Jeff is wriiten by me and Nick is written by the lovely Blackberrypuzzlepiece. Don`t forget to rate and Review :)

The next morning Nick was awoken by a knocking at the door.

"Time to get up boys." The bobby called through the door. Jeff shot up from being woken and winced at the sudden movement. He sat on his knees with his legs slightly spread so his rear wasn't so sore.

"You okay Angel?" Nick asked.

"Just sore. I'll be fine after I pop in the shower." Jeff slowly got up, grabbed his cloths for the day, and headed to the bathroom while Nick got up and got dressed. Jeff took a shower and dressed in a blue dress shirt and dark shinny jeans. He got out of the bathroom ready to go down for breakfast. Nick stopped short when he saw Jeff's outfit. He looked amazing. "What?" Jeff said looking confused at Nick`s stair

"You`re beautiful Angel." Nick breathed. How could Jeff want him? Nick would never know, but he was so thankful that for some reason he did.

"Thanks, you cleaned up nice too." Jeff smiled at his boyfriend

"Boys, you ready?" The bobby called from the door.

"Yes, sir, we are." Nick said opening the door. He grabbed Jeff's hand. Jeff squeezed back nervously and they headed down for breakfast. This was it. The day his whole world got turned upside down. "Everything's going to be fine Angel." Nick said. "No matter what happens, you always have me and my family. Nothing can change that." He looked Jeff in the eye.

"You`re my family Nick, that`s not going to change. Not because of him or anyone else. I`m just nervous. What am I going to do, what am I going to say?"

"I know it's going to be awkward." Nick said. "I'll be right there with you though. And just do what feels right. Follow your heart."

"Alright" Jeff took deep breaths "so what is my dad`s name anyway?" He asked the bobby

"Williams, Marcus Williams" Jeff scrunched his nose. That was his actual last name?

"So, how does that work? I thought his last name was Sterling?" Nick asked, scrunching his nose too.

"No that`s my mum`s name, Éponine Sterling. She never got married so it just stayed like that, and I took after it." He smiled at his mum`s first name. He always liked it.

"She was named after the girl from Les Miserables?" Nick asked.

Jeff chuckled. "Yeah, Nana and Granddad were kind of the biggest musical fans ever."

"I learn something new about you every day." Nick said shaking his head with a smile. He kissed Jeff on the cheek.

"What about you? Where'd your name come from Nicky? Why did your parents decide to name you after a saint?"

"My mom's parents were really religious. Let's just say, they don't really talk to us anymore." Nick said.

"Oh, I'm sorry." There was a silent pause. Jeff really didn't know how to react to something like that. "I don't really think I'm named after someone"

"That's fine. And it's cool you didn't know. I was never really close to them." Nick said with a shrug. It was true he only ever saw them at Easter, and Christmas sometimes.

"What do you guys have for Christmas, food wise?" Jeff asked getting rather hungry waking into the cafe.

"We have turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, peas, stuffing, rolls, and a bunch of other stuff. And we invite my cousins and stuff over." Nick said.

They got up the counter and Jeff ordered for them both "Two stacks of pancakes please. What you want to drink Nicky?"

"Some coffee please, or tea if they don't have coffee" Nick said.

"Coffee and peach tea please." He said to the lady waiting them. She came back a few minutes later with the drinks with three British pancakes with fruit on top for each of them.

Nick took a bite of the pancakes. His face scrunched up. "These taste different."

"Do you like it?" Jeff asked chowing down his stack, feeling nostalgic and a little home sick as he did.

"Yeah, it's good." Nick said. "I just wasn't prepared for the difference. It would've been nice if someone...mm, say my boyfriend told me so I wasn't so shocked."

"I mentioned British pancakes were flatter and less sweet than American ones. Remember, when your mom served them before we left. Or were you too brain dead?"

"Apparently" Nick mumbled. He now vaguely remembered Jeff making some sort of comment like that. Jeff continued eating his pancakes, but couldn't shake the feeling that sometimes Nick just didn't listen to him. He shook it off and sipped his tea trying to think of a new topic.

"So shall we go then?" The Bobby asked rising from the table.

"Okay" Jeff was still nervous as they went next door to the station.

"Are we meeting here?" Nick asked the bobby.

"No, at his house at 7 dials"

"My dad lives on the west end?" Jeff asked surprised, the bobby nodded.

"Why do you seem so surprised Angel?" Nick asked.

"The west end is sort of the rich-y part of town. Not many people get to live there."

"Oh, that's interesting." Nick said. Not really knowing what he was supposed to say.

