Not really very happy with this chapter. I've recently had no ideas at all for this fic but I hope it's just a blip and things will work out again soon. Thanks for your continued support and reviews. :)

Chapter 14

Ed sat in his cosy hotel room at The Grange, staring down at the photo in his hands, Planning his next move. Slowly he unclipped the back of the photoframe and allowed the picture to float to the ground. He picked it up again and lay back on the bed. He opened his bedside drawer and pulled out a pair of scissors. Smiling slightly to himself he carefully cut through the middle of the picture, sliding one half of it under the pillow of his bed and carrying the other half over to the dressing table that stood on the other side of his room. He quickly wrote out a small message on the back of the photograph and slid it into an envelope. He smiled to himself again and left his hotel room...

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Jackson smiled as he glanced over at Aaron asleep on the sofa. It had been three days since Adam's funeral and everyone had began settling into thier normal routines, apart from Aaron, who ended off catching a rotten cold after sleeping at his best friend's graveside. Jackson took some pride in the fact he was right, that he knew Aaron would become ill, but he let it go unnoticed as he looked after his boyfriend.

Aaron groaned as the noise of the TV woke him up. he sat up and glanced over at Jackson. Jackson smiled at him and put the TV on mute.

"Sorry..You ok?"

"I feel horrible Jackson... And I swear to god if you say I told you so I'm gonna come over there and sneeze on you!"

"Lovely..." Jackson grimaced.

"Am I due any tablets yet?" Aaron croaked, rubbing his eyes.

"Yeah. They're just infront of you."

Aaron looked down at the table and saw his tablets were already waiting for him and a drink was beside them. "Thank you.." Aaron smiled

"Maybe you should have something to eat?" Jackson asked

"Ugh no. I don't think I could stomach it."

"Feeling sick?"

Aaron nodded and pulled a face as the tablets slid down his throat. "What did I go and do a stupid thing like that for?"

"What?"

"Sleeping outside! Adam's probably having a right laugh at me."

"Probably. Don't think he ever did anything else to be honest..." Jackson smiled, walking over to the sofa and pulling Aaron close to him.

"Jay no..." Aaron replied, trying to pull away "I don't want you getting ill..."

"Ah i'll be alright. I'm hardly ever ill."

Aaron admitted defeat and nodded. He rested his head on Jackson's chest. "So what you watching?"

"A Bond film I think."

"Ah good. Death and explosions. About time you watched something decent."

Aaron could feel his eyes slowly closing again, sleep desperately trying to invade his body. He closed his eyes for what felt like a second and relaxed further onto Jackson's chest.

"Aaron...Aaron..."

Aaron groaned and opened his eyes again and found himself lying back down on the sofa. Jackson was stood infront of him with his coat on.

"Where you going? Aren't you watching the rest of the film?"

"Aaron it's finished. You've been asleep for three hours. Look, I'm gonna head off. You get yourself into bed. and please babe, try and eat something. Those tablets aren't going to do you any good on an empty stomach."

Aaron tutted and rolled his eyes "Yes Doctor."

"Don't get cheeky! I'll come round and see you tomorrow."

Aaron nodded and closed his eyes again. Jackson leaned forward and placed a kiss on Aaron's forehead before walking out of the back door of the pub. He walked around to his van and jumped inside. He noticed something stuck in the windscreen wipers and reached from his open window to retrieve the white envelope. He opened it and looked inside. The envelope contained a picture of him. He frowned and turned the picture over and he froze. On the back were the words: "You're Next..."

TBC