhappy. He felt awful for her, and she couldn't even eat. And Will badly wanted to have a conversation with her about last night's "I know" business, but today was not the day. At least he was pretty sure she wasn't going to say anything to anybody today, as she was not in the mood to talk. At all.

There had been one moment during the day where Will had thought, 'maybe'. Maybe he could fix this and at least talk to Sonny before he left. It had been stupid to leave without saying anything to him. Or it had been stupid to leave, period.

It was when Dan said he had to go walk back to where he had left his car outside of the party, last night.

"I'll go with, keep you company," Will blurted out, before he could think it through. Just hoping for a glance, a chance. Hoping to see Sonny.

Funny how last night all Will could concentrate on was what those girls had said about Sonny; what kind of person was he really? And what kind of match could they actually be? But this morning he remembered the kiss. And the way Sonny had looked at him, right before it.

But then Dan had a study group he had to meet up with at the last minute and decided he'd just get the car later. When Will suggested to Sierra she should be a good girlfriend and they should just all go get it for him, she wasn't having it.

Admit that it is over, thought Will. Just admit it.

Now, they were a motley crew, dragging themselves through the train station building.

Sierra had agreed to come to the train station just to see them off. Personally, Will thought you could tell she was as done with them. Hung-over-Gabi was no fun. Even T seemed on edge as well, and Will made a mental note to talk with him later and find out how things had turned out with the blonde.

Meanwhile, as he lugged his bag, Will was mentally beating himself up, for the hundredth time that day . Why had he just let the conversation get in his head and fuel his insecurity? Now, it was too late. For anything.

This is how it would have ended, anyway, he reminded himself. Sonny still here, and Will on a train back to Salem. No matter what he would have had last night—it hurt too much to think about what he gave up, so he didn't—it still would have ended with nothing.

'Nothing' would have replaced 'something' regardless. Still, if he had given it a chance…

He should have given it a chance.

They had some minutes until the train would get there and collapsed in a corner to wait.

That's when Will saw him.

"Oh my god, he's here," said Will at the sight of Sonny. He crossed the large room quickly, but when he got up close he stopped just short of hugging him. He did look so damn, gorgeous, even more in the light of day than he had the night before. "Why—how are you here?"

"You ran out," said Sonny.

"I know. About that," Will could feel his pulse quicken, his breath catch. His heart felt like it was expanding. "I'm really sorry, I just…"

"No, I'm really sorry," said Sonny. "Look, what you heard, that was…that sounds horrible but I can explain it if you want."

Will shook his head. "It's fine," he said. "I—I have to get on a train in a few minutes. I'm not looking for any big explanations. I just..seeing you…"

"Meeting you, Will, I mean, you've got to believe me, that meeting you, sorta changed things for me. And it's not exactly like you heard, I think…"

Will nodded. "It's fine. I'm glad you came, I felt so stupid this morning. And…How—how did you know what time our train was?"

Sonny paused and looked at him in, taking a deep breath.

"You know I don't even know your last name," Sonny said, instead of answering the question. "I don't have your number. And I didn't know where you went last night. About the only thing I knew was that you were taking a train back today."

Will smiled as Sonny continued, "And the thing is, the first train leaves at 6 am. And while I was pretty sure you weren't going to be on it, the only way to know for sure is to have been here."

"You've been here since then?" laughed Will.

"Yep. And I stayed. In case you were on the 8 or the 10:30, or the noon…all the way up until now," shrugged Sonny, bashfully. "Oh my god, this is embarrassing. Is that…? You probably think…"

He's incredible, Will thought. Will smiled, and Sonny stopped mid-sentence and smiled back.

"Here. Also, I bought you something this morning."

Sonny handed Will a bakery bag and inside was a wrapped bagel.

Will arched his eyebrows, still in awe. "You've been here since six a.m., with a bagel, waiting to catch me before I board a train?"

"It's destiny," said Sonny, with a tiny shrug. "That pumpernickel bagel had a destiny."

Will looked at the bagel flavor, and then at Sonny. This might be what the beginning of falling in love actually feels like, thought Will.

"Even pumpernickel," he said, trying to keep his tone light.

"Especially pumpernickel," said Sonny in reply, with the most beautiful smile Will had ever seen. The train whistle blared loudly from a distance, calling out its arrival to the station, while Sonny's eyes looked deep into his, as if searching for something, Will thought.

"Will?" He paused just a moment. "Can I ask you something?"