They got on the train and rode to the right stop. When they got off and walked for a bit and then entered 7 dials. Which was basically 7 roads that converted on a roundabout "It's like Hunger Games" Jeff joked.

Nick giggled at that. "I loved those books."

"Yeah they were good, wasn't a fan of all the killing though."

They entered a fancy looking apartment building.

"Come on, the Williams' apartment is on the 10th floor." The bobby said. Once they got there the bobby knocked on the door. Nick took Jeff's hand, and gave it a reassuring squeeze. Jeff held his breath as the door opened, but it wasn't his dad. It was a thin, older woman with faded cream colored hair, pale, wrinkled completion, and strong eyes that were probably bright at one point, but life sucked it out to make the blue look grey. His grandmother, Jeff assumed.

"Hello, ma' am." the bobby said. "We're looking for Marcus Williams."

"Yes, he said you'd be coming." She looked at Jeff as if to silently add 'with you.' "Do come in, my son will be down in a moment." They entered the residents as the women disappeared down the hall. Jeff looked at the pictures on the wall, which confirmed his worry. He indeed has step-siblings, four of them.

"Everything's alright, Jeffy." Nick whispered.

"I'm alright, just a lot to take in." Jeff held Nick's hand as he skimmed all of the photos of his family he never knew about. He had a step-mom and four step-siblings. Three younger boys, looking about 8, 9, and 10 and an older girl about 11. "Four kids, good lord...don't they have jobs?" He joked. Nick giggled, and even the bobby cracked a smile.

Jeff smiled and heard someone walking down the hallway. He was stunned and unable to move when his dad walked into sight. He was tall, slightly muscular, with dark brown/red hair, green eyes, pale complexion like his mother, and was wearing dress pants, shirt, and leather jacket. He looked about mid- 30`s.

"`Ello Jeff" he had an Irish ascent, which Jeff thought was kind of cool.

"Hi" he said softly. Nick wrapped an arm around Jeff's waist to show his support.

Jeff expected to be mad at him, yell at him for leaving, at least have an awkward introduction then talk about something random, or something to that effect. He never expected to get emotional. Especially get happy and hug him. But that`s what he did. He was real, and here. He didn`t have to pretend or imagine anymore. Nick watched with a smile as Jeff hugged his dad. He knew things were a long way from okay, but they would get there eventually. Marcus seemed shocked at the contact at first and didn't do anything. He came out of shock after a few seconds and tightly hugged Jeff back.

"Daddy" Jeff's youngest step-brother was peeking out from the corner watching in confusion. Nick smiled to himself. The child was adorable. Nick had always loved kids. He was only nervous about how the kids would feel about Jeff, and maybe...him.

Jeff turned to the child and smiled "Well hello there, my names Jeff." The boy just stared at him looking from his dad to Jeff to Nick.

The child ran to his dad, and then shyly said, "Hi." Jeff noticed the older boys staring to pop out their rooms too. He didn`t see the girl thought.

"Boys, come on out there is someone I want you to meet."

"But Mama said to stay in our room when he was here." The eldest one said

"Well I`m telling you to come out" Marcus said coaxing them. Nick frowned. He wondered why their mother had told them to stay in their room.

"Jeff, this is Ryland." He pointed to the youngest one with light brown/red hair. "Ross" the middle blond one, "and Rocky" the oldest boy with dark brown hair. Nick smiled those were nice names. He wondered where the girl was though.

"Nice to meet you three. I`m Jeff, and this is Nick." He said holding Nick`s hand again. The blond tried to be general about his introductions, Jeff didn`t know if Marcus told them he was their brother.

"Hi!" Nick said smiling. He gave Jeff's hand a squeeze.

"Boys, can one of get Rydel. I want her to meet him too." Rocky sped down the hallway and came back with the 11 year old blonde girl in tow. Nick looked at the girl, out of all of them she was the closest looking to Jeff, but you could see the similarities between her and the other boys too.

"Rydel, boys, this is Jeff. He`s your brother." Marcus said with a grin. Some of them gasped and some of them squealed. Jeff couldn`t depict who did what. They all sounded so similar. Nick smiled, well at least none of them screamed no. That was a positive sign right? Ryland walked closer to Jeff and just stared at him with his big 8-year-old brown doe eyes. Brown eyes, Jeff realized, they all had some shade of brown eyes-just like him.

"Step" someone corrected. Jeff spun around to see a women who was supposedly his step-mother. She had blond hair, brown eyes, wearing some dress that looked expensive, and carrying groceries. She set them down near the door and looked Jeff and Nick over. Nick instantly disliked the woman. She carried herself much too proudly for his liking. Nick knew her type rich people. Thought that they were all-that, and then some. He'd dealt with enough of them at Dalton. If she said so much as one thing to hurt Jeff, Nick was going for the kill then and there. He hoped Jeff could read his expression, just so he wasn't caught off guard at least.

Jeff tried not to be nervous, or at least not show he was intimidated by the women at the door. "Hello Ma`am" he held out his hand 'Okay Jeff be polite, the last thing you want is an evil step-mother on this trip' he thought. Nick could tell Jeff was nervous. He knew his boyfriend. He gave his hand another squeeze to let him know that he was right there, and he would do whatever he could to support him.

She shook his hand with what almost seemed like caution "Polite, I like it." She looked over to Nick "and who`s this?"

"I'm Nick." Nick stepped forward, and held his hand out for her to shake. Maybe she wasn't too bad. She shook Nick`s hand then moved to stand by her husband. Jeff was so caught up in meeting her that he almost forgot about Ryland who was still staring at him, did that boy ever blink?

"Why are you here?" Ryland asked.

"Oh, well..." How was he going to explain this to a child? "I just thought it was high time I met my dad is all." He looked at Marcus apologetically, but he didn`t know how to sugar coat the truth. He didn`t want to be the one to explain abuse to someone so young.

"Yep, and he wanted to show me England." Nick added.

"Yep, Nicky is American"

"`Mercian" Ryland said trying to pronounce it. The others just giggled.

"You guys want to sit down?" Marcus invited them to the couch while his wife made some tea. Nick decided that maybe Jeff's family wasn't so bad.

They talked for a long time about a lot of things; Jeff's life, the kid's life, where Jeff grew up, his interests. He swore his step-mom, (who was evidently named Karen) scowled when he said he wanted to be a writer. Nick sat by Jeff's side the whole entire time. He was rather proud of how his boyfriend was handling this. He had handled it a lot better than Nick had. At least it appeared that way.

"Jeff, can you come with me to the back room please. You can bring Nick too. I have something for you." Jeff nodded and tried to get up but, Ryland was still hanging on to him.

"Please, don't go Jeff. I want you to stay." Ryland said looking up at Jeff with his big eyes.

"I'll just be a minute Ry, promise." He loosened his grip on Jeff and he and Nick made their way to the back room which was filled with an array of instruments and pictures. Jeff started to look around, but there was so much stuff. You barely make out what the paint color was.

"Whoa" Nick said, looking around. He saw a bass in the corner, and his hands itched to grab it.

"You can play around with the stuff on the open stands if you want. It's going to take me awhile to find what I'm looking for. I really need to organize the cabinets." Jeff laughed as he looked at the photos. There was one of Marcus at 18, and what looked like his band. He saw his mum in the corner of the picture, 16 and yet to be harmed by the world.

Nick looked at the picture Jeff had. "Is that your mom?" he asked.

"Yeah, around 16 I think." He whispered she looked a lot like him at his age, same blond hair, same smile, same skinniness, and same awkward stance. The big differences were that her eyes were more round and blue, and she was really short.

"So you got your eyes and your height from your dad." Nick said.

"Yeah, well the shape of the eye defiantly. I think I got the color from Nana." He started looking around at the instruments and spotted a cello in the corner. The thing looked dusty and for the most part unused.

Nick walked over to the bass he had seen earlier, and stroked it lovingly. It was beautiful, straight black and Nick was sure if you got the dust off it would shine. He looked at the brand name at the top it was a Fender. He thought about Jeff playing bass and sucked in a breath. That would be something Nick would love to see.

Jeff walked over to the cello and plucked some of the strings. Dust spewed off of them and snowed to the floor. He felt kind of bad for the instrument, just sitting here looking so unused and sad.

"It looks kind of human." He mumbled. It sounded crazy, but the shape of it, its size, and the almost skin color of the wood. He had a very vivid imagination.

Nick giggled. "You're so cute Jeffy." He smiled and blushed

"Well look at it" he placed his hand on the scroll and ran it down the finger board. "What was it you were looking at?"

"This bass" Nick said, pointing to the bass. "It's beautiful."

"Oh yeah" Marcus turned around. "Gary was my first bass, see." He pointed to the picture of him in his high school band. Jeff looked closer and there it was, hanging off his shoulder.

"It's very beautiful, Mr. Williams." Nick said. He's always loved instruments, even if he couldn't play them.

"Thank you, I was going to clean him and put him back in his case, but I ran out of time." He turned some of the pegs slowly. Jeff could only imagine all the memories Gary contained.

"So, are you glad we came?" Nick whispered to Jeff.

"Yeah, I`m really glad." He started humming the 'Glad You Came' song before snapping out of his day dream by a closing drawer door. "So you said you had something?"

"Oh yeah, sorry." He grabbed a picture he got out of the cabinet. "I did the math, and I wanted to give you a little something since you will be 16 in a little while." He handed it Jeff cautiously. It was Éponine, Marcus, and baby Jeff the day he was born.

"She said you left right after she told you about how- how are you here-i mean there?"

"We broke it off a few weeks into the pregnancy yes, but I still was there." Marcus swallowed a lump in his throat. "It was a lot more than just you okay? We were fighting, I was leaving for a different college, my parents, her parents... not just you." Nick held Jeff's had. He wanted Jeff to know he was there.

Jeff let his mind mauled over what he just heard he looked at the picture one more time. They both looked so happy yet tired, and then he was in his mum`s hands sleeping. He was so tiny and frail looking with blond fuzz on his head. "Thank you, for this"

Nick smiled at Jeff's expression. He loved this boy so much. He just wanted to stay with him forever, and then Nick knew what to get Jeff for his birthday. "Excuse me, I have to make a phone call real quick." He kissed Jeff's cheek and stepped out into the hallway. Jeff wondered who Nick might be calling, but he decided not to ask.

"So the cello in the corner, what it`s story?" Jeff asked, changing the topic between him and Marcus.

Nick waited for his mom to pick up.

"Hello?" she said.

"Mom," he said, "I know what I want to get Jeff..." he told her what he was thinking.

"Alright sweetie" Mom said. "Love you."

"Love you too, bye."

"It was Rydel`s. She was interested in it for about two weeks and that was it. That was the last time I bought her anything out of impulse. As you can see it hasn`t been touched since. There`re more into the other band type instruments.

"So why haven`t you taken it back or sold it?" Jeff asked

"I`m always cautious about getting rid of an instrument, the other may end up liking it... or something." Marcus smiled at Jeff`s longing look "You play?"

"A little." He handed Jeff the bow. Nick walked back in. He saw Jeff with the cello. He didn't know that Jeff played. Jeff ran the bow across the stings. A shiver went down his spine at the noise. It was beautiful. He saw Nick come back into the room "Who`d you call?"

"My mom" Nick said honestly.

Jeff scowled in confusion "What for?" He started to tune the strings as they were horribly off key, Rydel really must have not cared about it to leave it in this state.

"Just to ask her to pick something up" Nick said with a shrug.

"Okay" Jeff said, still not getting it. He finally got all four strings rightly tuned and started playing. It had been awhile since he played since the cello he used belonged to his old school, and Dalton didn`t have one to rent.

"Wow, you're really good Jeffy." Nick said.

"Thanks" Jeff blushed and continued trying to remember all the notes from piece he played at his last recital. Nick watched Jeff play. His boyfriend was beautiful. Jeff finished the short piece and smiled, hugging the cello to his chest. He didn`t want to leave it here to just sit and collect more dust. Nick's phone chimed with a text. It was from his mom. She said, "Got it." He smiled.

Jeff put the cello and the bow back on their respective stand in the sad little corner. "Thank you for letting me play, and this." He picked the picture back up and held it tight.

"You're welcome. You know you're very good" Marcus had a proud grin on his face. Jeff just looked down and blushed. Nick smiled he was so glad that things were working out.

The bobby poked his head in. "I'm afraid we have to leave." They made their way back out into the living room. As soon as Ryland saw Jeff he practically tackled him.

Nick chucked. "I think you have a little fan there Jeffy."

"Ryland, you're going to have to let go" Jeff really didn`t want to leave. He thought it was going to be easy meeting his dad then leaving right after, but now he didn`t want to.

"You can come back tomorrow as long as it's okay with the family." The bobby said. Nick looked at Jeff's dad and step-mom. Would they let them come back?

"Can we?" Jeff hesitantly asked them, more Karen than Marcus.

"I guess that would be okay." Karen said. Jeff put his arm around Nick`s and smiled excitedly. He liked his family and he wanted to know his step-siblings more. He wasn`t sure about Karen, but she seemed okay.

"It was very nice to meet you all." Nick said smiling. Then they left. "Jeffy, did you get your friends called?"

"Yeah, I called them when you`re parents were checking you out. They should be at the train station tomorrow."

"Okay cool. What are we doing for the rest of the day?" Nick said.

"Well, how do feel about Warner Brothers?"

"Sounds amazing" Nick said. He gave Jeff a quick kiss, simply because he could. Jeff smiled and led him out of the building by the hand. "Then let`s go to Hogwarts then, my little Ravenclaw."

"Gladly, my lovely Hufflepuff" Nick said giggling. They went down to the underground again and Jeff looked at the map to see what the closest station to the W.B. studio was.

"I'm so excited!" Nick said once they were going. "I love Harry Potter so much."

"I know Nicky, us being fan boys is the reason we started to talk to each other remember?" Jeff giggled and placed his hand on his "plus J.K. Rowling got me into writing. So I pretty much have to thank her for everything good in my life."

"Hey!" Nick pouted. "I think I'm pretty good too."

"That's what I was saying... You and writing, we became friends because we got talking about Harry Potter, and those books got me into reading and writing my own. Are the dots connecting for you now?" Jeff held in a huff. Did Nick not listen at all when he was talking?

"I got what you meant Jeffy." Nick said. "I was just joking."

"Oh" Jeff looked down in embarrassment "sorry."

"You seemed upset. Care to tell me what's going on?" Nick asked grabbing Jeff's hand and threading their fingers together.

"I didn't realize you were joking so, it just seemed like you weren't listening to me, got kind of annoyed." Jeff ducked his head more. He got mad over nothing "I'm really sorry."

"I always listen to you, Jeffy." Nick said. "I just forget things easily. I have a really bad short term memory. Never feel like I don't listen to you angel. I always have, and I always will, until you stop speaking."

Jeff looked up a little and smiled "So I'm dating Dory then?" He laughed and kissed him on the cheek and snuggled in closer to him "thanks Nicky."

"I resent that very much." Nick pouted. "I'm not that bad, and anything for you Angel." Jeff was going to reply when he noticed the man next to him scowling at them.

"Um Sir, are you alright?" He asked politely as possible. Nick looked at the man too. He hadn't noticed him untill Jeff said something.

"Mind you own business" he was from a southern state that Jeff could pick out from his voice. The man mumbled something.

It started with F

And it almost made Jeff cry.

Nick looked at the map. They were about two blocks from Warner Bros. "Come on Jeffy." He said, pulling his boyfriend up. "We shouldn't lower ourselves to such company." He glared at the man, and they moved to where the doors were so they could get off at the next stop. Jeff was shell shocked. He'd heard about the mean things people could say about him from the internet, but he never actually heard someone say it to his face.

"Jeffy, are you okay?" Nick asked after they had gotten off.

"I've never heard someone actually say it before." Jeff squeaked out.

"Oh, Jeffy" Nick said, hugging his boyfriend. "Don't take what that guy said to heart. He's just some ignorant jerk who wanted to blow some steam."

Jeff hugged Nick back tight "If you say so." He smiled as the studio came in sight. "Now let's go have some fun. I need some wizard food and butter beer." The bobby gave them a weird look "don't worry. It doesn't actual have beer in it."

"Let's go!" Nick said. They quickened their pace, making sure they didn't leave the bobby behind. The line was a bit long but they finally got into the studio gate.

"I think I'm going to pass out." Nick said, excitedly.

"I know, it`s amazing" Jeff collected an activity passport for him and Nick, and they were on their way to the Hogwarts express.

"Oh my, gosh, Oh my, gosh, Oh my, gosh" Nick said, looking around. Jeff smiled at how happy Nick was he had to tug him around every so often because he knew to get through this whole thing they had to move quickly.

"That was so much fun!" Nick said when they got back to the room. Jeff was smiling until he saw the giant spider hanging from the wall. He squeaked and jumped back.

"Jeffy, what is it?" Nick asked worried.

Jeff pointed to the spider with a trebling hand. "Nicky, kill it, kill it, kill it!" Nick looked and saw a tiny spider. He smashed it, and turned to Jeff.

"Really Jeffy?"

Jeff hugged Nick tight, acting like he just saved his life "Thank you"

"What was that all about Angel? It's just a spider." Nick said.

"Just a spider-Nicky those are the scariest animals on the planet!"

Nick laughed. "You're scared of spiders? Jeffy, you're too cute."

He blushed deep red. "Yeah I know, arachnophobia. It's childish, but I can't get over how creepy they are. My seller sucked massive." Jeff's stomach growled.

"I think someone's hungry." Nick said, laughing.

"Can we go to China town for dinner?"

"Sure." Nick said. "We have to get the bobby though." Jeff sighed and knocked on the door that connected the bobby's and their rooms.

"You boys need something?" the bobby asked.

"Is it okay if we go to China town for dinner?" He asked

"I don't see why not." The bobby said. Jeff jumped in excitement and grabbed his coat.